Chapter 778: Brahma Gold Leaf

As his consciousness entered the jade slip, a huge stream of information suddenly flooded into Ye Chunyang's mind, and the names of various familiar medicinal materials emerged one by one.

The reason why he felt familiar was that Ye Chunyang had obtained a fragment of the Haoyuan Pill recipe in Master Ku Mu's immortal palace, so it was naturally not obscure to comprehend it again this time.

However, this complete pill recipe was not comparable to the part left by Master Ku Mu. After careful comprehension, Ye Chunyang found that although Master Ku Mu had obtained the formula from the main cauldron, he did not get the real refining method, and the real key was here.

But just after he finished comprehending the pill recipe, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face, as if he had discovered something that surprised him extremely.

After a while, Ye Chunyang flipped his hand, and various jade boxes containing medicinal materials appeared in his palm.

It was exactly what was needed to refine the Haoyuan Pill.

Because he had once comprehended the fragments left by Master Ku Mu, Ye Chunyang had already known the medicinal materials for refining this pill, so he cultivated the medicinal materials in advance after obtaining this fragment.

After taking out all the herbs, he patted his Qiankun bag again, took out a glass-colored jade bottle, and looked at it silently.

The jade bottle was covered with ripples, and crystal white light was emitted from time to time, which seemed to be full of spirituality. It was the spiritual spring water that he had been collecting for many years.

"I didn't expect that the most critical thing for refining Haoyuan Dan was not the herbs, but the spiritual spring water. If I hadn't collected several bottles in Lingtian Realm by chance, I'm afraid that even if I got the complete recipe, it would be in vain!"

Staring at the spiritual spring water in the jade bottle, Ye Chunyang suddenly sighed and smiled bitterly.

After comprehending the complete Haoyuan Dan recipe, he found that it was actually necessary to condense the spiritual spring water to make the pill. It was extremely shocking to him. With such harsh refining conditions, I'm afraid that ordinary people would be stunned after getting it!

Ye Chunyang smacked his lips, thanking himself for his good luck. If he hadn't encountered a spiritual spring in Lingtian Realm, this hard-earned recipe would have become useless!

However, although he brought back some spiritual spring water from Lingtian Realm, after so many years of consumption, Ye Chunyang only had a few bottles left. Judging from the recipe, the spiritual spring water needed to refine Haoyuan Dan is more than a little bit. Even if it is not squandered, there will probably not be much left for refining the pill. This is a headache for him.

After all, spiritual spring water can save lives in many cases. If it is gone, it will be difficult to escape in the face of danger in the future.

As for finding another place with spiritual spring water, it is even more wishful thinking. You must know that spiritual spring water is not an ordinary thing. Except for the spiritual world in the Northern Wilderness Chaos Demon Realm, I have not heard of any other place where this water exists.

However, although Ye Chunyang was reluctant to squander this thing, he did not show any hesitation. He immediately waved his hand, and the four holy pattern tripods merged into one, and the size gradually shrank. Then, with a spell, the purple flames in the tripod rose.

Although the spiritual spring water is good, it is not as important as improving cultivation. Ye Chunyang is very clear about this.

Although he has reached the early stage of forming a pill, and after practicing the Immortal Golden Body Technique, he can have a lifespan of more than a thousand years, but what will happen after the thousand years are exhausted? In the end, he will not be able to escape the life and death limit!

To obtain a longer life, the only way is to continuously improve cultivation!

Through this period of comprehension, Ye Chunyang not only obtained many ancient recipes from each holy pattern tripod, but also understood the method of controlling the four tripods. In a moment, he can integrate the three auxiliary tripods into the main tripod, and although he can also create a spiritual tripod formation, he can do it very well.

After smelting the cauldron for a while, Ye Chunyang did not delay any longer and put all the herbs in the box into it one by one for smelting. Then he pinched a strange spell with his hand, and his consciousness and magic power slowly flowed out and spread into the cauldron.

The surroundings became quiet for a while, with only the occasional sound of fire and the fragrance of smelting herbs, as if everything was isolated from this place.

In fact, although Ye Chunyang's cave was temporarily set up, it was also carefully selected. In terms of spiritual energy alone, it was no worse than the holy places of cultivation of some large sects. Some spirit gathering arrays he personally arranged were completely enough to refine Haoyuan Dan.

When Ye Chunyang was in a closed-door retreat like hiding in the world, an ancient huge palace stood majestically in a place where yellow sand and grassland were connected, thousands of miles away from this place. This palace was divided into nine floors, and a bronze statue of a dragon python was perched on the top, opening its mouth and roaring to the sky, as if scolding the world, giving people a chilling feeling that shocked the soul from a distance.

In a secret room on the top floor of the huge palace where the dragon and python were entrenched, several old men were gathered. These people were dressed in special clothes and had gloomy faces, which were obviously different from the cultivators in Dongzhou. However, there was another young woman among them, wearing a red veil, with a charming figure and a bit of exotic style.

Several people sat opposite each other, with solemn expressions, but they were silent.

"Fellow Daoist Baili, you and my Yan and Man tribes have been at odds for generations. Now you suddenly come here to tell you that you can help my barbarian tribe break the Fenglingque restriction and let my barbarian tribe rule Dongzhou. Do you think I will believe you?"

After a long silence, a low sneer sounded. The person who spoke was a white-haired old man with a fair face. If Ye Chunyang was here, he would not feel that this person was unfamiliar. It was the elder surnamed Mu who almost left him in the Western Regions a few years ago.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man in blue robe in front of him, his expression uncertain, as if he wanted to prove something from him.

"This is a different time. Although our two tribes have been enemies for generations, it is nothing more than resources. However, in comparison, no matter how vast your barbarian tribe's Western Regions and my Yan tribe's Tianfeng Prairie are, they can never compare to the abundant spiritual energy in Dongzhou. Dongzhou cultivators have countless spiritual veins and are far better at cultivation than you and me. In this case, in order to gain greater benefits, why can't we cooperate?"

The blue-robed man chuckled. This man is also a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. He didn't care about the temptation of the elder surnamed Mu.

Beside him, there were two other men with fierce faces. Their cultivation was comparable to his. They were also great cultivators in the late Jindan stage, but it seemed that they had advanced for a shorter time and were not as long-lasting as the blue-robed man.

"Really? It's true that our tribe covets the abundant resources of Dongzhou, but we don't want to be used for nothing, and end up helping others to make wedding clothes." The old man surnamed Mu said with a sneer.

"Use? Haha... Brother Mu, why do you say that? Although your barbarian tribe is powerful, it is not easy to conquer Dongzhou alone. Otherwise, how could you never set foot here for tens of thousands of years like my Yan tribe? And my Yan tribe has been trapped on the grassland for a long time and has long wanted to change its habitat. If your barbarian tribe has our help, it will only benefit you and not harm you." The blue-robed man smiled indifferently.

"Haha, if that's the case, isn't Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty closer to your Tianfeng Prairie? Why do you have to go far away and cross the Western Desert of my barbarian tribe to attack Dongzhou?"

A bone-softening laugh suddenly sounded from the side, and the beautiful woman in red, who was full of exotic charm, looked at the blue-robed man and his group with interest.

The smile on the blue-robed man's face condensed slightly, and there seemed to be a little imperceptible strange color in his eyes.

He looked at the beautiful woman for a few times, and suddenly regained his friendly look, saying: "Fellow Daoist Yi Yue, you are joking. Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty is such a place that even the ten Yan tribes combined are not qualified to get involved in them. In comparison, Dongzhou is much easier."

After a pause, a sneer flashed in the blue-robed man's eyes, and then he said: "Although the restrictions on Fenglingque have blocked your barbarians for tens of thousands of years, they are not impossible for our Yan tribe to break. I came here with enough sincerity this time."

While speaking, he waved his hand, and the spiritual light flashed in his sleeves, and a palm-sized, peculiar golden leaf floated out.

This leaf looks like a human hand, but it also looks like a lotus leaf. There are dots of golden luster all over the body, and it is covered with fine lines. If you look closely, you will find that these lines are constantly wriggling, like a fresh tadpole, which looks extremely weird.

"Fanjin Leaf!"

Just when this golden leaf appeared, the old man surnamed Mu suddenly shook his body, and his face showed a solemn look.

Beside him, the beautiful woman in red and the young man in silver were also shocked. They stared at the object in disbelief, as if they knew the origin of the object.

"It seems that the three Taoist friends also know the Brahma Gold Leaf." The blue-robed man laughed and said with a hint of pride.

The old man surnamed Mu looked at the golden leaf in the blue-robed man's hand with a gloomy face. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "It is said that the Brahma Gold Leaf is a leaf that fell when the Brahma Gold Holy Lotus, a spiritual treasure of the ancient times, was born. This lotus is a Buddhist thing and has incredible purification power. Although this leaf is not as powerful as one-tenth of the Brahma Gold Holy Lotus, it is enough to dissolve ordinary magic array restrictions."

The blue-robed man raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised that the old man surnamed Mu had such a detailed understanding of the Brahma Gold Leaf, but soon he didn't care anymore.

Although this treasure is mysterious, it is also recorded in some ancient books. As the great elders of the barbarian tribe, it is not surprising that the three old men surnamed Mu know this thing.

"Now the three Taoists should believe that our tribe has the ability to break the forbidden barrier of Fenglingque, right?" The blue-robed man put away the Brahma Gold Leaf, and said calmly with a slight smile on his lips.

The old man surnamed Mu narrowed his eyes and stared at the blue-robed man's face for a long time without saying a word.

"What do you want?"

After a long time, the old man surnamed Mu finally spoke slowly.

"It's very simple. As long as our two tribes join forces to capture Dongzhou, our Yan tribe can occupy a place in Dongzhou, and the resources will not be less than those of the nobles." The blue-robed man seemed to have expected the old man surnamed Mu to say this, and then smiled faintly.

"Okay! My Barbarian tribe will agree to this!" Unexpectedly, the elder surnamed Mu agreed, "After taking over Dongzhou, our two tribes will be equal and share resources!"