After the ascent failed

Chapter 442 Looking Back 300 Years

An astonishing black mist suddenly diffused from the black curse mark, and the strange spell patterns were shattered one by one under the impact of Suzaku's soul.

Ye Chunyang's body trembled slightly, his head was in severe pain as if it was swollen, and his soul was agitated.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the black mist, covering his soul, and a torrent of inexplicable information rushed into Ye Chunyang's soul, presenting pictures in his mind.

On a huge altar, patterns of light lingered and spiritual waves circulated.

There are Qionglou seats all around, or there are fairy clouds, or there are barriers to isolate, a scene full of fairy spirit.

In the picture, Ye Chunyang saw a figure breaking out from the void and landing on the altar, and that person was himself.

"here it is……"

Ye Chunyang's heart trembled violently, and he felt a sense of déjà vu.

He looked towards the altar, and there was an old man in white clothes sitting there, with a long beard reaching his chest, and a crane bone, like a master of Taoism.

"Reverend Changyu..." Ye Chunyang muttered to himself, a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, making him subconsciously pronounce the old man's name.

Then the screen rotates and time passes.

In this vast world, he has his own cave, his own mountain gate, and countless confidantes and friends.

day by day.

year by year...

In the blink of an eye, 300 years later, Ye Chunyang continued to fight in that world, fighting for only one obsession in his heart, and finally, he came to a place.

……

In the fairy palace shrouded in fairy clouds, a woman Ling Liyun top looked back affectionately and stared at it for a long time.

Surrounded by immortal energy, she has an ethereal figure and crystal-clear body, like a peerless fairy dust, overwhelming the country and the city.

A pair of star pupils are as bright as moonlight, with celestial brilliance circulating, as if containing everything in the world, smiling and looking forward, people can't help but be attracted to them.

Ye Chunyang knew that the woman was looking at him.

He was very familiar with those eyes. This woman was his lifelong attachment, and the affection in those eyes was just like before parting from the human world, which he would never forget.

"Luo Er..."

Ye Chunyang murmured.

At this moment, he seemed to be back in the human world when he was with the woman, and his heart was moved by it.

However, as soon as the picture changed, the woman disappeared, and instead came to a misty place.

Thunder raged between heaven and earth, and streamer meteorites shot down one after another. He fled by the clouds and broke into a chaotic forbidden area. Behind him, several masked figures closely pursued him.

Those people have strong cultivation bases, in the picture, Ye Chunyang saw them tearing apart one side with every gesture, and the world collapsed in their hands.

"The peak of the gods!"

Ye Chunyang's heart sank.

He has reached the stage of transforming gods, and he knows very well what kind of realm can possess such magical powers.

At this moment, he was finally sure that this was his memory, a memory that had been lost for 300 years!

Chased by several Void-returning experts, he finally escaped into the chaotic area, thunder and lightning added to his body, and he was finally involved in a violent turbulence.

The wind was raging, the screen was flashing wildly, and countless terrifying interface forces crazily impacted on him, as if to tear him apart.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang saw one of the several people cast a spell, and a black curse mark appeared in his hand, and it was imprinted on his body.

This spell is very familiar to Ye Chunyang, it is the God of Death spell imprinted in his body!

As the spell was printed, he completely disappeared in the void interface, but before he fell into darkness, he seemed to see one of the figures revealing his face.

In the middle of the blur, Ye Chunyang couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he vaguely felt a unique sense of familiarity, as if he knew this person.

What shocked Ye Chunyang was that after being planted by this person with the Death God Curse, he applied several spells on himself at the same time, sealing the curse seal in his soul, and then got involved in the turbulent flow of the interface, The screen disappears.

……

Time flies.

Before he knew it, Ye Chunyang had been sitting cross-legged in the soul splitting formation for nearly two months.

"boom!"

With the disappearance of the memory picture, in Ye Chunyang's sea of ​​consciousness, the God of Death Curse became dim and completely disintegrated under the burning of Suzaku's soul.

Like seeing the sun through the clouds, the black mist disappeared without a trace, and his sea of ​​consciousness was empty.

Suddenly, a huge torrent of spiritual energy came from the avatar, pouring into his dantian like a vortex, making his true energy grow stronger and stronger.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

There are bursts of rhythmic heartbeat sounds, the main body and the spiritual root of the clone complement each other, and the mana is instantly filled.

Ye Chunyang's cross-legged body was floated in a blue rainbow, and the surrounding aura sometimes sucked water like a long dragon, sometimes like a gurgling stream, ups and downs, full of tension, and finally rushed into his body.

His body is like a bottomless pit, and he does not reject the gathered spiritual energy at all, absorbing and refining them all.

In just a quarter of an hour, there were several muffled sounds in Ye Chunyang's dantian, and with each sound, his cultivation level instantly rose to a higher level.

After the avatar was separated from the body before, due to the suppression of the curse of the gods, his cultivation could only be at the level of perfection in the Dao Foundation realm. Now that the curse has been lifted, his spiritual power bursts out like a well, breaking through several shackles in an instant, just like the avatar. Reached the perfect level of Hualing Realm.

This is the result of his eruption after suppressing for a long time.

Gradually, the main body's cultivation level calmed down, and it was condensed in the realm of the perfect peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Ye Chunyang opened his eyes, but found that under the continuous lingering of the green rainbow, strands of golden light appeared in the avatar's dantian, and the light gradually grew stronger and turned into a majestic glow, illuminating the entire stone house brightly.

In the golden glow, wisps of flame danced, exuding majestic and vast coercion, and then the mana in the body continued to condense, gradually condensing into a golden pill body in the dantian, with radiance flowing on it, and the divine rainbow was dazzling.

After a long time, the golden light around the clone finally disappeared, and a golden core in his body floated up and down, and his mana was more than ten times full.

The Lingbo dispersed, and Ye Chunyang slowly fell down.

He opened his eyes, the green lights flickering in his eyes, and his face was cold.

"That altar...is the Flying Spirit Altar in the spirit world?"

Ye Chunyang sneered.

"It turns out... I had already ascended to the spirit world 300 years ago, and my cultivation reached the peak of transforming gods. I was only one step away from returning to the void, but I was thrown into the turbulent flow of the interface by someone and accidentally came to this demon god world."

The mystery in Ye Chunyang's heart was finally revealed!

Falling into the Demon God Realm was not an accident at all, but someone wanted to take his life.

The God-killing curse almost killed him in the turbulent flow of the interface. If it wasn't for an emergency, if he suppressed it with a formula, he might have already perished physically and spiritually.

"It seems that the reason why I lost my memory for 300 years and my cultivation level plummeted was because I cast the magic formula to suppress the God of Death Curse, and the two canceled each other out, but the person who cast the spell on me is very familiar... maybe Someone I know well."

Ye Chunyang's eyes showed a cold expression.

Looking back 300 years, he has already successfully ascended in the human world, and he is invincible in the spirit world.

Ye Chunyang raised his head and stared, his eyes seemed to pass through the clouds and mist in the Black Sea to reach the top of the nine clouds.

At this moment, the appearance of the woman in his heart became clearer.

Her immortality is deeply engraved in his mind, and he will never forget it forever.

It is she who pushes herself, overcomes many difficulties in the human world, and finally ascends to the Tao. She has been in the spiritual world for 300 years, just to find her.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Chunyang withdrew his gaze and regained his composure.

Now he can't be sure who the person who assassinated him is, but when he returns to the spirit world, he will definitely find out this person, and then an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye!

"Unexpectedly, after the spiritual power in my body was released, it would actually drive the avatar to form alchemy. According to the state of the avatar's Xiaocheng Golden Core Realm at this time, it should be able to reach the Golden Core Realm Dacheng when combined."

Ye Chunyang released his consciousness to sense it on the avatar.

This result was beyond his expectation.

He knew that the main body could only accumulate over the years because of being suppressed by the God-destroying curse, but could not break through. Now that the curse has been lifted, it is normal for the cultivation base to be promoted.

But not long after the avatar broke through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, it was an unexpected harvest to be able to form an alchemy under his leadership.

He checked the main body again. Although he has not yet formed the alchemy, his true energy has reached the full state, and he has already cultivated to the peak of transforming gods. Now there is no bottleneck in re-cultivation, and he believes that he will be able to form the alchemy soon.

At the same time, Ye Chunyang checked the magic weapon and flying sword on his body.

Under the perennial training of Jiuli Zhenhuo, Qingyunyi became more and more prosperous, and as his cultivation base improved, his true energy was greatly enhanced, and the thunder and fire circulating on Qingyunyi became more pure. I believe this When it is activated again, the speed can be several times faster than before.

And the 81 perishing swords are quietly dormant in the dantian, exuding the force of thunder.

As Ye Chunyang's natal magic weapon, the power of these 81 flying swords has also greatly increased with the improvement of his strength. He sacrificed a flying sword at will, but before he activated it, the surrounding void was distorted and collapsed continuously.

"With the current power of these 81 flying swords, if I can obtain the heaven-reaching aura, I can refine it into a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, and become an invincible existence in the lower realm."

Ye Chunyang said with satisfaction.

Jiuli True Fire is not only an excellent spiritual fire for alchemy, it can also be used to cultivate spiritual treasures, and it can also accelerate the improvement of its quality.

Tongtian Spiritual Qi is a kind of magical spiritual energy that coexists with the heaven and earth. It is not suitable for cultivation, but it is suitable for tempering treasures. It's just that this kind of spiritual energy generally exists in the spirit world, and it is extremely rare in the lower world.

Of course, the refining method of the Tongtian Lingbao is profound, and the requirements for the realm are extremely high. Even if there is Tongtian Lingqi in the lower realm, there are not many people who can refine the Tongtian Lingbao.

However, it is rumored that in the ancient times, there was a powerful person who portrayed the towering magic circle, and a trace of the heaven-reaching aura was smuggled from the spirit world, and he could successfully refine it into the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, so there are many legends about the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure in the lower realm.

Ye Chunyang doesn't have such ability at the moment, if he can recover to the cultivation level of the peak of transformation god, maybe he can give it a try.

He retracted the flying sword and looked outside the tribe.

"It took me nearly two months to undo the curse this time. Counting the time, there are less than ten days left until the land of nothingness is moving forward, and it is almost time to leave."

Ye Chunyang calculated the time for his retreat and made a decision in his heart.

His goal is to return to the spirit world, and the most important thing right now is to try to get out of here.

(End of this chapter)