Chapter 1440: Changes in the Medicine Garden

Several errand disciples woke up again, looking around in confusion, not knowing what had happened, and couldn't remember where Junfeng had gone. Only Ye Chunyang and Ye Xiaobao were developing the spiritual field.

Everyone was surprised for a moment, but seeing that there was nothing unusual, they continued to work hard.

Ge Qing only gave them one month, and they didn't want to be whipped.

…

While Ye Chunyang was acting low-key in the medicine garden as an errand disciple, Guan Ruoruo was opening a letter in the bamboo forest of Yuqing Peak and reading it carefully.

At this time, there was another beautiful woman in the room, Nie Xin.

Guan Ruoruo looked at the letter, her expression changing, at first she was a little surprised, then she was shocked, and finally she was silent.

Then, a flash of fire flashed in her hand, and the letter turned into ashes and disappeared.

"Did Fellow Daoist Ye really ask you to deliver this letter?" Guan Ruoruo looked back at Nie Xin.

"To Uncle Ruoruo, this letter was indeed asked by him to pass on to you." Nie Xin nodded, looking a little unnatural.

The girl in front of her seemed young and her spiritual power was not very high, but she was a soul cultivator in the early stage of soul shaping, comparable to a cultivator in the small success stage of soul transformation, and was above her in terms of seniority.

Moreover, she was the daughter of the elder of Yuqing Peak, Yichen Daoist, and had a noble status.

Compared with her, Nie Xin was just a grassroots from the Northern Territory, with no background and no backing.

However, Nie Xin never felt inferior. The world of immortal cultivation speaks with strength. Everything that others have now, as long as you work hard, you will get it one day.

"Did he say anything?" Guan Ruoruo asked.

"No." Nie Xin shook her head and said, "He just asked me to pass this letter to you."

"What is your relationship with him?" Guan Ruoruo asked again.

Nie Xin was stunned and did not answer.

"Yes, I remember that Sister Yu once said that Fellow Daoist Ye came from the Northern Territory, and you are also a cultivator in the Northern Territory. You should have known him for a long time, right?" Guan Ruoruo seemed to remember something, smiled softly, and said.

"Yes."

Nie Xin nodded.

The relationship between her and Ye Chunyang was hard to explain. Since Guan Ruoruo thought so, let her think as she wished.

Guan Ruoruo blinked her bright eyes and said curiously: "Daoyou Ye is really a strange man. Since Junior Nie has known him for a long time, I think he knows a lot about him. Can you tell me about him?"

"Uncle Ruoruo also knows him, doesn't he know him?" Nie Xin said.

Guan Ruoruo sighed and said: "Daoyou Ye and I are just casual acquaintances. It's just that he helped me save the spiritual tree. I have always been grateful to him, but I don't know anything else about him."

"So that's it." Nie Xin felt strange in her heart, but didn't reveal anything.

After a moment of silence, she recalled the time they spent together in Lindu City in the past, and casually said Ye Chunyang's "identity".

Of course, the identity Nie Xin mentioned was Ye Yun.

Although she knew that Ye Chunyang had never been Ye Yun, Nie Xin did not mention his real identity at all, and even made up some of it.

She could see that Guan Ruoruo just wanted to know more about Ye Chunyang and would not really delve into it. Whether she believed this or not was entirely up to her.

Guan Ruoruo listened attentively and did not doubt it.

Guan Ruoruo knew Ye Xiaobao, while Nie Xin knew Ye Chunyang, but the two were actually the same person. All the information combined together, strangely, there was no misunderstanding at all.

Finally, Nie Xin said: "Master, do you have anything else to ask? If not, Nie Xin will take his leave first."

"No more." Guan Ruoruo pursed her lips and smiled lightly, saying: "If you see him again, you can tell him that what he said in the letter, I will consider it."

Nie Xin nodded slightly, said nothing, and went straight out of the bamboo house, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Guan Ruoruo watched her leave, and a thought flashed across his eyes.

"Water Qilin!"

Half a moment later, Guan Ruoruo waved to the outside of the door.

A few muffled "dong dong" sounds were heard, and the huge body of the water unicorn appeared outside the bamboo house, prostrating itself respectfully.

"Carry me to see my father!"

Guan Ruoruo mounted the back of the water unicorn and ordered.

The water unicorn made a humming sound, stomped its four hooves on the ground, and clouds and mist suddenly appeared under its feet, and flew away to a place with majestic spiritual energy in the peak.

...

After a busy day, Ye Chunyang returned to the residence arranged by Ge Qing at night.

The Junfeng incident was just a small episode, which had no effect on him. It was just that the other servants were surprised by Junfeng's sudden disappearance. After all, this person was a direct disciple, and it was really strange that he disappeared so strangely.

Ge Qing also came here for this reason, but left in a hurry after the inquiry was fruitless.

Compared with these trivial matters between disciples, he was facing a big trouble at the moment, so how could he have the leisure to take care of other things?

On the way back to his residence, Ye Chunyang looked at the spiritual fields where the spiritual energy was exhausted for a moment, and his brows frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that the loss of spiritual energy here was a bit strange, completely unlike Lin Yu's Qingzhilan, which withered because of the lack of the spiritual formation. It seemed that there was something hidden in it.

And Ge Qing was in a hurry, and there was obviously a secret on him. Maybe it was related to the exhaustion of these spiritual fields.

Ye Chunyang didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but now there was no clue about the Tianxuan Mountain Curse Seal. If he could master more secrets of Kunlun Ruins, it might be helpful to explore the curse seal.

After sitting quietly in the room for a while, Ye Chunyang waved his hand to set a ban.

Then his mind moved, and the main soul escaped from the body and sat in Ye Xiaobao's body, and then disappeared.

Just as Ye Chunyang was secretly spying with his clone, Ge Qing was stomping back and forth in a loft in the medicine garden, looking uneasy.

There were several disciples kneeling in the hall. Their cultivation was not high, only about the minor success of the Dao Foundation Realm, but they were wearing gorgeous brocade robes with alchemy furnaces tattooed on their chests.

They were obviously alchemists.

"Waste!"

"A bunch of waste!"

"It's been so long, and there is still no solution. The most precious medicinal materials in Kunlun Ruins are planted in those spiritual fields. The first real person and the great elder Deng Xuan attach great importance to this. Now these medicinal materials are withering day by day, but you have no way to deal with it. What use do I have for you?"

Ge Qing roared.

Several alchemy disciples lay on the ground, trembling physically and mentally, and no one dared to answer.

Ge Qing was a deacon on the surface, but he was also a senior alchemist, who could be considered a master in the outside world.

With his alchemy skills, he could have taken on the position of elder, but Ge Qing had always been indifferent to orders, and even more disliked getting involved in sect disputes, so when Haode Zhenren and Dengxuan Taoist rewarded him, he only asked for the position of deacon, saying that he would learn alchemy in the medicine garden for the rest of his life and would never participate in any sect affairs.

The recent large-scale withering of spiritual herbs made him anxious. Although Haode Zhenren and Dengxuan Taoist had secretly summoned him to tell him that there was an abnormality in the Life and Death Gate and that the drying up of the spiritual fields was most likely related to the Life and Death Gate, Ge Qing was still anxious.

After all, there were thousands of spiritual herbs in those spiritual fields, and each one was his hard work.

Moreover, these spiritual herbs were rare and could be used to refine high-level elixirs. They were absolutely priceless in the outside world. How could he accept that they were destroyed in an instant?

"I'll give you three more days. Within three days, if you don't find a way to restore the spirituality of these spiritual herbs, none of you will survive!"

Ge Qing said viciously.

Several disciples trembled, and they all had a hard time speaking.

They were the best alchemists in the inner sect. It was not that they did not want to stop the spiritual herbs from drying up, but that the matter was so strange that even if they were proficient in the cultivation of spiritual herbs, they were helpless.

Now Ge Qing was using them as a scapegoat, which was really unfair to Dou E.

Looking at their bitter faces, Ge Qing became more and more irritated. He smashed the tea set on the table and prepared to leave angrily.

Several alchemists prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to speak, let alone raise their heads.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the ground under their feet trembled violently. Ge Qing had just walked to the door, and his face suddenly changed. He felt a strange force coming from the ground, and the whole medicine garden was shaking and heaving, and the attic was shaky.

"Not good, the abnormality has occurred again. I'm afraid that the spiritual herbs in the spiritual fields will wither again!"

"Now several spiritual fields have dried up. If more spiritual herbs wither, I'm afraid I won't be able to report to the sect this year."

"..."

The expressions of several alchemists also changed drastically.

But they seemed to be familiar with this, and they quickly calmed down after the initial shock.

Ge Qing's face was gloomy.

Staring at the shaking ground under his feet, he said with a flash: "Let's go! Follow me to the spiritual fields!"

The previous abnormalities have caused huge losses to the medicine garden. Judging from this vibration, the abnormality is stronger than before, which makes him feel bad.

Several alchemists looked at each other, not daring to delay any longer, and hurriedly followed.

...

Using the clone to become invisible, Ye Chunyang came to the spiritual fields where the spiritual energy was exhausted and released his spiritual sense to perceive.

"The gathering array here is intact, and the spiritual energy is also normally transported to the spiritual field, but why is the spiritual energy in the spiritual herbs lost so much?"

As his spiritual sense detected, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with a bit of surprise.

With his experience, he had never seen such a situation before.

"Empty cicada leaves, purple cloud flowers, ice flame grass... these spiritual herbs can be used as the main medicinal materials for high-level elixirs. It's a pity. I don't know if I can get some seeds to cultivate them myself?"

Looking at these withered medicinal herbs, Ye Chunyang shook his head secretly.

It's a pity that such precious spiritual herbs withered like this.

If there are these spiritual grass seeds, through the magic of the spiritual spoon, they can grow into more than three hundred years in a few months.

"Boom!"

Just as he thought so, there was a deafening roar from the ground.

Just as Ye Chunyang was about to investigate what happened, he saw a fierce suction force gushing out from the ground, and the thousands of spiritual herbs in the spiritual field that were already on the verge of withering were cut off on the spot.

"So this is the reason why the spiritual field is exhausted."

"But where does this vibration come from? It actually absorbed all the spirituality in these spiritual herbs?"

Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely understanding the reason.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the spiritual field?"

"Come on, take this guy down!"

Just as Ye Chunyang was thinking, he suddenly heard several loud shouts from behind.

Ye Chunyang lowered his head and looked at himself, his face suddenly darkened.