Mortals cultivate immortality and awaken their clones to practice together

"It's strange, I came back all the way along the Lingji, why did I suddenly disappear when I arrived here?"

In the Xuanwang Mansion, the head of Qu had a gloomy face, at this time she had already recovered the appearance of the head of the palace in the past, and no one would have thought that she would be a lurker of the Demon Dao.

Previously, under the spell of that Uncle Li, she followed the Lingji all the way back to the palace, and she was basically sure that the person who fought with her in the ruined temple was hiding in the mansion, but now the fluctuation of the Red Blood Order suddenly disappeared, which made her frightened.

"Could it be that Yunxi Sanjie, or was it the girl that Mama Ling brought that day?" said Chief Qu gloomily.

She remembered Ye Chunyang and Mu Yunshu, who led Yunxi Sanjie into the mansion during the day, and accidentally bumped into Ye Chunyang and Mu Yunshu, and felt the aura of cultivation from the latter.

But then she denied the speculation, the person who fought with her was a man, it couldn't be Mu Yunshu, and Yunxi Sanjie's cultivation was still under her, not to mention Ye Chunyang, who entered the mansion with Mu Yunshu, this kid was just a useless mortal, how could he be the one who took away the Red Blood Order.

If it weren't for them, it would mean that there were other immortal cultivators hidden in the palace, and there might be more than one person, maybe they were the masters of the Seven Sects of the Immortal Dao.

"Hmph! As long as he is still in this palace, he will not be able to hide for a long time, and when he is found, he will inevitably be crushed to his bones and ashes to vent the hatred in my heart!"

After thinking for a moment, she came to a hidden place, pulled out a messenger from her sleeve, and after a few words on it, the talisman turned into fire and disappeared into the air.

......

And when Manager Qu was secretly searching, in a room not far from the kitchen, Ye Chunyang also looked ugly.

That's right with his guess, this red blood order really contains a spirit record, and after returning to the palace, this order was tracked, most likely because the man in black pulled a helper to find his traces, fortunately, the origin of the heavenly scripture he cultivated has the miraculous effect of covering up fluctuations, and can hide this spirit record, otherwise his whereabouts have been exposed at this moment.

"The Demon Gate is arresting monks everywhere, there must be more than just sending disciples from the Qi Refining Period, I am afraid that there are other masters hiding nearby, this trip to the sect sent a mission, maybe it is to use us as bait to lure out the Demon Gate master behind it, I must not reveal my identity, otherwise I will really become cannon fodder!" After

this contact, Ye Chunyang felt more and more that this trip was dangerous, but for him, concentrating on cultivation and secretly improving his strength was the king's way, compared to it, everything was not very important.

After thinking about it, he took two scrolls from the Qiankun bag, one was the intermediate spell "Blazing Light Slash", and the other was a scroll of refining talisman secret records, which were extorted from Su Hu that day.

After silently comprehending the "Burning Light Slash", he opened the secret record of refining talismans.

To enhance the strength, the talisman is an extremely critical thing, but the talisman has always been valuable in the market, and to exchange it from the sect requires a lot of contribution value, if you can refine the talisman yourself, it will save a lot of trouble.

It's just that after Ye Chunyang read the secret record with his divine sense, his mood became a little heavy.

"Unexpectedly, the materials required for refining talismans are not ordinary, and they must be carved with specific rune paper and spiritual blood, and then injected with spiritual power into the talisman pen.

Ye Chunyang was secretly surprised, rune paper is common, and the trading places of the major immortal cultivation cities are all sold, and the spiritual blood refers to the essence blood of the demon beast, and the level of the demon beast also plays a vital role in refining the talisman.

Now Ye Chunyang has a bottle of Huojiao essence blood on his body, as long as he finds a way to get some rune paper.

What really bothered him was the talisman pen, which had to have first-class or higher animal bones and hair, and then could be forged by a refiner.

Even if he also has the skin and bones of Huojiao on his body, but refiners and alchemists are generally scarce, and they can only be supported by the immortal cultivation sect and the hidden family, where should I find it in this little daughter country?"

"It seems that I can't find a refiner to help me refine the talisman pen in a short period of time, and now I can only try my luck at the treasure selling conference in three days." After

thinking about the plan, Ye Chunyang decided not to interfere in the disappearance of the monk, and waited for the secret treasure selling conference to be held in the west of the city three days later, hoping to find something beneficial to him.

In the following time, he went in and out of the kitchen of King Xuan's Mansion in a low-key manner, because of his wooden performance, others only regarded him as a stupid boy from the countryside and didn't care about him, and the fat woman in the kitchen only regarded him as a dispensable little person, and ignored him.

And that little senior sister Mu Yunshu, I don't know if she forgot him, she hasn't come to look for him since she entered the mansion that day, and Ye Chunyang doesn't care about this.

As for the Red Blood Order, with the cover of the exercises, the people in the Demon Dao would not be able to find his trace for a while, so that he could prepare his plan to refine the talisman with peace of mind.

......

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

At noon on this day, in an alley in the west of the city, a black figure wearing a cloak quietly appeared, this person was wearing a ghost mask with blue fangs on his face, if it appeared at night, I was afraid that it would make people think that it was a life-seeking Shura who crawled out of hell, revealing hideousness and mystery.

This person is none other than Ye Chunyang, who has been dressed up in disguise.

At this time, there were three people not far in front of him, and they were the three heroes of Yunxi who lived in King Xuan's mansion.

From the conversation in the restaurant that day, it was learned that these three people had already explored the location of the treasure selling conference, and following them, Ye Chunyang could reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In the past few days, he has been secretly paying attention to the three of them, and found that since they entered the palace, except for a few times when they were called to the main hall by Princess Xuanyang, they rarely showed up, and they didn't walk out of the palace until today, so he also quietly followed.

The fang market in the west of the city was originally a trading market for mortals, and ordinary people would not have thought that there would be monks holding a treasure selling meeting here today, but in order to facilitate the trading of monks, the monks who promoted the treasure selling meeting spontaneously formed a team to come here to set up a team, contract the second floor of the venue, and maintain the trading order.

After the three heroes of Yunxi entered the Fang City, they went straight to the second floor.

Ye Chunyang followed behind.

If the monk has a treasure to sell, he can introduce it on his own, and if someone likes it, he can trade privately with the person who sells the treasure, which can not only avoid exposing the details in front of everyone, but also ensure the safety of the transaction.

According to the rules, after paying an inferior spirit stone to the maintenance party, Ye Chunyang found a corner and sat down.

But when he sat down, he was a little surprised.

I thought that in this mundane place, there would not be too many monks gathered, but the truth was beyond expectations.

There were no less than thirty people present, most of whom were above the sixth level of qi refining.

But after all, they are all ordinary cultivators, and the highest among them is only at the eighth level of Qi refining like him, so he can rest assured, even if these monks gather for another purpose, he can cope with it with his strength.

Just when Ye Chunyang was secretly observing, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

At this time, a woman wearing a light veil sat down beside him, although she was disguised, but judging from this light fragrance and figure, the other party was no more than ten years old.

For some reason, this light fragrance made him feel familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he had no impression.

Ye Chunyang was secretly curious, and couldn't help but look at the masked girl a few more times.

Sensing his gaze, the girl also looked at it, revealing a pair of pure beautiful eyes under the light veil, a little weak, but with a noble spirit, as if she was from an extraordinary background.

Looking at him, the girl with her delicate willow eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and there were some doubts in her eyes, but she quickly disappeared, and after nodding lightly to Ye Chunyang, she looked away.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang also returned the salute slightly, but he was wondering in his heart, could it be that the familiar feeling was just his own illusion?

The other party only had a sixth-level cultivation of qi refining, and he really couldn't remember when he had seen it.

After thinking to no avail, he simply didn't think much about it, closed his eyes and waited quietly, so after half an hour, the conference also stopped admitting, and everyone gradually settled down.

At this moment, a man walked up to the front desk, wearing a mask like most people, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Today's trading, regardless of identity, regardless of treasure, just to take what you need, but for the sake of safety, this place has also been banned by me and several other Taoist friends who are proficient in the formation, no one can do anything here, otherwise it will cause the big array to be triggered, and everyone will be burned, so please follow the rules carefully, don't move some thoughts that harm others and yourself."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of a few people in the audience obviously changed, but no one spoke, obviously acquiescing to the rules of this place.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, the hearts of the people in the immortal cultivation world are rising, and it is not uncommon to kill people and seize treasures, although such protective means can be maintained for a while, but if there is really a heavy treasure, I am afraid that everyone may not be able to be stable.

Seeing that no one objected, the person in front of him smiled and continued: "Since everyone knows the rules, then now that the treasure sales begin, which Taoist friend will come up first to sell the treasure?"

Everyone was shocked, thinking that this sword was just a magic weapon like a hidden weapon, but they didn't expect it to be a flying sword!"

"This is a medium magic weapon Qingxiao Sword, made of cold mountain mine iron, not asking for spirit stones, as long as a magic weapon of the same grade is exchanged, if any Taoist friend is interested, he can find it privately after the meeting." The

man who sold the flying sword had an old voice, as if he were an old man over half a hundred years old, and after introducing the treasure, he stepped down and sat back in his place.

During this period, many people also looked at him, obviously interested in the Qingxiao Sword, but they all pressed it.

It's just the beginning of the market, and even if you want to trade, you have to wait until the end, and maybe there are more treasures that are suitable for you.

Ye Chunyang also glanced at the Qingxiao Sword, but he didn't major in sword qi in his exercises, and he didn't attach much importance to magic weapons such as flying swords, so he also waited quietly.

At this time, there were also people coming to the stage one after another, either pills, or magic weapons, but most of them were inferior, in comparison, it was the Qingxiao Sword sold by the old man before that who was more eye-catching, and Ye Chunyang couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw this.

However, he knows that the so-called transaction is actually a leak, everyone wants to get the maximum return with the lowest investment, and the truly valuable treasure will not be easily taken out, so he is not in a hurry to see if there can be some unexpected surprises in the future.

At this time, he thought of the masked girl beside him, and found that she, like himself, was unmoved by the treasure that appeared at present, and only sat quietly, as if waiting for something.