After the ascent failed

Chapter 163 Little Snake
Ye Chunyang paused and looked down.

From the ground under his feet, half of the strange black wood stretched out, and the other half was buried in the gravel, as if it had been discarded at will.

But when Ye Chunyang saw the wood grain on the surface of the strange wood, his gaze froze for a moment, and he was overjoyed.

Isn't this just cultivating spirit wood? !
He once cultivated a tree for cultivating spirits in the human world, and no one knows this tree better than him. Now this strange tree half buried in the gravel has exactly the same wood grain as the fragment in his hand.

Ye Chunyang was very pleasantly surprised, and swept away the gravel with a wave of his sleeve robe, and the section of the spirit tree was immediately revealed.

This piece of wood was no more than two feet long, and the whole body was as black as ink, but the grain of the wood was deeper than the fragment he was holding, obviously older.

When Ye Chunyang's consciousness was explored, a wave of pure soul power was immediately fed back in Ye Chunyang's sea of ​​consciousness, which was very helpful for nourishing the soul.

"It really is this thing!"

Ye Chunyang was overjoyed.

The vitality of the spirit tree has not been lost in this season, it is the goal of his trip, but it is a pity that the Yan family does not know the magic of the spirit tree, so they treat such a treasure as waste and discard it here.

He almost didn't notice such an inconspicuous place.

But now it seems that there is nothing wrong with the induction of raising spirit wood fragments just now, but the strange fish scale also has spiritual power, so it gave him an illusion.

"Since the spiritual cultivation tree is in hand, let's practice slowly after going out."

Ye Chunyang weighed the section of spiritual wood, put it in the Qiankun bag, and then walked out with a relaxed expression.

The goal has been achieved, and there is no need for him to stay in the Yan family's treasure house.

Outside the stone mountain.

The sisters of the Yan family stayed there, their eyes fixed on the closed stone gate for a moment.

Not long after, there was a soft knock on the door, and Ye Chunyang walked out.

"Senior Ye, you came out so soon."

The two women were a little surprised.

Originally thought that Ye Chunyang would stay inside for a while, but he came out in less than an hour.

"Ah."

Ye Chunyang didn't give the two girls a chance to ask more questions, and after a slight nod in response, he said: "I will stay here for a few more days, the two girls don't mind?"

"Of course I don't mind. The two of my sisters are able to regain control of the Yan family because they rely on seniors. Seniors can live here as long as they want." Yan Yuyan said with a gentle smile.

Yan Wushuang also blinked her beautiful eyes with joy.

Although she knew that Ye Chunyang would leave one day, she hoped in her heart that he could stay for a while, even if she couldn't get close to him, seeing him every day was enough.

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, and went back to the room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he waved a hand, and several array flags fell in the room, and the place was immediately isolated.

Then he slapped the Qiankun bag, and the spiritual cultivation tree appeared in his hand, then he closed his eyes, and mobilized his spiritual power to surge towards the tree.

Rich vitality filled the entire room. Ye Chunyang made a formula with one hand, and the primordial spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated, and he operated the refining formula to absorb all the vitality.

The vitality of nourishing spirit wood is a great tonic for nourishing soul power.

But Ye Chunyang knew that this was only temporary, once the spirit tree's vitality was exhausted during this period, it would no longer be able to provide him with a spiritual cultivation.

Judging from the vitality of this festival of cultivating spirit wood, it is conservatively estimated that it can still provide him with about three years of practice.

Although there is not much time, it is enough.

At worst, after three years, find another way to enhance the cultivation of the soul.

Moreover, there is another wonderful function of cultivating spiritual wood. Carrying it with you can actively absorb the aura of heaven and earth and convert it into spiritual power. It is also of great benefit to the cultivation of mana.

Of course, the aura absorbed by the spiritual tree is also closely related to its own vitality. Once the vitality is lost, it is impossible to have this effect.

After absorbing it for a while, Ye Chunyang felt mentally clear, and the fatigue in his body was instantly eliminated, and he couldn't help but feel satisfied.

"Right now, I need to condense a second soul on Xiaobao's body. This spiritual cultivation tree is carried by him, and it should be of great assistance."

Ye Chunyang thought for a while, and threw the Yang Lingmu towards the opposite side.

There was no one in front of him, but the Yang Lingmu disappeared after a flash.

It was Ye Xiaobao who was invisible here and took it over.

After finishing this task, he continued to practice the formula of refining the gods, and meditated in meditation.

He has just absorbed a lot of vitality from cultivating spirit wood, and he still needs a period of time to refine it, so that he can truly strengthen his soul, which is why he intends to stay in the Yan family.

Just when he closed his eyes and practiced martial arts, Ye Chunyang suddenly twitched his brows, and opened his eyes to look at his Qiankun bag.

After pondering for a moment, he opened the Qiankun bag, and a black glow suddenly shot out from it.

A strange thing resembling a fish scale exudes a faint light, but it floats up in the air independently, as if there is some kind of mysterious force circulating inside.

It is the strange scales that were accidentally obtained in the treasure house of the Yan family.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly.

Just now I felt something strange about this thing, so I took it out to check it out, now it seems that there is something abnormal about this strange scale.

"After this thing was brought out, why did the demonic aura become more dignified?"

Ye Chunyang touched his chin, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

With his knowledge and experience, he couldn't tell what kind of monster's scales it was.

Ye Chunyang raised his hand, grasped the scales in the palm of his hand, and released his mind to examine them carefully.

At this moment, the mutation protruded!
A thick black air suddenly gushed out from the scales, and something sharp shot out from inside. Even if Ye Chunyang was on guard, there was no chance of dodging at such a close distance.

Ye Chunyang's eyes turned cold, and before he had time to mobilize his spiritual power, his divine sense immediately turned back from the scales, condensing at the center of his eyebrows and turning into an invisible shield.

After obtaining the Shocking Curse and Triple Soul Element from Lianxian Valley, Ye Chunyang has become more and more proficient in using the power of spiritual thoughts, and the speed of casting spells with spiritual thoughts has a natural advantage over spiritual power casting, and he can cast them immediately.

But the next scene made Ye Chunyang extremely shocked and furious.

"Pfft" sounded.

Invisible ripples appeared in the void, and the sharp objects shot out from the black air pierced through his divine sense shield, entered his spiritual consciousness, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a sinister sneer came from the weird scales: "Hey, boy, you have already fallen under the heart-stimulating spell of this king, and you still don't obediently submit to this king and become my slave, otherwise this king will be your servant!" A formula can make your life worse than death."

"Heart-stimulating spell?"

Ye Chunyang's face darkened.

And the voice in the strange scales fell, a faint light rose from Zhou, turned into a phantom and appeared, sitting cross-legged on the scales and looking at Ye Chunyang with a grin.

Ye Chunyang squinted his eyes and said nothing.

But looking at this phantom, surprise flashed in his eyes.

It was actually a small black snake with strange scales all over its body, and countless strange black patterns lingering all over its body, but its figure was illusory, as if it was just a spirit.

"It turned out to be a snake demon, who can cast spells with a mind and soul. It seems that you are not an ordinary monster." Ye Chunyang's expression did not change.

"Hmph, this king is naturally not an ordinary monster, otherwise how could he plant a heart-stimulating spell on you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I just woke up, and I need someone to do things for me. If you want to survive, you human kid, immediately kneel down and kowtow to me three times, otherwise you will die today."

The little snake looked disdainful.

"is it?"

Ye Chunyang couldn't help laughing.

The little snake was surprised.

At this time, it was startled suddenly. It saw Ye Chunyang's body not moving. He raised his hand and swiped lightly. Several silver lights flickered on his fingertips. Suddenly, a thunderstorm appeared in the void. The sound came crashing down.

"Tiancheng Leimu!"

The little snake recognized what kind of material the flying sword in Jinglei was made of, and suddenly his pupils dilated.

"This thing is an artifact to restrain ghosts and ghosts. Isn't it extinct already? How did you have it?"

Little Snake's surprise was no small matter.

Although it is the body of the soul, it is not a pure soul, it can only be regarded as a ray of soul. If it is not for the profound merits of the predecessor, it is basically a lonely ghost.

And Tiancheng Leimu specializes in killing evil ghosts, even though it retains some supernatural powers from its predecessor in its soul, it can't be used at all under the restraint of Shenlei.

At the moment of the little snake's astonishment, Ye Chunyang's perishing sword had already struck his head, and the thunder light engulfed him like a flood.

The little snake's eyes showed great disbelief. An accident happened to its predecessor. In order to keep this ray of soul immortal, it did not know how much it cost. If it was killed, it would really be lost.

"Stop kid!"

"You have fallen under this king's heart-stimulating spell, and dare to kill this king, do you want to die together?"

The little snake said in amazement.

This human monk is simply a lunatic. Under his forbidden curse, he dared to urge the sword formation to fight him. How crazy is this?
Ye Chunyang sneered, the sword array didn't stop at all, and it was very likely to kill the little snake in one fell swoop.

The little snake was really terrified this time, strange black lines flashed continuously on its body, gathered in the sky, and quickly resisted Ye Chunyang's sword array attack.

But soon the little snake was shocked to find that the black stripes had just flashed out, and they were crushed by the lightning and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Little Snake's eyes were full of horror, he thought that when he met a human monk who could be used by him, the other party actually had a magic weapon specially designed to kill him.

This is clearly meeting the God of Death!
"Stop! Stop! If fellow daoist kills this king, no one can break the heart-stimulating curse in your body, and you will surely die. Why should we fight for both?"

"If you stop, this king will not only undo the forbidden curse on you, but also tell you some secrets that many people in the world of cultivating immortals don't know!"

The little snake was so frightened that he couldn't speak coherently, and in a hurry, he threw out the best conditions he could, hoping to make peace with Ye Chunyang.

"Oh?"

Ye Chunyang showed a faint smile, and the 81 perishing swords suddenly stopped above the little snake.

Looking at the dense group of swords so close at hand, Xiao Snake's eyes changed wildly, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Ye Chunyang again, his face couldn't help but become serious.

"It seems that this king has had a bad time, and he has met his nemesis."

The little snake sighed faintly.

"Fellow Daoist, if I undo the incantation in your body, will you withdraw the sword array as you said?"

(End of this chapter)