Chapter 173 Ye Yang's strength changes and gains
After seeing the two leave, Gu Xuan walked to Ye Yang, patted his shoulder, and passed a magical power to him.

Ye Yang then felt a lot better. He had just used his withered hand to forcibly absorb the life essence of the surrounding trees and vines.

The external injuries have healed a lot, but Luo Changsheng's heart sword method is too overbearing.

While ignoring defenses, you can also use the universe as swords to slash from your heart, making it impossible to defend against.

"I am fine."

As he spoke, Ye Yang's face turned pale and he accidentally coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm. He had just had a fierce battle with Luo Changsheng.

He used the Thirteen Swords of Time at full strength twice, but his magic power was exhausted and he was completely exhausted.

This Thirteen Swords of Time Spirit Art is worthy of being the inheritance of the ancient demon king Changsheng Lao, it is indeed extremely domineering.

It can actually forcibly cut off a person's time, but the power of time is like an inn in the world, which can be encountered but not sought, elusive and hard to find.

Even though he had cultivated the Elephant Demon Fist to the highest level, and his body was as strong as a diamond, invincible in a hundred battles, and his flesh and blood, skin of copper and bones, were still not comfortable. After two cuts, he was already at his limit.

If it were a cultivator who did not cultivate his physical strength, one strike would probably be a stretch.

Fortunately, the Purple Face Immortal came, otherwise, he would not be able to hold on.

Ye Yang held his chest, tightly holding the lucky dragon bead in his hand. He felt the lucky red knife on his body trembling slightly, as if it was excited.

This lucky red knife can conceal a person's aura, making it difficult to detect. It has not been used for a long time since it was obtained in the longevity barrier.

Now that I am connected to the Jiaozhu, I finally have a different feeling.

Gu Xuan saw Ye Yang spit out another mouthful of blood and said, "This is a heart-protecting pill. It is very effective in treating heart damage. Keep it well."

After he finished speaking, he took out a glazed jade bottle. There were about three or four pills in the bottle. The pills were plain and light yellow, similar to the heart, but rounder and smaller.

Ye Yang accepted the bottle of Heart Protecting Pills. Gu Xuan sighed secretly: "Heal your wounds well. I will definitely repay this contempt in the future..."

Having said this, he stopped talking. Although Feitian Sect was considered a major sect within a thousand miles, it was not strong enough to face those powerful True Person Realm masters.

Not to mention that there may be an even more powerful mysterious force behind Luo Changsheng.

"Master, don't worry. I'm fine. Although Feitian Sect is still weak now, we will definitely be no weaker than others in the future."

"What a good one who is not inferior to others. You are me and so am I. The sect should also be like this."

Gu Xuan secretly clenched his fists, his heart filled with fighting spirit. Facing a powerful True Person Realm expert who was bullying others in his own territory, he did not dare to take action, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

"Sooner or later, under my governance, Feitianmen will become a holy place for cultivation, with thousands of people submitting to it and aristocratic families admiring it. No one will dare to look down on it again!"

The moon was high in the sky, and a gentle breeze was blowing as the two stood in the mountains.

Gu Xuan spoke again: "It's hard for you."

Ye Yang shook his head: "Master, you are too polite. This is what I should do. There is no such thing as difficult."

"You are knowledgeable and mature. I want to ask you why you practice cultivation."

Gu Xuan suddenly spoke, Ye Yang did not answer immediately, but thought for a while before speaking.

"Live a long life, eat wind and drink dew, see the ups and downs of life, catch turtles in the five oceans, and reach for the moon in the sky."

Hearing this, Gu clapped his hands and said, "What a great ambition! What a great ambition! You have given so much to the sect, the sect cannot let you down."

After he finished speaking, he continued, "Don't you have a pet, the Magic Elephant? It is a waste of resources to cultivate the Magic Elephant. You can keep the Magic Elephant in the sect, and receive the salary as a guardian at the warrior level."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang felt a hint of joy in his heart. The cultivation of a magic elephant is quite expensive, and the spiritual herbs and spiritual food needed for daily practice are also very expensive.

In recent years, Feitianmen has had a lot more spirit stones, so the treatment of the guardians at the warrior level has improved a lot. There are more than two thousand spirit stones in subsidies every year, but after spending them on cultivation, there may not be much left.

The most important thing is that once the Elephant Demon receives the salary from Feitianmen, he will have a long-term and stable source of income, which is the most rare thing.

However, Ye Yang was still a little worried.

"Then who owns this demon elephant?"

Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "It is said that you are slick and mature, and you act with caution. It is indeed true. Don't worry, the magic elephant is still your own demon pet, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere."

Ye Yang finally felt relieved. It was not that he was trying to judge others by his own standards, but if many things were not agreed upon in the early stages, it would probably lead to a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future.

What he was afraid of was that the sect would take a fancy to the fighting power of the Scaled Demon Elephant and want to force it into the sect's cultivation system.

……

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

The next morning, the sky was filled with mist and the evening mountains were purple. The wind from thousands of miles away made the green bamboos rustle. The spring breeze was as wide as the clouds in the sky, and the air was clear from top to bottom.

Ye Yang took out the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife in the Shouzhu Pavilion and examined it carefully. In yesterday's battle, several copper rings on the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife were destroyed by sword energy.

The blade was a little bent, but in comparison, the Red Maple Sword was still as new as ever, without any damage at all.

The idea of ​​refining a knife-like magical weapon became more and more intense in his mind.

It’s just that spiritual materials like time are hard to find. He has released so much information, but so far no one has sent him a message with information about time spiritual materials.

Ye Yang looked inward.

Thirteen Knives of Time
Realm: Getting Started

Progress: 29.5%
Next level: Minor success

[Perseverance, swing the knife 3,000 times every day, persist for three years and six months and you will succeed.]
Time flies, and it has been more than a year since he inherited the Shisan Dao Spiritual Art. Although Shisan Dao has great potential for cultivation, the cultivation speed is very slow, and up to now, it has not yet reached 30% of its cultivation progress. This sword technique is indeed extremely powerful, but the consequences are also extraordinary.

After the battle with Luo Changsheng last night, he carefully comprehended Luo Changsheng's Sword of Heaven, Earth and All Things, and made considerable progress.

The opponent came from a famous family and had been practicing sword techniques since childhood. With one of his moves, the energy of heaven and earth flowed and all things in nature assisted him. It was truly extraordinary.

That enlightened sword heart, the extraordinary sword intent, the smooth and experienced sword style, it has to be said that the opponent is very powerful, learning from the strengths of many schools, and having his own style. It is believed that it would be difficult to have such a level without a towering inheritance behind him.

Ye Yang felt each fight, and in the breeze and bright moon, he actually automatically demonstrated sword moves.

He carefully recalled the young man's last move. When he swung the sword, the sky and the earth darkened, and he used the natural world as his sword.

Ye Yang stared at the Fa Hongfeng Sword in his hand, and suddenly realized, what is a sword?
The weapon in the sword's hand is a blade that strikes heaven and earth. The sword is not very powerful, but it is the concrete form of his inner perception of the world.

Therefore, ancient texts often say that the sword is a gentleman's weapon.

The majestic Shaoyang sword energy spread out from his body, and then compressed into densely packed red threads, filling the area several feet around him.

What is his sword? It is persistence, perseverance, willpower, and the unremitting pursuit of immortality.

It is to believe that everything in the world is changing dramatically, but perseverance can still move mountains and change the world.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang stood up and swung his sword. The strange red maple sword in his hand actually drew the moonlight from the sky down, making his whole body shine with dazzling snow-white silver light and a cold red.

At this moment, he felt something, and the next moment, the red sword threads several feet around him quickly condensed into a giant sword, soaring into the sky and straight into the clouds.

The moment the sword energy rushed into the sky, Ye Yang suddenly had an epiphany.

He exhaled a breath of foul air and felt the aura rising around him. The sword thread was too sharp and overbearing. In the moment it appeared, it actually cut the surrounding stone pavilion into two pieces.

There were sword marks everywhere on the ground.

The sword lights were as swift as the wind and as aggressive as lightning. As they were wielded wildly, they carried with them the ethereal fire of thunder and lightning.

The sword was like thunder, and returned to silence in an instant.

Standing up and putting away his sword, Ye Yang laughed like a tide, and the clanging sound of swords clashing could be heard from his body.

He finally realized the realm of sword-wielding as a thread.

After entering the second level of sword arts and practicing sword skills like silk, the Shaoyang Sword Technique also changed again.

Shaoyang Sword Technique
Realm: Minor Success

Progress: 100%
The next level: Great success

[One of the Three Yang Sword Techniques, majestic and magnificent, just like the rising sun. Practice the sword a hundred times every day and you will master it in 0 days.]
When building the Shouzhuo Pavilion, the Shaoyang Sword Art had already reached its peak state of minor success.

At this moment, half a year has passed. He has been practicing diligently every day, and with the help of the second level of sword practice, the Shaoyang Sword Art has finally reached the realm of perfection.

Shaoyang Sword Technique
Realm: Great Accomplishment

Progress: 1%
Next level: Grandmaster level

[One of the Three Yang Sword Techniques, majestic and powerful, just like the rising sun. Practice the sword 200 times a day and you will master it in six years.]
……

"Not fast enough, not fast enough, you're not fast enough."

The sky is blue, with layers of white clouds, and it is peaceful.

On the boat with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, two people were practicing sword moves with their fingers representing swords without using any magic power.

On one side was a middle-aged man with a purple face, and on the other side was a tall and handsome young man, who was Luo Changsheng.

Luo Changsheng pointed, and the surrounding magical winds and white clouds transformed into giant swords. Countless sword lights shot up into the sky, getting faster and faster, and all hit the man.

However, the purple-faced middle-aged immortal flicked his finger, and the sword lights were broken by one finger. The purple-faced immortal groaned and carefully felt the flavor of Luo Changsheng's swordsmanship.

"Yes, it is indeed the pure sword intent of the Myriad Forms and No Life."

The Purple Faced Immortal praised: "I'm sure the old master will be very pleased to see that you have made such great progress after your trip."

Luo Changsheng clasped his fists and said, "I would also like to thank Uncle Ta for his support along the way."

In the air, the gale was strong, but it was completely blocked by the spirit ship formation.

The Purple Face Master hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young Master, you did something wrong this time."

Luo Changsheng looked at the clouds in the sky, as if he had placed all his vitality and attention on the clouds. At that moment, the white clouds had become giant swords in his eyes.

He came back to his senses only after hearing the Purple-faced Immortal's words.

"Uncle Ta, why do you say that?"

The Purple Face Immortal, who was called Uncle Ta, frowned slightly, and then continued: "Master, you shouldn't break into other people's private homes. Cultivators value secrecy the most. Private homes are the last stronghold. Fortunately, Feitian Sect is not strong and dare not confront us head-on."

"But there are so many cultivators in the world, so we need to be careful and cautious in our future actions."

"And the second one is to be ruthless and decisive."

　I'm trying to recover from a cold these days. There's one more chapter today, and I'll try to get back to my usual midnight update time.

　　In addition, I would like to thank Brother Ziqidonglai Zhen Guowei for the reward of 100 coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)