Chapter 137: Life is at stake

Chapter 137 Life is at stake

Ye Xiaochuan occupied a huge disciple dining hall by himself. When he walked out of the dining hall after dinner, the sky outside had darkened, but there was still no one around. Most of the Cangyun Sect disciples were probably still watching on the top of the mountain. Test your skills.

He still has no idea that he has been drawn and promoted.

Seeing no one around, he was very bored, so he returned to his room. Since it was very dark, he took out a fire stick and lit the oil lamp in the room.

The dim candlelight crackled softly, and the candlelight shone on the cheek of Ye Xiaochuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed. There was no trace of the fact that he had experienced a battle a few hours ago and had exhausted his true energy.

He slowly circulated the true energy in his body and found that after this battle, no, to be precise, after these few hours of coma, not only was his cultivation not affected in any way, but he also felt that the spiritual power in the meridians in his body was very strong. It was so full that it actually broke through the middle stage of the sixth level of the Yin-Yang Universe Dao, and faintly reached the peak state of the Yuan Shen!

Ye Xiaochuan was a little confused, thinking that he felt wrong, and turned his mind into his body to check carefully several times, confirming that after this battle, his Taoism had improved by leaps and bounds.

He scratched his head, filled with doubts and confusion, not understanding what happened when he was unconscious.

In fact, the sudden increase in his Taoist guilds is naturally related to the return of the ghost treasure Immortality Art after fifteen years. The weird black energy emitted by the Immortality Art not only caused all the damage he suffered. The cure also allowed him to advance to another level of cultivation in a short period of time.

When he was in doubt, the voice of Sword God Situ Feng sounded faintly in his mind, saying: "Are you surprised that your cultivation level has increased?"

When Ye Xiaochuan heard Situ Feng's voice, he was startled for a moment, and then he was disappointed, full of disappointment!

When he first woke up, he called out to his soul several times, but Senior Sword God didn't respond. So this guy was extremely happy, thinking that the remaining soul of Senior Sword God was finally wiped out.

Unexpectedly, Situ Feng's voice suddenly sounded at this time. How could he be happy?

He said angrily: "What's the surprise for me? I, Ye Xiaochuan, am a rare genius throughout the ages. My cultivation can reach a higher level just by sleeping. For ordinary mediocre people, that is absolutely impossible, but for me, For a genius like me, it’s a common occurrence, so it’s not surprising.”

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan boasting, Situ Feng was speechless for a moment.

Think about it, when the old man was roaming the world, who had seen him? What scene have you not experienced? In the countless storms and waves I have experienced, I have never seen such a shameless person as Ye Xiaochuan in the world!

After a long time, Situ Feng seemed to come back to his senses and said: "Boy, you are quite impressive today. You must have become famous in one battle by motivating Beidou God Killer to defeat your opponent."

Ye Xiaochuan curled his lips and said, "You mean Gu Pan'er? Huh, she's not within my sight yet! I was planning to admit defeat, but I just can't stand her domineering and condescending look."

Situ Feng said: "You should restrain yourself."

Ye Xiaochuan asked curiously: "What?"

Situ Feng said: "Through my observations over the past few days, I have found that today's world of cultivation is actually far inferior to the era I lived in in terms of spell intensity and diversity."

Ye Xiaochuan said without thinking: "Of course, six thousand years ago, probably not a few hundred years after your death, cultivation in the world suddenly plummeted, and countless gods and demons mysteriously disappeared. Until four thousand years ago, the human world Only then did cultivation factions appear one after another, and there was a gap of two thousand years. It is said that most of the magical books, powerful magic weapons, top-level weapon refining, alchemy, talismans, formations and other magic techniques in the past were all available. Lost."

Situ Feng said: "It would be great if you understand this."

Ye Xiaochuan felt doubtful again and said, "What do you want to say?"

Situ Feng said: "I want you to promise me not to reveal the classics you learned on the cliffs of the back mountain to outsiders?"

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said: "Why? I also plan to find an opportunity to copy a copy and give it to the leader. I feel that the martial arts books you left on the stone wall are enough to make our Cangyun Sect strong again. "

Situ Feng said quietly: "This is what I am worried about. I have no objection to you passing on that set of skills to your master, but you are too weak now to protect yourself. If you hand over the classics and texts, If you go out, I'm afraid there will be many people trying to rob you, and you will be in danger. Don't mention this to anyone until you can't protect yourself."

Ye Xiaochuan thought for a while and felt that the senior Sword God was really thoughtful. In the world of cultivation, killing each other for exotic treasures and skills has been a common practice since ancient times. The classics left by the senior Sword God on the cliff wall in the back mountain are indeed a masterpiece. It’s a big treasure. Even if I make a copy and give it to Uncle Yu Jizi, I have already learned it. This memory will never be forgotten. Once it spreads, I don’t know how many senior masters with evil intentions will come to snatch it away. They will probably destroy themselves. He was caught and tortured, but he was afraid of pain. Once the other party tortured him, he might reveal everything.

He nodded and said: "Yes, yes, my life is important. I really can't go out and talk about this matter. At least I have to wait until I reach the eighth level of spiritual silence before I can consider whether to hand over this set of classics to the master." Uncle Master."

Situ Feng said: "You agreed?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "A gentleman promises a thousand pieces of gold, not to mention that this is about my life."

Just as the two were communicating, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Ye Xiaochuan was startled. As soon as he jumped down from the wooden bed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhu Changshui and other friends crowded in with a roar. Except for this Several people and more than a dozen senior fellow students with whom we usually have good friendships also squeezed in.

Ye Xiaochuan's room was not big to begin with, but with so many people squeezed in at once, it immediately seemed overcrowded.

Everyone saw that Ye Xiaochuan had woken up and was in good spirits. He seemed not to be affected by the coma after the battle. They were all very excited and came forward to congratulate him!

"Congratulations, boss! Making it to the top three!"

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Xiaochuan..."

"Boss, you are always acting like a fool today, urging Beidou to kill the gods, and you are firmly in the top spot among the young disciples!"

"Yes, this time the crown will definitely belong to the boss!"

More than a dozen people came forward to express their congratulations. Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and asked. As a result, the room was in a mess and no one seemed to hear him at all.

Ye Xiaochuan's head suddenly swelled. He shouted loudly and shouted: "Don't make any noise, tell me one by one, what's going on? How do I get into the top three? Come on, Zhu Changshui, tell me!"

Zhu Changshui chuckled and said: "Boss, you don't know, right? The top five disciples in the square arena just drew lots, and you were the third one! You can directly advance to the top three!"