Chapter 1505 Qingyun Wing

"Do you have any other Qingling leaves?"

Ye Chunyang couldn't help but re-examine the young alchemist after hearing what he said.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang finally looked him in the eye, the young alchemist's face was filled with pride, and he said, "To be honest, I do have some Qingling leaves in my hand. As long as you are willing to exchange, I am willing to give them all to you."

"If that's the case, why didn't you take them out two days ago?" Ye Chunyang looked at him with a smile.

The young alchemist's expression froze, then he smiled awkwardly without explaining anything.

Ye Chunyang was too lazy to ask, and directly stretched out his hand and said, "How many Qingling leaves do you have? Take them out and let me see?"

"That depends on whether you still have your spiritual herbs in your hand?" The young alchemist said with a chuckle.

Ye Chunyang smiled, "Do you think I will give you spiritual herbs before I see your Qingling leaves?"

The young alchemist was stunned.

He thought that he was in the upper hand and Ye Chunyang would definitely lower his posture and compromise with him so that he could benefit from it. Unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang did not buy it at all.

The young alchemist hesitated for a moment, looked at Yu Guzi, whose face was cold behind Ye Chunyang, sighed, and took out a long wooden box from his Qiankun bag.

He almost forgot that these two people had killed Qin Long, so how could he afford to offend such a fierce and evil spirit.

"All my Qingling leaves are in here, Daoist friend, you can use your spiritual sense to detect and verify the authenticity." The young alchemist said honestly.

Ye Chunyang glanced at the wooden box and his spiritual sense swept it slightly.

After a moment, he was a little surprised, but soon calmed down, retracted his consciousness and said lightly: "You want more than one hundred-year-old spiritual grass from these Qingling leaves?"

"Yes." The young alchemist chuckled and said: "With the number of Qingling leaves in here, how about exchanging two spiritual herbs for you?"

Ye Chunyang was not surprised to hear this, and nodded after a moment of silence: "Okay."

After saying that, he took out two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs and threw them to the young alchemist without any hesitation.

"You are really straightforward!"

Seeing Ye Chunyang so decisive, the young alchemist was stunned at first, then overjoyed, and handed him the wooden box without hesitation.

Ye Chunyang took the wooden box, threw it into the Qiankun bag without looking at it, and then closed his eyes and sat still again.

Just now, he had counted it with his consciousness, and there were eight Qingling leaves in the young alchemist's wooden box, which was far more than expected, enough to refine the Qingxin Pill.

As for the two spiritual herbs, they were just the leftovers from refining pills on weekdays. They were worthless to him, so he naturally had no regrets about making this deal with the young alchemist.

The young alchemist got the two hundred-year-old spiritual herbs as he wished, and his face was full of ecstasy. He put them away carefully and prepared to leave.

"Huh?"

Just as he moved away, the young alchemist suddenly paused, looking at the bottle of pills placed on the table by Ye Chunyang with a look of surprise.

After taking another look, the young alchemist was suddenly shocked.

"Longevity Pill!"

The young alchemist stared at the pill in the bottle, then looked up at Ye Chunyang, with incredible eyes, "Daoyou, this pill... is made by you?"

Ye Chunyang nodded calmly.

"He can actually make a longevity pill! How is this possible?" The young alchemist was stunned for a while.

The name of the longevity pill, all alchemists know, this pill can extend life for a hundred years, but it is extremely difficult to refine. Even if the materials are complete, it must be a master-level level to succeed. Even the elders in his family can't do it.

This person in front of him looks young, but is he a master of alchemy?

The young alchemist's heart was filled with shock and could not calm down for a long time.

"Longevity Pill?"

The young alchemist's voice was not loud, but many people heard it. Suddenly, a lot of eyes fell here, looking at the pill on Ye Chun's balcony, with disbelief in their eyes.

Then, these eyes gradually became greedy, and the surrounding cultivators suddenly rushed here.

"It's really the Longevity Pill! This is a pill that can increase a person's life by a hundred years!"

"This person can actually refine such a miraculous pill, it's really incredible!"

"When did such a young master of alchemy appear in the world of cultivation?"

"..."

Ye Chunyang's stall was surrounded by people in an instant, and the eyes of the cultivators were red, staring at the Longevity Pill with greed.

There were even a few spiritual transformation cultivators with a faint light flashing in their hands, and they couldn't help but grab it, but the yellow-robed fat man behind Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, and they all shrank back.

The scene of Qin Long being killed two days ago left a deep impression on them. Unless they were masters who had reached the perfect level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, no one dared to provoke these two evil stars.

"Someone can actually refine the Longevity Pill?"

In front of the square, Ling Huo and a group of Medicine God Sect elders were cleaning up the table. When they heard the commotion from the crowd, they couldn't help but look surprised, and then walked over here.

"It's really the Longevity Pill!"

Seeing the pill, Elder Ling Huo's expression suddenly condensed.

He looked at the person selling the pill in front, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Is it him?"

"It seems that what the great elder said is right. This person is indeed an alchemist, and his alchemy skills are beyond ordinary people."

Elder Ling Huo nodded secretly.

"Daoyou, how do you plan to make this Longevity Pill?" Seeing the crowd surrounding him, the young alchemist secretly regretted in his heart and quickly asked Ye Chunyang.

Alchemists spend most of their energy on the path of alchemy, and it is difficult to take care of their spiritual power. Naturally, their progress is slower than that of ordinary cultivators, so they are at a disadvantage in terms of life span. Therefore, the attraction of the longevity pill to them is simply irresistible.

Although this pill can only be taken once, and the second time will have no effect, they still flock to it.

Countless alchemists have also exhausted their efforts to refine a longevity pill, but the main medicinal material, ice source grass, is really rare, and many people eventually gave up.

After the young alchemist asked, the others also looked at Ye Chunyang eagerly, as if they wanted to swallow this longevity pill on the spot.

"What do you have?" Ye Chunyang asked back.

The young alchemist never expected Ye Chunyang to ask this question, and was speechless for a while.

His eyes flashed, looking at Ye Chunyang, his mouth silently saying something.

Ye Chunyang frowned as he listened to the young man's voice transmission. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "No."

The young man was startled, gritted his teeth unwillingly and sent some more voice transmissions.

Ye Chunyang did not answer, and his face seemed to be thinking.

The young alchemist saw this and thought that there was a chance.

But before he could smile, he saw Ye Chunyang shook his head again and said, "Daoyou's treasure is not enough to exchange for the life pill with me. If Daoyou has nothing else to exchange, please leave!"

The young man's face was livid, and he hurriedly sent another voice transmission, but this time Ye Chunyang did not respond.

In the end, the young alchemist could only sigh and leave the crowd dejectedly.

Everyone saw the scene of the two people's telepathy. After seeing the young alchemist leave, someone else immediately sent a voice transmission to Ye Chunyang, and the content was all about the treasures that they thought could be exchanged with him.

Judging from the conversation between the young alchemist and Ye Chunyang just now, the other party was obviously fishing, willing to take the bait, and through the telepathy, he was not afraid of revealing his treasure.

Ye Chunyang listened to the offers of these people one by one, either silently thinking, or directly refusing. After more than half an hour, no one could take the longevity pill.

In the end, most of the cultivators could only retreat with reluctance.

This can't be blamed on Ye Chunyang. The treasures reported by those cultivators were either too low-level or the attributes were not in line. None of them were pleasing to him, so he naturally sat there.

Ling Huo stood outside the crowd, with a dark light flashing in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"I want to see if this kid will agree to my conditions?"

Ling Huo was silent for a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he was about to send a telepathy.

But at this time, his eyes fixed, looking at a woman who appeared on the scene with a look of surprise, and then stopped his telepathy.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, can this pill be exchanged with this little girl?"

At the same time, Ye Chunyang, who was listening to the telepathy of the crowd, suddenly heard a familiar voice in his mind.

Ye Chunyang looked up and saw that it was indeed Gu Qian.

"It's fine to exchange with Fairy Gu, but I don't know what treasure the fairy has in her hand?" Ye Chunyang replied.

"Daoyou, take a look at this thing?" Gu Qian walked closer and raised her hand lightly, and a stream of light flew towards Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang raised his hand and grabbed it, and a green light pattern appeared in his palm, floating up and down. Looking closely, it turned out to be the shape of a pair of wings, emitting an amazing wind attribute.

"What is this?"

Ye Chunyang's heart moved. Judging from the fluctuations emitted from the wings, it seemed to be something between reality and illusion, which seemed to be very helpful for escape.

"This is the Qingyun Wing, which is made from the wings of the ancient spirit beast Qingluan. This wing contains various wind-attributed secret treasures and spells, which can be integrated into the body for cultivation. Once it is sacrificed, it can shrink the earth into an inch and travel thousands of miles in an instant." Gu Qian pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, "How about exchanging this wing for the Taoist's longevity pill?"

Ye Chunyang looked at this "Qingyun Wing" for a long time without speaking.

After a while, he clenched his palm and said, "Deal!"

After saying that, he snapped his fingers and the longevity pill flew in front of Gu Qian.

The cultivators nearby saw this scene and their eyes almost cracked.

"She actually got the longevity pill?"

"What treasure did this female cultivator get? We almost took out all our family assets, but this person was unwilling to hand over the pill. How could she give the pill to her so easily?"

"Where is justice! Where is justice!"

A group of people beat their chests and stamped their feet.

The conversation between the two was in an isolated restriction, so outsiders could not detect it. They only vaguely saw Gu Qian release a stream of light, and then after the two talked for a while, the transaction was completed.

Gu Qian, who received the longevity pill, showed astonishment on her jade face, looking at Ye Chunyang in disbelief: "There is a restriction on the Qingyun Wing, don't you need me to remove it for you, fellow Daoist Ye?"

"Oh, don't bother the fairy, I have just removed the restriction on this wing." Ye Chunyang said calmly.

After the words fell, the light in his palm flashed, and the Qingyun Wing disappeared into the body.

Gu Qian was suddenly stunned.