After the ascent failed

Chapter 275 The Mysterious Dead
After staying in Black Rock City for three days, Ye Chunyang appeared in most of the shops. In addition to buying various spiritual grass seeds, he also listened to news from various factions to verify whether what Taoist Yichen said was true.

Black Rock City also has special information chambers of commerce. Of course, these chambers of commerce will not be revealed on the surface, and only those who are interested can inquire about them.

After all, these organizations are called chambers of commerce, but what they actually do is spy on information to sell for profit. They have a lot of secrecy in their hands, so naturally they won't be easily exposed to others.

From the information of these chambers of commerce, Ye Chunyang vaguely heard that the Taiyi Sect, the Huayu Sect, the Muyun Clan, and the Xiao Clan and other major sects had contacts with the Yaozu monks recently.

Coincidentally, these are the forces that once participated in the sealing of Tianxuan Mountain.

"It seems that Taoist Yichen didn't lie. Judging from the fact that the various factions interacted with the monster monks, they should lift the seal of Tianxuan Mountain in the near future."

In the guest room of the inn, Ye Chunyang stood quietly in front of the window, looking into the distance and muttering to himself.

"You Daoist Ye can make Daoist Yichen agree to take you into Tianxuan Mountain together, this king admires you."

King Nanxuan faintly transmitted his voice in the spiritual cultivation tree.

"It's just a small plan." Ye Chunyang replied casually.

On the night of negotiating with Taoist Yichen, Ye Chunyang met with the father and daughter in a separate body. King Nanxuan was always in his main body, and he didn't know about it. It was only after Ye Chunyang told him about it that he knew about it.

"Originally, you and I had nothing to do with the whereabouts of the sealing seal, but I didn't expect the two clans to reach a consensus to open Tianxuan Mountain secretly. This will save us a lot of effort." King Nanxuan said.

Ye Chunyang nodded.

Speaking of this matter, he was also surprised, but this opportunity can be used well.

"By the way, when we came out of the Information Chamber of Commerce, this king heard someone mention that there is a Lingxian Mansion in Black Rock City. What exactly is it?"

King Nanxuan changed the subject and asked.

When Ye Chunyang inquired about the information of various factions earlier, he heard some news about Lingxian Mansion, and he was very puzzled about it.

Ye Chunyang smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Nanxuan wants to go to Lingxian Mansion?"

"According to what those people said, Lingxian Mansion is a good place to practice, and it may restore some vitality to this king."

King Nanxuan's words revealed expectations: "Moreover, this Lingxian mansion seems to be divided into levels. The higher the level of the spiritual room, the more majestic the spiritual energy, and the sky-level spiritual room on the top floor is even more so. It seems that no one is qualified to live in the super soul room?"

Ye Chunyang was silent for a while, and said: "If Fellow Daoist Nanxuan wants to go to Lingxian Mansion to practice, it's okay."

"Ahem, this king naturally wants to go, but no matter how I look like now, I still have to rely on fellow Taoists." King Nanxuan said with a sneer.

"It's okay."

Ye Chunyang smiled faintly, opened the door and went downstairs.

King Nanxuan was excited in his heart, and smiled heartily: "It's my king's good fortune to meet fellow Daoist Ye. Don't worry, fellow daoist, this king is a dignified generation of demon kings. Pay off."

"Let's talk about these things after fellow daoist recovers." Ye Chunyang shrugged his shoulders, and didn't take King Nanxuan's words to heart.

"Hehe, I heard that the Spirit Gathering Formation in Lingxian Mansion is quite miraculous, and this king doesn't have high requirements, as long as fellow Taoists can bring me into a spiritual room of around the sixth rank." King Nanxuan laughed.

Ye Chunyang smiled, didn't say anything, left the inn and walked straight to a certain direction in the city.

It is said that since he came to Zhongzhou, he has never practiced in Lingxian Mansion here, and he doesn't know whether the Tianzi token given by that boy Baifeng will work here.

"Ok?"

Just as Ye Chunyang walked out of the inn, King Nanxuan suddenly laughed strangely: "Interesting, we actually have a tail behind us. It seems that you, Daoist Ye, are being targeted."

Ye Chunyang's face was expressionless, and his footsteps never stopped.

However, he changed his direction to Lingxian Mansion and walked outside the city instead.

……

"Whoosh."

Tens of miles outside of Heiyan City, in a dense ancient forest, a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded.

A figure shrouded in darkness appeared out of nowhere.

This person was wearing a black cloak, and his figure was half shorter than ordinary people, but he was not as bulky as a dwarf, but very coordinated, but his face was covered with scars, like a ghost walking in the dark, with a ferocious face abnormal.

"Strange, just saw him appear here, why did he lose his breath in a blink of an eye?"

The short figure scanned the surroundings with an uncertain expression.

"Now this person has left the city, no matter what, I must find a way to find him, otherwise I will not be able to find out his identity."

He muttered to himself, and then squeezed the formula with both hands, chanting words in his mouth, as if he wanted to perform some powerful secret technique.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a sneer sound came.

The short figure's face changed drastically, and then, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, he could not care about continuing to cast spells at all. As soon as the black fog around him rose, he was about to hide in the jungle and escape.

"Humph."

Ye Chunyang snorted lightly.

He appeared on a tall ancient tree with his hands behind his back, and his spiritual thoughts gushed out from the sea of ​​self-knowledge.

The short figure only heard a "rumbling" sound from behind, and the whole forest was shaking violently, but when he looked back, he could not see any spiritual power spells.

"Soul art!"

The short figure realized something almost instantly, and felt an almost overwhelming power of divine sense, with a look of fear on his face.

Immediately, the speed of his escape increased by several minutes.

But the next moment appeared a scene that he will never forget.

An invisible big hand descended from the sky, and before it got close, the black light around him was crushed and dissipated inch by inch, and then the big hand volleyed in the air, lifted him up without any hindrance, and strangled him in midair.

It's as simple as an eagle catching a chicken.

The short figure looked terrified, and tried his best to break free, but found that the spiritual power of his whole body was imprisoned, and he had no power to escape.

"Tell me, who sent you here."

Ye Chunyang slowly floated down from midair, looking at this person indifferently.

"Do you think I will tell you?" The short figure looked at Ye Chunyang coldly, with a look that would rather die than surrender.

"It does have a bit of backbone." Ye Chunyang nodded indifferently, "But you don't need to ask, I will find it myself."

"You want to use God Search on me?"

The dwarf figure's face turned serious.

I saw him taking a big breath, and then his abdomen swelled and contracted, and the sealed spiritual power suddenly went berserk.

"Want to explode your true essence?"

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "If it falls into my hands, it will be hard for you to die even if you want to."

As soon as the words fell, divine thoughts gushed out like a tide.

Although this person is a cultivator at the Spirit Transformation Realm, under his spiritual thoughts in the middle of his out-of-body stage, he is really not enough to look at.

Immediately, the pupils of the short figure shrank suddenly, and the spiritual power that had just been urged was instantly pressed back into the body.

At the same time, Ye Chunyang's spiritual thoughts enveloped his whole body.

The short figure showed a look of incomparable horror. As a figure hidden in the darkness, he knew what would happen to him once he was searched by God.

"do not want!"

He opened his mouth to say something, but a majestic divine thought had already surged into his mind.

Ye Chunyang's eyes were indifferent, and his divine sense began to scan the memory of the little figure.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just as his divine sense swept into the sea of ​​consciousness of the short figure, the other person's body suddenly swelled up, and every inch of skin on the body surface was covered with strange black lines.

"Soul Forbidden Curse?"

Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly, and before his divine sense had time to withdraw from the sea of ​​consciousness of the short figure, he saw the other person's eyes popping out, he was breathing heavily, and his face showed great horror.

"Oh!"

The short figure failed to utter a word, and his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving no bones left on the spot.

"Good guy, this person was planted with a forbidden curse in his soul early in the morning. Once the soul is searched, the spell will be triggered immediately. The people behind it are really ruthless in order to keep the secret!"

King Nanxuan appeared from the Spirit-Cultivating Tree, looked at the pool of blood on the ground, couldn't help but smacked his lips and said.

"Indeed." Ye Chunyang nodded gloomyly.

The forbidden spell in the little figure's body was only discovered after his divine sense entered his sea of ​​consciousness, but unfortunately it was too late to take it back.

This kind of spell is set in the soul, and even the person who is cursed may not know it. Ye Chunyang can prevent the self-explosion of the short figure, but he can't control this kind of secret spell, otherwise he would not rashly use the magic of searching for the gods, at least You have to ask for information from the other party.

The fact is just as Ye Chunyang expected, the little figure actually didn't know that his soul was cast with a forbidden curse, but simply thought that once he was searched by Ye Chunyang, the secrets in his mind would be found by him, so he thought of asking He mobilized his spiritual power to explode his true essence.

So this time he died completely inexplicably.

"What useful news can Fellow Daoist get from him?" King Nanxuan asked.

"I did find some." Ye Chunyang sneered.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, do you know who sent him to spy on you?" King Nanxuan asked curiously.

"Speaking of which, we met this person not long ago." Ye Chunyang smiled, but his eyes were cold and sharp.

Although the short figure was cursed with a soul-forbidden curse, Ye Chunyang vaguely captured some information with his powerful divine sense before the spell was activated.

"Based on that person's status, it's not enough to drive a dead man in the spirit transformation state, let alone cast such a vicious curse. It seems that there is something tricky behind it..."

Ye Chunyang murmured softly.

He didn't expect that this time it was just a trip down the mountain, basically no one recognized him, and he didn't have any grudges with anyone, but he was found repeatedly.

But he didn't delve into it any further, and waved to King Nanxuan with a faint smile: "Let's go, don't bother with this matter for now, let's go to Lingxian Mansion first."

He was originally going to Lingxian Mansion, but he left the city only to lure the little figure here.

King Nanxuan looked surprised.

He could feel that Ye Chunyang was hiding something deliberately, but seeing that Ye Chunyang didn't mean to say much, he didn't ask any more questions, and returned to the spiritual cultivation tree in a flash.

Afterwards, Ye Chunyang returned to Black Rock City again.

(End of this chapter)