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

Traveling strange Taoist business.

Ye Yang naturally knew that the other party was wandering around between heaven and earth, and was listed on the list of strange people and things in the cultivation world.

The strange figure that appears at will in any place in the cultivation world, and the elusive phantom in the dark night are all unpredictable.

"A wandering Taoist merchant... a Yin-Yang mother and child witch..."

Ye Yang murmured softly, his brows unconsciously furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川" character.

The whereabouts of Yougui Taoist merchant are erratic and mysterious, and every time he appears he looks like a ghost.

The Yin-Yang witches are equally frightening.

Both belong to the same strange lineage.

Perhaps they originated from the same mysterious source, so it was not surprising for him to see the two of them connected.

Especially when he thought about what this old man had just done, how he had killed Yuan Yidaozu so cleanly and neatly, he felt a chill in his heart.

Ye Yang smiled, looked at the Leopard Demon and spoke.

"After the old Pengmo went to Beiming for retreat, he asked me to tell you something. Cangyun Mountain still needs your care."

Ye Yang looked calm and spoke in a calm tone. Although it was calm, his tone naturally carried an unquestionable majesty.

"You must be extremely alert and take good care of it. Don't be negligent or lax in the slightest."

When the Leopard Demon heard this, he nodded vigorously, shaking his huge head up and down, with an extremely sincere attitude.

"Please rest assured, senior. I will do my best, even if it costs my life, to ensure that Cang Yun Mountain will not make any mistakes."

Ye Yang nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible glimmer of approval in his eyes.

Although the leopard demon looked fierce and had a reckless personality, he was loyal to him. This sincerity really made him feel gratified.

Just as Ye Yang was about to turn around and leave, the Leopard Demon suddenly hesitated and spoke, with some hesitation and uneasiness in his tone.

"Senior, I have something that I have been wondering about, but I don't know if I should ask."

Ye Yang stopped, turned his head slowly, and looked at the Leopard Demon calmly: "You can say whatever you want."

The Leopard Demon lowered his voice and spoke carefully.

"When I broke through the realm before, I truly felt a powerful force secretly helping me. I wonder... whether it was done by the senior."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang did not answer immediately, but just looked at the Leopard Demon quietly. His eyes were deep and calm, like a bottomless pool.

However, with just one glance, the leopard demon instantly understood everything.

From Ye Yang's calm eyes, he read a positive answer.

The Leopard Demon's heart was shocked as if struck by thunder, and he immediately knelt on one knee with a plop, his attitude extremely respectful.

"Thank you for your great help, Senior! I am deeply grateful. In this life, I will swear to follow Senior Pengmo until death, without any second thoughts!"

It's late at night.

The biting mountain wind blew Ye Yang's clothes wantonly.

The Leopard Demon looked into the distance and saw rolling mountains in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a dream.

He raised his head and wanted to look for Ye Yang again, only to find that Ye Yang had disappeared.

The other side.

Ye Yang's figure was as fast as lightning. After a few rises and falls, he disappeared into the vast sky, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

He held the immortal spirit in his hands, and especially after talking with Yuan Yidaozu, he understood the importance of this immortal spirit.

Along the way, Ye Yang took the small path because he had a treasure in his hand and also to avoid alerting the enemy.

Fortunately, there were no unexpected problems on the road.

After returning to Feitian Sect, he did not rush to deal with the complicated sect affairs, but went straight to the quiet room.

As soon as he entered the cave, he skillfully opened the formation, quickly tapped his fingers on the formation plate, and muttered something.

Following a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, the cave was soon enveloped by a layer of faint spiritual light, blocking outsiders from observing.

This layer of spiritual light is like a layer of transparent gauze, flickering with soft light, completely separating the entire quiet room from the outside world.

Ye Yang slowly walked to the cushion in the center of the quiet room and sat cross-legged.

After finishing all this.

Ye Yang looked calm, sitting cross-legged on the cushion with his eyes closed. His aura gradually merged with the surrounding environment.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Then he raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a fairy spirit emitting soft light, like a lively elf, flew out lightly from the storage bag and slowly floated in the air.

At this moment, under Ye Yang's annotation, the fairy spirit was so pure that it was almost transparent, just like the dewdrops on the lotus leaves in the early morning, emitting a faint, soft light.

It seems to contain endless vitality and vigorous power, which makes people yearn for it.

"The spirit of the immortals... is indeed as good as its reputation says. It is extraordinary."

Looking at the fairy spirit, Ye Yang whispered to himself, and the next moment, he raised his hand and waved it, and a vast spiritual river flashing with three-color light emerged from his sleeves.

The spiritual river roared out from the storage ring and instantly turned into a crystal clear, sparkling wave, surrounding his body.

Ye Yang tried to carefully introduce the immortal spirit into the Sanbao Spiritual River.

He hoped to use the power of the Three Treasures Spiritual River to refine the spirituality of the immortal spirit and extract the essence for his own use.

However, something happened that surprised Ye Yang.

As soon as the immortal spirit touched the water of the Sanbao Ling River.

The mighty Sanbao Linghe River began to tremble slightly, as if it could not bear the weight and could break at any time.

Seeing this, Ye Yang frowned slightly and sighed inwardly.

"The quality of the Three Treasures Spiritual River is still too low. It is simply unable to withstand and refine the majestic power of this immortal spirit energy."

He reluctantly took back the Sanbao Linghe River and fell into a brief contemplation.

After a moment, a firm and resolute light flashed in his eyes.

As his strength continued to improve and increase, the Three Treasures Spiritual River was no longer of any use.

When one is at the True Person realm, many spiritual materials and elixirs can be refined by the Three Treasures Spiritual River, but after reaching the Taoist realm.

Because the quality of the materials encountered is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, the role that the Sanbao Linghe can play is not as great as imagined.

All water species in the world are extremely precious, especially those rare water species that can improve the quality of magical weapons, which are hard to come by.

However, for Ye Yang now, it is not that he is completely clueless and in the dark.

He once happened to see the approximate whereabouts of several rare aquatic species in an old yellowed book.

Among them is a kind of water called "Xuanming True Water", which is also the dream of all the alchemists in the world who practice water alchemy.

"Mysterious True Water... It is said to be located in the extremely cold land of the far north. It is the coldest and most yin water in the world, and possesses infinite power."

“If we are lucky enough to obtain it, the quality of the Sanbao Spiritual River will definitely be greatly improved.”

Ye Yang murmured softly, secretly thinking about his next plan in his mind.

However, the most urgent task at the moment is to concentrate on refining this hard-earned immortal spirit.

Ye Yang gathered his mind, put aside all distracting thoughts, raised his hand and waved it. The Yin-Yang Furnace slowly flew out of the storage ring like a bright star and hovered steadily in front of him.

This Yin-Yang Baking Furnace is a relic left behind by Taoist Lei Jie. Its quality is so high that it is hard to imagine.

That is to say, because the Yubao Tower has the support of the Dayun Dynasty, it was able to obtain such treasures from the ruins in various places.

With this thing, it would be a waste of all the time and effort he spent to refine pills for the Yubao Tower.

The next moment, Ye Yang pointed with one hand and slowly introduced the immortal spirit into the Yin-Yang Furnace.

Then he quickly made hand gestures and muttered something to activate the Yin and Yang fire in the furnace.

In an instant, the black and white flames in the furnace rose up, and the yin and yang forces intertwined and collided to produce a dazzling light.

The fairy spirit slowly rotates in this blazing flame.

It was as if it was carefully carved by a pair of invisible hands and gradually refined into strands of incomparably pure spiritual power.

Ye Yang closed his eyes and concentrated, practicing his skills with his whole body, bringing the refined immortal spirit energy into his body bit by bit.

As soon as the spiritual power entered his body, it turned into a warm and gentle force that quickly penetrated into his limbs and bones like a trickle of water.

At this moment, every cell in his body seemed to be cheering and absorbing this powerful force to its heart's content.

Ye Yang simply felt extremely comfortable all over, as if he had been reborn, and his cultivation was also steadily improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It is indeed the spirit of the immortals, possessing great power that ordinary people cannot imagine."

"This effect is several times greater than ordinary spiritual energy."

Ye Yang was secretly delighted, and then he immersed himself in refining with greater concentration, as if he was in a secluded holy place for cultivation.

Time passed quietly without him noticing, and Ye Yang was completely immersed in the wonderful world of cultivation.

He turned a deaf ear to the disturbances in the outside world. Until several hours later,

He slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like a meteor across the night sky.

"The refining of the immortal spirit energy is going much more smoothly than I expected. At this rate, it won't be long before my cultivation level reaches a higher level."

Ye Yang whispered to himself, his tone full of expectation and longing.

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He stood up slowly and stretched his slightly stiff muscles.

Then he raised his hand and put the Yin-Yang Furnace back steadily into the storage ring.

Ye Yang was immersed in the wonderful practice of refining immortal spirit energy, and his body was shrouded in a faint halo.

…

And just when Ye Yang was refining the immortal spirit.

The influence of the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony gradually spread to all parts of the cultivation world.

The entire cultivation world was like a huge earthquake, with discussions everywhere.

"What's going on? This time, the Heaven Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony of the Dayun Dynasty seems to have undergone unusual changes?"

A white-haired elder, with a frown on his face, speculated solemnly.

"Is something earth-shattering going to happen?"

"Quick, send someone to investigate immediately!"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the cultivation world.

Countless monks looked up at the sky, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

At the same time, a shocking piece of news spread quickly among all major forces like wildfire.

This time, the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony of the Dayun Dynasty was very different from the previous ones. It was said that many people entered the imperial mausoleum, but none of them appeared.

What's more, it was said that the Dayun Dynasty regarded the monks who participated in the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony as nourishment for their practice, and as cattle and sheep for sacrifice to heaven and earth.

After this news came out, countless people were extremely shocked.

This ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods and ghosts has always been a grand and mysterious ceremony held every hundred years in the Dayun Dynasty.

It was mainly based on barter. At the same time, according to rumors, the Heaven Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony was the bridge for the Dayun Dynasty to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth.

Through this ceremony, the mysterious power of ghosts and gods can be used to bring endless luck to the dynasty and bless it with prosperity.

However, this time, an unprecedented change occurred in the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Ceremony, which broke people's inherent understanding of it.

"It is said that many people died this time, even the Yuanshen Taoist priests perished!"

A monk who was well-informed about the gossip was telling others about it with an excited look on his face and a beaming smile on his face.

"What? Yuanshen Taoist died? How is this possible! Yuanshen Taoist is an old ancestor and a giant with extraordinary strength. How could he die so easily?"

The other monk opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard a fairy tale.

"It's absolutely true! I also heard that even Yuan Yidaozu is dead!"

The monk who broke the news had a mysterious look on his face and spoke in a firm tone.

"Yuan Yi Dao Patriarch? Could it be that he was the previous Patriarch of the North Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect? Even he is dead. What earth-shattering event happened during this Heaven-Sacrificing Ghost Ceremony?"

Everyone gathered around, talking to each other, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity.

All major sects, families and independent cultivators were talking about it, and the news spread quickly throughout the entire cultivation world in a very short time as if it had wings.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden bad news, especially the death of Yuan Yidao, which made countless people feel unbelievable.

After all, practitioners at the Yuanshen realm are only one step away from the legendary mysterious Lianxu and Leijie monks.

His strength is unfathomable. This Yi Yuan Yi Patriarch has suppressed countless powerful enemies by himself. He is the stabilizing force of the Lie Tian Sword Sect.

However, such a powerful person who stood at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation actually died in the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Sutra, which undoubtedly brought a huge shock to the entire world of cultivation.

It was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves.

"An extremely terrifying existence appeared in the Heavenly Sacrifice Ghost Canon, and even the founder of the Yuanyi sect could not resist it!"

An experienced old man lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"What on earth could have caused the death of the founder of the Yuanyi sect?"

Everyone asked, their eyes full of fear and curiosity.

"Could it be the legendary immortal coming?"

Just as everyone was discussing the matter and was full of speculation and fear about the changes in the Heavenly Sacrifice and Ghost Code, another piece of news was like a bombshell, causing an uproar in the world of cultivation.

Ye Yang, an expert in both swordsmanship and saber-rifle, has reappeared in the world!

The ancestor Yuanyi did not die in the Heavenly Sacrifice Ghost Sutra, but died at the hands of this ancestor Ye.

The appearance of this old ancestor brought to everyone a shock no less than the death of Yidao Patriarch Yuanyi.

"It is said that he appeared in the Heaven Sacrifice Ghost Book and fought against that terrifying existence!"

A monk described it vividly.

"The ancestor Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers... He is a legendary strong man! Who would have thought that he would kill the ancestor of Yuanshen Dao after just breaking through to the realm of Yuanshen Dao!"

An elder said slowly with a trace of awe in his eyes.

As soon as Ye Yang's name came out, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Ye Yang, the ancestor who is an expert in both swords and knives, has always been a legendary figure.

Take one step at a time, steadily and steadily, and persist forever.

Hundreds of years ago, he was a top-notch expert in the world of cultivation, famous for his superb skills in swordsmanship and sabering.

In countless battles, he has suppressed countless powerful enemies with his own strength and is hailed as a legendary figure in the world of cultivation.

His story was widely circulated in the world of cultivation, and he became the object of admiration and yearning of countless cultivators.

However, Ye Yang suddenly disappeared without a trace hundreds of years ago, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth, and there has been no news of him since then.

"Ye Yang has reappeared in the world. Could it be that the rumors in the Mausoleum of the Great Yun Dynasty are true?"

A wise man, stroking his beard, said thoughtfully.

"It is said that the legendary emperor of the Dayun Dynasty, Ren Taxian, is still alive. Could it be true?"

A monk said excitedly with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Quick, set off to Dayun Dynasty immediately! This matter is of great importance, we must go and investigate it ourselves!"

The heads and elders of all the major sects and families issued orders one after another.

All of a sudden, countless powerful men set out on their journey, rushing towards the direction of the Dayun Dynasty.

Everyone was eager to know what happened in the Heavenly Sacrifice Ghost Sutra, why Yuan Yidaozu died, and why Ye Yang reappeared in the world at this time.

…

Inside Feitian Gate.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a deep and complex light flashed in his eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, seeing through everything in the world.

He did not pay attention to the shock and heated discussions from the outside world. At this moment, he still focused all his energy on the fairy spirit in front of him.

"This thing is indeed extraordinary, and it makes people make great progress."

Ye Yang stood up slowly, a majestic aura appeared on his body, and his posture was upright, like a towering mountain.

The next moment, Ye Yang raised his hand and waved gently.

He easily collected the Yin-Yang Furnace that was emitting a mysterious glow and the sparkling Sanbao Spiritual River.