After the ascent failed

Chapter 281 Jiuli Zhenhuo and Murong Zhuer's Begging

Just when Ye Chunyang walked to the door, Murong Zhu'er's voice came from behind.

"Is there anything else for Fairy Murong?" Ye Chunyang turned around and asked.

Lin Mo, Liu Sisi and the others also looked suspicious.

Murong Zhu'er looked around, then bowed slightly to Ye Chunyang, and said: "I wonder if you can take a step to talk?"

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, seeing that this woman seemed to have something secret, then nodded: "Yes."

Murong Zhu'er was overjoyed when she saw this, and said to Yue Lin: "Uncle Yue, you go back to Lingxian Mansion, I will look for you after I finish talking with Daoist Ye."

Yue Lin hesitated slightly, but still nodded and left the place alone.

"Friend Daoist Ye, please." Murong Zhu'er smiled.

Ye Chunyang didn't say anything, and left the medicine shop with the woman.

Liu Sisi helped her mother up, bowed slightly to Lin Mo, and said, "Senior Lin has helped me many times, and Sisi will also keep it in mind. Sisi will find a way to repay the elixir owed before."

"No need, it's just a few elixir, it's nothing, for the sake of Fellow Daoist Ye, let's avoid it!" Lin Mo waved his hands in a dispirited manner, and walked into the inner hall with a complicated expression.

Liu Sisi showed astonishment, but seeing that Lin Mo really didn't intend to pursue it, she couldn't help bowing in surprise, and then left here with her mother.

……

Following Murong Zhu'er to a teahouse in the city, Ye Chunyang sat in a private seat.

The place is quiet and no one is there, the whole tea house is occupied by Murong Zhu'er.

"What's the matter with Fairy Murong, you can talk about it now." Ye Chunyang poured a cup of tea and said quietly.

"To tell you the truth, the little girl invited fellow Taoists here because she has something to ask for." Murong Zhu'er said.

"Oh, haven't I already given you the Lingsu flower, what else can the fairy ask for?" Ye Chunyang twirled the teacup, showing some amusement.

But what Murong Zhu'er did next surprised him a bit.

The woman knelt down suddenly, with a pleading look on her face.

Ye Chunyang frowned, but remained indifferent to it.

With his thousand-year state of mind, he has long ignored such a situation.

"Just now the little girl told the Taoist friend that her mother has a cold poison. Although Lingsuhua can temporarily curb the attack of the cold poison, it is a long-term solution. Today, I saw the Taoist alchemy is extraordinary. The little girl begged the Taoist to treat it. If fellow daoist agrees, Zhu'er is willing to give all she has to repay the kindness of fellow daoist!"

Murong Zhu'er raised her head, her gaze was hot, with that appearance, even if Ye Chunyang asked her to agree with her body, she would not hesitate.

With her beautiful appearance, enchanting figure, and extreme talent, no man would refuse this scene.

But something unexpected happened to her, Ye Chunyang took a look at her and then withdrew it, saying: "What does your mother's life and death have to do with me?"

Murong Zhu'er was suddenly speechless.

Ye Chunyang shook his head lightly. He has been cultivating immortals all his life, from being a mortal to proving the way and ascending. He has long been used to the world of mortals. He has seen a lot of feelings of saving his mother like Fairy Murong.

Ye Chunyang is not a saint, he cultivates the way of longevity. Under the belief of longevity, all living beings are ants.

The reincarnation of life and death has its own definite number, and if anyone begs him, he is keen on it, so what kind of immortal is he asking for, what kind of happiness is he cultivating?

Murong Zhu'er's complexion was slightly pale.

If she had known Ye Chunyang's identity as a heaven-level spiritual room and an alchemy master, she might not have been able to understand Ye Chunyang's aloofness, but now she already understood that as the other party, she would not agree to her request for no reason.

But she still has a hole card, even though she expected that Ye Chunyang would not directly agree, she didn't show much surprise.

Murong Zhu'er immediately said: "Little girl, I know it's presumptuous to make such a request, but Daoyou Ye is a master of alchemy, you must have heard of Jiuli Zhenhuo, right?"

When Ye Chunyang heard this, he looked at the woman in surprise.

When Murong Zhu'er saw this, there was a gleam of joy in her eyes.

Apparently this remark caught the other party's attention.

"Jiuli True Fire is born with the aura of heaven and earth. It is one of the purest spiritual fires in the world. It is also very helpful in alchemy. Moreover, this fire is powerful. Many monks who practice fire attribute exercises dream of this. This can cultivate a peerless supernatural power." Murong Zhu'er said.

"Don't you want to tell me that you have Jiuli Real Fire in your hand?" Ye Chunyang said with a half-smile without any change on his face.

The Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire is not comparable to the Sanwei True Fire condensed by the monk himself, and it may not appear in 10 years. Although Ye Chunyang was surprised by what this woman said, she is not a fire root monk, so how could there be Jiuli True Fire.

"Little girl doesn't have Jiuli True Fire in her hand, but this spirit fire belongs to the sect of our sect." Murong Zhu'er took a breath to calm herself down, and said: "All along, Jiuli True Fire has always belonged to the sect. It is one of the treasures of the sect, which has never been rumored, but now that my mother’s condition is getting worse, if a fellow daoist can help detoxify my mother, the little girl can ask her father to give this spiritual fire as a reward to thank you fellow daoist.”

"Oh?"

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a little moved.

Murong Zhu'er paid attention to every detail, saw the change in Ye Chunyang's expression, and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

The alchemy skills of the other party's condensed palms into alchemy far surpassed the alchemists they had invited in the past. If they can agree to help, there is great hope for their mother's detoxification.

But then I heard Ye Chunyang sneer: "Fairy Murong is just ambiguous in the final analysis. Although you are the daughter of Huayu Sect's head teacher, I'm afraid you can't be the master in Jiuli Zhenhuo, right?"

"Besides, as far as I know, your faction also has a Supreme Elder who has completed the Dongtian Realm. Do you think he will agree to hand over Jiuli Zhenhuo?"

Murong Zhu'er lowered her head and fell silent suddenly.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist is right, I really can't make the decision on this matter, and the Supreme Elder will not easily agree to this matter."

Murong Zhu'er's eyes flickered for a moment, and then calmed down, as if she had made some kind of decision, her expression showed firmness: "But there is a way to ensure that Fellow Daoist Ye can successfully obtain the Jiuli True Fire."

Ye Chunyang showed suspicion on his face.

Murong Zhu'er said: "Fellow Daoist can cast a forbidden spell on me, if after you expel the cold poison for my mother, I can't persuade my father and the Supreme Elder to come up with the Nine Li True Fire, Fellow Daoist can take me as a hostage. "

Ye Chunyang was surprised, and said with a chuckle: "How can you be sure that I will be able to detoxify your mother? If I can't do it then, you are not afraid that I will force the spell, which will be bad for you?"

Murong Zhu'er showed hesitation, but quickly returned to normal.

"The little girl is not sure whether the fellow daoist can really expel the cold poison for my mother. Taking me as a hostage is just a weapon for my father and elders. If the fellow daoist really forcibly activates the spell to kill me, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the transformation." Yu Zong’s, and Taoist friend Liu Sisi can help even an irrelevant Liu Sisi, how can he be a bloodthirsty person who is easy to kill, this little girl still dares to place this bet.”

Murong Zhu'er said with a smile.

Ye Chunyang drank tea, but did not answer.

After a while, he slowly got up and said, "Deal!"

Murong Zhu'er showed joy, closed her eyes on her own initiative, and raised her head to face Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang draws a curse in the air, and Mo Ran points it out, and several auras gather together, instantly disappearing between Murong Zhu'er's brows.

Murong Zhu'er's body shook slightly, but there was no change on her face.

It's just that after the seal of the spell fell, surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. Ye Chunyang seemed to only have the cultivation base of the Dao Foundation Realm, while she was in the Perfect Realm. Casting a curse, because of the difference in realm, the process of casting a curse will be extremely difficult.

But Ye Chunyang didn't change his face, and he was able to spell spells at his fingertips, he didn't look like someone whose realm was lower than his own.

What made Murong Zhu'er even more incredible was that even though she felt the curse mark Ye Chunyang had planted in her body, she was completely unable to undo it with her own ability.

Murong Zhu'er was shocked for a moment, and had a premonition that there might be many secrets hidden in Ye Chunyang that outsiders could not see through.

"Fairy Murong, don't worry, if after I save your mother, you can successfully get the Nine Lies True Fire for me, this curse will be lifted naturally." Ye Chunyang withdrew the formula and said calmly.

Murong Zhu'er nodded and remained silent.

But from the calmness on Ye Chunyang's face, she felt at ease.

The other party didn't ask what kind of cold poison her mother was suffering from, and she didn't intend to inquire. He was able to ignore it, but remained so calm, which showed that he had a strong confidence.

"Since fellow daoist has agreed to the little girl's request, when can we leave?" Murong Zhu'er asked.

"Let's wait a few more days, Ye Mou will send you a message." Ye Chunyang said.

After speaking, he walked out of the teahouse.

Murong Zhu'er was sitting upstairs, looking at his back gradually moving away in the street, with a serious look on her face.

She sensed the forbidden spell in her body again, which still existed in her dantian zhenyuan, but when she tried to detect it with her spiritual sense, she was immediately repelled by a majestic force.

Murong Zhu'er was shocked, she didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

"I hope I won't really go that far..."

Murong Zhu'er sighed and also left the tea house.

……

In the celestial spirit room, the spirit gathering array is running at high speed.

Black awns flickered all over King Nanxuan's body, and once the aura in the spiritual room flowed to his side, it would be absorbed like a bottomless pit like a bottomless pit.

Ye Chunyang watched quietly for a while, then shook his head, waved his hand, and threw all 500 million spirit stones into the circle.

Immediately, the aura around the old demon rose even more steadily.

"It seems that this old demon won't wake up for a while, let's wait until the five million spirit stones are exhausted!"

Ye Chunyang murmured with a wry smile.

The conditions Murong Zhuer raised in the tea house today really moved him a little. Jiuli True Fire is very attractive to any alchemist, and he is no exception. If he can get this spiritual fire, he can refine high-level alchemists in the future The elixir will also go much smoother.

Moreover, this spiritual fire can be used to refine spirit treasures. After being tempered by this fire, the spirituality in the treasures will be multiplied immediately.

No matter how you look at it, this deal is not a loss for him.

As for the failure to detoxify Murong Zhu'er's mother?
nonexistent.

No matter what kind of cold poison the other party has, a Bai Ling Pill will kill it immediately.

(End of this chapter)