"Fairy Ye, I heard that you raised a Biyun marten, which is good at finding elixirs. It will soon reach the fourth level!"
Tang Yunbing changed the topic.
She didn't expect Ye Hongyao to confess his feelings directly. Generally speaking, male monks took the initiative in such matters, while female monks were passive and rarely took the initiative.
As a descendant of Ye Sen, Ye Hongyao had a high status in Yaowang Valley, so it was really unexpected that she took the initiative to confess to Shen Long.
Tang Yunbing was just joking, but he didn't expect Ye Hongyao to be serious.
"I have not been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage for a long time. It is still at the late third level. I wonder if you have any demon elixirs for the fourth level Biyun Diao. I can give you something in exchange for it."
Ye Hongyao said, his eyes falling on Shen Long.
Shen Long has a lot of good things, especially the fourth-level demon elixir.
"The fourth-level Biyun Diao demon elixir? I happen to have two of them. I want a high-level ghost, preferably alive."
Shen Long took out an exquisite blue jade box and transmitted messages to Ye Hongyao.
He found this from the ancient jade storage bracelet, and it was just right for exchange.
"High-level ghost?"
Ye Hongyao was stunned for a moment, took out a painting scroll with black light flowing non-stop, handed it to Shen Long, and said via voice transmission: "There are five ghost kings in the elixir formation stage here. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Shen?"
Shen Long nodded and handed the green jade box to Ye Hongyao.
With Ye Hongyao taking the lead, the other Nascent Soul cultivators successively exchanged things and got some needed items.
After a cup of tea, Qin Lei took out dozens of things.
"Golden Thunder Bamboo!"
Master Chijiao said in surprise, his eyes falling on a piece of golden bamboo.
"Thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo can be used to refine thunder attribute treasures, the nemesis of ghosts, and can be exchanged for fourth-level elixirs to strengthen the soul. Anything of the same value can also be used."
Qin Lei said.
All the Nascent Soul cultivators present were staring at Jin Lei Bamboo, and Shen Long was no exception.
During the trip to the Five Dragons Secret Realm, Shen Long got a Golden Thunder Bamboo that was more than 3,000 years old and transplanted it to the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Ye Hongyao and others took out things for Qin Lei to check, hoping to exchange them for the Millennium Golden Thunder Bamboo. Shen Long took out the Ten Thousand Poison Serum, but he was just showing off.
The golden thunder bamboo in his hand can be used to refine spiritual treasures. The golden thunder bamboo in front of him is only a thousand years old and can at most be used to refine a magic weapon.
Qin Lei finally exchanged it with Ye Hongyao, and Ye Hongyao got Golden Thunder Bamboo.
Less than half an hour later, the exchange ended, and every Nascent Soul cultivator got something in exchange.
"It's getting late. Fairy Ye and Madam Tang, I won't disturb your rest. Master Nephew Qian will send you fellow Taoists back to Yingbin Peak."
Shen Long called Qian Dafu and asked him to send Ye Hongyao and others back to rest.
Not long after, only Shen Long and Master Chijiao were left.
"Junior Brother Shen, you hide it so well! I never heard that you have such a relationship with Fairy Ye."
Master Chijiao smiled and joked.
"I don't have much contact with Fairy Ye. I didn't know she was interested in me at all. It's very strange."
Shen Long was confused.
A certain member of the Wang family in Haitang Valley held a birthday. He and Bingcanren went to celebrate his birthday, and then they met Ye Hongyao. Ye Hongyao didn't take a high look at her, but now she suddenly confessed her love. Shen Long felt very confused.
"You are well-known now and you are very young. It is not surprising that Fairy Ye likes you. If you marry Fairy Ye, it will be beneficial to you and our Yuling Sect."
Master Chijiao said with a smile.
"You need to be hard-working to make iron. I can't afford soft food."
Shen Long said seriously.
Ye Hongyao has a strong background. If Shen Long doesn't have feelings for her, that means he doesn't have feelings for her.
Master Chijiao nodded, chatted for a few words, and then left.
Yingbin Peak, a quiet manor.
Ye Hongyao and Tang Yunbing were sitting next to a blue stone table, drinking tea and chatting.
"Xianzi Ye, I didn't expect you to have a story with Fellow Daoist Shen."
Tang Yunbing joked with a smile.
"We didn't have stories before. I hope there will be stories in the future. My Taoist companion Ye Hongyao is definitely a hero among people. Happiness is earned by oneself, not by waiting."
Ye Hongyao corrected.
She knows many young talents. Shen Long's background is not the strongest, but he has made the greatest progress.
Shen Long was born in a small sect, and his cultivation speed was faster than Ye Hongyao. After entering the Nascent Soul stage, he killed everyone. The most important thing is that Shen Long is also a fourth-level alchemist. She and Shen Long have something in common.
She sent someone to check Shen Long's details. Since Shen Long began to practice Taoism, he had never been entangled with any female monk and was devoted to Taoism.
All things considered, Shen Long is Ye Hongyao's best husband candidate.
Ye Hongyao is a descendant of Ye Sen. She has been pampered since she was a child and has high standards. Naturally, she will not find an ordinary Nascent Soul monk to be her Taoist companion.
"Fellow Daoist Shen and you are a good match. As the saying goes, men chase women across the mountain, and women chase men across the sea. If you and Shen Taoyou become a couple, don't forget to treat me to a drink."
Tang Yunbing said enthusiastically.
"Okay, definitely."
Ye Hongyao agreed wholeheartedly.
The day passed quickly. Early in the morning, Ye Hongyao and other guests got up early and gathered in a vast bluestone square.
Today is the day of the birth celebration of Master Chijiao. Shen Long, Master Bingcan, Yuan Rui and others are also there.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, why didn't Xuanyang Sect send someone over?"
Qin Lei asked casually.
Just as Master Bingcan was about to reply, Master Xuanyang's voice came from the sky: "Han, I'm late for something, I'm really sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden flying boat flew from a distance and stopped in the sky above the Bluestone Square. Zhenjun Xuanyang and other hundreds of monks stood on it.
"Friend Daoist Han, long time no see, please sit down."
Master Bingcan asked Master Xuanyang to sit down.
Xuanyang Zhenjun pinched the magic formula, and the golden flying boat flew down on the bluestone square, and the disciples walked down.
A group of Yuling Sect disciples came over and arranged positions for the Xuanyang Sect disciples.
Zhenjun Xuanyang's position is relatively forward, next to Shen Long.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, thank you very much. Junior Sister Xu told me. Thanks to you, otherwise Han's life would not have been saved."
True Lord Xuanyang said gratefully.
Shen Long smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Han, just be fine."
More than a dozen Yuanying monks chatted, sipping tea and discussing Taoism.
After a cup of tea, accompanied by a loud roar of a beast, Chen Xiao shouted loudly: "The auspicious time has come, please invite Uncle Han."
A deafening dragon roar sounded, and a red escaping light appeared in the distant sky, flying towards here quickly.
Not long after, the red escaping light stopped over the Bluestone Square. It was a huge red fire dragon, with the real red dragon standing on it.
Shen Long and other Yuanying monks stood up and nodded slightly. Qian Dafu and others stood up and said in unison: "Greetings to Uncle Han (Senior Han)."
Master Red Dragon nodded, put away the Red Fire Dragon, landed on the rostrum, sat down, and motioned for the monks to sit down.
Representatives of the guests sent congratulatory gifts one after another. They had no friendship with the real person Chijiao. Ye Hongyao was more generous and gave a bottle of fourth-level elixir. The other Nascent Soul monks gave some weapon refining materials or elixir refining materials, all of which were ordinary goods. .
Master Chijiao thanked them all, accepted the congratulatory gifts, raised his wine glass, and said, "Thank you all for coming to my baby celebration. I'd like to toast you all."
He drank all the wine in the glass as a sign of respect. Shen Long and others also drank all the wine in the glass and started chatting.
More than two hours later, the celebration ended and the guests left one after another. They came to the celebration to give Shen Long and Yulingzong face. Their purpose was achieved, so they left.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, if you are free another day, you can come to our Yaowang Valley as a guest."
Ye Hongyao sent out an invitation.
Shen Long agreed and personally sent Ye Hongyao away to give her face.
Shen Long came to a quiet manor, where Yuan Rui, Zhenjun Xuanyang, Zhenren Chijiao and other seven Nascent Soul monks were sitting in a blue stone pavilion.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, from now on our Xuanyang Sect will only follow your lead and follow the lead of your Yuling Sect."
True Lord Xuanyang expressed his stance.
Chen Yidao and the other three also expressed their opinions one after another. Only the Yuling Sect was following the lead. They had not yet recovered their strength. The Yuling Sect was getting stronger and stronger. Naturally, the Yuling Sect had the final say in the Qin State.
"Fellow Taoists, please be polite. If anything happens in the future, we will all discuss it. No one is in charge of who. The gunpoints are all facing the outside world."
Yuan Rui said cheerfully.
The Yuling Sect is on the rise, so try to make as few enemies as possible and make as many friends as possible.
Xuanyang Zhenjun and the other four breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. After chatting for more than an hour, they took their leave.
Returning to Jinpeng Peak, Shen Long walked into the practice room, entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower, and reached the third floor.
He presented a scroll with flashing black light and inserted a magic spell. There was a sound of ghosts wailing and howling, a large amount of Yin Qi gushed out of the black scroll, and some ghost figures could be seen.
He released the nine ghost doves. The nine ghost doves made long and excited sounds, and each of their three heads sprayed out a stream of blue glow, covering the ghosts and rolling them into their mouths.
Even the ghost king in the elixir formation stage lost the ability to resist when exposed to the blue glow, and was swallowed by the nine-headed ghost dove.
A sharp ghost with a green face and fangs let out a pitiful cry and disappeared into a gust of wind.
The nine-headed ghost dove flapped its wings lightly and disappeared from the place.
The next moment, the ghost appeared in the green bamboo forest more than ten miles away. As soon as it appeared, the ghost dove also appeared above its head.
The fierce ghost's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to attack the nine-headed ghost dove.
One of the heads of the nine-headed ghost dove made an extremely unpleasant noise. Li Gui's body softened and his reaction slowed down. A blue glow fell on it, and the three heads of the nine-headed ghost dove swarmed up and bit it. With a slight tug on Li Gui's body, Li Gui was divided into three parts and swallowed into his belly.
The remaining ghosts were no match for the Nine-headed Ghost Dove, and were all swallowed up by it.
"You are at the late third level. Yes, you are growing very quickly. If you advance to the fourth level, ordinary Nascent Soul stage ghosts will probably not be your match."
Shen Long praised, put the nine-headed ghost dove back into the spirit beast bag, and exited the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower.
He sat cross-legged on a red futon, lit a meditation incense and inserted it into the incense burner.
Soon, without any distracting thoughts, he took out a blood dragon pill and put it in his mouth.
The elixir melted in his mouth. He quickly used his kung fu to refine the potency. A red glow covered his whole body, and a large number of red dragon scales grew on his body.
He has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage for more than a hundred years, and the Golden Winged Wind Peng has advanced to the fourth level. He has saved decades of hard training. He is not far from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and plans to practice quietly for a while.
(End of chapter)
