Chapter 869 Goodbye Old Man Xuqiong

Ao Qingyun looked at the place where the four people died expressionlessly, then raised his hand and grabbed the other party's Qiankun bag, and after a flash of spiritual light on his fingertips, several kinds of spiritual medicine flew out of it.

He lowered his head to look at the spiritual medicines, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then he actually opened his mouth and swallowed the spiritual medicines directly into his stomach, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"This time I was caught in the void crack. I thought I had no chance to get the true essence of Lingxiao Immortal Venerable. I didn't expect that God would help me and let the true essence of the fruit be transmitted with me. However, the power of this fruit was beyond my expectation. Only one-third of it allowed me to break through the late stage of Jindan, but its true essence was violent, so I had to swallow the spiritual medicine raw to temporarily stabilize it."

After swallowing all the spiritual herbs and spiritual medicines in the Qiankun bags of the four people, Ao Qingyun let out a long breath and muttered to himself in a gloomy manner.

It turned out that he and Ye Chunyang and others did not die after being sucked into the void crack in Lingxiao's treasure house. Instead, they came to this fairy plant house and accidentally obtained the true essence of Lingxiao Immortal Venerable Dao Fruit, and broke through the late stage.

But the power of the Dao Fruit is too violent, and it must be stabilized with pills, otherwise there is a danger of exploding and dying.

In the past few days, Ao Qingyun has consumed all the elixirs he brought with him, so he had to temporarily stabilize his true essence by swallowing the elixirs. "Senior Brother Qian" and the other four appeared at this time, and they had many elixirs collected in recent days. As a result, they naturally solved his urgent needs.

"Ye Chunyang, I hope you don't die in the void crack, otherwise I won't have the chance to kill you personally."

Standing there for a long time, Ao Qingyun showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and disappeared after a flash of golden light.

Ye Chunyang took Ao Qingyun away when he and Luo Qingcheng were about to hold a double cultivation ceremony. This move undoubtedly made Ao Qingyun a laughing stock in the entire cultivation world. He didn't show up all this time, not because he didn't care, but because he had been waiting for today.

Ao Qingyun didn't know that shortly after he left, a green light suddenly flashed in the nearby jungle, and an ancient tree four people high trembled slightly, and then transformed into a figure.

It was a girl in green clothes, about ten years old, with a lively light in her eyes.

She looked at the bloodstains left on the ground, and then looked at the direction where Ao Qingyun went away. A trace of deepness that didn't match her age appeared on her young face, and then she disappeared into the forest.

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Ye Chunyang, who was tens of thousands of miles away, didn't know what happened here. At this time, he was standing in a dense ancient tree, looking down with a deep look on his face.

In fact, he had been here for three days and three nights. Under this ancient tree was a palm-sized purple flower, with a faint fluorescence flowing throughout the body, but the flower was tightly closed and not in full bloom.

"According to the time, this spiritual marrow flower is almost ready to bloom. As long as you take this flower, you can refine the Qingchen Pill, and you will have a three-point chance of breaking through the late stage of the Dan formation."

Ye Chunyang stared at the purple flower, with a smile on his face.

Qingchen Pill is an ancient spiritual pill that cleanses the marrow and promotes the true essence. The pill formula comes from the Holy Pattern Cauldron, which plays a key role in breaking through the realm, and the "spiritual marrow flower" is the key to refining this pill.

However, the "spiritual marrow flower" has a special feature. It must bloom on the day of spring dew, when the medicinal effect is the most complete, so Ye Chunyang is waiting here painstakingly.

Seeing that the sky is dark and it is almost nightfall, Ye Chunyang immediately closed his eyes and rested.

According to the time, tomorrow is the spring dew period. If nothing unexpected happens, the spiritual marrow flower will bloom. Ye Chunyang is waiting for an opportunity.

Speaking of which, the time rules in the Immortal Plant Mansion are very different from those in the outside world. Most of the time, the day is long and the night is short, but after a few days, the day and night will be reversed. If it were not for the immortal cultivators with supernatural powers, it would be difficult to accurately calculate the date.

One night passed in the blink of an eye. When the sky was once again a little white, Ye Chunyang smelled a strange medicinal fragrance, and then opened his eyes and looked down with joy.

Sure enough, the spiritual marrow flower was originally closed, but now it is in full bloom, and the crystal light in the stamens is flowing.

Ye Chunyang was delighted when he saw this, and he was about to fall down with a move. He had waited hard for several days for this moment, so he naturally couldn't miss it.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to jump down from the ancient tree, there was a sudden movement, and a little doubt flashed across his face.

At this moment, in his perception, a strong demonic aura was approaching quickly, and it was getting stronger and stronger, as if some powerful demon was coming here.

"Is there any demon beast living in this Xianzhi Mansion?" Ye Chunyang was surprised.

Just as he thought of this, the earth suddenly trembled a few times, and a dull sound of "dong dong" came. A huge black shadow appeared in his sight, like a moving mountain, and quickly approached this place.

At this time, Ye Chunyang saw clearly that the black shadow was actually a rhinoceros-like monster, as big as a mountain, but with only three legs under its belly. It was somewhat similar to the strange beast "Kui Niu" in the transmission, and it exuded a crushing domineering aura from head to toe.

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows. He had read the True Spirit List and had a little understanding of the ancient True Spirits. Kui Niu was also one of the True Spirits, but it only appeared in the East China Sea. How could there be one in this Xianzhi Mansion?

After a closer look, Ye Chunyang quickly understood that this beast was not "Kui Niu", but had some mutated blood, similar to his pet Xiaoqing.

But even so, the cultivation of this beast is far above Xiaoqing. Judging from the aura it exudes at this moment, it has reached the realm of the middle stage of the third level, which is comparable to the middle stage of human Jindan.

As soon as this bull appeared, its huge eyes immediately stared at the blooming spiritual marrow flower, revealing a greedy look, and then turned its head to look at Ye Chunyang on the ancient tree, with murderous intent in its eyes.

"It seems that the spiritual energy of this fairy plant house is indeed much purer than the outside world. Even if the Kui Niu blood in this beast is so thin that it can be ignored, its cultivation is already so powerful."

Ye Chunyang touched his chin, with a thoughtful look on his face.

This mutant bull beast obviously came for the spiritual marrow flower, which made him angry and amused. Although this beast is powerful, it is not enough to pose a threat to him.

Just when Ye Chunyang was thinking this, a loud roar of "moo" suddenly came from his ears. The mutant bull beast was still several meters away a moment ago, but the next moment it was in front of Ye Chunyang, and the horns on its head emitted a cold and sharp cold light, and it swung at him fiercely.

There was a burst of air explosion in the void, and the huge bull horn hit the ancient tree, which immediately turned into powder and exploded. The swiftness of the attack surprised Ye Chunyang.

However, with his current cultivation, even a third-level upper-level monster beast might not be able to threaten him, not to mention that this beast was only a mid-level beast, and he didn't even need to use his main body to raise his hand and chop it down with a sword technique.

Ye Chunyang had no intention of holding back in this attack. As the sword energy whistled, the area within a radius of dozens of feet was immediately covered with dense sword lights. Even though the mutant bull beast was huge, it was surrounded by the sword formation tightly, and it was about to be cut in half.

The mutant bull beast seemed to feel the power of the sword formation, and fear surged in its eyes. It quickly withdrew its body and retreated quickly. At the same time, several groups of black air spurted out of its mouth. After several muffled sounds, the surrounding area seemed to be covered with a layer of black fog, and everything was covered, making the sword formation lose its attack target all of a sudden.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang was also very surprised. It seemed that this mutant bull beast had some magical powers that he could not imagine. But how could this stump him? He immediately used his magic power in his eyes and performed the Sky Eye Technique. At this time, the bull beast released the black mist and suddenly "dengdengdeng" three steps in a row, and opened its mouth to swallow the spiritual marrow flower under the tree.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang laughed in anger, and fifty-four flying swords stabbed at the beast's head without mercy. Before the bull beast had time to swallow the spiritual marrow flower, it let out a violent wail from its mouth, and blood sprayed out like a rain curtain, and the surrounding black mist also dissipated without a trace.

But the rough skin and thick flesh of this bull beast were somewhat beyond Ye Chunyang's expectations. With the sharpness of the Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword, only half of its horn was cut off, and the rest were just some skin injuries, and it didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

Ye Chunyang was stunned. The sharpness of the Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Sword was beyond description. He was really surprised that the beast could survive after being hit by the Wuji Sword Formation.

With a chill in his heart, the sword formation flew up again, and spread out in a word to cut the beast head-on again.

The mutant bull beast was shaken. Although Ye Chunyang's sword did not cause it much injury, its power also made the beast feel terrified. Seeing the sword formation coming again, it knew that it had kicked the iron plate, how could it dare to continue to hold on? At the moment, it didn't care about the covetousness of the spiritual marrow flower, and ran away in a hurry.

Seeing that the beast wanted to escape, Ye Chunyang showed sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. He pointed at the sword tactic lightly, and the fifty-four flying swords immediately increased their spiritual light, blocking the beast's way. The main sword mixed with molten crystal sand was suspended on the neck of the beast, and it was about to cut off its head.

The crisis of death came, and the mutant bull beast was really terrified, and it kept growling in its mouth. Ye Chunyang did not stop the sword formation because of this. He blew out a breath of spiritual energy, which doubled the power of the main sword. With a "swoosh", he rushed straight to the huge neck of the beast and slashed it.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please show mercy!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind. Ye Chunyang's eyes fixed, but he also stopped the sword formation attack and turned to look at the shout.

From the other party's tone, he seemed to recognize him?

When he looked at it, several lights and shadows rushed through the dense forest, and several figures appeared after a flash. When Ye Chunyang saw the other party's face clearly, he was a little surprised.

The person who came was actually the old man Xuqiong from Tianxu Sect, followed by Yunlu. Rong Guipo and other cultivators from the ten major sects in the border. Standing side by side with the old man Xuqiong was a middle-aged man shrouded in black robes, who was also a great cultivator in the late stage of Jindan.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Xuqiong. I wonder if you have any advice?" Ye Chunyang glanced at everyone and said neither servilely nor arrogantly.