C347 An Indecent Scholar

To the poor Ye Heng, every Essence Crystal was extremely important.

Ye Heng put the jade box containing the blood red bead back into the Storage Ring, then raised his head to look around.

Although he had almost stepped into a coffin once, Ye Heng did not give up on the treasures on these frozen martial artists.

Humans die for wealth, birds die for food.

Moreover, if he didn't put everything on the line now, he wouldn't be able to find so many ancient treasures once he got out of this place.

Although the risk was great, it was worth a try.

After careful consideration, Ye Heng was almost 99% certain that the reason those martial artists that were sealed in ice could move was because of the existence of this red-furred creature.

The Phoenix Fire was a natural enemy of this earthworm like red-furred creature. In other words, as long as Ye Heng could use the Phoenix Fire to burn that red-furred creature, The so-called threat wasn't a threat anymore.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Heng dared to stay here any longer.

At this moment, with Ye Heng as the center, a large empty area had appeared around him.

This was because when Ye Heng was fighting with the big guy with red eyes, he accidentally cleared out the ice sculptures that were close to him.

That was why there was such a large empty space.

Ye Heng swept his gaze around him, searching for ice sculptures that were suitable for him to attack.

Some of the weapons in the hands of the frozen warriors were defective. One look and one could tell that they were defective. The only thing left was the handle of the weapon.

After eliminating the useless ice sculptures, Ye Heng chose three targets.

One was a scholar with a handsome face. He held an open folding fan in his hand. On the fan was a Chungong painting.

Looking at the scholar like martial artist with delicate features, Ye Heng thought that he was some kind of gentleman, but who knew. . .

However, even though the fan was sealed in ice, But there's a faint glow of light up there.

Although the content of the fan was a bit unattractive, it still couldn't hide its extraordinary qualities.

After all, most of those weapons with exaggerated styles and looked very powerful didn't emit any light. From this, Ye Heng could easily tell that there was something unusual about the fan.

It was also because of this that Ye Heng listed the folding fan as one of his targets.

The second one was an old man with a white beard. He was holding a rattan cane in his hand.

That cane seemed to be made from a relatively thick and thick withered vine. There were even several flowers and plants that took root on the cane.

Just from the appearance alone, Ye Heng had seen dozens of frozen weapons in the hands of those martial artists. There were probably more than a dozen weapons that were more precious than they looked.

If that was the case, why would Ye Heng choose it?

At this moment, Ye Heng's gaze fell on half of the cane.

There were a few wild flowers rooted there.

This was also the reason why Ye Heng chose this cane.

One should know that ordinary wild flowers would not be able to withstand the erosion of time. At most, it would dissipate after a hundred years.

The ice sculpture in front of him had been there for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. It was not impossible.

Even after such a long time, the wild flower was still as bright as it had just bloomed. From this, it could be inferred that the cane was extraordinary.

If the cane itself was not rare, then the three wild flowers were definitely ordinary.

As for the last one, it was a woman with an otherworldly temperament. Her long snow white hair was frozen in ice, her eyes were tightly shut, and she was neither sad nor happy.

From her face, Ye Heng could not see the despair on the other frozen warriors' faces, nor any other emotions.

It was as if the frozen girl in front of him was a doll made by a peerless craftsman. There was not a single flaw on her body.

Ye Heng's eyesight was extremely high, but he was still shocked by the appearance of the frozen woman.

Of course, Ye Heng didn't deny that this girl with long white hair was very beautiful, but it had nothing to do with his choice.

The reason Ye Heng chose this girl with long white hair was because of a silver-white bell in front of her.

A warrior's weapon could be said to be strange and bizarre. If Ye Heng saw someone use a bell as a weapon, he wouldn't be surprised.

Of course, a bell's weapon was relatively rare, so Ye Heng was also slightly surprised.

However, if it was only because of this reason, Ye Heng absolutely wouldn't choose it.

The reason Ye Heng chose this bell was because when Ye Heng approached the ice sculpture of this snow white beauty.

The sound of a clear bell actually reverberated in Ye Heng's ears.

If it wasn't for Ye Heng's spiritual energy being exerted to the limit, he would have thought that it was an illusion.

But now, it was clear that it was not an illusion.

If it wasn't an illusion, then there was only one possibility left.

That was the clear sound that came from the bell.

And after such a long time, the bell could still make such a sound.

Therefore, without a doubt, the silver bell was definitely a rare treasure.

Although Ye Heng had never seen the power of an ultimate weapon, his intuition told him that the three weapons he had chosen were probably on par with an ultimate weapon.

This was an intuition that had no origin, but Ye Heng firmly believed in this point.

Since he had already chosen his targets, Ye Heng naturally had to start retrieving the treasure.

After learning the lesson from before, Ye Heng clenched his left hand tightly. The Phoenix Fire on it was burning fiercely. His right hand turned into a palm and lightly slapped towards the ice sculpture that looked like handsome scholar.

Two breaths later, Ye Heng's right palm landed on the ice sculpture.

Following that, a series of cracking sounds echoed as the ice sculpture shattered.

Handsome scholar's ice sculpture started to crumble from head to toe.

After a while, the ice on the surface of handsome scholar's body broke apart.

The moment the ice completely shattered, a faint white gas rose from the surroundings.

Ye Heng also highly concentrated at this moment. His left hand was tightly clenched. The flame of the Phoenix Fire on it was flickering, as if it could rush out of Ye Heng's left hand in the next moment.

As long as handsome scholar acted like the big guy with red eyes and moved his body slightly, Ye Heng would immediately send the Phoenix Fire to him and give him a roasted meal.

If it was a threat, it would be nipped in the cradle. Otherwise, if it was really like before, Ye Heng would probably lose his life and walk out today.

Fortunately, Ye Heng felt slightly relieved when this handsome scholar like martial practitioner's body had just been exposed to the air. From the moment his feet began to scatter like fireflies, the momentum of his disappearance gradually spread throughout his entire body.

When the momentum of his dissipating body had just climbed onto handsome scholar's face, his previously dull eyes revealed a trace of spirit.

Ye Heng's pupils suddenly shrunk when he saw this. He instinctively wanted to push the Phoenix Fire forward and burn it.

However, just as Ye Heng was about to make that move, a soft voice entered his ears.

"Thank you. You still have to send my regards to the Dongfang family. "

That voice was very gentle, as if it was telling an old friend about something.

After hearing the voice, Ye Heng could not help but stop extending his left hand and look at the voice.

In Ye Heng's line of sight, handsome scholar finally smiled at him, then turned into something smaller than dust and dispersed in the air, and finally returned to the world.

Although Ye Heng didn't know the name of handsome scholar, nor did he know which force the Dongfang family belonged to, he couldn't help but have the idea of fulfilling handsome scholar's wish in his heart.

Furthermore, he couldn't suppress this thought no matter how hard he tried.

Just as Ye Heng was thinking about this matter, a crisp voice sounded in his ear.

"Pata. . . "

Ye Heng heard the sound of something falling on the ground and looked over.

He saw a folding fan appear at the place where handsome scholar was standing.

The content of the folding fan was a living Chungong painting.

And on the Chungong painting, there seemed to be some kind of bewitching charm attracting the attention of others.

Even someone as determined as Ye Heng could not help but be distracted for a moment.

The next moment, Ye Heng suddenly came back to his senses.

There was only fear on Ye Heng's face. He was no longer calm and composed like before.

When Ye Heng saw the Chungong Tu without thinking,

Ye Heng only felt that the contents of the Chungong Chart seemed to have appeared in front of him alive.

Countless alluring, beautiful, and temperamental beauties were dancing in front of Ye Heng with bewitching power.

Furthermore, those beautiful women, in an instant, turned me into a white skeleton.

I clearly knew that those were just illusory things. However, Ye Heng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his spine felt cold.

A bone-chilling cold rushed straight up from Ye Heng's feet, causing him to involuntarily shiver.

This was probably what the so-called pink skeleton meant.

At this moment, Ye Heng couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart.

Immediately after, Ye Heng subconsciously used his spiritual energy to look around the folding fan to see if there was any danger.

Just as his spiritual energy left Ye Heng's body, he suddenly felt a change in his spiritual energy.

If Ye Heng's previous spiritual energy was compared to a three year old child, then he was now a five year old child.

His mental strength had increased by more than half, and in such a short period of time.