After the two people left Fangshi, it was already afternoon. The two people who had been out for such a long time did not hesitate too much. After returning to the school from the entertainment area, they walked back towards the Qianzi Building.
Not long after, Ye Junze and Lin Xin returned to Qianzi Building. They walked into the building together and arrived at the door of Ye Junze's dormitory. Lin Xin waved her hand and said: "Okay, junior, I have to go back too. I will try to refine the Tianshan Holy Lotus into a life object in the past few days."
"Okay." Ye Junze nodded lightly, and then said: "Come on, Senior, you will be fine. I look forward to improving Senior's cultivation."
A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Xin's pretty face, and she nodded in response: "Haha, I'll thank my junior Ji Yan first."
Ye Junze smiled, scratched his head and responded, "Senior, you don't have to be so polite."
"Okay, okay, junior fellow student, you should go back and rest quickly. It's not too early." Lin Xin smiled and said nothing more, waving her hand and saying, "Let's go."
After that, Lin Xin went upstairs and walked back to her dormitory. Ye Junze watched Lin Xin leave until her figure disappeared from sight, then Ye Junze opened the door and returned to the dormitory.
As soon as Ye Junze returned to the room, he didn't do anything. After taking off his shoes and clothes, he collapsed directly on the bed, looking like he was very tired.
Also, although Ye Junze spent most of the morning's auction eating melons and watching the show, he still put in a lot of effort in order to take pictures of the silver paper and the glazed utensil gourd. Now that he was free, he couldn't help but feel tired. Waves of sleepiness hit Ye Junze like a tide.
Ye Junze, who originally planned to take a nap, fell asleep gradually and unknowingly after lying on the bed, and the tired look on his face showed his exhaustion.
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Ye Junze, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to have completely lost his perception of the outside world. When the sun in the sky moved a few minutes towards the west and the time came to nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Junze finally woke up from the bed.
After Ye Junze opened his eyes, he turned to look out the window. After he saw the sky outside clearly, he turned over and got up from the bed.
Ye Junze scratched his head and said to himself: "It's strange, I fell asleep without paying attention."
"But fortunately, it's not too late now." Ye Junze murmured softly, and then said: "Let's go to Taixu Fantasyland to take a look first."
As Ye Junze spoke, he made kneading with his fingers, muttered words in his mouth, and when his eyes gradually closed, he returned to the illusion of Taixu again.
As soon as Ye Junze's figure appeared, Ling Ling and Aowu threw themselves into his arms as usual, rolling around coquettishly. When Ye Junze saw this, a smile appeared on his face. After comforting the two little guys for a while, he said: "Ling Ling, Wow, I have something else to do, you go and play first."
When one spirit and one dragon heard what Ye Junze said, they all responded: "Good master."
"Ooooo, ooh~"
Ye Junze smiled, then let go of his arms, letting the two little guys Ling Ling and Aowu play.
After the two little guys left, Ye Junze shouted softly: "Meng Yuan?"
"I'm here." Meng Yuan's voice came immediately.
"This is the silver paper. I brought it here for you. Take a look." Ye Junze said, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the mysterious silver paper he took for the price of ten spirit stones in the morning appeared. into his hands.
"Okay." Meng Yuan responded, and then a beam of light fell from Ye Junze's head, slowly pulling the silver paper in his hand up along the place where the light fell, until finally the silver paper gradually disappeared. I don't know if it was Went somewhere.
Seeing this, Ye Junze didn't show any worry on his face. He just continued to talk to himself: "I also brought the glazed pottery gourd. Do you need to take a look?"
Meng Yuan, who didn't know where he was but seemed to be everywhere, continued to say: "No need for now, you can try it yourself first."
Ye Junze nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
After that, Meng Yuan and Ye Junze stopped saying anything.
Ye Junze also sat down cross-legged in the previous place. With a wave of his hand, another lot he had obtained at today's auction - the glazed pottery gourd appeared in his hands.
Even though Ye Junze had been observing the gourd at close range for a long time when he just took the picture, but now when he took it out again, he still felt a strange emotion in his heart. This glazed gourd is warm and cool to the touch, just like a jade gourd made of the best jade. However, Ye Junze knows that a treasure like this can only be cultivated by nature and born according to the trend. It is difficult to create something like a sword-raising gourd. Otherwise, sword cultivators in the world of cultivation would have been everywhere long ago, let alone a higher-level weapon-raising gourd than a sword-raising gourd. Such a treasure, unless it is really a powerful person who has the power to penetrate the heaven and the earth, has the opportunity to create it artificially. Otherwise, it can only wait for the right time, place and people to come into being. But now, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually recovers, maybe more treasures like this can be born. Even if it is not a weapon-raising gourd, it should not be difficult to give birth to a few sword-raising gourds.
But no matter what, it must be said that luck still accounts for a large part of Ye Junze's success in taking pictures of this glazed pot gourd today.
And Ye Junze is now holding the glazed utensil-raising gourd in his hand, and the mark of the golden cauldron in his palm has become even hotter, as if he is full of desire for the utensil-raising gourd in Ye Junze's hand, as if the next In seconds, he could manifest himself without Ye Junze's control.
When Ye Junze noticed this scene, a smile appeared on his face. He immediately stopped suppressing the golden cauldron and opened his palms, and the golden cauldron appeared directly in front of him.
After feeling the golden little tripod's strong desire for the weapon-raising gourd, Ye Junze said softly: "Forget it, let Xiao Ding try to see if this weapon-raising gourd is so mysterious."
As Ye Junze said that, rich and pure spiritual power surged towards the gourd in his hands.
As the spiritual power in Ye Junze's body continued to pour in, the gourd in his hand actually emitted bursts of soft light, and the colorful light on it became more brilliant. At the same time, Ye Junze felt that his mind seemed to be connected with the gourd. As soon as Ye Junze thought about it, the stopper of the gourd opened and closed on its own, with a "pop" sound.
After the gourd stopper was opened, a wave of airflow suddenly appeared at the mouth of the gourd, as if it wanted to suck something into it.
Seeing this, Ye Junze pointed the gourd at the golden cauldron and said softly: "Come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong but gentle airflow burst out from the mouth of the gourd. The golden cauldron showed even more desire, and it also actively followed the airflow and flew towards the vessel gourd. Originally, according to the size of the golden small cauldron, the mouth of the gourd is very small. Logically speaking, it cannot be loaded inside. But when the golden small tripod was close to the mouth of the gourd, something magical happened. I don’t know if it’s the effect of airflow or the unique mystery of the gourd. The originally large golden cauldron became smaller and smaller as it got closer to the mouth of the gourd, until it finally became even smaller than the mouth of the gourd, and then It is a matter of course to enter the container gourd.
Ye Junze was not too surprised by the skill of cultivating the gourd. After all, it was a natural treasure. If he didn't have some special skills, how could he deserve the name of the cultivator? Maybe Ye Junze was a little surprised by this in the past, but for him who is now accustomed to using storage magic weapons, it can no longer make any waves in his heart.
The most important thing next is to see what changes will happen after the golden cauldron enters the cultivation gourd. Ye Junze looked around and found that the inside of the gourd was dark and foggy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Strange..." Ye Junze was confused and couldn't figure out why such a scene happened.
Suddenly, Ye Junze patted his forehead and said helplessly: "By the way, look at my head."
While Ye Junze was chanting, a ray of spiritual consciousness entered the gourd. Just after Ye Junze's spiritual consciousness entered the nourishing gourd, what he saw was no longer the same scene as before.
Under the stimulation of Ye Junze's spiritual power, countless spiritual mist began to emerge from inside the gourd. It was completely white, and almost in the blink of an eye, this mist became endless. It seemed as if the entire container gourd was filled with such mist. And in the vast white mist, Ye Junze saw the small cauldron emitting golden light at a glance. It was floating quietly in the world of the cultivation gourd, enjoying the nourishment of the surrounding spiritual mist, and from the golden Judging from the reactions from Xiaoding, it should be very satisfied with this kind of nourishment.
Not only that, Ye Junze also noticed that the power of the golden cauldron was also increasing invisibly, and Ye Junze didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that there was something inside the golden cauldron that seemed to be waking up.
Ye Junze shook his head and silently observed the movement inside the pot for a while, but found nothing strange. After realizing that the golden cauldron was indeed real and being warmed and nourished, Ye Junze felt relieved and started to pay attention to the glass pot. There is no longer any doubt about the efficacy of gourd.
Ye Junze immediately felt that the more than four hundred spiritual stones were worth it. And it seems that what he spent was not his own spiritual stone. Thinking about it this way, it makes him even more profitable. But Ye Junze seemed to have forgotten one thing. Meng Yuan and the entire Taixu Illusion Realm originally belonged to him. Even if it was the spirit stone that Meng Yuan took out, it still belonged to him. How could he say that the spirit stone spent was not his own? Stone.
And then, Ye Junze followed the same method and put his Star Picking Sword, Qinghong Sword, and Thousand Ji Transformation that he carried with him into the glazed utensil-raising gourd just like before, and the golden small tripod were placed in different places in the utensil-raising gourd. The location receives warmth and nourishment.
As for the Lingxu Sword, Ye Junze also did not forget it. However, after Ye Junze saw Lingling not far away, he did not let it return to the Lingxu Sword first, and then just spoke to Lingling. After all, the weapon-raising gourd only targets the flying sword and the magic weapon itself. As for the sword spirit born from the flying sword or the weapon spirit born from the magic weapon, it does not enjoy much of the warmth and nourishment of the weapon-raising gourd, so Ye Junze only raised Ling The Xujian was put into the gourd and did not disturb Meng Yuan.
Ye Junze's consciousness continued to silently observe the inside of the weapon-raising gourd. When he saw that the three flying swords and the two magic weapons were all safe and sound, they were coexisting in a corner, quietly enjoying the nourishment of the weapon-raising gourd without disturbing each other. After that, Ye Junze He took back his consciousness and left the sword-raising gourd.
With a thought in Ye Junze's mind, the stopper of the utensil-raising gourd closed on its own. Then, as Ye Junze moved his fingers slightly, the glazed pot and gourd floated quietly in front of him, without any abnormalities.
When Ye Junze saw this, a smile appeared on his face. He didn't think too much about it immediately. With his hands clasped together, he started practicing again as usual.
