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

Dugu Qiang's fire of revenge has burned to the sky.

His figure appeared tall and mighty in the firelight, and his spear was invincible and unstoppable.

"With my White Snake Sword, how can I allow you to be rampant!"

A clear and long whistle broke through the air, and the White Snake Sword in Mo Wuyin's hand was like a silver-white lightning, stabbing at Dugu Qiang at a rapid speed.

The moves of the two intertwined in the air, making a sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

Dugu Qiang's spearmanship was unparalleled, and each shot contained the power to split mountains and rocks.

The White Snake Sword was as agile as the wind, and the cold light exuded from the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, strange and unpredictable, and from time to time it flashed the blue lotus sword light, which was very sharp. .

White Snake Sword Mo Wuyin, the swordsman of this generation of the Qinglian Mo family.

With a sword, the wind and clouds changed, and he had already practiced the Qinglian Sword Art of the Qinglian Mo family to the realm of perfection.

The battle intensified, and Dugu Qiang's eyes shot out crazy light.

Years of practice, extreme pain, the pain of tongue pulling, eyes gouging, and the discomfort of ligament rupture.

All broke out at this moment.

He would kill the enemy in front of him at all costs.

Mo Wuyin pointed with one hand, and the white snake sword was extremely sharp. There was no sword guard, but because of this, there was less resistance and the speed was extremely fast.

At this moment, he pinched a sword formula, and the white snake sword flew in the air.

It turned into a long rainbow of white light and killed Dugu Qiang directly.

"The emperor is horizontal!"

Dugu Qiang just shot out, completely motionless, extremely powerful, as if the ancient emperor was patrolling the four directions.

A phantom of the ancient emperor wearing a crown appeared behind him.

A shot was stabbed out, extremely violent, the emperor was angry, and blood flowed thousands of miles.

Each shot was accompanied by a hot airflow, as if to ignite the air.

Bai Mo Wuyin felt unprecedented pressure.

But his eyes were still calm, his swordsmanship was not chaotic, and he wanted to deal with Dugu Qiang's violent attack.

After all, he was not weak after practicing with the sword thousands of times.

Whether it was the talent for practice or the perseverance, he was the best choice.

But the next moment, a handful of blood rain fell

Mo Wuyin's body was trembling.

His eyes were full of fear and despair.

He still held the White Snake Sword in his hand, but he was no longer as firm as before.

Blood slid down.

His heart was as if torn apart, and he lowered his head to look, in great pain.

Only then did he realize that his heart had been pierced directly by a long spear without knowing when.

The wind rose, the spear was still there, and the sword fell.

The man fell to the sky!

This spear was too powerful, leaving him no way to avoid it.

Dugu Qiang walked in front of Mo Wuyin, took away the White Snake Sword, pulled out the spear, and shook the red tassel on the spear head.

"I will let you feel everything Mo Chongxiao did to me, and then come to ask for it."

"Don't think I don't know. The people who bewitched me to practice the Emperor's Spear and led me into the devil were not only the Blood and Bone Cult, but also your Mo family."

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Ye Yang stood on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle and slowly headed towards Feitian Gate.

The flying turtle was very fast. After running in the air for about half a month, it finally returned to Feitian Gate.

As soon as he returned to Feitian Gate, Ye Yang received a message from Taixu Daomen.

"The Eastern Zhuxian Army is ready to move, and it is very likely to start a war again. Please be careful."

Ye Yang had actually guessed this news a long time ago.

So he was not surprised.

He spoke to the disciple next to him.

"Has the envoy of Taixu Daomen left?"

The disciple answered seriously.

"Report to the hall master, the envoy has been here all the time and has been waiting for you in the gate for many days. Do you need to summon him in?"

Ye Yang nodded, and soon a middle-aged Taoist priest came over, wearing a black feather robe and holding a whisk.

After seeing Ye Yang, he didn't have any aura of a superior.

He bowed to Ye Yang and said.

"Meetings, Master Ye."

Ye Yang nodded, looked at this person, and hesitated for a moment. He didn't say anything about the Eastern Zhuxian Army, but said.

"I wonder how the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is doing recently?"

Ye Yang deliberately mentioned the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect because when he sent the poisonous insect to inquire about the news, he accidentally found that the disciples of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect were mixed with the Dayun Dynasty.

There may be a very serious struggle within the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

He wanted to use this to see the reaction of the Taixu Taoist Sect.

"Sky-Splitting Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged Taoist of the Taixu Taoist Sect frowned slightly after hearing the word Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

"That's right."

Ye Yang nodded lightly, his eyes swept across his face like lightning, trying to find a clue from his expression.

"There are many factions within the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. Now that the head of the sect has been in seclusion for a long time, there are also many factions in the sect."

"The Taixu Dao Sect has contacted them several times before, but it didn't have much effect."

The middle-aged Taoist priest of the Taixu Dao Sect spoke slowly, with a bit of doubt in his tone, as if he was thinking about Ye Yang's intention.

"Really?" Ye Yang chuckled, a gleam in his eyes, knowing that the other party was cautious and didn't want to say more.

"But as far as I know, the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect seems to be getting close to the Dayun Dynasty recently. I wonder if the Taixu Dao Sect knows about this?"

As soon as these words came out, the Taoist priest of the Taixu Dao Sect changed his face slightly, and it was obvious that Ye Yang's words touched a string in his heart.

The middle-aged Taoist priest had a bit of displeasure in his tone.

Seeing this, Ye Yang smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that his words had had an effect.

"Elder, don't blame me, I just mentioned it casually." Ye Yang smiled slightly, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"However, since the Sky Splitting Sword Sect has been mentioned, I have something to ask for."

"Oh? What's the matter?" The elder of Taixu Dao Sect raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Yang curiously.

"I would like to ask the Taixu Taoist Sect to take action to see if any disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect have disappeared or betrayed the sect recently."

Ye Yang said calmly, staring at the middle-aged Taoist priest of Taixu Taoist Sect like a torch.

The Taixu Taoist disciple's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

Ye Yang knew that large sects like Taixu Dao Sect had intelligence forces all over the world.

They must have heard about the appearance of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect's Hanging Feiyu Sword in the Universiade Dynasty military.

Therefore, after Ye Yang finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and finally nodded slowly.

"Now that the situation is critical, exploration is indeed necessary. However, although there are many connections between the three holy places, there are also many entanglements."

"Taixu Taoism still needs to be cautious when it comes to investigating the private affairs of other sects."

"No." Ye Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"If a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect really betrays the sect and joins the Universiade Dynasty, then this will definitely not be a good thing for us."

When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard this, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Hall Master Ye, I will report this matter to the sect and send someone to investigate."

After thinking about it, the middle-aged Taoist priest finally nodded and agreed to Ye Yang's request.

Seeing this, Ye Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his plan had been initially successful.

Everyone in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is a sword maniac. If the Dongfang Zhuxian Army really wants to attack Yalongling.

It is too dangerous to have unstable factors in the rear like the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

After seeing off the elders of Taixu Taoist Sect, Ye Yang called another disciple over and spoke.

"Go to Tao'anfang City and call Nalanda."

"yes."

After hearing the three words Nalanda, the disciple slowly walked out.

This Nalanduo was the trade deacon of the Jiutian Sect, and the Vajra Butter Pill that Ye Yang used to raise evil spirits when he was in the middle martial arts period was also purchased from him.

He was originally from the Demonic Land of the Western Regions, but later abandoned Buddhism and became Taoist, and then found a job in the Jiutian Sect.

After hearing what Ye Yang said, the disciple hurriedly went out to search.

It's just that Nalanda was busy with business and often absent, so it took three days until Ye Yang saw Nalanda's fat figure.

"I've met Hall Master Ye."

Nalando was still wearing a yellow robe with a bare head. When he saw Ye Yang, he bent down and looked respectful.

Ye Yang helped him up and then said

"Well, you're polite, deacon. I invite you here this time because I want to trouble you to bring me a letter."

"I don't know what you know about the Demonic Earth Vajra Temple in the Western Regions."

Nalanduo was slightly startled. He didn't expect Ye Yang to ask this question suddenly, but he traveled in the demonic land of the Western Regions when he was young, so the Vajra Temple naturally knew about it.

replied quickly

"Master Ye, this Vajra Temple is the temple of the Demonic Land in the Western Regions. It protects and practices, slays and eliminates demons. The person who practices is the Dharma Protector Vajra, and the one who worships the Fudo Ming King is extremely beneficial."

Ye Yang said

"I wonder when the master will return to the Demonic Land of the Western Regions?"

Nalanda heard something in Ye Yang's words and knew that he needed help for something.

It seems that someone like him, who has been on the trade route for a long time, has already become as smart as Linglong, so he spoke at this moment.

"I have no plans during this period, but if Hall Master Ye needs it, I will just make a trip myself."

Ye Yang took out a piece of wrinkled tree bark, and Nalanda took a look at it. The bark was ordinary. It had even experienced the erosion of decades, and it was already old and mottled.

At the top is the phantom of a white skull, and below it is the shape of swords and swords.

Finally, there is a huge Buddha palm and a white lotus.

As soon as he saw it, he knew it was a special letter.

I'm afraid he has great intentions.

"Hall Master Ye, can you go find Chief Buddha Caster?"

He had seen this thing before and knew about Ye Yang's relationship with the current chief Buddhist monk of the Vajra Temple.

Ye Yang said.

"Please ask the deacon to hand this object over to the current chief Buddha of Vajra Temple."

Nalanda took this thing.

"Don't worry, Hall Master Ye, I will give this item to Buddha for casting."

This matter is naturally related to the original agreement between Jiazi and the Nine-leaf Tianxiang Fruit.

Nowadays, time flies by, and decades have passed by in a blink of an eye. Now that Ye Yang has gained the energy of a three-foot blue dragon, it is time to plan for the Nine-Leaf Tianxiang Fruit.

In order to avoid the leakage of the matter, Ye Yang did not want to be known to outsiders, so he just took out the keepsake from that time without writing a word.

Presumably after Fo Zhu saw it, he would definitely know what was going on.

"The casting of the Buddha has been completed, and now only White Lotus Concubine Yang Xiaoyan is left."

"It's just that she is now a noble concubine, and everything she says and does is restricted by the Universiade Dynasty, making it extremely difficult to meet her."

Ye Yang groaned.

Send Nalanda away.

Ye Yang took out the three-foot Canglong Qi and watched it carefully.

This air flow was like a small dragon that had been shrunk countless times, or like antlers of a deer, entrenched in Ye Yang's palm, emitting a faint clear light.

At this moment, it was trembling slightly, as if it was alive.

An inexplicable feeling of intimacy surged in Ye Yang's heart. He didn't know whether it was the closeness of Time Reverse Luansha or the original energy from the Thirteen Knives of Time.

This blue dragon energy seemed to be quite close to him.

At this moment, the blue dragon energy was flowing slightly, and it actually climbed on Ye Yang's fingers.

Ye Yang felt that there seemed to be a stream of heat flowing in his fingers, and each cycle made his body stronger.

His skin gradually became smooth and elastic under the nourishment of the blue dragon energy, and the impurities in his body were also excreted unconsciously.

Ye Yang looked carefully and found that the blue dragon energy was much thinner. He was surprised and hurriedly put it away.

Ye Yang spent a lot of time thinking about meeting Yang Xiaoyan, the White Lotus Concubine.

First, he asked someone to inform him, and then he made several appointments, and finally met her one morning three months later.

On the day when she paid respects to the Queen Mother, she met Yang Xiaoyan on the way back.

Baohua Tower is located on a high ground, overlooking most of the private garden, and several people stood by the railing.

On the other side of the hill, bursts of women's laughter floated out from behind the gorgeous curtains, and people were shadowy in the willow smoke.

Today, the concubines and ladies were all dressed up, with their hair full of pearls and jade, and their bodies covered with silk and satin. The gorgeous gems shone and dazzled people.

On a remote path, under the care of Yang Xiaoyan's confidants, Ye Yang walked into a luxurious sedan chair.

Today, Yang Xiaoyan did not wear a concubine's dress, nor did she wear a flower hairpin and pearl crown, and her hair was combed into a high bun.

Maybe she had just come back from paying respects, so she was dressed generously and seriously, wearing a six-piece silk long skirt woven with gold and silver threads, and a thin and wide-sleeved shawl wrapped outside.

The silver mud embroidered shawl on her arm dragged on the soft couch of the carriage.

Although she was dressed more dignified now than before, she was still very charming.

Her skin was white and shiny, and her narrow waist outlined the plump curves of a mature woman.

Her big eyes were smiling and charming, her small mouth corners were slightly raised, and her red lips were slightly open, wanting to invite people to kiss her.

This is a woman who exudes seductive charm from the inside out, and she was famous at that time.

Otherwise, she would not have been noticed by the Bodhisattva of Great Flesh Joy and Almsgiving and accepted as a disciple.

She seemed to be seducing men all the time and pulling their nerves.

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