After the ascent failed

Chapter 47 Coming from the Snow
After Wang Ling left, there were many people in the field who were interested in Xue Po Pill, and came to ask Ye Chunyang one after another.

But in the end, they all flinched from Ye Chunyang's request.

Next, Ye Chunyang continued to stay in the arena for several more hours, and after finding nothing to gain, he put away the banner and walked out of the arena.

Although he didn't get enough sword refining materials, it wasn't nothing this time.

The innate spirit copper in Miaoshou Pavilion is a clue.

Coming out of the Exchange Square, it was already night.

Ye Chunyang did not return directly to the inn, but walked along the lake outside the city.

When the lights come on, the night scene is charming.

It was deep winter at this time, and the lake was covered with a layer of snow, which was already frozen. Some people were playing happily on the lake, setting off fireworks, and it was a lively scene.

"Whoosh!"

While Ye Chunyang was admiring the beauty of the night, there was a sound of wind in the darkness, and a man suddenly jumped out.

Immediately after there was rustling around, three more people appeared one after another, surrounding Ye Chunyang respectively.

"Fellow Daoist, we meet again."

A sinister laugh sounded, it was the young man in gray who had lent the banner to Ye Chunyang during the day.

"Brother, why do you come to find me?"

Ye Chunyang was very interested. When he came out of the trading square, he felt the young man following him.

The people next to them were also seen in the square during the day, and they once wanted to buy Xuebolan from themselves.

"Hey, fellow daoists must know why I'm here, so why bother to ask?" The gray-clothed youth grinned ferociously.

The three people next to him also faintly approached Ye Chunyang, with unkind eyes.

Among these people, two middle-aged men, one old man, and the remaining one is a young woman, standing next to the young man in gray with a smile on his face, looking like his Taoist companion.

All five of them are at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Hand over the Snow Soul Pill, and spare you!"

The old man stood up with a sinister smile, and a short handleless blade in his hand made a hissing and cutting sound, sharp and aggressive.

"It turns out that you all want Xue Po Pill." Ye Chunyang looked at them with a smile.

"If that wasn't the case, why would we need to follow you all the way here?" The woman next to the young man in gray giggled.

She was heavily made up and extremely coquettish. When she said this, the young man in gray obviously gave her a look of approval.

Ye Chunyang rubbed his chin and said strangely: "This is Yunlan City, how dare you kill people in the street?"

"So what about Yunlan City? Do you think it is the same as those Cultivating Immortal Cities that are jointly maintained by various powerful forces, and fighting is prohibited in the city?"

"In these secular cities, who would know that I would burn your body to wipe out the traces after I slaughtered you?"

The young man in gray sneered coldly.

"Cultivation City?"

Ye Chunyang turned his gaze, and it seems to be similar to what he guessed, such as Lindu City, Yunlan City, and even the entire Yinyue Kingdom are just the secular world, no wonder Zhou Yuntian dared to set up a magic circle in Lindu City to ambush in the city.

"Let's talk nonsense, the old man has not drank blood for a long time. If you don't want to be sacrificial knife today, you can obediently hand over Xue Po Pill, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

The old man fiddled with the handleless short blade and said expressionlessly.

"I have promised to give the Snow Soul Pill to the Miaoshou Pavilion, and you don't have what I want, so I can't give it to you."

Ye Chunyang shook his head.

"court death!"

The old man's face darkened.

The gray-clothed youth and the others also had a cold look in their eyes, and stepped forward one after another, with a murderous aura filling the night sky.

……

At this time, on the other side of the lake, a woman was sitting cross-legged, with her hands in mudras, and streamers flickered all over her body, as if bathed in moonlight fluorescence.

Her appearance is not perfect, but she is delicate and gentle, her eyes are soft, as light as autumn water.

This woman was holding a baby girl in her arms, and the baby was screaming "baby, babble", and she was playing beside her mother while she was practicing.

After a while, the aura around the woman dissipated, she fondled the baby girl's chubby little face, and said, "Okay, mother has finished training today, Yao'er, let's go home."

The baby girl was very happy, she threw herself into the woman's arms with a giggle, and rubbed her face affectionately, which made the woman smile coquettishly.

At this moment, the baby girl suddenly paused, turned to look somewhere, blinked her bright eyes and calmed down.

"Yao'er, what's the matter?"

The woman looked at her daughter in surprise.

The baby girl danced her hands in a certain direction, and kept yelling "Yi Ya" and "Yi Ya" in her mouth, as if expressing something.

"Do you want mother to take you there?" The mother and daughter joined hands, and the woman quickly understood what her daughter meant.

The baby girl nodded happily.

"Okay, okay, you fun-loving child, I'm just right for you, mother."

The woman scratched her daughter's pretty white nose, and let out a groan.

"Huh? There are monks fighting skills?"

Not long after walking forward, the woman's eyes were fixed, and she looked at a certain place under the weeping willow tree opposite. There were several auras coming out from there, and the air was filled with chills.

"It's just a few Qi refining monks, don't worry about it." The woman said, and she wanted to take her daughter away.

The baby girl refused to follow her mother's shoulder and struggled non-stop, pointing to the figure in front of her.

The woman was a little strange, and stopped to look.

"It's him?"

Only then did the woman realize that the figure surrounded by several monks was the young man who sold snow pills in today's trading square.

She frowned, and after a moment of silence, she picked up the baby girl and walked across the ice and snow to the opposite lake.

In the dark night, her figure was like a blue rainbow, without a trace, and soon disappeared.

……

"Boy, you're looking for death. In your next life, remember not to do stupid things like exposing money, otherwise you will die at the hands of others."

The old man smiled sinisterly.

Before the words fell, there was a piercing metal hissing in the air, and the handleless short blade in his hand flew up into the sky, shining brightly, and the night was brightly reflected.

The gray-clothed youth and the others didn't do anything, they just stood aside and watched the show.

It's just a low-level monk at the third level of qi refining, the old man can easily kill him by himself, and he just needs to wait for this person to die and get an equal share of the Snow Pill.

Ye Chunyang shook his head inwardly as he looked at the mighty "Lingji Saber".

These few little monks at the eighth level of Qi Refining are really not enough for him to kill with one hand.

"what?"

Just as he was about to make a move, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt strange.

Two breaths are coming here, and they are somewhat familiar.

The next moment, a ray of spiritual light descended from the sky, and the face of the old man who was offering the "Lingji Saber" changed slightly, only to see that the spiritual light dispersed, turning into raindrops that shot out from the sky.

"噗噗" sounded several times, and an astonishing aura filled the air. The "Lingji Knife" flew back powerlessly under the rain.

But it is obvious that there is eight points left in this note, otherwise, with this powerful offensive, the old man would have pierced through countless holes, and died on the spot.

"Friar of the Dao Foundation!"

Seeing the old man being hit hard suddenly, the young man in gray and the others couldn't help their pupils twitching. When they looked again, they saw a woman with a baby in her arms stepping on the snow on the frozen lake.

Ye Chunyang was also a little surprised.

This mother and daughter are not the first ones who asked him about Snow Soul Pill today.

"Senior, I mean you don't know each other before, why do you intervene here?"

The young man in gray also had some impressions of the woman, so he immediately asked cautiously.

"Without him, I just passed by here, and I just shot at will on a whim." The woman didn't even look at anyone.

When she was talking, she looked back at Ye Chunyang who was standing still, showing a sweet smile, and the baby girl also blinked her big eyes at Ye Chunyang, just like in the daytime, she kept laughing at him.

The woman scratched her little nose, and said to herself: "It's late at night, my Yao'er should rest, do you want to leave by yourself, or let me give you a ride?"

Her voice was very calm, but very forceful, making the young man in gray and the others almost breathless.

"Okay, since senior has also taken a fancy to Xue Po Pill, I will naturally find out and say goodbye!"

Although the young men in gray were arrogant, they were not bold enough to dare to fight the monks at the Dao base level, and immediately dispersed in all directions after saying a word.

Soon, the group disappeared into the night without a trace.

At this time, the woman turned to Ye Chunyang and said, "Why don't you run away?"

"I was going to kill them just now." Ye Chunyang shrugged and said.

The woman was taken aback.

Afterwards, she covered her mouth and bent over to laugh coquettishly, and the baby girl in her arms rolled her black eyes and let out a series of laughter like silver bells.

Ye Chunyang's expression was normal, he could feel that this woman had no malice towards him, otherwise, with his level of cultivator, she would already be a dead person.

"Why do you think you can kill them?" The woman stopped laughing and asked.

"It's just a few eighth levels of Qi refining. I go to the sky and enter the earth. I can pick the stars and take the moon in a single thought. Killing them is like killing chickens. It couldn't be easier." Ye Chunyang said.

The woman froze again.

But soon he laughed again "puchi", nodded and said: "Friend Daoist is very interesting."

She originally wanted to ask Ye Chunyang why he didn't show respect to herself and claim to be a senior when he clearly only had the Qi refining stage, but now there is no need for this.

"My name is Xiang Weiqing, this is my daughter Yao'er, what's your name?" the woman looked him up.

"Next to Ye Chunyang." Ye Chunyang said.

"Ye Chunyang...the name is very special."

She looked at Ye Chunyang.

"Those people are after you, so they probably won't let it go. Seeing that you are alone, you must not escape their pursuit. Why don't you follow me to hide for a while."

The woman said calmly.

"Follow you?" Ye Chunyang was a little surprised.

"That's right. Although I don't have much foundation in Yunlan City, it's more than enough to protect you, a kid at the third level of Qi Refining."

The woman nodded with a smile.

Looking at the daughter in his arms, he said: "Speaking of which, my daughter and you are considered destined. This time, I was able to save you because of her guidance. Otherwise, I am afraid that you are already a dead soul under their sword. As for the Snow Soul Pill in your hand, if I really wanted to take it, I'm afraid I would already have it by now."

"Yi Ya!" "Yi Ya!"

The baby girl waved her snow-white hands at Ye Chunyang, looking at him with anticipation.

Ye Chunyang didn't pay much attention to the woman's words, but when he met the baby girl's clear eyes, there was a bit of warmth in his heart, and his expression became gentle.

"Then I would like to thank Miss Xiang." He nodded.

"To the girl?"

The woman smiled, but didn't care, and walked along the lake with her daughter in her arms.

Ye Chunyang touched his nose and followed slowly.

(End of this chapter)