Chapter 826: The old man in plain clothes

"Junior Brother Qingyun, you can sneak into the Western Regions to investigate." As Gu Xuan finished speaking, Huang Ying's eyes flashed, and he said to Ao Qingyun with a hint of meaning.

"Yes, Master Brother."

Ao Qingyun's face was calm, and he responded silently, and then his spirit light flashed, and he turned into a shocking rainbow and disappeared into the desert of the Western Regions.

Huang Ying's expression remained unchanged, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Han, you can go with us!"

Seeing this, Gu Xuan also instructed the old man surnamed Han beside him. Although he said so, he secretly sent a message to the latter, as if there was another secret.

The old man's eyes flashed, nodded and bowed, and then turned into a white light and flew away.

The elders of the other sects looked at the direction where the two left, and whispered to each other. Finally, because they were worried that the barbarians had other conspiracies, they also sent a Jindan stage cultivator to investigate.

In Feixian Sect, Hua Yun thought about it for a while and ordered Su Qin to accompany him secretly.

"Junior brother, the situation is unclear now. Why don't we go back to the sect and wait for news before making a decision?" After telling Su Qin the task of collecting intelligence, Hua Yun then asked Ye Chunyang for his opinion.

Ye Chunyang thought about it for a while and agreed.

"Daoyou Ye, please stay."

At this moment, a voice came from behind. Ye Chunyang paused, turned around and saw that the old ancestor Fentian was looking at him with a kind smile.

"Daoyou Fentian, what's the matter?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"Nothing else, but I said before that I would visit Daoyou. I wonder if I can go to your sect to have a chat in the future?" The old ancestor Fentian stroked his beard and spoke in an unusually polite manner.

"So it's this matter. If Daoyou Fentian can come, Ye will naturally welcome you. I will wait for you in the sect at that time." Ye Chunyang smiled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Fentian showed a look of joy, nodded, bowed, and said no more.

Ye Chunyang did not stay, and flew out of the sky after Hua Yun summoned his disciples.

The other monks from various sects also dispersed one after another. Although the battle was safe, they also suffered heavy losses. They needed to return to the sect as soon as possible to deal with the aftermath, so they naturally did not want to stay here any longer.

After a fierce battle ended in a whimper, the plain returned to its original calm. The only difference was that the ground was full of corpses and blood, showing the fierce battle that had broken out here.

Just after the calm was restored here, a blood light suddenly appeared, turning from blurry to clear. As soon as it appeared, the blood energy diffused around was attracted, and finally the blood light gradually condensed and turned into a young man.

This person had a delicate face and looked somewhat similar to Ye Chunyang. He was not tall, wearing a red blood-stained robe, and his indifferent eyes were like the cold god of death, which made people shudder.

He raised his head and took a deep breath. The blood and qi around him flowed into his body more and more obviously. In a blink of an eye, the corpse on the ground that had died not long ago shrank quickly, like a mummy.

After about half an hour, the young man in blood-stained clothes opened his half-closed eyes, a slight smile of enjoyment appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he raised his head and looked in a certain direction, with a deep look in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the boy's clones were so mysterious that he could advance from a small cultivator in the foundation-building stage to the middle stage of the core-forming stage in just a hundred years. I want to see what secrets are there between his two bodies?"

The young man in blood-stained clothes murmured with deep eyes.

After the words fell, his figure with a strange smile on his face shook, and suddenly turned into a blood light and disappeared out of thin air.

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"Junior brother, are you not going to go back to the sect with us?"

Two days later, in a room in Juxing Manor, Hua Yun was looking at Ye Chunyang with a surprised face.

After the battle between the two domains, Hua Yun wanted to return directly to Feixianmen, but considering that his disciples had just experienced a war and needed to rest, he settled down here temporarily. However, he did not expect Ye Chunyang to suddenly propose not to go back with them, which surprised Hua Yun.

"Yes, on the way back, I suddenly remembered that I had some small things to do, so I didn't go with my senior brother. I will return on my own after the things are dealt with." Ye Chunyang nodded and said.

Hua Yun was stunned and said, "But my junior brother consumed his true energy in this battle, so he should rest at ease now. In my opinion, why don't you rest in Juxingzhuang for a few days and do other things after recovery?"

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. Although this battle consumed a little energy, I have taken some elixirs along the way. Now my vitality has recovered and there is nothing wrong." Ye Chunyang smiled.

Hua Yun looked strange when he heard this. In the war, Ye Chunyang defeated the barbarians and rescued the monks of various sects. Obviously, he consumed a lot of mana. Now, he has completely recovered in just two days. Can the elixir alone have such an effect?

"Since Junior Brother said so, I will not stop you. But the situation is uncertain now, Junior Brother needs to be careful in everything." Although he was suspicious, thinking of Ye Chunyang's mysteriousness, Hua Yun could only smile bitterly and no longer stop him.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, Chunyang knows his limits." Ye Chunyang clasped his fists and walked out of the manor.

Looking at his disappearing back, Hua Yun was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly again, muttered something in his mouth, and then closed the door and meditated alone to recover.

Ye Chunyang, who left Juxing Manor, flew away without stopping, and stopped in a dense forest after passing several miles away. He casually set up an illusion array to cover the surroundings and then sat down on the spot.

After a moment, his sleeves shone with light, dozens of flames flashed out, and twenty-seven flying swords were suspended on the side, emitting a sharp aura. But Ye Chunyang looked at the back and his expression became a little gloomy.

At this time, except for the main sword that was mixed with molten crystal sand, the light on the other twenty-six flying swords was dim, the spiritual energy was greatly weakened, and fine cracks were looming on each sword, making it look like a giant sword. Injured appearance.

"I didn't expect that old monster named Gui's bone-corroding drill to be so sharp. Even my set of flying swords made of skyfire wood were damaged by it. It seems that in addition to making the sword array, I need to find ways to cultivate it. It takes tenacity.”

Looking at the cracks on the flying swords, Ye Chunyang sighed softly.

Although the flying swords used in these sacrifices were made from the Heavenly Fire Wood spawned by the Spiritual Spoon, the training time was still short and the toughness was not enough. They were only injured by the opponent's bone-eroding drill when they fought against the old man surnamed Gui. At that time, they did not feel it. After coming out, I discovered it after continuously breaking through the enchantments of the Sky Formation.

On this trip, he came out of Juxing Village alone to find some materials that could repair the sword array.

He has carefully considered the repair method. The required materials are not difficult to find, but they may be a bit more expensive, so it is not a problem for him.

Of course, if you are lucky enough to find more molten crystal sand and mix it into the smelting, so that all twenty-six flying swords have the attributes of the main sword, it will be even better.

However, Ye Chunyang also knew that crystal melting sand was not an ordinary thing. It was a great luck to get some of it back then, and it would not be easy to get it again. At the moment, he can only find other materials to repair the flying sword.

Thinking of this, he reached out and moved the swords back into his body, then withdrew the magic circle and flew away in the direction of Tianyang City.

Eager to repair the sword array, Ye Chunyang never stopped along the way. The journey that originally took about ten days was shortened by nearly half, and he arrived outside the city in five days.

Since the leaders of the two Yanman clans retreated from Feng Lingque, although the various factions are still on alert, they are obviously much more relaxed than before. Today, Tianyang City has once again returned to its previous prosperity, with many immortal cultivators coming and going, making the faction lively. scene.

Ye Chunyang looked around, with a smile on his face, and then walked straight to a square on Jubao Street.

This time, his destination was the Artifact Refining Union. When he was listed for alchemy refining in Tianyang City earlier, he had heard that the Artifact Refining Union had a lot of materials for repairing flying swords. At that time, he didn’t pay attention to it because he couldn’t use it. I don’t know if it is now. It still exists. If you can find them all at once, you can save a lot of effort.

Not long after walking forward, Ye Chunyang's sight appeared in the sight of closed weapon refining rooms. There was a long queue outside, and the clear sound of magic weapons could be heard from time to time inside. Whenever a secret room was opened, the crowd would Then it boiled.

Ye Chunyang's eyes swept around the scene, and finally walked towards a secret room with a smaller number of people.

Although the materials needed to repair the sword formation were not particularly rare, Ye Chunyang did not want outsiders to know the purpose of his trip, so it was naturally best to choose a weapon refining room with fewer people queuing up.

"Hmph! The old guy failed to refine the weapon many times, but the lion swallowed our materials. It is simply unreasonable. If I don't teach you a lesson, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in the hearts of my two brothers!"

"That's right! You even dare to embezzle the materials of our Tianyun Shuangsha. If it weren't for the order and restraint in the city, the two of us would beat you to the ground and spit out all the materials you ate!"

Just as Ye Chunyang walked to the door of the weapon refining room, there was a sudden and angry sound in his ears. Two tall figures carrying an old man in cloth with disheveled hair pushed aside the crowd and angrily came out of the secret room.

The people who were knocked over had angry expressions on their faces at first, but after seeing their faces clearly, they suddenly became silent and seemed to be extremely fearful, and they all moved out of the way.

"Hey, how could you two be so mouthy in broad daylight? When did I steal your materials? Do you have any evidence? If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense here." Under the hostage of the two men, the old man poked his head around, not only There was no fear, but his tone was extremely tough.

"You old ghost, you still dare to quibble. Who doesn't know that you have always charged a lot for refining weapons? If you can succeed in refining weapons like in the past, that's all. But recently, you have repeatedly failed. My two brothers have even given you a lot of money. Opportunity, but the result is still the same, and all the remaining materials are swallowed up, how can we tolerate you? "

A dark-skinned man among the two demons of Tianyun clasped the old man's shoulder with one hand and said coldly with a ferocious face.

The old man rolled his eyes and remained silent, as if he refused to admit it.

"Brother, I think this old man won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. Let's take him outside the city and clean him up properly, so as not to worry about him being dishonest!" Another man chuckled, looking at the old man with an unkind look.