Seeing Cao Qingyang pretending to be an ostrich and not responding, Wang Chengyun was extremely aggrieved. He looked at him with resentment and gritted his teeth, saying, "Also... I ask the sect leader to be able to be fair for me. I did that, just to think about Yuhua Sect. There is no reason why I will let me come out alone to take the blame after something happens?"

"Cough, cough..." Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Cao Qingyang coughed a few times, looked at Wang Chengyun with some embarrassment, and sighed, "Great Elder, what they said is not unreasonable. It is indeed unwise to offend Elder Ye for such a trivial matter. Of course, if you are wholeheartedly considering the sect, this sect leader also knows that if Elder Ye really doesn't want to give you the Ascension Pill, I will also find a way to make peace. I believe Elder Ye is not the kind of chick-hearted person."

"..." Wang Chengyun.

His face turned dark again. What's the difference between what you said and not saying it? Seeing Wang Chengyun was so angry that the elders who were ranked behind him were laughing and did not dare to do things too much, so as not to cause him to really break out. It was the people who suffered.

Only Di Zhengrong was grinning and couldn't help but be excited. Seeing that these elders didn't say anything, he looked at Cao Qingyang with a squint, showing off proudly, and said, "Hmph, if I hadn't insisted on my own opinion and took out the Supreme Order, our Yuhua Sect would not have such a fate? It would be fine if I didn't appreciate it, but I still blamed me for being confused for no reason. Master Cao, my junior brother Ye, has already gone in to refine the alchemy. Do you want to punish me for being in a three-year confinement?"

Hearing Di Zhengrong's voice, the smile on Cao Qingyang's face instantly solidified.

My original good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

Feeling the changes in Cao Qingyang, the other elders also looked at Di Zhengrong with sympathy: "You said, how good are these five elders, why are they still not smart?"

"Are you tired of living?"

"From my eyes, it's probably because he drank too much wine, which made his mind go crazy..."

"The merits and demerits are not mutually matched. Why? Does the Fifth Elder even understand such a simple truth?" Cao Qingyang raised his eyelids, "Hmph!" He looked at Di Zhengrong with a expressionless face and said slowly, "Test the master of the sect, and called him his name and sentenced to three years of imprisonment. As for your merits in recruiting Elder Ye, you will reward him according to your merits after you come out of the back mountain."

"A man surnamed Cao, you... you have to break the bridge across the river?" Di Zhengrong roared, and his eyes were red.

Cao Qingyang sneered a few times, and did not quarrel with him. Instead, he waved his hand to Wang Chengyun not far away and said, "Great Elder, please send him to the back mountain yourself."

"Yes, the master of the sect." Wang Chengyun nodded vigorously. He was already unhappy and looked at Di Zhengrong with fierce eyes. Before Di Zhengrong could struggle, he rushed to the back mountain.

“…”

In the Dan Room!

"Woo, woo..." The fire of the Nascent Soul swept across, Ye Xiu sat cross-legged in front of the elixir, frowned tightly. Refining the Ascension Pill was not a difficult task for him. Just have the experience of the Transition Tribulation Pill and use it with one mind. What really made him feel difficult was the trouble caused by the shattered witch soul. This is different from the Nascent Soul, and he had no idea for a while.

"If you want to reshape the witch soul, the quality of such a pill should be above the immortal pill..." Ye Xiu frowned and his expression became irritated. According to his current understanding, the essence of the immortal ascension pill of the Yuhua Sect is just an ordinary elixir. The witch soul is too strong. If you want to reshape it, it is not possible to solve the problem with such a pill. However, if you want to reshape the real immortal pill, let alone he does not have a pill prescription now. The materials needed alone are not something that the sixth-grade Yuhua Sect can provide to him.

"If I practice "Immortal God's Lesson" again, what would the effect be?" Ye Xiu looked at the Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng beside him, and the magic medicines that were not bad for the years sent by the Yuhua Gate, which was enough for him to start over. His mind moved slightly. The "Immortal God's Lesson" was activated with a "buzz!", and his body continued to condense, converting the powerful true energy into the power of qi and blood. Before he could be happy, a feeling of palpitations instantly hit his heart. This was a sign of danger? For a strong man like him, his eyes might even be deceiving, but the feeling of dangerous omen would not be.

"This... a world is suppressing the practice of witch Taoism?" Ye Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. Before the breath of death could completely cover the alchemy room, he quickly stopped practicing. The aura of destruction, which was thousands of times more terrifying than Qiu Wanya, lingered over his head for a long time before gradually dissipating.

"Is this really a practice targeting the Immortal God's Art?"

Buzzing!

Ye Xiu hummed, did not give up, and then ran the "Immortal God's Art" again.

Not beyond his expectations.

The aura suddenly came out again, even much more terrifying than the previous one.

He was also silently experiencing what this aura was and why he was practicing "Immortal God's Lesson". He was sitting cross-legged in the alchemy room and was still experimenting continuously, while Cao Qingyang and others who were stationed outside were a little miserable.

"Sect Master, for no reason, how could a catastrophe cloud suddenly condense above our Yuhua Sect..." An elder in the late stage of the tribulation looked at the dark clouds that had lasted for thousands of miles above his head, swallowed his saliva and looked at Cao Qingyang with a pale face, and said, "It's hard...can't it be true that there are people in our Yuhua Sect, and we are going to get through the tribulation without saying a word?"

When he heard the word "tribulation", even Wang Chengyun, who had just walked back from the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, showed a hint of fear on his face. If such a disaster cloud was knocked down, it would be enough to razed the main peak of their Yuhuamen to the ground.

No wonder they were horrified!

"It's not a catastrophe cloud." Cao Qingyang shook his head, and the expression on his face continued to change. Yu Guang stayed in the alchemy room for a moment, slowly said: "I have been fortunate to see the scene when I passed the tribulation and ascend to immortality twice, and it is far less terrifying than before my eyes. What's more, even if the tribulation is a life of death, there is still a trace of vitality. The current tribulation cloud does not seem to have left life. Not to mention the tribulation realm, if it hits it, even the immortals may... "

Hearing Cao Qingyang's reminder, Wang Chengyun, who had already walked back, frowned slightly, and looked at the top of his head blankly. The catastrophe cloud that had lasted for three thousand miles, muttered uncertainly, saying, "This scene does not look like someone is passing through the tribulation and ascending to immortality. Why do I feel that, in which ancient book should have seen such a description..."
Chapter completed!