Chapter 1639 Returning to the Old Home

Biyun Peak has not changed. It is shrouded in a layer of Hongmeng white mist as before, and the spiritual energy is like clouds, which Ye Chunyang gathered with the formation.

After stopping for a moment at the foot of the mountain, Ye Chunyang stepped forward.

The surrounding white mist actively divides the two sides, clearly showing the stairs inside.

Ye Chunyang was walking slowly, but suddenly felt the aura of some monks.

"He who comes is stopped!"

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the front, and several figures appeared on the stairs, staring at Ye Chunyang with cold eyes.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and looked at the people calmly.

The cultivation level of these people was not high, only the level of the Daoji Realm, but the clothes they wore made him feel familiar.

"Biyun Peak is the place where my family lives. Anyone who trespasses will only die. No matter who you are, leave now. Otherwise, you will regret it when we take action." A Daoji Realm master The leader said coldly.

"It turns out to be the Qi family."

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, no wonder the clothes were so familiar.

He is a little funny, but the Qi family is very arrogant, even daring to occupy his Biyun Peak.

Ye Chunyang ignored the others and continued to walk forward, saying: "Go back and tell Qi Fei that I will spare his life. If he doesn't want the Qi family to be destroyed, don't mess with me."

Several Qi family monks were stunned when they heard this.

The leader looked at Ye Chunyang carefully. He seemed to have a vague aura on him, as if he was just a boy with a low-level cultivation level, and he had never seen this person in Lindu City.

The leader suddenly laughed ferociously: "You don't know how high the sky is, how dare you say such arrogant words. Now I'll give you a chance. Get out of here within three breaths!"

This Biyun Peak has been empty for many years, and I don’t know how many people covet it.

From what some of the ancestors in the city said, it seems that this Biyun Peak was once the cave of a powerful man, but after that man left, it was left uninhabited for a long time.

After Qi Fei came back, he naturally fell in love with this treasure land of Lingshan Mountain, but there seemed to be a very strong restriction on the peak, and no one could enter it so far.

Therefore, Qi Fei could only send people to garrison here.

Ye Chunyang sighed helplessly.

He had no interest in taking action against these ant-like existences.

He kept walking forward.

"court death!"

Several Qi family monks were furious when they saw this.

Now the Qi family is the overlord of Lindu City, and no one dares to challenge their majesty. How dare this strange monk despise them?

The leader of the Daoji realm mobilized his spiritual power, drew a spell with his hands in the air, and was about to cast a spell on Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang didn't even raise his head, as if these people didn't exist in his eyes.

"stop!"

At this moment, light flashed in mid-air, and a figure descended from the clouds.

When several monks from the Qi family saw the person coming, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly received their instructions and saluted, "Junior and others are here to see Senior He. We didn't know that Senior He was here. We missed him from afar, so please forgive me."

The visitor, with silver hair and a long brocade robe, turned out to be Chen Shuo's senior brother in Lingmiao Pavilion, He Ming.

"A bunch of cats and dogs dare to stop Master Ye. Who gave you the courage?" He Ming scolded several Qi family monks.

Several people's faces were full of astonishment.

"Master Ye?"

The leader looked at Ye Chunyang again. He looked pretty, but his cultivation and aura were really weak. What kind of master was he?

He Ming ignored the surprise of several people, turned around and nodded and bowed to Ye Chunyang, smiled and saluted: "These ignorant juniors do not know the identity of Master Ye, so they have offended me. Please forgive me."

"Oh, now you know who I am?" Ye Chunyang said funny.

Within two days, He Ming was so respectful to him, and it was obvious that he already knew his identity.

He Ming broke out in a cold sweat and said: "Master Ye is well-known in Silver Moon Kingdom. I was blind-sighted and offensive in my words before. I really deserve to die. Please forgive me!"

"I don't want to see these people again, you can figure it out on your own!" Ye Chunyang had no intention of arguing with He Ming and waved his hands lightly.

"Yes! I will throw them back to the Qi family right now. No matter how courageous Qi Fei is, he will never dare to go against Master Ye!" He Ming responded solemnly.

When several Qi family monks heard this, their expressions changed drastically.

They didn't know Ye Chunyang's identity and didn't have much fear in their hearts. However, He Ming was different. This person was the current leader of Lingmiao Pavilion. Chen Shuo, who had claimed to have risen in recent years, was not as important as him. In front of him, they were as small as dust.

Several Qi family monks were filled with fear, but a dark shadow flashed before their eyes.

There were several "bang bang" sounds, and He Ming's expressionless palms waved continuously. Before several Qi family monks could see clearly what happened, their faces were knocked to the side, and their bodies flew up in the air without their control, turning into The little black dot disappeared.

"I have already dealt with these juniors. Master Ye, do you have any other instructions?" He Ming said honestly.

"Stay back!" Ye Chunyang waved his hand.

He Ming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and retreated down the mountain.

With every step he took, he could feel his heart beating out, and his breathing could not help but become heavier.

He Ming didn't know the other party's identity before, but he still wanted to take revenge after being slapped in the face in Lingmiao Pavilion. Now that he knew how terrifyingly powerful Ye Chunyang was, he didn't dare to mention the previous incident even if he had ten courages.

He Ming has been paying attention to the activities of the Nie family in the past two days, hoping to find Ye Chunyang to apologize in person. Originally, he wanted to come directly to the door, but today after hearing the disciple's report, Ye Chunyang left the city and came to Biyun Peak. He Ming was confused. Then he followed over and happened to see the scene just now.

Now Ye Chunyang didn't seem to hold any grudge, and He Ming was finally relieved.

But after walking a few steps, He Ming felt strange again and couldn't help but look back.

When he saw it, he suddenly looked dumbfounded.

Ye Chunyang calmly walked into the spiritual mist, and the restrictions around him disappeared silently. A square soon appeared in front of him, and the attics around it looked like a complete picture of a cave.

"I heard before that Master gave Biyun Peak to a big shot. After he set up formations on the mountain, it became a spiritual cultivation treasure place. Over the years, people have been going to the mountain to secretly use this spiritual energy to practice. But in recent years, The big shot never showed up, and may not even be there anymore.”

"Master Ye came here alone and was able to break the restrictions in the peak. Could it be that..."

He Ming's body was shaken.

He had just returned to Lindu City from abroad a few years ago and didn't know much about the previous news. Naturally, he didn't know that the owner of Biyun Peak was Ye Chunyang.

"No wonder he never puts anyone in his eyes. It turns out that in front of him, we are not worth mentioning at all."

He Ming was deeply shocked and smiled bitterly.

…

Stepping into the square, the spiritual mist closed again, and the cave he was familiar with from back then appeared in front of Ye Chunyang.

He sensed his surroundings and found that although there was plenty of spiritual energy here, due to his lack of cultivation back then, the array he had set up was not too high-level. For his current state, the spiritual energy here had little effect on him.

"That's all, just staying here for a while, there is no need to rearrange the magic circle."

Ye Chunyang shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​re-arranging the formation to gather spiritual energy.

Although the conditions in this former residence are no longer sufficient for his current cultivation, this time he only plans to cultivate spiritual grass here, and will try to return to Zhongzhou after the spiritual grass recovers.

Zhongzhou has a vast territory and rich resources, and only there can he return to the stage of divine transformation and return to the spiritual world as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he flashed to the backyard of the cave mansion.

There is a spiritual field here, with some spiritual grass growing sparsely on it, but due to lack of care, the spirituality has been lost.

Ye Chunyang swept away the sleeves and robes, and the weeds on the spiritual field were immediately cleared away.

Then, he raised his hand and waved several formation flags. There was no order in the beginning, and the spiritual energy flowing around was immediately gathered into the spiritual field.

Immediately after Ye Chunyang thought, a clone appeared out of thin air on the side.

The clone has formed elixirs in the Black Sea, but due to the breath-condensing effect of the original heavenly scripture, the aura seems to be more ethereal at this moment. People with high-level cultivation will feel that it is unfathomable, but most people with no eyesight will think that it is a cultivation. A lowly person.

Because of this, those Qi family monks thought Ye Chunyang was a weak low-level monk.

"The clone has now returned to the elixir-forming stage, but it seems that the cultivation aura is the same as that of the golden elixir-level monks in the Demon God Realm. I don't know how it will be different from the cave-heaven-level monks here when it is re-condensed in the future."

Ye Chunyang was thoughtful.

There is no difference between the cultivation systems of the human world and the demon and god world in the early stage. However, during the past few years of practicing in Zhongzhou, Ye Chunyang came into contact with many monks in the cave heaven realm. Ye Chunyang discovered that they did not practice the method of Nascent Soul, but cultivated the cave heaven in the body, and the master was in the sea to accommodate all rivers.

Therefore, Ye Chunyang gradually understood that there were some differences between the two interfaces.

The cave system of the Demon God Realm is of great help in cultivating spiritual treasures and tempering the physical body. After reaching the Earth Fairy Realm, it can be of great help in resisting the catastrophe of ascension.

The Nascent Soul system in the human world has magical powers such as Nascent Soul Escape, Nascent Soul Seizing Body, etc. However, compared to those who have advanced to become gods, their ability to resist the catastrophe of ascension has weakened a bit.

After Ye Chunyang's research, both of them have their own magical uses. When the time comes, which system to practice still needs to be carefully considered.

"I have two bodies. Can I cultivate the Cave Heaven and the Nascent Soul at the same time?"

Ye Chunyang thought with eyes exposed.

He had never thought about this before. Now that the clone has formed a pill, he must determine the next training goal.

However, Ye Chunyang is not in a hurry now. Even if the clone advances faster, it is still in the early stage of forming the elixir. Whether he chooses to cultivate the cave or condense the Nascent Soul, it will still take a lot of time. He can clearly make plans in the future.

Thinking of this, he turned around and returned to several attics.

After leaving for many years, this place has been uninhabited for a long time, and everywhere is covered with thick dust. Ye Chunyang has no choice but to cast spells with several talismans to transform into several puppets. After a while, the cave is completely taken care of. Clean and restored to its original appearance.

After a lot of work, Ye Chunyang lay down quietly in his room. Now he was just waiting for Chen Shuo to deliver the spiritual grass seeds.