Chapter 918 The old man guarding the pavilion

As the ladder was retracted, Ye Chunyang was shocked by the scene that appeared in front of him.

This is actually Lingyun Sect's Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

There was no one around, except for a bamboo chair in the pavilion, and an old man with an ancient face half lying there, looking senile and sleepy.

Ye Chunyang looked at this person. He didn't have any aura of being a cultivator, but with this place as the center, there was an isolation restriction within a few miles, making everything stand still.

After seeing the old man's face clearly, Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank slightly, and the old man guarding the pavilion whom he met when he first came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion appeared in his mind. Isn't this the same person?

"Did you just take action to drag me here?" Ye Chunyang looked confused and did not make any rash moves until he understood the situation.

The old man's eyes were half-squinted, and he was holding a feather fan in his hand, swinging it gently, like a kind old man who was taking care of his old age. He seemed to turn a blind eye to Ye Chunyang's questions and did not answer.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang's heart sank even more.

At that time, my cultivation was low, so I thought that the other party was just an ordinary elder guarding the pavilion, but now it seems that it is not as simple as what I saw.

"When Taoist friend took away the original scripture here, I thought that Taoist friend was just passionate for a moment, but I didn't expect that he actually cultivated to the realm of invisibility. Why, now that he is here, the Taoist friend next to him doesn't intend to Would you like to show up to see me?"

Just when Ye Chunyang was about to release his consciousness to investigate again, faint words came from the old man's mouth, with a kind smile on his face, but he seemed to have a deeper meaning.

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang felt a chill in his heart. Such a tone proved that the person who had just taken action was undoubtedly this old man. He could actually see the main body hidden aside at a glance. Where did he come from?

And now that he is showing his appearance as a clone, the old man pointed out that he was the one who took away the original scripture from here. Doesn't it mean that the latter has seen his soul-body-changing technique?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Ye Chunyang felt. He had two secrets, one was the spiritual spoon, and the other was the clone. This feeling of being seen through made him uncomfortable.

Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered with dark light, but he remained calm on the surface and said calmly: "What did the senior mean? I don't know clearly."

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, as if he had become energetic, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Hey, we haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years, and the kid is still as naughty as before, but since you don't want to show it, I won't force you. you."

Ye Chunyang's heart was gloomy and unsettled. He never expected that Lingyun Sect would hide such an expert. Sure enough, there was a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world.

Now his cultivation level has stood proudly at the pinnacle of the world of immortal cultivation in Dongzhou, and all the major sects can come and go. If anyone else could see through his background like this, they would definitely kill him with one sword, but the old man guarding the pavilion could resolve it with one move. With his magical power, he saved Huang Ying and Gu Xuan from his hands. He was no ordinary monk.

Could it be an old monster from the Nascent Soul stage?

But since Lingyun Sect has such an expert, why does no one outside the world know about it? Even Huang Ying himself didn't know?

The old man looked at Ye Chunyang indifferently, with a kind smile on Canggu's face, but the more he looked like this, the more Ye Chunyang felt that this person was unfathomable.

This feeling was only experienced by the old blind man.

"Boy, you don't have to guess too much about my identity. In the final analysis, I am just an old man looking after the door. However, I am really surprised that you can practice the Origin Scripture to this level. After all, even if this technique is combined with People with tacit understanding will never reach this level of cultivation." As if he understood what Ye Chunyang was thinking, the old man shook his feather fan and said with a strange smile.

Ye Chunyang frowned deeply, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Senior brought Ye here, it is not just as simple as giving instructions to juniors on martial arts, right?"

The old man smiled profoundly.

He sat up from the rocking chair, looked directly at Ye Chunyang, and said: "Since you said so, I won't beat around the bush with you. Although my old bones are of no use, I can't stand the despicable behavior of that old boy Huang Ying. But after all, he is a member of the Lingyun Sect and cannot sit back and watch the sect be destroyed. Isn't it a slap in my face if you come to kill me so unscrupulously? "

Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy and he didn't answer, but the magic power in his body was about to activate due to the old man's words.

The other party is obviously protecting Lingyun Sect, so there is no guarantee that he will not take action to keep him here. He will never sit still and wait for death.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's vigilance, the old man didn't care. He smiled to himself and said: "Speaking of which, if it weren't for the survival of the sect, I wouldn't be too lazy to meddle in other people's business. However, you are an exception. With your current level of cultivation, In addition, since I have cultivated the Origin Scripture to such an extent, I am not sure whether I can really keep you. Now that I have revealed my identity in front of you, how about I just make a deal with you?"

"What deal do you want to do with me, senior?"

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, his inner vigilance never relaxing even a little bit, but what the old man guarding the pavilion said next surprised him.

"The original scripture you took back then was just a fragment!" The old man guarding the pavilion looked at Ye Chunyang, his seemingly muddy old eyes had a sharpness that could see through everything.

Ye Chunyang's heart skipped a beat and he half-closed his eyes without answering.

But the old man's words immediately shocked him again: "Let's do this! How about I use the next part of my technique to trade with you for the life of that old boy Huang Ying?"

Ye Chunyang's heart was beating, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he said: "The second half of the original scripture is in the hands of the senior?"

"Yes, this technique is unique and has never been cultivated. When I saw you take it away, I was curious and left the rest to see if you were really destined to this technique. Now it seems that my guess is not wrong. Now I am trading this technique with you, and you are not at a disadvantage." The old man guarding the pavilion said lightly.

"How do I know that what you said is true?" Ye Chunyang did not show any abnormality, and looked at him calmly.

"Hehe, although your cultivation level is now the first person under the Nascent Soul stage, if I really want to control you, I have a way. Under such a premise, do you think I need to lie to you? I traded this technique with you just because I don't want to make a big fuss." The old man rolled his eyes and looked indifferent.

Ye Chunyang's expression flickered. There was no need to say more about the benefits brought to him by the Origin Heavenly Scripture. This trip also wanted to try to explore the second half of this technique. Unexpectedly, the old man guarding the pavilion took the initiative to propose such a condition, which was the best for him.

Moreover, although the old man guarding the pavilion seemed unfathomable, he was obviously afraid of him, so his inner vigilance was also relaxed.

"Okay, I will make this deal with you. I will forgive the Lingyun Sect for inciting the various factions to besiege our Feixian Sect. However, I must make sure that the skills in your hands are indeed the remaining fragments of the Origin Heavenly Scripture."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Chunyang agreed.

"No one knows the method of this skill better than you. Whether it is true or false, you can verify it yourself."

After Ye Chunyang said this, the old man guarding the pavilion unexpectedly threw it casually, and a jade slip flew out of his sleeve and shot straight at Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang released his divine consciousness and examined the jade slip for a moment. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he reached out to take it, and his divine consciousness once again explored it. Suddenly, a torrent of information poured into his mind, and the familiar chapter of the skills reappeared, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

But after careful comprehension, Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, but then he showed a little sudden realization, and finally he was silent with a thoughtful look.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the old man guarding the pavilion, frowning and said: "This technique is just a fragment?"

"Yes, it is indeed only the third part of the Origin Heavenly Scripture." The old man did not hide it and nodded frankly.

Ye Chunyang's face sank.

"Boy, there is no need to be so. This technique is extraordinary. Even I don't know its origin. I found these three parts by chance in this Sutra Pavilion. No one knows where the rest is. If you hadn't practiced the first two parts, I'm afraid this third part of the technique would have been forgotten by me long ago."

The old man guarding the pavilion spread his hands and said helplessly.

Ye Chunyang carefully observed the old man's expression, his eyes gloomy.

The old man's cultivation must be higher than his, so there is really no reason to lie to him. Although the technique he got now is only the third level, he is ecstatic.

Moreover, after comprehending this third level technique, he found that many obscure points before became clear, which might be of great help to his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

After a few thoughts flashed in his mind, he finally said nothing more. He bowed to the old man guarding the pavilion and said, "Thank you for your help, the grievances between Feixian Sect and Lingyun Sect will be written off from now on. I will not pursue this matter in the future."

"That's great. After all, no one has ever been able to practice this technique, but you can succeed. From a certain perspective, it is tailor-made for you. I am just doing a favor to instantly resolve some of the grievances in your heart, but whether the future part can be completed depends on your own luck." The old man guarding the pavilion laughed and accepted Ye Chunyang's gift calmly.

Ye Chunyang nodded, suppressed his joy and put the jade slip into the Qiankun bag.

Seeing this, the old man guarding the pavilion waved his hand, and the restrictions around him disappeared.

He glanced at Ye Chunyang for the last time, and the smile on his face disappeared. He was replaced by a solemn expression, and said meaningfully: "Although you are from our sect, you have had a lot of bad luck in your life, and your relationship with our sect has long ended. Take care of yourself in the future!"

Ye Chunyang felt these words and felt a little touched, but he didn't say much. After clasping his fists and bowing, he turned around and flew into the sky.

Watching his escape light go away, the old man guarding the pavilion moved his mouth, and there seemed to be a bit of weirdness on his face. Then he turned around and walked back to the Sutra Pavilion, half-lying down on the rocking chair again, leisurely shaking the feather fan in his hand, as if it had been like this since ancient times...