Chapter 179 Killing and Rescue

After his soul returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Chunyang could not help but collapse and sit down. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he looked extremely weak.

He forced himself to sit aside, poured a sip of tea, and stared at the corpse of the old witch silently.

Originally, with his cultivation, even if he sealed dozens of flying swords and attacked secretly, it would be difficult to fight against the old witch.

Fortunately, before being teleported to the Chaos Demon Realm, his soul refining technique had reached the second level, which could kill the opponent silently.

Despite this, he also exhausted all his energy.

If he could not kill the old witch with one blow just now, the opponent would only need to destroy his body, and his soul would not be able to return. After a while, he would become a wandering ghost, and even his consciousness would dissipate.

Therefore, this battle was extremely dangerous for him, and using his soul to leave his body was also a desperate plan.

Fortunately, he won in the end.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chunyang picked up the Qiankun bag from the old witch and carefully examined it with his consciousness.

There are quite a few elixirs and magic weapons, all of which are top-grade, and there is also a volume of supreme magic formula.

Ye Chunyang opened the scroll and studied it for a long time, with a look of joy on his face.

This method is the "incarnation technique" that the old witch just performed, which can teleport in an instant. Such a mysterious body technique is definitely a means of saving life.

He put it in his pocket without hesitation.

However, he is more concerned about the key points of the "Spiritual Acupoint Treasure Formula". This old witch would rather tear her face apart to keep this method secret, which shows how important this method is.

After searching in the Qiankun bag for a while, Ye Chunyang really found a complete scroll, but when he opened it for study, he was greatly shocked.

"It turns out that this Spiritual Acupoint Treasure Formula can actually form a spiritual acupoint in the body to convert spiritual power into magic power, which can greatly increase the success rate of advancing to the magic power period, but it is only suitable for men to practice."

Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised. At this time, he finally understood why the old witch must practice this technique herself.

It turns out that this method can only be practiced by a male masculine body, and women cannot practice it. That is why the old witch wants to use his body to condense the spiritual orifice, and then use it to replenish his spiritual energy when his magic formula is complete. At that time, she can take a shortcut to advance her magic power. It is indeed a great calculation.

"This spiritual orifice treasure formula is so magical. If I practice diligently in the future, after reaching the late stage of foundation building, it will be much easier to transform spiritual power into magic power?"

Ye Chunyang showed joy.

If he had not killed this old witch, he would never know the secret of the spiritual orifice treasure formula.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate immortals. I don’t know how many talented immortal cultivators can’t make any progress in their lifetime after building their foundation.

Now with this complete spiritual orifice treasure formula, he can lay the foundation for his future cultivation of magic power.

I thought the spiritual orifice treasure formula was just a useless magic spell, but I didn’t expect it to have such a wonderful use. No wonder the old witch took so much pains to urge me to practice. This is really an unexpected gain.

Moreover, after losing the main body, the shortcomings of the Origin Heavenly Scripture that the two bodies cannot complement each other in cultivation are becoming more and more obvious. Now the progress is very little, it is better to focus on this secret for the time being, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Ye Chunyang was secretly surprised.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the medicine field: "Disciple Shang Weiyun, I want to see Uncle Biluo, and I beg Uncle to open the forbidden method!"

Ye Chunyang's mind moved, and he immediately poured out a bottle of corpse powder to deal with the body of the fairy Biluo, and then cast a spell to restore the cave.

This old witch is the alchemist of the Huaxue Sect. If the news of her death is heard by the high-level of the sect, it is better to hide this matter temporarily for fear of causing a storm, and make plans later.

After handling everything, Ye Chunyang immediately opened the magic circle and welcomed the newcomer into the cave.

After confiscating all the items of the old witch, the forbidden method was naturally under the control of Ye Chunyang.

However, when the forbidden method was opened, he was a little surprised.

There were more than one person, four of them were carrying a stretcher, on which lay a young man with a painful face, and this person looked familiar to Ye Chunyang.

"Who are you? We are here to see Master Biluo."

All the people who came were disciples in the outer sect Qi Refining Stage, and they could not tell Ye Chunyang's foundation building level. Seeing that he was unfamiliar, the leader asked arrogantly, and the voice was the person who just called himself Shang Weiyun.

Ye Chunyang remained calm and pretended to be serious on the surface: "I am Ye Xiaobao, a true disciple of Master Biluo. The master is out collecting herbs and has not returned yet. If you have any questions, just tell me."

The young man surnamed Shang was surprised when he heard this, and looked at Ye Chunyang with suspicion.

After a moment, he seemed to remember something, and said with surprise: "You said your name is Ye Xiaobao? Are you the new disciple captured by Master Biluo a few years ago?"

"That's me." Ye Chunyang said indifferently.

The young man was even more surprised. He looked at Ye Chunyang for a while and then laughed strangely, saying, "You were captured by the uncle master, but you are still alive today, and you are accepted as her disciple? This is the first time in history."

There was a hint of ridicule in his words.

Ye Chunyang frowned and replied unceremoniously, "Brother, if you doubt the truth of what I said, please go back. The old man of the master is really not here."

Just after a fierce fight, Ye Chunyang didn't want to get entangled with them, so he ordered them to leave.

The young man surnamed Shang was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant. It seems that he is really the new disciple of the uncle master Biluo?

Looking at the injured young man on the stretcher, he weighed it for a few times and said in a cold voice: "Since you are the disciple of Uncle Biluo, then I will speak frankly. This is my senior brother Zhang Sanqi. He was seriously injured in a fight with others. If he is not treated as soon as possible, his life may be in danger. I wonder if you can contact her and inform her of the situation?"

"Zhang Sanqi?"

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang finally remembered why the injured young man looked familiar.

It turned out that the other party was the senior brother named Zhang who introduced him to the homework room that year. At that time, he had a good impression of this person, but now it seems that if he can't get effective treatment, he can't last more than three hours.

Ye Chunyang rolled his eyes secretly.

The old witch Biluo made pills for Huaxue Sect because she had the support of the sect and the resources of the sect were at her disposal. She came here just as a passer-by, but she didn't have the slightest intention to get involved in the affairs of these demons.

Moreover, the old witch had been killed by him. If he wanted to contact her, he could only go to the Western Paradise to find her.

Ye Chunyang wanted to send the Shang boy away.

However, when he saw Zhang Sanqi dying, he hesitated again. Finally, he sighed and stepped forward and said, "Can I take a look?"

"You?"

The Shang boy showed doubt and looked at Ye Chunyang with contempt. He said, "Brother Zhang's injury is extraordinary. How can you treat it with your little Taoism? It's better to inform Uncle Master as soon as possible to avoid delaying Brother Zhang's injury."

Ye Chunyang glanced at this person and sneered in his heart.

With his alchemy skills, Zhang Sanqi's injury seemed serious, but it was nothing to him. Whether to treat or not was entirely up to his own preference.

If it weren't for Zhang Sanqi being an old friend, he wouldn't bother to do it.

Ignoring the Shang boy, he took out a pill from his Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Zhang Sanqi's mouth after checking.

Although he had no feelings towards the Huaxue Sect, Zhang Sanqi was not a bad person after all, and Ye Chunyang could not stand by and watch him die.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang ignored him, the young man surnamed Shang's face darkened and he said angrily: "Boy, do you know why Senior Brother Zhang was injured? If you use medicine on him without authorization, if something goes wrong, you will not be able to bear the responsibility!"

Ye Chunyang turned his head indifferently, his expression calm, waved to the man, and said: "I have fed him healing pills, he will wake up soon, you can go."

How could the young man surnamed Shang tolerate Ye Chunyang's blunt tone, and he was about to scold him coldly in anger.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly showed a look of shock.

Hearing Zhang Sanqi, who was unconscious on the stretcher, coughed lightly, he actually opened his eyes and woke up.

"Senior Brother Zhang Sanqi? You woke up?"

The young man surnamed Shang opened his eyes wide, full of shock.

Zhang Sanqi moved his body and stood up from the stretcher. When he saw Ye Chunyang, he was startled at first, showing some doubts, and then extremely shocked.

He said with a surprised face: "You...you are Ye Xiaobao? You saved me? You are not dead?"

Zhang Sanqi asked three questions in a row, and his face changed again and again.

The young man surnamed Shang next to him was even more dazed.

He knew about Zhang Sanqi's injuries. He had asked many elders for help before, but they were helpless and said that only the fairy Biluo could refine elixirs for him to heal his injuries.

This white and fat boy looked like he was only the same age as them, but he had such extraordinary means?

The young man surnamed Shang felt that he seemed to have provoked a person who should not be provoked.

Ye Chunyang said calmly: "Yes, Ye is a little lucky, so he has lived to this day. Brother Zhang's injuries are no longer a problem, so please go back. I still have some homework to do."

After speaking, he waved his hand to see him off.

"Junior Brother Ye, wait a minute!"

Zhang Sanqi hurried forward, and seemed to be too excited, so that his injury relapsed, and he couldn't help coughing up blood.

But his expression was excited, and he looked at Ye Chunyang with burning eyes and said: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother is now proficient in alchemy, but Junior Brother doesn't know that my sect is now fighting with the Tianxing Sect, and the disciples of the sect have suffered heavy injuries. Now Uncle Biluo is not here, and I'm afraid I will have to rely on Junior Brother when healing the disciples in the future!"

Not only the young man surnamed Shang, but also the other people were stunned when they heard it, but after thinking about it, they looked at Ye Chunyang with expectation.

Now, the battle between Huaxue Sect and Tianxing Sect is fierce, and the disciples of the sect are often injured. In such a turbulent situation, the importance of an alchemist is highlighted. As long as this alchemist can provide the sect with elixirs and healing, it will have the capital to stalemate with the other party and avoid serious injuries to the disciples.

Ye Chunyang frowned. They wanted him to provide elixirs for Huaxue Sect. There is no such thing as a free lunch. He would not be so stupid as to agree to do such things.

But he suddenly thought of something. After sneering twice, he said with embarrassment: "Brother, you know that my cultivation is not even one ten-thousandth of that of the Fairy Biluo. If you want me to provide elixirs for the sect, I am afraid I am willing but unable to do so!"

Zhang Sanqi was startled. After looking at Ye Chunyang, he seemed to understand something. He laughed loudly and said: "Junior brother, you have brought back the dead. How can you belittle yourself? But are you worried about the offering? If so, I will go back and report to the elders immediately. I believe that with their wisdom, they will not treat you unfairly!"

After three days of separation, you should look at each other with new eyes. At this moment, Zhang Sanqi has a deep understanding of this.

Back then, Ye Chunyang was just a new disciple, but now he has become an alchemist who can influence the survival of the entire sect. How dare he neglect him in the slightest?

Fearing that if he delayed for a second longer, Ye Chunyang would change his mind, Zhang Sanqi left in a hurry without waiting for the other party to answer.

The young man surnamed Shang was even more in awe of Ye Chunyang when he saw this. He hurriedly bowed to him and followed Zhang Sanqi.

He didn't want to offend an alchemy master who could control his life!