Chapter 266: The Ordinary Woman Gives Clothes

Chapter 266: The Ordinary Woman Gives Clothes

Under the dark underground, Ye Chunyang stared at a ball of blue light floating in front of him, his heart as calm as an ancient well.

This ball of light had the sound of whistling wind, the momentum of thunder, and a trace of spirituality, which was another spiritual weapon.

After observing for a while, Ye Chunyang waved his hand with satisfaction, and the true form of the Thunder Wind Cone appeared in the light ball.

After half a month of sacrifice and refining, the two magic weapons are now complete. Fortunately, there are no mistakes here, and everything goes smoothly.

It’s just that when the Golden Mace and the Thunder Wind Cone are both advanced, strange phenomena are inevitable, especially the Thunder Wind Cone, a magic weapon with a strong thunder nature. After refining, it gathers the wind and thunder of the nine heavens, which caused a big shock under the ground not long ago.

Of course, these changes were also expected by Ye Chunyang, so before the sacrifice and refining, he laid a forbidden method early to transform the fluctuations and did not attract the attention of others.

Now that the weapon refining has been successful, and the time has come, the phantom talisman in the firewood room should have expired, and it is time to come out.

In his plan, the Yuan family is not a place to stay for a long time. Although he has escaped to the mortal world now, he should always find a time to quietly return to the world of immortal cultivation to inquire about the news.

After thinking so, Ye Chunyang moved his body and cast a spell to escape back to the villa of "Sufeng Shangxian".

As soon as the sky brightened, the sun penetrated through the morning mist and awakened the earth that had been sleeping all night.

After a month of retreat underground, Ye Chun took a deep breath when he first smelled the fresh air. He felt refreshed and vented the boredom and boredom in his heart.

With a chuckle, he flashed into the firewood room and pointed at the phantom body, which dissipated with a virtual light. Then he picked up the sundries as usual.

With his current cultivation, these mundane things do not need to be done in person, and can be completed with just one spell.

At this moment, a light sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard, approaching here quickly.

With a slight sense of consciousness, Ye Chunyang's heart moved, and then he seemed to remember something, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Ye Xiaobao, are you here?"

A crisp voice came, and when the door was opened, several maids with delicate appearances stood outside the door.

On the other side, Yuan Qingyi sat quietly in the courtyard, wearing tight clothes, a green belt around her waist, black hair like a waterfall, heroic and elegant.

"Xiaobao is here, meeting the young lady." Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed and greeted.

Since he was traveling in the mortal world, he was happy to adapt to his current identity.

"No need to be polite." Yuan Qingyi didn't look at him, but waved to the maid beside him.

The maid stepped forward and said, "The young lady is kind-hearted. Seeing that you were thin last night, she ordered the tailor to make a few clothes for us to send over. Why don't you thank the young lady quickly."

As she spoke, she brought out a tray with a few clothes and quilts on it.

Ye Chunyang felt strange in his heart. His consciousness remained in the phantom body. He could see and hear everything that happened here. When he saw these clothes, he remembered his meeting with Yuan Qingyi last night.

As a foundation-building cultivator, Ye Chunyang would not care about these mundane things, let alone the cold weather. He thought that Yuan Qingyi's gift of clothes was just a verbal promise, but he never expected that she would actually send the clothes, and the speed was so fast, which was beyond his expectation.

It seems that this mortal woman is kind-hearted, but it's a pity that she was misled by the waste "Sufeng Immortal".

The maid saw Ye Chunyang staying where he was, thinking that he was flattered and moved by the lady's kindness. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, urging: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you thank the lady quickly?"

"Yes, Xiaobao thanks the lady."

Looking at Yuan Qingyi, Ye Chunyang felt a little complicated. With his cultivation, he could not use these mortal clothes, but Yuan Qingyi's unintentional action touched his heart.

His parents died early, and he was selected by Su Xueyuan to join Lingyun Sect when he was young. Ye Chunyang had been lonely and bumpy all the way, and he had never felt the care of others.

He met Yuan Qingyi by chance. Perhaps she had given gifts to every servant in the Yuan Mansion before, but this made Ye Chunyang feel a little good about her.

"Maybe I can give this girl some opportunities in the future." Ye Chunyang thought secretly.

He has always been clear about gratitude and resentment. Although this girl did it unintentionally, since he has received her kindness, he must repay her.

With his current ability, it is easy to satisfy the opportunity of a mortal.

"The Yuan family has always been tolerant. Since you work for my Yuan family, I will naturally not treat you unfairly. Moreover, you are a chores selected by the immortal, so you should be treated well." Yuan Qingyi said indifferently.

She did not look at Ye Chunyang, but was looking forward to the training room in the courtyard. It was obvious that showing favor to a servant was just a piece of cake for her. What really mattered to her was to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal with the "Shangxian".

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang pretended to be deeply moved, but shook his head in his heart.

From the look of the "Sufeng Shangxian" looking at Yuan Qingyi, it can be known that this person has bad intentions, but Yuan Qingyi did not notice it at all. If this continues, it is likely that she will not be able to escape the clutches of the other party.

Just at this moment, some noises came from the training room. After the door was opened, the "Sufeng Shangxian" walked out, wearing a Taoist robe, with a whisk fluttering, and quite like a crane.

Ye Chunyang sneered. Such a person who relied on a little cultivation to bully the world is really shameful in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, seeing this "Shangxian" appear, Yuan Qingyi bowed gracefully, with admiration for this person in her eyes.

The Immortal stroked his whisk as usual, with a look of a mentor and a wise man on his face, and said, "No need to be polite. You came earlier than I expected today."

For a whole month, "Sufeng Immortal" has been working hard. Now Yuan Qingyi has full confidence in him. He believes that it will not take long for him to take her into his hands. The only pity is that this woman is just a mortal. If she has cultivation, she should practice dual cultivation with him.

However, Yuan Qingyi is extraordinary in appearance, and it is also very good to take her as a concubine.

Moreover, he has thought of a countermeasure today. He thinks that with the mortal body of the other party, she will definitely not reject such a high-level immortal cultivator like him.

The more "Sufeng Immortal" thought about it, the more excited he was. He secretly thought that such a beauty should be cherished.

Then he smiled kindly and said: "You have been here to practice Taoism for a month, and you have almost read the Taoist Canon. Today, this immortal will teach you a few immortal cultivation methods and teach you how to refine qi. If you can understand it, it proves that you are a person with immortal fate."

As he said, he flipped through the Qiankun bag, and several things suddenly floated in front of him.

Such a magical method made Yuan Qingyi and several maids feel excited. They secretly thought that the cultivators really had all kinds of magical powers that were unfathomable to mortals, especially the maids. With their low status, how could they have seen such a wonderful method? They immediately worshipped it.

The "Sufeng Immortal" looked strange and kept searching among the many things.

After a long while, he grabbed a secret book and said, "This is the Qi Refining Method that I copied for you. You can take it and study it. If you have any questions, I will answer them for you."

"Yes, thank you!"

Yuan Qingyi was excited and took the secret book and left the place impatiently.

The "Immortal" nodded and cast a spell to put several things back into the Qiankun bag, but he did not notice that Ye Chunyang's eyes were also looking at these items.

Among them, there was an ice-blue leaf, and there were strange waves coming from it.

Ye Chunyang's expression moved.

If he was not mistaken, this thing was a spiritual herb called "Tianzhilan", which was a medicine for an ancient recipe for nurturing spirits on the ancient holy pattern tripod. However, the "Shangxian" seemed to hold only a small leaf of "Tianzhilan", which was a little less.

However, "Tianzhilan" has always been rare and can only grow in cold and gloomy places. This "Shangxian" who was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining actually had this thing, which made him curious.

Ye Chunyang pondered in his heart.

After the mysterious blue bird hatched, he was thinking about how to refine a higher-level nurturing pill for its advancement. The leaf of "Tianzhilan" in the hand of "Sufeng Shangxian" was exactly what he needed. Although it was only a strand of leaves, he might be able to ask him about the origin of this herb.

"It seems that I have to deal with this person." Ye Chunyang thought to himself.

The "immortal" naturally didn't know what Ye Chunyang was thinking. After gaining Yuan Qingyi's trust, he seemed to be in a good mood, waving his whisk to appreciate the flowers in the courtyard, and at the same time he was planning how to take Yuan Qingyi as his concubine.

At this time, he seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at Ye Chunyang.

Facing this person, Ye Chunyang was calm and composed. With the other party's cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage, he could not detect his breath, so he pretended to be solemn and waited for orders.

Seeing him so "well-behaved", the "immortal" was secretly satisfied and said: "This immortal plans to start refining the furnace today. You should prepare firewood and send it to the practice room immediately. If the matter is done to the satisfaction of this immortal, you will certainly get the benefits."

After speaking, he returned to the room leisurely, waving his whisk.

Ye Chunyang didn't say much. After responding, he started chopping wood, but he was laughing in his heart. Refining the elixir with firewood, I'm afraid this person will inevitably end up with a furnace explosion.

However, he was not concerned about this. He was only thinking about how to get the news of "Tianzhilan" from this person. If he could get this herb, he might be able to refine a pill that would allow Qingniao to advance, and even Lingkun could be revived, which would give him more assurance when he returned to the world of immortal cultivation.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang sent the chopped firewood to the "Shangxian"'s practice room, and then he gradually disappeared.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of the alchemy furnace exploding came, but this time the "Shangxian" seemed to have made other preparations before the furnace exploded, so it was not as shabby as last time.

Even so, Shangxian was still very upset. He wanted to refine a soul-bewitching pill that would allow him and Yuan Qingyi to go to the fairyland together, but his level was limited, and he failed several times to start the furnace. It was not until late at night that he dragged his tired body back to the bedroom.

However, the moment he entered the room, his face suddenly became stern.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he was alert: "Who are you? What are you doing in my room!"

This person could avoid his spiritual perception and appear here quietly, so he must not be a mortal. The "immortal" was afraid for a moment, but there was no immortal aura on this person, which made him feel weird again.

But when the young man turned around, his eyes suddenly showed coldness.

"The immortal just came back late at night, and I have been waiting here for a long time." Ye Chunyang grinned with a big white tooth and smiled faintly.