Chapter 141: Fire Lord

Moon-Watching Mountain.

The mountains are high and the waters are deep, in a deep and magnificent cave.

Several casual cultivators gathered together, seemingly discussing something important.

The leader was known as Nanming Shanren, and he once sent out invitations to heroes.

He is highly respected in Wangyue Mountain and has several people under him.

One of them had a dark complexion and carried a large sword on his back, and a pretty female cultivator stood next to him.

The other man was in his twenties, with a seven-star copper coin sword tied to it with a red rope on his back.

There was another person at the very bottom, it was Xiao Sheng who had specially come to see Ye Yang before.

"Have you heard about it? Feitian Sect has joined forces with Fengyu and Taiyi Qingmen to fight against the Lord of Qingming."

"I heard that Lord Qingming seemed to be seriously injured and escaped, but Feitianmen and others are still chasing him."

"It is said that Gu Xuan secretly teamed up with Elder Fenghuo of the Blood Demon Sect to fight against Lord Qingming first. When Lord Qingming was injured, Elder Fenghuo attacked and killed him and took his golden elixir."

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, and the beautiful female cultivator spoke up, "This Feitian Sect was unknown before, but I didn't expect them to be so bold as to sell out the real person!"

Xiao Sheng said, "Everyone, Feitianmen is on the rise. I wonder what you think of my previous proposal?"

……

It was evening, the sun was setting, the mountains were covered in green, the sunset glow was golden, and it was extremely dazzling.

At dusk in the Feitianmen area, a black dot slowly descended from the sky.

On the flying silver-banded ray.

The Feitian Sect and other people were in tattered clothes, everyone was injured, and their faces were heavy. In this battle, the former chief elder of the Feitian Sect, Mo Niansheng, was seriously injured. Even if he recovered, there would be no possibility for him to make any further progress.

Hall Master Helian died on the spot. In addition, three or four practitioners at the warrior level also died.

Fortunately, Lord Qingming died and no one dared to look down on Feitian Sect anymore.

……

The next day.

Gu Xuan called Ye Yang to walk into the ancestral hall together.

The tablets of the ancestors of Feitianmen are placed here. In front of the ancestral hall, a huge pit was dug out at some point in time.

The earth pit is rich in spiritual energy, and there is a spiritual spring underneath. It is located just above the spiritual vein node of Feitianmen, and is covered with a layer of fine jade soil.

This thing is extremely precious, and one pound of jade soil is worth a thousand spirit stones.

Gu Xuan took out a silver peach tree that was more than ten feet tall and shone with dazzling purple lightning. The two of them worked together to plant it in the jade soil.

"The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and it never stops. I'll put up another plaque on this peach tree, engrave the words 'fire' on it, and name it 'Lord of the Fire' to commemorate the deceased. What do you think?"

"The monks of the sect are fearless and brave, and they are in their prime for a hundred years. How lucky I am to be able to travel with them."

Ye Yang sighed: "If later generations can see the things and remember the ancestors, knowing that their ancestors had worked hard to start a business, and then worked hard, and there are successors, it is really a blessing. This name is really wonderful!"

The purple lightning silver peach tree was born in the purple lightning, absorbing the nutrients from the jade soil. The purple lightning glowed brightly and flashed cracklingly.

Gu Xuan grabbed a huge bluestone nearby, split it in half, used his finger as a pen to write the words "Xinhuojun" in large letters, and placed it upright next to the peach tree.

Gu Xuan stroked his beard.

"This Purple Lightning Silver Peach is a treasure for the rejuvenation of the sect. Although the price paid this time is huge, we are all heroes in the history of Feitian Sect for being able to bring it back."

"And you are especially so. After discussion, the sect has decided to let you and Wang Dong enjoy half of the harvest of the Purple Lightning Silver Peach Tree within a hundred years."

"As for the other disciples, there will be additional compensation."

Hearing this, Ye Yang was very satisfied. Although the purple electric silver peach is precious, it is difficult to cultivate.

A hundred years is enough for five fruits to bear, and possessing nearly one third of the profit from this spiritual peach is a huge treasure.

Gu Xuan then continued, "But if you want to sell your own silver peaches, you can only sell them to the sect, not to outsiders."

Ye Yang nodded in agreement. This tree was quite precious, and before leaving, Mo Niansheng also broke off some tender branches and prepared to go to Taohuawu for cuttings and grafting.

As to whether the second generation of silver peaches can survive, it is not yet known.

Waving his hand, Gu Xuan said: "You are tired after the trip to the Longevity Barrier. Go back and rest for a while."

Ye Yang thought about the time when he was in Wangyue Mountain and many independent cultivators wanted to join the sect, so he tried to ask.

"Master, what is the current situation of Moon Viewing Mountain?"

Gu Xuan sighed and said slowly, "Where is the Moon-Watching Mountain? After the Longevity Boundary appeared, the Moon-Watching Mountain was split in half a long time ago. Many old demons and monsters appeared in the world, and all the independent cultivators were devoured. Now it is a mess."

Ye Yang was silent. The once prosperous Wangyue Mountain just disappeared just like that.

He took out a jade slip from his storage bag, handed it to Gu Xuan, and spoke.

"Master, here is the list of many independent cultivators from Wangyue Mountain who have applied to join Feitian Sect."

"Those at the warrior level have been marked separately, and those who have special skills have also been listed."

Gu Xuan nodded, very satisfied with Ye Yang's approach.

“Are there any outstanding talents?”

Feitian Sect has always maintained strict control over foreign monks who come to teach under a master, and they are required to undergo various examinations.

It's because they are afraid that it might be an enemy spy, especially a master in the martial arts realm. If he turns against them, the situation will be serious.

Ye Yang pondered for a moment, then said, "Among them, there is a fellow Taoist named Xiao, who is a second-level talisman maker. His cultivation is at the second level of a warrior, but he is old, so he probably doesn't have much potential to advance."

"There is also a fellow Taoist named Liu, who is a second-level spiritual mud master."

He picked up a few and told Gu Xuan about them, but Gu Xuan didn't care much.

"These two can be considered talented, but the others are not so good."

Ye Yang nodded, and at this moment, Gu Xuan spoke again.

"The sect has found another main ingredient for the Tianzao Fruit you offered as a tribute. After a while, I will put aside my old face and ask my old friend to refine the Wuyun Golden Pill. I will give you one then."

The fruit of that day was given to Gu Xuan by him before he broke through the warrior realm.

Now, more than three years have passed. It took Feitianmen three years to gather all the pills and refine them. This shows how difficult it is to refine the Wuyun Golden Pill.

After saying goodbye to Gu Xuan, Ye Yang returned to the old courtyard alone.

The courtyard was kept very clean by Xiuya.

During this period, she also began to practice under Ye Yang's guidance.

It's just that my aptitude is not good, so I have only just started to feel the Qi.

Seeing Ye Yang coming back, Xiu Ya quickly threw the broom in her hand to the side and walked over.

"Sir, you are finally back. I was really worried during your absence."

She reached out and touched Ye Yang's face.

She breathed a sigh of relief only after seeing that Ye Yang was not injured.

Ye Yang stroked her fair and pretty face, sensing the vibrations coming from her body.

"You have broken through to the ventilation level."

Xiu Ya nodded, with a hint of pride in her eyes.

"I would also like to thank you for the elixirs you left behind."

Ye Yang stretched out his hand and gently stroked her legs, then extended it to her feet. His ten fingers were slender, white and smooth, and they were wearing white socks.

Xiu Ya enjoyed the food as it came, lifted her legs and put them on his shoulders, allowing him to caress them as he pleased.

"Be gentle, it's comfortable"

The spring sunshine is bright, the spring water is gurgling, and it is a whole scene of spring.

(End of this chapter)