Chapter 1790: Spirit World Spiritual Palace

After setting everything up, Ye Chunyang was ready to find a place to start cultivating spiritual grass.

Since this place is far away from the ancient realm of the Three Emperors of the Human Race, it will cost countless resources to cross the two continents, so Ye Chunyang plans to ripen more spiritual grass and make elixirs this time, which will naturally cost a lot of time.

As a result, finding a suitable place for retreat becomes particularly important.

In the spiritual world, even the spiritual stones needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation are a shocking amount.

According to Ye Chunyang's current worth, it is estimated that he can only deal with it in an ordinary inn for a few days.

Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly at this. In the lower realm, he was the elder and son of various sects and never worried about spiritual stones. Unexpectedly, he became completely poor after returning to the spiritual world.

However, there is currently no other good solution. We can only endure it for a while, and when the elixir is refined, the current predicament can naturally be solved.

With this in mind, Ye Chunyang chose a relatively ordinary inn in the city to stay temporarily.

To say it's ordinary means it's really nothing.

When Ye Chunyang walked to the room under the guidance of a foreign waiter, he saw that it was clean and there were no training facilities. It was just an ordinary guest room.

However, Ye Chunyang didn't have any requirements for this. After he arranged it and set up a barrier or something, the place would naturally be completely sealed.

"Does this fellow Taoist tell a fortune?"

Just when Ye Chunyang walked into the room and was about to close the door, a Taoist priest came downstairs.

He has gray hair and white eyebrows. He is holding a bamboo pole in his hand. He has an ancient face and a thin body. He has a bit of a crane-bone fairy air. The canvas hanging on the bamboo pole clearly says "cultivate immortality and seek immortality". Five big characters.

Ye Chunyang took a look at the old Taoist priest. He looked at him with a smile on his face, his eyes were groggy and he looked like he was not awake.

"Sorry, I don't believe in fate." Ye Chunyang said.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong. Having the Tao is destined by fate. Only those who have a glimpse of the mystery can find a chance on the road to immortality." The old Taoist stroked his beard, looking enigmatic and said. : "My fellow Taoist from Pindao Temple has a heroic appearance, but his aura is not smooth. I think he is a person with bad luck. He may also encounter disasters recently. If you don't let Pindao divine a fortune for you, maybe you can do it." To drive away evil and avoid evil.”

Ye Chunyang's face darkened slightly.

This old man is talking nonsense, how can he take it seriously?

But what surprised him was that there was no aura of cultivation on the other party, as if he was just a mortal.

Ye Chunyang has been practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years, so naturally he will not care about anything with an old mortal man. He immediately ignored him and closed the door to practice alone.

The old Taoist looked at the closed door, smiled slightly, and without saying anything else, yelled down below, "Servant, serve the wine," and then walked to the room on the other side carrying the bamboo pennant.

But when he turned around, there seemed to be something unfathomable in his eyes.

The meeting with the old Taoist priest was just a brief interlude. Ye Chunyang immediately sat down cross-legged after entering the room.

After a brief inspection, he flicked his sleeves, and several array flags shot out into the air. A ray of glow shone and enveloped the entire room.

Soon, an invisible barrier sealed the place.

After confirming that no one was detecting it, Ye Chunyang immediately waved his hand, and the jade gourd hanging on his chest slowly flew out, hanging in the air and emitting a faint green light.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness moved, a golden light flickered between his eyebrows, and his soul escaped from his body and headed towards the jade gourd.

At the same time, the clone appeared aside, responsible for running the original scripture, meditating and practicing, and then transferring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to the main body.

In this way, he can cultivate spiritual grass while not delaying his practice.

…

Ten days later.

When Ye Chunyang's soul returned to his senses, there were already a dozen wooden boxes containing spiritual herbs in his hand, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs.

Satisfied, he spread out the medicinal materials one by one, and set up the alchemy furnace, ready to start the sacrifice.

"Elixirs are divided into three levels: ordinary elixirs, spiritual elixirs and magical elixirs."

"Each level of elixirs is divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper and even supreme. The spiritual world is rich in materials. The spiritual grass ripened this time is enough to refine a batch of low-grade elixirs."

After Ye Chunyang pondered for a while, he released the Nine Li True Fire.

In fact, with Ye Chunyang's alchemy skills, there is no problem in refining high-grade elixirs. However, because the spiritual stones are limited this time, the purchased spiritual grass seeds are not high-grade. Even though they have been ripened for ten days, they can still refine low-grade elixirs. Just a magic pill.

As for ordinary elixirs, except for some weak races or casual cultivators in the spiritual world, the big forces and high-level monks look down upon them at all.

In order to solve the urgent need, Ye Chunyang would rather spend more medicinal materials and could only choose to refine elixir-level elixirs.

This level of elixir cannot be refined in the lower realm. First of all, the medicinal materials are one of the reasons. The other reason is naturally because the aura in the lower realm is far less dense than that in the spiritual world. Even if there are elixir ingredients, there is not enough aura to support them. Refining can only end in failure.

Three hundred years ago, when Ye Chunyang ascended to the spirit world, he reached the master level in refining elixirs. Now that he has returned to the spirit world, he is naturally very good at refining elixirs.

Within a few days, there were clear sounds coming from his alchemy furnace. There were spiritual patterns flowing on the surface of his alchemy furnace, like water ripples, full of medicinal fragrance.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang looked satisfied. He raised his hand and waved several elixirs out of the alchemy furnace.

The refining was extremely smooth this time, and no medicinal materials were wasted. Ye Chunyang also inquired about it when purchasing spiritual herbs and elixirs before. According to the market prices in major immortal cultivation cities, a low-grade elixir can be sold for about one million. The price of a medium-grade spiritual stone ranges from three million to five million, while a high-grade spiritual elixir can cost up to tens of millions.

"According to the ordinary market price, the eight elixirs I have refined now can be sold for millions at least, right?"

Ye Chunyang touched his chin and secretly calculated: "But if we can find an auction, we might be able to sell it at a higher price."

After thinking for a while, Ye Chunyang went out immediately.

He did not intend to package the elixir for sale, but wanted to inquire in the city to see if there was a large-scale auction. Generally, at such auctions, the price of the treasure would rise after a round of bidding.

In the past, Ye Chunyang was naturally too lazy to spend so much thought, but now that he was broke, he could only do this.

Just as he was walking out of the street, there was a sudden commotion next to him, as if someone was talking about something. Ye Chunyang didn't understand, but when he walked by and heard what one of them said, his heart was shocked.

"Have you heard that a powerful man came to the Lingxian Mansion yesterday and moved directly into the Xuan-level spiritual chamber? To be treated like this in the Lingxian Mansion, you must be a strong man in the Return to Void Stage!"

"That's natural. The Xuan-level spiritual chambers in the Lingxian Mansion are at the Heaven level and above, and the higher levels are the Spirit-level and even the Saint-level. The Heaven-level spiritual chambers can only be occupied by those in the God Transformation stage and Earth Immortal monks. The Xuan-level spiritual chambers Not to mention, I heard that there were two monks in the Void Return Stage who came yesterday."

"It turns out that the Lingxian Mansion is spread all over the spiritual world and has a long history. I don't know who is behind it. It must be an extraordinary person to be able to establish such a huge force."

"Who says it's not the case? For example, the two great masters of the Void Returning Stage yesterday were very polite when they arrived at the Lingxian Mansion."

"..."

Several people gathered around a table to drink tea, talking loudly and happily.

Suddenly, a figure sat next to them, "May I ask a few fellow Taoists, where is the Lingxian Mansion you just mentioned?"

Some of these foreign monks were cultivating the Cave Heaven and some were cultivating the Nascent Soul. One of them had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. When he saw someone sitting next to him and interfering, his face suddenly showed anger.

But when he discovered that the young man's body was filled with the divine aura that was in harmony with heaven and earth, his expression immediately froze, and then he showed an apologetic smile and said: "Senior, I don't know where the Lingxian Mansion is in the city. It seems that it should be from outside." Came to the island, right?”

"Well, I have indeed just entered the island not long ago. I want to go to Lingxian Mansion to practice, but I don't know where it is. I would like to ask a few Taoist friends to tell me." Ye Chunyang nodded.

Several foreign monks looked in awe, and one of them, a great monk in the Cave Heaven Realm, hurriedly said: "Senior, it is normal to come from outside and not know where the Lingxian Mansion is. You can see it by walking two streets from here."

"Thank you." Ye Chunyang said, then stood up and left.

Watching him leave, several people looked at each other a little bit, but they didn't pay attention and continued to talk.

…

Following the instructions of the foreign monks, Ye Chunyang walked along the streets of the city. Not long after, he saw a towering tower in the distance.

He stopped and looked up. Compared to the Lingxian Mansion in the Demon God Realm, what he saw here looked more majestic, and the fluctuations of the teleportation array coming from it were countless times stronger.

"I didn't expect that there is a Spiritual Immortal Mansion in the spiritual world. I never noticed it three hundred years ago. I don't know if there will be any news about Bai Feng here?" Ye Chunyang murmured.

In the Demon God Realm, everyone thought that the Lingxian Mansion was built from the Bloody Holy Land, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Or perhaps there is some connection between the Bloody Holy Land and the spiritual world.

"I wonder if the Tianzi Token from the lower realm can be used in the Lingxian Mansion in the spirit world?" Ye Chunyang touched the Lingxian Mansion Tianzi Token in the Qiankun bag and recalled that Bai Feng gave him the token to become his disciple. At the scene of the ceremony, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of the mouth.

After separating from the parallel plane, he had no news about them, and he didn't know what their current situation was. Did they also come to the spirit world?

After Ye Chunyang thought for a moment, he walked towards Lingxian Mansion without thinking too much.

According to what those foreign monks said, the scale of the Spiritual Immortal Palace in the spirit world is dozens of times larger than that of the lower realm. Above the heaven-level spiritual chambers, there are higher-level spiritual chambers that not ordinary people can stay in. You can guess from this. The Lingxian Mansion in the spiritual world is much more mysterious than the world of demons and gods.

When Ye Chunyang stepped into it, there was a burst of noisy voices. Among the first floor inquiries, many people were gathering at this time, whispering to each other, as if waiting for something.