Chapter 932 Three Years

Master Huang Mei was furious. With a sharp shout, his robes moved automatically without wind. The fire around him was like a dragon. His aura was so strong that all the monks present felt faintly suffocated.

"Copyright monk!"

The faces of the middle-aged fat man and Taoist Zhenmu changed drastically. The fire that shone around the body of Master Huang Mei was clearly alchemy fire. This man's cultivation was actually an alchemy monk.

Taoist Zhenmu's heart was trembling wildly. Although he didn't know why this person was pretending to be a magic monk to sell pills, but with such power, they were no match for him even if they joined forces.

He gritted his teeth and protected the Taoist boy behind him, and apologized with a wry smile on his face: "Senior, calm down. This junior didn't know the rules and bumped into senior. I will apologize on his behalf. I hope senior will not remember the villain's fault. Don’t argue with the juniors…”

There was a "pop" sound!

Before Taoist Zhenmu finished speaking, his body flew up in vain. He fell to the side with a red and swollen face and was slapped away by Master Huang Mei.

"Apologise? Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to apologize on his behalf?" Master Huang Mei spat on Taoist Zhenmu's face with a disdainful expression: "I originally just wanted to sell this low-quality elixir, but I didn't expect that your subordinates would This little Taoist boy has messed up the situation again and again, and I am going to tear out his bones today. If you can bear the pain for him, this crime can be avoided. "

Taoist Zhenmu's face was full of shame and anger, but he did not dare to resist at all under the majesty of Master Huang Mei.

On the other side, Qiu Wudao sneered, as if he had expected all this, and was not surprised at all. However, he couldn't help but look a little more awe-struck after Master Huang Mei showed his cultivation level in the pill formation stage.

There was silence for a moment, and the monks looked at Master Huang Mei with fear. No one dared to speak, and they could only look at the Taoist boy with pity.

But when they looked at the Taoist boy, he behaved strangely.

He was indifferent to Master Huang Mei's spiritual pressure. He slowly stepped forward to help Taoist Zhenmu up, and then frowned and looked directly at him.

"Junior, don't say that I am bullying the younger. If you kneel down and beg for mercy within three breaths, I can save you from the pain of your flesh and blood. Otherwise, you will regret it when I personally take action."

Seeing that Ye Chunyang didn't seem to be afraid of him, Master Huang Mei was a little surprised, but thinking that the other party was just a little Taoist boy and was probably just showing off, he immediately said contemptuously.

But before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

The Taoist boy looked at him with a sneer, then disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was half an inch away from him, with cold eyes.

"court death!"

Master Huang Mei was shocked and furious. He instinctively put up a protective shield. Then he made a secret in his hand, and his magic power surged like a tidal wave.

But before he could use the technique, the master saw an unforgettable scene.

The Taoist boy raised his hand and swung a palm as big as a cattail leaf in front of his eyes. Then a crackling sound came into his ears, and the protective shield around Master Huangmei turned into pieces of paper and disappeared.

As soon as Master Huang Mei was horrified, an unparalleled pain hit his face, and his body flew far out of the hall.

With a "Pfft", Master Huang Mei's eyes were filled with stars, and his mouth was full of broken teeth. But before he could get up, his vision suddenly went dark, and his body involuntarily rose into the air. The Taoist boy arrived in front of him without knowing when. He was caught in the air like an eagle catching a chicken.

"you?"

Master Huang Mei's eyes were horrified, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he felt light-headed, and then his head hurt sharply, and he plunged into the ground.

The Taoist boy didn't stop there. He lifted Master Huangmei back and forth and stabbed him hard several times until the master rolled his eyes and fainted, then he threw him aside like trash.

Master Huang Mei moved a few times and then there was no movement.

There was dead silence in the hall.

The middle-aged fat man and others felt as cold as the cold winter wind, and their eyes when looking at the Taoist boy changed from confusion to deep fear.

Qiu Wudao's face turned pale. He glanced at Master Huang Mei, who was unconscious like a dead dog, and then his body slumped to the ground. He was completely stunned when facing the Taoist boy.

No one knows the magical power of Master Huang Eyebrow better than him. Even a fool can see that this Taoist boy has turned him into a dead dog in a blink of an eye.

"Take him away. Next time you see me, you'd better take a detour of thirty miles. Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether I will be merciful next time." The Taoist boy looked back at the hall and looked at Qiu Wudao condescendingly. One word.

Qiu Wudao's body trembled wildly. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded hurriedly. He raised his yellow eyebrows and quickly disappeared into the air without saying a word.

Watching the two people fleeing in despair, a dark light flashed in Tao Tong's eyes. He took one last look at the fat middle-aged man and several other monks before walking away.

Everyone seemed to be turned to stone, and they all froze there for a moment.

It wasn't until the Taoist boy's back disappeared that the middle-aged fat man let out a long breath, slumped weakly on the seat, looked at Taoist Zhenmu, and asked: "Taoist priest, is this Taoist boy really the alchemy boy next to you?"

"This this……"

Taoist Zhenmu's lips trembled for a while, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

To be honest, he can still figure out the origin of this Taoist boy. In the past few months, he has only thought that the other party is an ordinary young man, and has never thought about exploring the other party's details. Who would have thought that today he would show such a shocking display? side.

The other monks looked at each other with the same shock as before.

"I didn't expect that there is such a person in the Mixian Tower of Zhao Louzhu. We are really ignorant. In the future, we will make friends with your tower. I hope that Zhao Louzhu will take care of us!"

"Yes, this time we almost fell for the old man Qiu Wudao. Fortunately, there is this... master in your tower, otherwise we would have suffered losses in vain."

"..."

After looking at each other, the monks smiled and complimented.

The middle-aged fat man laughed dryly and didn't know what to say for a while.

After these magic monks expressed their opinions, they didn't say anything more and stood up to say goodbye.

"It seems that I have to pay a personal visit to this master. My Mixian Tower has such a person. No matter what, I'd better try my best to make friends with him. Even if I can't stay, I must not offend him, otherwise the end of my Mixian Tower will come!" The middle-aged fat man looked at everyone disappearing, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered to himself.

Taoist Zhenmu had a complicated expression. He thought that the Taoist boy was ordinary, but he didn't expect that the other party was just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. No one could understand the taste better than him.

While everyone was guessing, the mysterious Taoist boy who was like a flash in the pan was lying on a couch in a wing room, with his hands behind his head, thinking about something with a flickering look in his eyes.

This Taoist boy was Ye Chunyang who left Dongzhou.

At this time, he was already in Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty.

This is a region called Nanjun, adjacent to Tianfeng Prairie. Speaking of the distance between Dongzhou and Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, he was shocked when he recalled it until now. Even though he had cultivated into a Nascent Soul, it took him three years to arrive at his destination with all his strength.

In fact, Ye Chunyang could have shortened the time by several years without any obstacles, but because of some changes when approaching the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, he accidentally met a group of cultivators a few months ago and learned from them that there was a secret realm that could nourish the soul. In the past three years, due to the loss of soul power, Luo Qingcheng's main soul became weaker even though she lived in the Yangling Tree. After learning the news, Ye Chunyang immediately went to the secret realm to replenish her soul power.

Originally, the matter went very smoothly, but several Jindan cultivators suddenly broke in halfway. Ye Chunyang killed them all in anger, but he never expected that one of these cultivators was the descendant of a demon sect elder of the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty. The other party's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. After discovering that his descendant was killed by him, he chased him madly.

With Ye Chunyang's current cultivation, he was not afraid of this demon sect elder. He used all his magical powers to finally severely injure the other party, but he was also caught in the other party's conspiracy when he was not careful for a while, and was set a forbidden spell by him, which made him unable to use his magic power for a short time.

That is why Ye Chunyang had to temporarily hide in the Mixian Building, trying to dissolve the forbidden spell while collecting information.

Now the forbidden spell in his body has been completely refined, and he has a general understanding of the power structure of the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty.

The Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty has a vast territory, and there are countless immortal sects with a long history. The cultivation methods and factions are also different, but in general, the three major factions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism are the most numerous. The Xu Cang Sect where Qiu Wudao and Master Huangmei were previously located is a branch of the Cang Wuxian Sect, the largest sect of Taoism.

Of course, there are also many powerful independent cultivators and many immortal families and chambers of commerce of different factions. For example, the Mixian Building where he is now is a well-known chamber of commerce in Nanjun. Although the owner Zhao Tong's cultivation is not high, there are many treasures that have passed through his hands. At the same time, he makes huge profits by selling intelligence. This is one of the reasons why Ye Chunyang chose to hide here temporarily. Through the intelligence network of the Mixian Building, he can save a lot of effort.

The only pity is that although it has been several months since I came to Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, I still haven't found the whereabouts of Luo Qingcheng's other sub-souls.

Fortunately, Luo Qingcheng's soul power has recovered a little after passing through the secret realm not long ago. At this moment, it is being absorbed and refined. When she wakes up, she can cast a spell to find the scattered sub-souls.

"I didn't expect that there really is a Buddhist sect in Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty. If there is a chance in the future, I can go and visit it. Maybe I can find out some clues about the Buddhist treasure control tactics."

Ye Chunyang suddenly thought of something, and a deep look flashed in his eyes.

He held the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus, a Buddhist treasure that came from the sky. Although the treasure control tactics he got in the Lingxiao Immortal Venerable Cave Mansion could barely activate this treasure, this tactic was not a Buddhist technique after all. To truly control the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus, you must have a special treasure control tactic.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang secretly made a plan.

It was not until he arrived in the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty that he discovered that the resources here were ten times better than those in Dongzhou. Compared with the various sacred mountains, mineral veins and sect heritage of the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, Dongzhou was completely a remote and barren place. Even if he had not had the purpose of retrieving Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul, Ye Chunyang would have left after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, because the thin spiritual energy in Dongzhou alone was far from enough for his cultivation. If he wanted to make further progress, he needed a wider world.