Chapter 1202 Master Bai

In a wing of Nie's house, Mrs. Zheng was also restless.

Just now a servant came to report, and the news was consistent with what Qi Mubai had received.

Zhou Yuntian died.

The good-for-nothing son of the Ye family returned home safely.

"How can it be?"

"How could Zhou Yuntian die in the hands of that kid? Could it be that the master hidden next to him is a strong man with perfect Taoist realm?"

Mrs. Zheng was deeply shocked.

Zhou Yuntian was a level stronger than her. Even she was no match. Unexpectedly, she was like his men, gone and never came back.

"I have already investigated the details of the Ye family. There is no master of this level. Who is helping him?"

"I heard from Qi Mubai that that boy seemed to know Master Cheng. Could it be that he was responsible?"

Mrs. Zheng was pacing back and forth with an uncertain look on her face.

She never expected that the man named Ye would have Cheng Ye's support. With Cheng Ye's reputation, she didn't dare to openly oppose him.

"It seems that I have to find out what the relationship between this boy named Ye and Cheng Ye is. If Cheng Ye is really helping behind him, things will get tricky..."

Mrs. Zheng murmured and shouted softly at the door: "Come here!"

"What are your orders, madam?" A maid came in respectfully.

Looking carefully, this maid is the one responsible for taking care of Ye Chunyang's food and daily life in the other courtyard.

"Tell Mr. Wu to keep an eye on the boy named Ye and report any news at any time." Mrs. Zheng said with a cold face.

The maid's eyes flashed, she said yes and hurriedly left.

…

"After cultivating it for a period of time, the Blood Vine Ganoderma and Ice Mysterious Leaf finally have fifty years of spirituality. Using this as a medicinal guide, the Qi Restoration Pill refined should be enough to last for a while."

In the other courtyard, Ye Chunyang was looking at several spiritual herbs with strong spiritual energy, feeling satisfied in his heart.

These spiritual herbs were given by Fatty Qian of Yunbao Tower not long ago. In addition to some precious medicinal materials used to improve cultivation, some of them can be used to refine the Qi Restoration Pill.

The effect of the Rejuvenation Pill is far greater than that of the spirit stone. The latter can only provide spiritual energy, but the Rejuvenation Pill can restore vitality in a short time after swallowing it, which is indispensable for monks.

Although Ye Chunyang's soul and body are both in the state of becoming a god, his spiritual energy is still in the refining stage. If he wants to go to Tianmang Mountain to hunt for treasures in three days, these Qi Restoration Pills will become a steady supply for him. thing.

Immediately, he took out the alchemy furnace and put many medicinal materials into the furnace.

After some painstaking refining, hundreds of high-grade Qi Restoring Pills were successfully produced.

At this moment, his expression changed, and he turned his head to look somewhere outside the window, with a slight gloominess flashing in his eyes.

In a hidden corner, a figure flashed away.

Although the other party was extremely sensitive, how could he escape the perception of him, the master of spiritual transformation? That person was clearly the old man surnamed Wu next to Mrs. Zheng.

"This old man has been staring at me here. Could it be that he was sent by the Nie family to monitor me?"

Ye Chunyang shook his head and didn't care about this person.

A magic circle has been set up in his room, so outsiders can't see anything.

"However, staying in the Nie family all the time is not an option. After a while, I will find a treasured place in the Lingshan Mountain to build a cave." Ye Chunyang touched his chin and thought secretly.

Although the Nie family can provide him with training, staying here for a long time will hinder his ability to move. Only by having his own cave can he be free.

But there is no rush for this matter, everything should wait until the cultivation level is improved carefully.

"Right now, I seem to have reached a bottleneck at the eighth level of Qi Refining, so I will try to break through to the ninth level. If I can break through, I will be one step closer to the Taoist realm."

Ye Chunyang ignored the surveillance of the old man named Wu and immediately sat down cross-legged after refining a furnace of Qi-Returning Pills.

He has taken a lot of pills recently, and he has vaguely touched the bottleneck. If he practices a little bit, he should have a good chance of breaking through the ninth level of Qi refining.

At this time, a figure in gray clothes appeared from an unnoticeable place outside the courtyard. It was the old man surnamed Wu.

He frowned in confusion when he saw that there was no movement in Ye Chunyang's room.

"Strange, there is nothing unusual about this kid, and there are no other masters around him. Could it be that Master Cheng Ye is really supporting him behind his back, as Madam guessed?"

"In any case, this matter needs to be investigated clearly. If the person behind him is not Cheng Ye, this kid's life will be over."

The old man surnamed Wu's expression flickered for a moment, and then he swayed away from here.

…

There is a high mountain dozens of miles away from Lindu City.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the wind and snow are swaying, and the sky and the earth are covered in silver.

The icy cold wind howled by, and on the mountain path, a few old crows were perched on the dead branches, making eerie low calls.

"Shashasha..."

There were waves of deep footsteps coming from nowhere. They stepped on the wind and snow but did not leave any traces. It was obvious that he was a person with high cultivation level.

When the sound approached, four figures suddenly appeared.

These four people were wearing red bloody clothes and cloaks, and their faces could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

Judging from his appearance, he looks exactly like Zhou Yuntian.

The cultivation auras of these four people are also comparable to them, and they are also strong men who have reached the Dao Basic Realm.

Running all the way to the high mountain, a taller man in front stopped first, raised his head and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Seeing the tall man stop, the other three people also stopped and started searching like him.

"Where is Master Bai?" one of them asked.

"I don't know. The master did send a message to us to gather here before, but I don't know why there is no trace of him." A soft voice answered, and it seemed to be a woman.

The tall man in front listened to the conversation between the two, looked around, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The master has always been playful. Maybe he found something strange in this mountain and chased it. Maybe he will come back soon. Let's wait here."

The other three people agreed with what he said and nodded.

"Help..."

At this time, there seemed to be a faint voice.

"Hey, three brothers, did you hear someone calling for help?"

The woman listened and asked in confusion.

The tall man looked at the other two, first a little surprised, and then his expression did not change.

"It's so windy and snowy here, and we didn't hear any sound. Did you hear it wrong, sister? The master must have something important to tell us when he summoned us here. We should concentrate on waiting for the master to come and don't be distracted." The tall man said lightly.

The woman hesitated and said nothing.

She looked down the mountain. Except for the snow and wind, there was nothing unusual. Then she nodded and responded softly.

"Someone, help me..."

The few people were silent, and suddenly another intermittent voice came over.

This time, except for the woman, the tall man and the other two people could hear it clearly, and they couldn't help but be startled.

"Did you hear it? It seems that there is really someone!"

The few people looked at each other.

"There is indeed someone, and did you find that this voice seems familiar." Someone next to the tall man said.

"Go and have a look!"

The tall man waved at the few people.

The four people immediately rushed down the mountain quickly following the source of the sound.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death! Someone... Help... Who will save me..."

The four blood-stained men flew with the treasure and arrived at a valley covered with thick snow. The cry for help became clearer.

The few people looked down and saw a hand in the snow.

This hand was holding a piece of white cloth, shaking it constantly, as if it was a signal for help, but no one was seen.

"Go down and take a look!"

The tall man narrowed his eyes slightly, and several people beside him hesitated for a moment, but did not stop and quickly fell to the snow.

The woman took a strand of hair from her head and blew it gently.

With a low "hum", the long hair like a gossamer suddenly swelled wildly, emitting bursts of rich black light, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a black whip and chopped down fiercely in the snow.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar came, and the ice and snow on the ground splashed. Then only a scream was heard, and a figure was shaken out in the snow. It seemed that it should be the person who held the white cloth and called for help before.

When the woman took back the long whip, the wind and snow on the ground also subsided. Several people looked forward with doubts, and saw a young man in white sitting there with his buttocks full, howling non-stop.

"Master, Grandmaster?"

"Why is it you?"

Seeing this young man in white, the faces of several blood-stained men suddenly changed.

"You useless guys! Who hit me so hard! Are you trying to kill me?" The young man rubbed his aching buttocks and said angrily.

"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"

The faces of several blood-stained men were dry, and they knelt down hurriedly.

"Tell me! Who hit me! Are you trying to murder me?" The young man jumped up and glared at them gloomily.

This young man was fair and handsome.

He held a white paper fan in his hand, and there was nothing else on the fan, but the four big characters "Xianfengdaogu" were printed on it.

It was obviously a cold snowy day, but he kept fanning the wind, and at the same time, he couldn't stop breathing cold air, and he looked shivering with cold.

With this look, it was hard to see how he was related to the words "old man" and "Xianfengdaogu".

"This, this..."

Several people hesitated and dared not speak.

Finally, the woman lowered her head and said in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the master, it was the disciple who did it..."

Just halfway through her words, the woman felt the boy's gloomy eyes looking at her, and immediately regretted it. She kowtowed and apologized: "Master, spare my life. I didn't know that you were in there. It was really unintentional to offend you. Please forgive me..."

The woman regretted it so much.

With the master's temper, I'm afraid he will peel off my skin this time.

Unexpectedly, just when the woman had this thought, a laughing voice came from the opposite side: "Oh, it turned out to be Xiaorou. If it was you, then forget it. Master, I prefer girls over boys. If it was them, humph... I won't peel off their skin!"

The boy looked at the woman with a gentle face, but immediately frowned at the three tall men.

The four people looked at each other, wanting to cry but not daring to cry, wanting to laugh but not being able to laugh, their faces twitching, and they were stunned for a while.