Chapter 1540 Return

Qingchen was indignant.

Speaking of which, there was nothing abnormal about this experience at the Gate of Life and Death. Gu Qian killed more demons than Zhang Wuchen. What was unexpected was that a powerful demon was born inside. The two of them fought several times. The thin line between life and death.

By accident, Gu Qian discovered that his ice essence actually had the effect of restraining this demon, so he sealed the demon away at the expense of his essence.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuchen made a sneak attack at this time and destroyed Gu Qianxian's value card.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, why don't you tell Master Haode about this and let Zhang Wuchen win this experience in vain?" Qingchen said unconvinced.

"Exercise only depends on the results. If you lose, you lose. What can I do if I tell Master?" Gu Qian said lightly.

Qing Chen was unwilling to give in, but when he saw what Gu Qian had said, he had no choice but to purse his lips and say no more.

"Even if I don't get the position of leader, I can still become stronger."

Gu Qian looked into the distance with a determined expression.

There are many ways to become that person's solid backing, and it is not necessary to become the head of Kunlun Ruins.

With this thought in his mind, Gu Qian took up the escape light and continued to fall towards his cave.

…

At the same time, in another dimly lit attic at the inner door, Zhang Wuchen sat quietly, tapping the chair handle with his fingers, looking deeply.

After about half a stick of incense, a figure flashed out of a corner of the attic.

It was a man wearing a purple robe with a silver iron mask on half of his face, exuding a sense of mystery. He looked at Zhang Wuchen and then walked over.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang. You have passed the life and death sect training this time. In the near future, you will be the head of Kunlun Ruins."

The middle-aged man in purple robe chuckled and said.

Zhang Wuchen lowered his head and looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe without answering.

"Why, Mr. Zhang seems to be dissatisfied with the result?" The middle-aged man in purple robe said with a faint smile.

"With the help of Fellow Daoist Luo's treasure, this matter has been expected for a long time, and I am naturally satisfied." Zhang Wuchen replied after a long while.

"Then why does the young master look so uninterested?" the purple-robed middle-aged man asked.

Zhang Wuchen was silent for a moment, sighed, walked down from his seat, and said, "Although I won the training, I and Junior Sister Gu are completely on opposite sides because of this. I'm afraid she will draw a clear line with me in the future."

"It turns out it was for this matter." The middle-aged man in purple robe understood.

He chuckled lightly and stepped forward and said: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. The love between children will only miss the big things. Moreover, in the future, the young master will be the head of Kunlun Ruins and will have a high status. Then he will try to win back the fairy's heart." "

Zhang Wuchen frowned.

"There is something I need to remind Mr. Zhang."

"Although Young Master has qualified to succeed as the leader, he is not the real leader yet. If you want to stabilize your position, you must get all the disciples in the sect to support you."

The middle-aged man in purple robe said again.

Zhang Wuchen's eyes flashed and he nodded lightly.

"Zhang naturally knows what Fellow Daoist Luo said."

After saying that, he returned to his original position, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "But before that, I still have one thing to do."

"What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe asked.

The corners of Zhang Wuchen's mouth raised slightly, "Do you still have Zi Luo Yan, Fellow Daoist Luo?"

"Of course." The purple-robed middle-aged man replied without thinking.

As he was speaking, he suddenly thought of something. He was slightly startled and said, "Why, is Mr. Zhang going to take action against those two people?"

"Originally, with their ability to cultivate spiritual grass, I wanted them to live longer, but now there is no need." Zhang Wuchen said with a cold smile.

"Master Zhang is now in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. It is easy to kill two perfect monks in the Daoji Realm. Why do you need to use Ziluo Yan?" The middle-aged man in purple robe was a little surprised.

"With my current cultivation level, it is indeed easy to kill two Daoji realm perfectionists, but how can I let them die so happily? After being poisoned by the purple smoke, I will let them taste all the pain, and then return to the human world. evaporation."

Zhang Wuchen smiled softly, as if he was saying something ordinary. The middle-aged man in purple robe met his eyes, but his heart secretly felt cold.

He frowned, and he didn't know what the expression was on his face under the silver mask. After a long time, he said: "I have already formed an alliance with Young Master Zhang. It is natural that Young Master wants to get Zi Luo Yan from me. I just heard that two brothers, Ye Xiaobao and Ye Chunyang, Man, Ye Chunyang has not returned from the mountain, why don’t Mr. Zhang wait until he comes back to catch them all? "

"It's okay, it's just two ants. I can kill them however I want. I'll kill Ye Xiaobao first, and then I'll send him to reunite with Ye Chunyang when he comes back." Zhang Wuchen said with an indifferent expression.

"It's up to you. Anyway, I only care about what you do for our Luo family after you become the head of the family. I don't care about anything else." The middle-aged man in purple robe shook his head, shook his sleeves, and a black jade bottle flew out, "Ziluo The smoke is here, Master Zhang can just take it, but now that the life and death sect experience has ended, Master Zhang should return that treasure!"

"It's natural."

Zhang Wuchen took the jade bottle, waved his hand similarly, and threw a dark cloth bag towards the purple-robed middle-aged man.

Black mist wrapped around the bag, and something seemed to be hitting it inside. The middle-aged man in purple robe took it and clapped it with one hand, and a streak of black light flew out from it.

Just hearing a low buzz, black air filled the void, and a small cauldron the size of a palm emerged. The cauldron was dark on the outside, but emitted a dazzling golden light inside. As it circulated, the surroundings showed bursts of distortion. feel.

"The negative energy of the black gold tripod has increased a lot. It seems that Mr. Zhang has killed quite a few demons in the Gate of Life and Death this time. I would like to thank you." The purple-robed middle-aged man swept his consciousness and found that the breath of the black tripod had changed slightly. A look of joy flashed across his face.

This tripod was originally made by gathering the negative energy of the negative energy. The more negative energy it absorbs, the stronger its power will be. The purple-robed middle-aged man agreed to lend it to Zhang Wuchen. He had originally intended to use it to refine the tripod, and now he was not disappointed.

"You and I are just taking what we need. Besides, this tripod has helped me a lot in the Gate of Life and Death. Why should you be polite, fellow Daoist Luo?" Zhang Wuchen said.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is right." The purple-robed man looked very happy and said, "I think Mr. Zhang was able to defeat Gu Qian because of this tripod, right?"

Zhang Wuchen's smile faded and his face suddenly darkened.

The middle-aged man in purple robe realized that he had said too much, so he stopped talking immediately. He laughed and took back the small tripod, and disappeared outside the attic.

Zhang Wuchen looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe expressionlessly, and only picked up the black jade bottle after the other party left completely, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Then, he stayed in the attic for a long time, and finally called a disciple to hand the jade bottle to the other party.

The disciple's cultivation was about the perfection of the Dao Foundation Realm. After learning Zhang Wuchen's intention, he bowed and said goodbye.

Zhang Wuchen sat quietly in the attic, watching the disciple go away, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but soon he didn't care about it.

He thought that the two Dao Foundation Realm cultivators were not enough to attract his attention. Compared with dealing with the two, he had more important things to do.

"Although the disciples of each peak succumbed to me on the surface, they still supported Junior Sister Gu in their hearts. In this case, Junior Sister Gu, don't blame me for not thinking about the friendship in the past..."

Zhang Wuchen muttered to himself, and the smile on his face gradually became cold.

...

More than two months later.

In a deep mountain thousands of miles away from Kunlun Ruins, a figure was stepping on a flying sword, flying slowly in the air, his eyes were lightly glancing down, as if he was locking onto a target.

This figure was dressed in black and black clothes, and his delicate face had an indifference that was inconsistent with his appearance, as if he had experienced all kinds of life.

This person was naturally Ye Chunyang.

After leaving Lingshan Island, he asked Yu Guzi to do something for him, and then returned to Zhongzhou, but he did not return to Kunlun Ruins directly, but inquired about the news in various Xiuxian cities, collecting news about the human race and the monster race entering Tianxuan Mountain.

However, so far, he has not received any definite progress on this matter, so while he was inquiring, he also explored some strange mountains and dangerous places, or ancient ruins, maybe he could have some adventures.

While flying, a light flashed from his waist.

A white light flashed out of the spirit beast bag, and the "rabbit spirit" transformed into a charming young girl.

"Look, fellow Daoist, if I'm not mistaken, the Spiritual Blood Flower should be there."

The young girl was Ling Su, who showed up and pointed to a low hill in front of her.

Ye Chunyang looked up and saw that the hill was covered with white mist, and there was a faint spiritual aura emanating from it. This spiritual aura was very unique. Based on his experience, Ye Chunyang could tell at a glance that some extraordinary spiritual flowers and herbs were growing inside.

"Go and have a look!"

A flash of spiritual light flashed under Ye Chunyang's feet, and his speed suddenly increased. He landed in the hill in a few breaths.

Ling Su chuckled and followed quickly.

The white mist in the hill was much denser than what was seen from the outside, but it did not hinder Ye Chunyang at all. He casually performed a spell, and the white mist immediately divided into two sides, and every plant and tree inside was clearly presented.

At this time, Ye Chunyang saw a spiritual flower as big as a lotus leaf and as red as blood standing in it, emitting bursts of strange fragrance.

"It is indeed the Spirit Blood Flower. Using this flower to refine pills can condense blood and refine qi, and enhance the strength of the physical body." Ye Chunyang nodded secretly.

After leaving Lingshan Island, Ling Su has been following him. With its special perception of spiritual herbs, Ye Chunyang has obtained many rare medicinal materials that were hard to see in the past. This Spirit Blood Flower is one of them.

Although Ye Chunyang's physical body in the Spiritualization Stage is comparable to the Earthly Immortal Realm, it will also be consumed. The Spirit Blood Pill refined from this flower is a great tonic for restoring the strength of the physical body.

At that moment, he waved his two fingers, and a sword light slashed at the Spirit Blood Flower, and he was about to collect this flower.

"Daoyou, be careful!"

At this moment, Ling Su suddenly sensed something and his face changed slightly.

A low roar suddenly sounded in the mountain, and a black shadow flashed before the eyes of the two. A giant beast with strange scales all over its body and a body as big as a mountain appeared through the white mist, and two silver bell-like pupils stared at them coldly.

"A mere Level 2 demon beast dares to act so rampant here!"

Ye Chunyang snorted, flicked his sleeves, and 81 flying swords swam out and stabbed directly at the beast.

Then, in Ling Su's astonished eyes, the beast was minced into pieces on the spot before it could even move.