Chapter 142 Some people become immortals, while others are remembered for eternity

Ye Yang sat upright in the middle of the house, carefully counting what he had gained from the Longevity Barrier this time.

The most precious of all is naturally the divine fetus of flesh and blood, which, if spread out, would be enough to cause a bloody storm.

This thing can bring people back to life and turn bones into flesh. It also contains the power of time and creation. Even for chronic diseases, it can make people recover and return to their prime.

The divine fetus of flesh and blood is like Tai Sui, with layers of white flesh and bright purple light. At the very top are two eyes that keep rotating.

Ye Yang took it out of the storage bag, fetched an old green-tiled jar, filled it with spiritual water, and placed the flesh and blood divine fetus in it.

After doing all this, Ye Yang took out a red knife that was about an inch long, wrapped in red cloth, and looked like a bloody blade.

This thing was obtained by him from the place of the lucky dragon. It is quite mysterious and has the effect of exorcising evil spirits, avoiding disasters, and bringing continuous good fortune, according to the mysterious Taoist fortune-teller.

This item seems to have many mysteries, and seems to be a piece of good fortune suit.

Taking out a jade slip, Ye Yang carefully comprehended it. This jade slip was exactly the explanation given to him by the mysterious fortune-telling Taoist priest.

It was just that he had not had time to check since he was in the Longevity Barrier. At this moment, he immersed his consciousness in the jade slip. After about an incense stick of time, Ye Yang finally opened his eyes.

"This thing is indeed magical and very rare."

He pondered for a moment. According to the jade slip, this lucky red knife could suppress the aura of disaster and bring good luck to himself. The method of using it was also simple. He could just smear it with blood and essence and carry it with him.

In addition, this item has one greatest use, which is to conceal the secrets and hide one's own aura.

Since he practiced the Elephant Demon Fist, his body has gradually changed, and his physical strength has become unparalleled. It would be perfect if he could use the Red Sword of Fortune to cover it up.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang no longer hesitated. He spat out a mouthful of blood and smeared it on the red knife.

In an instant, he felt an indescribable force in his body, and his entire body seemed to become illusory.

Putting the Red Knife of Fortune and the White Elephant Bead together and putting them away carefully, Ye Yang also carefully counted the other gains, such as the Shizuka Snow Lotus, the Centennial Red Fruit, the Seven Emotions Dream of the Human Evil, etc.

After sorting all of these into different categories, Ye Yang prepared to sell some unused spiritual materials and spiritual minerals to the sect in exchange for contribution points.

As for spirit stones, with the salary of a martial arts guardian and the steady income from the rent of the backyard, they are no longer in short supply.

Ye Yang stood up. Xiu Ya had been waiting outside the door for a long time. She knocked on the door and walked in, bringing him a plate of spiritual fruits and a cup of hot tea.

She knelt in front of him and gently peeled the skin of the spiritual fruit, then fed him the flesh. Then she squatted down, took off his clothes and boots, held them in her arms, and kneaded them gently.

"I don't know why, sir, but I feel like you're a little different than you were yesterday."

"Oh? What's the difference?"

"I can't explain it, but I vaguely feel very blessed."

Ye Yang guessed that it was the effect of the lucky red knife that had just been activated. He looked at Xiu Ya's fair, tender, and voluptuous figure and couldn't help but reach out and touch her gently.

"Hate."

Xiu Ya was reluctant to accept and never refused Ye Yang's request. Instead, she bit her lips and let out a slight gasp from her nose.

She threw him a wink.

Ye Yang took out a jade pendant from his storage bag. This jade pendant was a trophy he had seized from a casual cultivator in the Tongqi Realm. It was quite extraordinary.

It can automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and condense a protective shield that can withstand an attack from a cultivator in the late stage of ventilation.

"Try wearing this pendant on your body. It can be regarded as adding a layer of protection to yourself."

Xiu Ya happily took the jade pendant and injected a trace of magic power into it. The jade pendant activated a protective shield that seemed indestructible.

Sensing that this thing was extraordinary, Xiu Ya immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"How could this servant of mine deserve to be granted this immortal treasure by the young master?"

Ye Yang lifted her chin and looked at the other's beautiful face.

"Your cultivation is still a little low, remember to practice well."

Xiu Ya bit her lip and nodded immediately.

……

During this period of time, Ye Yang has been quietly digesting the various gains from the Longevity Barrier.

Especially regarding the Thirteen Swords of Time, he attached great importance to it, and he practiced and wielded the sword every day, gaining insights, and never stopped.

The Thirteen Swords of Time is indeed the top inheritance in spiritual techniques.

The passage of time and the vicissitudes of life give him different insights every time he practices.

This sword technique is extremely fierce and contains the power of time and creation, which is extraordinary.

He is just getting started.

When the sword is swung out, there will be an endless stream of thirteen sword powers slashing out, and the withered and flourishing hand has the ability to transform life and death.

In the future, if an elderly person fights with him for a long time, he will die.

For young geniuses, if they are struck by this sword, they will be cutting off their own life potential and it will be difficult for them to continue on their path.

Some people see its vicissitudes, some feel the passing of time, and some regret that it blows away a season of prosperity and mottles the black hair.

However, from this moment of time, Ye Yang realized that time is like a song and the horror of time passing by so quickly.

“Who in this world can survive death? No matter how beautiful and charming one is, in the end, one will be nothing but a pile of dust. Life is not easy, and no one can change the trajectory of fate.” (1)

"In the battle for immortality, the only way is to save yourself. You need to always keep moving forward, only then can you make it to the end."

He was quite touched and sighed softly.

……

In the past few days, Ye Yang finally returned to his normal life, practicing diligently, and playing with the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle when he was tired.

Because the Scaled Demon Elephant can be any size it wants, it often plays with the Sun-Chasing Turtle in the courtyard and has a lot of fun.

On this day, Ye Yang was practicing under the old persimmon tree.

But I never expected that there was a knock on the door.

He walked forward and gently opened the door, only to see a man with dark skin, thin body and a long beard on his forehead.

When the man saw Ye Yang, his expression was extremely flattering and he spoke immediately.

"But Protector Ye is in person?"

Ye Yang nodded, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "I wonder who you are?"

Feitian Gate is not big, and he can confirm that he has never seen this person before.

The thin old man in his fifties chuckled and took out two exquisite gift boxes.

"Protector Ye, I am here to escort spiritual materials from Wangyue Mountain to Feitian Gate. I heard that Protector Ye killed the monsters in the northern border in the Changsheng barrier, which greatly enhanced the spirit of cultivators like me. I admire him very much and came here to pay my respects to him."

"These two boxes of things are little gadgets given to me by a friend from the Medicine King Sect. They are not precious, but they are quite unique. I also take them often, and the effects are extraordinary."

"Please accept it, Dharma Protector Ye. I have no other intentions. I just want to pay you a special visit and see the Dharma Protector's true appearance."

Ye Yang didn't know this person, nor did he know what he was talking about. He also knew that the other party's words of "admiration" were actually just polite words, and the purpose was to send this thing to him, so naturally he refused again and again.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. This will only make things difficult for me."

Seeing Ye Yang say this, he spoke a little embarrassedly.

"I wonder if Protector Ye is available. I was thinking of coming over to talk to Protector Ye about my personal development." After saying that, he took out the jade slip that he had prepared long ago and handed it to Ye Yang, who gently opened it.

The jade slip contains detailed information about this person.

This person was able to accurately find his doorstep and come out from the Feitian Gate, which means that someone was guiding him and he did not drive him away directly.

He looked at the jade slip carefully. The man's name was Zhao Dafu, and he had reached the eighth level of Tongqi cultivation. He was over seventy years old, which was considered the end of his life for a Tongqi cultivator.

"He is actually a first-level alchemist."

"Fellow Daoist, you have this skill, so why do you want to enter the Feitian Sect?"

Zhao Dafu smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Protector Ye doesn't know that after the destruction of Moon-Watching Mountain, the spiritual veins dried up, and countless independent cultivators were unable to practice, so they had to leave their hometowns to make a living."

"I grew up here. When I went to another place, I was a stranger who was unfamiliar with the place. My cultivation was ordinary, so it was inevitable that I would be bullied. Feitian Sect has a good atmosphere and rich spiritual energy. It is exactly the place I yearn for."

Ye Yang knew that Feitianmen had fought a great battle with Zhenren before, and many people felt that Feitianmen had unlimited potential, so they wanted to join in.

However, as this person said, although there are many intrigues and despicable people inside Feitianmen, it is indeed a quiet place in comparison.

"Whether you can join Feitian Sect or not still needs the Sect Master's approval, so you'd better take this thing."

"What are you talking about, Ye Hufa? This is not a precious thing. It is just a token of our old Zhao's kindness. Besides, it is unreasonable to take back something that has been given to us."

However, Zhao Dafu refused repeatedly, put down the things, and fled out of the door in a panic. Seeing that he left in a flash, Ye Yang had no choice but to take it.

He opened the gift box and found two pills inside.

A bottle of anti-aging pill and a Jiaojing pill.

It wasn't anything shameful, at most it was just some local specialty, so Ye Yang put it away.

Sometimes accepting gifts is a science, which can help the other person calm down, not let him/her have wild thoughts, and not offend others.

Looking at Xiuya's busy figure in the house, Ye Yang couldn't help but shook his head.

It seems that the other party had already known about him for a long time, and the person who gave the gift really put a lot of thought into it.

Xiuya liked it very much and kept holding the gift box and looking at it back and forth.

"Sir, I heard that this Jiao Jing Pill can make a man extremely strong, huge, and hard as iron. Do you want to try it?"

……

When Ye Yang walked out the door, Zhang Buer was practicing sword. When he saw Ye Yang walking by, he hurriedly called out.

"Senior Brother Ye."

Ye Yang nodded. Zhang Buer did not participate in this trip to the Longevity Barrier.

This has both advantages and disadvantages. The good thing is that you don't have to fight for life and death outside, but the bad thing is also obvious, which is that you lack an opportunity.

Zhang Buer looked at Ye Yang's receding figure, feeling bitter inside.

This time after coming out of the Longevity Barrier, even Yan Qingying broke through to the ninth level of Tongqi.

And his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Tongqi two years ago, and he is still at the ninth level now.

He knew that resources were limited, and once resources were scarce, the consequence would be that the speed of cultivation would be greatly slowed down.

Even later on, the sect subsidized a large amount of spirit stones to those of them who were originally at the Xuan level.

However, relying on these spirit stones to break through the warrior realm is still a drop in the bucket.

He began to think carefully about when the gap between him and others began.

After thinking for a long time, I realized that it was during the battle for the Seven Flying Immortals.

Those who later obtained the title of Seven True Flying Gods all made rapid progress in their cultivation, such as Ye Yang, Wang Dong, and Dugu Qiang, all of whom have now reached the level of warriors.

Li Bayuan, Zhang Xing and others have also condensed their innate qi, and they have been waiting for the opportunity to break through.

But he thought it through in an instant.

Some people become immortals, while others are remembered forever.

The so-called becoming an immortal, being famous throughout the ages, and having eternal hegemony, are actually nothing compared to one thing, which is to follow your own heart, do something you like, and spend the rest of your life there.

In terms of spiritual practice, he was a not very successful loser, but when faced with a major choice in his life, he rode alone for thousands of miles to rescue his friend and did not regret it.

This may also be the meaning of chivalrous spirit.

While others were fighting with swords and spears for the Seven Flying Immortals, fighting for their lives.

He and his friends were alone on the top of Wangyue Mountain, sitting around a fire, brewing tea, watching the sunset, and watching the snow all day...

……

After saying goodbye to Zhang Buer, Ye Yang went to Bai Zizhen's house.

Bai Zizhen has always lived a simple life. He doesn't even use the strong men and maids assigned to him by the sect. At this moment, he is refining Tiangang in the yard to guide the evil spirits.

When he saw Ye Yang coming, he opened his eyes and his look was bright, which was very different from the old and frail look he had before.

"Hey, the famous Dharma Protector Ye in the sect, how come you have time to visit an old man like me today?"

Bai Zizhen looked at Ye Yang coming and made a joke.

"You know Uncle Bai is thinking about my flower tea, so he specially sent something to you."

After finishing speaking, Ye Yang took out the exquisite scented tea wrapped in white paper and blue and white porcelain.

The old tea at the bottom is made by rolling the leaves of the ancient tea tree, while the flower tea on the outside is made by picking wild flowers in the spring and drying them in the sun.

"You guy."

Bai Zizhen smiled and said, "This Bitan Piaohua you stir-fried yourself is really good. You have really spoiled my taste buds over the past few years."

Although Bai Zizhen said this, he still happily untied the bag, scooped a cup with a tea spoon, and brewed it with hot water.

The two of them drank tea, chatting about family matters in a relaxed and carefree manner.

"I came here today specifically to return these 700 contribution points to Uncle Bai."

The sect's contribution points were precious. Three years ago, he borrowed 700 contribution points from Bai Zizheng to exchange for the Martial Golden Pill. It took him nearly three or four years to collect the points after he broke through the martial artist realm.

Bai Zizhen shook his head slightly: "What use is there for this thing when I am half buried in the ground? You should keep it for now. You have just broken through to the warrior realm, and you need more resources for cultivation."

Over the past few years, Bai Zizheng has been working hard to refine the Tiangang Guiding Evil, but he has still not broken through to the seventh level of the warrior realm.

Therefore, he was quite discouraged about practicing.

“How can this be…”

"Why, an old man like me doesn't keep his word?!"

Contribution points are precious. Even though Bai Zizhen is a high-ranking member of the sect, these 700 contribution points are still not a small number.

Ye Yang sighed secretly, knowing that Bai Zi was really stubborn, so he said, "How dare I contradict Uncle Bai, but it's not easy for you either."

"No matter how difficult it is, I am still better than you. Well, if you have nothing else to do, just leave. I still need to practice Tian Gang Dao Yin Sha."

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(1) Some of the quotes are from Chen Dong’s The Realm of Immortality.

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