Chapter 1195: Slap in the face
Nie Xin turned back to look at Ye Chunyang, feeling sullen in his heart.
This loser is so ignorant, can't you see that you are trying your best to protect him?
"Boy, can you say it again what you just said?" The middle-aged Taoist priest had a gloomy face.
"You let them go, I'll stay." Ye Chunyang said calmly.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stared at Ye Chunyang with a playful expression. After a while, he smiled sinisterly and said: "Okay, very good, I want to see what confidence you have!"
Ye Chunyang was noncommittal.
At this moment, a young Taoist boy wearing an alchemist's robe walked in. When he saw the middle-aged Taoist priest, he bowed respectfully and said, "See Senior Chen, Master Cheng has a special destiny to ask this junior to come here." "Communication."
"Master, why are you looking for me?" The middle-aged Taoist priest looked suspicious.
Nie Xin and others were slightly shocked when they heard this.
Master Cheng?
The only person in Lindu City who is qualified to be called such a person is Cheng Ye, the master of Lingmiao Pavilion.
Judging from the middle-aged Taoist priest's tone, could it be that this person is Cheng Ye's disciple?
Nie Xin gritted his teeth and secretly resented it.
No wonder the other party was not afraid at all when he heard that he was the eldest daughter of the Nie family. Her identity as a disciple of the Cheng Ye family was enough to make the four major families fearful.
Qi Mubai sneered. This good-for-nothing has no idea how high the world is. He has provoked such a person. Let's see who can save him this time!
"I don't know, junior. I just asked you to go to the upper pavilion." The young man said.
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked back at Ye Chunyang and said coldly: "Boy, don't you want a hero to save the beauty? I will give you a chance. Come with me!"
Ye Chunyang raised his feet and followed silently.
The middle-aged Taoist priest must have been furious when he exposed the fact that he was selling fake elixirs, but he didn't take it seriously based on his level of cultivation.
The middle-aged Taoist priest had a sinister smile on his face. Since this boy took the initiative to stay, it is not easy to do anything here. He will wait until he hears the master's instructions before finding a place to kill him.
Nie Xin was furious when he saw this and hurriedly chased him, but Qi Mubai pulled him back and advised: "This person has a high level of cultivation and is a disciple of Master Cheng. We can't compete with him. Let's go back and think of a way. "
Although he said this, Qi Mubai was secretly happy. He originally planned to get rid of this good-for-nothing young master with the help of Zhou Yuntian, but now that he is seeking death on his own, he doesn't have to go to such trouble.
Nie Xin looked hesitant, but after hearing Qi Mubai's words, he had no choice but to snort and leave.
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Lingmiao Pavilion is divided into multiple floors. The middle-aged Taoist priest did not stop and took Ye Chunyang directly to the top floor.
As he went higher up, Ye Chunyang discovered that the spiritual energy on the top layer was several times richer than the lower layer. It should be that some formations were arranged to gather spiritual energy.
However, in Ye Chunyang's view, this was just an ordinary magic formation, inferior to the various spiritual formations he set up when he built the cave in the human world.
"Come in with me!"
Arriving at a gorgeous hall on the top floor, the middle-aged Taoist priest waved coldly to Ye Chunyang.
Ye Chunyang walked in expressionlessly.
"See you, Master. I wonder what the master's order is for calling the disciples here?" A figure inside stood with his back to him. The middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly bowed and saluted after seeing him.
The figure turned around and was about to speak when he was suddenly startled, "Fellow Daoist Ye, why are you here?"
This person turned out to be Cheng Ye.
Looking at Ye Chunyang in front of him, he was surprised and happy.
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced between Ye Chunyang and Cheng Ye, secretly wondering.
"I came here with this fellow Taoist. I didn't expect that he was actually your disciple." Ye Chunyang simply replied.
Cheng Ye was a little surprised. The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't wait for Ye Chunyang to continue and said, "Return to the master, this kid doesn't care about life and death, and he dares to make provocative words in the alchemy meeting. The disciple is planning to teach him a lesson to show that I am insignificant." The majesty of the pavilion!”
"What did you say?"
When Cheng Ye heard this, he was furious and coughed heavily.
He suppressed his anger, turned to look at Ye Chunyang, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, is this true?"
"Indeed." Ye Chunyang nodded.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was secretly happy. This boy dared to speak arrogant words. It seemed that the master couldn't help but take action against him.
But before he could show his joy, he suddenly felt his body light up and lifted off the ground.
Cheng Ye grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
Before the middle-aged Taoist priest could ask anything, he suddenly heard several "snaps" and slapped him on the face several times, causing all his teeth to break.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked and saw Cheng Ye looking at him in shock and anger. Before he could recover, Cheng Ye raised his hand and threw him directly out of the door.
"Master?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest climbed up in embarrassment, his face full of disbelief.
"Chen Shuo, you blind thing. Fellow Daoist Ye Ye is a master of alchemy and is a guest of my master. How dare you offend him? You are looking for death!"
Cheng Ye's spine went cold and he quickly apologized to Ye Chunyang: "This person is one of my registered disciples. When I called him here, I wanted him to come to Nie's house to tell me that the materials for alchemy have been gathered. Let's see how soon you will be." I was able to make elixirs to expel the true fire from my body, but I didn’t expect to encounter such an embarrassing thing. It’s really my fault.”
"It doesn't matter. He didn't offend me in any way. It's just that the good and the bad in Cheng Daoyou's sect are mixed. I'm afraid it should be rectified." Ye Chunyang said calmly.
"Yes, yes, you made Fellow Daoist Ye laugh." Cheng Ye apologized repeatedly.
He was terrified.
If Ye Chunyang is displeased because of this little named disciple, then the gain outweighs the loss.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked when he heard that Ye Chunyang was discussing friendship with Cheng Yeping.
"Fellow Daoist Ye?"
"True Fire Injury?"
"Could he be the high-level alchemist that Master has been talking about recently?"
He had heard of the name of "Master Ye" more than once. Could it be that the legendary master was the one in front of him?