Chapter 1665 Fame
"Anyway, thanks to Fellow Daoist Ye's help, we were able to escape this time. Our Shui Sect is willing to give away all the treasures to repay Fellow Daoist for saving our lives." Wuji Patriarch said sincerely.
"Tianxing Sect also means the same!"
"Our Luoyan Sect also respects Fellow Daoist as a distinguished guest."
"Yuling Sect is willing to respect the senior as the master!"
"..."
The masters of various sects bowed their heads and surrendered to Ye Chunyang one after another.
The battle just now was shocking. If he hadn't appeared, I'm afraid everyone would have perished in Lingxiao's hands, and the six sects in the Northern Territory would have been destroyed from then on.
And several Jindan-level elders of Yuling Sect were also quite sensible.
They lost the great Gu Heng, and their status in the six sects in the Northern Territory plummeted. Only by expressing their position in time can they keep a place.
"It's not necessary to give away all the treasures, but Ye has some small things that need the help of Shui Sect. I will visit you in a few days." Ye Chunyang replied.
Wuji Patriarch was slightly startled, first puzzled, then solemnly said: "Daoyou, please tell me what you want. Shuizong will do its best to help you."
"This matter is not urgent. When I need it in the future, I will go to your sect." Ye Chunyang said.
Wuji Patriarch was even more puzzled. He didn't know what Ye Chunyang needed Shuizong's help for, but since Ye Chunyang said so, he naturally didn't dare to ask, and smiled: "In this case, I will wait for you in the sect. Daoyou can come at any time."
Ye Chunyang nodded.
Wuji Patriarch didn't say anything more. He bowed with Fairy Xiuyun and left.
Tianhua Taoist and Fairy Huoyun also exchanged some polite words, and then left Tianmo Cliff one after another.
Soon, only Qingmu and Yuanhai of Cangyuan Sect were left here.
The elders looked at Ye Chunyang with awe.
When Lingxiao stepped into the sect that day, most of the disciples in the sect were killed, and the entire Cangyuan Sect was now in turmoil.
But they knew that as long as the young man in front of them was still there, Cang Yuan Sect would be the strongest sect among the six sects in the Northern Territory, without a doubt!
"Daoyou, are you going back to the sect with us this time?" Qingmu was silent for a long time, and finally asked.
He actually had many doubts.
For example, where did the young man disappear in the past few years, and why did Lingxiao have a grudge with him, and why did this person go to Cang Yuan Sect to seek revenge...
But Qingmu didn't ask a word.
"I have something else to do, so I won't go back with you." Ye Chunyang waved his hand slightly.
Qingmu heard this, and a little disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Ye Chunyang is their spiritual pillar. As long as he is there, Cang Yuan Sect will always stand firm no matter how big the storm is.
But Qingmu knows that this person is a blue dragon soaring in the sky, and will not be trapped in a corner. The small Cang Yuan Sect is not his stage. Only the broader sky can make him free from constraints.
Ye Chunyang pondered for a moment and said, "Chen Xue is still in Chuyun City. If you return to the sect, take her back with you. If I am not here in the future, I hope you can take care of this girl."
"Chen Xue?" Qingmu was slightly surprised and said solemnly, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, as long as I am still alive, I will never let anyone hurt Chen Xue."
Ye Chunyang nodded and said nothing more, turned around and ascended to the sky.
It was because of him that the Cangyuan Sect had this disaster. In order to force him to show up, Lingxiao set off a bloody storm in the North Territory. However, this person was severely injured by him, and his meridians and lungs were damaged. Even if he was rescued by the mysterious man, he would not be able to survive. It was also considered to have paid off the blood debt of the Cangyuan Sect's extermination.
Since they met in Lindu City, Chen Xue has always left a good impression on him, and it is fate that Qingmu took care of her.
The only thing he wanted to find out now was the identity of the mysterious man who rescued Lingxiao. When he confronted him, the other party's breath gave Ye Chunyang an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if this person was not only familiar, but also someone with whom he had a close relationship.
The auspicious clouds under his feet floated and sank, and soon, his figure had completely disappeared beyond the horizon.
Qingmu stood there, unable to calm down for a long time.
After a long while, he turned around with a bitter smile and said, "Let's go."
Yuanhai, Lianqing, Taoist Huanglong and others looked silent, and followed Qingmu and gradually left the Tianmo Cliff.
Ye Chunyang was too mysterious and too powerful, and they could not catch up with him, but his prestige shocked the entire Northern Territory. Even if there was only one person left in the Cangyuan Sect, he was still a strong pillar of the entire sect, admired by thousands of people!
...
When the heart-shaking fierce battle on the Tianmo calmed down, a colorful light fell from the sky in a mountain range thousands of miles away, like a rainbow bridge, and quickly fell into a hidden mountain.
The light faded, and a young man and a middle-aged man appeared.
The middle-aged man was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he looked dying. He was the spiritual world powerhouse, Ling Xiao, who was almost killed on the spot by Ye Chunyang's punch and his internal organs were blasted.
The young man was suspended in the air, surrounded by auspicious colors, but he looked a little illusory, between a solid and a phantom.
"I didn't expect that Ye Chunyang had such a strong body. No wonder he could survive after falling into the demon god world."
The illusory young man muttered to himself, raised his hand and a spiritual light hit the middle-aged man's eyebrows. The latter's breath slowed down a little, but he still looked dead. It seemed that he was dead.
"Humph, I thought Ling Xiao Sanren was so strong, but he couldn't even beat a waste who fell into the lower world. Since your clone has become a waste body, it's better to let me refine it."
The young man was Mo Yao.
He opened his five fingers and pressed towards Ling Xiao's head, injecting a powerful magic power into his body.
Lingxiao's body shook violently, and a stream of spiritual light swirled around him. His face twisted violently, as if he was in great pain.
"Mo Yao, you dare..."
Lingxiao made a difficult sound, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Your clone is useless, and I just happen to have no entity, so I just borrowed your clone."
"If I had my real body just now, I could have killed Ye Chunyang on the spot, but you can rest assured that after I take over your clone, I will find him."
Mo Yao sneered faintly.
Lingxiao's face was full of anger, but his eyes quickly turned gray and there was no breath.
At the same time, Mo Yao's illusory figure shook, and after floating in the sky for a few times, it turned into a light spot and rushed into Lingxiao's eyebrows.
The originally fierce middle-aged face gradually twisted, becoming young and handsome, and became Mo Yao's appearance.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of auspiciousness, as if he looked down on the world, noble and elegant.
"Although it is only a clone, the cultivation that can be exerted is limited, but it is enough."
"Ye Chunyang, I want to see if you will be so lucky this time?"
Mo Yao raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something and looked down at his hands.
Two black rays of light flowed in the palm of his hand, slowly extending along his arms, and a strange black mist spread out.
"I didn't expect Lingxiao Sanren to leave a backup in the clone. This person is an evil cultivator of the demon path in the spirit world. If this demonic energy is not removed, I am afraid I will find it difficult to control this clone."
Mo Yao frowned secretly.
After a moment, he rushed to the sky with a flash, snorting coldly: "In this case, let the man surnamed Ye live for a while longer, and wait until I remove this demonic energy, and then kill him."
...
Several months passed in a blink of an eye.
More than 60 miles away from Chuyun City, a ray of light appeared in the air, like a meteor chasing the moon, extremely fast.
After reaching the city, the light of escape gradually slowed down. After the light faded, a young man in black clothes appeared, who was Ye Chunyang.
He stopped outside the city of Chuyun, looked up, and then stood still, thinking about something secretly.
In the past few months, he has been looking for news about the mysterious man everywhere, but there is no clue about this person, as if there has never been such a person in the Northern Territory.
He felt that this matter was more and more strange. The man would not rescue Lingxiao for no reason. There must be some unknown relationship between the two, and perhaps there is some connection with the spirit world.
However, after several inquiries without results, Ye Chunyang stopped pursuing it.
Because at this time his mana was fluctuating, and the true essence in his body was surging to the extreme, it was obvious that he had reached the bottleneck of the perfect transformation realm.
This time is the best time to form a pill!
In terms of the place of cultivation, there is no place more suitable than the Lingxian Mansion.
And it happened that he returned to the vicinity of Chuyun City at this time, and he had a lot of spirit stones obtained by selling spirit herbs, so he could retreat in the heaven-level spirit room to form a pill.
Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang walked towards the city without stopping.
Chuyun City is the closest city to Shuizong in Zhouguo, and there are more monks coming and going than other places. When the divine thoughts were released invisibly, Ye Chunyang heard the loud discussions from taverns and teahouses everywhere.
The content was all about the killing of the elders of the six sects in the Northern Territory a few months ago, and then several hidden masters came out to encircle and suppress them.
Some said that "Ye Mo" was surrounded and killed by the hidden masters, and there was no Ye Chunyang in the world since then.
Others said that "Ye Mo" had great magical powers and killed the hidden masters of various sects and fled, and finally shrank in the sect and closed the door.
Some also said that in fact, the "Ye Mo" who killed the elders of various sects was not Ye Chunyang, but someone who transformed into his appearance and did evil things in his name. Moreover, this demon had a high level of cultivation, and the hidden masters suffered heavy casualties. In the end, Ye Chunyang appeared and killed the fake person, and the various sects finally calmed down.
Hearing all these different opinions, Ye Chunyang just smiled.
But there was a piece of news that attracted him.
"The story came from the Silver Moon Country. A small family like the Nie family actually had a proud daughter who reached the perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Even Qi Fei of the Qi family, who was previously the most powerful, was defeated by her. From then on, the Nie family rose to the top and became the first immortal cultivation family in the Silver Moon Country."
"The proud daughter of heaven, are you talking about the woman named Nie Xin? It is said that her magic power is strong and she is already the first female cultivator in the Silver Moon Country. Now that the Cangyuan Sect has been reorganized, Qingmu personally extended an olive branch and invited her to be the elder of the sect, but she was rejected."
"The Cangyuan Sect... That's the sect where Ye Chunyang is. If I can enter this sect in this life, I will die without regrets..."
The waves of discussions were fed back to the divine mind, and Ye Chunyang's face also fluctuated.
Unexpectedly, Nie Xin is now famous, which surprised him a little.