Chapter 809 Conditions and Gifts

Ye Chunyang's expression moved slightly. Judging from what the old man in green said, he thought that the other party was the elder of the Tianxu Sect, the old man Xu Qiong. He had heard of this man's name. He was the same sect brother of Old Monster Yunlu. Together they worshiped under the former great elder of Tianxu Sect.

However, the content of his words surprised Ye Chunyang. The two Yanman tribes actually launched a declaration of war against various factions. At this time, he had not heard Hua Yun and Hong Ji mention it.

It seemed that these two senior brothers had good intentions and deliberately hid it from him for fear that he would refuse to participate in this secret meeting.

Ye Chunyang felt a little unhappy, but he was not a narrow-minded person. Now that he was here, let's listen to what each faction had to say.

"Hey, the Yanman tribe is so arrogant that they actually want to fight us. However, their wishful thinking is too good. If they lose, they will just withdraw from Dongzhou, but we have to hand over the mountain gate to them. How can it be such a good thing to bow down and surrender?"

As soon as the old man Xu Qiong finished speaking, another sneer sounded in the hall, and it was Huang Ying who spoke.

"Brother Huang Ying's words are reasonable, but this time the Yanman clan is powerful, and the great elders of the previous generation who have long been in seclusion have appeared. A total of eleven late-stage pill-forming monks have declared war on us. Although our factions There are many disciples, but the top masters are still inferior. Even if they refuse to fight, the opponent will attack with force, and I am afraid there will be more casualties." Gu Xuan frowned, and as the leader of the righteous path, he had a deep frown on his face. There was also a solemn look.

During this period, the strength displayed by the two Yanman tribes has already suppressed them. Although Dongzhou has many sects, there are only a few great monks in the late stage of pill formation, while the other party has eleven people together. Compared to They were at a huge disadvantage.

Everyone fell silent.

"Decades ago, the barbarians only had three great elders in the late stage of forming pills. I didn't expect that in addition to the Yan clan's alliance this time, those hidden old monsters also appeared." Old Man Xu Qiong pondered for a moment, Then he looked around at the elders of each sect and said: "There are many sects here, but there are only ten monks who have reached the late stage of the full calculation and elixir formation. If we really engage in a bet with the Yanman tribe, we may have no chance of winning."

"Ten? I'm afraid there is one who is absent and has not yet appeared, right?" Before Old Man Xu Qiong finished speaking, Huang Ying suddenly spoke, squinting at Moro, Old Demon Yuankui and others from the four major sects of the Demon Sect.

After hearing this, the elders of each sect also turned their heads to look at the old demons, obviously they all guessed the person Huang Ying was talking about.

Ye Chunyang heard a slight gathering of eyebrows, and a dark light flickered in his eyes.

"The Lord has always been in seclusion and has no interest in worldly affairs. I'm afraid he will not participate in this battle." Moro's eyes flashed and he said calmly.

"Really? Now it's not your Demon Sect's own business, but the safety of the entire East Continent. If Demon Lord Tianxie doesn't come forward to participate in this battle, and the Demon Sect falls, will you still have a foothold?" Huang Ying sneered, not taking Moro seriously at all.

Moro's face darkened.

"Brother Moro, there is some truth in what they said. Why don't you report this matter to the Lord after you go back and ask him to take action?" On the other side, Old Demon Yuan Kui couldn't sit still and whispered.

This old demon is the great elder of Yinsha Valley, and his status and cultivation level are not inferior to Moro. After hearing what he said, Moro raised his eyebrows and kept silent, not knowing what he was thinking in secret.

After a while, he lifted him up and said expressionlessly: "I will convey this matter to the Lord, but whether I will come forward to participate in the battle is not something I can guarantee."

Huang Ying sneered, but said nothing more.

The old man Xu Qiong was silent for a moment, stood up, looked at everyone, and said: "Although we have gathered the strength of various factions to have ten late-stage pill-forming monks, there is still one person missing. If we fight, I am afraid there will still be a slight gap. I don't know. Fellow Taoists, do you have any other ways to deal with this?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the elders of each sect became solemn.

They are all very aware of the strength of the two Yanman tribes. The opponent cannot help but have many masters and a variety of rare treasures in their hands. Even if they gather ten late-stage pill-forming monks to fight, they may not be their opponents. This is a bit tricky.

At this moment, Gu Xuan suddenly turned his head and looked at one place, and said with a slight smile on his face: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Ye from Feixian Sect has great magical powers. He even killed a barbarian in the battle at Qianlong Mountain a few months ago. Great Elder, why don’t fellow Taoists accompany us to fight?”

Ye Chunyang was startled, and for a moment everyone looked at him.

Except for Gu Xuan, Huang Ying and Old Man Xu Qiong, the expressions of the monks in the late stage of alchemy formation from the seven major sects of the Righteous Path and other ancient sects on the border all changed, and they had obviously heard about Ye Chunyang's deeds.

"Haha, I have heard from Junior Brother Yunlu about Fellow Daoist Ye's magical powers. It is perfectly fine to use Fellow Daoist Ye's magical powers to participate in this battle, but I don't know if Fellow Daoist Ye is willing." Old Man Xu Qiong kept looking at Ye Chunyang, as if See him through.

As a result, this person was surprised to find that after his spiritual consciousness fell on Ye Chunyang, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and he received no response at all, which immediately shocked him to the extreme.

Huang Ying and Ao Qingyun looked indifferent on the surface, but at this moment, their eyes looking at Ye Chunyang were obviously a little strange.

Ye Chunyang frowned and said nothing. After a long while, he raised his head slightly and said with a slight smile: "Everyone must be holding Ye in high esteem. It was a fluke that I was able to kill Yiyue when I was at Qianlong Mountain. How dare you act so arrogantly?" Since participating in the gambling battle in the later stage of the pill formation?"

"You are too modest, Fellow Daoist Ye. You and I have fought against each other before. Although Fellow Daoist has not reached the later stage, your magical powers are almost the same. I fully believe that you have the ability to participate in this battle." Gu Xuan gave a long laugh, seeming to say something to Ye Pure Anode has a confident look.

Ye Chunyang frowned secretly. In fact, he was alone. The so-called survival of Dongzhou had nothing to do with him. If the sect really fell, he could just find another place to practice and become a casual cultivator. Why take risks for this?

"Master Gu Xuan said it well. The rise and fall of the sect is the responsibility of every man. Since Fellow Daoist Ye is a capable person, this responsibility should not be shirked."

Old man Xuqiong's eyes were deep.

After a pause, he pondered for a while, and then said: "How about this, if Fellow Daoist Ye agrees to fight, our sects can pay Fellow Daoist the corresponding remuneration. Regardless of success or failure, Fellow Daoist can receive it. How about it?"

Ye Chunyang's mind moved.

Gu Xuan and Huang Ying looked at each other, and different expressions flashed in their eyes.

But neither of them objected. They nodded one after another and said: "This is feasible. As long as Fellow Daoist Ye can deal with the remaining late Jindan, it is naturally no problem to give him some treasures."

At this point, Gu Xuan looked at Ye Chunyang meaningfully, but said no more.

Ye Chunyang's expression flickered. Now he had many treasures in his hands, and even a replica of the magic treasure such as the Fantasy Cloud Flag. Ordinary treasures were not in his eyes at all.

However, the seven righteous sects and the ten border sects were all sects with deep heritage. It was thought that the treasures they offered were all extraordinary. It would be good if he could get some from them.

After thinking for a while, Ye Chunyang said, "Since you all said so, it's okay for Ye to join the battle. However, I am still a shallow Taoist, and I am not sure whether I can compete with the late-stage great cultivators of the Yan and Man tribes. It would be great if you could give me some treasures to help me improve my skills."

Since the words have come to this point, Ye Chunyang simply said it directly without any pretense.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is indeed a straightforward person. I have a piece of armor here, which is a supreme spiritual treasure. Disciples of my sect do not give it away easily. I will give it to you today. I hope you can do your best when fighting with the Yan and Man tribes."

Old man Xuqiong did not mean to drag his feet. After listening to Ye Chunyang's words, he immediately threw out a piece of silver soft armor.

As soon as this item appeared, a layer of bright silver light immediately spread around it, revealing amazing defensive power. Ye Chunyang reached out to take it, and his spiritual sense sensed it a little, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

This armor was made of the skin and bones of some high-level monster. Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual energy, it is at least the upper level of the third level, and it may even be a fourth-level monster. Such a defensive treasure is rare.

Ye Chunyang accepted the armor, bowed to Elder Xuqiong, and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Fellow Daoist Xuqiong. I would be disrespectful if I refuse it."

"I originally wanted to keep this soft armor for a disciple, but now that we are facing a powerful enemy, there is no need to worry about anything." Elder Xuqiong waved his hand and did not look at Ye Chunyang. On the surface, he seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, he felt a little pain.

"Fellow Daoist Xuqiong is really generous. He gave such a treasure at the first sight."

Gu Xuan laughed strangely, and shook his sleeves while speaking. A golden ring flashed out, and fell in front of Ye Chunyang after a flick of his finger. "This thing is called the Golden Flame Ring. It is an ancient treasure refined by ancient cultivators in ancient times. Once it is sacrificed, it can summon the Eight Extremes True Fire and burn the opponent into the invisible. With Fellow Daoist Ye's magical power to use this treasure, I think ordinary people are not your opponent."

Ye Chunyang took a look at the thing, thanked him, and accepted it silently.

The Eight Extremes True Fire is also a kind of spiritual fire of heaven and earth, with great power. However, after having the Purple Gold Holy Fire of the Holy Pattern Cauldron, Ye Chunyang no longer cares about ordinary spiritual flames. This golden flame ring is of little use to him, but since Gu Xuan took it out, how can he refuse it.

"Our sect came here in a hurry and did not bring any high-level treasures. However, I have a magic-repelling bead with me. I will give it to you, Daoist Fellow Ye!"

After Ye Chunyang accepted Gu Xuan's golden flame ring, Huang Ying also looked up at him. A spiritual light shot out from his sleeves and turned into a dark brown jade bead that fell towards Ye Chunyang.

Looking at this jade bead, Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly. He had heard that Lingyun Sect had a magic-repelling bead that was specifically used to suppress demonic energy a few years ago. Although it was not as powerful as his Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword, it was not comparable to other treasures. Huang Ying took this thing out, which surprised him.

Staring at the bead for a while, Ye Chunyang did not act pretentiously and took it away with a wave of his hand.

At this time, he seemed to see Ao Qingyun, who was standing beside Huang Ying, looking at him with a gloomy look.

Instead of looking at each other, Ye Chunyang looked away without any concern and looked at another old man in the hall, with a strange look in his eyes.