Ye Jian knew that treasures were divided into different types like spiritual weapons, low-quality, medium-quality, top-quality, top-quality and king-quality, the highest-quality, and king-quality, so he nodded immediately, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "I have known each other for so long, and I haven't asked for the name of my senior yet?"

"I am the original body of the Eight Bibles, just call me Baye."

"Babubupu? Baye?"

Ye Jian jumped with his eyebrows and smiled, "That, Master Ba, do you have any plans in the future?"

"hey-hey."

Eighth Master took a sip of wine and looked at Ye Jian with a chuckling face. He had lived for many years and was so smart that he didn't know what Ye Jian was thinking. At this moment, Ye Jian suddenly seemed a little embarrassed under the Eighth Master's gaze.

"I won't beat around the bush," said Master Eighth, who then said lightly: "This time I allow you to enter my body, so that's the meaning."

"real?!"

Ye Jian's ears stood up, and a look of ecstasy flashed on his face.

"However," saw Ye Jian's expression, Eighth Master's words immediately changed, "Although I agree to follow you, I will not become your natal treasure. I must say this in advance."

"Of course, I don't dare to let Eighth Master become my natal treasure."

Once a treasure becomes a person's natal treasure, its spirit will become a slave to that person and will not rebel for life, otherwise the punishment will be imposed on heaven and both body and spirit will be destroyed.

Ye Jian never thought of refining the Eight-Part Futu into his natal treasures from the beginning, because he knew that the higher the level of treasures, the higher the spirit and intelligence of the artifacts, the more arrogant they are.

"Only Master Eight only needs to follow me."

"It's best if you think so," Eighth Master looked at Ye Jian again and became very kind, "Since I chose to follow you, I will naturally not treat you badly."

"In this way, we can sign an equality treaty, and I will follow you for the time I am by your side, and try my best to help you improve your cultivation. You can also use me at will. In return, you will need to repair my body."

"However, if I meet the former master again in the future, I will go or stay, and you will not be disturbed, what if?"

The Eighth Master stared at Ye Jian, as if asking for the latter's opinion.

Ye Jian frowned, no longer had the ecstasy as before, but a deep solemn look on his face.

"Dare to be a senior, how many years have you been here?"

The Eighth Master raised his eyebrows slightly, and he still understood what Ye Jian was thinking.

"Three thousand years!"

"Three thousand years!" Ye Jian slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, and his face showed a hint of hesitation. After three thousand years, the eighth master's body has not been repaired. Ye Jian now has to wonder whether it is to sign an equal treaty or a treasure to enslave himself.

"Okay, boy, I know what you are worried about."

The Eighth Master sighed, "My body is a treasure. It is impossible for me to go out on my own to find some precious ores and use them for self-repair, so these three thousand years sound a bit long."

"But I can assure you that as long as there are enough precious ore materials, I can repair it in a very short time."

"And I have made no contributions. At least in the future, I can give you some guidance on your cultivation and forge some equipment for you."

"Boy, let me ask you again, are you willing? If you don't, I'll send you out now."

"Eighth Master said this to this point, what else can I say?"

Ye Jian smiled and said that he was really worried. Not to mention what kind of help the Eighth Master could provide, Dandan is that Eighth Master is a top-quality treasure, and Ye Jian would not let it go.

"Okay, I know you're happy."

The Eighth Master was in a good mood. After waiting for three thousand years, he finally got out of here. At that moment, he saw the Eighth Master pointing his eyebrows. When the golden light bloomed, his forehead suddenly appeared crystal clear.

A pure golden light came out from the Eighth Master's eyebrows, and suddenly, a piece of vain jade paper appeared out of thin air, covered with dense golden texts,

"The soul equality contract is formulated, and now you sign it on it and it will take effect."

Ye Jian looked puzzled. Seeing this, Eighth Master immediately explained, "Just use his soul power to sign his name on it."

Ye Jian nodded gently, and as his eyebrows were stirred, an invisible soul power penetrated out. Under Ye Jian's control, he signed his name on the soul equality contract. Suddenly, two small words with light green appeared on the soul equality contract.

"Huh? Your soul contains a trace of wood attribute. Are you an alchemist?"

Master Eight looked at the two small blue characters on the contract and immediately had a question-and-answer question-and-answer look full of confusion.

"I can't be considered a real alchemist."

Ye Jian immediately thought, and a trace of black flame appeared in Ye Jian's palm. Once the black flame appeared, the temperature around him instantly turned into more than 300 degrees.

"So hot," Eighth Master's eyes lit up immediately, but a hint of regret flashed on his face in an instant, "It's a pity that it's not mature yet!"

"Um."

Ye Jian nodded undeniably, his thoughts flashed again, and the black flames instantly sank into his own sea of ​​divineness, while the Eighth Master also signed his name on the contract of soul equality during this period.

When the Eighth Master signed his name, the Void Soul Equality Treaty immediately disappeared, turning into a few brilliances, disappearing. In an instant, Ye Jian felt a mysterious power that was transmitted from nothingness and landed on himself.

Buzz ~!

In an instant, Ye Jian seemed to feel something more in his heart. He immediately thought, and the scene in front of him turned rapidly. His will suddenly see a pagoda with eight floors high and pure gold.

The pagoda is versatile and corresponds to the world and the world. On the pagoda, there are ancient rune engravings that Ye Jian can't understand at all. From the outside, it seems to be left behind by the corroded years.

The thought moved again and returned to the inside of the pagoda, far beyond Ye Jian's imagination. The pagoda was completely a golden world, with endless golden treasures filling every corner of the world, making people feel peace from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Jian once again discovered that the golden hall he was in was only the center of the inner space of Babupu. Outside the golden hall, there was a large area of ​​golden land and golden sky.

"Huh, what is this?"

Ye Jian thought about it and immediately disappeared in the golden space. When he appeared again, he stood in front of a golden wall.

Seeing this, the Eighth Master in the Golden Hall cracked his lips and chuckled softly. He signed a soul equality contract with Ye Jian, which means giving Ye Jian the right to appear freely in the Eight Bibles.

At that moment, the eighth master's figure was also flashing. The little green fox directly carrying his shoulder disappeared into the golden hall and instantly appeared beside Ye Jian in front of the golden wall.

"What is this for?"

Ye Jian stared at the ten rows of white lights on the golden wall, ten rows, and asked softly.

"This is a martial arts wall, used to test combat power." Eighth Master paused and continued, "A lamp on the martial arts wall corresponds to a little attack power."

"Interesting, I'll try it."

Ye Jian smiled faintly.

"Forget it. The little attack power marked on it will have the power of a dragon. Although your strength is good, your attack power may not have reached the power of a dragon, right?"

Eighth Master stood aside and chuckled.

"If you don't try, how can you know?"

At that moment, Ye Jian slowly stepped forward, his legs aggrieved, and used all his strength to attack the powerful martial wall in front of him.

Dong~!

The sound of the cold spring smudged stone sounded, and Ye Jian's fist immediately hit the wall of the martial arts. The fist was immediately wrapped in a layer of soft power, and the power around Ye Jian was completely vented towards the martial arts wall.

Although this punch is ordinary, it actually contains the power of nearly 300 horses, and the attack power of ordinary mid-stage warriors in the Condensation Realm is at most 300 horses.

But now, Ye Jian's punch hit, and the first light on the martial arts wall ahead only flashed slightly.

"What?! The power of three hundred horses does not even have any attack power?"

Ye Jian's face was full of doubts.

"Hmph! Didn't I say that the sign on this martial arts wall is a bit special, and a little attack power is even the power of a dragon." Eighth Master stood aside, snorted lightly, and laughed, but the slightest expression of pride was not hidden on his face.

"The power of a dragon? The power of a dragon?"

Ye Jian took a deep breath. In the demon world, powerful divine beasts such as ancient dragons and phoenixes are respected. Rumors are that the two beasts of dragons and phoenixes can tear apart space and destroy stars with their own physical strength alone.

Now Ye Jian was not surprised when he heard the power of the dragon. However, since the power of the dragon is so powerful, why did he really knock the first lamp on the punch just now?

Seeing the doubts on Ye Jian’s face, Eighth Master immediately cleared his throat and said with a smile,

"The power of the dragon here is naturally not the power of the real dragon, but the power of the dragons that are mixed." When he said this, the Eighth Master paused and thought for a while,

"If converted according to the power on the Tianwu Continent, the power of a dragon is equivalent to the power of five hundred horses here."

"The power of five hundred horses is only one dragon's power? Only a little attack?"

Ye Jian immediately took a breath of air conditioning, but after a moment, a hint of excitement in his eyes that was unconcealed.

"Okay, Liwubi is a bit reluctant for you now. I'll take you to another place first."

As the Eighth Master said, he was about to pull Ye Jian away.

"Wait a minute, I want to try the power of my other moves."

As he said that, a white light flashed in Ye Jian's hand and the blood sword appeared out of thin air.

"Broken Golden Sword Gang - Slash!"

Ye Jian shouted violently, and immediately the energy around him started to activate, forming a sword aura that had been spiraled inside. As soon as the sword aura came out, it slashed hard on the powerful martial wall in front of him.

Dong~!

The sound of the winter spring silence came again. Here, the first light on the Liwu wall lit up, while the second light only lit up for two breaths.

"Well, this attack just now is equivalent to the power of six hundred horses, with a little attack power."

Eighth Master stood aside, with a strange color flashing on his face, and he said lightly.

“Not enough,”

Ye Jian immediately rotated rapidly in his body, and quickly spiraled with the small sword momentum, forming a clear and arc-shaped crescent moon, forming at the tip of the Blood Sword.

"cut!"

He vomited lightly, and immediately shot out a curved crescent moon, directly slashing the wall of the power martial arts. This time, the first lamp on the power martial arts wall suddenly lit up, while the second lamp also lit up and lasted for ten breaths before it was extinguished.

"The power of two dragons, two attack power!"

Eighth Master's brows leaped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Is it just the power of two dragons?"

Seeing this result, Ye Jian immediately felt nervous, and a strong desire for power rose in his heart.
Chapter completed!