Chapter 1918 Crazy Old Man
The elegant middle-aged man looked at Ye Chunyang with some excitement.
In the spirit world, alchemists who have reached the level of spiritual alchemists are extremely rare, especially for someone as young as Ye Chunyang. Although the elegant middle-aged man does not know how to make alchemy, as the intelligence contact person of Tianjue Palace in Chaos Immortal Sea, his eyesight is naturally good. Ye Chunyang's calm palm formation of the pill shows that his attainments in alchemy are extraordinary.
After hearing what the elegant middle-aged man said, Ye Chunyang's heart was slightly moved.
Before, he did not know that alchemists had different levels of realms. Today, by accident, he learned this information.
Sure enough, the world in the lower world is still too small. Only after coming to the spirit world can one come into contact with a wider world.
He then urged his divine thoughts to quickly refine the medicinal materials in his palm. After a while, a pill was formed, and a light pattern was looming.
"Low-grade spiritual pill!"
"Your alchemy skills are indeed extraordinary!"
The elegant middle-aged man saw this scene and could not hide his surprise.
The pill pattern on the pill in Ye Chunyang's palm has already explained everything.
Suddenly, the elegant middle-aged man showed respect in his eyes. With his cultivation and age, it was shocking enough to reach the realm of a spiritual pill master.
"My pill plus 500,000 spiritual stones are enough to exchange these spiritual herb seeds with you, right?" Ye Chunyang said calmly.
"Of course, this pill is a low-grade spiritual pill, which is worth a lot of money. It is more than enough to exchange these spiritual herb seeds." The elegant middle-aged man nodded quickly.
Ye Chunyang didn't say anything. After throwing the pill over, he put several jade bottles containing spiritual herb seeds into the Qiankun bag.
Although he just refined a spiritual pill, he only used some ordinary medicinal materials left over from the previous retreat. The effect was not great, and he didn't think it was a pity to use it for exchange.
"There is one thing I want to ask you." After receiving the spiritual herb seeds, Ye Chunyang controlled his clone to speak.
"Senior, what is the matter, please tell me." The elegant middle-aged man immediately said seriously.
"Ye Chunyang" said: "I heard that your sect has a saint named Luo Qingcheng. I wonder if she is still in Tianjue Palace now?"
The elegant middle-aged man was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why are you asking about the saint of my sect?"
"Ye Chunyang" did not change his expression, and released a wisp of spiritual pressure, saying lightly: "Nothing, I just heard that Fairy Qingcheng is peerless and famous in the Human Emperor Realm. I admire her reputation, so I want to know some news."
Asking with a clone is naturally more majestic.
The elegant middle-aged man nodded very readily after hearing this, "So that's the case. Fairy Qingcheng is naturally in the palace, but she rarely comes out. It's not easy for you to have any contact with the saint."
Luo Qingcheng's peerless beauty is known to everyone in the Human Emperor Realm. Not only Tianjue Palace, but also the young talents in various major sects all admire her. However, she has always practiced in the sect and rarely set foot in the outside world. Even in Tianjue Palace, there are few people who have really seen her true face.
In the eyes of the elegant middle-aged man, the great cultivator who returned to the void in front of him was most likely also a pursuer of Luo Qingcheng, but unfortunately, Luo Qingcheng was not something that ordinary people could see. Deciding that the other party could only be seen from afar, the elegant middle-aged man did not mind telling Luo Qingcheng's news.
"So, she has been safe and sound." Ye Chunyang thought to himself.
He did not show anything on his face. He was not in a hurry to meet her now. As long as he knew that she was safe, he would be satisfied. When his cultivation was sufficient, he would naturally step into the Tianjue Palace and bring her back to his side.
Then, he thanked the elegant middle-aged man and left.
The elegant middle-aged man smiled and saw him off respectfully.
Just as Ye Chunyang was leaving with his clone, a person came to the door.
It was an old man with disheveled hair and a strong smell of alcohol. He was holding a yellow wine pot in his hand. His eyes were sleepy and he stumbled as he walked. He was obviously drunk and almost bumped into Ye Chunyang.
The old man seemed to have noticed something, looked up at Ye Chunyang, then grinned at him, and then walked back to the shop.
When the old man looked at him, Ye Chunyang also looked at him inadvertently.
The old man's face was covered by his hair, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. However, seeing that he looked crazy, Ye Chunyang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stepped aside and walked out of the shop directly, walking towards the street in the distance.
What he didn't know was that just after he left, the elegant middle-aged man in the shop saw the drunk old man, his expression became serious, and he knelt down to greet him: "Junior Xu Mu, I meet Zheng Zhanggong!"
"What is the head of the palace? I haven't been the head of the palace for a long time. Now I am just an old man who loves to drink. Um... Do you have any wine here? Give me a big drink!" The old man said incoherently. It seemed that he had drunk a lot. After throwing the wine pot to Xu Mu, he sat on the chair and squinted his eyes and fell asleep.
How dare Xu Mu neglect it, and hurriedly ordered the servants to get wine.
The man in front of him looked like an old man, but he was of great importance. He was the Grand Master of Tianjue Palace, and he and the current Master were brothers from the same master.
The Master was the highest status in Tianjue Palace.
This drunk old man was once the Master of Tianjue Palace, but later abdicated. Now he is the Grand Master, and has a high status in Tianjue Palace.
After a while, a full pot of fine wine was presented, and Xu Mu said with a smile on his face: "Grand Master, the wine is here, please enjoy it slowly."
Xu Mu opened the lid, and the old man smelled the aroma of the wine, his eyes lit up immediately, picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth, and after taking a few gulps, he burped with satisfaction.
"This wine is not bad, but it's a bit weak. The more you drink, the more you will wake up. It's okay to try something new, but it won't be interesting if you drink too much." The old man patted the wine pot and murmured to himself, "Luo Yatou's fairy wine is better. Ah, I will ask her for some more pots to drink when I get back someday."
"What Taizhang Palace said is absolutely true. The shop is just an intelligence base stationed in Luanxian Sea. The wine here is naturally not as good as Fairy Qingcheng's Immortal Brew. But why did Taizhang Palace suddenly come here? This junior had not seen it before. If you receive any news, you should be prepared." Xu Mu bowed and was extremely respectful to this "Mr. Zheng."
"I was just wandering around, and I came to Luanxian Sea without knowing it. I heard that our Tianjue Palace has a stronghold here, and I came here to ask for some drinks. You don't have to be too restrained." The old man waved his hand lightly. said.
Xu Mu repeatedly said yes, but did not dare to answer.
After the old man finished speaking, he added: "By the way, what did those two people do just now?"
Xu Mu didn't expect that the old man would suddenly ask this question, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
But in the face of the old man's inquiry, Xu Mu did not dare to hesitate, "Those two people came to buy spiritual grass seeds, but they did not have enough spiritual stones, so they refined a pill to replace them."
"Oh, what kind of elixir is it? Let me see it!" The old man half-squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand.
Xu Mu was a little confused, wondering why the old man was interested in two strangers.
He quickly took out the elixir that Ye Chunyang had just refined, and then said: "This matter is also surprising. Among the two of them, the young man in the late stage of divine transformation turned out to be the one who has reached the realm of spiritual elixirs. An alchemist, and a top-grade one, can condense elixirs with just one shot."
"Really? The spiritual alchemist is indeed impressive." The old man replied faintly, but there was something strange in his calm eyes.
Xu Mu did not notice the strange color in the old man's eyes, and said solemnly: "This junior is actually planning to report this matter to the sect. This person has such alchemy attainments at a young age. He will definitely be a big shot in the future. If we send him It will be of great benefit to us to win over them in advance.”
The old man threw the elixir back to Xu Mu, still looking sleepy, and said: "The matter of Tianjue Palace has nothing to do with me, old man. You can do whatever you like. I came here today just to ask for a drink, and now I don't want to drink anymore." After drinking, it’s time for me to leave.”
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the door carrying the khaki wine bottle.
Xu Mu looked at the old man's back for a long time, with a wry smile on his face.
After the opponent's figure disappeared, he took out a talisman, whispered something into it, and then ordered his disciple to sacrifice the talisman.
Xu Mu didn't know that the old man who left the shop and walked to the street was no longer drunk at this time, and there was a faint smile on his face hidden by his hair.
"He's back after all... But let's hide this from the girl for now, otherwise she will definitely come to him right away due to her temperament. At this time, there can't be anything wrong with her..."
There was a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he looked back at the direction where Ye Chunyang left before, "Well, who made you Luo Yatou's sweetheart? I failed to save you in time, so that you fell into the world of demons and gods. Now that you are back, , I will protect you secretly to prevent you from being forced into a dead end by Mo Yao again. "
Muttering to himself, the old man took another drink from the wine bottle and walked slowly on the street. His seemingly slow figure disappeared in a few breaths.
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On the other side, Ye Chunyang had no idea what was happening in the Tianjue Palace shop. At this time, he was arriving outside an inn, planning to stay here for a few days and cultivate the spiritual grass seeds he had just bought.
After purchasing the spiritual grass seeds before, Ye Chunyang knew that the consumption in Luanxian Sea was extremely high, so he planned to refine a batch of spiritual elixirs for sale as soon as the spiritual grass matured, so as to avoid encountering the same dilemma just now.
Now he still has one or two hundred thousand spiritual stones, which is enough to stay in this inn temporarily.
There were many monks coming and going in the inn, but everyone was in a hurry, as if they were wary of each other.
Perhaps because of his unfamiliar face, when Ye Chunyang walked into the inn, many eyes immediately looked at him. However, as Ye Xiaobao's powerful return to void aura was released, these eyes suddenly became frightened and they did not dare to pay any more attention.
Ye Chunyang ignored the others and completed the formalities at the front desk. Then he took his clone upstairs, closed the door, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Then, he took off the space jade gourd from his neck, and his soul escaped from his body and fell into the jade gourd.