Chapter 129 Dragon Scale Lucky Bag
(One)

Seeing this, Ye Yang's heart was moved.

He felt a huge force of good fortune and luck from this lucky bag of scales.

Ever since obtaining the red wedding dress for shrouding corpses, she has been constantly refining it with the essence of life and the source of evil.

But he was still greatly affected, especially after coming into contact with the fox-headed old woman, and he saw something unusual.

Occasionally, when I wake up at night, I often feel sweaty, lonely, and have palpitations.

This is also one of the reasons why he brought Xiu Ya into the sect.

After all, humans are social animals. If there is one more person around and they can interact with each other day and night, the feeling of loneliness and anxiety will be less.

But he could still feel the aura of disaster and death around him. This special feeling could perhaps only be resolved by unfathomable good fortune.

"We can't let this opportunity go no matter what!"

Ye Yang drove the elephant demon to swim through the icy sea water. Four people, one elephant and one turtle jumped up desperately and stuck closely to the Fuyun Dragon Jiao.

"Ouch!"

The lucky dragon was frightened in the air, and flew out from the glacier ocean, shaking its body, its mane flying, and scattering endless sea water.

The vastness reaches the sky!
"Closer! Closer! It's that scale."

Ye Yang crawled slowly and finally touched a scale on the back of the Fortune Dragon, and pulled off the lucky bag hanging on the scale.

At the moment the lucky bag was torn off, the giant dragon roared proudly, and the huge and majestic dragon of fortune threw everyone away and disappeared.

He felt as if he was suspended in mid-air and was falling rapidly into the ocean.

Looking up and around, there is a vast black ocean with icy edges.

There was no one else around, so he found an ice hill and climbed up.

Not long after, there was a turbulence under the huge ice sea, and then a huge figure emerged from the ocean.

Climbing up the ice hillock, on all fours, he arrived in front of him, gasping for breath.

Ye Yang looked up and realized that it was the elephant demon from before.

However, this elephant demon has undergone unusual changes compared to before.

Although the dark, twisted body was still covered with scales, those scales had gradually transformed from snake scales to dragon scales, emitting an indestructible light.

At the same time, a huge and thick horn appeared on the forehead of the demon elephant. It exuded a terrifying aura, and countless hideous barbs extended from its hooves and the knees of its hands.

He roared towards the sky, like an ancient savage, extremely ferocious and powerful.

There was a woman on the dragon elephant's back, who was Bai Zhi from before.

She had fair skin and was choked by the sea water. She woke up slowly and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of ice water.

She was soaked by the cold sea water, her snow-white clothes stuck tightly to her body, her breasts were full and plump, wet all over, and she was shivering from the cold.

Bai Zhi's eyes were dim, Ye Yang raised his hand and passed a ball of life light to her, and her originally gloomy expression immediately became much better.

"Junior sister, change your clothes first."

Ye Yang found a set of clothes for Bai Zhi from his storage bag. Bai Zhi shuddered and said to Ye Yang, "Turn back first."

Ye Yang looked back, Bai Zhi took off her fragrant clothes and put on the warm clothes Ye Yang gave her.

I suddenly felt warm all over.

She was full of heroic spirit, clean and cheerful. Now that she was wearing men's clothes, she looked even more handsome.

"Brother, I seem to... seem to have awakened my true nature!"

Bai Zhi was very excited.

She participated in Feitianmen's heavenly worship ceremony, but did not awaken her true nature, so she had no choice but to use her father's connections to join Fengyu Tower.

Over the years, every time I think about this matter, I feel sad and depressed.

Especially when the Bai family was destroyed, all the family members died and he was powerless to do anything, he cried for countless nights.

Now he met the lucky dragon, flew into the sky, and unexpectedly awakened his true nature.

She clenched her fists.

"Bai Guyue, I finally have the power to take revenge! Everything you took from the Bai family, if I have the chance in the future, I will make you return it on your knees."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this. Most people cannot awaken their true nature in their entire life. For example, Gu Xuan did not awaken his true nature until he was old.

The same is true for Yan Qingying.

A hint of excitement appeared on Bai Zhi's face, her whole body shook, her clothes fluttered, revealing a pair of white, strong and powerful legs.

On the shoulder appeared a creature that looked like a dragon. It was pure white and extremely cute. It had two silver horns on its forehead and lively eyes.

"It turns out to be the lifeblood of the dragon bloodline."

Ye Yang was surprised. The lowest level of a dragon's natal star was the Xuan level. It seemed that Bai Zhi was very lucky.

At this moment, the waves surged, and then ice water flew everywhere.

A turtle the size of an eight-immortal table was ejected from the ocean. It turned out to be the Sun-Chasing Turtle.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle has also changed greatly. It was originally only a circle larger than the table and chairs, but now it has more than doubled in size and has become the size of an eight-immortal table.

It first ate the dragon snake, and then ate the trunk of the marrow-cleansing fruit. Its breakthrough at this moment was within Ye Yang's expectations.

At this moment, the Sun-Chasing Turtle flew out from the North Sea, carrying two women on its back.

These two people were also unconscious. They were the same two people from Fengyu Tower before.

Ye Yang also gave them a life-light, and the two of them slowly woke up.

The two of them checked it out.

One of them had a very excited look on his face, and his whole body was glowing with rich colorful light, as if he had received some extraordinary inheritance.

The other person had a look of sorrow on his face.

Not only did he not get any benefit, but his storage bag was also washed away to an unknown place by the sea water in a panic.

"In one's life, fate is really strange!"

Some people are blessed with continuous fortune, while others are unlucky. Faced with the same opportunity, some benefit greatly, while others gain nothing.

If people can still have some control over their acquired destiny, then their innate destiny is truly unpredictable.

Ye Yang shook his head and threw the thought away. After recuperating, the few of them prepared to walk out of the icy sea.

The climate here is extremely cold and really not suitable for human survival. After spending a lot of effort, the four people finally reached land.

Although there was still snow everywhere and the horizon was not visible, we had reached land.

At this time, Ye Yang finally had time to carefully count his harvest.

He opened the lucky bag he had torn off, and a red light appeared inside.

The red light gradually disappeared, revealing a small knife only an inch long and wrapped in red cloth. The knife was shaped like a blood blade and could not be used.

But as soon as they came into contact, an indescribable aura of continuous good fortune spread throughout the body.

Ye Yang couldn't help but smile. He took out the red wedding dress from the storage bag, and then he found that the red wedding dress seemed to be shaking slightly.

The weird, brutal, terrifying, indescribable aura was gradually covered up by the aura of good fortune. Even Ye Yang felt that the evil aura of disaster that had been bothering him was greatly reduced.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes.

"This thing is truly extraordinary!"

Ye Yang put away the small red blade and carried it with him. While walking, he felt refreshed, as if good luck was happening in the dark.

He looked up and saw several white snow lotuses with yellow stamens blooming on a steep cliff.

"This is the essence of the iceberg - Jingxiang Snow Lotus. It can not only heal injuries, but is also the main ingredient for refining the Jingxin Pill. This pill can prevent cultivators from being affected by their inner demons and help them break through the realm better."

Ye Yang couldn't help but suspect that it was the Blade of Fortune that had just been opened that brought this special harvest.

He wasn't sure if it was the influence of this thing.

"We searched carefully. This place is rarely visited. A patch of Jingxiang Snow Lotus appeared. There must be other spiritual medicines that have not been discovered."

Ye Yang spoke, and several people nodded immediately, and each went up the cliff to pick the fruits.

But I never expected that in the icy and snowy environment, a sad and beautiful blood flower would suddenly appear.

Then, in the midst of the wind and snow, a red robe slowly appeared in Ye Yang's sight.

He looked like a ghost, dressed in red, with a scarlet sword slung around his waist.

Only the yellow butterfly on the red dress flapped its wings and was about to fly, but there was a trace of blood and tears at the corner of the eye that could not be wiped away.

It is Butterfly without a queen.

When Ye Yang saw this man, he subconsciously tightened the sword in his hand.

Die Wuhou is the most talented young disciple of Taiyi Qingmen's generation.

He awakened the words of blood and tears, and became neither yin nor yang, but androgynous. When he reached the state of ventilation, he made the entire Feitian Sect feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Now three or four years have passed. How strong has the opponent become?
Chang Qingzi, the leader of Taiyi Qingmen, was killed by Mo Niansheng. The two sects were hostile to each other and had various disputes.

"You are Ye Yang from Feitianmen!"

Die Wuhou frowned. He was as cold as ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years. He never smiled, and there were never any other unnecessary expressions on his face.

The reason why he had heard of Ye Yang's name was because when Taiyi Qingmen and Wudumen besieged Feitianmen, he heard that a disciple led away a powerful warrior and saved the sect.

"I hate you, but at the same time I'm grateful to you."

"why."

Ye Yang was a little puzzled.

"The weak will be destroyed, slaughtered, and disappear in the long river of history. This is the law of the operation of nature. Why do you need to save a ruined sect again?"

"This is why I hate you. As for why I thank you."

"Of course - thank you for killing Chang Qingzi!"

A cold wind blew, ruffling the hair on his forehead.

Die Wuhou was very powerful. The Zhuhan sword in her hand was like a flash of blood as she attacked Ye Yang.

Whenever a practitioner fights for life and death, there must always be a reason.

It's either resources, interests, or vendetta.

However, Die Wuhou is different. His coldness is like ice and snow that never melts, and he does things only because he feels happy.

For example, there are still a lot of Shizuka Snow Lotuses here, enough for the two of them to share equally.

But he still chose to take action.

After the butterfly dance, she swung the sword in her hand, and red sword energy burst out, covering the sky and the earth.

The blood-red lightsaber in the middle was like a flash of lightning, and instantly burst into brilliant rays of light, and was already in front of Ye Yang. His sword was strange and tricky, making it hard to defend against.

Ye Yang held the knife in his right hand, and his Fengshuang knife technique slashed out like lightning, barely catching the strange and gorgeous red sword. The two of them retreated at the same time, with wind and snow swirling around them.

"You really surprise me. An ordinary person can actually use swordsmanship to such an extent. This is the first time I have seen it."

He is very conceited, and the blood-tear eyes he possesses are a rare physical condition in the world.

The sword in his hand was in a life-and-death situation, but he failed to gain the upper hand.

Legend has it that this man lost to Wang Dong in the Flying Seven True Immortals competition, but in his opinion, this man was much stronger than Wang Dong, who was defeated by him.

"In that case, you and I should both stop. Since there is no life-and-death hatred, why bother fighting to the death?"

Ye Yang spoke.

Die Wuhou still refused to let him go, and a hint of blood appeared on his fair and delicate face.

"What a life-long hatred! But Die Wuhou never considers right and wrong in her life, and only acts according to her mood. Today, I am in a bad mood, and I want to use you as a punching bag."

His red robe fluttered in the wind, and the sword in his hand kept swinging towards Ye Yang. The sword was refined into a thread, and the red light was so strong that it shattered the cliff.

"It's practicing sword into silk!"

Ye Yang showed a solemn expression, this method of practicing sword into silk was extraordinary, it was the second level of sword cultivation.

The sword energy must be extremely condensed to be transformed into silk threads, and even he has never reached this level.

"I don't care if you are tenacious and persistent in your practice. That is the method of a fool, not the choice of a genius. I just want to test whether your sword is sharp."

"Aren't you known as an expert in both swords and knives? Take out your knife and sword and let me see if they are sharp. These soft ones are not good enough!"

He used the sword in his hand to stab at Ye Yang's vital points with all his might, in order to restrain the knife in Ye Yang's hand.

But the next moment, the Red Maple Sword in Ye Yang's hand moved as he wished, and a flash of fire emerged.

His figure flew out in an instant.

Just like youth flies by, leaving no trace.

A strange and swift sword, just like a young man singing on a white horse in the world.

Ye Yang's body turned into a ray of light and suddenly appeared in the snow, emitting bursts of dragon roars and tiger roars.

This sword move is called Singing Eternally and Wiping Out All Heroes!

A red sword flew out, and the sky and the earth turned white.

Two disputes
Three-blade fight
Four limbs moving
In a blink of an eye!

Three collisions
Two palms and one wave

……

one cent

Win or lose!

The red robe of Die Wuhou was chopped into pieces by Ye Yang, and blood splattered all over her body.

Ye Yang also felt uncomfortable.

Just now, the sword light of Die Wuhou passed by his face, leaving a scar on his face.

Fortunately, the withered hand brought endless life energy, and with a slight movement, the knife marks on the face immediately disappeared.

"You're strong! This is what makes it interesting."

Die Wuhou stuck out her tongue and licked a drop of blood that slipped from the corner of her eye.

She is charming and evil, like a ghost.

"I am very excited to have an opponent like you. You must quickly become stronger. The snow lotus here is a gift to you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, disappearing into a streak of red light.

Ye Yang picked a Shizuka snow lotus and frowned slightly. This man is very powerful.

When I confronted him just now, I didn't use my full strength.

"You don't seem to be using your full strength."

"You don't have to use your full strength, because I know that even if I use my full strength now, I still can't beat you. If I can't beat you, then there's no need to continue fighting!"

The red figure was gone, leaving only a faint voice floating around.

(II) Magical changes

After confirming that Die Wuhou was really gone, Ye Yang bent down and carefully picked all the Shizuka snow lotuses in the patch.

The other party is a fool and doesn't need these spiritual medicine resources.

But he is different. After getting these things, he either uses them himself or sells them. They are all rare spiritual objects.

While picking, Ye Yang took out the small knife from the lucky bag and observed it quietly.

"This thing doesn't seem to have the continuous good fortune that the legend says. Not long after I saw Xuelian, I saw the monster Die Wuhou again."

Could this be the saying that fortunes are intertwined with disasters? And disasters are intertwined with fortunes!
Ye Yang was silent for a while, but it was true that this thing could suppress the strange and evil aura of the red wedding dress that wrapped the corpse.

There were quite a few snow lotuses in this area, and the group had a rich harvest. After putting the snow lotuses into the storage bag, Ye Yang quickly reunited with the girls.

"Protector Ye, you are injured."

"It's no problem to meet Die Wuhou."

"What? It's that monster!"

The women looked at each other.

The blood-tear eyes of Die Wuhou are notoriously ferocious. She had broken through to the realm of warrior very early. She held a Zhuhan sword in her hand, which was as fast as blood.

Often before the sword is drawn, the opponent's head and body are already separated and blood is spurting out.

Ye Yang was actually able to fight with him, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

Could it be that this Senior Brother Ye is also a seed of immortality, a genius?

After a few people were shocked, Bai Zhi saw that Ye Yang was injured, and hurriedly took out a white handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the two of them being so close, the two women on the side couldn't help but flash a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

"How come Bai Zhi snatched away this great opportunity to show off."

"That's right. If I take the lead, I can also leave a good impression in Ye Hufa's mind."

……

Bai Zhi wiped the blood off Ye Yang, and the group of people rode on the magic elephant again.

The demon elephant galloped forward.

After passing through the vast snow-capped mountains and endless ice fields, some traces of grass gradually appeared in front of us.

After walking for several days.

Bai Zhi, who was on the back of the demon elephant, seemed to sense something, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

She said, "Senior Brother Ye, this is where we sensed the energy of other senior sisters and junior sisters from Fengyu Tower."

Ye Yang knew that the disciples of Fengyu Tower naturally had their own secret methods to sense each other.

It seems that Feitianmen also has this method, but he has not yet sensed the breath of the people in Feitianmen.

Ye Yang looked at the ground. The ice and snow around him had melted halfway, and grass was gradually sprouting. It seemed that he had reached the boundary between grassland and ice field.

Ye Yang nodded and followed Bai Zhi and said, "In that case, let's wait here for a while. I think they will be able to sense us."

Hearing Ye Yang say this, the three of them nodded quickly.

Ye Yang sat on the magic elephant, waiting quietly.

After a while, several female cultivators with frost swords on their backs seemed to have discovered the whereabouts of the few people and slowly walked over from the other side of the hill.

The leader was a female cultivator who was over 40 years old and had a slightly sallow complexion. She had a full and clear forehead and an oval face. Although she was a little older, one could still see the beauty of her youth.

The women behind her were all tall and thin, carrying frost swords on their backs. A sharp chill emanated from their bodies from time to time, and they had cold faces.

The moment he saw them, Ye Yang knew that these three were the absolute elite disciples in Fengyu Tower, and their strength was much better than Bai Zhi and the other two.

"Senior Sister Ling Han, this is Ye Yang, the Dharma Protector of Feitian Sect. We were attacked by the Northern Frontier thugs who wanted to turn us into slaves. It was the appearance of Dharma Protector Ye that saved us."

Ling Han clasped his fists towards Ye Yang and said, "I am Ling Han from Fengyu Tower, and I have met you. In Feitian Sect, people say that if you don't know Ye Yang, it is useless to meet all the heroes. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved. I would like to thank you for your help this time."

Ye Yang returned the greeting while sitting on the Demonic Elephant: "These are just empty names given by outsiders. They should not be taken seriously. Senior Sister Ling Han, you are too polite. Since our two sects are friends, we should lend a helping hand to each other. Why should we express our gratitude?"

He had heard of Ling Han's name. He was about forty years old now. He was an old disciple of the previous generation and had a certain reputation in Fengyu Tower. He had broken through to the warrior realm ten years ago.

Now I'm afraid he has already reached the second level of martial arts cultivation.

Then Ye Yang seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, it seems that fellow Taoist Ling Shuang from your sect is trapped in Yezhiwu..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Han, who was carrying an icy sword in front of him, sighed and said, "Junior Sister Ling Shuang has passed away."

She raised her head and looked at the magic elephant under Ye Yang's crotch, her eyes sparkling.

During this period, a legend was circulating in the Longevity Barrier. It was about a man with a sword on his back riding a magic elephant and running all the way, picking spiritual herbs from time to time. Although he did not conflict with others, he was very powerful. Could he be the man mentioned above?

"Fellow Daoist, this immortality barrier is strange and inexplicable. It is bitterly cold along the way and there are many enemies. Why don't we move forward together so that we can deal with the enemies when we encounter them?"

Ye Yang knew that what Ling Han said was true, but he still had many secrets. Moreover, after encountering the Lucky Dragon, the magic elephant under his crotch seemed to have undergone tremendous changes.

Just now, everyone was around and it was inconvenient to check. Now that they are separated, it is a good opportunity to find out what is going on. So Ye Yang clasped his fists and said, "Indeed, thank you Senior Sister Ling Han for your kindness, but I still have to look for the people from Feitian Sect. I am afraid we are going in a different way."

Ye Yang refused out loud, and Ling Han did not force it.

"The current situation of your clan is not subtle. A few days ago, Wang Dong of Wolf Smoke and Poison Fire encountered Die Wu Hou of Taiyi Qingmen and was defeated by him and seriously injured."

"And the monsters in the northern border have gone crazy these days. They have captured many disciples of Feitian Sect and planted the magic mind control method on them, trying to turn them into slaves."

"Those two are too powerful!"

After saying this, Ling Han seemed to recall some horrifying scene, and a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.

When Ye Yang heard this, he couldn't help but think of the scene in the northern border where the little monster controlled five people to rush towards the magic elephant, but was eaten alive by the magic elephant.

"I don't know where they are."

……

Watching Ye Yang riding the magic elephant slowly away, Ling Han shook his head and turned to look at the few people.

"You guys follow me and don't get lost. Demons and monsters are rampant in this immortality barrier. Many beautiful female cultivators have been abducted by demons and monsters and used as slaves."

"Let's finish the things on hand quickly. If there is a chance, we can also help the Taoist friends of Feitian Sect. After all, there is strength in numbers."

She was not very optimistic about Ye Yang's fighting ability alone. After all, the little monster from the northern border had broken through to the warrior realm more than ten years ago.

The most important thing is that the other party is the secret disciple of Beihai Shenni, one of the Thirteen Great Pirates of Beihai. The skills and knowledge he has practiced are much higher than those of ordinary martial arts disciples.

(End of this chapter)