Chapter 153: The Gate Facing the Sea, Three Rivers Flow Eastward

Upon seeing this, the warrior cultivator who was leading the group waved his hand and emitted a vibrant green light, and infinite vitality emerged from Ye Yang's body.

Ye Yang's injuries couldn't help but get better.

Ye Yang groaned, and the white-bearded monk finally sensed something and said, "I'm afraid he is seriously injured. Send him to the clan to recuperate first, and then ask about his origins after he recovers."

As soon as he gave the order, someone rowed a small boat, lifted Ye Yang up, and headed towards the land.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Yang slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

The first moment he opened his eyes, he checked the sword on his back.

Only then did I realize that my back was already empty.

He touched the storage bag in his hand again, and a trace of comfort flashed through his heart. Fortunately, the storage bag was still there and safe and sound.

He felt his mouth dry and his head ached. He coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Someone outside had already known that he had woken up, and when he heard footsteps, he hurried out to report.

After a while, the door was slowly opened.

A bald old man with a three-inch white beard on his chin, leaning on a cane and wearing a green robe, walked slowly towards them. He was old, with a haggard face and some age spots on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, you were seriously injured. Are you feeling better now?"

After saying that, he handed over a cup of tea.

After regaining consciousness, Ye Yang secretly used the Withered and Flourishing Hand to heal himself.

It's much better now.

He was unfamiliar with the other party and was afraid that the tea might be different, so he did not drink it. Instead, he struggled to get up from the head of the bed and clasped his fists: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"I am seriously injured. Thank you for saving my life. I wonder where this place is?"

Hearing what Ye Yang said, the old man smiled and said, "This is the mouth of Baichan Mountain in Yalong Ridge where it meets the sea."

He had never heard of Baichan Mountain, but he was familiar with the mouth of Yalongling. He thought it should be not far from Shanhai City.

Ye Yang continued to ask: "I wonder if you have ever heard of Shanhai City."

The old man nodded, and then said: I have heard that this is a big city, but it is quite far from Baichan Mountain, more than 3,000 miles away. "

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Three thousand miles was not a long distance for a cultivator.

The old man took out a knife and a sword and handed them to Ye Yang.

"Fellow Daoist, these two weapons are extraordinary. After I picked them up, I sent them to you as soon as possible."

Ye Yang hurriedly thanked him, saying that the old man was truly kind-hearted.

His weapon was extraordinary. He was unconscious at the moment, so even if someone took it away, he would not know anything.

Now that the other party has chosen to return it, it means that he does not value this thing. Such people are rarely seen in the world of immortal cultivation today.

Ye Yang thanked him repeatedly and put away the sword.

When the old man saw that his injuries had recovered a lot, he stood up, said goodbye, and walked out of the house, leaving him to rest in peace.

Lying on the bed, Ye Yang secretly recalled everything that had happened during this period of time. After a long time, he sighed.

"Since ancient times, it has been said that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and the rafters that catch the wind will rot first. This saying is indeed true."

He thought to himself that he had been acting a bit too high-profile since he broke through to the warrior realm.

Especially since the group from the Changsheng Barrier first killed the monsters in the northern border, and then forced Die Wuhou to retreat with a single sword, I'm afraid that in the eyes of some people, they have already posed a threat, so this assassination took place.

Just like Die Wuhou who was found to have eyes of blood and tears, there are always people who want to get rid of her as soon as possible.

"On the path of spiritual practice, one must be careful and meticulous, like a hidden dragon in the abyss. Only in this way can one transcend the world."

Ye Yang stared at the beams and spoke slowly.

Getting up from the bed, the Sun-Chasing Turtle was still immersed in it, and a huge crack appeared in its tortoise shell caused by the sword energy.

The demon elephant's injuries had recovered a lot. It crawled out from his sleeves, lay on his fingers, and nibbled them gently.

"Luckily I met this kind-hearted old man this time. If I had met a vicious and evil person, my life would have been in danger."

Ye Yang secretly rejoiced.

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Baichan Mountain is next to the seashore. Above the vast sea, a golden sun slowly rises.

The surging white waves came from the horizon, and the waves gradually piled up from far away, making a loud noise like thunder.

Ye Yang walked barefoot along the edge of the waves. The next moment, his body dived into the surging sea water like a white fish, waving his fists vigorously.

The ancient, heavy, vast and ethereal boxing technique was like a demon elephant descending from the sky at the bottom of the sea, adding fuel to the waves, blocking the rivers, and actually squeezing the sea around him into a vacuum.

Ye Yang was practicing boxing. After a while, a ferocious and huge demon elephant swam out from the deep seabed, holding a huge white shark in its mouth. It shook its head and threw the white shark on the beach, as if asking Ye Yang to eat it quickly and not waste it.

Touching the head of the scaly demon elephant, a trace of heaviness flashed across Ye Yang's face.

During this period of time, the Scaled Elephant's injuries have improved a lot under his treatment.

However, at the critical moment, the Sun-Chasing Turtle used its back to block the fierce attack of the Heavenly Sword for him, and is still seriously injured and unconscious.

Ye Yang tried his best, but the results were not satisfactory. He wanted to recover from his injuries and quickly return to Feitian Gate.

Gu Xuannai and Nanming Shanren are both second-level alchemists. They are knowledgeable and may have a way to treat it.

The white shark captured by the scaly demon elephant was extremely majestic, about three or four meters long, and could be described as a ferocious beast in the sea.

Ye Yang pressed the white shark on the beach, took out the Red Maple Sword, quickly cut it open and cleaned it, and collected the red heart.

The heart of this sea monster is where all the blood and energy gather, and is most helpful for spiritual practice.

He swallowed the heart in one gulp, then quickly circulated the Heavenly Toad Qi to refine it quietly. After a while, a blush appeared on his face.

As for the huge body of the white shark, he abandoned it on the beach.

"Uncle Ye, your demon elephant is really powerful. The white shark in the sea has a trace of Kunpeng bloodline and is extremely difficult to catch. We have searched for it several times but couldn't find it. I didn't expect it to be so easy to catch."

The man and woman who were talking were both about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young man was tall, holding a steel fork in his hand, with his clothes fluttering, looking extremely heroic and majestic.

Next to him was a young girl, with a bright and sunny complexion, a yellowish complexion, youthful and lively, and extremely beautiful eyes.

This person was the descendant of the Jiang family who rescued him. The man was named Jiang An and the woman was named Jiang Lan.

The two were excited when they saw the huge white shark on the beach.

This white shark has the blood of Kunpeng. It is extremely rare to see it on a normal day and often grows in the deep sea. It is extremely useful for them to practice the Kun bird Qi training technique passed down from their family.

This thing was of little use to Ye Yang except for satisfying his oral desire. After he took the heart, he gave the white shark to the two of them.

At this time, the young girl Jiang Lan said, "Uncle Ye, didn't you say you were going to Shanhai City? Tomorrow is the day of the Wuyang Town gathering, maybe there will be some news about Shanhai City."

The Jiang family is a cultivation family at the mouth of Yalong Ridge. There are two warrior-level cultivators in the family and thousands of disciples in their branches. They have a very good reputation in the surrounding area.

Therefore, on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, cultivators would come to the Jiang family to trade materials needed for cultivation.

Ye Yang returned to the courtyard, picked many wild chrysanthemums and unknown seaweed flowers from the bottom of the sea, and secretly practiced the Withering and Flourishing Hand.

He continuously absorbed the vast spiritual fluid and vitality of the seaweed flowers and mountain chrysanthemums, and then transformed them into spiritual fluid to cover his body.

After a long time, Ye Yang finally exhaled a breath of foul air. His injuries have now recovered by more than half, and these spiritual liquids have greatly accelerated his recovery speed.

Fortunately, he had been practicing the Elephant Demon Fist diligently, and his body was like a treasure, extremely strong. Otherwise, if he were an ordinary warrior, he would have been blown to pieces in the fierce battle.

He poured the remaining spiritual fluid onto the scaly demon elephant and the sun-chasing turtle.

Especially the Sun-Chasing Turtle, there was a huge knife scar on its back, almost cutting off the entire body.

Although still in a coma, he was still slowly absorbing the tremendous vitality brought by the spiritual liquid.

He met this grass tortoise after a rain. At that time, Feigui was just an ordinary grass tortoise that was torn apart by its own kind and driven out of the forest. Its limbs were broken and in a terrible state.

Later, this wild tortoise followed him, absorbed the life essence of the Tiangang Sun-Chasing Turtle, and actually refined its energy into a demon.

It was a casual act at that time, but now it saved his life.

Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh deeply, it was indeed fate.

Just as he was sighing secretly, there was a knock on the door in the distance.

Ye Yang slowly opened the door and found that the person standing outside was Jiang Ling, the white-bearded old man who rescued him.

Jiang Ling was leaning on a cane, he was weak and old.

Generally speaking, the lifespan of a strong warrior is about two hundred years, but a cultivator has to go through countless battles throughout his life, and few can live to two hundred.

Take Jiang Ling for example, he was only 170 or 180 years old but he had already entered the last years of his life.

Although he has only reached the early stage of warrior cultivation, he has great prestige in the neighborhood and is kind-hearted. This time he rescued Ye Yang from danger, and Ye Yang was deeply grateful.

"Is Fellow Daoist Ye still practicing?"

Jiang Ling looked at Ye Yang and smiled: "No wonder you were able to break through to the warrior realm at such a young age. Even at this level, you are still working hard. You are a true immortal seeker."

Ye Yang smiled slightly, and then said: "Senior Jiang, you are too polite. It's just that I have been dull since I was young, and I know that if I want to achieve something, I need to practice hard to be one step ahead of others. Isn't there a saying that the early bird catches the worm?"

Ye Yang could tell that Jiang Ling had something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have come back.

According to Ye Yang's personality, he usually won't take the initiative to speak, but will let the other party speak first, so that there is room for bargaining.

But Jiang Ling rescued him from danger, pulled him back from the brink of death, and gave him many miraculous medicines and elixirs to cure his illness and save his life.

We should not respond with such a selfish attitude.

(End of this chapter)