Mortals cultivate immortality and awaken their clones to practice together

The bell rang two short and one long, which was a signal for the Lingyun Sect to summon its disciples to gather urgently.

Ye Chunyang frowned, since he entered the sect, he had never encountered such a situation, could it be that something had happened?

He then put away the scroll and hurried to follow the bell.

Along the way, many miscellaneous disciples also gathered, and even Lin Yu, who had rarely been out of the kitchen, was also summoned, which made Ye Chunyang even more puzzled.

"Senior Brother Lin, the sect summoned so urgently, do you know what happened?"

he stopped Lin Yu.

Suddenly stopped, Lin Yu's face was slightly gloomy, and when he saw that the person who stopped him was Ye Chunyang, his face was even more ugly.

Two months ago, Ye Chunyang, Sun Quan and others did not return to the kitchen after they went out on a mission, which made their workload increase day by day, and Lin Yu was already resentful about this.

But the last time he said goodbye outside the Spell Pavilion, after he knew that Ye Chunyang's cultivation was far beyond his own, he didn't dare to provoke the other party, and then the other party actually reached the qualification to accept the task, which made him even more frightened after being surprised.

At this time, Lin Yu's face turned pale, and when the words of complaint came to his mouth, he swallowed it raw, looking embarrassed that he wanted to please, but was not happy.

"Senior Brother Ye, don't you know, some time ago, there were successive Qi refining period cultivators missing in nearby countries, and wanting to come to the sect to summon them is also related to this matter. "

The monk is missing, what's going on?" Ye

Chunyang had already seen the trend of the immortal cultivator, and he felt very funny when he saw Lin Yu's transformation, but the point at the moment was that he was surprised by what he said.

Lin Yu shook his head, saying that he didn't know much about it.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang had no choice but to give up, patted Lin Yu's shoulder with a smile, and walked with him to Zongmen Square, but Lin Yu's smile became more and more stiff along the way.

The square was already full of people, in addition to the miscellaneous disciples, there were also many proud sons of heaven who were accepted as disciples by the major elders, and in the crowd, Ye Chunyang also saw two acquaintances, Su Xueyuan and Su Hu.

At this time, Su Hu was pestle beside Su Xueyuan, with a respectful face, and his eyes seemed to look at him intentionally or unintentionally.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Chunyang still stepped forward and saluted Su Xueyuan respectfully: "Chunyang greets Uncle Shi."

Su Xueyuan nodded slightly, pure and indifferent, but still as usual, when they met, they asked about Ye Chunyang's cultivation progress, and Ye Chunyang naturally talked nonsense about this, so he fooled him.

Seeing that he was still stopping at the sixth layer of Qi refining, Su Xue Yuan frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't say much, and after only saying a few words of encouragement, he turned his head coldly.

It's just that Su Hu on the side heard Ye Chunyang's mouth full of nonsense, but his heart seemed to have overturned the mixed tastes.

And when the three of them gathered, there was a streamer flickering in front of them, three men, two women and five elders appeared, Ye Chunyang couldn't see the cultivation of a few people, but he could become an elder of the sect, and his cultivation was at least above the late stage of mana.

The field was quiet, and everyone was solemn and solemn, waiting for the lecture.

For some reason, just when these elders fell, Ye Chunyang faintly felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him somewhere, but with his divine sense, he couldn't sense who was spying on him, which made him can't help but be vigilant.

"You are gathered today to discuss a matter. At

that moment, a bearded old man walked out.

This person's outfit is different, it is actually a coarse linen clothes, and the appearance is simple, like a kind old man in the world, giving people a natural affinity.

"The head of the sect heard the news, in recent months, there have been disappearances of immortal cultivators in nearby countries, and the four major sects of the Demon Gate are also about to move recently, guessing that most of this matter is related to the Demon Gate, I am afraid that it is not good for my righteous path, I unanimously discussed sending disciples to various countries to investigate, so I summoned you and others to come and select the person who traveled. "

The old man's eyes are narrow, although he is kind and kind, but he has his own majesty.

"Choose someone to travel

?" "In this case, you want to spy on the news of the Demon Gate in various countries?" "

Hmph! The demons are small, and after experiencing the Great War of the Righteous Demons thousands of years ago, they are rampant again, how can they be allowed to spread wild in the land of my righteous path?"

The sound waves were set off in the audience, and all the disciples looked at each other, some were dazed, some were anxious, and some were all rubbing their hands, but then they were all suppressed by the old man raising his hand.

He looked around the field, smiled slightly, and said: "According to the information we have so far, the missing immortal cultivators from various countries are all cultivators in the Qi refining period, and I think it is because the Demon Sect is afraid of my righteous path masters, so only the disciples in the Qi refining period in the sect are allowed to make a move, and no masters above the foundation have come, but for the sake of safety, this mission to go down the mountain to find out the news must be carried out by disciples above the sixth level of Qi refining."

As soon as the old man said this, some of the disciples stood up with strange expressions, and among them were either disciples who had reached the foundation or below the sixth level of qi refining.

But even so, there were still thousands of disciples left between the sixth and tenth layers of Qi refining, which showed the vastness of the Lingyun Sect.

Lin Yu, who was originally standing beside Ye Chunyang, gave him a strange look and then kept his distance from him.

Ye Chunyang smacked his lips and stood in place stunned.

He didn't know what others thought, but his heart was like a mirror, and he secretly scolded bitterly.

Where is this spy news, it is clearly a cannon fodder task! There are many scattered cultivators with high cultivation in various countries, but the disappearances have not only not stopped, but have occurred frequently under their noses, which is enough to prove the difficulty of the opponent, these old foxes are afraid of alarming the masters of the Demon Gate in the same realm as them, so they sent out these disciples of the Qi refining period, this is not to be cannon fodder!

Ye Chunyang regretted a little that he had only suppressed the realm to the sixth layer of qi refining, and he should have pressed it even lower if he had known!

Su Hu also smacked his mouth, looking like he couldn't say what he was suffering from.

He looked at Ye Chunyang, his eyes were full of help, and now he could only rely on this sworn enemy to save his life.

Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy, and the thoughts in his heart kept flickering, wanting to work out a countermeasure that could avoid this trip.

And the next words of the old man made him completely messy.

The old man looked at the remaining Qi Refining Stage disciples, his face was full of smiles, but his words shocked everyone: "I didn't expect that my Lingyun Sect has so many good seedlings in recent years, it is a blessing for the sect, but this trip is a search, and the number of people will inevitably alarm the other party, so we and others unanimously discussed and selected a hundred disciples to travel by lot."

As he spoke, the old man's sleeve robe waved, and thousands of light clusters floated in the air.

"The light group is engraved with the word 'line' and the word 'stay', and those who draw the word 'line' will accept the task of this line, and the word 'stay' will stay in the sect, and now the lottery will begin. The

disciples can not be calm, there are only a hundred "line" signatures, which is equivalent to the number of these thousands of people who are only selected less than one-tenth, for a time everyone has joy and sorrow, joy is naturally those who do not want to travel, sadness is those who are full of ambition, want to enter the mortal experience of the disciples.

"This is less than a one-in-ten chance, even if I am lucky, it won't be my turn, right?"

Standing under the light sign, Ye Chunyang grinned, he hoped to draw the "stay" sign, so that he could stay in the sect with peace of mind to drill the way of developing talismans, but now he can only speak by luck.

But he was not in a hurry, but waited quietly in the field, and waited for most of the light sticks to be taken away, then slowly stretched out his hand and chose the farthest light lot.

Just when he was about to open it, there was a burst of laughter next to him, and when he looked back, he saw Su Hu holding a word "stay" in his hand, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but secretly scold this guy for really taking shit luck, being able to avoid this trip and save his life.

"Cowering, how can you grow?!"

Su Xueyuan's cold voice came, Su Hu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Ye Chunyang's side with blank eyes, praying in his heart over and over again that the latter could draw the "line" signature and let him be buried in the hands of the demon gate.

Ye Chunyang's expression did not move, he frowned and was about to open the light lottery, but at this moment, a voice from the front made him stop his actions again.

"Strange, why is it that all the signatures have been opened, but only ninety-nine people have drawn the 'line' signature?" A

disciple commented softly, although this person's voice was not loud, but it clearly fell into everyone's ears, including the elders, everyone's eyes looked around, and finally fell on Ye Chunyang.

In an instant, Ye Chunyang only felt that the sky was thundering.

He looked at the unopened light sign in his hand with an ugly face, he obviously chose the last one, and he could still end up, isn't it too lucky?

At this time, Su Hu's eyes became gloating, secretly thinking that it would be best for Ye Chunyang to meet the master of the Demon Gate on this trip, so that he would never come back, but he was also very conflicted in his heart, in case Ye Chunyang really died in the hands of the demon, then there would be no one to solve his Gu poison.

"Go this time, be careful.

Before Ye Chunyang opened the last light sign, Su Xueyuan had already instructed him lightly, but she was as usual, cherishing words like gold.

Ye Chunyang smiled a little stiffly, it was obvious that the last lucky person was him, and it didn't matter much whether the light sign was opened or not.

He scolded his mother over and over again in his heart, how could such a small probability be able to let him run into it?

Sighing, he put away the light sign and walked forward silently, ready to stand with the ninety-nine disciples who drew the "Xing" sign to accept the task of cannon fodder for this extremely pitiful person.

"Slow!" A

voice came, and an old man in Tsing Yi who was holding a dust whisk suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chunyang.

"Are you

Ye Chunyang?" Lao Dao brushed the dust, and looked at Ye Chunyang with a slightly sharp gaze.

Ye Chunyang was shocked in his heart, under the scrutiny of this old way, hallucinations continued to appear in front of his eyes, and there was even a suffocating heaviness.

Since he cultivated immortals, even Su Xueyuan could no longer suppress him like this, and this old Taoist cultivation was obviously far above Su Xueyuan.

His heart sank, this person must also be an elder of the sect, but he didn't know what his intention was to stop him, but he didn't dare to be careless, and hugged his fists to the old Taoist and said: "Yes, the disciple is Ye Chunyang, I don't know what the elder commands?"

"Very good." Lao Dao nodded, looked at Ye Chunyang and suddenly sneered: "The old man Qing Chongdao Li Xuanguang, I think you should have heard of the old man's name." "