Chapter 709 The cold air is coming

Chapter 709 The cold air is coming

Ye Chunyang held the marrow cleansing pill sent by Princess Hong Xiao, feeling a little heavy-hearted.

He didn't say anything in the end, quietly put away the pill and turned back to the room.

He didn't take the so-called disciple selection meeting seriously, but he had to be careful not to be noticed by the two elders of Feixianmen in the Jindan stage. After all, he had other purposes for entering Feixianmen, and if they found out, it would be troublesome.

However, he didn't worry too much. With his Qi-collecting technique, few people could see through him. Next, he just had to wait for the formation of the mysterious cold air in the Arctic ice pool.

"There are still three months before the formation of the mysterious cold air. I can take this opportunity to refine some pills needed for advancement and use them when the pill is formed."

After returning to the room, Ye Chunyang thought secretly.

He immediately closed his eyes, and the soul in his sea of ​​consciousness was ready to move, turning into a phantom and escaping into the space jade gourd.

Now hiding in Feixianmen, Ye Chunyang can't blatantly open up the spiritual field to ripen the spiritual herbs, but it is not difficult for the jade gourd with this living creature. After the soul entered it, Ye Chunyang took the spiritual spoon and carefully cultivated it in the medicine garden.

This year, it has absorbed a lot of ancient treasures. The spirituality of the spiritual spoon is better than before, and the effect of ripening the spiritual herbs has also greatly increased, which makes him very satisfied.

With this effect, the quality of the refined pills will also be greatly improved.

In the following time, Ye Chunyang closed the door and practiced hard as usual. While he was in seclusion, Mingrong seemed restless.

One day more than a month later, Xu Shengqi, Peng Xu and the Dong brothers suddenly received a message from Mingrong, asking them to meet in the attic.

The four of them did not dare to neglect it and hurriedly responded.

But when they arrived, Mingrong's instructions puzzled them.

"Master, you just told us to give up participating in the selection meeting? Why is that?" Xu Shengqi asked puzzledly.

Just now, Mingrong actually asked them to give up participating in the disciple selection meeting that will be held soon. If it was in the past, it would be fine, but the prize of the selection meeting is the spiritual energy infusion that only comes once every hundred years. How can they accept it without any reason?

Peng Xu and the Dong brothers were silent on the side, but seeing their unconvinced looks, they were obviously unwilling to accept it.

"You know shit!"

Mingrong cursed angrily and said, "I have my own reasons for asking you to retreat without fighting. You just need to do it. Why say so much!"

"But Master..."

Xu Shengqi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Mingrong waved his hand with a gloomy face and interrupted him, saying, "No need to say more. I asked you to do this to save your lives. Anyone who dares to disobey will be expelled from the sect and sent to the mortal world!"

The four of them shuddered and quickly shut up.

Just when everyone else was afraid of Mingrong's majesty, Dong Rui, who had never been able to keep his mouth shut, couldn't help but say, "Save our lives? Master, what are you talking about?"

As soon as he said this, he noticed that Mingrong's face was as gloomy as water, and immediately realized that he had said too much, and hurriedly shut up.

Mingrong snorted coldly, without explaining anything, and said to the four people indifferently: "You just need to do what the master said, and don't worry about other things. But this is the master's request after all. After the selection meeting, I will ask the sect for a foundation-building pill for each of you as compensation."

"Foundation-building pill!"

The four people were ecstatic when they heard this.

Even though Feixianmen is an ancient sect, the foundation-building pill is not available to everyone. Compared with the spiritual energy infusion, the foundation-building pill is obviously more important.

However, this made them more curious about Ye Chunyang's identity. What kind of person is this person that makes the master so concerned? After all, the foundation-building pill is precious, and the master never gives it to others easily.

Just as the four were guessing secretly, Ming Rong continued, "In addition, if your Junior Brother Ye has any needs during this period, you must satisfy them and never neglect them."

The four were stunned again. Ming Rong had mentioned this request to them more than a month ago, but it sounded much more solemn than before, which puzzled them and made them feel that Junior Brother Ye was more mysterious than they had imagined.

Ming Rong refused to say any more and immediately waved his hand to dismiss them.

The four looked at each other, but seeing that the master looked impatient, how could they dare to ask more questions? They had to leave with full of doubts.

...

Time passed quickly, and another half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Ye Chunyang didn't know what Ming Rong had told the four disciples, but he could also guess something from the more polite attitude of the four people towards him recently. However, he didn't care. He still retreated in his room to cultivate spiritual herbs and also started to refine pills.

But recently, he felt that Feixianmen was undergoing some changes. The spiritual energy became much denser than before, and there was a cold air coming from time to time. After observation, Ye Chunyang also got a surprising result.

Feixianmen was shrouded in fairy air, and it was like spring all year round. The sudden cold air was probably because the Arctic Ice Pool had gradually produced the mysterious cold air, and it would be fully formed when the time came.

Under this change, the atmosphere of the five veins of Feixianmen became increasingly tense, and all the disciples in the sect practiced diligently in preparation for the upcoming selection meeting.

However, after asking around, Ye Chunyang found that these disciples only knew that the Arctic Ice Pool would produce powerful spiritual energy every hundred years, but they didn't know where this spiritual energy came from. It was also by chance that Ye Chunyang learned about this from Mingrong.

It turns out that whenever the Xuan Han Qi takes shape, it will be accompanied by amazing spiritual energy of heaven and earth, allowing the entire Feixian Sect to remain full of spiritual energy for a long time. Ye Chunyang didn't care about this. The only thing he cared about was how to enter the ice pond without disturbing the two elders at the core formation stage after attending the selection meeting.

Ye Chunyang has no other good solution for the time being. Everything can only be decided after the conference.

It is worth mentioning that since his identity was revealed in front of Mingrong, this person has become more comfortable. Not only will he come to greet him every once in a while, but he will also take him to Jiufeng's library to read various classics, which makes Ye Chunyang gain a lot. few.

Seeing that the cold air filling the door was getting heavier and heavier, the disciples who practiced ice-based exercises benefited a lot from this. After nearly three months of retreat, Ye Chunyang finally opened the door and walked out at noon one day.

At this time, he looked a little helpless. According to his plan, he did not want to leave the seclusion so soon. What made him helpless was that after this period of picking and refining, the spiritual grass grown in the jade gourd had been consumed. If he wanted to To continue refining the elixir, you need to find spiritual grass seeds again.

Fortunately, Ye Chunyang has refined a lot of spare elixirs in the past few months, which is enough to cope with it for the time being.

Moreover, he had just received a report from a handyman disciple saying that Ming Rong was looking for something, so Ye Chunyang simply stopped what he was doing and prepared to go to Ming Rong's attic.

Although his identity has been revealed to Ming Rong, Ye Chunyang still needs to pretend to be Ming Rong's disciple in front of outsiders anyway, and some superficial efforts are also required.

The disciples he met along the way greeted Ye Chunyang one after another, and even Xu Shengqi and others looked polite, which touched Ye Chunyang somewhat.

In fact, these people are just low-level monks. With his status and cultivation level, he can be respected by them. However, after getting along with each other for several months, he can feel that the concern of Xu Shengqi and the others comes from the heart.

"These people are quite kind-hearted. Let's return some benefits to them after they advance to the pill-forming stage!" Ye Chunyang thought in his heart.

He walked to Mingrong's attic in silence, and the latter was already waiting here. When he saw him coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoist is here, Mingrong has been waiting here for a long time." Mingrong smiled and invited Ye Chunyang into the room and served him spiritual tea, looking respectful.

Ye Chunyang was not polite. After sitting down, he took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "I wonder why fellow Taoist Ming is so anxious to call Ye here?"

"Hey, I apologize for disturbing you, but there are some small things that I need to discuss with you." Mingrong laughed twice, looking very cautious.

"Oh, you might as well just tell me what's going on." Seeing him being so reserved, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but have some speculations in his heart.

Mingrong hesitated for a moment, smiled, and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but I think fellow Taoists have also felt that the cold air in the Arctic Ice Pond has become more and more serious recently, which is a sign that the mysterious cold air is about to form. Five Meridians True Disciple The selection meeting is coming soon, and disciples from all branches must come forward to register in person, so I’m afraid you will have to go there with me.”

Ye Chunyang was a little surprised when he heard this, but he still nodded and said: "I see, it's okay to register, but I don't know where to go to register?"

"It's at Luoyan Peak."

Hearing Ye Chunyang's willingness to agree, Mingrong showed a relaxed smile. Registering on the roster is something that every disciple who participates in the election has to go through. If this person refuses, it will be difficult for him.

"Okay, I'll just go with you." Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered for a few times, and then he said calmly.

"This couldn't be better. Fellow Taoist, please come with me." Mingrong smiled and hurriedly turned around and went out.

But then he thought of something again, and stopped in his footsteps. He looked back and smiled sarcastically at Ye Chunyang, and said, "Since fellow Taoist is still my disciple on the surface, I'm afraid I will have to aggrieve you a little when I go on this trip."

"It doesn't matter. Since Ye wants to help you with the help of fellow Taoist, I won't make it difficult for you. Just cast Teng Yun with the help of fellow Taoist, and I will follow you." Ye Chunyang straightened his clothes and waved his hand nonchalantly.

Now he is a disciple who has just started beside Ming Rong. Even a fool will be suspicious if he walks with him in a arrogant manner, so it doesn't matter if he commits himself temporarily.

"Since fellow Taoist has no objection, let's set off immediately." Ming Rong cast a spell as he spoke, and auspicious clouds gathered under his feet, and then waved to Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, and followed Mingrong silently with a simple and honest expression on his face. The auspicious clouds flashed and turned into a rainbow soaring into the sky.