Chapter 175 The Mysterious Monk in the Training Hall
Huo Bingshuang put away her sword and stood up, wiping the sweat from her forehead. The scent of sweat made Yang Zhen's heart pound and his blood boil.

He looked at the corner and saw a dull young man holding a pot of grass and grinning foolishly. He flashed a playful smile, brought a glass of cold water to Huo Bingshuang, and deliberately started a conversation.

"Zhang Zhe doesn't practice cultivation on weekdays, can't speak, and just smiles foolishly while hugging a blade of grass. I don't know how he got into Feitian Sect."

"It is said that he has a close relationship with the elder of the Zhang family, who is under the Feitian Sect."

Zhang Zhe is stupid and honest. Even if others say something about him, he doesn't take it seriously. He just puts all his thoughts on the grass basin in his hand and grins foolishly.

After watching for a long time, the two found that he was killing insects in the pot of grass, and then buried the insect corpses at the roots to increase nutrients for the grass.

The two of them didn't take it seriously, and Yang Zhen continued, "By the way, Junior Sister, do you know that according to Instructor Han Bao, there will be a distinguished guest coming to give lectures tomorrow. Do you know who it is?"

Huo Bingshuang shook her head: "I don't know about this yet."

There are quite a few disciples in Feitianmen nowadays. There are more than 200 new disciples alone. Later, Feitianmen recruited a group of guest officials with special skills. The children and direct disciples of those guest officials were also trained in Feitianmen.

Most of the disciples from the previous class have married and gone to various places under Feitian Sect to serve as deacons or managers.

However, there are also some people who still remain in the sect because their practice does not meet the standards or their strength is not enough.

The total number of people in this crowd is as many as three or four hundred.

Therefore, the competition among the disciples of Feitianmen is very fierce.

Hearing that Huo Bingshuang didn't know, Yang Zhen's eyes showed a hint of pride, and he said in a rather boastful manner: "I know that the one who will give the lecture tomorrow is likely to be Ye Yang, the guardian who is both an expert in swordsmanship and saber-rating."

"what?"

Huo Bingshuang's heart was slightly moved and she turned pale with shock.

This Dharma Protector Ye is a prominent figure in Feitian Sect. His skills in swordsmanship and knife skills are both superb and unparalleled.

And what she is practicing is swordsmanship, so I will have to ask her for advice when the time comes.

She knew that the Yang Zhen in front of her was the biological son of a sect guardian who was at the martial realm, and that he had a close relationship with several instructors in the sect.

His news must be true.

The conversation between the two was quite loud. Yu Qingshan, who was practicing sword skills, paused slightly when he heard the name Ye Yang and accepted the two fine steel swords.

"They only know that my cousin in name only practices diligently, but they don't know how much he has sacrificed for his goals."

"Being well-versed in human nature and sophisticated is beyond the imagination of these people. If one only practices hard, it would be difficult to break through to this level."

Yu Qingshan shook his head. He and Ye Yang were nominally cousins. Thinking about the time when Ye Yang came to the Yu family to borrow spirit stones and was treated coldly by the Yu family, the older he got, the more he could understand how difficult it was for Ye Yang at that time.

Before, in the Yu Mansion, he was a noble son of the mansion, with a noble status and position. No one dared to disobey him. He had all the resources for cultivation and was respected by everyone wherever he went.

But ever since Yu Hu was placed under house arrest by the sect and his family was sealed off, the supply of resources for cultivation has become increasingly scarce, and only Ye's mother was able to support him with difficulty. Only then did he realize how difficult it is to be a human being.

Putting away his sword, Yu Qingshan took out a precious pill from the secret compartment of his backpack and swallowed it with warm water.

Lying on the bed, he stared at the bright moon outside the window while refining the medicinal power of the elixir, and was unwilling to fall asleep for a long time.

I actually felt a little homesick.

There is not enough spiritual energy in the room where this disciple lives. If he wants to practice quickly, he has to take pills.

For most disciples, it is a huge sacrifice.

"If not, go borrow some more spirit stones from my cousin tomorrow. Mother has been working hard for a long time, and we can't let her worry."

With this thought in mind, he slowly fell asleep in the moonlight by the window.

the next day.

The evening drum and morning bell sounded like thunder.

The morning sun shone into the sect's main hall. A group of disciples had already made preparations and were waiting patiently in the training hall.

Hearing that a distinguished guest would come to give lectures today, the disciples got up early, washed up, and waited for the distinguished guest to arrive.

……

Since entering the warrior realm, Ye Yang has not come to the sect's training hall for a long time.

He walked in and saw that the hall had been expanded a lot. The hall was magnificent, the blue bricks were solid, and it was much more spacious than before.

As soon as Ye Yang came over, Han Bao and his wife came to greet him, and then said: "Ye Protector, your presence here today really brings honor to the teaching hall. My wife and I have come here specially to wait for you."

Ye Yang shook his head: "The virtuous couple are also well-known figures among the disciples, so why should they be so polite?"

Han Bao shook his head: "As for other people, we can ignore them, but since Ye Hufa is not only my husband and I's guide, but also a meritorious official of the sect, my husband and I should wait and greet him in advance."

A few people then exchanged a few words of greeting, and soon another voice was heard.

"I heard that Ye Protector was coming, so I came here to ask for help. Is this possible?"

Ye Yang looked up and found that it was Xiao Sheng. Xiao Sheng was a second-level talisman master. After being introduced into the sect, he also began to teach disciples in the training hall.

It's just that he has to make talismans and practice qigong on weekdays, and he is very busy. Although he is famous, he is rarely seen.

Seeing this person coming, Ye Yangyi clasped his fists and praised him: "I would like to ask Brother Xiao Dao for more guidance."

After a while, another old man came over. When he saw Ye Yang, he hurriedly went up to him and Ye Yang grabbed his hand.

"Old Guardian Yang, why are you doing this?" This person was none other than Yang Xing, who had gone to capture Yu Hu when he was traveling with Ye Yang before.

Yang Xing has been in the warrior realm for many years. Although he is old, he has already reached the third level of warrior cultivation.

"Protector Ye, the two of us went to capture Yu Hu, but we didn't expect this to happen. I heard that Protector Ye was seriously injured, which really made me feel guilty."

Ye Yang shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with Guardian Chen, don't think too much about it. Although my meridians are completely broken this time and I can't make any progress, it also made me realize many truths. It's not certain whether it's a blessing or a curse."

When he said this, Yang Xing sighed secretly: "God is jealous of talents."

Seeing this, Ye Yang slightly suppressed the slight doubt in his heart.

He had suspected several times before that someone had leaked his information, which led to the attack.

He had also suspected Yang Xing, but as it stands now, it seems that the other party is unaware of the situation. Of course, it is also possible that the other party is such a good actor that he hid it from him.

……

Inside the teaching hall.

Hundreds of disciples couldn't help but discuss when they saw that the teacher who was supposed to give the class today hadn't arrived yet.

A disciple spoke mysteriously, "I discovered something very magical. Do you want to know?"

"What's the matter, Lou Yu, tell me quickly."

"That's right, Hu Xu is being so mysterious in front of my fellow apprentices!"

The young man said, "You don't know, just now the Han Bao couple was standing at the door waiting for someone in advance, and the most important thing is that Xiao Sheng, the cold-faced fox, also showed up."

"And the rarely seen Dharma Protector Yang Xing was standing at the door to greet us. Who was so generous that he actually asked us, the rarely seen deacons and Dharma Protectors, to show up and make such a big fuss?"

The group of people were slightly surprised, as those guardians were all people of noble status.

Many of them were powerful warriors, and the most important thing was that the people who came to greet them included the sect’s old guardians, as well as newly recruited guest cultivators.

Who is this person who deserves such a grand welcome and wins over both the old and the new?

It is indeed too abnormal.

A disciple who was sitting next to the window said, "It's too far away, so I can't see clearly, but he is wearing a green robe and has an upright figure."

"If you can't see anything, don't talk nonsense."

"He is dressed in simple and ancient clothes, not a fancy person. I think he is an ascetic."

Some disciples also made guesses.

Yu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, as if he had thought of something. He waited quietly, holding a piece of straw paper in his hand and carefully practicing drawing talismans.

Beside him, a young man stood up and walked outside.

"Brother Guo, where are you going?"

The cultivator called Senior Brother Guo stood up and wanted to go out, and a disciple next to him noticed his abnormality.

The man smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm not feeling well so I'm going out for a while."

Soon he arrived at the courtyard, carefully observing the group of people outside, and then called over a cleaning boy, and said, "Boy, which guardian is standing outside? Why hasn't he come in for so long?"

The boy who was sweeping the leaves swept a pile to the corner, turned around, and leaned on the broom: "It seems to be Ye Yang, the guardian of Ye who is an expert in both swordsmanship and sabering."

The young man frowned slightly, then said, "Didn't they say that Ye Protector's meridians were broken and his behavior could hardly improve? Could it be that he wants to retire in the training hall?"

He continued, "How can a cultivator with severed meridians like him make these deacons and guardians wait several hours in advance to welcome him?"

The boy who was sweeping the floor threw the broom away and said, "What do you know as a little disciple? How can you butt in on this? Ye Hufa is such a hero, how can you let him talk nonsense?"

"If he hadn't led away the warriors in the Tongqi realm, I'm afraid Feitian Gate would have been breached from the inside long ago, and you wouldn't have been able to enjoy the fun you're waiting for."

Hearing what the cleaning boy said, the man coughed dryly, turned his eyes away and apologized quickly.

"Don't blame me, boy. It's my fault for making trouble. I lost my mind for a while."

The boy then stopped and picked up the broom to start sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Even though Protector Ye is seriously injured now, you can't just doubt him."

He snorted coldly and was not polite to the disciple at all, confronting him face to face.

……

After greeting several deacons and guardians, Ye Yang walked into the hall alone.

The disciples all looked at him curiously.

Ye Yang groaned for a moment, then said: "I came here today at the invitation of the teachers, just to tell you how to use swords."

The disciples in the field all knew that he was famous for his swords, so they were not surprised.

In the world of immortal cultivation, swords and knives occupy the majority of the lower-level cultivators, and have a huge number of fans.

Therefore, when they heard him talking about swords and other weapons, all the disciples held their breath and waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)