Chapter 1397 Medical Mission

"The task of healing the spiritual grass is quite interesting."

Ye Chunyang murmured to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Xiaobao, you don't want to take on this mission, do you?"

When Yuan Yiru and the other two heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise.

"I really want to try it," Ye Chunyang said.

The hearts of the two of them jumped, and Feng Wei hurriedly advised: "How can ordinary people do the healing with spiritual grass? Most of those who went there were alchemists who knew about spiritual grass, but none of them could complete it. Fellow Taoist has to take on this task." You need to think twice.”

Thinking of those disciples who rolled down the senior sister's cave with bruises and swollen faces, Feng Wei felt a chill coming from his back.

It is said that the senior sister has been in the Taoist realm for more than ten years and is a stronger monk at the same level. If this "taoist friend Xiaobao" goes there, if the treatment is not successful, the result will be the same as those in the past. .

"It doesn't matter. There is a reward worth ten thousand immortals for this task. If you can complete it, you can probably exchange for a lot of treasures in the door." Ye Chunyang shrugged, looking indifferent.

Looking at the light monument, he immediately asked, "What is the name of the senior sister who issued this mission? Where is the cave?"

Feng Wei and Yuan Yiru looked at each other with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

But seeing "Ye Xiaobao"'s resolute expression, Feng Wei could only sigh and said, "That senior sister's name is Lin Yu, and the cave is not far from here. Fellow Taoists can reach it dozens of miles east along the dojo. "

After saying that, he couldn't help but look at "Ye Xiaobao" suspiciously, and said: "Fellow Taoist Xiaobao, Senior Sister Lin Yu is not an ordinary person. If you can't cure her with spiritual herbs here, I'm afraid she won't give up." , you still need to be careful.”

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me. I will use my discretion."

Ye Chunyang nodded, turned around and left the mission pavilion.

Yuan Yiru and Feng Wei stood there in a daze, until his back disappeared and then shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Fellow Taoist Xiaobao and Taoist Chunyang really have the same character. Both of them are so unfathomable and unpredictable."

Feng Wei smacked his lips, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"These two fellow Taoists are indeed extraordinary, but I always feel that this fellow Taoist Xiaobao is a little strange." Yuan Yuru said.

"Junior sister, what do you mean by this?" Feng Wei was surprised when he heard this.

Yuan Yiru pondered for a while and said: "I can't tell, but have you noticed that fellow Taoist Xiaobao's behavior is very similar to that of Ye Chunyang?"

Feng Wei was startled.

Looking at the direction in which "Ye Xiaobao" disappeared, Feng Wei thought about it and frowned slightly, "Hearing what my junior sister said, I also have a vague feeling. Sometimes when facing this Taoist friend Xiaobao, if it weren't for their different appearances, the two of them would be different. They appeared together, almost making people think they are the same person.”

Yuan Yiru's eyes flickered, and his heart became more and more alarmed.

But then she shook her head and said: "It seems that we have really overthought it. Fellow Taoist Ye Xiaobao and fellow Taoist Ye Chunyang are clearly two people. Perhaps it is because they have been getting along for many years, so their personalities are somewhat similar."

"makes sense."

Feng Wei thought it was true and nodded without thinking any more.

…

Following the direction pointed by Feng and Wei, Ye Chunyang came to a spiritual vein not long after crossing the dojo.

The spiritual vein occupies a very large area, several times the size of his cave. Walking along the mountain, you can smell a faint fragrance of flowers. There is a bluestone attic at the top, with clouds of spiritual energy around it, and there is obviously a spiritual gathering circle.

"The master of this cave is also proficient in the art of array formation, but this spirit gathering array is too low-level. It is a waste of the excellent spiritual veins of the upper-level cave."

Ye Chunyang's consciousness swept away and he shook his head slightly.

Judging from the trajectory of the spiritual energy gathering around the cave, Ye Chunyang could tell at a glance that it was the effect of being blessed by the magic circle. However, it was obvious that the person who set up the array was too low-handed. If he had been the one to arrange it, the spiritual energy here would have immediately increased several times.

"Is this person here to heal the spiritual herbs?"

Before approaching the bluestone attic, a voice came from inside, with a touch of spiritual pressure, and it was obviously a bit shocking.

Ye Chunyang was a little amused that this spiritual consciousness could not reach the perfect state of Daoji Realm, but he dared to show off in front of him, a master of soul cultivation in the middle of the out-of-body experience.

He replied indifferently: "That's right. Fellow Taoist, please open the ban."

There was silence in the bluestone attic for a while, then a ray of fire flew out and turned into a talisman suspended in the air. Then a faint spiritual wave appeared in front of Ye Chunyang, which lasted for a moment and then quickly dissipated.

Then the talisman shook slightly and flew back into the attic again and disappeared.

Ye Chunyang looked up and walked up calmly.

As soon as I stepped onto the attic, I suddenly heard a few muffled "bang bang" sounds, followed by a miserable howl. Several people flew out of it, face down, with their legs spread wide, and they fell solidly into the mud.

By the time they struggled to get up, several of them had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and looked in a miserable state.

"A bunch of trash, instead of saving my Qingzhilan, it has withered even more. How can I spare you!"

Ye Chunyang was watching this scene in surprise when he saw a woman from the attic walking out with a cold face, looking at the people with extremely cold eyes.

"Sister, spare your life!"

"I do have experience in cultivating spiritual grass, but Senior Sister's Qingzhilan has exhausted its vitality and is unable to recover. We have tried our best."

Several people looked at the woman in fear.

"If that's the case, why do you want to take over my mission?" The woman became more and more frightened and angry.

Several people were speechless.

Although this Senior Sister Lin has a fiery personality, her appearance is one of the best among the outer sects. It can't be said that she came here just to get close to the other party and catch a glimpse of her beauty, right?

That would only make the end even more miserable.

Ye Chunyang glanced at the woman, with an oval face, a black flowing gauze dress, long hair, a cold temperament, and a cold look between her eyebrows. Her cultivation has reached the perfect Daoji realm.

After looking at the cold and beautiful woman for a few times, Ye Chunyang looked at the disciples again and shook his head with a sigh.

Among these people, there is also one who has perfected the Daoji realm, but his breath is empty and obviously has a lot of water.

Compared with the cold and beautiful woman, whose breath is condensed and sharp like a sword, this person is obviously much weaker.

However, it is probably because these disciples are proficient in some pharmacology and alchemy, so they accepted the task and came here to perform the spell. It’s a pity that they failed to cure the spiritual herbs of the cold and beautiful woman as they wished.

Hearing the sighs beside them, the bruised and swollen disciples realized the existence of Ye Chunyang and immediately turned their heads to look at him.

It doesn’t matter if Ye Chunyang sighs unintentionally, but they can’t stand it in the eyes of several people, and their faces turn cold.

"Boy, why are you sighing? Can you save Sister Lin Yu's spiritual herbs?"

A handsome young man glanced at Ye Chunyang with a proud look on his face.

Being able to come here shows that the other party is also here for the task of healing spiritual herbs, but this boy is obviously looking down on them. How can they tolerate it with their previous arrogance?

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly.

It was interesting that he was targeted by the other party for just sighing casually.

However, a few low-level cultivators in the Dao Foundation Realm were insignificant in his eyes, and he was too lazy to pay attention to them.

At this time, Sister Lin Yu opposite was also looking at him, with a slightly surprised look.

In the past, male disciples who saw her were either afraid of her or admired her appearance, but the other party looked calm as usual, which made Lin Yu look at him a few more times.

"Are you also proficient in cultivating spiritual herbs?" Lin Yu asked.

"I know a little bit." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.

"Really?" Lin Yu looked at him and said calmly, "If you can't save my Qing Zhilan, do you know what the result will be?"

"Of course I know." Ye Chunyang said calmly, "Daoyou, don't worry, I came here to treat your spiritual herbs."

"Daoyou is very confident." Lin Yu was a little surprised.

Sensing the other party's suspicion, Ye Chunyang simply released his breath, and his cultivation of the perfect Dao Foundation Realm was revealed.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang was also in the perfect Dao Foundation Realm, Lin Yu's expression eased a little.

This person looked calm and seemed very confident. I don't know if he really had the confidence or pretended to be indifferent to win his special treatment.

"No matter what the reason, since this person dared to accept my mission and come here, I think she has some ability. Let's see if she can save my spiritual herbs. If she just comes here to pretend like these animals, she will definitely be in trouble."

Lin Yu is very confident in her cultivation.

They are both in the perfect Dao Foundation Realm. Looking at the outer sect, there are no more than five people who can compete with her.

"Hmph! You are so arrogant. Cultivating spiritual herbs is not something that can be done by cultivation alone. We have been studying alchemy for many years. In terms of cultivation pharmacology, few people in the entire outer sect can compare with us. Even we can't save Senior Sister Lin's spiritual herbs. What are you capable of?"

The handsome young man felt that Ye Chunyang's cultivation was not low, and the targeting in his eyes was slightly reduced, but he still said sarcastically.

"Yes, in terms of pharmacology cultivation, Senior Brother Yang can be ranked in the top five in the outer sect. Even he can't save Senior Sister Qing Zhilan. This person is probably going to be kicked out by Senior Sister."

"Hehe, maybe he really has some unknown means, otherwise how dare he be so arrogant?"

"..."

Beside the handsome young man "Senior Brother Yang", several other disciples who had achieved great success in the Dao Foundation Realm echoed and mocked Ye Chunyang.

The handsome young man enjoyed the flattery of the crowd. After tidying up his robe, he raised his head proudly.

Ye Chunyang shook his head in his heart. He did nothing, but was regarded as arrogant by these people. He could not help but feel speechless.

However, Ye Chunyang was not willing to explain. After looking at "Senior Brother Yang" and others, he said lightly: "It is just a matter of effort to save a spiritual herb. It can be done easily."

After saying this, "Senior Brother Yang" and others were stunned.

Lin Yu also looked at Ye Chunyang with a surprised look.

Since she offered a bounty mission, many people have come, but no one is as confident as the man in front of him.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. Since you dare to boast like this, we have to see what kind of magical power you have to dare to say such a crazy thing?"

"Senior Brother Yang" was so angry that he laughed. With his means of cultivating spiritual herbs, he dared not be so arrogant, but the other party was so confident. If he could not save Qing Zhilan later, there would be a good show to watch.

Ye Chunyang had no intention of arguing with him.

At this time, Lin Yu looked at him, turned and walked into the bluestone attic, and said: "Come in with me!"