Chapter 699 The Secret of the Ice Pond

Princess Hongxiao couldn't help but change her face when she heard the Taoist nun's words.

In front of the magic cultivator, she was pitifully weak in this way. How could she resist if the other party tracked her down?

"You don't have to worry too much. Now that you have joined my sect, Sun Shijin will not dare to break into Feixianmen no matter how arrogant he is. You can practice here with peace of mind." The Taoist nun saw Princess Hongxiao's worry and waved it away. He waved his hand to comfort him.

Princess Hongxiao felt relieved and thanked her: "Hongxiao will always bear in mind the grace of Master's protection. From now on, she is willing to serve Master until death."

The Taoist nun was very satisfied after hearing this, nodded and said: "Master knows that you are eager for revenge, but it is not easy to rush into this matter. From today on, you will practice some Qi refining techniques with Qingzhu. When the time is right, I will teach you high-level skills."

"Yes, thank you Master!" Princess Hongxiao could not hide her excitement on her face.

"Okay, you can go down and Qingzhu will arrange a place for you." The Taoist nun waved her hand.

Princess Hongxiao retreated at his signal.

But when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but look into the distance, his eyes flickering slightly.

She didn't mention to Su Qin just now that Ye Chunyang killed the foundation-building monks with his bare hands in the palace. To her, this "Brother Ye" always gave her an extremely mysterious feeling. She subconsciously thought that the other party had other plans. To avoid causing unnecessary trouble to her, Princess Hongxiao thought it would be better to hide the matter.

"I wonder what it will be like for Brother Ye to follow that senior Ming?" Princess Hongxiao murmured to herself, and in the end couldn't help but laugh at herself.

With the other party's powerful ability, I probably don't need to worry about it.

With a sigh, Princess Hongxiao shook her head and left worried about gains and losses.

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While Princess Hongxiao was thinking about it, Ye Chunyang, who had left the Xingxuan Bamboo Forest, was following Mingrong Tengyun towards a certain towering cloud mountain with a depressed expression on his face.

In fact, after he mastered the method of casting pills, he no longer needed to be restricted by the loss of his magic power during the day. However, in order to conceal himself, he still had to pretend to be surprised when following behind this veteran.

But I don't know if it was because he seemed to have no cultivation, but the old Taoist didn't seem to care much about him. He didn't say much except reminding him of some taboos of the Feixian Sect along the way.

Although Ming Rong had a bad attitude, Ye Chunyang didn't care, but was secretly happy.

From the other party's mouth, he already knew roughly the situation of the Feixian Sect. Although this sect was not as good as the big immortal cultivating sects in the Chaos Demon Realm, it also had two mid-to-late-stage Dan-forming cultivators, whose strength was comparable to that of the good demons.

This sect is divided into five branches and nine peaks. Each branch is controlled by a late mana master. Each of the nine peaks has its own treasures. It is the foundation of Feixian Sect. It is said that there are countless treasures and techniques in it, but they are only limited to foundation building. The above disciples enter.

Having seen all the major sects in the Beihuang Demon Realm, Ye Chunyang would naturally not take Feixian Sect to heart, which only had two pill-forming monks in charge. However, he was slightly interested in the Nine Peaks Collection. If he had the opportunity to go in and take a look, he would be interested. Not bad.

Just when he was thinking this, his mind suddenly moved, and he looked towards a certain deep mountain in the door.

At that moment, he seemed to feel some unusual aura coming from him, and a small part of the mysterious cold energy refined in his body actually responded to it, as if it was about to rush out of his body.

Upon discovering this abnormality, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but be surprised. He hurriedly used the magic formula to dim the cold air, and then looked along the source of the air. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could only see a trace of white cold air slowly rising from the sacred mountain and drifting towards the clouds.

But this cold energy is extremely hidden and blocked by a layer of barrier. If it weren't for Ye Chunyang's powerful cultivation and the echo of the mysterious cold energy in his body, it would be difficult to detect it.

"It seems that that place should be Feixianmen's Arctic Ice Pond."

While Ye Chunyang was surprised, Guang Lingzi's voice transmission sounded in his mind. This old monster had the perception of the Nascent Soul stage, so naturally this little abnormality could not escape his eyes.

"Yes, when I was in Yuanzhou Kingdom, I got some Xuanhan Qi from Concubine Lu, and now it echoes this aura. It must be the Arctic Ice Pond of Feixianmen. However, looking at the strict restrictions here, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to investigate." Ye Chunyang replied.

He raised his head and glanced at Mingrong, who was indifferently controlling Teng Yun in front of him, and said secretly: "This person is a famous formation master of Feixian Sect. Maybe he knows something about the restrictions of the Arctic Ice Pool. Since he wants to accept me as a disciple. , I just want to inquire about it, maybe I will gain something."

Unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang was naturally overjoyed when he discovered the location of the Arctic Ice Pond so smoothly.

After a long time in the mortal world, his Dantian has become strong enough. It is okay to attack the Dantian stage at this time. However, the Danhuo formed during the advanced stage of Danjiu is extremely dangerous. If it can be neutralized by Xuanhan Qi, It is much safer.

"Speaking of this, I was surprised to come to Feixianmen this time. In the past, this sect was extremely glorious. There were several Nascent Soul monks, and there were even more in the pill-forming stage. Now, there are only two pill-forming monks in charge. It’s sad to be reduced to a second-rate sect like the Tianqi Sect in the Luanmo Realm!”

Guang Lingzi sighed quietly, with unspeakable emotion in his words.

Ye Chunyang remained silent.

Just when he was getting closer to the cold air, Mingrong suddenly turned around and looked at him, with a hint of sternness on his face, and said: "Did you see it? That is the Arctic Ice Pond in the forbidden area of ​​my sect. No disciple is allowed to enter, only Only characters above the elder level can enter it. When you first enter the Feixian Sect, you must not break in, otherwise it will cause unpredictable consequences and you will die without knowing how."

"Yes, disciple, keep this in mind." Ye Chunyang looked horrified.

Mingrong nodded, turned around and remained indifferent.

Ye Chunyang looked at the man's back, his eyes flickered a few times, and he said unconsciously: "When we passed the Arctic Ice Pond just now, I felt that the forbidden method was powerful, and I heard Master Su Qin's words about the master's formation method. I think the restriction in the ice pond must have been Master’s work!”

"Huh? You can actually see the forbidden magic in the ice pond. It seems that although your qualifications are low, you are not too useless." Ming Rong paused and looked at Ye Chunyang with surprise.

Hearing what this old man said, Ye Chunyang rolled his eyes in his heart.

But he acted honest on the surface and said: "It's strange to say that the disciple didn't pay attention deliberately, but for some reason he just took a look and seemed to see some traces of intertwined light, so he made a random judgment."

Mingrong was stunned.

"The Arctic Ice Pond is a forbidden method passed down from ancient times by my sect. It is very magical. Even the foundation-building monks may not be able to see it. This kid has no cultivation at all, but he can see the fluctuations of the formation at a glance. Could it be that he is born with formation skills? One has extraordinary talent.”

Mingrong looked at Ye Chunyang with a strange expression, feeling surprised in his heart.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of joy in his heart, and he even became a little excited.

Ye Chunyang's sharp eyesight allowed him to notice something strange about Ming Rong, and he couldn't help but be more wary of this person out of doubt.

This man took the initiative to take him under his wing, and he seemed unusual at the moment. It would be better if he had no other purpose.

However, Mingrong's abnormality did not last long. After a flash, he returned to normal and said: "The forbidden method of the Arctic Ice Pond was set up by the founder of the sect. Although the master has some attainments in formations, he does not dare to act recklessly. On par with the Patriarch, the fact that you can see the fluctuations of forbidden magic in the ice pond shows that you have some talent in the art of formation. From now on, as long as you practice hard as a teacher, you will achieve something."

This person's words were humble, but his expression could not hide his pride. It was obvious that Ye Chunyang's words of praise just now were very useful.

"Yes, Chunyang should remember his master's teachings." Ye Chunyang looked like a good disciple.

Mingrong stroked his beard and nodded with great satisfaction.

How did he know that in terms of formation skills alone, Ye Chunyang's attainments were only above him and not below him.

"Let's go, follow my master to the cave to meet your senior brothers."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingrong's magic technique was activated, and the surrounding clouds suddenly surged, and Ye Chunyang escaped several miles away in a flash.

Half an hour later, the two landed on a solitary peak with beautiful mountains and clear waters. There was a series of connected towers on the peak, on which figures could be vaguely seen flying in the light. But what caught Ye Chunyang's attention the most was that there were numerous magic formations on this peak. , or to gather spiritual energy, or to defend against the enemy, or even to exchange objects in the void, which is dizzying.

There are so many magic formations in the cave, and they live up to the reputation of being the first magic formation of Mingrong Feixianmen.

Without saying a word, Mingrong put away his escaping light and led Ye Chunyang on foot towards a loft in the middle.

Several disciples at the door came forward to welcome them. Seeing that their master was returning home, they hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said in unison: "Greetings to the master!"

"No need to be more polite." Ming Rong waved his hands indifferently and walked into the building, and then said to Ye Chunyang: "These are your senior brothers. You can familiarize yourself with this place with them in the near future. In ten days, you will be the master of Rong. Come to Xuan Pavilion, I have something important to tell you."

"Yes, disciple, accept the order."

A trace of surprise flashed through Ye Chunyang's heart, but his face remained calm. After speaking, he cupped his fists at several disciples and said, "I'm here, Ye Chunyang. I'd like to ask my senior brothers for advice in the future."

"Haha! Junior brother, you're welcome. My name is Xu Shengqi, and I am their senior brother. They are second junior brother Peng Xu, third junior brother Dong Yan, and fourth junior brother Dong Rui. If you have any problems in cultivation in the future, you can come and ask us. When you first enter the Immortal Sect, you should normally call me Senior Uncle, but when Master accepts you as a disciple, you only need to call me Senior Brother like them."

A tall man standing on the far left smiled and patted Ye Chunyang on the shoulder, looking very generous.

Following his instructions, Ye Chunyang looked at the other three people, who were wearing red, black, and white Taoist robes.

The one in red is the second senior brother Peng Xu. His face is as cold as ice, and his whole body exudes an icy aura. It seems that he is practicing some kind of ice attribute technique. He stands there like an ice sculpture.

The two men next to him, one black and one white, have similar names and looks. They are obviously a pair of brothers. Dong Yan is slightly older and carries a brush as thick as his arm, with bursts of sharp edges coming from it. Dong Rui was only in his early twenties, and his eyes were looking at Ye Chunyang curiously. His personality was very different from Dong Yan.

Ye Chunyang glanced over one by one, and found that these people were not very high in cultivation. Except for senior brother Xu Shengqi, whose cultivation was in the middle stage of foundation building, the others were all in the early stages.