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

Fortunately, he let go quickly, otherwise the energy of the tea leaf sword was forced into his mind, and he would definitely die.

"It stained my tea leaves. What a waste."

The tea leaves fell to the ground, covered with dust, and the green leaves were already a little dirty.

Suddenly, a footstep came into view.

Wearing coarse linen clothes, the man bent down to pick up the tea leaves, blew the dust off them, and placed them again among the bamboo strips. He was relaxed and natural, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

They are all very ordinary actions, but it seems that there is some extraordinary charm in every word.

The figure turned back and looked at him.

The moment Ye Yang appeared out of thin air, Kazuto's face was full of horror. He had forgotten his movements and just stared at Ye Yang motionless.

Both hands were shaking.

He had just been injured by the sword and ancient tea leaves, and now his eyes were still filled with blood and tears.

His face was pale, his forehead was injured by the sword energy, and the skin between his eyebrows had already been scratched.

in his eyes.

He didn't notice this man coming just now.

Upon closer inspection, this person was clearly an ordinary shopkeeper, nothing unusual could be seen.

But this man was able to easily hold the tea leaves that almost killed him with a knife and put them in the bamboo strips.

There was even a pile of tea leaves placed on the bamboo strips, which were all fried by him.

How could he not know that he was meeting a senior expert?

It is mysterious and unfathomable, and its cultivation is as difficult to see through as the mountains and the sea.

This person is a disciple of Hongchun Temple. During this time, I came to visit the Wang family in the south of the city.

I heard that the purple-haired uncle accidentally praised this tea and said that it was the creation of heaven and earth, so he volunteered to go to the tea shop.

If you want to find this magical tea, I would like to dedicate it to my uncle.

After searching for it, he finally found the target, but just now, he was frightened by the ordinary tea leaf.

Even if this tea was given to him, he wouldn't be able to accept it.

At this moment, Ye Yang was scared out of his wits, especially when he saw the teahouse owner Feng Qingyundan.

Let alone the idea of ​​​​these tea leaves at this moment, even if I run, my legs feel trembling and I can't run.

"What are you here for?"

Ye Yang looked at this person.

After hearing what Ye Yang said, this person quickly reacted. He quickly bent down respectfully and spoke to Ye Yang.

"I have met my senior. I am a disciple of Hongchun Temple. I am extremely lucky to see my senior today."

Ye Yang frowned and spoke without waiting for him to say more.

"What exactly are you here for?"

At this moment, he already felt a hint of coldness in the room, and the feeling of being frightened and unable to breathe invaded his body like a violent wind and waves.

His face turned pale, and he suddenly woke up in the next moment. In his haste, he smiled and spoke.

"Senior, I'm here to drink tea."

"Since you're drinking tea, you should bring all the spiritual stones with you."

Ye Yang looked at him and said.

"A bowl of tea and a broken spiritual stone."

After speaking, Ye Yang poured a cup of tea.

Ye Yang's voice was calm, but he looked at each other.

"Junior, there are no broken spiritual stones here, only complete spiritual stones."

After finishing speaking, he took out a spiritual stone with brilliant aura from his waist.

Ye Yang looked at the spirit stone, frowned and said.

"I need a broken spirit stone."

"This this……"

At this moment, he didn't know what to say. Where could he find the broken spirit stones in this world?

"In this case, I won't sell this tea."

Ye Yang moved his hand, and the bowl of tea in front of him moved from the air and was placed firmly on a tray.

This smooth and flowing kung fu surprised him extremely.

"Yes, senior, I still have a broken spirit stone here."

He suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly broke the spirit stone into pieces, placed it in front of Ye Yang, and said with a smile.

"Senior, please accept it."

Ye Yang put away the broken spirit stone, and the bowl of tea automatically flew in front of him.

The respectful look in his eyes became even stronger.

He picked up the bowl with both hands and took a respectful sip of tea.

After drinking this sip of tea, his eyes slowly brightened.

The spiritual tea actually carries a faint spiritual energy, but the amount is not much, but that's the next best thing.

The most important thing is that after drinking this bowl of tea, he actually felt that his heart was at peace with his spirit, extremely peaceful, and he seemed to be integrated with nature.

"No wonder the purple-haired uncle has been searching for this thing. This thing is really a divine object in the sky. It can be encountered but cannot be found."

After he finished drinking the tea, Ye Yang rolled up his hands and said.

"In that case, let's go back."

The words have not yet fallen.

He felt a gust of wind, carrying his body and rolling him out of the door.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was already at the end of an alley dozens of miles away. His eyes were filled with fear and horror, but he couldn't imagine it.

The strength of this senior is simply unimaginable, and every move he makes carries the power of heaven and earth.

Could it be that he is a strong person in the real world?

He was panting uneasily. He had also come into contact with ordinary warrior realm monks, but they were never so terrifying.

Those who can become one with heaven and earth, and have such a realm and cultivation level, are probably the legendary real-person realm experts who have such power.

"This must be an unfathomable senior."

"This Feitian Sect is indeed extraordinary. Even in this ordinary city, there are such experts hidden."

"Fortunately, this expert has a good temper. If not, I would have died long ago."

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced behind him fearfully, didn't dare to speak anymore, and quietly escaped.

And inside the teahouse

After Ye Yang finished cleaning the tea bowl, he dried today's tea leaves, closed the door, and fell asleep gently.

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Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This is already the end of the fourth year that Ye Yang has opened a teahouse in Tao'anfang City.

In the past four years, he gave up everything and became an ordinary tea shop owner.

For four years, I became one with the air and the surroundings, and seemed to be filled with an indescribable tranquility and harmony.

It is worth mentioning that this bowl of Fusheng Teahouse has established a firm foothold in the alley in the south of the city with Ye Yang's hard work.

Since that man was kicked out by Ye Yang two years ago, no one from the Wang family has bothered him anymore.

But every morning, the purple-haired old Taoist, Wang Huan, and the old man from the Wang family would come to the teahouse as soon as possible.

He took out three broken spiritual stones, ordered three bowls of tea, tasted them carefully while hiding, and left after drinking, never daring to disturb him.

For four years, it never changes.

And Li Xiucai also relied on the platform of the teahouse to establish a connection with the Wang family in the south of the city. Not long ago, I heard that he went to the Wang family in the south of the city to get a copy of scriptures.

Spring passes and autumn comes, and the sun and moon alternate.

Tao'anfang City has become more and more prosperous. Two years ago, there have been rumors that the Dongfang Zhuxian Army will attack with force.

But rumors are rumors, Dongfang Zhuxian Army seems to be wary of Feitian Sect, and has never dared to take action again.

Not long ago, the Hidden Dragon Ranking was updated again, and the descendant of Elephant Demon Fist climbed directly to fourth place thanks to his record of killing two Fengxue Demons by one person.

Pushing Yiqi Changqiu Dao Xinghe back to fifth place.

For a time, the storm was surging, and countless people were gasping for breath. Many people were still looking for traces of the successors of the Elephant Demon Fist, hoping to get rewards from the Eastern Immortal Killing Army.

But no clues were found.

At the same time, I heard that the leader of the Jiutian Sect carried the Jiutian Sect's Nine Heavens Reincarnation Treasure and went to the Universiade Dynasty in person to pay a visit to the leader of the Universiade Dynasty, Yuta Xian. However, he was rejected and no one received him.

On the contrary, it was Nihai Xiefan. Not long ago, the great black criminal Peacock Black King made a lot of noise in Kyoto, and once again planned the Hundred Demons to cause chaos in the capital.

I heard that the Great Black Sin King Peacock Ming was seriously injured. Afterwards, the Universiade Dynasty used various forces to encircle and suppress Nihai Xiefan, and now he is under siege.

Scattered like mice.

However, there are still five water demon kings fighting on their own, and they are in trouble with the Dongfang Zhuxian Army.

The situation is changing, and a storm seems to be coming,

But Ye Yang still did not return to Feitianmen. Instead, he seemed to have become a mortal and continued to cook and sell tea in the teahouse, waiting for the future.

The regular guests of the teahouse are also expecting and worrying, accompanying the old tea maker to welcome every tomorrow together.

That night, there was another misty heavy snowfall in the sky.

The harsh winter sealed the earth, and the earth was full of cracks, from east to west, several feet long, one foot long, and several feet long.

In the stormy and cold winter, everything has changed. The sky is gray and has a chaotic atmosphere, with clear snow flying all day long.

Ye Yang looked at the gray sky, and soon snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

"Transform into the mortal, transform into the mortal, what is transformed is a person, what is cultivated is the heart."

Ye Yang murmured to himself, he had never felt like this before

At the beginning of his practice, what he always wanted in his mind was to pursue the great road, to see the vast seas and mulberry fields, to swim in the five oceans to catch turtles, to look at the nine-day sky and embrace the moon, and to be everlasting.

When I was cultivating immortality in my early years, I pursued all the highest goals, but today I seem to have a different feeling.

The so-called practice, in the end, people are the main focus of practice, it is the changes and feelings of the heart.

This is very different from the realm I sought during my previous practice.

Just like the three realms of life.

The first time you look at mountains is to see water as water.

Secondly, if you look at mountains, they are not mountains; if you look at water, they are not water.

At the third level, it becomes a matter of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water.

Life is like tea, and practice is like tea.

At this moment, four years of being transformed into a mortal are like a single thought in life. The mana in his body was spinning rapidly and crazily, and he opened the door and walked outside.

He took a deep breath and faced the wind and snow in the sky, letting the wind and frost blow on his face.

Ye Yang looked up at the vast sky with firm eyes and spoke slowly.

"I, Ye Yang, are bound to achieve this realm of real people."

He looked at the long and dark alley,

The magic power on his body, automatically and without wind, came out through his body and wrapped around the ice and snow on the ground, forming a small vortex.

Gradually, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and they were wrapped in the whirlpool of mana and quickly spread around.

Another year has passed without realizing it.

In the late autumn of this year, the ginkgo tree in the backyard was covered with yellow leaves, and Ye Yang's face already had many wrinkles.

After the mana was blocked, his original age was revealed.

Coupled with many years of hard work, making tea leaves, and carrying mountain springs on your shoulders, there are slowly signs of aging.

Fortunately, the Tianpeng Pulse Transformation Curse has already reached the level of Dacheng.

The shadow of the Great True Monarch of Canopy in the body is also extremely agile.

Even the Sword Demon Ape's life often comes out of his body, as if some magical changes are about to happen.

Sometimes, Ye Yang felt as if he had become a demon ape with a sword on his back, walking alone on the vast ancient road, with snow and wind falling all over him.

Nowadays, refugees from the outside world are everywhere, and evil cultivators are causing chaos.

Many small families have been broken by evil cultivators, especially the Blood Bone Cult, which has slaughtered several small families and summoned the Nether Demon Lord with blood sacrifice.

For a time, the wind was howling and people were in panic.

For many people, Taoan Market was already much safer with the protection of Feitianmen.

But no one expected that a big thing would happen in the fifth year.

In the fifth year, before winter came, the ginkgo leaves in the backyard had slowly fallen.

Autumn always gives people rich colors and deep thoughts.

Those leaves that stubbornly hang on the branches hold on, not wanting to be blown down by the autumn wind.

But they can never resist the coldness of an autumn wind.

Ye Yang stretched out his hand to try to catch the yellow leaves flying all over the garden, but he could only feel their lightness and coolness at his fingertips.

And on this day, when the ginkgo leaves fell.

Outside Taoan Market, a group of sturdy fire centipedes rushed from afar, splashing dust all the way.

In late autumn, this group of people and horses were steaming hot because of the long-term running. It was not until the sun came out and entered the market that the horses stopped sweating.

But as soon as they stopped sweating, the horses' hair immediately frosted.

A figure flew in the sky, exuding a hot breath.

"Attention everyone in Taoan Market, the Eastern Zhuxian Army has arrived at Niu Mojiang, and all casual cultivators are recruited."

The man in Taoist robes, with three strands of black beard under his forehead, flew into the sky and announced loudly in the market with an expressionless face.

His voice rolled like thunder and instantly spread throughout the Taoan Market.

For a moment, all the cultivators stopped what they were doing, raised their heads, and looked at the man floating in the sky with horror.

"The Eastern Zhu...Xian Army is coming?"

Someone said in a trembling voice, full of fear and uneasiness.

The Eastern Immortal Army of the Great Fortune Dynasty actually aimed at Feitianmen.

Their appearance undoubtedly brought a huge impact to the peaceful Taoan Market.

Some knowledgeable people have recognized the man flying in the sky.

He is the current leader of Feitianmen, Fire King Wang Xijing.

Not long after Wang Xijing appeared.

A black shadow also fell from the sky and instantly appeared at the front of Taoan Market.

It was a short blood-clothed boy. He had a cold smile on his face and murderous intent in his eyes.

"The big boy of the Blood Bone Cult!"

Someone exclaimed, and the voice was full of disbelief.

After all, this is an old demon.

He was in the perfect state of a warrior many years ago. I don’t know what he wants to do in Taoan Market today.

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