Mortals cultivate immortality, awaken their clones and practice together

"Boy, I've been wandering around here for so long and still haven't found anything. Are you teasing me?"

In a dark stone cave, the old man's sullen voice came out. If someone were present at this time, they would find an old man and a young man in the cave, walking forward step by step.

"Why do you say this, ancestor? Even if you are too ambitious, I will not dare to tease you. This is indeed the ancient cave that the four senior brothers accidentally broke into that day. But at that time, the senior brothers saw that the disciple's cultivation was low, so they only asked the disciple to wait outside. Later, when I saw that all the senior brothers were buried in the demon's belly, this disciple was able to escape for his life."

The boy walking in front stopped, with a bitter look on his face.

This pair of young and old are naturally Ye Chunyang and Qing Chong from the Fire Dragon Cave.

However, along the way, Ye Chunyang discovered that Niubi seemed to be extremely concerned about Zhao Wanhe's death, but what he showed was not the caring attitude he should have for his disciples, and there might be something fishy in it.

Qing Chong's expression was ugly, and he was obviously not satisfied with Ye Chunyang's answer. Although he used magic to suppress his realm this time, it could only last for three hours. Now Ye Chunyang has consumed half of the time. If he can no longer find the way to find Zhao Wanhe If he still has the remains, he will return in vain. How can he feel better?

He grabbed Ye Chunyang in anger and said coldly: "I'll give you another half hour. If you can't find Zhao Wanhe's remains, you should know the consequences!"

Ye Chunyang sneered in his heart, Zhao Wanhe had already been burned to the point of death by a fire pillar from the fire dragon, so where would he find his remains?

But under the threat of Master Qing Chong, he still shrank his neck very cooperatively, showing a look of fear: "Ancestor, don't worry, although the disciple was only focused on escaping for his life, he also saw clearly the place where Senior Brother Zhao was fighting the fire dragon. It’s not far from here and can be reached soon.”

Qing Chong, the old Taoist, looked teasing, obviously disdainful of Ye Chunyang's behavior of running for his life regardless of his fellow disciples, and he was too lazy to open his mouth and waste words with him.

However, he didn't know that this was exactly what Ye Chunyang wanted. He deliberately belittled himself in order to make the old man despise him, so that he could take advantage of it.

So, Ye Chunyang took Lao Dao around for about a quarter of an hour, and then walked deeper into the cave, gradually approaching the magma pool where the fire dragon lived.

The familiar hot air hit his face again. Ye Chunyang gathered his breath, pointed forward and said, "It was here that Senior Brother Zhao and others awakened the fire dragon, an ancient relic, and this led to the disaster of death."

Old Taoist Qing Chong looked around, his expression a little uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He walked to the place where Zhao Wanhe fought with the fire dragon, stood there indifferently for a while, and then took out a golden talisman and threw it to the top of the cave. Suddenly the talisman's light surged, illuminating a radius of several meters.

Ye Chunyang was surprised to find that this talisman seemed to be able to echo the surroundings, and the surrounding auras were drawn to it, and then these auras formed a picture that shocked him extremely.

Under the guidance of the magic power of the talisman, the scene of Zhao Wanhe's fierce battle with the fire dragon that day was reappeared as if it had been restored. Even the scene of the other two people escaping with Sun Quan was clearly presented before their eyes.

Ye Chunyang's heart suddenly trembled, his spiritual power began to circulate rapidly, and his expression was full of alertness.

This old Taoist actually had the magic to restore the scene, which made him secretly frightened. On that day, he used a divine sword talisman to stop Zhao Wanhe, otherwise he would have allowed the man to escape. If Qing Chong, the old Taoist, found out that he was the one who was in the way, what would happen? Can you give up and give up?

However, just as the scene progressed to when Senior Brother Zhao was surrounded by the pillar of fire, the magic power on the talisman seemed to be exhausted, and the light suddenly dimmed. In the end, only Senior Brother Zhao could be seen being engulfed by the fire, and nothing else was found.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang felt relieved. Apparently Qing Chong, the old Taoist, had not discovered the method he used.

At this time, the old Taoist Qing Chong's face was livid, his eyes were cold and he seemed to be extremely angry, and he was groping for something on the ground with his fingers together.

At this time, Ye Chunyang noticed that there seemed to be a red light flickering on the ground, but only for a short moment, the light disappeared into the old Taoist's palm.

The old Taoist's move seemed ordinary and there was nothing noteworthy about it. If Ye Chunyang hadn't practiced the Origin Scripture and his spiritual consciousness surpassed others, it would have been difficult to detect it. However, the red light flashed too fast and he couldn't see clearly what it was. .

"I, Li Xuanguang, have only had this one disciple with good potential for half my life. Unexpectedly, he ended up with no body left. Could it be that my legacy will never be seen again?" The old Taoist stood up again, with a look of sadness that made people forget. Looking back, I felt unbearable.

But Ye Chunyang disagreed.

There were too many anomalies in Qingchong Master along the way, and the faint red light he saw just now made him have a premonition that there must be many unknown secrets, and he deeply doubted this Niubi's master-disciple relationship with Zhao Wanhe , is it really what he said.

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled, and in the magma pool in front, astonishing heat waves hit us. The air showed signs of melting wherever it went.

"No, the fire dragon has revived!"

Ye Chunyang took two steps back, a little surprised in his heart. The two of them had been restraining their auras. Unless the foundation-building monks used their spiritual sense to detect them, no one could detect them. Unexpectedly, they still alerted the fire dragon. It was obvious that the advanced ancient relics were stronger. It has exceeded his imagination.

And when he was solemn, the magma pool erupted with dazzling fire, and fire pillars shot straight to the top of the cave, emitting blazing heat.

Immediately afterwards, the ferocious body of the fire dragon appeared in the sight again. The pair of broad bone wings flapped violently, and the entire cave suddenly flew with sand and rocks, bringing with it a terrifying pressure.

The fire dragon's angry eyes suddenly stared at Ye Chunyang, and he recognized him as the human monk who had killed him twice not long ago. Unexpectedly, he dared to come to seek death, and immediately spurted out blazing pillars of fire, causing a piercing sound. The burning sound of spiritual energy reached directly in front of him.

Ye Chunyang was frightened and took several steps back. Just as he was about to strike back, the wild laughter of Master Qing Chong came from the side.

"Hahaha! What an ancient relic. I am short of some raw materials to refine the magic weapon. This beast comes just in time!"

On the contrary, Ye Chunyang was solemn and Master Qing Chong was extremely surprised by the awakening of the fire dragon.

The ancient relics are full of treasures and are the refining raw materials that high-level monks dream of, especially the pair of bone wings. If they are refined by a skilled weapon refiner, they can become a flying magic weapon with amazing speed. Even Qing Chong, the old Taoist Also a little greedy.

Ye Chunyang smacked his lips when he heard this. This old Taoist was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, but the fire dragon was enough to compete with the Foundation Establishment monks. How dare he say such arrogant words?

Just when he was surprised, he saw a silver-white circle of light thrown into the air by the old man. The circle suddenly burst into flames and shot out thunder and lightning as thick as a bowl. In just one strike, the fire dragon was dripping with blood and howling angrily.

"Spiritual weapon!"

Looking at the silver-white halo, Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank. Magical weapons can be divided into magical weapons, spiritual weapons, and celestial weapons. Although magical weapons can help monks improve their combat power, they have no power on their own. Spiritual weapons are indeed things that truly contain spirits, but Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create mana, the power is far more powerful than a weapon. The aperture created by this veteran can release thunder and lightning. It is obviously a genuine spiritual weapon.

Moreover, the old Taoist can manipulate thunder-attributed magic weapons. Could it be that he has a rare thunder-attributed spiritual root?

After taking advantage of the power of the spiritual weapon, the fire dragon looked deeply at the old man with an unattractive appearance and a whisk in his hand, with fear in his eyes.

Its body shook, and it incited its bone wings to quickly sink into the magma pool, and actually had the intention of retreating.

"I am here to kill you and refine it into a magic weapon. How can I allow you to retreat?" Old Taoist Qing Chong sneered, raised his fingers in the air, and before the fire dragon could escape, the thunder and lightning circle greeted it again.

Bursts of thunder resounded, and Ye Chunyang couldn't open his eyes because of the bright lightning. Every time the lightning struck, it brought out the shrill wail of the fire dragon. When the light dissipated, the aperture had returned to the old man's hand, and the fire dragon He was lying motionless by the lava pool, with blood continuously overflowing from his body. He was obviously dead.

Ye Chunyang took a deep breath, and was extremely shocked. This fire dragon was already a first-level low-level monster. It was still defenseless in front of the spiritual weapon. It was killed by the old Taoist with one blow. Such power was simply shocking.

But what Ye Chunyang didn't know was that this aperture magic weapon had been sacrificed by Master Qing Chong with his life essence and blood, and contained a trace of his spiritual consciousness at the magic level. Even if his cultivation was suppressed, the magic weapon was still powerful, and it was easy to kill this monster.

At this time, the old Taoist suddenly looked over at him. After looking up and down, he said reluctantly: "I didn't expect that there are people with extremely poor qualifications like you in the world of cultivation. But at least you have reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. I’m barely qualified to be a registered disciple.”

"Ancestor wants to accept this junior as his disciple?"

Ye Chunyang was startled, never expecting that this veteran would suddenly make such a decision.

Although there would be fewer detours in the journey of cultivating immortality if there was a good teacher to guide him, judging from the attitude towards Zhao Wanhe's death, it can be seen that the old Qingchong Taoist city is very deep, and he may have another purpose in accepting him as his disciple.

Moreover, he has not yet refined the second level of the Origin Scripture, so he cannot make Ye Xiaobao invisible. If he becomes a disciple of Qing Chong, he will inevitably be discovered by him, which will be like having his lifeline strangled by him.

Ye Chunyang pondered for a moment.

"What? You don't want to? In Lingyun Sect, there are countless people who want to beg me to accept you as a disciple, but no one can catch my eye. Now that you are quite honest, I plan to accept you as a disciple. Do you still feel aggrieved? ?”

There was anger on Qing Chong's face, and he obviously took Ye Chunyang's silence as rejection. He was a dignified elder with late-stage magical power, and being rejected by his disciples was extremely humiliating. How could he not be angry?

Ye Chunyang was hesitant in his heart. Although he didn't know why this old Taoist wanted to accept him as a disciple, if he refused this time, he would definitely be resented by this old Taoist. The pressure from Su Xueyuan had already made him cautious. If he offended another mana level The situation for the elders will be even more difficult in the future.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Chunyang pretended to be flattered, raised his hands to Master Qing Chong and said, "It is a great honor for me to join the disciples of our ancestors. How can I be wronged? I was just excited for a moment, and I got carried away with my pride. I invited you to teach me." Please forgive me."