Chapter 1671: Spreading to the Northern Territory

"Cultivator surnamed Ye! This is impossible! How could he kill the ancient dragon?"

In a luxurious restaurant in a small seaside town, Wang Hao said in shock.

"The news has spread throughout the city. The ancient dragon was indeed killed. The man's surname is Ye, most likely the one we met at sea." A follower next to him said.

"Has anyone said how he killed the ancient dragon?" Wang Hao's face twitched and asked in a low voice.

A cave cultivator had fallen on the nameless island, which shows how powerful the ancient dragon was. What kind of cultivation is needed to kill this beast?

"One punch!" said the follower.

Wang Hao's eyelids jumped, and his face darkened: "This dragon is a relic of the ancient times. You can imagine how strong its body is. How could he kill it with one punch? Don't lie to me."

"How dare I lie to you, brother Wang? This matter was confirmed by the monks who returned from the nameless island. That man did fight the dragon with his body, and he only used one punch to blow up the beast's head, and took away its inner elixir in front of everyone." The follower said with horror on his face.

Wang Hao could no longer stay calm.

Killing an ancient dragon with one punch, is this still a human?

The follower took a deep breath and calmed down after a long while.

He continued, "Now the city is spreading the story of Ye Chunyang. It is said that he not only killed the ancient dragon and obtained its inner elixir, but also got some kind of secret treasure from the nameless island. However, this person has great magical powers, and no one dares to covet the treasure on him..."

"Wait." Wang Hao suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, "What did you say his name was?"

"Ye Chunyang!" said the follower.

"Huh? Brother Wang, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting on the ground?"

The follower looked at Wang Hao in confusion before he finished speaking.

"Pah."

The chair under Wang Hao suddenly shattered, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his eyes wide open like a cow's eyes, revealing an extremely shocked look.

"Ye Chunyang... He is Ye Chunyang..."

"How is this possible? How could he be the first cultivator in the Northern Territory?"

Wang Hao's eyes were blank, and he kept muttering.

"The first cultivator in the Northern Territory?" The follower was even more puzzled. He had never heard of "Ye Chunyang", let alone the title of the first cultivator in the Northern Territory.

"Yes, it's him!" Wang Hao's face no longer had any trace of his previous arrogance. "I should have thought of it earlier. He is familiar with the Yan sisters, has the surname Ye, and can easily kill powerful sea monsters. Who else could it be except that person who is as great as the sky?"

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang?" The follower pushed him hard, but Wang Hao was like a puppet, lost and did not respond.

After a full half a moment, Wang Hao's eyes regained some spirit, and he woodenly told the follower about the battle in Linshan a few years ago.

"Plop!"

After listening, the follower also sat down suddenly.

"Brother Wang... I'm not saying anything bad about you. The Yan sisters actually have such a close relationship with this senior Ye, and you still covet them. This... This is probably courting death!"

The follower's face turned pale.

"Shut up! When did I covet the Yan sisters? There has never been such a thing, don't hurt me!" Wang Hao's body shook, staring at the follower.

The follower's face froze, and he shut up immediately.

He was secretly complaining in his heart, who was the one who arrogantly threatened not to take that person seriously a few days ago? Now he has changed so quickly.

In terms of shamelessness, this young master of the Wang family may have reached a certain level.

"Help me to tell them that from now on, the Yan sisters... no! The entire Yan family is our Wang family's guest of honor. Anyone who dares to disrespect them is against me, Wang Hao!" Wang Hao said seriously.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, I'll do it right away!" The follower hurried to go.

...

"Bang!"

In an inn in the city, a door was suddenly pushed open.

"Sister, it's him! It's him!"

A beautiful figure rushed into the room quickly, looking anxious, it was Yan Wushuang.

She held a jade glass bottle, which contained several pills. Even if it was sealed in the bottle, there were still bursts of pure medicinal fragrance.

After entering the room, Yan Wushuang hurriedly came to Yan Yuyan with the medicine bottle, and his face was full of excitement.

But the next moment, she was stunned and stared at Yan Yuyan.

The latter was motionless, holding a medicine bottle exactly like hers.

"Sister, he... also left you a pill?" Yan Wushuang said woodenly.

Yan Yuyan opened her mouth and nodded with a wry smile.

"Did you see him? Sister, did you see him?"

Yan Wushuang held Yan Yuyan's hand tightly.

"Just now when I returned to the room, I saw this bottle of pills left on the table. It is said that his alchemy skills are the best in the Northern Territory. Apart from him, no one can make such high-quality pills, but... why doesn't he want to see me? Is it so difficult for me to see him?"

Yan Wushuang became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end, a mist could not help but surge out of his eyes.

Yan Yuyan was shaken and sat down weakly. After a long time, she let out a long breath and shook her head and said, "I didn't see him."

"Dang, dang, dang!"

Yan Wushuang took three steps back in a row.

"Why?"

"Why is he so heartless? Doesn't he even want to see us?"

Yan Wushuang kept shaking his head, his face pale.

"Wushuang!" Yan Yuyan shouted softly, but her body couldn't help but tremble, "We and he are from two different worlds after all. To him, we may just be casual acquaintances. Why do you have to do this?"

She clenched the pill in her hand and said in a distant voice, "Maybe we should have put it down long ago."

"lay down?"

"Sister, can you let it go? If that's the case, why did my sister put on Qingyu clothes and go to his room that night?"

Yan Wushuang's complexion is full of self-mockery.

Yan Yuyan was shocked, "You...how do you know this?"

Yan Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, "That night... I was also in the courtyard."

She looked up at the window, her eyes blurred.

"I just...want to see him once, just once...even if I look at him from a distance and take a look at his appearance, that's enough."

As Yan Wushuang spoke, her eyes turned red, tears streaked down her cheeks, and she huddled by the window with her knees in her arms, her expression sad and pitiful.

Yan Yuyan fell silent.

A long time, a long time!

Yan Yuyan stood up, stared into the distance, and said, "Let's go."

"Where to go?" Yan Wushuang looked up blankly.

"Cultivation!" Yan Yuyan said: "He is too dazzling, like the scorching sun standing in the clouds. If we want to see him again, we must be qualified to stand with him."

"Wushuang, do you understand what I said?" She looked at Yan Wushuang firmly.

Yan Wushuang was stunned for a moment. After a moment, her body shook slightly, and her eyes flashed with perseverance. She nodded heavily and said, "I understand!"

…

The news of the ancient dragon being killed on the Wuming Island has been spreading in the small seaside town for more than ten days, and is even spreading throughout the Yuanzhao Kingdom. Many monks had expressions of disbelief on their faces when they heard the news.

"Ye Chunyang? Could it be the number one monk in the Northern Territory?"

"The ancient dragon's body is as strong as a vajra, comparable to a real dragon. How can he kill it with one punch?"

"I'm afraid you don't know this, right? It is rumored that about a year ago, a mysterious monk pretending to be Ye Chunyang was making trouble in the Northern Territory, taking his name and killing elders of various sects. It is said that this fake person has reached the cave heaven realm. , but was beaten alive by Ye Chunyang with physical force."

"Kill the Dongtian monk with a punch! How is this possible!"

"..."

News after news spread like a storm in the world of immortality. Everyone talked about the name Ye Chunyang with awe.

An insider even revealed that Ye Chunyang was impersonated a year ago, and then his true form showed up and killed the pretender. Although the rumor was a bit exaggerated, it was infinitely close to the truth.

For a time, Ye Chunyang's name once again spread across the Northern Territory, and his deeds were as revered as a myth.

First, he killed the cave monks, and then killed the ancient dragon. These figures were almost like gods, and no one in the Northern Territory could defeat them.

…

Waterbender.

In the cave in the upper reaches of the Linghe River, Ancestor Wuji was sitting in a bamboo pavilion, looking at a fist-sized crystal stone placed on the table. He was dumbfounded for most of the hour.

"It is indeed the Fantasy Source Stone!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you...did you really kill that ancient dragon?"

After a long time, Ancestor Wuji finally came back to his senses and looked at the young man opposite him in disbelief.

The crystal stone on the table has a mysterious appearance, emitting bursts of illusory spiritual light, and the surrounding space fluctuates violently under the light. Inorganic Ancestor is very familiar with this, it is the Fantasy Source Stone.

"When Ye landed on the island, he happened to encounter the dragon making trouble, so he simply got rid of it. It is said that this dragon did have some magical powers, and I also spent a lot of effort to kill him. Why, fellow Taoist Inorganic Is there any problem?" Ye Chunyang took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"Get rid of it easily..." The corner of the Inorganic Ancestor's mouth twitched.

Why did he feel that although Ye Chunyang said that the ancient dragon had powerful magical powers, it seemed that killing this beast was just a matter of seconds?

"Now that we have the Fantasy Origin Stone, can Guizong's teleportation array be activated?" Ye Chunyang asked instead without getting entangled in this matter.

Ancestor Wuji woke up with a start, and said with a smile: "That's natural, but even though there is the Illusion Source Stone, it will still take some time to repair it. If you don't mind it, fellow Taoist, you can stay in our sect for a few days to wait for the formation. After the repair is completed, the old man will immediately send someone to invite fellow Taoists."

"Okay! Then I will wait for news from fellow Taoist." Ye Chunyang sighed and said.

Now that things have happened, he has no choice but to stay in Shuizong for a while. Although he wants to return to Zhongzhou as soon as possible, he only has a few days left.

"Come here, quickly arrange a cave for Fellow Daoist Ye, don't neglect it!" Ancestor Wuji immediately ordered his disciples.

The disciples beside him bowed in response and hurriedly respectfully invited Ye Chunyang down.

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, got up and left Zhuting.

The cave that Inorganic Ancestor arranged for him was also in the upper reaches of the Ling River and was very full of spiritual energy. This condition made Ye Chunyang somewhat satisfied.

But when he came here along the way, he discovered another strange thing.

The young man named "Zhou Qun", after seeing him, knelt down from a distance and hit his head on the ground, looking very afraid of him.

Ye Chunyang was surprised by this.

He didn't know why this young man was like this.