Chapter 228 Meeting an old friend

Thinking that the middle-aged Chen's family actually had a teleportation array, Ye Chunyang couldn't help asking, "I wonder which family Fellow Daoist Chen belongs to? As far as I know, there seems to be no Yuan family in Yueshan City."

Although he had never been to Yueshan City, Ye Chunyang had done some research even if he was going there to use the teleportation array to go to the North Vessel.

According to what he learned, although there were many sects and families in Yueshan City, he had never heard of the middle-aged Chen family, so he was a little curious.

The middle-aged Chen was a cheerful person. Facing Ye Chunyang's question, he smiled slightly and said, "To be honest with you, there is indeed no family with the surname Yuan in Yueshan City. I married into another family. As for Yuan's family, you will know when you enter the city. Moreover, Yuan promised to let you borrow the teleportation array, and he will definitely fulfill it for you."

Seeing that the other party was reserved, Ye Chunyang frowned, but did not ask any more questions.

After all, this place has not yet reached Yueshan City, and it is reasonable that the middle-aged Chen is unwilling to reveal more details.

Besides, the other party had not explored his origins along the way, so it was best for Ye Chunyang that both sides kept a certain distance.

At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen looked up at the sky, sighed, and said: "It is getting dark. It seems that we can't get to Yueshan City today, so we have to trouble Brother Ye to guard us for another night."

After a pause, he said cautiously: "Although this place is only a hundred miles away from Yueshan City, there are many business families in Yueshan City. Therefore, the closer we get to this place, the more rampant the bandits are. We need to be more careful along the way."

Ye Chunyang nodded calmly. Now as long as there are no masters in the mana period, he has the confidence to deal with it.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang had no objection, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen immediately waved his hand and ordered to stay on the spot. A group of thirty people immediately stopped and set up tents, while the guards with higher cultivation levels sat in meditation on the spot, closing their eyes to rest.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang smiled slightly.

The scene of following Su Xueyuan into Lingyun Sect that year came to mind.

That day, he followed the caravan in the same way.

At that time, he was just a small cook, who didn't know martial arts, let alone what cultivation was. After the team stopped, he had to pick up firewood and make a fire to prepare meals for everyone.

Looking back now, it has been more than 20 years since I entered the immortal path. From a mortal to a foundation-building cultivator, everything seems to have happened yesterday, full of legends.

Recalling his various adventures, Ye Chunyang sighed.

Along the way, he also paid attention to the situation of Huaxue Sect, but it seemed that after being besieged by various sects that day, this sect had perished and disappeared from then on, and there was no news of its disciples.

This matter was within Ye Chunyang's expectations. After all, with the strength of various sects, Huaxue Sect could never resist.

However, what shocked him was another piece of news he had heard not long ago.

It is said that after the various sects joined forces to attack Huaxue Sect that day, they also disappeared in the northwest area.

Later, I learned that after the bloody battle of Huaxue Sect that day, it seemed that a mysterious force invaded Huaxue Mountain Range again. Before the Tianxing Sect and other forces could withdraw, they were all annihilated by this mysterious force and perished together with Huaxue Sect.

Hearing this news, Ye Chunyang was shocked. What kind of force was so powerful that it could annihilate several sects at the same time?

And it chose to attack when the sects attacked Huaxue Sect, which was obviously a mantis catching cicadas while the oriole was waiting behind, and caught them all in one fell swoop in Huaxue Mountain Range.

In recent years, it is often heard that many sects were destroyed overnight, which made Ye Chunyang curious.

However, although it was unbelievable, Ye Chunyang did not take it to heart.

Sect disputes are common in Chaos Demon Realm. Some sects were established only a few years ago and were destroyed by others. Such bloody fights have long been common.

Besides, the destruction of those sects was also a good thing for him, at least no one would chase him anymore in the future.

Ye Chunyang didn't think about it anymore and started to meditate.

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen was sitting not far away, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he wanted to go forward and say something to Ye Chunyang, but when he saw that he was in a state of meditation, he kept silent.

However, not long after he entered the state of meditation, Ye Chunyang suddenly frowned, stood up and looked at a certain place, with a strange look on his face.

Then, he suddenly said to the middle-aged man surnamed Chen: "Fellow Daoist Chen, it seems that we are bound to have some trouble again."

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen was startled, and his face suddenly turned cold when he reacted, calling on everyone to be on guard.

They encountered several bandits along the way, and this fellow Daoist Ye was the first to sense it, and in the end, the facts proved that the other party's judgment was correct.

Listening to what he said at this moment, is there another bandit attack?

Ye Chunyang half-closed his eyes and looked at the dark jungle in front of him. He sneered. With his strong spiritual sense, he could sense any movement within dozens of miles, so he naturally noticed some situations.

"Huh? I didn't expect that among these twenty or thirty people, there would be someone with super strong spiritual sense who found us here to ambush. Boy, where are you from? Tell me your names quickly?"

In the dark, with a rough voice, dozens of people with strange clothes appeared in the jungle. They were all foundation-building cultivators, and the leader, a shirtless man, was in the late foundation-building stage, with the same cultivation level as Ye Chunyang.

As soon as he appeared, the shirtless man locked his eyes on Ye Chunyang, frowned and looked him up and down. Obviously, this person was the one who asked questions just now.

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen saw that the strength of this group of bandits was much stronger than what he had encountered before, and he shuddered in his heart and hurriedly signaled to the guard leader beside him.

The guard commander understood and looked a little hesitant. Finally he gritted his teeth, walked forward, smiled at the shirtless man and said, "Fellow Taoists, I am waiting for you..."

When this person was negotiating with the bandits, Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows and secretly thought something was wrong. He was about to warn this person to retreat, but it was too late.

There was a "pop", and a cold light flashed in the dark night. Blood spurted from the mouth of the guard commander, and a huge blood hole appeared in his chest. When everyone came to their senses, they saw a blood-red long knife falling back into the hands of the bare-chested man.

"For such a small character, words don't carry enough weight, so let's replace him with someone who can speak."

The shirtless man smiled ferociously, and his white teeth looked extremely cold in the night.

His eyes fell on Ye Chunyang again and said: "For example, this fellow Taoist, I like you quite a lot. Come and tell me, what is this caravan escorting? We are short of some supplies recently, so why don't you wait? Kneel down and beg for mercy, take the initiative to show your supplies, and maybe I can let you go."

Ye Chunyang smiled lightly and said nothing. If what the bandits said could be taken seriously, they would no longer be bandits.

He immediately responded with a sneer and said: "I'm sorry, Ye has never planned to beg for mercy from anyone so far, but it seems that Ye wants to ask for something from fellow Taoists."

The shirtless man raised his eyebrows and said with some interest, "Would you like to talk about it?"

Ye Chunyang paused for a moment, and then said casually: "I am a little interested in your head and would like to get it for use. I wonder if you can give it to me?"

The air suddenly became stagnant.

Whether among the caravans or among the bandits, everything was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The shirtless man's smile faded and he said coldly: "It seems that not only will the treasures you escorted be collected this time, but your lives will also be collected..."

Ye Chunyang disapproved, casually offered a magic weapon, and said calmly: "Why talk nonsense, Ye wanted to have a good sleep, but you guys disturbed the good dream, Ye is a little unhappy, I have to ask you for some more of interest.”

Although the shirtless man had the same level of cultivation as him, Ye Chunyang didn't take it to heart at all. He even beheaded a proud man like Sang Ji with a single stroke of his mace, and even the thieves were not worthy of his attention.

Hearing this, the naked man had a ferocious look on his face, raised his broadsword and swung it suddenly, saying: "Kill them all!"

The hearts of everyone in the caravan became tense, and they each took out their magic weapons and prepared to face the enemy.

Ye Chunyang mentioned the magic weapon, and his body glowed with green light. However, just when he was about to take action, there was a sudden sound of wind in the air, followed by a burst of dazzling magic light. Wherever he went, a group of bandits exploded into blood mist. Died on the spot.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

Just at this moment, wind and thunder shook from behind, and an old Taoist in gray clothes appeared in the sky.

He was holding a gold and bronze mirror, with a clear laugh coming from his mouth. When he appeared, he glanced at Ye Chunyang slightly, with a bit of surprise in his expression.

However, when Ye Chunyang saw this man and the precious mirror in his hand, his face was slightly startled, and then he turned to look at the middle-aged man named Chen, feeling something strange in his heart.

What a coincidence.

This person turned out to be Mo Wenxian, who had some connection with him. From this point of view, the family to which the middle-aged caravan surnamed Chen belonged was probably the Mu family.

Moreover, after several years of separation, Mo Wenxian had already developed his magic power, which made him a little surprised.

"Xutian Exquisite Mirror! You are Mo Wenxian, the foreign affairs elder of the Mu family! I didn't expect that you have already developed magic power!"

The shirtless man looked at the old Taoist priest appearing in mid-air, his face suddenly changed color, he was so frightened that he couldn't care about others, turned around and fled with his weapon.

"Hmph! Little bandit, if you are allowed to leave like this, will your trip today be in vain?"

Mo Wenxian had a sarcastic look on his face and did not move even half a step from where he was. He only raised the Xutian Exquisite Mirror and looked at the bare-armed man. The latter immediately screamed and his flesh and blood quickly melted away, leaving only a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.

When the rest of the bandits saw this, their faces were filled with panic. They dispersed like a tree falling down and a hozen dispersed, and each of them ran for their lives.

How could Mo Wenxian let them escape easily? A magic formula penetrated the Xutian Exquisite Mirror.

Golden light appeared instantly, the night sky was as bright as day, and countless tiny rays of sunlight shone down.

"Pfft" "Pfft".

After several consecutive blasts, wherever the golden light went, it penetrated everything like a sharp sword. The bandits followed their leader without even being able to scream.

Ye Chunyang took a slight breath of cold air and secretly thought that the Xutian Exquisite Mirror was as sharp as ever.

Now that Mo Wenxian has cultivated his magic power, and then sacrificed this mirror, its power will be doubled. How can those bandits escape?

"Junior Chen Tianxiao, I would like to pay my respects to Senior Mo. Thank you very much for your help!"

Seeing that all the bandits had been annihilated, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen beamed with joy and hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"There's no need to be too polite. I'm here for my own reasons."

Mo Wenxian glanced at several boxes escorted by the caravan, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and said something that the middle-aged man surnamed Chen seemed to understand.

However, he did not explain more here, but turned to Ye Chunyang and said: "I see that my Taoist friend's brows seem a bit familiar. I wonder where we have met before?"

Ye Chunyang's heart moved. When he was rounding up the Water Elemental Beast that day, he had always concealed his identity. Naturally, he didn't want to expose it now. He immediately bowed and said, "This is the first time for this junior and senior to meet each other. They have never seen each other before."