Chapter 1077 Level 4 Demon Spirit
Ye Chunyang glanced several times in the valley, then looked at the three white-haired men, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He frowned slightly and said, "Is this the thing in the valley you asked me to come here for?"
After hearing this, the three white-haired men thought that the man who just pretended not to know was really teasing them. Fortunately, he didn't do anything extraordinary, otherwise they would be in big trouble.
The white-haired man smiled bitterly but also had a serious look on his face, and said, "Fellow Taoist has clearly seen the thing in the valley. I wonder if you are sure to subdue it?"
"It's just a demon spirit, what can't I take down?" Ye Chunyang snorted coldly and said lightly.
The three of them were delighted when they heard this. But Ye Chunyang spoke again: "It's not impossible to help you capture this demon spirit, but I never do business at a loss. What's the benefit to me after capturing this demon spirit?"
The white-haired man was startled, and the woman and young man next to him also looked at each other, and then looked at Ye Chunyang with a strange look.
After a long time, the white-haired man said: "I made it clear in the letter when I sent the message to fellow Taoist before. As long as fellow Taoist is willing to help, not only will the relationship between you and my Tianpuppet Sect be cancelled, but we will also I offer another golden spirit crystal. The best spiritual material for refining the treasure is a treasure that has been treasured by our clan for generations. Have you forgotten?"
"Tianpuppet Sect?" Ye Chunyang's heart moved, "It seems that I have indeed returned to the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty."
In his impression, the Tianpuppet Sect is a second-rate sect near Xiaoleiyin Temple. It has been studying puppetry for generations. Since he is here, it means that he is already in the realm of Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty.
But he didn't reveal anything, he just narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Oh, I have always been forgetful, so I naturally don't take this trivial matter to heart, but since you are willing to take out the Golden Spirit Crystal, I might as well take action once."
Golden spirit crystals are the best materials for refining attack treasures. Ye Chunyang is currently short of magic weapons and plans to collect a new batch of spiritual materials and then refining some spiritual treasures. Since these three people have come to his door on their own initiative, how can he refuse.
Moreover, the things at the bottom of the valley had something to do with him, and he was planning to go down and explore it.
"If that's the case, then I can cast spells and form an array to help you catch the monster!" The three white-haired men were very excited, and they were ready to fight.
In order to track down this demon spirit at the bottom of the valley, they had spent a lot of energy, and even the golden spirit crystals passed down from generation to generation were presented to Ye Chunyang as reward. Now that the other party was willing to help, they were naturally very excited.
But Ye Chunyang's next move surprised them.
He waved his hand and said: "No need, you guys wait here, I can go down alone."
"Fellow Taoist, you want to go down by yourself?" The white-haired man's heart skipped a beat and he said in shock: "That demon spirit has a fourth-level intermediate cultivation level, which is comparable to that of a mid-level Nascent Soul monk. Its strength should not be underestimated. If Taoist friend goes alone, I’m afraid it will be a bit risky to go down.”
"Why, you guys can't trust me? If that's the case, you guys can do it yourself." Ye Chunyang said disapprovingly.
The three of them looked stiff.
The white-haired man thought for a while, then said with an embarrassed smile: "Fellow Taoist, you are joking. How could the three of us not trust you? Since you insist on going alone, I will wait here."
After a pause, he said solemnly, "But that demon spirit was transformed into a spirit by someone and is very cunning. We'd better set up a formation here to prevent it from escaping. It's safer this way."
"It's up to you!"
Ye Chunyang was noncommittal, and after taking another look at the depths of the valley, his figure swayed, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards it, and quickly disappeared in the black air.
The white-haired man pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.
"Senior brother, what should we do now? Will letting him go down alone..." The expression of the woman surnamed Wen changed, and she spoke in a low voice.
"Junior sister, do you think this person will swallow up demon spirits?" The white-haired man's eyes flashed.
The woman surnamed Wen whispered: "I have also heard that this person has a weird personality. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but just now you all saw that he is indeed as angry and unpredictable as the rumors say, and that demon spirit is extremely important to our sect, so we can't No defense.”
The white-haired man was silent.
After staring at the valley for a while, his expression gradually became gloomy, and he said: "At this point, we can only choose to believe him. Of course, if he really plans to swallow up the demon spirit, the worst we can do is break the pot and tell the news to the sky. Shan Na people, when the time comes, everything will be dead and no one will be able to get any benefits!"
The woman surnamed Wen and the young man looked at each other, with a cold look on their faces.
At this time, the white-haired man said again: "Although we don't know the situation in the valley at the moment, we must not wait foolishly. You two can follow me to set up the formation to prepare for any emergencies."
The two nodded upon hearing this, and immediately dispersed, holding various formation tools in their hands.
While the three white-haired men above were busy preparing, the scene at the bottom of the valley was quite different.
Outside a huge stone cave filled with black air, Ye Chunyang emerged from the light, looked behind the cave entrance and walked in with a sneer.
At this moment, something unexpected happened. The moment he stepped into the entrance of the cave, the void suddenly distorted, and the surrounding scene changed in an instant. The original cave was no longer there, but instead turned into a raging sea of fire, with blazing waves of fire coming from across the surface, like To burn everything.
In this ferocious sea of fire, a normal person would be afraid that his body would be incinerated in an instant, but Ye Chunyang stood there motionless, his hands behind his back with a calm expression.
"It's too whimsical to even try to trap me with just an illusion."
With a sneer, Ye Chunyang flicked his fingers, and a talisman flew out of his sleeve.
Only the sound of falling rain could be heard, and thousands of rays of light shot out from the spiritual talisman. The violent spiritual power was inspired and turned into a shocking rain curtain, rushing down wildly, extinguishing the surrounding firelight in less than a moment.
This is an upper-level talisman that Ye Chunyang refined in Black Rock City not long ago. It contains water spells. The illusions in front of him are just some low-level spells. They can trap others, but it is impossible to deal with him.
As expected, under the impact of this water talisman, the surrounding area twisted again, the sea of fire disappeared, and the cave filled with black energy reappeared.
A "whoosh" sound!
Before Ye Chunyang could take any action, suddenly a demonic wind swept over him, and then there was a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and a powerful spiritual impact stabbed Ye Chunyang's sea of consciousness.
Ye Chunyang's face showed a slight surprise. The opponent actually used spiritual attacks instead of spiritual power spells. However, the expression on his face did not change, and a strange jade talisman appeared with one move with one hand.
The magic formula was pressed on the jade talisman, and an invisible soul force surged out from it crazily.
This jade talisman is the ancient soul talisman that he accidentally obtained from the Taiyuan Huan family many years ago. It has never been used, and it can come in handy now.
An invisible light wall was formed to block the outside, and the rapid mental impact was suddenly shattered without a trace, and everything was calm in the blink of an eye.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Chunyang's footsteps never moved an inch.
However, after the attack, Ye Chunyang also put away the soul talisman and showed no intention of attacking again. Instead, he smiled faintly towards the cave and said, "Is this how fellow Taoists treat old friends when they come to visit?"
"Huh?"
As he finished speaking, a sound of surprise came from the depths of the cave, and then a cold wind came from it. A mass of demonic mist suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chunyang, from which a pair of red-gold eyes were revealed, which were floating up and down. Look him over.
After a moment, a word of surprise came out from the demonic mist: "Brother Ye! It's really you!"
Before he finished speaking, the demonic mist suddenly rolled unsteadily, and then dissipated in all directions with a "bang", revealing the shadow of a young man. This man had a strange appearance and a graceful demeanor, but he seemed to only be in the form of a soul.
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Ye thought that Brother Lingfeng had died long ago, but he didn't expect to meet here." Ye Chunyang looked at the young man in front of him and remembered the time he broke into Qianxu Gate alone to rescue Luo Qingcheng's body more than a hundred years ago.
The person in front of him was the snake demon, Lingfeng, who he met and was transformed into a spirit when he was lurking in Qianxu Gate.
At that time, Lingfeng's body was defeated by the ancient demon, and only Yuanling escaped. He thought he would not survive for a few days, but he did not expect that he was still alive to this day, which really surprised Ye Chunyang.
It was precisely because they felt that his aura was familiar before that they made a mistake and allowed the three white-haired men to mistakenly think that they were the ones they were waiting for and took the opportunity to come down to investigate.
Now that he saw Lingfeng in this state, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. It was said that the other party's reduction to this point had something to do with him.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that Brother Ye's aura is much more powerful after not seeing him for many years. It seems that his cultivation has improved a lot. When Ling first met Brother Ye, he felt that he was extraordinary. I didn't expect you to be even more unexpected than I expected." Lingfeng clicked his tongue. Sighing, he still remembered that when Ye Chunyang broke into the Qianxu Gate, it seemed that he had just broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his aura was still a bit unstable. But now he has become more calm and restrained, and his magical power has increased by more than a tiny bit.
Ye Chunyang looked at Lingfeng without explaining anything. After a moment, he asked: "Why are you here? Are you being chased by the Tianpuppet Sect again?"
Ye Chunyang couldn't believe it when he first discovered the spirit wind's aura. Although his physical body was broken up, his fourth-level intermediate demon spirit was on par with a mid-level Yuanying monk. It’s really incredible that the monks are chasing him.
But what surprised Ye Chunyang was that Lingfeng had a strange look on his face after hearing this: "Tianpuppet Sect? Are you chasing me? Where did Brother Ye hear this?"
"What? Brother Lingfeng doesn't even know that he is being hunted, right?" Ye Chunyang frowned, feeling weird.
Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed loudly: "I'm afraid Brother Ye said this to make me angry, right? I have heard about the strength of the Tianpuppet Sect, but it is just a few monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous for a second-rate sect to hunt me down? Even though Ling is a little more depressed now, I can still swat him to death with just a few hands.”
