Chapter 269: The Beauty's Choice

Yuan Qingyi's determination to cultivate immortality was far beyond Ye Chunyang's expectation. A woman with such a tenacious mind was rare, and Ye Chunyang was very satisfied with this.

It's a pity that he doesn't want to be burdened by worldly things, otherwise he would really like to accept this woman as his disciple.

But if you think about it carefully, if you are destined to do so in the future and you have certain abilities, there is nothing wrong with putting this girl under your door.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang chuckled in his heart, felt more favorable in his heart, and earnestly washed his marrow.

During this period, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but recall the scene when he first entered the sect.

At that time, his abilities were still weak, and he had a spiritual spoon but did not dare to announce it. He could only cultivate the clone in secret. Now, in just over ten years, he has experienced many things and his mood has become calmer.

This enlightenment of Yuan Qingyi is not so much to repay the gift of the clothes, but rather to understand the past and appreciate the artistic conception of the way of all things.

Now looking back on the past, Ye Chunyang found that after the passage of time, he was no longer the forbearing young man back then. He understood that some things should be broken off without hesitation, so that he could cut off the worldly ties and cultivate his true self.

After meditating like this for three days, Ye Chunyang felt like he was reliving half of his life. He experienced all the people he had met, all the people he had given up on, all the people he had been persistent with, and many dangers that would have put him in danger. In my eyes, it's as clear as yesterday.

Unknowingly, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt a trace of vicissitudes of life in his heart. It was not until the bone-clearing spirit fluid around Yuan Qingyi dissipated that he came back from his meditation.

In fact, considering that the original Qingyi was a mortal and had not yet mastered the art of fasting, her body would not be able to withstand being quenched by the spiritual liquid for a long time. Therefore, Ye Chunyang only poured in the amount for three days. Now that the spiritual liquid has dissipated, she should Come to life.

Sure enough, not long after, Yuan Qingyi's narrow eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened a pair of bright eyes.

At this time, her eyes were clear, and there was a faint spiritual energy flowing around her body. Although it did not last long, it was enough to prove the miraculous effect of the bone-clearing liquid.

It is the first time for an ordinary person to temper his body, and he absolutely cannot achieve such a scene of spiritual energy surrounding his body.

Yuan Qingyi couldn't believe her strange appearance. After dressing up, she saluted Ye Chunyang through the bead curtain and said happily: "Qingyi, thank you for your advice. If the immortal has any needs in the future, Qingyi will obey it."

As soon as the words came out, Yuan Qingyi's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she secretly thought that she was impulsively speaking nonsense, and she didn't know if the Immortal would think too much about it.

She was immediately distraught.

But soon she realized that she was overthinking it. Faced with these words, the "Shangxian" was indifferent, removed the bead curtain and sat quietly on the training platform.

"There is no need to be modest. Since I promised to teach you, I will not break my promise. From now on, I will come here every three days to cleanse my marrow. After I have achieved success, I can practice magic." Ye Chunyang said.

After learning that Tianzhilan could only be obtained through transactions with merchants in Hanging City, Ye Chunyang was not in a hurry to leave here. Instead, he wanted to stay here for a while and then look for opportunities to secretly inquire about Bei Mei.

With such free time, it wouldn't hurt to teach Yuan Qingyi at the same time.

Moreover, she didn't know her true identity. After this chance encounter, she pretended to be without a trace and had no other worries.

"Yes, Qingyi will obey the instructions of the Immortal." Yuan Qingyi said happily.

After that, Ye Chunyang explained some cultivation problems to Yuan Qingyi and taught her how to drive the exercises and guide the spiritual energy, but he did not hide any secrets in his words.

During this time, Yuan Qingyi also asked him if he wanted to arrange some servants to serve in another courtyard, but Ye Chunyang refused on the grounds that he was already quiet.

He has always been alone and carefree, but he would feel uncomfortable if there were followers around him.

Seeing that the "Shangxian" had made up his mind, Yuan Qingyi no longer forced himself, and after saying goodbye, he returned to his residence alone.

In the following period, Yuan Qingyi would come here every three days as promised to cleanse the marrow according to the method taught by Ye Chunyang.

Day after day, more than two months passed quickly, and her cultivation level gradually increased. From the original she only knew how to guide spiritual energy, she advanced to the second level of Qi refining.

Such progress surprised Ye Chunyang.

However, considering that the original Qingyi washed his marrow under the bone-clearing spirit liquid prepared by himself, and the spiritual herbs used were cultivated with a spiritual spoon, it would be strange if there was no such progress.

Gradually, the weather turns from late autumn to cold winter, and occasionally when heavy snow falls between the sky and the earth, the entire Changjun City is covered in silver, and you can see a snow-capped scene.

While one of the "master and apprentice" was teaching and the other was practicing, something unexpected happened to the Yuan family.

On this day, the head of the family, Yuan Xingfang, participated in a meeting of a martial arts family in the Zhou Dynasty. He was seriously injured when he returned. The Yuan family was in panic for a while. Many direct descendants gathered in the front hall to discuss with each other. All they mentioned were related to this incident. During the meeting between the great martial arts families, some people showed indignation and spoke vehemently, seeming to express dissatisfaction.

"Hmph! Lin Jiabao actually wants to dominate the martial arts world. This is simply too much! We must not succumb to him, otherwise what status will the Yuan family have in the martial arts world in the future?"

A big man with a green beard looked angry and said angrily.

Everyone who is familiar with him knows that this person's name is Yuan Xingye, and he is the younger brother of the family leader Yuan Xingfang. He has a strong nature and hates evil as much as he hates it.

At this moment, in the hall, besides him, there were also several masters from the Yuan family, all of whom were highly skilled in martial arts. However, under Yuan Xingye's cold and stern words, everyone was emotionally aroused and started to echo.

Everyone has heard about this martial arts meeting. The Lin Family Fort, like the Yuan family, also belongs to a large martial arts family in the Zhou Kingdom. This meeting was convened to dominate the martial arts, and at the meeting, various family heads were severely injured.

Yuan Xingfang sat forward, his face slightly pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

Listening to the discussion, he remained silent.

At this time, Yuan Xingye looked at him and asked: "Brother, although the Lin Family Fort is powerful, its master Lin Chengtian's martial arts skills are comparable to yours. Why was he so seriously injured?"

This was what everyone wanted to ask, and when Yuan Xingye asked it, they all became confused for a moment.

Yuan Xingfang's brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy. Finally, he sighed sadly and said, "The person who hurt me was not Lin Chengtian, but an immortal cultivator."

"What? Immortal cultivator? How is this possible?"

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly. No wonder the family leader was seriously injured after the discussion. It is said that with his martial arts, no one in the Zhou Kingdom could hurt him so seriously. It turned out that it was an immortal cultivator who took action. Could it be that there are immortals in the Lin Family Fort?

Yuan Xingye felt incredible and said: "Our family has been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and we know each other's ins and outs. We have never heard that there is an immortal cultivator in Linjiabao."

Yuan Xingfang glanced at him, shook his head, and said: "It is true that there has been no news about immortal cultivators in Linjiabao for many years, but the person who appeared at the meeting claimed to be an ancestor of the Lin family and joined a mysterious immortal sect many years ago. , and after completing his cultivation, he returned to the world to visit relatives, and then Lin Chengtian revealed his wild ambitions. "

After a pause, he sighed to himself: "Except for me, the other leaders of the martial arts sects were seriously injured at the hands of this person this time. With the help of this person, the rise of Linjiabao will probably be unstoppable."

Everyone smacked their lips, but they were all silent.

Linjiabao has an immortal cultivator to help him. What this means is very clear. No matter how high a mortal's martial arts is, he can never resist the magic of the immortal.

"Brother, are we going to let the Lin Family Fort trample on us? What about the immortal cultivators? As long as my original family works together, we will definitely be able to compete with them!"

Yuan Xingye said angrily.

At this time, he seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "Furthermore, doesn't our original family also have an immortal cultivator? If this person is willing to help, we may not be able to compete with Lin Jiabao."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were moved and they looked hopeful.

"This makes sense. Besides, Qing Yi is currently practicing Taoism with that immortal. The head of the family might as well try to recruit this person. If we can help, my original family can survive in this life-and-death game!"

An old man echoed.

Yuan Xingfang's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was weighing something. After a moment, he sighed, still looking helpless, and said: "Although Master Sufeng is a guest in my Yuan family, he rarely shows up, I'm afraid he doesn't want to interfere. It's not easy for us, mortals, to ask him to come out. What's more, the Immortal Cultivator in Linjiabao is so powerful that even the Immortal is no match for him, so how could he be willing to take risks for my original family?"

Hearing this, everyone felt sad.

Could it be that the century-old legacy of the original family is really going to be given away to others?

At this time, the old man's eyes flashed and he said: "Master, I heard that the Immortal is very fond of beautiful women. Now Qingyi is not as good as cultivating Taoism..."

The old man hadn't finished speaking, but everyone had already understood. They all looked at the original party, obviously very much in agreement with the old man's proposal.

"This..." Yuan Xingfang hesitated.

Although becoming a cultivator is of great benefit to the original family, he only has this one beloved daughter, so how can he be willing to let her become a tool of profit.

After pondering for a while, Yuan Xingfang sighed and said: "I have no objection to this matter, but I should ask Qing Yi for his own wishes anyway..."

"Father, there is no need to say any more, Qing Yi is willing."

At this moment, there was a sound outside the hall.

Yuan Qingyi slowly entered the room, looked at everyone, and said: "What the elders were talking about just now, Qingyi has heard clearly outside the hall. As the daughter of the Yuan family, Qingyi is willing to sacrifice herself to save the Yuan family." In dire straits.”

When everyone heard this, their faces were filled with joy. For a while, "a hero among women", "a profound understanding of righteousness", "generous and decent" and other words of praise were poured out from the sky.

Hearing everyone say this, Yuan Qingyi suddenly felt a sense of sadness in her heart. Although she volunteered to come forward, everyone's flattery seemed so ironic to her.

"Qingyi, this matter is related to a major event in your life. Don't be hasty. If you are in trouble, you should think of another way as a father." Yuan Xingfang sighed bitterly: "Besides, the immortal cultivator in Linjiabao has extremely high cultivation. , it is hard to say whether the Immortal can compete with it. If it delays your life-long events, how can you bear it as a father?"

Yuan Qingyi's eyes turned red, and her heart felt a little heavy.

But then she shook her head and said with a forced smile: "Why did my father say this? Since my daughter has made such a decision, she is naturally willing to do so. If the immortal is really defeated by the immortal cultivators of Linjiabao, my daughter will never regret it."

After finishing her words, she finally took one look at everyone, and with three parts of bitterness, six parts of helplessness, and one part of expectation, she turned and left the place.