Chapter 163: Sword Challenge Sect without a single defeat
"Master Gu, my master will arrive tomorrow, please welcome him in advance."

Inside Feitian Gate, there is a grand and ancient hall with two people sitting inside.

The skinny and small one is Gu Xuan, and in front of Gu Xuan is the beautiful girl in purple gauze.

Although she only had the cultivation level of an early warrior, she was not the least bit timid when facing Gu Xuan who had already reached the perfect state.

Instead, he gave the order casually with a bit of arrogance.

There was a hint of coldness in Gu Xuan's eyes. He was old and close to the limit of the warrior realm. Moreover, after breaking through to the perfection of the warrior realm, he was already a strong man in the surrounding area. No one dared to look at him like that anymore.

But this young and beautiful woman gave such an order, which was quite disrespectful to him.

If he hadn't been concerned about the powerful real person behind the other party, he would have exploded long ago.

After a pause, Gu Xuan did not give a reply immediately, but gently sipped the tea in the cup, and then said: "Since it is a senior in the True Person Realm who is coming, Gu Xuan will personally welcome him."

As he spoke, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Zisha Meiji nodded and said, "That would be the best. By the way, I heard that there is a good fighter in your sect named Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and knives. He is quite powerful. Our young master once specifically named him and granted him an audience."

Gu Xuan frowned, and the purple-veiled beauty said, "Why, you don't want to? I don't know how many geniuses want to meet my young master but can't. This is a great opportunity, he must not miss it."

"Fairy, calm down, it's just that Ye Yang..."

……

Spring March.

Feitian Gate.

Gu Xuan, wearing a ceremonial crown and a crimson blue robe of the leader, stood at the door with the Feitian Sect's senior executives, waiting quietly.

After a while, a huge ship flew down from the distant dusk clouds.

The huge ship covered the sky, like a giant beast flying down from the sky and landing on the top of a mountain.

Then a huge man wearing golden armor walked down from the boat.

His face was as red as copper, with a long beard under his forehead, and he looked quite mighty. He glanced around and saw that the people from Feitian Gate had been waiting for a long time under the scorching sun, but they did not show any arrogance.

Instead, he said in a friendly tone: "Fellow Daoist Gu, there is no need to be so solemn. Let everyone go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man appeared from behind him. He was wearing a white robe, his hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, and in his hand he held an extremely ordinary and common long sword.

So ordinary that it doesn't have any special features.

The two of them walked side by side, and a group of people couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. Who was this young man and how dare he stand side by side with this powerful True Person Realm expert?

……

In the ancient hall, there are curling clouds and smoke and wisps of green mist.

Gu Xuan sat face to face with the mysterious Purple-faced Immortal.

Gu Xuan asked hurriedly. It was hard to find a strong man in the realm of True Person in this area, and it was rare to meet a strong man in the realm of True Person who was willing to talk.

Naturally, he asked the seniors on his left and right about all his confusions about breaking through the realm of true person.

The Purple-faced Immortal stroked his beard gently with a warm expression. He did not act like an Immortal who was profound. When he encountered questions from Gu Xuan, he also gave him some pointers. After the conversation, Gu Xuan gained a lot.

Throughout history, Feitian Sect has had very few strong people at the level of True Immortals, and only the first ancestor was a True Immortal at the level of Jindan.

Although there are corresponding insights into breakthrough realms passed down, they are, after all, just one person's opinion.

Now, after consulting with him, he has learned a lot of experiences in breaking through to the realm of true person, which has benefited him a lot.

The Purple-faced Immortal was quite satisfied with Gu Xuan's learning attitude, but the man in front of him was old and seriously injured, with a broken arm. It seemed that the possibility of a breakthrough was very slim.

"It is a blessing for cultivators like me to have such a heart of Tao, but we should also prepare for the afterlife and not have any obsessions."

After the two finished their conversation, the Purple-faced Immortal took a sip of tea, slowly said a few words, and then said no more.

As people get older, their meridians become fragile and their flesh and blood lose their essence. This is the natural law of the cycle of human nature.

The older you get, the less likely you are to make a breakthrough.

Gu Xuan naturally understood what he meant, but he still thanked him.

After all, he has reached the lifespan limit of the warrior realm. After practicing for a lifetime, even if he is torn to pieces, he will try to break through the threshold of the real person realm at the end of his life and see more beautiful scenery.

"Thank you for your guidance, I am very grateful."

"Senior, I heard that you came to Feitianmen this time for a sword fight?"

The purple-faced man nodded and said, "Yes, my young master has traveled all over the world and has just reached the critical moment of concentrating his sword heart. Along the way, every time he arrives at a sect, he selects cultivators under the age of sixty to compete with. So far, he has visited three hundred and sixty-five sects and fought against four hundred and thirty-two people, without losing a single one!" "Hiss!"

Hearing this, Gu Xuan couldn't help but take a breath. The first thing that surprised him was that the other party, who was at the level of a real person, actually called a young man "Young Master".

How powerful is that person's background?

The last surprising thing was that the young master actually challenged 365 sects without losing a single battle. His sword skills must be at a very high level.

"Senior, what do you mean..."

The Purple-faced Immortal nodded slightly and said, "My young master loves swordsmanship very much. He is extremely talented and only when he is passionate about swordsmanship can he be passionate about cultivation. We heard that there is a man in your sect named Ye Yang who is known as an expert in both swordsmanship and sabers and is quite good."

"Although his cultivation may be a little low, he can just serve as a whetstone for my young master. If he can counter a few moves and learn a thing or two, it will be a blessing for him."

Gu Xuan frowned slightly. What Purple Faced Immortal said was quite impolite. He said, "Immortal, it's not that the sect is unwilling, but that Ye Yang was harmed by the thieves during this period of time. His meridians have been broken and he can't take action."

He knew that the other party was using Ye Yang as a whetstone to hone his swordsmanship.

But it is not so easy to be a whetstone, as it is easy to be hurt by the energy of swords, so he politely refused.

The Purple-Faced Immortal frowned slightly. Although he did not show any emotion, the Immortal Realm masters were so terrifying that in just a moment of frowning, the surroundings became white and the temperature dropped by more than half.

Gu Xuan said quickly: "There is another swordsman master in my sect. The third elder Ge Canhong has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years and is ready to fight."

The Purple Face Immortal frowned slightly: "You are talking about the old monk holding the black sword. I have seen him before. He is indeed a genius in swordsmanship. It's just that he didn't learn the sword skills well when he was young, so his practice progress was delayed."

"Although he has condensed his sword heart, he is old after all. His sword heart is old and it is difficult for him to be as brave and forward as a young cultivator. This is not in line with the sword heart of my young master."

"In addition, he has reached the seventh level of the Pure Land realm of warriors. His realm is too high. It is difficult for him to sharpen his swordsmanship when fighting with my young master."

Gu Xuan said: "This is not difficult, just let him suppress his realm."

Purple Face Master nodded: "This is a good suggestion. If you can gain something, we will definitely give you treasures."

……

Ye Yang was practicing hard in the courtyard. During this period, a big change happened in Feitian Sect. A powerful person in the realm of true person came to visit, and many guardians and disciples went out to join in the fun.

Ye Yang was not a person who liked to join in the fun. After finishing his practice in the Shouzhu Pavilion, he summoned the scaly demon elephant and took out a few spirit stones and threw them into the demon elephant's mouth.

The demon elephant stuck out its tongue, licked its lips, felt the rich spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone, opened its mouth, and ground the spirit stone with its fangs, looking excited.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle had already recovered after using the plasma cooked from the Purple Electric Silver Peach Tree.

At this moment, it was moving its limbs in the air, with faint blue-purple electric light flashing and crackling on its body, which was quite extraordinary.

Ye Yang exhaled, and white mist rolled out behind him. The airflow was like arrows, and the branches around him trembled. The whole world was filled with thunder-like cracking sounds because of his breathing.

Just at this moment, Ye Yang opened his eyes, revealing golden-red pupils in his eyes. Two rays of sword light shot out from his eyes, shining coldly.

As the sun sets, the entire Feitianmen is covered with dusk clouds, which cast a layer of sunset glow on the old persimmon tree in the yard.

Winter is over and the Waking of Insects is coming.

Tiny insects had begun to appear in the courtyard. Ye Yang held a wooden sword in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, a sesame-sized insect would fall to the ground a few meters away.

This is the sword skill of piercing a lice within a hundred steps and piercing a fly on the wall. Within a hundred meters, a lice will fall without the wind moving, and a fly will die without bleeding on the wall.

It is one of the several platform stages in sword practice from the differentiation of sword light to the sword becoming silk.

On this day, Ye Yang received a notice from the sect leader Gu Xuan, asking him to leave the sect temporarily and go to the market town of Feitian Sect to observe the progress of cultivation in the market town.

Ye Yang was quite surprised. After all, the construction of the market town was not within his scope of responsibility.

However, he simply packed his luggage and left Feitianmen with the Sun Chasing Turtle.
His destination this time was the newly opened Taoan Market between Feitianmen and Fengyulou.

Tao'anfang Market is the address that Feitianmen and Fengyulou finalized after much deliberation. It is located next to Feitianmen Taohuawu, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and on the bank of Niumo River, with beautiful mountains and rivers.

The environment is beautiful along the way. It is early spring now. When passing Taohuawu, looking from the sky, the whole mountain and field are covered with pink peach blossoms, stretching for dozens of miles, one after another. When the wind blows, the peach petals fly everywhere.

This place was once changed into the Poison Vein by the Five Poison Sect. After a few years, it was renovated by the Feitian Sect and restored to some of its former glory.

Now, there are endless peach blossoms in the ten-mile area, and beautiful peaches and fruits are everywhere in the mountains.

Ye Yang drove the Sun-Chasing Turtle down in front of Taohuawu, and immediately the guarding monks came out.

He was short and fat, wearing a green shirt, a melon-shaped hat on his head, and holding two broad swords in his hands. Although he looked clumsy, he was actually quite agile. He put away the swords, clasped his fists, and spoke loudly to Ye Yang.

"Who is in front? This is the territory of Feitianmen. If you are not invited, please leave immediately."

(End of this chapter)