Chapter 742 Fire Refining Mountain

The words of the sloppy old Taoist today did make Ye Chunyang a little moved. Nothing is more important than improving his cultivation. However, the place agreed by the old Taoist was in the Western Regions, which was beyond his expectation.

But he didn't care too much. Although the Western Regions were the territory of the barbarians, he could go anywhere with his current cultivation. There was nothing to be afraid of. As long as it was beneficial to his cultivation, he would always give it a try.

After thinking about it for a while, he no longer hesitated and continued to chase in the direction where Hong Xiao fled.

No matter what the reason, this woman had some friendship with him, and he couldn't watch her fall into danger.

At the same time, in a wild ancient forest in another direction, Haode Zhenren fell from the sky like a rainbow, looking around with a gloomy look, but after seemingly finding nothing, he immediately flew away into the distance.

"It is clearly recorded in the sect's classics that the ancient holy demon has the spiritual mark of our ancestors and will never betray our sect. What went wrong?"

While searching, Master Haode's thoughts turned rapidly, recalling all the news about the ancient holy demon.

"Hmph! In the end, it was because of the kid surnamed Ye from Feixian Sect. If he hadn't suddenly appeared, this matter would never have evolved into the current situation. The ancient holy demon has the secret of the immortal calamity. I don't know how much effort I have put in to summon this demon soul. Now I have finally awakened it, and I must not let it disappear! Otherwise, these hundreds of years of hard work will be in vain!"

Thinking with shock and anger in his heart, Master Haode increased his spiritual search.

But no matter how he sensed it, Hong Xiao, who was possessed by the holy demon soul, disappeared without a trace as if he had evaporated from the earth, without a trace of breath, which made his face look even uglier.

While Master Haode and Ye Chunyang were chasing, two shadows slowly emerged from a small valley about a hundred miles away. The one dressed in white and the other in blue was the white-robed man surnamed Gu and Fairy Yaoyao from Tianyao Valley.

After landing, the white-robed man surnamed Gu released his divine sense to sense for a long time, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"As expected of an ancient holy demon, even if only one-third of its cultivation has been restored, it can hide so thoroughly. After several attempts to track it, there is no trace of it."

A gloomy look flashed in the white-robed man's eyes.

Originally, it was thought that the ancient holy demon of the Juling Sect was powerful, but it had just awakened not long ago, and its cultivation was difficult to return to its peak period. It was unexpected that the two of them could not track it down at all.

"Brother, in my opinion, it is better to let this matter go. With the ferocity of the ancient holy demon, let alone whether you and I can catch up, even if we really find it, I am afraid that we may not be able to get clues about the immortal tribulation from it." Fairy Yaoyao suddenly said.

The white-robed man's eyes flickered.

"Junior sister, what you said is wrong. It is precisely because the Saint Lady Saint Demon is vicious by nature that we must find it before its strength is fully restored. In this way, there may be a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, when its cultivation is fully restored, even if you and I gather the power of the entire Tianyao Valley, we may not be able to subdue it!"

After thinking for a while, the man surnamed Gu snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves and fled into the air: "No matter what, I must get the secret of the immortal calamity. The ancient saint demon is the only clue. I must catch it!"

A dark light flashed in the eyes of Fairy Yao, and her face was cloudy for a moment before she followed silently.

More than a month later.

At a certain edge of the junction of the Western Region and the East Continent, Ye Chunyang slowly appeared.

At this time, he was standing outside a dark yellow desert. What he saw was a vast expanse of wind and sand. There was no one in hundreds of miles, and there was an invisible sense of cold and dead silence.

"Boy, you have been chasing for more than a month, and you still don't give up?"

In Ye Chunyang's mind, Guanglingzi's voice sounded faintly.

During this period, Ye Chunyang did not deliberately block the mental connection between the two, so Guanglingzi knew his recent actions clearly.

Since leaving the Xuansha Secret Realm, Ye Chunyang has been searching for Hong Xiao's breath for more than a month, but he has never found anything.

Standing outside a yellow sand and looking up, Ye Chunyang pondered and said for a long time, then narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that the holy demon possessed by Hong Xiao does have some extraordinary magical powers. In this more than a month of pursuit, I can only vaguely sense the direction of its escape with my spiritual perception, but every time I look for it, it disappears without a trace."

"The holy demon has been resurrected since its extinction in ancient times, which shows how powerful it is. The girl was possessed by it, and I am afraid that she can't live even if she wants to. Now she has completely turned into this demon. What can you do even if you catch up with it?" Guanglingzi looked disapproving.

Ye Chunyang did not tell Guanglingzi about Xiaoqing's abnormality. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "In the end, I was a step late. If I had arrived earlier, perhaps Hong Xiao could have avoided being possessed by this demon."

"Who can tell about fate? It was her fate that the little girl was possessed by the holy demon of the Juling Sect. Even if you could arrive earlier, you might not be able to stop it. Haven't you collected all the materials for imitating the Rolling Cloud Flag? Instead of continuing to entangle here, it is better to refine this treasure as soon as possible." Guanglingzi comforted.

Ye Chunyang was silent.

After a long time, he nodded gently and felt relieved.

Guanglingzi is right. No one can predict the destiny of the day, just as Hongji can only predict a little mystery by practicing the art of Bagua deduction, but the change of destiny cannot be mastered. The warmth when he was with Hong Xiao made Ye Chunyang want to save her, but now she has disappeared without a trace after being possessed by the ancient holy demon. It is useless to persist in this.

"Now that the materials are complete, it is indeed time to refine this treasure, but it is not easy to imitate the Tongtian Lingbao. It is necessary to find a place where the fire of the earth's core is strong."

Ye Chunyang swept away the haze in his heart, and then weighed the Qiankun bag with satisfaction.

Before, when refining the elixir in Tianyang City, he had collected a set of spiritual materials, and took back those that Feixianmen found for him from Haode Zhenren. Ye Chunyang already had two sets of materials for refining the imitation of the Juanyun Banner, so he could start.

And he would go to the Western Regions in half a year, so he had to prepare more means.

Thinking of this, he did not linger any longer and turned back to the way he came.

Ye Chunyang did not know that not long after he left, the yellow sand not far away suddenly trembled and surged. After a subtle sound, a green light slowly rose from the ground.

This light circled in the yellow sand for a while, faintly releasing a powerful divine thought, as if observing something, but it did not stay for long before escaping into the depths of the desert.

The border between Dongzhou and the Western Regions is mostly desert. Ye Chunyang searched for a long time but could not find a suitable place to refine treasures. In the end, he could only turn back to the middle.

Compared with the border, the central part of Dongzhou is vast and has many sacred mountains and treasures. It would be much easier to find a place with earth spirit fire.

After more than ten days, Ye Chunyang crossed several states and counties in a row. One day, when he was flying over a mountain range on a cloud, he suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and his eyebrows fell down with a frown.

This mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles, across the Yellow River. Although there is natural water vapor, there are all kinds of red and strangely shaped boulders. After a closer look, you will find that the boulders clearly contain pure fire attribute aura.

Ye Chunyang felt it and showed joy on his face.

The fire aura in this mountain range is extremely rich, which is exactly the place he needs to refine treasures.

After standing here for a while, his eyes were sharp, and the powerful aura on his body was released, turning into long dragons roaring straight up. The whole mountain range was shrouded in his amazing spiritual pressure in an instant.

After cultivating the golden elixir, Ye Chunyang's spiritual pressure was not ordinary. As soon as it was released, the mountain shook, the rocks collapsed, and the monsters that were foraging in the forest suddenly turned over and fell.

In addition, strange sounds of "plop" and "plop" continued to sound in the mountains, and the immortal cultivators who were training or opening caves nearby were also crushed to the ground with a bang, showing a look of horror.

Several cultivators who had reached the late stage of foundation building were surprised when they saw this scene, but this person seemed to be an extraordinary person. After discovering the abnormality, they immediately searched in the direction where the spiritual pressure came from, and soon locked onto the direction of Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang wanted to use the spiritual pressure to drive away the ears and eyes in the mountain so that he could concentrate on refining treasures. He found that someone not only did not leave, but rushed towards him, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, a green rainbow flashed on his face, and waves of rainbow light enveloped him. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a rough-looking black-robed man with a murderous light in his eyes, and waited here quietly.

After a few breaths, the auras of the late stage of foundation building rushed over in unison, and when they saw Ye Chunyang sitting cross-legged here, they immediately scanned his spiritual consciousness and wanted to find out his depth.

But after this exploration, the faces of several cultivators changed drastically, and their bodies softened and they quickly landed to greet him with fists.

"I am Ji Yuanhong, the junior of Qixuan Cave. We are sorry for not welcoming you here." An old man in gray came forward and bowed to Ye Chunyang with a smile.

But before he finished speaking, the big man in front of him suddenly rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Qixuan Cave? I have never heard of it. Within three days, I don't want to see anyone in this mountain, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Chunyang's eyes were fierce, and he looked at the few people as ruthlessly as if they were dead, which instantly made him feel a chill of cold wind.

The old man was stunned, and the others behind him were also surprised, but he seemed to think of something. The old man's eyes flashed and he smiled and said: "Senior, you don't know, this Huolian Mountain is the Taoist temple of Xuanshu Zhenren, the master of my Qixuan Cave. This matter is known to all cultivators within a thousand miles. Senior, you are a guest. If you have any instructions, we will obey them. But if you want to take over this mountain, I am afraid I can't be the master. Why don't I go and inform Xuanshu Zhenren?"

"Xuanshu Zhenren?"

Ye Chunyang looked up at the old man, nodded lightly and sneered, saying: "Okay, just let him come!"