The green calamity cloud in the sky quickly dissipated and was involved in the spiritual energy vortex centered on Ye Ling!
"Refining!"
Ye Ling's cold voice, relying on the majestic power of heaven and earth, echoed over the capital of Wu Kingdom for a long time!
Under the gaze of the ten Nascent Soul old monsters and the monks all over the city watching, Ye Ling gathered his arms, like holding the moon in his arms, and the blue light of the entire Danjie merged to form a bright light group, floating in his arms. In front of me!
Ye Ling skillfully pointed and kneaded the formula, firm belief flashing in his eyes like cold stars! It seemed to him that the heaven and the earth were a furnace, and the bright light of the Danjie was just like the elixir liquid in the Qiyao Dan furnace!
This time, the monks all over the city were shocked! Everyone looked at this newly promoted alchemy master with admiration!
Hongtang stared at her master and saw that the bright cyan light group in front of him was getting smaller and smaller, and the light became more and more dazzling. Hongtang nervously squeezed Qingwan's jade hand, and kept silently saying in her heart: "Bless master, Qian Be careful! Don’t be hurt by the power of the heavenly tribulation.”
Xiaotao's almond-shaped eyes were full of Ye Ling's figure, and her eyes revealed fanatical admiration!
Pavilion Master Cui and the guys from Huixing Pavilion were all extremely excited, especially when they saw the great city lord and the ancestors of the nine great immortal sects paying attention to every move of their lord. Even they felt extremely honored.
Wei Tong, a big man from the Iron Tower, who was among the monks of the Dixuan Immortal Sect and the disciples of the Zhou family, looked up at his old friend Ye Ling and remained silent. He, who was always heroic, had a complex expression of half joy and half worry on his face.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, although you have survived this calamity and even melted the calamity cloud. But do you know that Zhou Tong'an, the ancestor of the Dixuan Immortal Sect and the ancestor of the Zhou family, has offered a reward of one million spiritual stones for your capture! It's true! One calamity is normal, and another calamity occurs again. I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune. Brother Ye, take care! I can’t help you out of this misfortune because I am so humble. I hope you will be a good person and will not be recognized by these Zhou family disciples. "
Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Tong thought of this, some of the disciples of Zhou's great cultivator family began to discuss secretly:
"This person is Ye Ling! Go and report to the ancestor!"
"Ye Ling? How is this possible! Ye Ling is wanted by his clan, how dare he show up in public?"
"It's absolutely true. I was ordered to follow him in the Tiandan Immortal Sect! Now our ancestor of the Tiandan Immortal Sect is in front, and I don't dare to go. You guys hurry up and send the message!"
Although the disciples of the Zhou family knew that the reward for capturing Ye Ling was a million spiritual stones, in addition to the ancestor, there were nine Nascent Soul old monsters sitting in charge. The disciples of the Zhou family had been passing blame among each other for a long time, but no one dared to go up and report the news.
Finally, a few direct descendants of the Zhou family, who were usually favored by their ancestors, wanted to be rewarded and had the courage to go.
Seeing this, Wei Tong hurriedly tried to dissuade you from the side: "You rush forward recklessly, be careful of being killed by Senior Yuan Ying! Even if Senior doesn't take action, the ancestor will punish you if he sees you barging in without authorization, no matter how big or small." !”
These dandy boys had not yet turned around, and said curiously: "The ancestor personally promised that whoever captures Ye Ling or takes Ye Ling's head will be rewarded with one million spiritual stones; whoever captures Liu Juntang will be rewarded with three million spiritual stones! Let's go and report the news. , that’s meritorious service, and it’s too late for the ancestor to be happy, so how can he be punished?”
Wei Tong sneered: "Hey, you guys are here just to embarrass the ancestor in public! You clearly want the ancestor to be ridiculed by the Yuan Ying seniors, saying that the Zhou family is not strict in running the family, and the juniors of Foundation Establishment dare not be too big or small. They came up and ran around."
These dandy boys were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Instead of being angry, they thanked them profusely: "Thank you, Brother Wei of Dixuanxian Sect, for reminding me! What I'm saying is that now is really not the time to tell the truth."
At this moment, the bright light in front of Ye Ling condensed into a large water ball, like a bluish bubble.
"The Ding Dan takes shape and condenses!"
Ye Ling concentrated on her concentration, opened her palms, and the bright blue bubbles condensed again, and finally formed into a blue pill the size of a walnut, exuding a vast aura of vitality!
The monks all over the city, from the Yuanying old monster to the Qi Practitioner, all gasped, almost unable to believe that what they were seeing was real!
"Ah! Heaven's calamity turned into a green elixir! It's such an anecdote through the ages."
"My eyes have been opened. This trip was not in vain!"
The monks who were watching were filled with exclamations of exclamation as they watched Ye Ling holding the Qingdan and flying down in the wind.
Hongtang, Yuming and Xiaotao were all surprised and delighted, admiring their master's alchemy skills.
At this time, the great city lord Xuan Zhenzi and the ancestors of the nine immortal sects gathered around him. They seemed to treat Ye Ling as a piece of cake, and they offered terms to recruit Ye Ling that would make all the monks envious.
Feng Cailing, the ancestor of the Youyue Immortal Sect, grabbed Ye Ling's hand regardless of her identity and face, and said with a smile like a flower: "Follow me! There are many female cultivators in our Youyue Immortal Sect, you should understand what I mean. !”
"Feng Cailing, let go! How unbecoming you are in front of all the young people in the city! The Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion is recruiting this boy to be the head of all the elders!"
The great city lord Xuan Zhenzi coughed in a deep voice and said loudly: "Don't argue, I have met this person before! I have a relationship with him. When we were calming down the chaos on the Tidal Coast, I still remembered that his surname was Ye!"
