Chapter 937 Yuanying Ancestor

The visitors were dressed in the same clothes and were obviously from the same group. The first one, a middle-aged man in white robes in the late stage of pill formation, smiled at Ye Chunyang and cupped his hands, saying: "Junior Huan Chen, the head of the Huan family, I don't know that the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage has arrived. Therefore, I ask for your forgiveness, senior.”

As soon as these words came out, a swishing sound suddenly resounded in the crowd, and everyone's eyes fell on Ye Chunyang.

"Ancestor Nascent Soul!"

"How can this be!"

Fatty Zhao, the old man in Taoist robes, and the young woman in palace attire were stunned for a moment, and their expressions became extremely exciting.

The goatee Taoist priest had a look of death on his face. Even though he had already made some suspicions during the previous fight, now he could not help but tremble in his heart when he heard the head of the Huan family say it himself.

He was extremely frightened.

This person is clearly a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he behaves so mediocrely. Isn't this pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? I had shown that my eyes were higher than my head before, but now I am afraid that my end will be worrying.

The goatee-bearded Taoist priest's expression flickered for a while, and he looked at the white-robed middle-aged man for help. Since the Huan family members appeared at this time, they obviously planned to intervene in the matter, so that he could survive.

"Ancestor?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the middle-aged group in white robes. This call of "ancestor" was quite interesting, but since he had lived for two thousand years, he accepted it calmly.

However, he was a little surprised. He did not reveal his cultivation level. It was obviously impossible for these pill-forming monks to see through it. The other party was able to tell the truth in one word. I guess it was because of the ancestor of the Huan family who was about to turn a thousand years old. Only monks of the same level can sense his magical power.

"Are you the head of the Huan family?" He looked at the middle-aged man in white robe, and there was a strong majesty between his brows.

Now that his cultivation level has been exposed, there is nothing to hide.

"That's right, junior." The middle-aged man in white robe smiled politely and replied.

"This junior from the Xu Cang Sect is ignorant of life and death and has provoked me in many ways. I want to kill people today. Do you dare to stop me?" Ye Chunyang said calmly, with no anger on his face, but it made the people around him feel a suffocating oppression.

The momentum of a strong man emerges spontaneously!

The middle-aged man in white robe had a dull look on his face. He didn't expect that this "ancestor" would be so tough. It seemed that things were going to be difficult to resolve today.

However, as the leader of the clan, he is naturally a well-informed person, and this incident happened outside Taiyuan City, so he naturally could not sit back and ignore it. After a brief embarrassment, he smiled and said: "With the magical power of my seniors, Cultivation, you have to do anything, juniors dare not interfere on their own, but now my ancestor of the Huan family is celebrating his thousandth birthday, and monks from all over the world have come to congratulate me. As the host, I, the Huan family, should maintain order here. Just now, my senior has destroyed the virtual world. Disciples of the Cang sect, I hope that my seniors can sell me the Huan family and let go of the long bow."

"You, a junior, speak tactfully. No wonder you are the leader of this clan. However, since you just called me ancestor, if you let me let go of this long bow just based on these words, wouldn't it be possible for anyone to do whatever you want in front of me in the future?" Even if you talk sweet words, you have to act accordingly?" Ye Chunyang looked at the clan leader with a playful look, and at the end of his words, a cold look gradually appeared in his eyes.

The middle-aged man in white robe was dumbfounded and was shocked by these words.

He originally thought that he would come to mediate in person. With the reputation of the Huan family, the other party might be a bit mean-spirited, but he never thought that this ancestor was so strong that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Then I don't know how senior can resolve this matter? It is the thousandth birthday of our ancestor recently. This falling long bow represents the Xu Cang sect. The Huan family cannot just watch him fall here." The middle-aged man in white robe said. Although he was extremely polite, there was not much fear in his expression.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and sneered.

He stared at the middle-aged man in white robe for a long time, and then said after a while: "Okay, since you said so, then I will let this man go as he pleases, get out!"

The middle-aged man in white robe looked relaxed.

The goatee Taoist priest was overjoyed after hearing this. How could he still dare to stay here? He quickly ran away before he could say anything more.

But just after he disappeared from the crowd, a trace of suspicion suddenly flashed across his face, as if he felt something strange inside his body, but after careful inspection, nothing unusual was found.

The goatee Taoist priest felt strange, but it was important to escape at this time, so he quickly disappeared into the city.

He didn't notice a sneer flashing in the eyes of Ye Chunyang, who was standing quietly at this moment, looking at his back indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Senior is able to spare Luo Longgong in large numbers, and I am very grateful to this junior. However, in addition to mediating this matter, this junior is also following the orders of the ancestors of my clan to invite senior to come and see him. I wonder if senior can do so?"

Just when everyone was looking at each other, the voice of a middle-aged man in white robe came from the side. He bowed his body and said to Ye Chunyang respectfully.

"Your ancestor of the Huan family wants to see me?" Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised, but it was also expected.

"Exactly, the ancestor is waiting in the clan at the moment. The senior may wish to go with the junior to meet him. I believe the senior will be happy to see him." The middle-aged man in white robe said with a kind smile.

"Really?" Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised in his heart, "In that case, just wait and lead the way!"

"Senior please!"

The middle-aged man in white robe looked happy and hurriedly invited Ye Chunyang into the city.

Ye Chunyang did not stay here either, and headed straight into the city under the leadership of the Huan family, leaving only the people standing dumbly outside the city gate.

"He, he...is really the ancestor of the Nascent Soul level?"

When Ye Chunyang disappeared from sight, the old man in Taoist robes finally couldn't help but slumped down on the ground, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his back was wet with sweat.

At this time, he only felt a cold air under his feet rushing straight to his forehead. Along the way, there was an ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage hidden beside him, but he didn't realize it at all, and even conflicted with him in his words. , I thought the latter was arrogant and arrogant at the time, but now it seems that Ye Chunyang doesn't bother to argue with him at all!

The old man in Taoist robes swallowed dryly and was secretly glad that he had not done anything unfavorable to that person, otherwise he might have ended up turning into ashes like the disciples of the Xu Cang Sect.

The young woman in palace clothes was also pale, and her heart was in turmoil.

On the other side, Fatty Zhao was worried about gains and losses, crying and laughing sometimes.

The person who is crying is that a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage has been hiding in his Misian Tower for several months, but he is blind. The person who is laughing is that this person is now a nominal guest of the Misian Tower. I am afraid that the future of the Misian Tower will be affected by this. His relationship has gained momentum.

Thinking like this, Fatty Zhao felt mostly happy in his heart, but in the end he seemed to think of something and couldn't help but sigh.

He knew in his heart that with this senior's cultivation level, he would probably never appear in Mi Xian Tower again.

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Taiyuan City is extremely huge, even if the moving Tianyang City and the Hanging City of Luanmo Realm combined are probably only half of this city.

Due to the air restrictions in the city, Ye Chunyang dissipated his light after following Huan Chen into the city and followed him slowly. But what he saw along the way really amazed him.

What particularly surprised him was that when his spiritual consciousness was released, he actually felt that there were several other Yuanying-level auras hidden in the city. Apparently, besides himself, there were also some Yuanying monks who came to attend the birthday banquet.

If such a grand event with a large number of major repairs was held in Dongzhou, it might be enough to arouse a surprise, but here it is ordinary.

Of course, Ye Chunyang was not shocked by this. After all, this was the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, the birthplace of immortal cultivators. It was not surprising that Nascent Soul cultivators appeared everywhere.

However, as his cultivation advanced, his use of the God Refining Technique became more and more pure, and his divine consciousness had become so powerful that it was somewhere between reality and reality. Under this detection, no one noticed the Nascent Soul old monsters, except for a certain person. Those with keen senses faintly noticed something strange passing by them, and then there was no other movement.

"My Taoist friends have come from afar, so I hope you won't be surprised if I miss you from afar."

Just when Ye Chunyang had a clear idea of ​​the situation in the city, he unknowingly came to a gorgeous golden palace, and a deep voice came from inside.

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, and after a brief perception, he noticed that there was a Nascent Soul-level aura that was comparable to his own cultivation level.

"This is the gilded palace where the ancestor lives. The ancestor is already waiting in the hall. Senior, please come in. If you have anything else, please leave first!" After hearing the voice, the middle-aged man in white robe said to him first. He bowed in the hall, then smiled at Ye Chunyang in an unusually polite manner.

Ye Chunyang nodded and watched the white-robed middle-aged man leave without hesitation. He opened the palace door and walked in.

This hall is several stories high, with glazed bricks and jade tiles, and vermilion auxiliary floors. It has a powerful momentum, and there is a continuous flow of solid spiritual energy around it. It is obvious that several high-level spirit gathering arrays are arranged.

This kind of handwriting cannot be seen in ordinary forces, which shows that the background of the Huan family is not trivial.

After entering the main hall, Ye Chunyang saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of him, wearing a brocade robe, looking at him with a smile, looking kind-hearted.

In front of him was a tea table made of jade, with several tea cups placed on it, also made of famous jade. The pleasant fragrance of tea emanated from it, and you could tell at a glance that it was luxurious.

"Your Excellency, you must be Fellow Daoist Ye. I have heard a little bit about you. Fellow Daoist, please take a seat!" The old man waved his hand.

Ye Chunyang took a look at the old man, walked over to him and sat cross-legged across from him without any courtesy.

"Fellow Taoist, aren't you curious as to why I know your identity and invite you here?" Seeing his indifference, the old man showed a little surprise on his face, then smiled and poured him a cup of fragrant tea.

Ye Chunyang looked at the cup of tea in front of him, but did not drink it. He just smiled lightly and said: "The Huan family is very powerful. It is not difficult to investigate your identity. As for the purpose of inviting you here, I am willing to hear the details." ”

He had promised Fatty Zhao to be a guest at Misian Tower before, but this matter had already spread. With the intelligence capabilities of the Huan family, it was impossible not to know about it, but he was not the only Nascent Soul monk who came to Taiyuan City this time. This old Huan family member Ye Chunyang was also a little curious about why Zu invited him here alone.

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