Chapter 137 Purple Lightning Silver Peach Lives and Dies in the Morning
It was an evening when Ye Yang came back. The dusk mist was low and the sunset glow was gorgeous.

A red sun hung above the horizon, radiating a warm glow that cast a golden glow on the bodies of the people of Feitian Sect.

It was Yan Qingying who first discovered that Ye Yang had returned.

As soon as she shouted, a group of people quickly gathered around her.

"It's Senior Brother Ye."

This is the name given by people who are close to him.

In addition to these, there are many other names for people he is not familiar with.

"It's Protector Ye."

"Protector Ye is back."

Although no one said it in their hearts, but when Ye Yang returned covered in the glow of the sunset, riding on the Sun-Chasing Turtle, they felt a sense of security and warmth in their hearts for an instant.

After returning to the cliff, Ye Yang discovered that the fog around him was so thick that he could not see the scenery a hundred meters away.

There were also huge changes in the sky. The originally blue sky was slowly turning dark yellow. He knew that the Evergreen Barrier was about to close.

Wang Dong came over and started chatting with Ye Yang.

During this period of time, the group did not encounter any crisis. Many cultivators saw the spirit nest cyclone on the top of the mountain and wanted to fight for it, but when they saw that they were outnumbered, they all gave up.

During this period of time, they also intercepted and killed many disciples of the Five Poison Sect, so that the disciples of the Five Poison Sect would hide away when they saw the clothing of the Feitian Sect.

"Brother Ye, the Immortality Barrier is about to close."

Wang Dong was hinting at something. Ye Yang guessed what he meant and asked, "What do you think?"

Wang Dong hesitated for a while before speaking: "I heard that a silver peach tree appeared on Biyun Mountain. It is more than ten feet tall and can absorb lightning and emit purple lightning light."

After he finished speaking, he quickly waved away the people around him, and then whispered in Ye Yang's ear: "This thing should be the famous Purple Lightning Silver Peach."

"It takes ten years for the tree to blossom and ten years for the tree to bear fruit. The fruit can not only help people purify their bodies and strengthen their flesh, but also... it can also help people break through to the realm of warriors."

Ye Yang was no stranger to the Purple Lightning Silver Peach. This thing was very famous and was a rare ancient exotic spiritual peach. The whole thing looked like it was cast in bronze and was covered in electric light. It was born by absorbing purple lightning.

The magical peaches produced have all kinds of magical uses.

According to legend, if taken for a long time, it can help people's magic power carry a trace of thunder and lightning power. In ancient times, there was no golden elixir of martial arts. This thing is a treasure for large sects to lay the foundation for disciples to break through to the realm of warriors.

They cannot be classified and named using the simple first, second, and third level spiritual creatures in the current world of immortal cultivation.

Ye Yang showed a hint of interest.

"Although this item is precious, it is difficult to transplant. If it can be transplanted successfully, it will be a great merit for the sect."

With this item, Feitianmen can harvest the Golden Elixir of Martial Fortune once every twenty years.

Wang Dong gave a bitter smile and then said.

"To be honest, Senior Brother, the mother tree of the Purple Lightning Silver Peach is several dozen feet tall, and it is not the time for it to bloom and bear fruit. Even if it was, we cannot transplant it. But I heard that there is a sapling growing next to the mother tree, but it is only about ten feet tall, which is just right for transplanting."

As soon as this was said, the two of them hit it off and finalized the action plan in detail.

The Eternal Life Barrier may close at any time, so you have to be quick.

That night.

Ye Yang stood alone on the top of the mountain. After discussing with Wang Dong, he did not rush to snatch the purple electric silver peach immediately. Instead, he held his breath, emptied his mind, and took out a piece of old tree bark from his storage bag.

The bark is mottled, as if bearing the marks of time. On the back is a finger-sized mark of a mayfly. Although a mayfly can only live for one day, it is born in the morning and dies in the evening.

But under the power of time, one of them was reborn...

"It is indeed the mark of inheritance of the Thirteen Swords of Time."

He sat cross-legged again, observed carefully, and invaded his spiritual consciousness into it. In an instant, he understood something.

Frost Knife Technique

Realm: Grandmaster Realm

Progress: 100%.

Next level: None
[Perseverance leads to great success, and there is no further improvement.]
Withered and Flourishing Hand Realm: Grandmaster Realm

Progress: 100%.

Next level: None
[Perseverance leads to great success, and there is no further improvement.]
The Wind and Frost Sword Technique and the Withered and Flourishing Hand have both reached the highest level, and Ye Yang has not been able to make a breakthrough because he does not have the inheritance outline of the Thirteen Swords of Time.

At this moment, he smiled slightly: "It's time."

Gently stroking the bark, for a moment, he seemed to have arrived at a chaotic place without time and space.

He looked up and found a huge and holy snow-capped mountain in front of him.

In the middle of a snowy mountain grows an extremely majestic ancient tree, standing tall and upright, braving wind and rain, and it is unknown how many years it has gone through.

On that ancient tree, there is a slowly moving giant wheel of time, and the ticking sound of time passing by can be heard continuously.

Among the ancient trees, there are countless pale and ugly mayflies.

Mayflies can only live for one day. They are born with the morning glow and die with the sunset. They are born in the morning and die in the evening.

But there has always been a legend.

If the pale and ugly plankton can withstand the burning of the poisonous fire under the setting sun, it can live one more day.

One day, at dusk, all the mayflies on the tree died. One mayfly saw that all its kind around it were dead.

He flew out of the ancient tree and ran towards the setting sun, but in an instant he was burned to ashes by the flames.

However, led by this mayfly, more and more mayflies refused the fate of living only for one day and rushed towards the sunset madly.

Finally one day, a mayfly survived the scorching sun and successfully lived to the next day.

After one day or two days, one year or two years, the mayfly transformed into a young man in white clothes, who kept practicing with his sword under the ancient tree.

Ten years, a hundred years, the young man gradually grew old while swinging the sword, and in the end he was so old that he did not have any strength left.

One day, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Yang in front of him, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, but it turned into thirteen swords.

And the target is Ye Yang's eyes.

At this moment, the world is dark, time fades away, and the years are gone, nowhere to be found.

Ye Yang was slashed by thirteen sword lights, hitting his chest, waist, back, abdomen and legs.

He screamed and exited this illusory space.

At the same time, a feeling suddenly emerged in my mind.

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

Time is wrong, time is wasted, time turns into foam, time gives birth to everything and it also destroys everything.

Ye Yang's Fengshuang Sword Technique and Withered and Flourishing Hand, which had been stuck for a long time, were actually entangled with each other.

Make another breakthrough!

Thirteen Knives of Time
Realm: Getting Started

Progress: 1%.

Next level: Minor success

[Perseverance, swing the sword 3,000 times a day, persist for five years and you will succeed.]
Ye Yang exhaled a breath and slowly opened his eyes. After years of waiting and hard practice, he finally mastered the inheritance method of the Thirteen Swords of Time.

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Chapter 138 is about the four men forming an oath of brotherhood. After being reminded by a fellow reader, I thought carefully and found that there were indeed some problems with the logic there. I modified it a bit and you can take a look at it again. It is much smoother now.

(The one who previously snatched the marrow cleansing fruit was Ma Jia, the successor of the Demonic Elephant Fist. Ye Yang and others did not have much direct conflict with the White Bone Flower Lady and the White Lotus Consort.)
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