Chapter 1251 Crushing the bones and scattering ashes
Biyun Peak.
The spiritual energy is like fog, the drizzle of rain falls from the sea of clouds, and the grass and trees in the mountains are lush and green.
In the past six months, the number of cultivators who come to the foot of Biyun Peak to practice secretly has not decreased at all, and many have come here because of the name of the foundation-building pill, just to ask for a pill from the master.
Unfortunately, since the sale of the top-grade foundation-building pill, Master Ye has never appeared again, and no one dares to set foot on Biyun Peak easily.
It's just that when the spiritual energy in the peak is increasing day by day, the people who come here to practice have more and more respect for Master Ye.
But one day half a year later, an unexpected change happened here.
The spiritual energy on Biyun Peak, which was originally extremely rich, suddenly became scarce.
Everyone looked up and saw that the sea of clouds above was slowly dissipating, and it was no longer the same as before.
Just when everyone was surprised, a thunderous sound rang out in the peak, and a dazzling sword light flashed.
The light was extremely fast, and it rushed into the clouds in a flash. However, the spiritual pressure from the sword made everyone at the foot of the mountain pale. They were pressed to the ground like dead dogs and could not get up for a long time.
"This spiritual pressure is so strong!"
"Could it be that the person who controlled the sword just now was Master Ye!"
Everyone trembled physically and mentally, and did not dare to look up.
Half an hour later, the sword light fell on the top of a snowy mountain a few miles away from Lindu City.
It was Ye Chunyang.
A flash of spiritual light flashed behind him, and another figure appeared.
It was his clone, Ye Xiaobao.
Compared with half a year ago, Xiaobao's eyes were more lively and wise.
"The second soul is indeed difficult to cultivate. Even if the spiritual energy of Biyun Peak is exhausted, it cannot be condensed. It seems that in order to cultivate this technique, I need to find another place to practice."
Ye Chunyang sighed lightly.
Since Qingmu left, he has been practicing the second soul technique in seclusion.
However, he underestimated the spiritual energy required for this tactic. Even if the Taiqing Wuxiang Formation was set up in Biyun Peak, it could only plant a trace of spiritual wisdom in Xiaobao's sea of consciousness.
However, Ye Chunyang was not surprised by this. When he cultivated the second soul in the human world, he had already cultivated the Nascent Soul. Now his cultivation is only at the Daoji Realm. Even if the main soul has reached the Out-of-Body Stage, it will take more than one day to condense the secondary soul.
Although soul cultivation does not rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Ye Chunyang cultivates the spiritual energy while cultivating the soul. Under the double consumption, his true essence will naturally be exhausted soon. The spiritual energy of Biyun Peak is far from enough for his cultivation.
"There is a high-level spirit gathering formation in the Lingxian Mansion. The spiritual energy is not inferior to that of Biyun Peak. If I go there to practice, I should be able to improve."
After muttering, Ye Chunyang flipped his hand and a black ink-colored bead emerged.
This bead is surrounded by this invisible wave, which transforms into various phantoms like a ghost. It is the soul-capturing bead that he got from the Nether Soul Beast.
The Soul-Snatching Orb absorbs the souls of the wronged and possesses extremely strong soul power. Putting it in Xiaobao's body for cultivation can just strengthen the soul and help condense the second soul.
Moreover, this bead can be used as a magic weapon. The main body already has eighty-one swords of death, so it is just right for Xiaobao to control this Soul-Snatching Orb.
With a flick of his hand, the clones merged and Ye Chunyang rode the sword again.
At this moment, two escape lights suddenly appeared in the distance.
The people in the escape lights also found him, with vigilance in their eyes, and sent their spiritual sense to scan him through the air.
But they found that he seemed to have a low level of cultivation, and the other party's spiritual sense detection quickly withdrew and flew away directly.
Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, ignored it, and continued to move forward.
But suddenly, he stopped and looked back at the direction where the two people fled, with a little surprise on his face.
...
In the sky above a dense cedar forest somewhere, two middle-aged men were holding a girl and driving a magic weapon to fly quickly.
One of the two men was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a white robe, with a cold face.
The girl they held hostage looked about one or two years old, with her eyes closed, as if she was under a spell.
"Brother Situ, could that person just now be the helper of that bitch?"
Flying through the jungle, the black-robed man spoke with a somewhat uncertain tone.
"So what? You saw just now that the person's cultivation level did not fluctuate much. He was probably just a low-level cultivator. How could he threaten you or me?"
The white-robed man sneered.
"That's true."
The black-robed man seemed to think it was reasonable, and he smiled casually and said nothing more.
The white-robed man looked at the girl in his arms and said, "Anyway, the bitch has been severely injured by us, and now she is surrounded by our people. She will definitely not survive. As long as we take the girl back smoothly, the mission can be completed."
"Brother Situ, what you said makes sense."
The black-robed man agreed deeply.
As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed man's face suddenly changed.
A figure appeared in front of him at some point, and it was the young cultivator just now.
The kidnapped girl also woke up at this time, looking at the person opposite with a pair of clear eyes, shouting "Ya Ya Ya", very happy.
"Boy, dare to block the road here, are you looking for death?"
The two people's faces sank.
Ye Chunyang looked at the girl and said lightly: "Let her go."
"What did you say?"
The two were stunned.
"Before I change my mind, boy, get out, otherwise you will regret it later." The black-robed man said sinisterly.
"I haven't changed my mind yet. If you take the initiative to let her go, it's still in time." Ye Chunyang had no expression on his face, as if he was looking at two ants that could be crushed to death at will.
Hearing this, both of them laughed.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
The black-robed man suddenly raised his hand.
There was a loud "boom" sound, and the surrounding spiritual energy was boiling. A palm print several feet long flew down from the sky.
Both of them had reached the minor success of the Dao Foundation Realm, and could control the spiritual energy with a wave of their hands. This kid who came out of nowhere dared to provoke them. He simply didn't know how to live or die.
The next moment, the black-robed man's face changed drastically.
The power of his palm was not bad, even the cultivators of the same level had to retreat three feet, but it fell on the young man opposite, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without a single wave.
"How is it possible?"
The black-robed man's eyes were about to pop out.
Before he recovered from the shock, he saw Ye Chunyang take a step forward, and the black-robed man only felt a domineering aura coming over the sky.
"Crack!"
The black-robed man seemed to hear the sound of his bones shattering all over his body. His face turned pale and he knelt on the ground with a "thump".
"You?"
The white-robed man saw this scene, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.
The other party's breath crushed the black-robed man with the same cultivation level as himself to pieces. At this time, even the dumbest person could see that this young man was not an ordinary person.
In horror, the white-robed man didn't care about anything else and immediately took the girl and fled for his life.
"Brother Situ! Don't run!"
"This senior is a master! Kneel down and beg for mercy with me quickly, so there may be a way to survive." The black-robed man saw the white-robed man running away, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
The white-robed man didn't care about so much, and he used all his spiritual power desperately.
Just after escaping a few steps, the white-robed man suddenly stopped, looking at the silver flying sword that pierced through his chest with horror.
"Bang!"
The white-robed man didn't even scream, and turned into a blood mist and exploded on the spot, leaving no bones. Then the flying sword shone brightly, holding the girl and falling back safely.
"Senior, spare my life!"
The black-robed man was like being in a cold cellar, trembling all over, without any of his previous majesty.
He couldn't imagine how a seemingly weak boy could have such terrifying strength.
"You were so majestic just now, why are you kneeling down to beg for mercy?" Ye Chunyang looked down at the black-robed man.
"I didn't know that you were a master from the outside world. I offended you with my words. Please forgive me!"
The black-robed man kept kowtowed to apologize.
"You seem to be quite sincere. I can consider keeping you..." Ye Chunyang thought for a while and said.
The black-robed man was overjoyed.
But before he could show his joy, his heart, which had just risen, immediately fell into a bottomless ice cave.
"Forget it, I was going to keep your body intact, but you actually used such a vicious spell as the Yin Sha Curse on a two-year-old child. Since you are so cruel and vicious, I will grind you to ashes."
"You...how do you know that we planted the Yin Sha Curse on her?"
The black-robed man was horrified.
Unfortunately, his question would never be answered. Ye Chunyang raised his hand and waved it. Heavy flames spread down. The next moment, he turned into a pile of flying ashes and disappeared.
Although Ye Chunyang's spiritual power is only at the small success of the Dao Foundation Realm, with the cultivation level of the Spiritualization Stage, killing two cultivators of the same level is like killing a chicken.
Ye Chunyang withdrew his hand indifferently and looked at the girl next to him.
At this time, a black light was looming in the girl's eyebrows. Ye Chunyang pointed a finger, and a huge soul power poured into the girl's body. Soon, the black light gradually disappeared.
"Fortunately, this Yinsha curse is not high-level, otherwise her young body would be seriously injured."
Seeing the girl's spell lifted, Ye Chunyang felt relieved.
This girl was "Yao'er", the daughter of Xiang Weiqing whom Ye Chunyang met in the Wanding Club.
At that time, she was just a young baby girl, but now she has grown two small tiger teeth, which makes her even cuter.
Ye Chunyang turned back only to find that she was held hostage by two men in black robes.
He picked up the girl and asked, "Why did you fall into their hands? Where is your mother?"
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The girl seemed to have a good impression of Ye Chunyang. She rubbed his face affectionately, uttered vague words, and then pointed in a certain direction with anxiety in her eyes.
Suspicion flashed across Ye Chunyang's face.
Mother and daughter are connected by heart. The girl's action should be telling him where Xiang Weiqing is.
Ye Chunyang looked in that direction and said, "Hold on tight. I will take you to find your mother."
The girl was very happy and held Ye Chunyang's sleeve tightly.
Ye Chunyang flicked his finger, and a sword of death flashed out, taking the girl away through the air.
Following the girl's direction, Ye Chunyang passed through the clouds and mist. After a while, he suddenly heard the sound of magic tools colliding and spells impacting. The girl looked down anxiously, her expression tense.
Ye Chunyang frowned and looked down from above. He saw several figures fighting in a valley somewhere. The surging spiritual energy impact rolled up the snow.
Among those figures, he suddenly found a familiar breath.
