Chapter 1243 Killing with a Flick of the Finger

Miaoshou Pavilion is located in a spiritual vein in the west of Silver Moon Kingdom.

The mountains are filled with spiritual energy and lush vegetation, ranking among the many treasured fairy mountains in the world of Immortal Cultivation in Silver Moon Country.

Due to the huge spiritual energy, Miaoshou Pavilion grew countless spiritual herbs and elixirs. The disciples in the pavilion were also famous for cultivating spiritual herbs. The master of the pavilion, Miaoyi Zhenren, was a slightly famous alchemist, more famous than He Laodu in Yunlan City. Still better by a few points.

Miaoyun Palace.

This is the core of Miaoshou Pavilion. The master of the pavilion and the elders guide the disciples to practice here every day, and make alchemy in the furnace.

However, there were no disciples in the hall today. There was only a middle-aged man and a young man standing opposite each other, seemingly talking to each other.

At this time, the middle-aged man was holding a pill in his hand and looked happy.

This elixir is white in color, exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, and is covered with three light patterns. It is of the highest quality.

"Master, have you really understood the method of refining this snow soul pill?"

The young man bowed his hands and was very respectful to the middle-aged man.

"The refining technique of this snow soul pill is so profound that I have never seen it before, even though I have never experienced it before. However, after so many days, I finally figured out some tricks."

The middle-aged man chuckled.

This person is the master of Miaoshou Pavilion, Master Miaoyi.

The young man below him was clearly Wang Ling who had received three Snow Soul Pills from Ye Chunyang that day in the Wanding Tower venue.

"Congratulations, Master, for understanding the wonderful method." Wang Ling celebrated.

"It's too early to say that I've understood the magic."

Master Miaoyi shook his head:

"By breaking down a snow soul pill, my teacher has discovered some methods, but it cannot be refined without a specific pill recipe. After all, we don't know the number and dosage of medicinal materials inside."

"Master, don't worry. The disciple promised that person to exchange the innate spiritual copper for his elixir recipe. Master, he will get what he wants soon." Wang Ling said hurriedly.

"Innate Spirit Copper?"

Master Miaoyi glanced at Wang Ling and shook his head:

"Wang Ling, this is inappropriate."

Wang Ling was puzzled.

"Have you ever seen what I want from Miaoshou Pavilion? Do you need to exchange your own treasure for it?"

"Just kill this little monk at the third level of Qi Refining and get the pill recipe."

Master Miaoyi said expressionlessly.

Wang Ling was shocked, his face was dazed, and he nodded respectfully: "Yes, Master, I know my mistake. I will go down the mountain to deal with this matter."

Master Miaoyi nodded, very satisfied with his disciple.

"Yeah?"

"You two want the recipe for Snow Soul Pill, so you don't have to worry so much."

Just as the master and apprentice were talking, a voice sounded outside the hall, and a man in black clothes walked in calmly with his hands behind his back.

"It's you?"

Wang Ling was slightly startled when he saw the face of the young man in black clothes, and then smiled.

Isn't this the third-level Qi-refining kid who used the Snow Soul Pill in the Wanding Tower venue that day?

I was about to go down the mountain to look for him, but I didn't expect him to come by himself.

But suddenly Wang Ling remembered something, and his expression changed: "Bold maniac! My Miaoshou Pavilion is heavily guarded, how did you get in! Someone, take him down for me!"

Ye Chunyang pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at the two of them calmly.

There was no response to Wang Ling's shout for a long time, and the entire Miaoshou Pavilion suddenly became quiet.

"Where are the people? Where are the disciples of Miaoshou Pavilion?" Wang Ling felt bad.

"There's no need to shout. Your mountain-protecting barrier can't stop me. Besides, I cast a spell when I came in and took care of all your disciples outside."

Ye Chunyang said calmly.

"What did you say?"

Wang Ling's expression changed.

He hurriedly ran out of the hall and took a look, only to see all the disciples lying there or hanging. It seemed that they had been killed for a long time.

"How is that possible?" Wang Ling's eyes widened.

Isn’t this person at the third level of Qi Refining? How to break through the barrier, and how to destroy them all in Miaoshou Pavilion without a sound?

Master Miaoyi released his spiritual consciousness for a moment, and his expression instantly turned cold.

"Aren't you a Qi Refining monk?"

Master Miaoyi stared at Ye Chunyang.

His consciousness kept detecting, but he was surprised to find that he could not clearly see Ye Chunyang's cultivation level.

"If you two still want to take out the Innate Spirit Copper in exchange for the remaining Snow Soul Pills and Pill Recipes in my hands, the transaction is still in progress." Ye Chunyang crossed his arms and looked at Master Miaoyi face to face and said.

"joke!"

"You, a mere low-level monk, want to negotiate a deal with our Miaoshou Pavilion. Do you have the qualifications? You have the wisdom to obediently hand over the elixirs and prescriptions. This will save you from some physical pain!"

Wang Ling sneered solemnly.

Although he was shocked that Ye Chunyang killed countless disciples in the blink of an eye, in fact, these disciples were only around the third or fourth level of Qi Refining. In the past, they only did the work of cultivating spiritual grass, and killing them was nothing.

"What if I don't agree?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"Don't agree?"

Wang Ling chuckled.

"Since you asked, I don't need to hide it from you. We do have a piece of innate spiritual copper in Miaoshou Pavilion. Unfortunately, we have never planned to do any transaction with you. We can take the elixir and prescription in your hand at any time. Come, it’s just that the master has been studying your elixir during this time.”

"Now that you're here today, do you think you can get out alive?"

Ye Chunyang sighed lightly and shook his head: "I originally thought that this matter could be resolved amicably, but I didn't expect that in the end it would have to rely on means. In this case, your Miaoshou Pavilion can be removed from the world of immortality starting today."

"You said you want us to expel you from the Miaoshou Pavilion?"

Wang Ling was stunned, looking at Ye Chunyang as if he was looking at a fool who was talking to himself:

"You don't think that you will really become our enemy just because you killed a few disciples in the pavilion?"

Miaoyi Zhenren, who was in the front, was also shocked, and then disdainful.

"You seem very happy?" Ye Chunyang glanced at Wang Ling.

"Of course I am happy!"

"I was thinking about whether it would attract other people's attention if I came to Lindu City to look for you. Now you come to me, saving me a lot of effort. Do you think I should be happy?"

Wang Ling laughed.

Before he finished speaking, his face changed!

"Boom!"

A loud sound resounded in his mind, and Wang Ling felt an incomparable spiritual pressure descending from the sky. In an instant, it was as if a mountain was on his shoulders. Cold sweat flowed down, and his legs knelt down with a "thump". The corners of his mouth, ears and nose were all bloody, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

Wang Ling raised his head with difficulty, and met only Ye Chunyang's indifferent gaze from beginning to end.

He did not move at all.

"Are you still happy now?" Ye Chunyang looked down at Wang Ling, who was kneeling in front of him with blood flowing from all seven orifices, as if he was looking at a weak ant.

"You..."

Wang Ling raised a trembling hand, stared at Ye Chunyang with wide eyes, but only said one word, and then fell over.

In the end, he did not understand why he died after being only looked at by Ye Chunyang.

"Can we talk about the deal now?"

Ye Chunyang took out a bottle of Xuepo Pill and a jade slip, placed them on the table in front of him, then looked up at Miaoyi Zhenren and said.

"Good, very good, I didn't expect Wang Ling to be wrong, and he deserved to die."

The disciple died in front of him, but Miaoyi Zhenren was indifferent, instead looking at the pills and pill recipes displayed by Ye Chunyang with interest.

"You want the innate spiritual copper, I can give it to you."

After a pause, Miaoyi Zhenren said slowly, while his hand in his sleeve secretly injected spiritual power into a jade talisman.

The jade talisman flashed and soon disappeared without a trace, and no unusual sound was heard.

Ye Chunyang sat silently without speaking.

At this time, a yellow light appeared in Miaoyi Zhenren's hand.

A piece of meteorite copper about two inches long floated up and down, and then it was thrown barehanded and flashed in front of Ye Chunyang.

"The innate spiritual copper is here, just take it."

Miaoyi Zhenren looked very generous.

Ye Chunyang looked at the innate spiritual copper, but did not take it, but smiled playfully.

"Why, don't you want this innate spiritual copper?" Miaoyi Zhenren frowned.

"Of course I want the innate spiritual copper, but it's a pity that fellow Taoist doesn't want to give it to me so easily." Ye Chunyang sighed and said, "Since the other fellow Taoist is here, why not show up together."

After saying this, Miaoyi Zhenren's eyes were cold.

At the same time, a stern shout came from outside the hall: "Young man! You dare to kill my disciples, don't even think about leaving the Miaoshou Pavilion today!"

Before the voice fell, the person arrived first.

An old man in black robe with an ancient appearance appeared in the hall, and his cold momentum was directly pressing towards Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang glanced at the old man. This man was a perfect cultivator in the Dao Foundation Realm, and with the Taoist Master Miaoyi's Dao Foundation Realm, his momentum was really not small.

"You want to trade with me for the innate spiritual copper, but in the end you want to rob me. Is this what you call the morality of your sect?"

Ye Chunyang shook his head in his heart.

In the final analysis, the Miaoshou Pavilion came to him for this transaction, but unfortunately the other party went back on his word and wanted to use tough means to take the pill formula from him. As expected, no matter where you are, people's hearts are always difficult to guess.

"Hmph! Fairness is only established between the weak. As long as you are strong enough, no matter how many tricks you have, you will have to surrender."

"Boy, you still have a chance to kneel down and repent now, otherwise when I and the Supreme Elder take action, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will not be able to escape death today!"

Miaoyi Zhenren said grimly.

"Strength is indeed the foundation of survival."

Ye Chunyang was bored for a moment and didn't want to say anything more. He just said lightly:

"I said that from today on, you Miaoshou Pavilion will be removed from the world of immortal cultivation. Now I will send you two on your way."

"Arrogant!"

The black-robed old man was furious on his face, and a round of vigorous aura burst out from his body.

With just a roar, the whole Miaoyun Hall trembled under his profound cultivation, and the brick and tile floor was covered with fine lines.

But before he could cast a spell, an amazing scene appeared in front of him.

Ye Chunyang in front of him walked leisurely, with his hands behind his back and walked towards him.

The aura released had no effect on him at all.

"What?"

The old man in black robe was shocked.

Just as he was about to make a hand gesture, he suddenly screamed. When Ye Chunyang raised his hand lightly, his body flew out of the hall and turned into a black dot and disappeared in the distance. It seemed that he was blown away tens of thousands of miles.