Chapter 65: Mysterious Green Copper

  "Hehehe"

  The sound of breaking through the air did not stop at the ear, and a stream of divine halos rushed towards the shattered stone mountain, as if there was a shooting star rain flying.

  Just now, the Gathering Treasure Plate suddenly appeared and although it has gone far away, but just now it shook off endless brilliance, attracting all the nearby spiritual weapons to come over.

  "Marvelous! Marvelous!" The fat Taoist laughed with his mouth wide open, threw down Ye Fan, and rose into the air with great agility, rushing towards that patch of light rain.

  At the same time, Shen Hong shouted, and all the cultivators in this direction rushed forward, welcoming the spiritual weapon that had condensed into a rain of light.

  "Ah..."

  But this was no feast, the ultra-fast flying spirit weapon was extremely fierce, instantly piercing over a dozen people on the spot, leaving behind only a trail of blood and over a dozen corpses.

  The fat Taoist let out a series of miserable cries, and with a flash, he fled back, with a golden short sword stuck in his buttocks, and firmly grasping a scarlet shield as red as blood.

  Although he was grinning from ear to ear, there were no wounds on his body. After pulling out the golden short sword from his buttocks, not a drop of blood flowed out. He looked as if nothing had happened and said, "A spiritual weapon that doesn't stop on its own is hard to intercept."

  Compared to others, he was lucky; most of the people who rushed over just now were directly pierced through, and many died unnatural deaths.

  With a "brush" sound, the fat Taoist priest chased after again, and other cultivators also drove their divine rainbows to pursue closely, wanting to seize the spiritual treasure.

  At this moment, a lot of light rain flew in, some of which landed directly on the nearby mountain peaks, and Ye Fan's place also fell down a lot of glaze. However, when he saw what these things were, he immediately lost interest, most of which were debris flying out after the collapse of the Demon Emperor's tomb.

  Many monks rushed over, searching on the mountain peak, and from time to time they glanced at Ye Fan.

  "when"

  Just then, another object fell from the sky and landed on the ground. Ye Fan had just picked it up when he was surrounded by several cultivators. This made him feel very depressed, and today's harvest seemed impossible, even if he managed to get a hundred spiritual weapons, it would be hard to keep them safe.

  "Whoever wants it can take it." He directly threw what was in his hand onto the ground.

  "Who wants this piece of green iron!"

  "I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it's just a piece of scrap copper."

  Several monks said so, but still picked it up and examined it carefully, and after confirming that it was a piece of scrap copper, they threw it directly to Ye Fan.

  "You'd better keep it for yourself."

  "Whose child is this, running around everywhere at such a young age, they really don't value their life."

  Several monks left in disappointment and rushed towards other mountains.

  Ye Fan picked up that palm-sized copper plate from the ground, weighed it a few times, feeling very heavy, like a piece of broken utensil.

  "Brush brush brush"

  Several more cultivators descended, first carefully searching the mountain peak, then taking the scrap copper from Ye Fan's hand to examine it with their divine sense, and finally throwing it back at him before breaking through the air and leaving.

  So, batch after batch, a total of over a dozen batches of cultivators appeared on the mountain peak. Almost everyone examined the scrap copper in Ye Fan's hand and finally threw it back to him. Ye Fan was speechless. These people were so meticulous that they even checked his green copper so carefully. It seemed that getting a spiritual weapon today was more difficult than ascending to heaven.

  Finally, Fat Daoist flew back with a big smile on his face, laughing non-stop, looking like he had gained quite a bit.

  "Hmm? What are you hiding, little one? Don't run away, let Master Dao take a look. Is some kind of evil spirit bothering you again? Master Dao will help you subdue it."

  "This time's treasure can't be given to you no matter what." Ye Fan pretended to put the scrap copper into his bosom.

  The fat Taoist priest heard this and immediately smiled with joy, saying: "I really have a predestined relationship with you, young friend, and I can help you subdue the demon for the fourth time."

  "Come on! If you want this treasure, you have to bring something to exchange." Ye Fan stretched out one hand to demand it. Although he thought the fat Taoist was despicable and hateful, he wasn't extremely evil, so he didn't plan to turn against him and kill him on the spot, thus he wasn't very afraid of him either.

  "You and I have met repeatedly, it seems we really have fate. Alright, I'll give you a legendary treasure," said the fat Taoist, reaching into his bosom.

  "Who is destined to be with you, it's better not to meet again in this life." When Ye Fan saw the jade pendant handed over by the fat Taoist priest, he became even more indignant. This piece of jade was dull and lusterless, and calling it jade was an exaggeration - it was no different from a broken stone, and the worst part was that it was missing a corner.

  Ye Fan was about to throw it away, but was stopped by the fat Taoist priest, who forcibly stuffed it into his bosom and said, "Keep it, this is a good thing, maybe it can save your life at some point." At this point, the fat Taoist priest very neatly took that piece of scrap copper.

  "Infinite Heavenly Lord, this is what you call a treasure? Isn't it just a piece of rotten copper?" The fat Taoist gave Ye Fan a sideways glance, but his expression was not the slightest bit careless. He flipped it over and turned it around, carefully and meticulously examining it for a full minute. Finally, he even extended his divine sense to repeatedly observe it.

  Clang

  Finally, Fat Daoist threw the copper block to the ground, with a disappointed look on his face, and said: "It seems I was thinking too much, you'd better keep this treasure for yourself."

  Ye Fan despised this unscrupulous Taoist priest, having never seen anyone so greedy. He was studying a rusty copper plate for such a long time.

  "A bright pearl covered in dust, unrecognized by people. Since that's the case, I'll just take it myself." Ye Fan casually picked up the copper plate, as many cultivators had repeatedly examined this scrap copper and he didn't think it was any treasure, only doing so to squeeze out those unscrupulous Daoists.

  At this moment, he has no mood to stay in this ruins anymore and wants to leave here.

  The wicked Taoist did not block him and muttered to himself, "Where is the treasure of the Donghuang people..." He walked back and forth on the mountain with his hands behind his back.

  Before long, Ye Fan had left the area and was no longer surrounded by monks. He began to circulate the profound methods recorded in the "Tao Te Ching" and rushed out of the ruins at high speed.

  A golden tide overflowed from his bitter sea, pouring out threads of gold that flowed to every part of his body, nourishing his blood, flesh, viscera and bones, making him feel full of strength, running at incredible speed.

  "Huh?"

  At this moment, Ye Fan was greatly surprised. When he lowered his head, he found that the scrap copper had undergone a strange change, shedding many rust marks and becoming ancient and majestic.

  At first glance, it seems ordinary, like a fragment that has fallen from some vessel, but upon closer inspection, one discovers that it exudes an inexplicable charm, giving off an aura of infinite antiquity and grandeur.

  Ye Fan was operating the "Tao Jing" Xuan method, and a thread of golden silk shot out from his fingertips towards the copper plate. However, no matter how much golden Haishi divine power he sacrificed, the green copper remained unchanged, still ancient and silent.

  "This thing seems unusual..."

  Ye Fan put the green copper into his bosom, stopped investigating and continued to run. At this time, his golden bitter sea constantly overflowed with golden threads, providing him with endless vital energy, making his running speed faster and faster.

  "Hiss!"

  At this moment, Ye Fan was shocked. He felt a sudden chill below his navel, and then it seemed like something had appeared in the bitter sea. He hastily stopped, the green copper in his arms disappeared, and he thought of something in an instant, hurriedly introspecting.

  "This... " The green bronze appeared in his sea of bitterness, quietly sinking there, motionless, like an eternal boulder, steady and majestic.

  A golden bitter sea the size of a soybean, like a bright moon hanging in the darkness, inside except for a page of extremely small golden book, at this moment also had an ancient green copper, it was located in the center, and actually squeezed that page of golden book to one side.

  The golden paper, although shining with a divine light, emitting a brilliant glow like the stars, yet it is unable to move the green bronze in the slightest, and can only be squeezed into the marginal area of the golden bitter sea.

  "What is this green bronze after all..." Ye Fan was extremely shocked, carefully introspecting the golden bitter sea, and found that on the ancient green bronze, many mysterious "Dao patterns" actually appeared.