After the ascent failed

Chapter 43

Along the way, Fatty Qian did not dare to look at Ye Chunyang, and Ting Yu was even more afraid of him.

Ye Chunyang kept his eyes closed all the time, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until seven days later, when the flying boat stopped outside a huge city, that Ye Chunyang's eyes that were still closed slowly opened.

"Master, this is the Misty Cloud City."

Fatty Qian's attitude was unprecedentedly respectful.

If it was said that Ye Chunyang was in awe of Ye Chunyang's brilliant alchemy in the past, now Fatty Qian is really convinced by Ye Chunyang.

How can a person who can easily beat four daoist masters to the point of being helpless, how can he be as simple as a mere qi refining monk.

Ye Chunyang agreed casually, and swept off the flying boat.

Yunlan City is one of the top three big cities in Yinyue Kingdom, and its scale is larger than Lindu City. Through the induction of spiritual sense, Ye Chunyang discovered that there are groups of monks in the city, from all levels.

"The Wanding Meeting will be held in the Wanding Building in the city. It will last for several days. It has just started now. There will be more monks coming in the future. Why don't we rest in the city for a night and go tomorrow, what does Master think?" Fatty Qian asked for instructions.

"Alright."

Ye Chunyang nodded.

There are many monks around, and as soon as they enter the city, there are many eyes sweeping among the three of them, except for Fatty Qian, who is a little bit afraid of the small accomplishment of the Taoist realm, Ye Chunyang and Tingyu, two practitioners. Qi monks were ignored by most people.

Such a line, most of the elders of that force brought the younger generation to practice.

After walking for about half an hour, the group arrived outside a tall tower.

A plaque hangs in front of the pagoda, with three gilt characters of "Lingxian Mansion" written on it, which is majestic.

After approaching, Ye Chunyang felt that there were countless high-level magic circles in the tower, and the spiritual energy was continuously drawn in.

"Lingxian Mansion is a great treasure land. There is a spirit gathering array in the spiritual room, which can be rented by monks to practice, and the higher the level, the higher the array."

Fatty Qian introduced.

"This Lingxian mansion has been set up in all major cities. The spiritual rooms inside are divided into nine grades, and the top level is the heavenly level. However, it is not possible to choose a good spiritual room by paying enough spiritual stones. No matter where it is , Spirit rooms above the fifth rank are only open to high-ranking monks, and those in the Dao Foundation and Qi Refining stages can only choose the following."

"Oh, there is such a strange place, could it be set up by some great sect?" Ye Chunyang showed interest.

"This... I don't know." Fatty Qian shook his head in embarrassment.

After a pause, he continued: "It is said that Lingxian Mansion has existed for a long time, and no one knows its origin, but anyone who coveted it in the past disappeared for no reason at last, and never appeared again."

"Over time, this Lingxian mansion has become a place of reverence for everyone, and the high-level spirit gathering formations inside, which are comparable to the hidden sects, have also attracted monks from all over the world, so no one will pursue the origin of this place."

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but take a few more glances at this aura-filled tower, with curiosity on his face.

"But there is one thing that is very strange."

After Fatty Qian finished speaking, a trace of suspicion flashed across his face.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"Although the Lingxian Mansion has been established in some big cities, it seems that no one has lived in the heavenly spirit room on the top floor, and I don't know if it needs certain privileges."

Fatty Qian muttered to himself.

"Perhaps so."

Ye Chunyang shrugged, not wanting to talk about it.

Seeing this, Fatty Qian smiled sarcastically, and quickly invited him in.

The person in charge of the Lingxian Mansion is a middle-aged monk who has reached the Dao Foundation Realm. The spiritual room that Fatty Qian pre-booked is the third rank, on the third floor of the mansion.

It was late at night when the spiritual room was selected.

"Ting Yu, stay and take care of Master Ye!"

Before Fatty Qian left, he took a meaningful look at Tingyu.

Ting Yu's body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head and nodded.

"Master, can I change your clothes for you?"

There were only two people left in the spiritual room. After a long silence, Ting Yu walked forward with a smile, and stretched out her snow-white hands towards Ye Chunyang's coat.

With his back to Tingyu, Ye Chunyang frowned slightly.

And when he took off his coat, there was a rustling sound from behind.

Looking back, I saw a graceful and delicate body in front of my eyes. Ting Yu's skin was as thick as fat, completely naked, with bursts of seductive body fragrance permeating my nose.

"Master, I will let this concubine serve as your servant tonight..."

Ting Yu lowered her head, her words were inaudible.

"You go."

Ye Chunyang turned around, looked out the window and said calmly.

Ting Yu was stunned, looking at the back that was far away from her in front of her, a trace of complexity suddenly surged in her heart, like joy, but also a little bit lost.

She knew that if she stayed tonight, she might be able to get something she could never get in her entire life.

Just never thought it would turn out like this.

Looking at the man in front of him still indifferent, Ting Yu finally pursed his lips, put on his clothes, gave a salute, turned and closed the door and left.

After a long time, Ye Chunyang returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, sighing softly.

……

The next day.

At dawn, Fatty Qian's voice of invitation came from outside the room door.

Ye Chunyang opened the door and walked out, and saw Qi and Ting Yu standing there with a smile, looking respectful and waiting.

Today's Ting Yu smiled like a flower as usual, but when he looked at Ye Chunyang, there was a different look in the depths of his eyes.

"Master, today is the second day of the Wanding Meeting. I have already inquired about it. There is a meeting place in the Wanding Building where there will be a treasure. Why don't we go and find out?" Fatty Qian said with a smile.

"Lead the way."

Ye Chunyang agreed casually.

He also wanted to see what kind of treasures would appear in the so-called Wanding Club?

Fatty Qian was overjoyed, and walked ahead in a hurry.

Walking out of the Lingxian Mansion, Ye Chunyang found that there were many powerful auras around him, besides the Dao Foundation Realm, there were actually a few Spirit Transformation Realm monks like Cheng Ye.

There were not so many masters when they entered the city yesterday, and it was unexpected that so many people were attracted in one night.

Following Fatty Qian's twists and turns, at noon, Ye Chunyang came to a high-rise building, which was divided into various venues and some restricted floors.

Ye Chunyang looked around, and there were quite a few monks setting up their own booths in the venue, either selling medicinal materials and exercises, or buying magic elixir, it was a lively scene.

"Master, good things are ahead, let's go and have a look."

Fatty Qian led Ye Chunyang to an attic.

Ye Chunyang sensed it a little, and found that there were many Daoist monks in this direction, nodded and followed Fatty Qian.

After arriving, there were two rows of people sitting inside, some old and some young, most of them were in the Dao base realm, and some juniors in the Qi refining period stood behind them.

The group found a seat and sat down.

At this time, these Taoist monks were communicating with each other, or discussing their cultivation experience, or exchanging spiritual treasures. The three came in and only attracted the attention of some people, and then no one paid attention.

Just as the three of them were about to sit down, another person walked in at the door.

"Hey, this is not the owner of Yunbao Building Qian. I haven't seen you for a few years. How is your little Wuji technique?"

A middle-aged man dressed gorgeously, with the same level of cultivation as Fatty Qian, brought several graceful girls into the house, and saw a smile behind Fatty Qian.

"Mo He, is that you?"

When Fatty Qian saw this person, his face was ashen.

It was said that it was this person who sold Xiao Wuji to him a few years ago.

All these years of suffering from the retrograde movement of the true essence is all thanks to him, seeing you now, how could Fatty Qian not hate the anomaly.

"Why, looking at the appearance of Daoist Qian, could it be that there is something wrong with practicing the Xiao Wuji technique? I warned you earlier that year that very few people practice this technique successfully, but when you hear that this technique can greatly improve your cultivation, you are desperate I just took it from my subordinate, alas, now I know that it is too late to regret it!"

The middle-aged man looked distressed, but he couldn't hide the schadenfreude in his eyes.

Fatty Qian resisted the urge to punch him, gritted his teeth and said in a gloomy voice, "Mo He, it seems that you knew that the Little Promise Technique was flawed early on, right?"

"Why does Fellow Daoist Qian do this? Not to mention that buying and selling is a matter of your own will. If you say that I deliberately sold the flawed exercises to you, I am really wronged."

"However, if you feel that you are being cheated, you can come up with some secret skills to compensate, as long as you give the corresponding price."

The middle-aged man said innocently.

Fatty Qian stared at the other party coldly, furious in his heart.

This person fooled him once and didn't say anything, but now he dares to show off his power, he is taking him for a fool.

"Don't be complacent, I was wrong last time, but this time with Master Ye's help, how could I be fooled by you again?" Fatty Qian said gloomyly, but looking at Ye Chunyang aside, he was determined.

"Master Ye?"

The middle-aged man looked suspicious.

Following Fatty Qian's gaze, he saw a cultivator in the Qi refining period sitting there, and this little cultivator was so arrogant that he sat still from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of getting up to say hello when he saw him.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sneered and said, "Could it be him that Fellow Daoist Qian is talking about? What can a young monk in the Qi refining period tell you?"

"shut up!"

Ye Chunyang was unmoved, but Fatty Qian was not convinced, and retorted: "Mo He, you'd better be careful what you say, how can you know Master Ye's ability?"

Seeing Fatty Qian's serious face, the middle-aged man stopped smiling.

He looked at Ye Chunyang suspiciously, but the other party remained expressionless.

The middle-aged man was surprised. This young man's eyes were deep, as if he had seen through all the vicissitudes of life, and saw through everything in the world. This kind of calm indifference was not at all what a Qi refining monk could possess.

"Could it be some kind of hidden expert? Even if not, he should be a disciple of some old monsters?"

The middle-aged man suddenly started guessing.

He still knew a little about Fatty Qian. In the past, he was arrogant and arrogant, but now he looked at this young man in the Qi refining period with awe. Could it be that this person really has a lot of background?
All kinds of suspicions flashed through his heart, and the middle-aged man frowned.

He took a deep look at Fatty Qian, then closed his mouth, and sat down with his sleeves thrown aside.

At this time, Fatty Qian bowed to Ye Chunyang with his fists in his arms, and said, "Let the master see the joke. This man is the disciple of the old man Muling in Lingshan, and he is running rampant in the vicinity by virtue of his master's name. Inevitably offended the master."

"It's okay."

Ye Chunyang waved his hands lightly, watching the communication of the monks in front with great interest.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he was shocked again.

Seeing that Fatty Qian's respectful attitude towards this young man doesn't look like a fake, could it be that he really has some great ability?
(End of this chapter)