"Taiyin real fire? Silvermoon, do you remember anything again? Ye Changsheng asked.

"Well, when I saw this Ding, some memories came to my mind!" Silver Moon's slightly ethereal voice came.

When Ye Changsheng heard this, he was a little silent for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "I think you seem to have changed a little now, a little different from before!" ”

Hearing this, Yinyue suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Fang sighed faintly and said: "These things that I suddenly remembered were very long, like another person, which made me a little scared. But most of the memories still can't be recalled. ”

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in her tone.

"It's always good to remember something. Maybe over time, you'll finally remember everything! After being silent for a while, Ye Changsheng comforted in a gentle tone.

"Maybe." Silver Moon muttered in an inaudible voice.

Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the small red flame trapped by the silver light in front of him, this flame was like a living thing, full of spirituality.

It constantly transforms into various miniature birds that rush to the left and right, as if trying to escape.

"Is this the true fire of Taiyin?"

"This should be the Taiyin True Fire that has just been born not long ago, otherwise the power would not be so weak, but if this fire is cultivated to a high level, the power in the future will definitely be above the Dry Blue Ice Flame and the Star Spirit Purple Flame." Silver Moon explained softly.

"Then it seems that I am really lucky, I actually encountered a trace of Taiyin True Fire in this kind of place!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile on his face.

"Well, it's indeed a coincidence that Taiyin True Fire can be born in this Ding!"

"In the future, the master can let the Taiyin True Fire devour the Dry Blue Ice Flame, so that he may be able to 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 realm 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 this: "What you said is reasonable, but before that, I have to refine this fire first, it has a trace of spirituality, and it is not so easy to refine." ”

"For the master, refining this fire is just to take a little more time, but this fire is best to absorb a trace of the true fire of the sun, so that under the intersection of yin and yang, the power will be extremely great!" Yinyue said with a smile again.

"Sun essence fire, I have already planned it, this time I left Kunwu Mountain, let's go find this flame!" Ye Changsheng said softly.

The dry blue ice flame in his hand condensed into a bead, enveloping the Taiyin True Fire in it.

Then, he put it in a jade box, pasted a few talismans and imprisoned it, waiting for time to refine this flame.

After doing all this, his eyes looked at the Juding that was unusually quiet at the moment.

His body was suspended in the air, and his eyes looked at the inside of the ding, which was very empty, with only a small mass of things lying down.

With a "whoosh", Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a shiny thing flew out of the tripod and fell into his hand.

It was a transparent fist-sized mass, warm as a warm jade, but slightly elastic when pressed with five fingers.

"After so many thousands of years of non-stop training, no matter what this tripod originally was, it has become strange by now." Yinyue said with a chuckle.

Ye Changsheng shook his head, and didn't explore what this material meant, and directly put it into the storage bag.

Then he pressed one hand on the giant ding, and the originally quiet giant ding immediately trembled, and then shrank sharply.

In the blink of an eye, a miniature tripod half a foot in size appeared in front of him and let out a clear sound.

Ye Changsheng waved his sleeves and put the tripod away, and then after glancing at the dozen or so red fire pillars, he pulled out all these fire pillars with a wave of his big hand, shrunk them and put them away.

Although these fire dragon pillars have not been channeled into treasures on their own like the giant ding, they have been spitting out earth fire for so many years, which has also turned these magic weapons into extraordinary items.

After glancing around a few times and confirming that nothing was missing, Ye Changsheng walked out of this hall with a smile.

At the same time, Bai Yaoyi and the others also finished exploring the path they chose, left those buildings, and walked outside.

In places like Kunwu Hall and Demon Suppression Tower, the monks of the Ye family were still struggling to break the prohibitions left by the ancient monks in these places, and soon met these monks who came later.

Clashes erupted.

When Ye Changsheng returned to the white jade square, he stood and waited for a while, and soon saw Han Li's figure appear here.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yaoyi, the old man surnamed Fu, the beautiful woman in black and others all walked out of their respective paths.

"Look, everyone is safe and sound!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile on his face.

"Haha, I can gain something here, this trip is not in vain!" The rich old man said with a smile.

The rest of the people all had a hint of satisfaction on their faces, and they all looked like they had gained a lot.

Seeing this, Ye Changsheng nodded, and suddenly said, "Ye has already sensed several powerful breaths from this mountain!" ”

"If you fellow Daoists don't have much ambition, it's a good time to leave now, otherwise I'm afraid there will be danger next!"

After getting acquainted, Ye Changsheng gave these people a piece of advice.

This trip to Kunwu Mountain, because of his presence, Han Lao Mo's group annihilation aura failed to launch after all.

The rich old man and the beautiful woman in black were lucky to survive.

But if they don't know what to do, and if they get greedy and continue to go somewhere else, then there is probably something wrong.

As far as Ye Changsheng knew, the corpse bear in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley was holding an imitation demon dragon blade, wantonly killing the human primordial infant cultivator in this Kunwu Mountain.

An old man surnamed Fu is a mid-infant monk, if he is attacked by the corpse bear, he will most likely die.

"To have such a harvest, the concubine body is already satisfied, and then I plan to leave this place and return to the Xiaoji Palace!" Bai Yaoyi smiled and said softly.

She believed Ye Changsheng's words very much.

The rich old man and the beautiful woman in black have come along the way, and they already have a little understanding of Ye Changsheng's temperament.

Hearing his words, the two of them showed a solemn look on their faces, and the old man surnamed Fu arched his hand and said, "Even if Brother Ye doesn't say it, my sister and I plan to go back!" ”

"Along the way, thank you Brother Ye for taking care of us, if it weren't for Brother Ye, we might have died in the Yin Yang Cave, under the hands of the Silver-winged Yaksha!"

The words of the rich old man were filled with genuine gratitude.

These words also came from the heart.

If he had always been wary of Ye Changsheng, he was afraid that the other party would suddenly make a move and kill their senior brothers and sisters.

Now, he no longer has such doubts.

If the other party had murderous intent towards them, they would have easily killed them a long time ago, so what use was it until now.

"White fairy, let's leave together!" The beautiful woman in black said to Bai Yaoyi.

Ye Changsheng nodded when he heard this, and said: "The exit to leave should be the entrance where the old demon enters, the three of you join forces, even if you meet the great monk, you don't have to be afraid!" ”

"Does Brother Han want to stay here?" The rich old man looked at Han Li and asked.

Han Li's face showed a deep expression, and after a moment, he said softly, "Han still wants to go to other places to see, so he won't go out with the three Daoists!" ”

Seeing Han Li's attitude, the old man surnamed Fu nodded and said no more.

Although along the way, Ye Changsheng had always been the one who had shined brightly, and Han Li had rarely shown himself.

However, the old man surnamed Fu and the others could still deduce from the clues that Han Li was probably not simple.

This pair of brothers and sisters is more perverted than the other.

The senior brother can easily kill the great monk, and although the junior brother is still in the middle stage, I am afraid that he does not have much fear of the previous great monk.

This kind of dangerous place is a stage reserved for people like them.

And ordinary Yuanying monks such as the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi had better avoid this kind of dangerous place.

After watching the three of them leave, Ye Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He didn't care much about the life or death of the two senior brothers and sisters of the Nine Shadows Sect, but he was a little worried about Bai Yaoyi's daughter.

If she died in this Kunwu Mountain, Ye Changsheng would have many regrets in his heart.

"That corpse bear should have entered the Demon Suppression Tower, Gui Ling and the Lion Beast should also go to the Kunwu Palace, and the three of them can be threatened below, that is, Xuan Qingzi and Qimiao Zhenren!"

"But those two people, most of them will be happy to see them leave Kunwu Mountain, and it is impossible to stop them!"

"That way, they won't have a problem getting out of here safely!"

Ye Changsheng thought so in his heart, looked at Han Li again, and asked, "Where does Senior Brother Han want to go next?" ”

Han Li's eyes glanced at the three paths of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, the Kunwu Palace, and the Demon Suppression Tower, then smiled and said, "Senior Brother, let's choose first!" ”

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I'm welcome, I'll go to the Kunwu Palace!" Ye Changsheng said lightly.

"Then the junior brother has no choice but to go to the Lingbao Pavilion to have a look!" Han Li smiled and said.

"In that case, then Senior Brother Han, we'll meet later!" Ye Changsheng clenched his fists and said, and then walked in the direction of Kunwu Palace.

Walking along the stone steps, Ye Changsheng came to an open place that was several times larger than the previous White Jade Square.

It was a tattered place, as if there had been a fierce battle.

On the ground lay some broken bronze lions, which looked like some kind of puppets, scattered here.

And in the middle of the bronze lions, one or two corpses fell to the ground, in a miserable death.

Seeing the appearance of the old man with some familiar black crown, Ye Changsheng immediately knew that this was several elders of the Ye family.

There was a big hole in the chest of the old man with a black crown, and there was still a trace of claw marks on it, and the flesh and blood were charred black, and there was still a trace of electric light.

"Was this killed by lions?" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.

He looked around, and the Ye family had lost two Yuanying monks here.

There was a deep groan in his eyes, and after Ye Changsheng looked around for a moment, he walked forward.

He came to a mountain gate completely made of fine jasper, which was the gate to the Kunwu Temple.

Through this open gate, along a white stone road in the middle, a huge and simple palace can be faintly seen more than a thousand zhang away, which is majestic and abnormal.

And at this moment, the stone road behind this gate is really an embarrassing and abnormal scene.

Huge trees, as if they had been cut down, fell on both sides of the road.

Each of these giant trees is twenty or thirty feet tall, and both the branches and leaves and the trunk are extremely charred, but they give people a sense of luxuriance and prosperity.

"The Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood has been cut down, it seems that those two monsters have arrived in the Kunwu Palace!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.

In front of him, these giant trees that fell to the ground were an ancient spirit wood called the Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood, and after being planted, it could produce a natural prohibition called Golden Magnetic Gravity on its own.

Once anyone stepped into the area of influence of these spirit trees, they would be added to the invisible magneto-optical gravity of this tree, and it would be difficult to move an inch.

The more spirit trees planted, the stronger this gravity prohibition becomes, judging from the density of the golden magnetic spirit trees that have been cut down on this road, I am afraid that if the average human Yuan Infant Cultivator is defenseless and directly steps into this forbidden field, his body will be crushed in an instant.

Changing to a demon beast, even if it is an eighth-level shape-shifting demon beast, most of them can't withstand this kind of gravity.

What's more, every tree here is inscribed with the ancient Great Wheel of Light Descending Spell.

The ancient monks carved this spell in the golden magnetic spirit wood, naturally to prevent the four monsters guarding the mountain from breaking into the Kunwu Hall and retrieving their life cards.

But looking at the appearance of the golden magnetic spirit wood here being cut down, most of those demon beasts have already broken into the Kunwu Hall in front.

After Ye Changsheng's eyes flashed, he continued to walk forward, passing through this long street full of fallen golden magnetic spirit trees, and came to the end.

There are two more corpses under his feet, and they are still the Yuan Infant Cultivators of the Ye family.

And in front of a magnificent hall appeared, at the top of the hall twenty or thirty zhang high gate, hung a strange plaque that was not gold and non-wood, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced to write "Kunwu Palace" three big golden ancient texts.

The door of the hall was open, and Ye Changsheng could easily see the scene in the hall.

A large dense patch of silver silk threads appeared in front of him, and these silver threads erupted from the hundreds of stone pillars held by one person in the main hall.

Northern Lights!

In the Falling Demon Valley, Ye Changsheng had seen this kind of thing, but this time, the Northern Yuan Light did not emanate from the stone mountain, but from this specially refined stone pillar magic weapon.

These Northern Rays submerged the entire hall, and it was impossible to see what was behind the hall.

Ye Changsheng stood outside the main hall, a black ring appeared on his hand, and after looking at the hall lightly for a while, he walked towards it.

(End of chapter)