Chapter 447 Mysterious Monk
Ye Chunyang's expression froze when he heard this, and then he shook his head as usual.
"I don't know what treasure Miss Yu is referring to, but after Sang Yi was killed, the elders of Huaxue Sect came, and I didn't get anything from him."
Yu Wanqing was startled, and a bit of obscurity flashed across her eyes, but she still looked at Ye Chunyang very firmly and said, "Brother Ye, did you really get nothing?"
Ye Chunyang looked a little angry, and said, "Why? Miss Yu, do you think that I killed Sang Yi just to kill people and steal treasures? Although I am not a good person, I have my principles and bottom line. Besides, I was forced to kill this person back then. If the other party hadn't forced me, how could I take his life?"
Yu Wanqing didn't seem to believe this, but when she saw Ye Chunyang's angry face, she hurriedly said, "Brother Ye, calm down. I doubt what you mean, but there was something on Sang Yi that was extremely important to me. Unfortunately, when I arrived, Sang Yi had already died in your hands."
Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, staring at the woman's eyes gloomily and said nothing.
After a long time, he spoke quietly: "Now that I have agreed to accompany the young lady to the Wanhuo Gate, I only care about the whereabouts of the Wuling Grass. I don't want to mention the matter of Sang Yi anymore."
No matter what Yu Wanqing meant by asking, with Ye Chunyang's personality, even if he really got something from Sang Yi, he would not take the initiative to reveal his secrets before the other party's motives were clear.
However, what Ye Chunyang is most concerned about now is the news of the Wanhuo Gate ruins. If this woman can really lead him to find it, Ye Chunyang can temporarily protect her safety.
"I was presumptuous just now, brother Ye, please don't take it to heart." Yu Wanqing bowed lightly.
She said this with a lot of complexities in her heart.
Thinking back to the time when they walked out of the mass grave together, both of them were in the Qi Refining Stage. Now, only more than ten years have passed, and he has jumped from the fifth level of Qi Refining to the Mana Stage. In front of him, she still needs to be cautious and careful in her words and deeds. What a contrast.
Although the black spirit grass is good, she can never get it by herself. Now that Ye Chunyang has agreed to protect her and go with her to get the medicine, she will naturally have more confidence.
Ye Chunyang was silent for a while.
He would not tell Yu Wanqing that he had another purpose in going to Wanhuomen. As for whether he could really get the black spirit grass, he would have to go there to find out.
He looked at Yu Wanqing again, and a little bit of gloom flashed across his face. He said: "Does anyone know about the black spirit grass besides the young lady?"
From the divine message left on the seal, the black spirit grass is indeed in Wanhuomen, but in addition to the black spirit grass, Ye Chunyang's more important purpose on this trip is to obtain the Heavenly Fire Wood. If other people also receive the news, it may be a bit tricky.
Yu Wanqing pondered for a moment and said: "The news that the black spirit grass is in the ruins of Wanhuomen was only known by me and the Taoist priest before. Now that he is dead, only you and I know about this. As for whether other people know about this from other channels, I don't know."
Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.
If they knew that Wanhuomen had Wuling grass, others might know it, and there were many cultivators who had entered the inner layer. It was very likely that someone would find the ruins of Wanhuomen by accident.
At this moment, two figures passed by not far away. It was unknown whether the other party had discovered anything. They suddenly looked at them, but only stayed for a moment and then moved away, flying forward.
Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Although Yu Wanqing's aura was restrained, she was a foundation-building cultivator after all. If others found out, they might have bad intentions.
Yu Wanqing seemed to know Ye Chunyang's doubts, so the two looked at each other and were about to get up and leave.
But the conversation between the two people who just passed by came over, and Ye Chunyang and Yu Wanqing were both startled and couldn't help but stop.
"Brother Yan Yang, have you heard about it? Someone spread the news that there is black spirit grass in the ruins of Wanhuomen. Now many monks are ready to go treasure hunting."
"This matter has been widely spread a few days ago. I have heard about it. However, although this matter has been widely spread in the vicinity, no one knows where the ruins of Wanhuomen are. It is uncertain whether they can really find it even if they say they want to find treasure."
"That may not be the case. There are many monks who have crossed the fog sea earlier than us. Maybe they have already explored the inner layer before us. Besides, the Lingtian Realm opens every three hundred years. Who doesn't have the guidance of ancestors? It is possible that they can really find the ruins of Wanhuomen. After all, black spirit grass is a rare spiritual grass in the world. Refining pills can improve cultivation. No matter what you think, Brother Yan Yang, I am very interested in following everyone to explore. "
"What Nangong Daoist said is true. Anyway, we came to Lingtian Realm to search for treasures. Since we have heard about this, there is no reason for us to let it go. However, the ruins in the inner layer are not as good as those in the outer layer. Let's wait for the other Daoists to arrive before we set off together."
"Brother Yan Yang's suggestion is very good. Wanhuomen was also a very powerful sect in ancient times. The restrictions inside are not trivial. The more people there are, the safer it is to walk..."
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The two cultivators talked while walking, and there was no intention of deliberately soundproofing. Obviously, they thought that the content they talked about was no longer a secret.
But Ye Chunyang and Yu Wanqing, who heard this, stopped where they were, and their faces were shocked.
"What's going on? How did the matter of Wulingcao spread among the cultivators?" Ye Chunyang was surprised.
"Brother Ye, do you think that I was the one who leaked the news?" Yu Wanqing frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness on her face.
Ye Chunyang frowned and stared at Yu Wanqing without saying a word. The matter of the black spirit grass and the ruins of the Wanhuo Gate was extremely secretive, but the news suddenly spread, which made people suspicious.
"Whether Brother Ye believes it or not, I have never revealed this matter to anyone except Brother Ye. As for how this matter spread throughout the city overnight, I have no way of knowing." Yu Wanqing said.
Ye Chunyang naturally believed what Yu Wanqing said. As a foundation-building cultivator, she risked entering the inner layer to obtain the black spirit grass. Her determination and caution can be imagined. It is impossible for her to leak the news and attract powerful enemies. But it is indeed incredible that this matter suddenly became known to everyone.
After a moment of silence, Ye Chunyang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This sudden change has exceeded our expectations. All the cultivators are keeping their eyes on the ruins of Wanhuomen. It will be more dangerous this time. Miss Yu, are you still determined to go? If you give up now, it may not be too late."
Yu Wanqing frowned slightly and said: "Since I came to the inner layer, I have already set a goal. If I don't achieve it, I will never return. Besides, with Brother Ye here, I still have eight points of confidence."
"Are you so sure?" Ye Chunyang asked in surprise.
Yu Wanqing said: "Back then, under the mass grave, Brother Ye could fight several masters of the same level alone before he cultivated his magic power. Now it is even more different. I have always had some vision in judging people, and I am confident that I will not be wrong."
The scene under the mass grave that year is still fresh in Yu Wanqing's memory. The three Wu Kui had great magic skills, but they had no power to fight back in the hands of this person. Although the latter's magic power was not yet complete at that time, he had already shown his prowess.
Ye Chunyang's face was calm. With his strength, it was no problem for him to kill people of the same level. However, this time was not like the outer ice valley, where most of the people were foundation-building cultivators. Now, many magic masters gathered here, including some in the middle stage of magic power, and even some in the late stage. Ye Chunyang was not afraid of being alone, but with Yu Wanqing by his side, he was inevitably a little restrained.
However, he was not a hesitant person. Since he promised to protect Yu Wanqing, he would not break his promise, just like when he led away the evil cultivators of the magic way for her under the mass grave.
Moreover, he had already determined the purpose of finding the Tianhuo Wood, and the trip to the ruins of the Wanhuo Gate could not be changed in any way.
Yu Wanqing's determination surprised him a little. She knew that the news would attract countless masters after it was leaked, but she still did not change her original intention. This confidence was not just as simple as her determination, otherwise it would be the same as sending herself to death. Based on his understanding of this woman, she should not be as reckless as such a reckless person, and she must have some means of self-protection.
Looking at Yu Wanqing with a deep look, Ye Chunyang didn't want to explore her secrets. Anyway, he was going to the ruins of Wanhuomen, so it was okay to take her with him. As long as he was careful, there should be no worries.
Thinking of this, he said: "Let's go. Now that the news has spread, we don't have to be restrained. We can go to Wanhuomen openly."
Yu Wanqing nodded slightly. The current situation was indeed a bit passive, so she had to follow Ye Chunyang's words.
After the two of them said that, they set off and flew in the direction they had already planned.
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The night fell, the leaden clouds were dense, and the hazy clouds enveloped the sky, invading the entire earth with a cold breath.
A bonfire flickered, Ye Chunyang sat on the ground, clasped his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, the firelight flickered on his face, just like a deep spring and ancient well, without a ripple.
On the opposite side, Yu Wanqing, in a black dress, blended into the night, with faint clouds and mists lingering around her, as if the world was one, and it was clearly there, but it seemed to be there and not there, hazy and deep.
She did not practice to nourish her spirit, but held the seal of the Wanhuo Gate, looking at the pointer on it in silence, but in the dim light, she could not help but glance at the figure opposite, thinking about something in her heart.
Today is the fourth day of the trip. After a few days, the two have walked hundreds of miles. At the same time, Yu Wanqing also found that the pointer on the seal was slightly abnormal, and it seemed that they were not far from the ruins of the Wanhuo Gate.
After thinking for a moment, she put away the seal and looked at Ye Chunyang slightly, her expression was a little uncertain, as if she had something to say, but she could not speak.
Suddenly, Yu Wanqing felt cold in her heart and hurriedly retracted her gaze, because at this time Ye Chunyang opposite suddenly opened his eyes, and a little sharpness flashed in his eyes.
Yu Wanqing opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she saw him raise his arm with a fixed gaze, stopping her from speaking. At the same time, Ye Chunyang's sharp eyes faded, and he looked around slightly, with a sneer on his face.
"You have been spying here for a long time, why don't you show up and have a chat?"