【Chapter 167】Yixin advances

【Chapter 167】Yixin advances

Seeing the old man speaking hesitantly, Ye Yuncheng knew that he had guessed right.

It’s no wonder that Ye Yuncheng guessed it right, mainly because the entire stone room was covered with a layer of dust, but there was no dust at all on the cushion. In addition, the old man said three sentences, two of which asked him to kneel down and kowtow.

Suddenly, Ye Yuncheng said "Huh" softly, pointed at the wall above the portrait, and asked in horror: "What is that?"

The white-haired old man in the portrait's attention was immediately attracted to the direction Ye Yuncheng pointed.

Ye Yuncheng took the opportunity to release his spiritual sense to wrap the cushion and put it into the space ring. With his current knowledge, he could only vaguely sense that there was something strange on the cushion. He planned to take the cushion back and let his master take a look.

There was a trace of the white-haired old man's consciousness on the cushion. Therefore, as soon as the cushion was moved, the white-haired old man knew it.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, hand over the futon immediately!"

This time the white-haired old man did not hide himself anymore, and Ye Yuncheng clearly heard that the voice came from the portrait.

"It's not impossible for you to want a cushion." Ye Yuncheng looked at the white-haired old man in the portrait with shining eyes: "Exchange it for natural treasures."

“You…are looking for death!”

The white-haired old man in the portrait had a distorted face due to anger. He had lived for thousands of years, but this was the first time he had met a junior who dared to speak to him like that.

In the past, he would have slapped Ye Yuncheng to death.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was just a paper tiger, Ye Yuncheng was no longer afraid of him: "No way, no way! You are an eighth-level formation master, you don't have only the Seven Clouds Lotus as a treasure, right?"

“Who said that the Seven Clouds Lotus is the only treasure I have?” the white-haired old man said stubbornly.

He had indeed collected a lot of cultivation resources to help him successfully take over another body and restore his strength. But too much time had passed, and except for the Seven Clouds Lotus, all the other cultivation resources he had collected were wasted.

"I don't believe it unless you take it out and let me see it." The anticipation in Ye Yuncheng's eyes almost overflowed.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "Look, it's in your pocket!"

Being hit on the target, Ye Yuncheng neither admitted nor denied it. Instead, he said, "Senior, if there is no answer, then there is no need to make excuses. Just admit it generously, and I won't laugh at you!"

"You..." The white-haired old man was furious, but helpless.

In an instant, he calmed down again: "Don't try to irritate me. I won't be fooled by you again."

Ye Yuncheng felt a little regretful that he didn't get anything.

"Senior, how did you die?"

After asking this question, Ye Yuncheng simply sat down, looking like he was listening to a story.

White-haired old man: "..."

Ye Yuncheng: "Senior, please tell me quickly."

White-haired old man: "..."

Ye Yuncheng: "Senior, please don't be silent!"

White-haired old man: "..."

Ye Yuncheng: "I know, you must have been killed by your enemies. But you were unwilling to die like this, so you chose to set up the cave ruins here. So that you can choose a cultivator with a talent for formations, take over their bodies and be reborn to avenge yourself."

"Senior, am I right?"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly and still said nothing.

Ye Yuncheng shook his head and sighed, "Senior, you are so miserable, but your enemies are living freely and wantonly. And your former relatives and friends may have forgotten you long ago."

"Ah! I feel so sad for you."

The white-haired old man: "...Shut up."

How could Ye Yuncheng listen to him?

After laying so much groundwork, Ye Yuncheng stated his purpose: "Senior, how about we make a deal? I will help you get revenge, and you will pass on my legacy."

"You have no credibility with me."

In fact, what the white-haired old man wanted to say was: Boy, your abacus beads are about to jump onto my face.

"If you don't believe me, I can swear an oath to heaven." Ye Yuncheng said, patting his chest.

The white-haired old man doesn't want revenge. He wanted to live, not disappear. Therefore, the conditions offered by Ye Yuncheng had no appeal to him at all.

Ye Yuncheng is the only cultivator who has come here in all these years. He didn't know whether his soul could hold on until the next cultivator arrived if he missed Ye Yuncheng.

But the cushion was taken away by Ye Yuncheng. If he insisted on taking over Ye Yuncheng's body, his success rate would only be 50%.

For a moment, he found it difficult to make a choice.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Boy, it's not impossible for you to inherit my legacy."

Ye Yuncheng was refreshed and stood up immediately: "Then let's get started!"

"Please answer a few questions for me first."

"Senior, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know." Ye Yuncheng said respectfully, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

"How many level 3 formation masters are there in the outside world who are under 30 years old?"

The white-haired old man had no idea that the question he asked exposed the conditions for entering here.

Ye Yuncheng calmly stretched out a hand: "I know no more than this number."

The white-haired old man murmured softly: "No!"

Realizing the problem, he asked Ye Yuncheng: "Why are you here?"

There was nothing to hide, Ye Yuncheng told the truth: "A fellow sister of mine said that she knew the remains of a cave dwelling of a Nascent Soul cultivator. I heard that there was a formation inside, so she invited me to go treasure hunting with her."

The white-haired old man finally realized what was wrong. When he had arranged this place, he spread the word that this place contained the inheritance of the master of formations.

How could his good place of inheritance as a master of formations become the ruins of a Nascent Soul cultivator's cave?

No wonder he hasn’t found the right person for all these years.

So this is where the problem lies!

Who spread the rumor that this place was the remains of a Nascent Soul cultivator's cave?

He was tricked and he still didn't know who the culprit was.

"I'm so angry!"

The white-haired old man was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and the portrait even shook a few times.

Ye Yuncheng looked up at the portrait: "Senior, are you okay?"

After calming down, the white-haired old man said, "Come forward, and I will pass on the inheritance to you."

"I should be able to receive the inheritance even if I stand here, right?" Ye Yuncheng didn't want to get too close to the portrait. He always felt that the white-haired old man didn't really want to give him the inheritance.

"I am only a remnant soul now. If you are more than three meters away from the portrait, I will not be able to pass on the inheritance to you."

"Senior, you don't want to take over my body?"

The white-haired old man naturally refused to admit it: "I am just a remnant soul, how can I possess your body?"

Ye Yuncheng said very simply: "I don't want the inheritance anymore."

"You..." The white-haired old man was very angry.

If it were before, he might still hesitate whether to take over Ye Yuncheng's body.

But now, he only has Ye Yuncheng as his choice.

When Ye Yuncheng saw the fierceness that flashed across the white-haired old man's eyes, he knew that his intuition was correct. The old guy really wanted to take over his body and would not pass on the inheritance to him at all.

All in vain!

He retreated again and again until he had no further to retreat.

"My inheritance is not something you can just take if you want it or not if you don't want it." As he said that, the white-haired old man in the portrait turned into a stream of light and shot towards Ye Yuncheng.

"Don't come over here!"

Ye Yuncheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and his voice was trembling. He looked extremely scared.

Just when the white-haired old man thought he was about to rush into Ye Yuncheng's sea of ​​consciousness, he suddenly bumped into something hard. His already translucent soul body seemed to become a little more transparent.

Ye Yuncheng held the soul-binding bottle containing the white-haired old man's soul and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I have the soul-binding bottle that my master gave me."

At the critical moment just now, he placed the Soul-Sealing Bottle between his eyebrows. The white-haired old man wanted to enter his sea of ​​consciousness, but ended up falling into the soul-sealing bottle.

The white-haired old man trapped in the soul-sealing bottle had a distorted face, and when he looked at Ye Yuncheng, his eyes were full of unwillingness. He was almost there, just almost able to possess another body and be reborn.

However, what the white-haired old man did not know was that even if he successfully entered Ye Yuncheng’s sea of ​​consciousness, it would be impossible for him to take over Ye Yuncheng’s body.

After putting away the Soul-Sealing Bottle, Ye Yuncheng looked at the portrait hanging on the wall. The white-haired man in the portrait looked the same as before, but he no longer had the same charm as before.

Walking to the desk, Ye Yuncheng reached out to take the jade box that was no longer protected by the barrier.

After getting it, he opened it immediately.

The expected treasures were not there, and the jade box was empty.

After that, he checked the other nine jade boxes, but found nothing in any of them.

Unconvinced, he searched everywhere in the stone chamber, and finally found a space ring in the scroll. There is still a mark of spiritual consciousness on it, and with his current spiritual consciousness he cannot erase the mark of spiritual consciousness.

He could only put the space ring away.

He also put all the other things in the stone chamber into his Qiankun bag. It has not weathered for many years and should be worth a lot of spirit stones. He plans to sell it.

Looking at the empty stone chamber, he walked to the center of the chamber and set up a second-level defense formation, then entered the formation to meditate and refine the Seven Clouds Lotus.

He did not forget Duan Xiu and Shi Yingying who came in with him. They must have thought he was dead. If he went out now and met the two of them, there was no guarantee that they would not attack him.

Duan Xiu and Shi Yingying, who were being remembered by Ye Yuncheng, were being enslaved and broken into by Qi Jinggeng and five men in black.

Unfortunately, the formation that trapped the group not only absorbed the spiritual energy from them, but also became stronger when it encountered a stronger opponent. Even the life-saving jade token given by their elders could not break it.

Qi Jinggeng and the five men in black asked Duan Xiu and Shi Yingying to explore one place after another, hoping to find a way to survive.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Dayu Village.

No strange monks came to the village again, and the villagers' lives gradually returned to normal.

On this day, several aunts were washing clothes by the river when a person suddenly rushed out of the river.

After a moment of hesitation, several aunts picked up their basins with pale faces and walked back shyly. They didn't even look at the people rushing out of the water.

The person who rushed out of the river was Ye Yixin.

She stood by the river, using magic to dry her clothes and hair while sending out her spiritual sense to check her surroundings.

After making sure that this place was safe, she took out the jade slip for transmitting sound. The next moment, the sound transmission jade slip flashed continuously in her hand.

As she read the messages one by one, her mood became lighter.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged male cultivator who looked to be around 40 years old, but was actually several times older, approached from a distance.

In just a blink of an eye, the opponent flew in front of her.

The person who came was at the Spiritual Transformation Stage and was the protector assigned to her by her master. His name was Zhuang Zhengqi.

"Xiao Xin, you finally contacted me. Fortunately, you are fine. I shouldn't have listened to you and went to Yunqi City to wait for you two years ago." Zhuang Zhengqi said as he looked at Ye Yixin.

When he discovered that Ye Yixin's cultivation had already reached the Golden Core Stage, he suspected that he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Ye Yixin again.

After confirming that Ye Yixin's cultivation had indeed broken through to the Golden Core Stage, he was completely numb.

At Ye Yixin's current training speed, he will soon be out of work.

He originally wanted to ask Ye Yixin where she had been in the past six months, but now he couldn't ask. His duty was to protect Ye Yixin's safety. Ye Yixin had obviously obtained some opportunity, and this was not something he, as a protector, should be concerned about.

"Uncle Zhuang, I'm sorry to have made you worry." Ye Yixin said apologetically.

Zhuang Zhengqi waved his hand and said, "I'm glad you're okay. I'll take you back to Chengshuang Sect now. I heard that you were missing, and the master was very worried about you."

Ye Yixin pointed to the sky and said, "I won't go back to the sect for now. I have to find a place to survive first."

Zhuang Zhengqi looked up at the sky, frowning slightly: "It seems that you haven't prepared anything to overcome the tribulation?"

"Someone did prepare it for me, but it's obviously too late for me to rush over to get it now."

As luck would have it, the place that Zhuang Zhengqi found for Ye Yixin to overcome the tribulation was exactly the place where Nangong Chenyu overcome the tribulation two years ago.

The power of Ye Yixin's thunder tribulation is similar to that of Ye Yishen. Although she does not have a magic weapon like the Five Elements Lightning-Proof Umbrella to overcome the tribulation, she has a small secret realm that continuously provides her with spiritual energy.

Therefore, even without magic weapons and other items to help her overcome the tribulation, she was able to overcome the golden elixir thunder tribulation without any danger.

"Uncle Zhuang, let's go to the Yunjue Palace Market."

"Aren't you going back to Chengshuang Sect?"

"Master just replied to my voice transmission. He is now in the market of Yunjue Palace."

Two days later, the two appeared in the Yunjue Palace market.

Ye Yixin asked Zhuang Zhengqi to go find his master Ruan Fu first, while she returned to the residence where their family had first arrived here.

As soon as she entered the backyard, she saw Nangong Suhao and Jun Han drinking tea in the yard, as if they were waiting for her.

"Brother Nangong, Brother Jun."

"Xiao Xin is back." Nangong Suhao called Ye Yixin to sit down and said.

Jun Han was shocked when he saw Ye Yixin's cultivation level: "Congratulations, your cultivation level has broken through to the Golden Core Stage."

"I am just lucky, I can't compare with the two big brothers."

After refining the small secret realm, Ye Yixin's cultivation was boosted by the small secret realm, and he advanced from the early stage of foundation building to the early stage of golden elixir in one go.

She still feels like she is dreaming.

Jun Han: "Luck is also a kind of strength."

He looked at Nangong Suhao calmly. It seemed that they had to roll a little harder.

Ye Yixin: "By the way, Brother Nangong, Brother Jun, what is the matter that made you ask me to come here?"

Nangong Suhao: "Two years ago, Uncle Ye went to the ruins of a Nascent Soul cultivator's cave and never came out. Later, your eldest brother also went to the ruins of that Nascent Soul cultivator's cave. In the past two years, we have sent voice transmissions to Uncle Ye and your eldest brother several times, but they have never responded."

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