Chapter 965 The tranquility before the rain

After accepting the task of assisting in alchemy, Ye Chunyang quietly walked to the alchemy furnace and sat cross-legged. According to Tianyuanzi's request, he released his spiritual sense to sense the fire temperature and control the earth spirit fire in the furnace to ensure that the furnace's refining remained normal.

In addition to him, there were more than ten alchemists in the alchemy pavilion, all of whom were in the early stage of alchemy.

Ye Chunyang had observed for a while and found that these people knew each other, but never spoke. No one paid attention to each other. They just buried their heads in their own things and paid no attention to him, a newcomer, and even seemed to not care at all.

This made Ye Chunyang a little strange.

For a while, the huge alchemy pavilion was filled with deathly silence. From early morning to evening, except for the necessary rest, all the alchemists did not say much.

Discovering these abnormalities, Ye Chunyang felt that this matter was even more strange.

After a whole day, he was not responsible for much. He just sat in meditation and observed the fire temperature, and from time to time put medicinal materials into the furnace according to the alchemy recipe.

Since Tian Yuanzi only gave him a part of the recipe, he could not study the mystery of it for a while, but with his understanding of heaven and earth spiritual materials, he could also identify some of the smelted medicinal materials, and found that they were all rare heaven and earth spiritual medicines in the world, which would definitely be very expensive in the outside world.

"It seems that this Elder Mo seems to be playing a big game..." Ye Chunyang murmured in his heart. Although he didn't know what kind of elixir Elder Mo was refining, judging from these rare medicinal materials and various mysterious means, his purpose must be not simple.

At this time, a man in a long robe came over with a bunch of medicinal materials. Ye Chunyang recognized him. This man was responsible for sorting out spiritual materials in the Dan Pavilion. Judging from the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness, he was also a senior alchemist. After walking to his side, he looked at him with a strange look, but didn't say anything, and left the medicinal materials.

Ye Chunyang frowned and looked at the back of this man. The idea flashed in his mind, but he didn't take the initiative to speak. He took the medicinal materials aside and continued to put them into the alchemy furnace to refine.

With his alchemy skills, he was more than capable of controlling the fire and smelting. Each step was carried out in an orderly manner without any mistakes.

During this period, Tian Yuanzi came down from upstairs once, but he just walked around and gave instructions on the details and steps of the refining process. Then he went upstairs again and there was no more movement.

Ye Chunyang only paid attention to it for a while, and then ignored it and continued to do his own thing.

The first day of refining was not finished until late at night. When it was close to midnight, another group of alchemists came to the Dan Pavilion to take over their alchemy. Tian Yuanzi gave them a few instructions and asked them to do their respective duties. Ye Chunyang and others were also dismissed.

On the way back to his residence, Ye Chunyang kept thinking deeply. After what happened today, he felt vaguely that he seemed to be involved in a huge vortex. He had a premonition that something was going to happen, which made him feel a little uneasy for no reason.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, his perception became more acute, especially he had a subconscious sense of dangerous auras. Elder Mo, a female cultivator, seemed to have no scheming, but she was no ordinary person to reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. There must be some unknown secrets hidden here.

"It seems that we should prepare more means before entering Xuanhuang Mountain, so as not to be unable to protect ourselves in case of accidents." Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and worked out a series of plans in his mind.

However, Elder Mo has not mentioned entering Xuanhuang Mountain yet, so he has to continue to endure for a while.

Thinking of this, he accelerated his escape speed and returned to his own courtyard in a flash.

After entering the room, Ye Chunyang casually cast a concealment spell, and everything in the room was immediately isolated. Then he sat cross-legged and slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist with one hand. Two streams of light were stimulated and turned into a jade talisman and a green light talisman floating in front of him.

It was the Qinglong Demon Transformation Talisman and the Ancient Soul Talisman that he got from Huan's family in Nanjun.

Ye Chunyang flicked his wrist and two talismans were activated at the same time. The two talismans immediately emitted a blue and black spiritual light, and rushed into his body with a bang.

A low dragon roar sounded, and Ye Chunyang felt a great force bursting out of his body. His figure suddenly rose several feet high, and waves of dazzling blue light flowed up and down. His body was also covered with a thick layer of dragon scales. In an instant, he turned into a blue dragon and soared into the sky.

Almost at the same time, the ancient soul talisman emitted a strong black light, and his consciousness suddenly increased by more than double, and the area within a radius of ten feet was full of soul power.

"This blue dragon demon talisman and the ancient soul talisman are really good things. Now that the power of the two is superimposed, my physical body and consciousness are far superior to those of the same level cultivators. With this, I can come and go freely in Xuanhuang Mountain."

Ye Chunyang was satisfied.

As soon as the magic power was withdrawn, the blue dragon demon talisman and the soul talisman dissipated at the same time, and he returned to his original appearance.

After staring at the two talismans, he opened his bag and put them away safely. Then he thought again, and Ye Xiaobao flashed out from behind.

Ye Chunyang shook his hand casually, and a breath of demonic energy flew towards Xiaobao, and the short knife and a jade ruler as thin as a cicada's wing flew towards Xiaobao. The latter immediately opened his mouth, and four holy pattern tripods immediately wrapped up the two magic weapons. The flames in the tripods rose, and the temperature of the fire rose sharply.

"I'll leave these things to you."

Ye Chunyang waved his hand expressionlessly, and light and shadow flew out of the Qiankun bag again, and crystal stones with shining spiritual light fell in front of Xiaobao again, densely packed with at least tens of thousands.

It was the 10,000 Tianyuan mineral crystals that were exchanged for the ten thousand year old spiritual grass before.

When Ye Chunyang got these materials in Nanjun, he had planned to repair the magic knife and jade ruler immediately. However, he had been traveling and looking for news about Xuanhuang Mountain for most of the past year, so he put this matter on hold for the time being. Now that he has settled in Cangwu Immortal Sect, he has the time to do this.

Now, in addition to the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus, the Rolling Cloud Flag, and the eighty-one Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords, the only thing that can fight against the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is this magic knife and jade ruler. Under such undercurrents, he naturally needs to be fully prepared to keep his strength at the peak.

He has already collected enough materials to repair the magic knife and jade ruler. Next, he just needs to let Xiaobao act secretly.

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In the following time, Ye Chunyang went to the Dan Pavilion to refine pills every day as agreed, and cultivated magic weapons at night. At the same time, he also looked for suitable pill recipes in the Holy Pattern Cauldron and planted spiritual herbs in the jade gourd to ripen them, so that his cultivation could be improved as soon as possible.

In addition, he took out some of the recipes given by Tian Yuanzi several times and compared them with the many ancient recipes in the Holy Pattern Cauldron to see if he could find some clues from them. After all, the Holy Pattern Ancient Cauldron is a collection of recipes left by many ancient cultivators, and maybe he can find some clues.

But unfortunately, this part of the recipe was obviously cleverly designed by Elder Mo. What he got was just the tip of the iceberg of all the recipes, and he couldn't get relevant information from other alchemists, so he couldn't find any clues for a while.

Day after day, the seasons changed, and thirty years passed in a flash.

For mortals, thirty years is half of life, but for cultivators, it's just a snap of the fingers. In the past thirty years, Ye Chunyang went back and forth between his residence and the Alchemy Pavilion every day. In addition to refining pills for Elder Mo, he secretly practiced to improve his cultivation. His days were unchanged.

Strangely enough, in the past thirty years, except for the initial alchemy assessment, Ye Chunyang had never seen Elder Mo again. Even Tian Yuanzi was rarely seen. At first, the latter would appear every day to supervise everyone in alchemy, but later he disappeared for several days, and finally appeared only once every few years, and then left in a hurry.

Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng, two of Elder Mo's direct disciples, often walked around in the sect, but they only greeted Ye Chunyang when they saw him again and again, and didn't say much else.

These strange phenomena made Ye Chunyang feel that a storm was coming.

Moreover, in the past thirty years, not only did the strange pill not get made, but Elder Mo also didn't mention Xuanhuang Mountain again, which made Ye Chunyang feel gloomy.

In fact, he had inquired about other ways to enter Xuanhuang Mountain over the years, but the mountain would only float out of the Wuji Sea when a tsunami was caused, and there was no regularity as to when the tsunami would appear.

Ye Chunyang could only endure it.

Fortunately, after Luo Qingcheng took back a secondary soul, his soul would not fly away in a short time. He has been sleeping in the spirit-raising tree for the past thirty years, so he can continue to wait with peace of mind.

Through these years of exploration, Ye Chunyang has a better understanding of the Cangwu Immortal Sect. There is a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage in this sect, and the rest, including Elder Mo, have reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. The strength is worthy of the reputation of the first sect in the ages.

It is worth mentioning that although Ye Chunyang has not been in the Cangwu Immortal Sect for a long time, he has also accepted some tasks of the sect, which are not small or large, and has obtained some contribution points to enter the Sutra Pavilion to read various magic books. Many of the ancient secrets made him deeply understand, and opened a new door to the use of magical powers.

While he was incarnated as an alchemist and acted low-key in the Cangwu Immortal Sect, one day, several majestic figures gathered in a quiet golden palace of the sect, talking to each other.

This is the Cangwu Golden Summit, where the elders of the sect meet, representing the majesty of the Cangwu Immortal Sect, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter easily.

But unless there are some important matters, the elders seldom gather here, and the great elder who has long been in seclusion to comprehend the state of transformation never shows up. But today, there is obviously an old man with a thin face in the front position.

He is wearing a flowing white shirt, with a kind face and a crane-like immortal style. Although he is sitting there, no one can sense his breath, as if he is about to ascend to heaven, giving people a mysterious feeling.

It is this legendary great elder who stands at the top of the Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty.

Even this mysterious great monk has appeared, as if it is a warning that some big storm is coming.