Chapter 1015 Undercurrent
"Junior Brother Ye, it was you who got the Zhixuan Grass?"
Yan Chen looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise and couldn't believe it.
Zhixuancao grows in the lair of the python bone demon. A single python bone demon is nothing, but the whole nest is not so easy to deal with. Even he, a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, is not sure that he can get rid of it. Come and go as you please.
Surprised, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang a few more times, and then he discovered something, and his face became even more surprised: "It turns out that you have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Brother, I didn't notice it just now, but even if you reach this state, Even under the attack of a group of python bone demons, he may not be his opponent."
Because Ye Chunyang's aura was obscure, Yan Chen had not deliberately sensed it before, but now he realized with hindsight that Ye Chunyang's cultivation was much more advanced than when he was in the Wuxian Mountains a few years ago.
On the other side, Fatty Ji was dumbfounded after hearing Yan Chen's words. When he came back from Xuanhuang Mountain a few years ago, Ye Chunyang was still at the early stage of Nascent Soul. He didn't expect to be so advanced in such a short period of time. It was really It shocked him.
Fatty Ji had personally seen Ye Chunyang knock out the five Rouqing Sanxian people with a slap. They were still in the early stage of Nascent Soul at that time. How powerful are they now?
"I have indeed made some progress in the past few years. As for the Zhixuan grass, I entered Xuanhuang Mountain as a guard of the Ji family at the invitation of Master Ji. Later, I luckily encountered a lone python bone demon. At that time, Zhixuan The grass happens to be on this demon, otherwise it would be difficult to succeed," Ye Chunyang explained with a smile.
"I see, it is somewhat possible according to what junior brother said." Yan Chen suddenly nodded, "But the one who can carry the Zhixuan Grass with him must be the Python Bone Demon King. His cultivation level has reached at least the fourth intermediate level. At that time Junior brother can kill this demon before he has broken through to the middle stage, his magical power is admirable. "
"Thank you, senior brother."
Ye Chunyang looked as usual.
After smiling, he turned to look at Fatty Ji and said, "Senior brother, although this Ji Fengyu is not very popular on weekdays, he has good qualifications. If he can be trained by senior brother himself, he will achieve something in the future. "
Fatty Ji's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He looked at Ye Chunyang with gratitude in his eyes, and then looked at Yan Chen nervously.
Yan Chen remained silent, neither agreeing nor rejecting.
After a long time, he sighed and said: "Forget it, since the junior brother entered the Wuxian Mountains together as a guard of the Ji family to look for this grass, it can be considered as Ji Fengyu's. I should fulfill my promise and accept him as my disciple."
After that, he said to Fatty Ji, "You can just come to my cave tomorrow."
Fatty Ji was overjoyed and clasped his fists in thanksgiving: "Thank you, Master, and thank you, Senior Ye."
"Go down."
Yan Chen waved his hand, signaling Fatty Ji to step back.
The latter did as he was told.
"Senior brother, Chunyang also left."
The information about Qianxu Sect has been obtained. Ye Chunyang was concerned about Luo Qingcheng's safety and did not want to delay here any longer. He cupped his fists and saluted Yan Chen before turning and walking out of the pavilion.
"Junior brother, wait a minute." At this moment, Yan Chen suddenly spoke up and asked him to stay.
"Senior brother, is there anything else you can do?" Ye Chunyang paused and looked back.
Yan Chen pondered for a moment, took a few steps forward, his face became a little solemn, and said: "Junior Brother Ye, although your cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the Wu Taoist is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the Qianxu Sect Some people think that the old monster in the later stage of Nascent Soul is here, and although it has closed the death barrier and has never appeared, you must be careful no matter what."
Ye Chunyang was touched in his heart and gave a deep bow and said: "Thank you for your concern, senior brother. Chunyang will act with caution."
After the words fell, he did not stop anymore. After walking out of the garden, he turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky. After a few flickers, he completely disappeared.
In the stone pavilion in the garden, Yan Chen stood silently looking at the place where Ye Chunyang escaped. After a long time, the corner of his mouth moved and he let out a sigh.
"Qianxu Gate is not an ordinary place. I hope you can really get what you wish for here."
For some reason, Yan Chen suddenly remembered the golden toad beast that was beaten to death in the Wuxian Mountains, and a profound and unpredictable smile appeared on his face.
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More than ten days later, on a secret cliff thousands of miles away from Yunxiaju, the void suddenly became distorted and fluctuated, and three figures, two men and one woman, appeared out of thin air like ghosts.
This is an isolated peak far away from the major sects. The spiritual energy is thin. Except for some low-level monsters, there are very few immortal cultivators active here. However, the three people who suddenly appeared are not weak in cultivation, and all of them are successful. Yuanying, one of them has reached the middle stage of Yuanying.
"How is it? Did you get any useful information? Did that person show up?"
Among the three, the master of the mid-stage Nascent Soul appeared first. He was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with an elegant temperament. He had a very handsome appearance, and his pair of narrow red phoenix eyes had an attractive depth. This good-looking appearance was probably hard for ordinary women to resist. .
"Reporting to Senior Brother Song, we have explored the surrounding area of Qianxu Sect in the past few days, and many informants have been placed nearby. However, except for the disciples of Qianxu Sect, there is no sign of any outsiders. As for the person we are waiting for, there is no sign of anyone else. Didn't show up." One of the men in the early stage of Nascent Soul replied respectfully.
"There's no news?" The middle-aged scholar frowned. Although his face was solemn, he still looked very good-looking.
He murmured softly: "Could it be that the old ghost from Wu Taoist is playing tricks on you? What on earth did he do?"
"Senior Brother Song, my little sister is a little confused about something."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was deep in thought when the woman on the other side interrupted him.
"What's the problem, Junior Sister Lin?" The scholar surnamed Song put away his solemn expression, smiled at the woman and asked.
The woman surnamed Lin looked thoughtful and said, "The elder ordered us to keep an eye on the monk surnamed Ye, but now there is no clue. I don't know why the elder is doing this?"
Hearing the woman's words, the man next to her also looked suspicious, as if he had doubts about this for a long time.
"Why, didn't the elder tell you the reason for this trip?" The scholar surnamed Song asked in surprise.
The two shook their heads together.
The man surnamed Song pondered again, and after a moment, he said, "It seems that you two really don't know something. A few years ago, Junior Sister Feng died in Xuanhuang Mountain. It is said that at that time, in addition to Fairy Mo of Cangwu Immortal Sect, Master Wuxin of Xiao Leiyin Temple, and Luo Wuji of Shangqing Dao, the only one left was this cultivator surnamed Ye. They all entered the cave of an ascended cultivator at that time, but everyone came back, except for this cultivator surnamed Ye who disappeared without a trace, and according to reliable information, this person did not die at that time."
"Brother Song means that this person has a secret left by the ascended cultivator?"
The two were shocked.
"Whether this is the case is still unknown, but in the past few years, in addition to us and the Buddhist sect, the Demon Sect has also been looking for this person's traces everywhere, which shows how likely it is." The Confucian scholar surnamed Song said slowly, "Now the Taoist Wu of Ganxu Sect has released news that this person's Taoist partner is in his hands. The various sects judged that this cultivator surnamed Ye is very likely to show up for his Taoist partner, so they are investigating here."
The two fell silent.
If this matter is really related to the secret left by the ascended monk, it will definitely cause a huge storm.
After a moment of silence, the woman surnamed Lin said again: "If so, this person is indeed the target of the search of various sects, but besides this, I can't figure out another thing. No one has seen the monk surnamed Ye except the people in Xuanhuang Mountain at that time. How can the elder have his portrait?"
"This..."
After this, the scholar surnamed Song was also dumbfounded.
"Yes, this matter is indeed strange. If it were other sects, it would be fine, but my Lingfu Sect's sister Feng escaped from Xuanhuang Mountain in her Nascent Soul state and died of serious injuries before she could return to the sect. The elder seems to know this monk surnamed Ye very well. Could it be that she has known this person?" The man on the other side also said with suspicion.
The scholar surnamed Song opened his mouth, but was speechless.
"I don't know about this either!"
After hesitating for a long time, the scholar surnamed Song finally said with a bitter smile: "But the great elder has great magical powers, which are beyond our guess. Maybe we have learned about this person from other channels. You and I don't need to think too much, and just follow the orders. In addition, the great elder ordered us to capture this person alive. If he really shows up, don't let Ganxumen kill him."
The two looked at each other and nodded.
"Okay, now all the major sects have sent masters to lurk around Ganxumen. We also need to act quickly to prevent the monk surnamed Ye from falling into the hands of others. Then you and I will be blamed for our death."
The scholar surnamed Song gave another instruction, and the three of them disappeared into the peak together.
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In the deep winter of the twelfth lunar month, the weather in the north is even colder, the earth is covered with silver, and many mountains are also covered with a thick layer of snow.
It was late at night, with howling winds and heavy snow. On such a cold night, not to mention the deep mountains, even some mortal towns seemed deserted and sparsely populated.
In this quiet snowy night, two black rays suddenly tore through the night sky like black meteors and rushed towards a deep mountain, finally landing in a white snowy area, where a few firelights were faintly visible. Four or five black-robed monks in the early and middle stages of the Jindan were gathered there, waiting for something with solemn expressions.
Seeing the two black rays flying in the sky, the black-robed monks were all happy and hurriedly stood up to greet them.
The black rays dissipated, revealing two young monks in the late Jindan stage, one fat and one thin.
"Brother Wang, Brother Sun, you two are finally back. We have been waiting here for a long time." The people around the campfire stood in awe of the two people riding the rainbow.
"No need to talk too much, have you done everything? If there is any omission, Uncle Wu will never let you off easily!" The thin man on the left and right asked several people with a gloomy look.
"Yes, we dare not neglect the things Uncle Wu ordered, and we have done them all. Now there are spies all over the mountain, and any disturbance will be reported immediately." A middle-aged man in the middle stage of Jindan bowed and replied.
"Very good, Uncle Wu said that if the target does not appear within a month, the Dongzhou female cultivator will be killed in public. Now you are tired after running around for several days, so go back and rest! Someone will come to take over your duty later."
The thin man said with satisfaction.
