Chapter 161: Hidden Dragon List Sword Test Heroes
However, he knew that the sect was anxious to let the Flying Silver-spotted Manta Ray break through to the third-level demon beast, so Ye Yang did not say much and directed the two to evenly apply the bucket of spiritual liquid to the Flying Silver-spotted Manta Ray.

As soon as the spiritual fluid covered its entire body, the ray immediately let out a happy cry.

After a while, another disciple brought a large bucket of spiritual water.

The flying silver-spotted ray sucked in the spiritual water from the nostrils on the top of its head. The spiritual energy in its body became stronger and stronger, but its vitality became weaker and weaker.

Back in the courtyard, Ye Yang saw the blood-red persimmons hanging on the old persimmon tree. He picked one and tasted it carefully.

Persimmons are sweet and delicious, and extremely moist. He takes a bite of a persimmon and it becomes a pill. It tastes good, just like candy beans. He refines it quietly.

Finally, Ye Yang picked some green persimmons that had not yet turned red from the persimmon tree. These green persimmons tasted sour and astringent, so he told Xiuya to soak them in warm water and then wait to eat them.

After sunset that day, Ye Yang continued to go to the ray and practiced the Withering and Flourishing Hand, using his life essence to comb out the chaotic dead energy in the body of the Flying Silver Spotted ray.

He felt that the Flying Silver Ray's temper was becoming more and more violent.

According to this calculation, it will probably not be long before the silver-spotted ray dies.

……

The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

Today, above the azure blue sky, a huge spirit ship slowly flew over from afar.

The spirit boat has three floors, and the eaves are decorated with wind chimes. When the wind blows, the bells jingle, which is very pleasant to hear.

The three-story spirit boat was filled with beautiful golden light under the sun, with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes, and it was extremely dazzling.

The entire huge spirit ship is hundreds of feet long. On the deck of this treasure ship, a huge stegosaurus flag stands tall.

A group of Vajra warriors with bare chests brought jars of fine wine and poured them for the guests on the spirit boat. In the middle of the boat, a beautiful girl from the Western Regions fiddled with her fingers and danced to liven up the atmosphere. Her legs were white and slender, and her belly was smooth and flat.

There are also oriental beauties playing the pipa, each sound sounding like sobbing and complaining.

Halfway through the dance, a Miao dancer, wearing silver jewelry on her head, rushed into the dance floor and danced with the beauties from the Western Regions. The scene was magnificent.

Sitting on the viewing platform was a middle-aged man with a mighty look. He was holding a pagoda and his long beard hung down to his chest. Next to him was a young man lying on his side, with a smile on his face. He held a long sword in his hand and tapped the ground lightly.

Immediately, a beautiful girl came over, poured the magic wine on the gold and jade table in front of him, and served him with a pair of snow-white breasts.

The young man took a light sip, causing the pretty maid who was feeding her wine to shudder.

The young man seemed not to see it and continued to swallow the spirit wine. Meiji blushed.

"Uncle Ta, we have come all this way and have never been defeated in any sword test among all the cultivators in the world. Although there are many sects and families in Yalong Ridge, there are not many young masters who are worth looking at."

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man with a purple face and a beard next to him spoke immediately.

"Young Master, what you said is true. The Qinglian Mo family is famous for their swordsmanship. It is said that their Qinglian Swordsman has reached the highest level of swordsmanship and has a great reputation on the Yalongling Hidden Dragon List. However, he still couldn't last more than a few moves in front of the young master."

The young man shook his head. "Mo Twelve's sword is good, but he is too arrogant and always looks down on all the heroes in the world. He stays in the Mo family's small piece of land, and has never seen more sword moves. It is not unfair that he was defeated."

The purple-faced middle-aged man called Uncle Ta stroked his beard gently and then spoke.

"The Dayun Dynasty does have the potential to become an immortal dynasty, but its territory is vast, and it seems that something happened recently and it has been closed off, making it difficult to enter. It seems that we are destined to return empty-handed this time."

"Why don't we go to the Western Regions Buddhist Sect and have a look? It is said that there is a Buddhist swordsman in the Dharma King Temple. He seems to be a brother of Vajrapani Buddha. He is good at using heavy swords and has cultivated a sword that can cut karma and kill lives. His sword is extremely strong and fierce, and he is also a top figure."

The young man seemed to have thought of something, and then nodded and said, "Then let's turn the boat around and head to the Western Regions."

At this moment, the maid who was blushing from being sucked by him suddenly thought of something and spoke.

"Young Master, didn't you ask us sisters to collect the whereabouts of sword masters? We sisters found out that there is a master of swords and knives nearby, who is known as the master of both swords and knives."

"what!"

Hearing this, the young man stood up from the bed and frowned slightly.

"What a big tone! I think you are just a warrior. There are so many people in the world who use swords and knives. How can you call yourself a master of both swords and knives casually?"

The purple-faced middle-aged man next to him had a gleam of light in his eyes.

"He dares to claim to be a master of both swords and sabers. He must have some real skills. I just don't know if it's just an empty reputation."

Namiji adjusted her purple clothes to cover the snow-white cleavage on her chest.

"This man was just a small cultivator at the Tongqi realm a few years ago, and he has only been at the Wuren realm for a few years. But he first killed the secret disciple of the North Sea Goddess, and then forced back the cultivator with the Blood-Tear Eyes Taoist body with a single sword strike."

"Oh? Blood-Tear Eyes, why didn't you tell me earlier? We should have reported this to such a powerful opponent as soon as possible."

The maid knelt down and said, "Young Master, calm down. It's not that I'm hiding the news, but this area is remote and the territory is vast. The sects are far apart. The sword master Ye Yang was attacked and killed a few days ago. It seems that his tendons and veins were broken and his cultivation can no longer improve. He stays in the sect and rarely goes out. It's hard to measure his strength."

There was a hint of interest in the young man's eyes.

"In that case, let's go and take a look. But I am more interested in the Eye of Blood and Tears. People who possess this body are neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female, and are enchanting and strange. They are often able to practice spiritual arts and treasures to the highest level."

"Well, let's split up into two groups. I'll take the boat to look for the Eye of Blood and Tears, and you sisters can go and test the strength of the sword master to see if it's worth my effort."

Namiji had already understood what he meant. She looked at the sisters around her who were wearing light gauze, and immediately took out an object that looked like a flying kite.

The object swelled in the wind, and several people stood on the flying kite, with the veil fluttering, and headed towards the territory of Feitianmen.

……

Time flies, and winter is here again in the blink of an eye.

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a light snowfall that was as clear and foggy as snow.

The old tree with dead vines sprouted new branches, and after the old persimmon tree was upgraded to a spiritual plant, it became even stronger.

Although the persimmon leaves turn from green to red, they do not fall off. Behind the stone pavilion of Shouzhu Pavilion, the whole tree of red leaves is burning like flames.

There is warm wine and the scent of snowflakes at the bedside, and in my dream I know the persimmons are yellow.

Stay in the pavilion.

A cup of warm tea, a man and a woman, a small red clay stove, looking at the snowy mountains in the distance, the rolling Luo River, and a beautiful woman nearby, brewing tea.

"Sir, they say that happiness comes in waves, and every persimmon brings good luck. I'm sure we'll have a good year next year."

Xiu Ya made a cup of tea for Ye Yang and brought it to him.

Under the old tree, Ye Yang took a sip, then lay down comfortably on the recliner.

Ye Yang said: "Of course it is so."

This persimmon tree was originally very strong. After it was upgraded to a spiritual plant, it inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy every day, and the courtyard was full of spiritual energy. The row of green bamboos planted in the corner this spring were also green and attractive, and the branches were still full of vitality despite the snow. When you are very quiet, you will think about movement, cultivate your mind, and drink a cup of fragrant tea. Ye Yang lay down until noon, then slowly stood up, sat cross-legged, and practiced the Eight Changes of the Heavenly Toad.

The Eight Transformations of the Heavenly Toad is a prerequisite for the Feitian Sect's Red Toad Swallowing the Moon Spirit Technique, which can compress and condense the body's magic power eight times.

He exerted all his strength, and the energy of the Heavenly Toad in his body surged like a surging river or sea. He absorbed the spiritual energy and gradually entered a state of meditation.

After a while, a huge bright moon wheel appeared behind his head. This was a special phenomenon that occurred when one had cultivated the Eight Transformations of Heavenly Toad to a certain level.

Ye Yang closed his eyes, like a bright moon that did not move.

The courtyards around were empty and bright, with only the rustling of persimmon leaves in the wind and the fragrance of lotus floating in the air, fresh and alluring.

……

The wind and the moon are changing, the breeze is blowing, the snowflakes are drifting, and a young man is sitting on the top of the mountain.

The cold wind was rolling, and a huge celestial toad was absorbing countless clouds, wind and moon energy above the young man's head, and the spiritual energy was rolling towards the fontanel in his body.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes and saw broken rocks around him.

The moment he stood up, the energy surged, the trees split, and there were traces of fragments everywhere where the energy swept through.

This young man was Ye Yang.

Over the past month, he has been diligently practicing the Eight Transformations of the Heavenly Toad, and his magical powers have been condensed again. According to his guess, it won't be long before he can practice the Red Toad Swallowing the Moon Spirit Art.

Ye Yang stood up and walked to the flying silver-spotted stingray, but the stingray in front of him looked very strange, half of it was full of vitality, while the other half was full of death.

At the same time, most parts of the ray's body had begun to rot, but the ray's body continued to expand, and its radius was as wide as twenty feet.

It has reached the limit of a second-level monster and may break through at the next moment. If it fails to break through, it will die on the spot.

And once a breakthrough occurs, it means death.

Ye Yang sighed secretly, his mission was almost completed.

He returned to the courtyard and found that the spiritual field outside the courtyard was full of spiritual energy and the soil was fertile. During this period, this newly spiritual field was carefully tended by Xiuya.

After she practiced the Art of Plants and Trees, she planted some spiritual plants in the spiritual field, and they grew very well.

However, these spiritual fields are not in his courtyard, but are considered public property of Feitianmen. He is currently in a high position, and no one comes to hold him accountable or cause him any trouble.

"However, we still need a formation in the front yard."

Looking back at the majestic and ancient courtyard, Ye Yang seemed to be thinking about something.

When he was still in the Tongqi realm, he once spent a large sum of money to purchase a water and wood soul-nourishing formation. However, later when the Feitian Gate was attacked, his formation was also stolen.

However, under the Feitian Sect's kindness and force over the years, the captured Master Su Zhen has made great progress in his skills.

Or, he could customize a formation based on the Feng Shui of the front yard.

Ye Yang immediately found Master Su Zhen.

Master Su Zhen has been captured and brought to Feitian Sect for five or six years, and Feitian Sect has always lacked the inheritance of formation techniques.

Although he was a prisoner, in a sense, he was rescued from the Five Poison Sect by the Feitian Sect.

Master Su Zhen was originally just a small formation master. After being captured by Feitian Sect in the past few years, the sect increased the supply of resources and made an agreement with him to help him break through to the second-level formation master.

But the price was to become a long-term guest of Feitianmen. After some consideration, Master Su Zhen agreed to the agreement with Feitianmen.

Ye Yang found Master Su Zhen's residence and knocked on the door: "I wonder if Master Su Zhen is here?"

Master Su Zhen was timid and cowardly, but he had been pampered in Feitian Sect for the past few years and had been coaxed by others, so he gradually developed a bad temper. He thought the voice sounded familiar and spoke quickly.

"Please come in."

Ye Yang walked in and saw him directing two apprentices to polish the formation plate in the courtyard.

Seeing that it was Ye Yang, Master Su Zhen hurriedly put on a smile and said, "I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be Protector Ye. Please take a seat."

If it was an ordinary warrior guardian, he might not give such a good look.

However, Ye Yang has a high prestige in Feitianmen and is very powerful.

The sect's top leaders were all optimistic about him, so he didn't dare to offend him easily.

Ye Yang did not speak, but looked at several apprentices who were polishing the formation in the field.

"Master Su, are you still busy today? People say that you are the best in formation among several sects in the area, and you are still practicing formation diligently. It is really worth learning from you."

Master Su Zhen was extremely pleased, and he naturally knew that the person in front of him was just being polite.

But this polite remark depends on who says it. If it is said by an ordinary person, then it naturally has no value at all.

But if it comes from the mouth of Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swordsmanship and sabering, it will be a different feeling.

He said, "These two are new disciples that the sect has recruited during this period of time. They asked me to train them, but they are really stupid."

After a pause, he continued, "I heard that Guardian Ye seemed to be injured. I wonder how he is recovering. I have a meridian moistening flag here that I just made some time ago. I am giving it to the Guardian today as a token of my appreciation."

After saying that, Master Su Zhen took out a fist-sized formation flag from his pocket. The formation flag had one yin and one yang, one concave and one convex, which was quite unique.

Ye Yang touched it carefully with his hand, and suddenly felt a light moist air rushing into his body.

The positive side of this flag is inlaid with a fire bead, and the negative side is inlaid with a water bead. The combination of these two elements has both the moistening aura of water and the masculine spirit of the sun. It is unbiased, moderate and gentle, and has great benefits for the human body.

Ye Yang didn't refuse either.

"This thing is really useful to me. I wonder how much it costs?"

Master Su Zhen hurriedly shook his head: "I have always admired Ye Protector's character. As the saying goes, if you don't know Ye Yang, it's useless to call yourself a hero. Who does Ye Protector think I am? Why bother using spirit stones to explain it?"

Ye Yang complained in his heart, wondering if the reason why he was attacked was because of this sentence?
After clearing his throat, Ye Yang continued speaking.

"To be honest, I came to find Master Su Zhen this time because I have something to ask of you."

"You are too polite, Master Ye. What is it? Feel free to tell me."

Ye Yang said, "It's because two spiritual fields suddenly appeared in my courtyard, so I thought of asking Master Su to set up a formation to accumulate fertilizer and hide the traces of the courtyard so that I can plant some spiritual herbs."

(End of this chapter)