Chapter 2022: Spell

"How is this possible?" Li Feng was shocked and felt unbelievable.

It is rumored that Su Xueyuan, the first pavilion master of Zixia Pavilion, has great skills and established the first intelligence place in Wuxian City. He has extremely strong power behind it.

But for some reason, she left Wuxian City two hundred years ago and suddenly there was no news. No one knew where she went. Many people have secretly investigated her whereabouts, but there has never been any news.

Unexpectedly, she would appear again now.

"What father means is, what is the relationship between Chang Mo and the first master of Zixia Pavilion?" Li Feng said with a gloomy expression.

"If they weren't closely related, how could Chang Mo bring her back?" Li Wuying said slowly with deep eyes, "He went to Leiyun Pond with you this time, but he brought back this girl and the Cangluan Demon. It can be seen that his trip had another purpose, maybe he went to find Su Xueyuan from the beginning. "

Li Feng's face became increasingly ugly, "So, we were actually used by him."

"That's not necessarily the case. After all, we came to him first about this matter. We can't say who took advantage of whom. He might just be pushing the boat along." Li Wuying shook his head.

After a pause, he frowned and said: "However, this person looks young, but his mind is so thoughtful. It is really surprising. People with such a mind are extraordinary people. You'd better try to provoke this person as little as possible."

"How can father make others' ambitions destroy his own prestige?" Li Feng said with some dissatisfaction.

Li Wuying said lightly: "Being a father is not about raising others' ambitions. It would be fine if Chang Mo has no relationship with Zixia Pavilion, but he actually found Su Xueyuan, which shows that the relationship between them is extraordinary. Zixia Pavilion There is some mystery behind it, and even I have to be wary of it. I can't easily turn against them unless necessary. "

Li Feng was puzzled when he heard this.

Even his father is afraid of Zixia Pavilion?

You must know that in this Wuxian City, he is the only one who can make him fearful. What is the mystery of Zixia Pavilion?

Li Feng couldn't help but ask: "Father, what is the origin of Zixia Pavilion that makes you so worried?"

Li Wuying glanced at him and didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, he looked up at the sky and said two words: "Above."

above?

What does it mean?

Li Feng felt strange, but suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Could it be...the Earth Emperor Realm!"

Li Wuying didn't speak, but his expression flickered slightly, acquiescing to Li Feng's words.

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Zixia Pavilion.

Ye Chunyang is still waiting.

Although the things he told Lin Yaner to collect were all common things, this Immortal City was isolated from the world after all, and purchasing supplies was not as convenient as in other Immortal Cultivation Cities, so it would take a little longer.

But Ye Chunyang is not in a hurry. The forbidden curse on Su Xueyuan cannot be easily solved, so no matter what, you must be well prepared.

Moreover, she had been frozen under the Thunder Cloud Pond for so many years. Maybe besides this forbidden spell, there were other changes in her body. Ye Chunyang also needed to investigate carefully to make sure everything was safe.

Looking at Su Xueyuan who looked peaceful on the bed, Ye Chunyang had returned to his previous calmness. Regardless of the relationship between the two in the past, after so many years, Ye Chunyang only regarded her as an old friend.

When he was in the human world, Su Xueyuan was a knot in his heart, and now that he saves her, he also unties this knot in his heart.

Only when his mind becomes clear can he truly pursue the supreme path and achieve his true self without any distractions.

So Ye Chunyang was actually helping himself by helping Su Xueyuan.

In the evening, footsteps were heard downstairs.

Lin Yaner returned in a hurry carrying a Qiankun bag.

"Senior, take a look, are these what you want?"

Lin Yan'er took a deep breath to calm down the turmoil in her heart, and then handed the Qiankun bag to Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang took the Qiankun bag, examined it, and nodded slightly, "There are a lot of things. With these, I can cast spells and form formations."

"Thank you, senior!" Lin Yan'er said solemnly.

After saying that, he had to leave.

"You can stay here. It just so happens that I need help setting up the formation. You can also help me by staying here." Ye Chunyang said.

Lin Yaner was startled, feeling a little surprised.

But she nodded without hesitation and said: "Yes, I will definitely do whatever my senior tells me."

Her cultivation was only at the stage of becoming a god. She originally thought that staying here would only hinder Ye Chunyang from casting spells. Unexpectedly, the latter took the initiative to ask her to stay and help. This surprised Lin Yan'er and she couldn't help but feel excited.

Being able to observe a strong man in the middle stage of returning to the void cast spells and formations on the spot is an extremely rare opportunity for any of her god-transformation monks, and it will be of great help to her future practice.

Ye Chunyang raised his hand and waved, and the medicinal materials and Dharma flags in the Qiankun bag flew out.

"Right now, I want to set up a soul-inducing array, and at the same time, I need to refine a Pure Heart Pill to help your grandmother stabilize her soul. Later, I will carve the array pattern on the flag, and you can arrange it according to the orientation of the array."

Ye Chunyang said something.

Lin Yan'er nodded sternly when she heard this, staring at the formation flags and waiting sternly.

After Ye Chunyang finished speaking, he said no more, and then mobilized his magic power, and the spiritual energy around his body surged. He made a secret with two fingers, tapped on each flag, and carved mysterious lines stroke by stroke.

"Buzz." "Buzz."

As the formation patterns were carved, each Dharma flag emitted a dazzling spiritual light, emitted an ear-splitting buzz, and then circled around low in the sky.

Ye Chunyang shook his sleeves, and all the formation flags immediately came to life and fell towards Lin Yan'er, and at the same time handed a formation plate to this girl.

Lin Yan'er did not dare to relax at all. After taking the formation flags and formation plate, she immediately observed them carefully.

This woman was able to take charge of Zixia Pavilion alone, and she had reached the middle stage of transformation at such a young age. Her talent was also very strong. Although the formation plate that Ye Chunyang gave her was complicated, she was able to comprehend it quickly.

Lin Yan'er immediately moved her body, holding several formation flags, and arranged them continuously according to the direction indicated by the formation plate.

When the formation was formed, a magical aura appeared and filled the entire attic. Lin Yan'er sensed it and found that this aura could actually affect her soul, making her sea of ​​consciousness become extremely clear.

"This formation can actually affect the soul..."

Lin Yan'er was shocked. With the intelligence ability of Zixia Pavilion, she naturally knew a lot about the world, but it was almost unprecedented for Ye Chunyang to be able to arrange such a magical formation with his casual carving.

"This is just an ordinary soul-drawing formation, used to stabilize your grandmother's spirit. I can only cast the spell to remove the curse after I refine the elixir." Ye Chunyang explained.

Lin Yan'er nodded to show that she understood.

But the next scene surprised her again.

Ye Chunyang stretched out his palm, and a red flame rose. The medicinal materials suspended in the void were all drawn into the flame and turned into various spiritual liquids and powders.

"Concentrate your palm to make a pill!"

"The senior is actually a spiritual pill master!"

Lin Yan'er was shocked.

Concentrate your palm to make a pill, which is a magical power that only spiritual pill masters can have, but there are only a few alchemists in the entire spiritual world who can reach this level.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him, who has a very deep connection with his grandmother, is such a high-level figure.

While Lin Yan'er was shocked, a pill prototype gradually appeared in Ye Chunyang's palm, and a strong medicinal fragrance emanated from it.

Lin Yan'er looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel pleasing to the eye.

It is a rare opportunity to watch a spiritual pill master making pills, and Ye Chunyang's refining is like flowing water, without any obstruction, which makes people admire sincerely.

Soon, the impurities on the surface of the pill gradually removed, and it became a crystal-clear spiritual pill, exuding pure spiritual energy.

"Is this the alchemy of a spiritual pill master? He can refine a high-level pill in just a short moment. His skills are really extraordinary." Lin Yan'er exclaimed in amazement, shocked in her heart.

"Feed this pill to her." Ye Chunyang put the pill into a jade bottle and threw it to Lin Yan'er.

Lin Yan'er did not dare to neglect it, and immediately helped Su Xueyuan up and poured the pill into her mouth.

At this time, it was obvious that Su Xueyuan's originally pale face gradually recovered some of the ruddy redness of a normal person, but after careful perception, she still had no breath on her body.

Lin Yan'er couldn't help but worry about this, but at this time she could only wait carefully on the side.

Watching Lin Yan'er feeding Su Xueyuan the Qingxin Pill, Ye Chun also released his spiritual sense to sense for a while.

In addition to stabilizing the soul, the Qingxin Pill also has the effect of prolonging vitality. Su Xueyuan has been frozen under the Thunder Cloud Pool for a long time, and her vitality has been lost. This pill is exactly what she needs to recover.

After a thorough investigation to confirm that there are no other problems, he waved to Lin Yan'er, "You step back first, and then I will cast a spell to remove the curse for her."

"Yes."

Lin Yan'er said respectfully, and then stepped back obediently.

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, and the mana in his body was urging up, and then he pointed his two fingers into the air. The magic array covering the pavilion immediately made a buzzing sound, and the array patterns on the array flags moved as if they were alive.

"Break!"

Ye Chunyang shouted in a low voice, and after stimulating the array to the extreme, he pointed his fingertips at Su Xueyuan's eyebrows, and a beam of light was injected into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, a dazzling light enveloped the two of them, so bright that people could not open their eyes. At the same time, a powerful breath burst out, causing Lin Yan'er to retreat.

She covered her eyes with her hands and tried her best to open her eyes to see the scene in front of her, but she could only vaguely see Ye Chunyang standing there, urging his hands to activate the magic formula, and the soul-guiding array covering the sky continued to emit spiritual power.

"Pop!"

At this moment, suddenly there was a crisp sound, like a broken mirror, the light around Ye Chunyang suddenly dissipated, and the whole attic returned to silence.

Lin Yan'er was startled and looked up to the sky, only to see that all the array flags had lost their effect and turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

At this time, Su Xueyuan, who was lying flat on the bed, had a mark on her forehead.

This mark was extremely complex, with black air flowing around it, but it disappeared after a moment, and then Su Xueyuan's tightly closed eyes slowly opened.