Ten Thousand Realms Exchange System

The next day, Ye Zichuan received a call from Tang Qianzhong, saying that there was a party, and asked him if he wanted to go?

Ye Zichuan knew that this was probably the party that Mei Gui had mentioned to him before, and said that Tang Qianzhong would definitely invite him, and it was true.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zichuan still nodded, if he wants to develop steel suits in the future, he will inevitably come into contact with these people, and it is also a good choice to recognize his face first.

The party was tonight, Ye Zichuan went out to buy a suit, and spent more than 30,000 yuan, if it was placed in the past, it would definitely be distressing, but now, I don't feel anything.

There are still more than 13,000 world values left, and Ye Zichuan has to find a way to earn a little more.

"It seems that we are about to enter the world of the Flaming Mountains again. "

This time, he not only wants to get the flame spirit essence, but he also wants to get a little bit of the green vine spirit liquid and the earth god milk, as for the Shuilan world, forget it, after learning that there are prehistoric creatures like plesiosaurs in it, Ye Zichuan gave up his mind.

After some preparation, it cost tens of thousands of yuan, and at noon, Ye Zichuan was ready, and his body disappeared into the room, appearing in the world of Flame Mountain

! Hot! In addition to being hot, it is still hot!

Ye Zichuan has never been to the Sahara Desert, but he feels that there is no heat here, even if he is wearing protective clothing, he feels that he is going to be roasted.

The flame spirit essence is generally in the magma deep underground, it is the essence of magma condensation, it seems to have its own spiritual wisdom, and the last time Ye Zichuan encountered it was that kind of strange snake.

After finding a cave, Ye Zichuan drilled down, fortunately, his physical fitness now is far better than before, and his resistance is very strong, which is much easier than the previous two times.

It wasn't until a depth of a few hundred meters that Ye Zichuan saw a lake of magma, gurgling and boiling.

Ye Zichuan began to walk around the lake, but after a few minutes, there was no movement in the lake.

"Could it be that there is no flame spirit essence in this lake?" Ye Zichuan's brows furrowed, and after waiting for another two minutes, there was still no movement, so he gave up decisively and walked quickly towards the ground.

When he came to the surface, Ye Zichuan found another cave and drilled into it, and came to the ground.

This time, he was very lucky, and he encountered the monster that the flame spirit essence turned into, which was a small fiery red fish, densely shooting towards him like raindrops, and its open mouth was like a piranha, which could devour and decompose people in an instant.

However, he had a ring, and within a radius of 20 meters was his absolute space, and with a movement of his mind, he collected the dense small fish, and finally turned into a viscous flame spirit marrow.

After working for a few minutes, Ye Zichuan didn't leave here until no small fish came out, he roughly estimated, this time, he had obtained about four or five thousand drops of flame spirit essence, worth forty or fifty thousand world values!

Ye Zichuan couldn't close his mouth with joy, and while the protective clothing had not been burned, he quickly came to the ground and found another cave to drill into.

After repeating this three times, Ye Zichuan returned to the ring with unfinished thinking.

Taking off the completely damaged protective suit, Ye Zichuan looked at his arm, which was red, and he grinned in pain, it was also his bad luck, he actually encountered a volcanic eruption, and was hit by a huge stone that fell down, even if it was far away, his arm was burned.

After smearing a little green ivy spiritual liquid, the burn healed quickly.

Ye Zichuan cleaned up and walked into the world of Aoki again.

The world of Aoki is completely a world of plants, and as far as the eye can see, there is green everywhere, and the tall trees do not know how many years they have grown, and some require ten people to hug them, like a tree wall.

In the lush world, there seems to be only one animal in Ye Zichuan, which makes him feel very weird, a jungle like this can be said to be the most species-rich place in the world, but Ye Zichuan didn't even see a single insect along the way.

"It's a magical world. Ye Zichuan sighed.

According to the ring spirit, the Qingteng Spiritual Liquid is the essence of a thousand-year-old tree, and he must first find a thousand-year-old tree.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ye Zichuan turned around and looked behind him, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Just now, he felt as if there was movement behind him, but when he turned his head, he didn't see anything.

"Is it my delusion?" muttered, Ye Zichuan turned around and continued walking.

But after walking for a while, he turned his head to look behind him again, with a look of uncertainty on his face.

After carefully looking around and making sure that there was no abnormality, Ye Zichuan pressed the uneasiness in his heart and continued to move forward.

A few minutes later, Ye Zichuan suddenly made a move, pulled out the elf sword pinned to his waist, and slashed it out with a sword.

The

cold light flashed, and a piece of vine fell, and a few drops of fragrant liquid dripped down.

"Huh, the smell of the green ivy elixir, but it's much lighter. Ye Zichuan's eyes lit up, looking at the half of the vine on the ground, this is the guy who made him uneasy, and he could move.

Ye Zichuan raised his head and found that the moving vine had disappeared, and he didn't know where it had gone.

Ye Zichuan's whole body tensed, holding the elven sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards the depths of the forest.

This is also because of the existence of the ring, he has the confidence, once something is wrong, he can return to the ring as soon as possible, not afraid of being entangled by something.

Maybe it was because of his luck, or maybe for some other reason, after that, he didn't encounter any strange circumstances, and finally came to the depths of the forest.

In fact, it was because of the elven sword in his hand, after all, the elf was born in such a primeval forest, so the surrounding trees and vines were not hostile to him.

Each of the trees here is unexpectedly thick, the smallest requires several people to hug, and the largest is four or five meters in diameter.

Ye Zichuan looked at the towering giant trees around him, and was shocked, it is absolutely rare to see such trees on the earth.

He finally stared at the thickest tree, looking at the vines wrapped around its body, Ye Zichuan took out the elf sword and gently cut a wound, and a few drops of crisp spiritual fluid flowed out.

Smelling that fragrance, Ye Zichuan could already determine that this was the Qingteng Spiritual Liquid.

"I'm sorry, I'm just collecting a little Ire, I hope you don't mind. Ye Zichuan clasped his hands together at the ancient tree, muttered a few words, and then took out the jade bottle and began to collect the spiritual liquid.

Ye Zichuan didn't go too far, these plants all have spirituality, so he just collected a few hundred drops and came to the next vine and concocted it in the same way.

After working like this for a long time, Ye Zichuan estimated that he had collected a similar amount as the Flame Spirit Marrow before he stopped, and after he put his hands together again and chanted to Gu Shu again, he left here.

Returning to the ring, Ye Zichuan looked at dozens of bottles of green vine spiritual liquid, grinning and smirking.

"And the Earth God Milk, keep moving.

Ye Zichuan took a few bottles of green vine spiritual liquid just in case, and walked into the thick earth world.

After more than an hour, he returned to the ring, and also brought back dozens of bottles of drops of earth god milk, which grew in the deepest part of the earth, and if there were claustrophobic people, it was estimated that they would be scared to death.