Chapter 1632 An old friend visits
"I can only blame you for pretending to be a bunny spirit!"
Ye Chunyang said with a strange expression.
Because of Lingsu's appearance, it is easy for people to ignore her, so Ye Chunyang really thought of her as a rabbit spirit in a moment of negligence.
However, although the Spirit-Building Pill is only effective on spiritual beasts, it is also a high-level panacea. Even if the body of the medicine spirit takes the Spirit Pill, it is very effective.
Otherwise, how could she wake up so quickly.
"That... although the spirit-reinforcing pill doesn't have much effect on my recovery, the taste... is still good." Lingsu said.
"To put it this way, if I want you to recover as soon as possible, I have to find another way to refine some elixirs." Ye Chunyang touched his chin and thought.
When Lingsu saw this, he said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to go to such trouble. It is actually very simple to restore my strength."
"oh?"
Ye Chunyang looked at her with interest.
"I am a body of medicinal spirits. To replenish my vitality, of course, I need to use spiritual medicines and magical herbs to restore my vitality. Taoist friends only need to let me eat ten or eight spiritual herbs that are more than three hundred years old every day, and I will naturally recover." Lingsu said.
Ye Chunyang immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"Do you think spiritual herbs that are over three hundred years old are just Chinese cabbage? You can have as many as you want?" Ye Chunyang said angrily.
"Hehe... It might not be that easy for other people, but Fellow Daoist Ye is different. There are quite a few hundred-year-old herbs in your Kunlun Ruins Medicine Garden. Alas, it's all my fault for being greedy at the time. If I could keep some, I'll do it now. He won't be so weak anymore." Lingsu said brightly and melancholy.
At the same time, she looked at Ye Chunyang with eyes full of expectation.
She didn't know how Ye Chunyang could cultivate so many Breitling Grasses, but he was indeed the only one in the world who could do this.
Ye Chunyang was indifferent and silent.
With the spiritual spoon to accelerate ripening, he can naturally cultivate large quantities of spiritual herbs that are hundreds of years old.
However, that is under the premise that there are spiritual grass seeds or spiritual grass seedlings. Without these, the magic of the spiritual spoon cannot be exerted.
After being swept into the Black Sea, the only remaining medicinal materials on his body have been made into pills and taken, and the remaining spiritual grass seeds have been cultivated. Now he is empty-handed, and it is not that easy to feed this big stomach king.
"Fellow Daoist, please don't forget that I was so seriously injured because of you. Shouldn't Fellow Daoist make compensation for this?"
Lingsu said pitifully.
"And I can feel that the spiritual energy here seems to be much thinner than where you used to be, and there are still a lot of mortal breaths. Such conditions are not suitable for fellow Taoists to practice at all. If I can recover early, I can still Take you to find rare treasures of heaven and earth."
"Your calculations are quite accurate." Ye Chun said in a funny tone.
"No, no, the little girl just thinks that fellow Taoist is the best person in the world and has the magical ability to cultivate spiritual grass, so she places her hope in fellow Taoist." Lingsu chuckled and patted silently. of flattery.
Ye Chunyang was noncommittal.
But what Lingsu said makes sense. Although he is only staying here temporarily, his subsequent cultivation is also a problem. He must have high-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures to support him.
Lingsu has a unique advantage in this regard, so he really has to find a way to restore his strength as soon as possible.
"Fellow Taoist, how are you?" Lingsu asked eagerly.
Ye Chunyang said nothing and threw her back into the spirit beast bag with a wave of his hand.
Cultivating spiritual grass is easy for him, but the prerequisite is to collect some spiritual grass seeds, and it is best to have an independent spiritual field.
Of course, it doesn't matter if there is no spiritual field. Ye Chunyang can also cultivate it in the space jade gourd, which makes it more convenient and secret to carry it with him.
However, in comparison, if planted in an external spiritual field, the spiritual grass can directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy will be purer. This is why Ye Chunyang prefers to open spiritual fields to cultivate spiritual plants most of the time.
"Fellow Taoist, you can't abandon me like this. Although I have promised to serve you for a hundred years, it will take years and months to recover based on my injury."
"Young Taoist Ye, think about it, maybe I haven't recovered in a hundred years, and Taoist Taoist won't be able to find rare spiritual materials."
"Alas, and the old demon King Nanxuan is no longer here. Little demon, I'm very sad..."
"..."
Lingsu's pitiful voice came from the spirit beast bag.
With a touch of his finger, Ye Chunyang directly shielded the spirit beast bag, and it was immediately clear.
Next, he did nothing but lay on the bed and closed his eyes to meditate.
Ever since he entered Tianxuan Mountain to search for the Soul of Suzaku, and then was accidentally swept into the Black Sea, he has never really relaxed. It was only now that he could take a good rest, and before he knew it, he fell asleep...
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Early the next morning, a crisp voice suddenly sounded outside Ye Chunyang's door.
"Aunt, uncle...ah, no...Master Ye, Lingmiao Pavilion Alchemist Chen Shuo wants to see you. May I ask if the master is in the room?"
Qing Luo stood at the door, waiting with an anxious expression.
After a long time, the door opened and Ye Chunyang walked out.
"Chen Shuo? What does he want from me?"
Ye Chunyang vaguely remembered that this person seemed to be Cheng Ye's disciple, and he had met him several times in the past.
"This... this slave also knows that he came to visit early this morning and is already waiting in the front hall." Qing Luo said.
Ye Chunyang was surprised.
Not long after he returned to Lindu City, an acquaintance came to visit, which surprised him.
"Ask him to wait in the front hall, I'll be here later." Ye Chunyang waved his hand, signaling Qing Luo to pass the message.
"Yes, Qing Luo excuses himself." Qing Luo quickly bowed and left.
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Nie's front hall.
A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was stomping back and forth, feeling uneasy.
This middle-aged man doesn't look like much, but his clothes are extremely luxurious. He looks extraordinary, and his appearance is somewhat familiar. He is clearly Chen Shuo, who almost offended Ye Chunyang in Lingmiao Pavilion.
However, Chen Shuo was very different at this time. Not only had his demeanor changed, but he was also in the realm of spiritual transformation, and his cultivation was far better than before.
In front of him, Nie Changfeng sat peacefully, watching him walking back and forth, secretly frowning and saying: "Fellow Daoist Chen, could you please stop dangling in front of Nie and give me a headache?"
Chen Shuo froze for a moment, wanted to say something, then shook his head, and couldn't help but start stomping again.
Nie Changfeng's face darkened and he said, "It's useless for Taoist fellow Taoist to be so impatient."
Chen Shuo's eyes flashed and he stopped.
He looked at Nie Changfeng and asked anxiously: "Clan Chief Nie, do you think Master Ye will agree to see me?"
"I have sent someone to report to Master Ye. If he sees you, he will come naturally. If he doesn't see you, it will be useless for you to wait any longer." Nie Changfeng had no expression on his face, and he replied after a long while.
When Chen Shuo heard this, his expression became even more ugly.
"My master warned me before he left that if I could see Master Ye again in the future, I would treat him with courtesy and not be negligent. When I heard that Master Ye had returned yesterday, Chen wanted to come and see him immediately, but he thought that Master Ye had just returned Returning, it would be inappropriate to interrupt rashly, so I came here to visit early this morning. I don’t know if Master Ye is willing to meet. "
Chen Shuo finally sat down and sighed.
He remembered Cheng Ye's instructions before leaving.
At that time, Cheng Ye said: "Master Ye is a wonderful person in this world. We must respect him with the courtesy of a junior when we see him. We must not offend him."
Cheng Ye seemed calm when he said this, but Chen Shuo could feel the deep solemnity in his words.
Chen Shuo knew that Cheng Ye had always regarded Ye Chunyang as a guest after visiting him several times in Lingmiao Pavilion. But when Cheng Ye said these words later, the reverence and admiration that Chen Shuo had never seen before .
So when he heard that Ye Chunyang had returned, Chen Shuo stayed up almost all night and came to see him before dawn.
Seeing Chen Shuo's reverent look, Nie Changfeng couldn't help but frown, and then smiled bitterly.
Chen Shuo was not in Lingxian Mansion that year and did not witness the scene with his own eyes, otherwise he would be even more in awe of Ye Chunyang.
"It has been several years since Master Cheng left Lindu City. Is there any news about him?" Nie Changfeng asked, changing the subject.
"No." Chen Shuo shook his head and sighed: "Master only said that he was going to find the Medicine God Sect at that time. There has been no news since then, and I don't know if he has found it."
"Yao Shen Sect?" Nie Changfeng frowned and said, "I'm sorry for my ignorance, but I have never heard of this sect."
Chen Shuo glanced at him and smiled bitterly: "Don't tell me about this Medicine God Sect. Even I have never heard of it. But from what the master said at that time, it seems that this sect is an alchemy sect with a long tradition, and there are countless people in it. A high-level alchemist, Master is here to learn more advanced alchemy techniques.”
Nie Changfeng nodded.
Just as he was about to speak, his expression became solemn.
I saw a person coming to the door.
Chen Shuo looked around hurriedly and stood up immediately when he saw the person coming, with surprise on his face. Then he bowed respectfully and said, "Junior Chen Shuo, pay your respects to Master Ye!"
"Um."
Ye Chunyang nodded lightly and walked into the hall.
Nie Changfeng did not dare to neglect, and immediately gave up the main seat, and then stood aside respectfully.
Ye Chunyang sat down calmly, took a look at Chen Shuo, and was a little surprised to find that his cultivation had reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
This person's qualifications are average, and he only had a small level of cultivation at the Daoji level back then. It is really surprising that he has cultivated to this point in more than ten years.
However, Ye Chunyang didn't pay attention and said, "What's the matter with your visit this morning?"
Chen Shuo looked solemn and said with a smile: "Junior has taken the liberty to disturb me, please forgive me, senior. In fact, it is not an important matter for junior to come here. I just heard that senior has returned, so I came to visit."
Having said this, he suddenly ordered toward the door: "Bring the things in!"
After the words fell, several alchemy boys stumbled in carrying a large box.
Nie Changfeng and Ye Chunyang were both a little confused. Although these people were not very old, they were still cultivators at around the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining. How could a large box alone be such a struggle for them.
"This is a small gesture from this junior to honor Master Ye, and I hope Master will accept it."
Chen Shuo chuckled and hurriedly ordered several alchemy boys to open the box.