Chapter 261 Sufeng Immortal

The original mansion belongs to a martial arts family. The mansion is as big as a castle and houses thousands of people. It is considered to be the top wealthy family in the Zhou Kingdom.

Unavoidably being noticed by the immortal cultivator, Ye Chunyang did not release his spiritual consciousness after entering the mansion.

Along the way, he had listened to the conversation between Yuan Qingyi and Manager Chen several times. Although he didn't know what the cultivation level of the immortal cultivator was, he could vaguely tell that this person did not seem to be a righteous person. However, he still needed to see the details of this person. Only people can judge.

So he waited.

Not long after, a group of people walked into the courtyard. In front of them was a man in Taoist robes, about thirty years old, with a white face and no beard, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and he had the air of a foreigner.

Behind him were a group of boys and girls. The men looked respectful, while the women seemed to be close to him intentionally or unintentionally, as if it would be a great honor for them to win the favor of the other party.

However, when Ye Chunyang saw this person, he couldn't help but be startled and felt strange in his heart.

This man's cultivation level was not high, he was only at the tenth level of Qi refining, and his qualifications were very poor. He was far from the land god he expected.

In this way, Ye Chunyang felt relieved. It seemed that this person knew that there was no hope for him to build a foundation in this life, so he came to live in the mortal world and enjoy the glory and wealth in the world of mortals.

Such people who cultivate immortality have lost their immortality and will be unable to make progress throughout their lives.

As long as there is no master of cultivating immortals in the Yuan family, he will stay away from the limelight for the next few days and no one will disturb him.

"Qing Yi pays homage to the Immortal Su Feng."

Seeing the man in Taoist robes approaching, the man in green clothes bowed his head, showing great respect for this man.

"No gifts, no gifts. When I heard that you were back, I came to see you."

The man in Taoist robes smiled kindly and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yuan Qingyi up. Although he could hide it well, the fanaticism in his eyes could not be hidden from Ye Chunyang.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang sneered in his heart.

This person is just a lustful person who dominates the world and does not pose the slightest threat.

Ye Chunyang was speechless just to see a group of mortals showing such awe to this "immortal".

It seems that mortals have limited knowledge of the world of immortality. They think that Qi-refining monks who can cast some low-level spells are extremely tall. Who knows that real land gods may not be able to form pills and become babies.

Ye Chunyang didn't care much about this. He followed the original team here. He just wanted to temporarily use a quiet place to avoid being chased. What other people did had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the "immortal" valued him so much, Yuan Qingyi was immediately flattered and hurriedly saluted: "Qingyi is so scared, how can he dare to work for the immortal? We ordinary people should come to see him."

Then he continued: "This time Qingyi lived up to the Immortal's expectations and collected three 'Lingqing grass' plants in the deep mountains of Beimai. In the next few days, I am afraid I will have to trouble the Immortal to refine elixirs for my father's treatment." "

Hearing these words, "Shangxian"'s eyes flickered a little, but soon disappeared, and he laughed loudly: "Don't be in a hurry, start making elixirs, you need to choose an auspicious day in the zodiac, and adhere to the right time and place to succeed. The original master is ill. For many years, it has not been easy to cure it. Now that I have obtained the spiritual herb, I should study it carefully. "

Yuan Qingyi was slightly startled. Her father had been suffering from illness for many years. She hoped that this "immortal" could make elixirs to cure him as soon as possible. However, the other party's words were evasive and seemed to be evasive, which made her a little confused. .

There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes, but the "Shangxian" was an expert outside Fang. How could she force him? She could only apologize: "Qing Yi was too impatient. If I have offended the Supreme Immortal, please forgive me." Xian Haihan.”

Then, she ordered Manager Chen to fetch the spiritual herb and said, "Here is the spiritual herb. I would like to ask the Immortal to accept it. Then I will be able to help my father in refining elixirs."

"Shangxian" looked at the spiritual grasses with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

But he didn't take another look, quickly put it into the Qiankun bag and said profoundly: "Since I promised to treat the master of the family, I will naturally not break my promise. You can rest assured."

When Yuan Qingyi heard this, his face lit up with joy and he thanked her repeatedly.

However, this "immortal" looked even weirder after receiving the spiritual grass, and seemed to have something unknown in his heart.

Looking at this "immortal" Yifan, Ye Chunyang touched his nose and smiled secretly.

Just now I saw the "Shangxian"'s expression flickering, and I could figure out what the other party was thinking with just a little calculation.

Although "Lingqing Grass" is not of excellent quality, it still requires hundreds of years of spiritual energy to grow. How can it be refined with the cultivation level of this "immortal" during the Qi refining period.

The fact is just as he guessed, this "immortal" is now secretly complaining. When he heard that the original family leader was suffering from illness, he thought that with his own immortal cultivation skills, he would be able to cure the illness and enjoy the worship of the original family from then on.

Unexpectedly, the original head of the family had a strange disease, which left him helpless. However, he was reluctant to part with the wealth of the original family, so he used some magic to suppress the illness of the original head of the family, and then used a few pills to strengthen the body and nourish the body.

When everyone in the Yuan family saw that their master had indeed stopped relapsing, they admired him very much.

But he knew in his heart that if the original head of the family could never recover, this "immortal" would lose his support.

Originally, he had thought about taking over the original family directly by force, but as a cultivator like him who had only stopped here and had no worldly experience, he was not good at taking care of the family affairs of mortals and just wanted to be a worshiper. Enjoy peace and happiness.

In order to enjoy a few more years of leisurely glory and wealth, he came up with a plan and proposed that if he wanted to cure the family owner's disease, he would need to go deep into the mountains of Beimei to find Breitling Herb.

The North Vein is a fairy mountain where countless cultivating sects gather. The "Shangxian" thought that it is hard to say whether ordinary mortals can find this mountain, let alone find the spiritual grass. As long as he can't find the spiritual grass, he can always shirk the matter. Then use magic to hold the original family owner in peace, as long as the latter does not die, he can enjoy the honor here.

Unexpectedly, after Yuan Qingyi heard about it, he insisted on going to Beimei without saying a word. The "Shangxian" did not care about this. After all, how could Yuan Qingyi, a mere mortal woman, find the Holy Land of Immortal Mountain.

However, a few days ago, the traveling team reported back that Yuan Qingyi not only found the Northern Vein, but also obtained the Lingqing Grass from it.

Hearing the news, the "Shangxian" was shocked for a moment, thinking that there must be something fishy here, so he went out to greet him today. When he saw the Lingqing grass, he was immediately in a dilemma.

In fact, he doesn't know any alchemy skills. Those pills that strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality were just exchanged with some casual cultivators of the same level in the past. Now that Yuan Qingyi has really found Lingqing grass, what should he do? If you can't refine the elixir, you'll be a laughing stock.

While the "Shangxian" was feeling gloomy and uncertain, Yuan Qingyi stood up and said goodbye: "Qingyi has been away from home for many days and has not seen his father for a long time. He is very worried about him and wants to go and visit him to make elixirs for my father. Please give me permission." The Immortal has taken great care, and if my father's illness is cured, the original family will treat the Immortal as a distinguished guest and serve the Immortal. Of course, if the Immortal needs anything in refining the elixir, just ask him, and Qing Yi will definitely help him. "

"Shangxian"'s eyes lit up and he smiled evilly in his heart.

However, in order to maintain the crane-bone fairy style, he remained calm, so he pretended to nod, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally landed on the kitchen.

"Speaking of it, I have to do some chores to make alchemy in the furnace. This guy seems to be more pleasing to the eye, so let him work with me."

As if by coincidence, the person the immortal was referring to was Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang was stunned. He never expected that the other party would choose him to help him refine elixirs. This was a bit unexpected. He was confident that with his Qi gathering skills, this "immortal" would never be able to detect that he was also an immortal cultivator. This choice It's probably just random.

Moreover, he seemed to be the youngest among the chefs, so he naturally became the choice in his eyes.

Yuan Qingyi was also a little stunned.

She looked at Ye Chunyang with some doubts in her eyes.

After a moment, she waved and motioned for Ye Chunyang to come forward.

Ye Chunyang could see doubts about himself in Yuan Qingyi's eyes, but he was not panicked. The other party was just a mortal, how could he see through a foundation-building monk like himself, so he took two steps calmly and bowed in a decent manner. .

"What's your name? It seems I haven't seen you before?" Yuan Qingyi's eyes were somewhat sharp.

Ye Chunyang smiled in his heart and said calmly: "To answer the question to the eldest lady, I, Ye Xiaobao, was hired into the team while the lady was collecting herbs, so the eldest lady has never seen me before."

He had already thought about his answer.

Yuan Qingyi frowned, with a bit of surprise in his expression. Just when he was about to ask something, the "Shangxian Sufeng" disagreed and said: "I am just looking for a chore to make a fire and chop wood. This person is It doesn’t matter what his identity is, just let him come with me.”

Yuan Qingyi had no choice but to give up after hearing this.

"Since the Supreme Immortal has said so, Qing Yi naturally doesn't have to worry about anything." As she spoke, she waved her hand to Ye Chunyang and said: "The Supreme Immortal is an expert outside the country. It is a great blessing for you to be chosen by the Supreme Immortal to make elixirs. What's more, Why don’t you come forward and greet me quickly?”

Ye Chunyang sneered in his heart. One of his foundation-building seniors was paying homage to a Qi Refining monk, and he might not be able to bear it.

However, since he was transformed into a mortal at this time, he naturally kept his expression low and pretended to say "Shangxian".

The "Shangxian" seemed very satisfied with Ye Chunyang's well-behavedness. After stroking the fly whisk and saying "You can teach me," he waved his hand to follow him. He looked like a master from outside the world.

Ye Chunyang secretly laughed and followed behind him without revealing anything. He wanted to see what this "immortal" was capable of, and being chosen by him as an alchemy assistant could help him avoid others and help him act secretly.

Although he is now in the mortal world, he still has many urgent things to do. After Ye Chunyang settles down, he plans to find a secret place to open a cauldron and refine weapons, and try out the effect of the spiritual ascending technique. If this technique is really effective, , there will be no need to ask for help from others for refining weapons in the future.

What makes him even more jealous is the ancient golden mace, and the second is the wind and thunder magic weapon. Once the level of these two treasures is improved, the power will increase several times, and he will have more power to protect himself when facing strong enemies.

The "Shangxian" in front of him didn't know what Ye Chunyang was planning. He led him in a winding way to a separate courtyard and then stopped. He thought that this was the place where he would cultivate in the original mansion.

This person's cultivation is not very good, but he is quite capable of dominating others.

The courtyard here is elegantly decorated, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant everywhere. It was obviously carefully built by the original family to worship this "immortal".

However, the "Shangxian" didn't seem to be very interested after returning home at this time. After sitting in the hall with an annoyed expression, he pointed to a miscellaneous room and said: "Go and pick up some firewood, and I will wait until I think about the elixir." After that, it’s time to light the fire.”

Ye Chunyang was startled when he heard this and almost laughed out loud.

Ordinary immortal cultivators make elixirs from the three flavors of true fire. Even if it doesn't work, Qi refining monks can also use the earth's fire to smelt them. This person ordered himself to chop wood to make a fire. Could it be that he had to use firewood to make elixirs?