Chapter 1225 Walking on the Snow

After Wang Ling left, many people in the audience were interested in Xue Po Dan and came to ask Ye Chunyang one after another.

But in the end, they were all daunted by Ye Chunyang's request.

Next, Ye Chunyang stayed in the field for several more hours. After he really gained nothing, he put away the banner and walked out of the field.

Although I didn't get enough sword-making materials, I didn't gain anything this time.

The innate spiritual copper in Miaoshou Pavilion is a clue.

When we came out of the Exchange Square, it was already dark.

Ye Chunyang did not return directly to the inn, but walked along the lake outside the city.

When the lanterns are turned on, the night view is charming.

It was the depth of winter at this time, and the lake was covered with a layer of snow and had already frozen. People were playing happily on the lake and setting off fireworks, which was a lively scene.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Ye Chunyang was admiring the beautiful night scenery, the sound of wind surged in the darkness, and a man suddenly jumped out.

Then there was a rustle around him, and three more people appeared one after another, surrounding Ye Chunyang.

"Fellow Taoist, we meet again."

A sinister laugh rang out, and it turned out to be the young man in gray who lent the banner to Ye Chunyang during the day.

"Brother, what are you doing here to find me?"

Ye Chunyang was very interested. When he came out of the trading square, he felt that this young man was following him.

These people were also seen in the square during the day, and they once wanted to buy Shebolol from themselves.

"Hehe, my Taoist friends must also know the purpose of my visit, so why ask even though you already know." The young man in gray said with a sinister smile on his face.

The three people next to him also faintly approached Ye Chunyang, looking at him with evil eyes.

Among these people, there were two middle-aged men, an old man, and the remaining one was a young woman. They were close to the young man in gray, smiling, and they looked like his Taoist companions.

All five of them are at the eighth level of Qi refining.

"Hand over the Snow Soul Pill and I will spare your life!"

The old man stood up with a sinister smile, and a handleless short blade in his hand made a hissing and cutting sound, which was fierce and intimidating.

"So you all want Snow Soul Pill." Ye Chunyang looked at a few people in a funny way.

"If not, why would we bother following you all the way here?" The woman next to the young man in gray chuckled.

She was wearing heavy makeup and was extremely coquettish. When she said this, the young man in gray obviously looked at her approvingly.

Ye Chunyang touched his chin and said curiously: "This is Yunlan City, you dare to kill people on the street?"

"So what about Yunlan City? Do you think that fighting here is prohibited like those Xiuxian cities where big forces from all sides work together to maintain it?"

"In these secular cities, who will know if I kill you and then burn your body to wipe out all traces?"

The young man in gray sneered coldly.

"Xiuxian City?"

Ye Chunyang turned his eyes, and it seemed to be similar to what he had guessed. Lindu City, Yunlan City, and even the entire Silver Moon Kingdom were just secular realms. No wonder Zhou Yuntian dared to set up an ambush in the city when he was in Lindu City.

"Stop talking nonsense, I haven't drank blood with this Lingji Sword for a long time. If you don't want to be sacrificed today, just hand over the Snow Soul Pill. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The old man played with the handleless short blade and said expressionlessly.

"I have promised Xue Po Dan to Miaoshou Pavilion, and you don't have what I want, so I can't give it to you."

Ye Chunyang shook his head.

"court death!"

The old man's face darkened.

The young man in gray clothes and others also had a cold look in their eyes, and they stepped forward one after another. The cold murderous aura filled the night sky.

…

At this time, on the other side of the lake, a woman was sitting cross-legged, with her hands in a mudra, and there was light flashing around her body, as if she was bathed in the moonlight.

Her appearance is not absolutely beautiful, but she is delicate and gentle, and her eyes are soft and as light as autumn water.

This woman was holding a baby girl in her arms, and the baby was screaming "baaaaah". She was playing beside her mother while she was practicing.

After a moment, the aura around the woman dispersed. She touched the baby girl's chubby little face lovingly and said, "Okay, mother has finished practicing today, Yao'er, let's go home."

The baby girl was very happy, giggling and threw herself into the woman's arms, and rubbed her face affectionately, making the woman smile.

At this moment, the baby girl suddenly paused, turned around and looked somewhere, blinked her bright eyes and became quiet.

"Yao'er, what's wrong?"

The woman looked at her daughter in surprise.

The baby girl danced her hands in a certain direction and kept saying "beep" and "beep" in her mouth, as if she was expressing something.

"Do you want mom to take you there?" Mother and daughter talked to each other, and the woman quickly understood what her daughter was referring to.

The baby girl nodded happily.

"Okay, okay, you playful kid, I'll do whatever you want, mother."

The woman scratched her daughter's snow-white nose and made a strange sound.

"Huh? Is there a monk fighting?"

Not long after walking forward, the woman's eyes narrowed and she looked towards the opposite side under a weeping willow tree. There were several breaths coming from there, and the air was filled with chills.

"It's just a few Qi Refining monks, don't pay any attention to them." The woman said and was about to take her daughter away.

The baby girl refused, lying on her mother's shoulder and struggling, and pointed at the figure in front of her.

The woman felt a little strange and paused to take a look.

"It's him?"

Only then did the woman realize that the figure surrounded by several monks was the young man who was selling sorbet pills in the trading square today.

She frowned, and after a moment of silence, she picked up the baby girl and walked over the ice and snow to the opposite lake.

In the dark night, her figure was like a blue rainbow, floating without a trace, and quickly disappeared.

…

"Boy, you are looking for death. In your next life, remember not to do stupid things that expose your money. Otherwise, you will die at the hands of others."

The old man smiled sinisterly.

Before he finished speaking, a harsh metal hissed suddenly in the air, and the handleless short blade in his hand flew into the sky, its brilliance dazzling, making the night bright.

The young man in gray and the others did not take action, they just stood aside and watched the show.

He was just a low-level monk at the third level of Qi Refining. The old man could easily kill him by himself. All he had to do was wait for the man to die and get an equal share of the Snow Soul Pill.

Ye Chunyang looked at the powerful "Lingji Sword" and shook his head inwardly.

These few young monks at the eighth level of Qi Refining are really not enough for him to kill with one hand.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to take action, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt something strange in his heart.

Two breaths are coming here, and they are somewhat familiar.

The next moment, a ray of spiritual light fell from the sky. The old man who was offering the "Lingji Sword" changed his face slightly, and saw that the spiritual light dispersed and turned into raindrops shooting out from the sky.

"Puff" was heard several times, and an astonishing aura filled the air. The "Lingji Knife" was unable to fly back under the rain, and the old man was shocked to the point where his energy and blood boiled, and he flew several feet away in embarrassment.

But obviously this mark left eight points to spare, otherwise with this powerful offensive, the old man would have penetrated countless holes and died on the spot.

"Daoji realm monk!"

When the young man in gray clothes and others saw that the old man was suddenly hit hard, their eyes couldn't help but when they looked again, they saw a woman walking through the snow on the frozen lake with a baby in her arms.

Ye Chunyang was also a little surprised.

This mother and daughter were not the first people to ask me about the Snow Pill today.

"Senior, I'm a stranger to you, why do you get involved in this?"

The young man in gray clothes also had some impressions of the woman, and immediately asked warily.

"Nothing else. I just passed by here and took action on a whim." The woman didn't even look at the people.

As she spoke, she looked back at Ye Chunyang, who was standing still, and showed a sweet smile. The baby girl also blinked her big eyes at Ye Chunyang, laughing at him like she did during the day.

The woman scraped her little nose and said to herself: "It's late at night, it's time for my Yao'er to rest. Do you want to get out by yourself, or do you want me to give you a ride?"

Her voice was calm but very strong, making the young man in gray and the others almost breathless.

"Okay, since senior has also fallen in love with Xue Po Dan, I will naturally understand and say goodbye!"

Although the gray-clothed young men were arrogant, they were not bold enough to dare to fight with the Taoist monks. After saying this, they immediately dispersed.

Soon, the group of people disappeared into the night and completely disappeared.

At this time, the woman turned to face Ye Chunyang and said, "Why don't you run away?"

"I just planned to kill them." Ye Chunyang shrugged and said.

The woman was stunned.

Then, she covered her mouth and bent down to smile. The baby girl in her arms also turned her dark eyes and let out a string of laughter like silver bells.

Ye Chunyang's expression remained as usual. He could feel that this woman had no ill intentions towards him. Otherwise, with his level as a great cultivator of god transformation, the woman would have been dead long ago.

"Why do you think you can kill them?" the woman stopped laughing and asked.

"It's just a few at the eighth level of Qi Refining. I go up to heaven and earth, pick up the stars and the moon all in one thought. Killing them is like killing a chicken, it couldn't be easier." Ye Chunyang said.

The woman was stunned again.

But he soon laughed again, nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist is very interesting."

She originally wanted to ask Ye Chunyang why he didn't show respect to her and claim to be a senior when he was clearly only in the Qi refining stage, but now there was no need.

"My name is Xiang Weiqing, and this is my daughter Yao'er. What's your name?" the woman looked at him and asked.

"I'm Ye Chunyang." Ye Chunyang said.

"Ye Chunyang...this name is quite special."

She looked at Ye Chunyang.

"Those people have their eyes on you, and they probably won't let it go. Seeing that you are alone, you will definitely not be able to escape their pursuit. Why don't you follow me and hide for a while."

The woman said calmly.

"Follow you?" Ye Chunyang was a little surprised.

"Yes, even though I don't have much foundation in Yunlan City, it's more than enough to protect you, a kid at the third level of Qi Refining."

The woman smiled and nodded.

He looked at his daughter in his arms and said, "My daughter is in love with you. I was able to save you this time only because of her guidance. Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have been killed by their swords." As for the Snow Soul Pill in your hand, if I really wanted to take it, I’d probably have it by now.”

"Eyah!" "Eyah!"

The baby girl waved her white hands towards Ye Chunyang, looking at him with a look of anticipation.

Ye Chunyang didn't pay attention to the woman's words. When he met the baby girl's clear eyes, he felt a little warm in his heart and his expression became gentle.

"Thank you very much, Miss Xiang." He nodded.

"Miss Xiang?"

The woman seemed to be smiling, but she didn't care. She held her daughter and walked along the lake.

Ye Chunyang touched his nose and followed slowly.