After the ascent failed

Chapter 190
The terrain of Linshan is undulating, and the children and mothers are separated. Looking down from a high place, you can see the clouds and mists. It is known as the best in the northern region.

At this time, on the top of Linshan, a figure was sitting there quietly.

He was wearing a black robe and a cloak on his head. Half of his face was covered in shadows, and he sat there motionless. If he saw him at night, he might think that a ghost was present in the world.

This person is none other than Wan Xiuzhu!
He has been sitting on the top of this mountain for a whole month, and despite the strong wind and rain, he is as unshakable as a rock.

It was early in the morning, and there was a fish belly white in the sky.

The rising sun rose from the clouds and mist, bringing warmth to the icy isolated peak. Wan Xiuzhu still didn't move, but there was a person walking behind him.

It was Meng Yuan.

He bowed respectfully and said, "See Master."

"What's the matter?"

Wan Xiuzhu spoke lightly.

"Today is the deadline, and now monks from various factions have gathered around Zifeng, but Ye Chunyang did not show up." Meng Yuan hesitated and said.

Wan Xiuzhu opened his eyes slightly, and the red flames in the pupils flowed, imperceptibly carrying an oppressive majesty.

He looked up at the rising sun among the clouds in the east, his expression indifferent.

"I've given him a month, if he doesn't come, kill his woman."

Wan Xiuzhu waved his hand.

After finishing speaking, continue to close your eyes and meditate.

During this month, he didn't sit down for anything, just waited here, wanting to see if Ye Chunyang, who was rumored to have attained the out-of-body state, would come after hearing the news.

Today is the last day, if the other party does not show up, Wan Xiuzhu has no intention of waiting any longer.

"He won't come!"

A cold and sharp voice sounded from the side, Yan Yuyan sat quietly at the side, and said coldly.

"Really? Don't you have a close relationship with him?"

"If he really regards you as a confidante, he will never watch you be tortured to death by his own soul art."

Wan Xiuzhu sneered.

"soulmate?"

"That's just the opinion of others. I don't have that kind of relationship with Senior Ye. He doesn't need to do anything for me, let alone take risks for such a pointless thing."

Yan Yuyan shook her head, mocking herself.

"Hehe, whether that's the case or not, we will know after today." Wan Xiuzhu chuckled lightly, not taking Yan Yuyan's words to heart.

Yan Yuyan looked into the distance and fell silent.

In fact, she had already expected today's result. She has been very calm in the past month, and she has no fear of dying in Huangquan, and she has no intention of running away.

In front of a master soul cultivator like Wan Xiuzhu, even if she wanted to escape, she couldn't escape. Instead of struggling needlessly, it would be better to just watch Yun Juan and Yun Shu here quietly, which would give her a different state of mind.

It's just that she also has a hope in her heart, hoping that that person will really appear and take her away from this cold and lonely place.

But Yan Yuyan knew that this was just an extravagant wish.

The silent confrontation that night made her fully understand that she would never be able to walk into his heart, they were people from two worlds, so what qualifications did she have for him to stand up.

"That's good, at least it can clear up the misunderstandings of the world."

Yan Yuyan smiled wryly.

Watching the rising sun rise above the horizon bit by bit, her heart became more and more peaceful.

……

At the foot of the mountain, the buildings in the square city have long been empty, and monks from all sides have climbed to the surrounding sub-peaks, waiting for a great battle to come.

When the sun was rising, Ye Chunyang had just withdrawn from his cultivation, and Mu Qingru's voice sounded outside the door: "Senior Xiaobao, today is the day of the battle between the two masters of soul cultivation, and I am here to invite you."

"it is good."

After Ye Chunyang responded casually with his avatar, he opened the door and walked out.

Mu Qingru looked Xiaobao more and more at him for a moment, then frowned slightly, and said, "You are such an unruly disciple, you don't know the role of master and servant, how dare you go side by side with Senior Xiaobao?"

The female disciples also looked at Ye Chunyang with strange eyes.

This kid at the third level of Qi refining is too courageous to be too rude.

Ting Yu stood aside in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

How do they know that the two do have a primary and secondary distinction, but the master is Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang shook his head with a faint smile, and didn't bother to explain anything to Mu Qingru, so Xiaobao let Xiaobao say "no problem" before walking downstairs.

Mu Qingru was surprised, but seeing that "Senior Xiaobao" didn't care, she had no choice but to stop talking.

It's just that when he looked at Ye Chunyang again, there was obvious displeasure in his eyes.

"Master, this kid Ye Chunyang has ignored you time and time again. If such a wicked servant doesn't teach you a lesson, wouldn't he be even more defiant?" An older female disciple stepped forward and said.

Mu Qingru glanced at the woman, chuckled without saying anything, but the latter already understood.

At this time, the sub-peaks of Linshan were already overcrowded, and there were monsters living in the mountain. They were either frightened by the horrifying scene and fled early, or they were directly killed.

When Ye Chunyang and his party came to the foot of a sub-peak, it was already noon.

But when Ye Chunyang was about to climb the mountain, he was stopped by a person.

"This place has been blocked by my Luo Yanzong. If you want to watch the battle, please move to another place!"

The person who blocked the way was a disciple of the Luoyan Sect with a great achievement in Dao Foundation. Although he could see that Ye Xiaobao and Mu Qingru had extraordinary auras, moving out of the mountain of Luoyan Sect was enough for him to have the confidence to be proud.

"This fellow Taoist, I am the owner of the Yinfeng Village, and our village has some connections with the Luoyan Sect. Please accommodate me." Mu Qingru said with a smile, her frown and smile touching people's hearts.

Ye Chunyang glanced at the woman, knowing that she had cast a charm on this Luoyan Sect disciple.

But he stood quietly and didn't say much.

Seeing Mu Qingru's sweet smile, the Luoyan Sect disciple suddenly blushed, and his previously indifferent attitude became warmer: "So it's the Mu Zhai Master of Yinfeng Village, how about it, the village master and this fellow Taoist can go in , and the rest of the people are all banned."

This disciple of Luoyan Sect thought that he had made a very wise decision, which could not only please the beauty, but also not violate the order of the sect.

"That's why I would like to thank my friend Daoist."

Mu Qingru chuckled, leaned close to Xiaobao and said: "Senior, you and I will go to the peak to watch the battle, and let the juniors wait here."

A group of female disciples regretted the result.

This place is far away from the peak, it is absolutely impossible to see the fighting method.

But since the village master spoke, they had no choice but to obey.

Ye Xiaobao remained indifferent and walked forward.

However, what is strange is that when "Senior Xiaobao" left, Ye Chunyang, the "unruly" disciple next to him, also walked side by side.

"Wait!"

"Just now I have made it clear that except for the village master and this fellow Taoist, no one else is allowed to enter. Didn't you hear that?" The Luoyan Sect disciple stretched out his hand to stop Ye Chunyang.

"Noisy!"

Ye Chunyang's face turned cold.

With a sound of "嗖", the Luoyan Sect disciples felt a black shadow flash in front of their eyes, and Ye Xiaobao next to him appeared in front of him like a ghost, and with a slap of the palm fan, the whole person turned into a black spot and disappeared down the mountain.

All the female disciples of Yinfeng Village were dumbfounded.

"Isn't this kid Senior Xiaobao's follower? Why is Senior Xiaobao acting extremely protective of him?" Mu Qingru was secretly stunned.

That disciple of the Luoyan Sect just spoke rudely to Ye Chunyang, "Senior Xiaobao" threw him down the mountain without saying a word, who is the master and who is the servant?

Originally intending to take the opportunity to suppress the arrogance of this "little follower", after seeing this scene, Mu Qingru was a little uncertain for a while.

"I knew it would be like this."

Ting Yu secretly smiled bitterly.

She had seen with her own eyes that the masters of all forces surrendered to Ye Chunyang, including the ghostly elder Yuan Hai of the Cangyuan Sect, who also respected him. This disciple of the Luoyan Sect dared to speak rudely to Ye Chunyang. Isn't this courting death?
Ye Chunyang ignored the astonishment of the female cultivators and walked up the mountain with his avatar.

Mu Qingru's eyes were flickering, but she couldn't help feeling a little scruples.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was sunset on the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are many clouds at sunrise, and the sunset is magnificent at sunset, each with its own wonders.

However, although the sunset glow is beautiful at this time, no one present appreciates it. Their eyes are only on the old man in black robe sitting cross-legged on the mother peak.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't move at all.

"The sun is going down soon."

Shen Tianyun looked at the magnificent Huoshaoyun in the sky with deep eyes.

"One day has passed, the soul cultivator behind the Yan family won't show up anymore." Shen Ruyan sighed.

After the initial boiling, the monks around gradually calmed down.

After waiting for a whole day, the soul cultivator named Ye Chunyang didn't show up, probably because he knew he was invincible, so he didn't dare to fight here.

"This Ye Chunyang doesn't seem to be as bloody as he imagined. His woman was captured and taken out of the restraint, so she shrank back and dared not show up."

"The rumors are unbelievable. Maybe there is no soul cultivator behind the Yan family, and everything is fabricated by the Yan family."

"That's not necessarily the case. If it wasn't for the fact that this person really didn't exist, why would Master Tianmo bother..."

"..."

Disappointment flashed across the faces of the high-ranking monks from all factions.

But they were more puzzled, this Ye Chunyang was too mysterious, if he didn't exist, the Heavenly Demon Master would never spend so much trouble to challenge him here.

But he hasn't shown up so far, and it makes people feel that something is wrong.

"Did he not come after all?"

Seeing the sun is about to set.

Yan Wushuang's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the frosty valley.

This day was the longest day for her, and she was praying almost every moment, hoping that Ye Chunyang would show up and rescue Yan Yuyan with her own hands.

Now a day has passed, and he has never appeared.

"Is the sun going down?"

On the top of the mountain.

Yan Yuyan was also looking up.

She calmly stared at the clouds in front of her, watched the sunset lightly, with a slight smile on her lips.

She had expected this result from the very beginning, but now it just proved the fact.

"Is it sunset?"

"Time flies so fast, I just sigh that there is no one who has waited for the old man."

On the top of the mountain, Wan Xiuzhu got up slowly and sighed regretfully as he watched the setting sun that had mostly sunk into the western mountain.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman will fall in vain."

Wan Xiuzhu looked at Yan Yuyan indifferently, his gaze was like a thousand feet of ice.

At this time, Ye Chunyang was coming to a sub-peak.

(End of this chapter)