"Taiyin True Fire? Yinyue, did you remember anything else?" Ye Changsheng asked.
"Well, when I saw this cauldron, some memories came back to my mind!" came Yin Yue's slightly ethereal voice.
When Ye Changsheng heard this, he was silent for a while. After a while, he slowly said: "I think you seem to have changed a little now, a little different from before!"
Upon hearing this, Yinyue also fell silent immediately.
After a long time, he sighed quietly and said: "These things that I suddenly remembered were very long ago, like another person, which made me a little scared. But most of the memories I still can't recall."
There seemed to be a hint of sadness in her tone.
"It's always a good thing to be able to remember some past events. Maybe as time goes by, you will eventually be able to remember everything!" After a moment of silence, Ye Changsheng comforted him in a gentle tone.
"Maybe." Yin Yue murmured in a low voice.
Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the small group of red flames trapped in the silver light in front of him. This flame was like a living creature, full of spirituality.
It constantly changes into various mini birds darting left and right, as if trying to escape.
"Is this Taiyin True Fire?"
"This should be the Taiyin True Fire that was born not long ago, otherwise the power would not be so weak. But if this fire is cultivated to a high level, its power will definitely be higher than the dry blue ice flame and the star spirit purple flame." Silver.
Yue explained softly.
"It seems that I am really lucky to have encountered a trace of Taiyin True Fire in a place like this!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile on his face.
"Well, it is indeed a coincidence that the Taiyin True Fire can be born in this cauldron!"
"In the future, the master can let the true lunar fire consume the dry blue ice flame, and maybe create an even more powerful flame!"
"This Taiyin True Fire already has spirituality, which is extremely rare. In my memory, even many powerful flames in the upper world are difficult to cultivate spirituality!"
"It seems that having spirituality is the only way to cultivate some kind of powerful flame, but I can't remember the specifics!" Yinyue said with a look of memory on her face.
Ye Changsheng nodded when he heard the words: "What you said makes sense, but before that, I must refine this fire. It has a hint of spirituality, and it is not that easy to refine it."
"For the master, refining this fire just takes a little more time, but it is best for this fire to absorb a little more of the true fire of the sun. In this way, when the yin and yang meet, it will be extremely powerful!" Yinyue said with a smile again.
"Sun Essence Fire, I have already made plans. This time I leave Kunwu Mountain and go look for this kind of flame!" Ye Changsheng said softly.
The dry blue ice flame in his hand condensed into a bead, wrapping the true Taiyin fire in it.
Then, he put it into a jade box, attached a few talismans and imprisoned it, waiting for time to refine the flame.
After doing all this, he looked at the huge cauldron that was unusually quiet at the moment.
He floated into the sky and looked into the cauldron. The cauldron was very empty, with only a small group of things lying there.
With a "whoosh" sound, Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand to grab it, and a shiny object flew out from the cauldron and fell into his hand.
This is a transparent fist-sized thing, as warm as warm jade, but slightly elastic when pressed with your fingers.
"After so many thousands of years of continuous training, no matter what was originally inside this cauldron, it has become strange and strange now." Yin Yue said with a chuckle.
Ye Changsheng shook his head and put it directly into his storage bag without exploring what the material meant.
Then he pressed one hand on the giant cauldron, and the originally extremely quiet giant cauldron immediately trembled, and then shrank sharply.
In the blink of an eye, a half-foot-sized mini tripod appeared in front of him and made a clear sound.
Ye Changsheng waved his sleeves and put the cauldron away. Then, after glancing at the dozens of red fire pillars, he pulled out all the fire pillars with a wave of his hand, shrunk them and put them away.
Although these fire dragon pillars are not like giant cauldrons that have channeled themselves into treasures, the constant spewing of earthly fire for so many years has turned these magical weapons into extraordinary items.
After looking around a few times to confirm that nothing was missing, Ye Changsheng walked out of the hall with a smile.
At the same time, Bai Yaoyi and others also finished exploring the path they chose, left the buildings, and walked outside.
In places like Kunwu Hall and the Demon Suppression Tower, the monks of the Ye family were still working hard to break the many restrictions placed by the ancient monks in these places, and they soon met these later monks.
Conflicts broke out one after another.
When Ye Changsheng returned to the white jade square, he stood and waited for a while, and soon saw Han Li's figure appearing here.
Immediately after, Bai Yaoyi, the old man with the surname Fu, the beautiful woman in black and others all walked out on their own roads.
"Look, everyone is safe and sound!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile on his face.
"Haha, if you can gain something here, this trip is finally worth it!" the old man surnamed Fu laughed and said.
The remaining people all had a look of satisfaction on their faces, and they all looked like they had gained a lot.
Ye Changsheng nodded upon seeing this, and suddenly said: "Ye has sensed several powerful auras from this mountain!"
"If fellow Taoists don't have too many ambitions, it would be a good time to leave now, otherwise there may be constant dangers in the future!"
After meeting each other, Ye Changsheng gave these people a piece of advice.
On this trip to Kunwu Mountain, because of his presence, Old Demon Han's group-destroying halo failed to activate.
The old man surnamed Fu and the beautiful woman in black both survived by luck.
But if they don't know what's good and are greedy and continue to go to other places, there will probably be problems.
As far as Ye Changsheng knew, the corpse bear in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was holding an imitation magic dragon blade and was killing human Yuanying monks wantonly in Kunwu Mountain.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul like the old man named Fu is attacked by the corpse bear, he will probably die.
"I am satisfied with such a harvest, and I plan to leave here and return to Xiaoji Palace!" Bai Yaoyi smiled sweetly and said softly.
She believed Ye Changsheng's words very much.
The old man surnamed Fu and the beautiful woman in black had come to know something about Ye Changsheng's temperament.
Hearing his words, both of them had solemn expressions on their faces. The old man surnamed Fu cupped his hands and said, "Even if Brother Ye doesn't say anything, Junior Sister and I are planning to go back!"
"Thanks to Brother Ye for taking care of us along the way. Without Brother Ye, we might have died in the Yin Yang Cave, under the hands of Silver-winged Yaksha!"
The words of the old man named Fu were filled with genuine gratitude.
These words also came from the heart.
If it were said that he had always been wary of Ye Changsheng, fearing that the other party would suddenly take action and kill their senior brothers and sisters.
Now, he no longer has such doubts.
If the other party had murderous intentions towards them, they would have easily killed them long ago, so why wait until now?
"Fairy Bai, let's leave together!" The beautiful woman in black said to Bai Yaoyi.
Ye Changsheng nodded when he heard this and said: "The exit should be the entrance where Old Demon Qian entered. If the three of you join forces, you don't have to be afraid even if you meet the great monk!"
"Brother Han, are you still going to stay here?" The old man surnamed Fu looked at Han Li and asked.
Han Li had a thoughtful look on his face, and after a moment, he said softly: "Han still wants to visit other places, so I won't go out with the three fellow Taoists!"
Seeing Han Li's attitude, the old man named Fu nodded and said no more.
Although along the way, Ye Changsheng always shined among them, and Han Li rarely had time to express himself.
But the old man surnamed Fu and others could still infer from clues that Han Li was probably not a simple person.
These two brothers are more powerful than the other in combat.
Senior brother can easily kill a great monk. Although junior brother is still in the middle stage, he probably won't have much fear against a great monk.
This kind of dangerous place is a stage reserved for people like them.
As for the old man named Fu, Bai Yaoyi and other ordinary Yuanying monks, it is best to avoid such dangerous places.
After watching the three people leave, Ye Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He is not very concerned about the life and death of the brothers and sisters of Jiuyou Sect, but he is somewhat concerned about Bai Yaoyi.
If she died in Kunwu Mountain, Ye Changsheng would have many regrets in his heart.
"The corpse bear should have entered the Demon Suppression Tower. Gui Ling and the Lion Beast should have also gone to Kunwu Hall. The ones below who can threaten the three of them are Xuan Qingzi and Qimiao Zhenren!"
"But those two people will probably be happy to see them leaving Kunwu Mountain, and there is no way they can stop them!"
"In this way, there will be no problem for them to leave this place safely!"
With this in mind, Ye Changsheng looked at Han Li and asked, "Where does Junior Brother Han want to go next?"
Han Li glanced at the three roads of Lingbao Pavilion, Kunwu Palace and Demon Suppressing Tower, then smiled and said: "Senior brother, choose first!"
"Haha, if that's the case, then I won't be polite. I'll go to Kunwu Palace!" Ye Changsheng said lightly.
"Then junior brother has no choice but to go to Lingbao Pavilion to have a look!" Han Li said with a smile.
"In that case, Junior Brother Han, we will meet again later!" Ye Changsheng said with his fists clasped, and then walked towards the direction of Kunwu Hall.
Walking along the stone steps, Ye Changsheng came to an open space several times larger than the previous White Jade Square.
The place looked in tatters, as if a very fierce battle had taken place.
There were some broken bronze lions lying on the ground. They looked like some kind of puppets, scattered here.
In the middle of the bronze lions, one or two corpses fell to the ground, dead in miserable condition.
Seeing the familiar appearance of the old man with a black crown among them, Ye Changsheng immediately knew that they were several Nascent Soul elders of the Ye family.
There was a big hole in the chest of the old man Wu Guan, and there was still a trace of claw marks on it. The flesh and blood were charred black, and there were still traces of electric light flickering.
"Was this someone killed by a lion or a beast?" Ye Changsheng thought in his mind.
He looked around and saw that the Ye family had lost two Nascent Soul cultivators here.
With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Ye Changsheng looked around for a moment and then moved forward.
He came to a mountain gate made entirely of exquisite jasper, which was the gate leading to Kunwu Hall.
Through the large open door, along a white stone road in the middle, you can faintly see a simple and huge palace, more than a thousand feet away, which is extremely majestic.
At this moment, on the stone road behind the gate, there was really an extremely embarrassing scene.
Giant trees seemed to have been cut down and fell on both sides of the road.
Each of these giant trees is twenty to thirty feet tall. Both the branches, leaves and trunks are extremely scorched yellow, but they give people a feeling of lushness and prosperity.
"The golden magnetic spirit trees have been chopped down. It seems that the two monsters have arrived in Kunwu Palace!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.
The giant trees lying on the ground in front of me are ancient spiritual trees called Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood. After they are planted, they can generate a natural restriction called Golden Magnetic Gravity.
Anyone who steps into the area affected by these spiritual trees will be affected by the tree's invisible magneto-optical gravity, making it difficult to move even an inch.
The more spiritual trees planted, the stronger this gravity restriction will be. Judging from the density of the golden magnetic spiritual trees chopped down on this road, I am afraid that ordinary human Nascent Soul monks will step directly into this restriction if they are not prepared.
If you are in the field, your physical body will be crushed and exploded in an instant.
If it were a monster, even an eighth-level transformed monster would probably not be able to withstand this kind of gravity.
What's more important is that every tree here is imprinted with the great halo of evil spell from ancient times.
The ancient monks carved this spell into the golden magnetic spirit wood, naturally to prevent the four monsters guarding the mountain from breaking into the Kunwu Palace and retrieving their life tablets.
But looking at the way the golden magnetic spirit trees here were chopped down, most of the monster beasts had already broken into the Kunwu Palace in front.
After Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed, he continued to move forward, passing through this long street strewn with fallen golden magnetic spirit trees, and reached the end.
There were two more corpses at his feet, still Nascent Soul monks from the Ye family.
A magnificent palace appeared in front. On the top of the palace's twenty- to thirty-foot-high gate, hung a strange plaque that was neither gold nor wood. On it was written "Kunwu Palace" in three large golden inscriptions.
The palace door was open, and Ye Changsheng could easily see the scene in the palace.
A large area of dense silver threads appeared in front of me. These silver threads were sprayed out from hundreds of stone pillars in the hall that were held by one person.
Northern Lights!
In Falling Demon Valley, Ye Changsheng had seen this kind of thing, but this time, the Northern Light was not emitted from the stone mountain, but was ejected from this specially refined stone pillar instrument.
These northern lights submerged the entire hall, making it impossible to see clearly what was behind the hall.
Ye Changsheng stood outside the main hall. A black ring appeared on his hand. After looking at the main hall for a while, he stepped towards it.