Chapter 47 Bloodworms

"Very good. From now on, you will be my registered disciple, Taoist Qingchong. Since you have entered the master's sect, you must be given some greeting gifts as a master."

Old Taoist Qingchong was very satisfied with Ye Chunyang's obedience. When he spoke, he saw him roll up his dust fly and throw a small golden sword to Ye Chunyang. Then he pointed at the body of the fire dragon and said: "This beast is an ancient relic. Maybe it will With true spirit blood, a body of skin, flesh, bones and blood are the best raw materials for refining weapons, so I will give it to you as a gift."

"Thank you Master!"

Ye Chunyang was secretly happy in his heart. The true spirit is the strongest species of the demon clan. It only appeared in the ancient times and has long since disappeared. If this fire dragon has the blood of the true spirit, it will be a great tonic if it is made into an elixir. The skin and the Not to mention the bone wings, whose value can be seen from the fire dragon's terrifying defensive power alone. How could he be so polite as a gift of such an excellent thing.

After receiving the small golden sword, Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised. This sword was actually a medium-sized magical weapon like Zhao Wanhe's silver snake sword, and was extremely sharp.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the fire dragon was completely dismembered and turned into raw materials for the magic weapon.

However, he did not reveal the Qiankun Bag in front of Master Qing Chong. Instead, he made the skin of the fire dragon into a package and carried it on his back.

His Qiankun Bag was obtained from Zhao Wanhe. Once exposed, it will definitely lead to death.

"The skin of this fire dragon is a treasure. You are about to go to the mortal world to find out the news. To show off like this is to seek death!"

Seeing his stupid methods, Master Qing Chong threw him a Qiankun bag angrily and scolded him coldly.

Ye Chunyang smiled awkwardly. Although he didn't know what the other party's purpose was in accepting him as his disciple, he didn't want to give up the benefits for free. With this new Qiankun Bag, he didn't need to worry about it in the future.

However, this old man probably has no good intentions. Now that he has not yet matured, he is temporarily giving in to others. He will always find an opportunity to leave in the future.

As if he thought of something, he put the skin and bones of the fire dragon into the Qiankun bag, took out the inner elixir and presented it to the old man respectfully: "Master gave me the skin and bones of the fire dragon. I am very grateful to you, but the inner elixir of the fire dragon is the disciple's gift." I couldn't refine my skills, so I presented it to the Master, hoping that the Master would accept it."

The old Taoist's eyes lit up and he showed an appreciative smile for the first time.

He put away the inner elixir, patted Ye Chunyang on the shoulder, and said: "Young man is quite determined. Although it is impossible for you to cultivate to a high level with your qualifications, as long as you work hard, it will not be a problem to live for hundreds of years after building the foundation." of."

"Thank you, Master, for the compliment. I hope that Master can give me some pointers in the future." Ye Chunyang cupped his hands and said humbly and straightforwardly.

He cursed secretly in his heart, the inner elixir was the essence of a monster, and its value was far higher than the skin and bones. If he wasn't afraid that this old man would give him little shoes to wear, how could he give away such a treasure?

However, for the sake of future stability, he could only reluctantly give up for the time being. Fortunately, he had just filled several bottles of dragon blood. Although it was not as precious as the inner elixir, it was still a treasure for alchemy.

"Don't worry, as long as you can build the foundation in the future, I will accept you as my true disciple and teach you the supreme Taoism." Qing Chong, the old Taoist, showed a slightly proud look, and his attitude towards Ye Chunyang changed a lot.

Raising his hand, he continued: "Although my master suppressed the state with magic, it can only last for three hours. Once the time is up, it will return to the magic stage. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

While the old Taoist was speaking, he grabbed Ye Chunyang and flew out of the cave, landing on a small hill outside the Man-Eating Valley.

But when he landed, he flicked his finger, and a spiritual mark disappeared into Ye Chunyang's body, "It's over now, you will go to Lingjun to join the Three Kingdoms and the same sect. This spiritual mark can let the master know your safety at any time. Since you have entered the sect of my master, my master will naturally not let you die outside easily."

The old Taoist's words were full of concern, but after hearing this, Ye Chunyang felt a chill in his heart.

He had a hunch that this mission was not just about spying on information, but now the cryptic words of the veteran made him feel that there was something fishy in it. Moreover, this spiritual note seemed to care about him, but in fact it was for surveillance. He must be more careful in future actions. .

Although Ye Chunyang had countless thoughts in his heart, his face remained calm as usual. He cupped his hands to the old Taoist and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I will take my leave now."

The old Taoist nodded. It wasn't until Ye Chunyang disappeared that he moved slightly. After a long time, he showed a mysterious smile and flew towards his Qing Chong Cave in the clouds.

…

That night.

The bonfire was swaying, and the faint firelight reflected on Ye Chunyang's face, making it look a little deeper.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged and meditating, and a rainbow light appeared in his right hand. Upon closer inspection, there was actually an insect the size of a little finger wrapped in the light. Its body was as red as blood, and it spit out a thin light like silk.

"I didn't expect that the old Taoist Qing Chong actually raised ancient blood worms and wanted to use me as a host. If I hadn't been protected by the original scripture, I might have fallen into this old fox's trap."

Looking at the blood worms in his hands, Ye Chunyang looked cold.

When he entered the magic pavilion to select spells, he accidentally saw an ancient book, which recorded ancient artifacts about creatures from the ancient times, and he also learned the secret of the true spirit from it.

This ancient blood worm is a species cultivated by ancient magic refining puppets. The blood worm is fostered in the body of a living person, allowing the blood worm to suck the essence of the human body. When the blood worm grows to a certain period, it will occupy the consciousness of the host body, making it Becoming a blood worm puppet, controlled by the person controlling the mother worm.

Obviously, the mother worm of this ancient blood worm is in the hands of Qing Chong.

Ye Chunyang suddenly remembered that the Taoist priest in the stone cave had touched out a rainbow light at the place where Zhao Wanhe was buried. This was probably the thing. He just didn't know how the old fox had quietly injected the ancient bloodworm into his body without him noticing.

Fortunately, he had always been cautious. When he was held hostage by the Taoist priest, he always used the Origin Heavenly Scripture for protection. Now that he had left the Taoist priest, he had indeed forced the bloodworm out after a careful inspection.

Ye Chunyang sighed deeply. If he hadn't been cautious step by step and protected himself with various calculations, he would have become a puppet of the old Taoist priest.

"The Taoist priest Qing Chong wanted to turn me into a bloodworm puppet. I might as well take advantage of him and let him relax his vigilance." After staring at the bloodworm for a while, Ye Chunyang figured out a plan in his mind, and then let go of his defense, allowing the bloodworm to hide in his body.

The ancient bloodworm was the most evil thing of the magic way, which could devour the essence of the human body, but Ye Chunyang was not worried about it. With a light wrap of his spiritual power, the bloodworm seemed to be solidified and unable to move, and the blood threads could not be released.

With the protection of the Origin Heavenly Scripture, the bloodworms could not hurt him at all.

However, the forbidden spell planted in his body by Su Xueyuan made him feel anxious. Even with the magic of the Origin Heavenly Scripture, this spell could not be removed. He did not know where Su Xueyuan learned this mysterious forbidden spell. If he rushed rashly and was discovered by the other party, he was afraid that the ban would burst and he would die on the spot.

Constantly calculating in his heart, Ye Chunyang summed up a long-term plan.

First of all, before he reached the foundation, he still had to endure in order to protect himself, and wait until his cultivation was sufficient in the future before he could confront Su Xueyuan head-on.

As for the Taoist Qing Chong, as long as he did not let the other party find out that he was not controlled by the ancient bloodworm, he did not have to worry about the other party attacking him, but could take advantage of the situation to develop himself secretly.

Moreover, Ye Chunyang had already thought of a way out. If it really came to the point where he could not do anything, he would have to leave Lingyun Sect and find another place to live and cultivate well and pursue immortality.

Although Ye Chunyang did not want to get involved in the muddy water of the missing cultivator, he was chosen by the sect after all. Even if he wanted to find a place to hide and practice in peace, he would be found by the fellow disciples nearby. If he sued the sect, he would not end up well.

However, it was okay to cooperate with the fellow disciples on the surface and do some small actions of his own in secret. Moreover, it was much safer to practice and improve in secret outside than to act under Su Xueyuan's nose.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang felt that it was more necessary for him to carry out this task.

And this thinking took a whole night.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Ye Chunyang threw a talisman into the air, and mysterious spiritual light spread around and disappeared.

After that, he closed his eyes and sat quietly again until half an hour later, when the sun rose in the east, the disappeared talisman flew back again and slowly fell in front of him.

After taking a look at the talisman and reading some information from it, Ye Chunyang suddenly showed a strange look, and then sacrificed a big spoon to the sky, and his figure disappeared.

…

There are 36,781 immortal cities in the Dongzhou Xiuxian world, and 68,316 counties in the mortal world. Each county has dozens of countries, which is twice as many as the immortal cities.

The Kingdom of Women.

This is one of the thirteen countries in Lingjun, but it is different from other countries. It is rumored that the first queen of the Kingdom of Women was once an immortal cultivator. Because she was hurt by love, she hated men so much that she used forbidden techniques in the country to kill all the men in the country overnight, and planted immortal fruit trees in the palace. Women can get pregnant as long as they pick the immortal fruit and take it.

However, the next generation is still a girl.

At noon three days later, Ye Chunyang sat in a restaurant in the capital of the Kingdom of Women, listening to the origin of this country, and was slightly surprised.

This was the first time he returned to the mortal world since he became an immortal cultivator. Although the first queen of the Kingdom of Women was an immortal cultivator thousands of years ago, she had already exhausted her lifespan and passed away. Finding a person with spiritual roots among mortals is like picking one in ten thousand. Gradually, the Kingdom of Women changed from a country of immortal cultivation to an ordinary one.

However, recently these scattered cultivators have disappeared one after another, so many disciples sent by Lingyun Sect have come here. Previously, he received news from his fellow disciples through talismans and met up in this restaurant.

While he was sipping the fragrant tea and waiting patiently, he suddenly concentrated his mind and actually sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power coming from a certain place in the restaurant.

Looking along the fluctuation, he saw two men and one woman sitting around a table, releasing spiritual power soundproofing, and talking secretly.

Obviously, these three people are also immortal cultivators, and their cultivation is not low. One of the middle-aged men sitting in the front has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the remaining one man and one woman are also at the top of the sixth level.

Ye Chunyang was surprised. This is a mortal country. Even if there are scattered cultivators, they are all in seclusion and practicing hard. They rarely show up in the secular world. It is really strange to appear here. And these people don’t look like disciples of the seven sects of immortality from their appearance. In doubt, his spiritual consciousness quietly explored over.