The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

"This elixir can bring back the dead and turn bones into flesh. It is the sect treasure of the Feitian Sect, a major sect in Yalongling. It is composed of three elixirs: Red Flower Shennong Paste, Apricot Yellow Heart Protecting Pill, and Blood Activating and Victory Pill. Each of them alone is enough to shock many people, not to mention the combination of the three. Its medicinal effect is incredible."

"When the three are combined into one, it becomes the Three Treasures All-Cure Ointment. No matter how severe the injury is, as long as there is a breath left, the dead can be brought back to life."

"This is the recipe for the Sanbao Wanying Ointment. Take a look."

Ye Yang took the prescription and his heart suddenly tightened.

The Sanbao Wanying Ointment is the sect's treasure, and the recipe has always been kept strictly guarded. Even among the sect's disciples, very few have access to the complete refining method.

Now that the recipe for the elixir appeared in the hands of an outsider, how could he not be shocked?

Could it be that there is a traitor in Feitianmen?

Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, but still took the jade slip and probed his spiritual sense into it. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that the refining method recorded in the jade slip was incomplete, and many key points were blurred out.

Moreover, there are many differences between this method and the refining method of the Sanbao Wanying Ointment in Feitian Sect.

The authentic Sanbao Wanying Ointment is made by the technique of water-based alchemy.

This pill recipe records the fire-based refining technique, and the proportions of medicinal materials and refining steps are very different from the original version.

It was not until he finished reading it that he suddenly realized what was going on and his tense expression relaxed.

Ye Yang raised his head, with a hint of relief in his tone.

The old man nodded.

"Yes, fellow Daoist has a broad vision. The jade slip contains a replica. The Three Treasures All-Response Cream of Feitian Sect is a secret technique of the sect. How can it be obtained easily?"

"This simplified version of the recipe is not as good as the original one, but it also took a lot of effort. I found a new way and turned it into a fire-based recipe. Although the effect is much worse, it can still be called a healing elixir."

"But even so, it is enough to attract countless people to compete for it."

Ye Yang praised a few words and then spoke again.

"But this simplified version of the Sanbao Wanying Ointment is probably less than 30% as effective as the original one."

The old man smiled slightly, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

"30%? To have 10% of the effect of the original version is already shocking enough. Do you know that even this 10% effect is enough to drive countless people crazy?"

After Ye Yang knew the old man's plan, he said nothing more and just put away the pill.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze was like two sharp cold rays.

It was as if he wanted to analyze every subtle expression of Ye Yang thoroughly, trying to find even the slightest flaw in his expression and behavior.

Silence spread between the two of them, like an invisible net, tightly enveloping them.

After a long while, the old man finally spoke slowly, his voice low and with a hint of calm tentativeness.

"Fellow Daoist, I see that you are very skilled in alchemy and your knowledge is extraordinary. I wonder which school or sect you learned from?"

Ye Yang's expression remained calm, as if this sudden question did not cause any ripples in his heart.

But actually.

His mind had already been like a precision-operated machine, and he had prepared a response plan.

He bowed slightly, his posture upright, and his tone calm but respectful.

"Thank you for your praise, senior. My name is Bai Wuya. Since I was young, I have followed my master to practice in the immortal mountains overseas. My master's sect is a large hermit sect. They always keep a low profile, so my name is not suitable to be spread to outsiders."

When the old man heard this, his brows unconsciously frowned slightly, like ripples on the surface of a lake blown by a breeze.

A barely perceptible hint of doubt flashed across his eyes for a moment.

During these long years, he had experienced many ups and downs in the martial arts world, and had more or less known about the major sects and hidden families in the martial arts world. However, he had never heard of the so-called hermit sect in the fairy mountains overseas.

However, Ye Yang in front of him spoke calmly, as if he was stating something very ordinary. His expression was calm and composed without any fluctuations, which made it difficult for the old man to judge whether what he said was true or false.

"Overseas fairy mountain..."

The old man murmured again in a low voice, and his voice seemed to be dragged into endless thoughts by these four words. After thinking for a moment, he slowly shook his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Since you don't want to say more, I won't ask any more questions."

The fairy mountain overseas is located in a very secret place, deep in the boundless ocean. It is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, like a fairyland.

At the same time, there are also countless hermits and masters hiding here. Even if ordinary people spend their entire lives, it is difficult to find their traces.

The corners of Ye Yang's mouth rose slightly, revealing a perfect smile, with a hint of humility in his tone.

"Senior, you are so kind, I am really grateful, but my sect has strict instructions not to reveal the sect's affairs to outsiders easily, I hope you can understand."

The old man waved his hand gently, with a look of relief, as if his doubts had been blown away by the wind.

"It's okay, it's okay. People like me who practice cultivation all have our own secrets. I naturally understand this truth and will not force you."

In the dark area.

The candlelight was dim, illuminating the old man's deep and solemn face.

He stood with his hands behind his back in front of an ancient stone wall, his brow furrowed and his eyes sharp, as if he wanted to see through the thick stone wall and discover some truth hidden in the mist.

"Bai Wutian... the fairy mountain overseas..."

The old man murmured in a low voice, with a hint of doubt and unwillingness in his tone.

During this period, he sent out his most capable spies to inquire about the origins of this "Bai Wuya".

However, to his surprise, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace of this person.

It was as if this person really jumped out from between a rock, with no past and no trace.

"How is this possible?"

The old man muttered to himself, and his voice echoed in the empty stone chamber.

He has lived for so many years and met countless strange people, but he has never met such a mysterious person.

How could a person with such superb alchemy skills be completely unknown?

What's more, Ye Yang's alchemy skills are skillful and sophisticated, and it is obvious that he is not a novice.

How could such a person have no background?

However, the facts are there.

His men searched almost every possible place, even using the intelligence network in the building, but still found nothing.

This made the old man feel confused and helpless.

The old man frowned slightly, feeling a little shaken in his heart.

Although he had never seen the fairy mountain overseas with his own eyes, he had heard some rumors about it.

It is said that in the depths of the vast ocean, there are some isolated hermit sects hidden, and the disciples in the sect are all rare geniuses.

If Bai Wuya really came from there, it would make sense.

Thinking of this, the old man's expression gradually relaxed.

“That’s all…”

The old man sighed softly, with a hint of relief in his tone.

"As long as this person has no ulterior motives and can be used by me, that's good enough."

And the other side.

Ye Yang gently pushed open the door of the quiet room that Yubao Tower had arranged for him.

As he took a step inside, his eyes quickly swept around like a torch, and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Through the window, you can see the mountains in the distance, which are like an ink-dyed painting, with rolling hills and dark green mountains.

The lingering clouds rise up among the mountains like a veil, like a natural landscape painting, hanging perfectly on the wall.

The furnishings in the room were extremely luxurious. In a corner of the quiet room, there was a woman in a veil with a graceful figure and picturesque eyes and eyebrows.

At this moment, he is playing the piano quietly, his slender fingers plucking the strings lightly. The melodious sound of the piano pours out like a gurgling stream, as if there is a magical power that can wash away the dust in people's hearts one by one.

"Sir, I have already warmed the bed for you."

She stood up, bent to one side, and waited quietly for Ye Yang to taste it.

However, Ye Yang's expression remained calm, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he quickly checked the surroundings carefully.

"You step back first."

Hearing what Ye Yang said, the woman stood up, revealing a pair of slender and white legs. She wanted to speak, but was stopped by Ye Yang.

She had no choice but to hold the piano and slowly back out.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

Ye Yang walked to the bed, then raised his hand and waved it gently. An invisible magical power surged out, instantly closing the doors and windows tightly. The noise from the outside world was immediately isolated, and the entire quiet room fell into silence.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged and took out a few formation flags. The flags fell around the space and immediately disappeared into nothingness, propping up a blue light around him, isolating everything from the outside world.

The next moment.

Ye Yang quickly formed seals with his hands, and the magic power in his body began to flow slowly like a rushing river.

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In an instant, a faint golden light appeared around him. This golden light was like the glow of morning light. Although it was not dazzling, it contained endless power.

Ye Yang pondered secretly in his heart, then sat cross-legged again, devoting himself to the practice of Wanxiang Futu Jue in order to consolidate his own cultivation.

The golden light around him became brighter and brighter, and his aura gradually became deeper and heavier, like a towering mountain that would always stand firm no matter how the outside world changed.

Outside the quiet room, the hustle and bustle of the ghost market was still as lively as usual.

The sounds of hawking, fighting, chatting and laughing are intertwined together, as if it is a never-ending symphony.

"The Secret of the All-Seeing Buddha..."

Ye Yang recited silently in his heart.

He has now reached the initial stage of Yuanshen Dao Realm, and seems to be only one step away from the middle stage of Yuanshen Dao Realm.

However, this seemingly close step is not as simple as imagined.

The further you advance in your cultivation, the more difficult it becomes to make progress.

The middle stage of Yuanshen Dao Realm is a completely different level of realm. To break through this realm, not only does it require a deep accumulation of mana.

At this moment, Ye Yang slowly closed his eyes, concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, completely sinking his mind into his dantian.

In that dark and mysterious world, he could clearly feel the magic power in his body flowing like surging waves.

He carefully guided this force, trying to find a subtle opportunity to break through the bottleneck.

Time passed slowly in silence, and every minute and every second seemed to be a test of his will.

After a long time, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes, like a bolt of lightning that cut through the darkness.

He slowly stood up, raised his hand and waved it gently. With a fluctuation of magic power, the Ice Soul Flower that he had obtained from the Beast Demon Sect suddenly appeared in his hand.

And in front of him was the Yin-Yang Furnace.

The Ice Soul Flower is like a fine work of art, crystal clear and emitting a biting chill, as if it could freeze the surrounding air into ice.

The Yin-Yang Furnace, on the other hand, appears simple and heavy, with densely packed mysterious runes engraved on the body of the furnace.

These runes seem to be ancient spells, containing the mysteries of the yin and yang energies between heaven and earth. The yin and yang energies are faintly flowing and circling around the furnace, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

“Xuanlan Magic Pill…”

Ye Yang whispered to himself, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

The Xuanlan Magic Pill is a top-grade pill that is specially designed to help Yuanshen Dao realm cultivators improve their cultivation. Its preciousness is self-evident.

If he could successfully refine this pill, his chances of breaking through to the middle stage of Yuanshen Dao realm would undoubtedly be greatly increased.

In the center of the quiet meditation room, Ye Yang sat cross-legged, his aura calm and restrained.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Furnace was placed in front of Ye Yang.

The originally red and blue alchemy furnace was infused with Ye Yang's magic power.

The furnace body seems to be divided into two, one half is a warm milky white, like the morning mist, exuding a soft breath.

The other half is a deep inky black color, just like the deep night, containing mysterious power.

The yin and yang energies flow slowly in the furnace, as if interpreting the eternal laws of heaven and earth, endlessly.

Ye Yang looked solemn and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy in the quiet room into his body.

Then, his fingertips flashed with light, and a drop of crystal clear water quietly condensed. This was the starting point of the water alchemy technique - condensing water as a guide.

I saw the water droplets drawing a graceful and agile arc in the air, just like a falling meteor, and fell precisely into the alchemy furnace.

"rise!"

Ye Yang suddenly shouted in a low voice, his voice like a loud bell, echoing in the quiet room.

At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, and his movements were as natural and smooth as flowing water.

In an instant, the Yin-Yang Furnace burst into a soft and holy light, and the runes engraved on the furnace lit up one by one like awakened elves, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Ye Yang carefully took out a Ice Soul Flower. This magical medicine looked like a sculpture made of ice and jade. It was crystal clear all over, like the most perfect work of art in the world.

However, the biting coldness it exudes seems to penetrate the bone marrow and make people shudder. On the petals, dense ice crystals like frost condense, and under the reflection of the light, they flicker with tiny cold light.

Just as the Ice Soul Flower was about to be put into the alchemy furnace, Ye Yang keenly noticed something strange. His brows slightly frowned, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle.

Almost at the same time, the water droplets on his fingertips suddenly split apart with a "puff" sound, turning into dozens of tiny water droplets, which quickly arranged and combined in the air to form a profound and mysterious formation.

In a flash, Ye Yang's hands changed the spells quickly like a phantom, and the formation formed by water droplets slowly rotated, like a small whirlpool, firmly wrapping the Ice Soul Flower inside.

"Congeal!"

Ye Yang shouted again. Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to contain endless power.

Following this order, the water drop formation suddenly shrank, like an airtight net, forcing out the evil energy.

All that was heard was a crisp shattering sound from the Ice Soul Flower, as if it was cheering for breaking free from its restraints. All the frost on the surface fell off, revealing more crystal clear and delicate petals.

Only then did Ye Yang feel at ease and put the Ice Soul Flower into the alchemy furnace.

In an instant, a bone-chilling chill suddenly rose from the Yin-Yang Furnace, as if it was going to freeze the entire quiet room.

The runes on the furnace wall were stimulated by the cold air and began to flash rapidly, with the light flickering, as if they were engaged in a fierce struggle.

Ye Yang did not dare to be negligent, and immediately took out the other auxiliary medicines and put them into the furnace one by one according to the specific order he had memorized. Every time he put in a medicine, he was fully focused, as if he was completing a sacred and solemn ceremony.

At this point, the most critical step in alchemy officially begins.

Ye Yang's hands were like two dancing butterflies, leaving blurry afterimages in the air.

One after another, water-attributed spells shot into the alchemy furnace like meteors, and each spell contained his profound spiritual power and superb skills.

Under his control, the medicine liquid in the furnace sometimes flows like a trickle, gentle and soothing, and sometimes like a surging storm, majestic and powerful, as if it is going to break through all obstacles.

The yin and yang energies circulate in an orderly manner in the furnace, like two loyal guards, removing impurities from the medicine bit by bit, making it increasingly pure.

"Certainly!"

The next moment.

Ye Yang quickly formed an extremely complicated hand seal with his hands, and the Three Treasures Spirit River roared out, drilling out from the palm of his hand, like a flood breaking through a dam, gushing out madly and pouring into the alchemy furnace.

After the Sanbao Ling River flowed into it.

Instead, there was a strange humming sound coming from the furnace.

The humming sound in the furnace became louder and louder, as if playing a grand symphony.

The yin and yang energies also began to surge violently, like two giant dragons entangled with each other, dancing wildly in the furnace.

"Condense the pill!" Ye Yang shouted softly, and a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from the pill furnace. The light was like a scorching sun, instantly dyeing the entire quiet room azure blue.

The air is filled with a refreshing medicinal fragrance, which is the smell of success and is intoxicating.

Ye Yang let out a long sigh, his tense nerves finally relaxing.

At this time, the lid of the Yin-Yang furnace opened automatically and slowly, and three blue pills slowly rose up, like three bright stars, each emitting a bright light. (End of this chapter)