Chapter 230: The Sound of Snow in the Ruined Temple
The Peacock Saint was also panicked.

After searching through all the boxes and drawers, he couldn't find his target and was very confused.

After a long time, she sighed.

"If my guess is correct, the Nine Lightning Fire Seed must have been taken away by the Lord of Qingming in advance."

Thinking of what she had promised Ye Yang before, she was silent for a moment and didn't say anything.

The previous promise was based on the premise that she could successfully obtain the Nine-Lightning Thunder Fire.

If this thing is gone, many of the agreements between the two people will be difficult to fulfill.

The two of them couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

Although Ye Yang knew it was unlikely, he still said it shamelessly.

"I wonder if you would be willing to part with the Difa Linghe Water Seed that the Saint mentioned just now. I still have a lot of treasures here that I can exchange with the Saint."

The Peacock Saint frowned and didn't want to take out the Difa Ling River water seed.

But he didn't want to go back on his word and offend Ye Yang, so he had to say it.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, the water from the Black Water Spirit River is extremely precious and rarely seen in the outside world. It was given to me by my master."

Ye Yang nodded and said.

"Of course I know this. Please speak up, Saint. I still have some furniture here."

Having said that, he didn't have the slightest confidence.

After all, the Peacock Saint is the descendant of a real person, she is knowledgeable and has countless natural treasures.

What he holds in his hand may not mean anything in the eyes of the other party.

The Peacock Saint hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"I have always trusted Brother Ye's character. After experiencing a life-and-death fight just now, I can see that you are someone I can trust."

"If you really want it, tell the truth."

The Peacock Saint pondered for a moment.

"I can give this Land of the Spiritual River seeds to Brother Ye for free."

A hint of joy appeared between Ye Yang's brows.

But after a little thought, he stopped talking.

There is no free lunch in the world, this is a universal truth.

"I wonder if the Saint has any requests?"

Peacock Saint said.

"If I say I don't have any requests, I'm sure Brother Ye won't believe it. In that case, I'll just say it clearly."

"I value Brother Ye's talent. Brother Ye has great perseverance and dares to practice both sword and knife. The effort he put in is far beyond what ordinary people can compare to."

“Besides that, Brother Ye is also carrying the secret inheritance of medical elixir, which seems to be more than just refining elixirs.”

"I am seriously injured, and I hope Brother Ye can help me recover. If I need anything in the future, please don't refuse, Brother Ye."

"Also, when Brother Ye's strength and cultivation level improves, you must help me when necessary. After all, the Nihai Xiefan is not a monolithic organization."

"There are far more than one saintly maidens and saintly sons of the same age and realm as me."

Ye Yang just gave the Peacock Saint a simple treatment, and she felt that her injuries had recovered a lot.

At this time, the Peacock Saint's eyes flickered, revealing a glimmer of hope.

The world of immortal cultivation is vast, with no one knowing how large its territory and area are, and talented people emerge in endlessly.

Monks practice to break the limits of heaven and earth and cultivate their own magical powers in order to seek immortality and live as long as heaven and earth. This is an act against the will of heaven.

Injuries are common.

No one can guarantee a smooth journey without getting hurt.

If there is a friend who practices medicine and alchemy at this time, no matter when, one more life can be saved.

Ye Yang did not respond immediately, but thought about it for a while.

There is no harm in making friends with the Peacock Saint.

After all, the situation in the world of immortal cultivation is ever-changing, and it is always good to have one more friend.

The suggestion just made by the Peacock Saint did not actually require him to pay too much materially.

"I agree to what the Saint said, but I only recognize the Saint. If it involves the internal and external struggles of the Nihai Xiefan, I will not be able to participate."

The Nihai Xiefan is powerful and is a mortal enemy of the Dayun Dynasty. Ye Yang does not want to involve himself and the Feitian Sect.

"This is as it should be. I will definitely not embarrass you, fellow Taoist."

After saying this, Ye Yang showed a hint of relief on his face.

According to his guess, once he gets the water seeds from the Difa Ling River, his water pill making technique will improve rapidly.

In this way, some of the therapeutic medical skills and second-level elixirs recorded in the Biluo Sanqing Secret Scroll.

He should be able to get it soon.

The Peacock Saint reluctantly took out a water seed from her storage bag.

The water of the Faling River here is diamond-shaped, with light yellow mixed in the blue mist, and the color is mottled, revealing a sense of antiquity, vitality and vastness.

She handed the water seed to Ye Yang and said.

"Brother Ye, please look, this is the water seed of the Difa Ling River."

Ye Yang took it and felt the water was warm and moist. It was very comfortable in his palm.

He put the water seeds into his storage bag.

There was a shaking all around, the cave was about to collapse, and rocks and soil rolled down.

I don’t know what evil magic Lord Qingming used, but the cave seems to be about to collapse.

See is not the time to look closely.

Ye Yang and the Peacock Saint looked at each other, and they took advantage of the chaos to quickly put the treasures they had just selected into their storage bags.

However, the precious things here had long been taken away by Lord Qingming.

The two of them didn't even bother to check, they just took a quick look and quickly fled out of the secret cave.

……

on the other hand.

On Qingming Island, the red sun was setting in the west. It was sunset and the island was filled with golden light.

There was thunder and lightning in the sky above Qingming Island, and the electric flashes were exploding.

An eight-armed figure with a big head, a small body, a white beard, and half human and half dragon was constantly wandering in the sky above Qingming Island.

Zhuang Guyuan used the eight-armed evil dragon's hand and combined it with the Guixu Hidden Dragon Formation, becoming extremely ferocious.

He transformed into an evil dragon and held back the large army. Gu Xuan and the others used the newly acquired Ten Directions Taizang formation, and the boundless mandala flowers bloomed, covering the ten directions.

But it has more defense than attack power.

The extremely powerful six-armed Mahakala spirit has an upright mane, wears a five-skull crown on his head, and holds a skull bowl, axe, sword and other objects in his hands.

But he still couldn't subdue the strange eight-armed dragon in the sky.

However, after fighting for nearly a day and with many experts dispatched, Zhuang Guyuan could no longer hold on for much longer.

Especially the Guixu Hidden Dragon Formation and the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon's Hand sucked all the blood and essence out of his body.

He used his body at the warrior level to contain so much strange energy.

Even if there are body-strengthening methods in practice, it is still unbearable.

Even if you escape this disaster, you won't live for long.

"You really deserve to die."

Zhuang Guyuan had not completely lost his intelligence. Without saying a word, the lightning and thunder on his body turned into a powerful murderous aura.

"If you're not afraid of death, come over here. I'll kill a bunch of you by myself."

Having said that, he couldn't help but take a few breaths and looked back at his feet.

It can be seen that the Qingming Island is now in pieces, and the core of the Guixu Hidden Dragon Formation has also been destroyed.

The spiritual light dissipated, and many cultivators rushed into Qingming Island through the gaps in the formation.

……

Gu Xuan saw that it was getting dark, and a hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

"Everyone, it's already at the end of its strength. We need to use all our strength. It's not a good idea to drag it on for too long."

There was a crazy murderous intent in his eyes and he strode forward.

However, Zhuang Guyuan's evil dragon's power entered his body, and his strength was so great that he knocked Gu Xuan to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Gu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed with one arm.

"Here comes the gourd."

After he finished speaking, two gourds suddenly flew out from the distant sky.

One was filled with flames, while the other was flashing with lightning.

Zhuang Guyuan was furious when he saw this, because the thunder gourd was his personal treasure, but it was taken away by Gu Xuan last time.

Unexpectedly, this man actually remodeled his gourd and aimed it at him, its original owner.

Gu Xuan made a magical gesture, and the two gourds behind him collided violently, erupting with countless arcs of fire and lightning.

The two combined and transformed into flying crows of thunder and fire surrounded by black smoke, rushing towards Zhuang Guyuan.

Seeing this opportunity, the four people behind him waved the golden-red formation flags in their hands.

The entire ground was shaking as the Ten Directions Taizang Formation was exerting its full strength.

It suddenly covered the surrounding sky and enveloped Zhuang Guyuan.

The fierce and powerful six-armed spirit of Mahakala also entangled Zhuang Guyuan tightly.

The owner of Yanlou spit out a snow-white sword ball from his mouth, emitting thousands of icy sword lights.

"Roar!"

Zhuang Guyuan roared angrily, and the roar of a dragon was heard.

But he could not escape the entanglement of the six-armed Mahakala's spirit, and all the attacks fell on his half-human, half-dragon body.

"Goo!"

Gu Xuan opened his mouth wide, and countless poisonous insects flew out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Gu Xuan was indeed as skilled in witchcraft as rumored.

What an old pervert indeed!
But Gu Xuan still didn't give up.

He took out the scarecrow he had used before from his arms.

There was a yellow paper talisman pasted on it with the three words "Zhuang Guyuan" inscribed on it.

He pierced the scarecrow's forehead with a silver needle, and a bloody hole immediately appeared, with blood flowing out.

Zhuang Guyuan screamed in mid-air, and a hole as big as a bowl appeared between his eyebrows, and his skull was shattered.

Being attacked by so many people at the same time.

Zhuang Guyuan roared angrily, but his momentum became weaker and weaker. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell from mid-air.

His body reeked of burnt flesh from thunder and fire.

Taiyi Qingmen's Void Dragon Sword, hidden in the dark, pierced into his spine. He screamed and fell to the ground.

There were crowds of people ahead, and Qingming Island was damaged in the war.

And people have reached the end of their lives.

A swish sound.

His huge head was cut off by the sword light.

The head fell to the ground, but Zhuang Guyuan's eyes were wide open.

At this moment, the night that he dreamed about countless times later reappeared in his eyes.

The snow was flying heavily and strong winds were blowing in through the holes in the walls of the mountain temple.

It's so cold that it makes people shiver.

In the mountain temple, there was a thinly dressed beggar with a head as big as a bucket and a thin body, who was suffering from the abuse of the beggars around him.

He huddled on the ground.

Others snatched his food and took away his bowl.

He hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

Those people beat him so hard, it hurt so much.

At this moment, a middle-aged man covered in thunder came to the temple and stopped the violent people.

"follow me."

"What's the benefit of following you?"

"It can feed you."

So he knelt down and followed the man out.

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