Chapter 177 Dislocation of the Five Internal Organs
Ye Yang took out the spirit stone and handed it to Yu Qingshan.

At this moment, he thought of the experience of going to the Yu family alone to borrow spirit stones. The tall buildings and magnificent buildings looked so prosperous.

But now, only a few years have passed, and everything has changed. The people are gone, and the building is empty. I can't help but sigh.

He thought of the two percent interest rate that Ye Li had told him before, but he was wondering what Yu Qingshan would do if he asked for a two percent interest rate.

Should you swallow your anger and keep silent, or react violently on the spot?

But in the end he still didn't say this, because the person in front of him was one of the few people in the world who was related to him by blood.

He is not the kind of person who would take advantage of others' misfortune and wait for an opportunity to take revenge.

Yu Qingshan took the spirit stones and said, "Thank you, cousin... I will give you double the spirit stones in the future..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the person in front of him disappear.

Only one sentence echoed in the air for a long time.

"From now on, you must practice well and don't let outsiders look down on you."

At this moment, a huge feeling of regret came over me.

Yu Qingshan thought to himself that if he had been able to get closer to his cousin when he borrowed spirit stones from him, he would have had a smooth journey in his cultivation at the Feitian Sect.

After experiencing the hardships of life, he suddenly sighed: "My parents have spoiled me and loved me for many years, and always granted me what I asked for, but this caused me to have the bad habit of looking down on others."

"This cousin's father died early, and he has been on this journey like a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter, unyielding and unyielding. Just as he said, in the battle for immortality, one can only save oneself, and cannot rely on others."

Ye Yang didn't know about Yu Qingshan's many psychological activities, nor did he have any interest in knowing them.

After returning to the courtyard, he took advantage of the moonlight to begin practicing the Thirteen Swords of Time.

Silver light burst out, and the blade flashed like lightning, slashing down from the sky like a thunderbolt, making people unable to take their eyes off.

The general outline of the Thirteen Swords of Time Spiritual Art was obtained by Ye Yang in the Longevity Barrier. One strike of the sword carries the power of thirteen swords and can cut down a young man with great force. It is truly extraordinary and extraordinary.

Ye Yang knew that spiritual practice was a slow process that required ten years of consistent persistence.

It is a method of relaxation and tension, and you must not get stuck in a rut.

Since he had nothing to do during this period, he relaxed, drinking tea and reading books every day, studying Taoist theories, and occasionally going to the sect's training hall to teach sword techniques.

These insights into swords and knives, with every lecture, made his understanding of cultivation a little deeper.

At the same time, there was also time to teach Xiuya.

Xiu Ya's aptitude was not actually that good, so after entering the second level of ventilation, Ye Yang asked her to practice the Art of Plants and Trees.

This technique does not have much combat power, but it can nourish plants, extract elixirs, and accelerate the growth of spiritual creatures.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle's ability to moisturize plants and trees, combined with Xiuya's herbal secrets, complement each other even better.

Occasionally, he would invite famous teachers from the sect to teach him, hoping to cultivate a virtuous wife for himself.

Time flies by fast.

Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

During this year, Ye Yang practiced in the sect and did not go out, which made him feel comfortable and at ease.

A few months ago, he transformed into a giant demon elephant and went to the Huang family in Shanhai City to look for spiritual materials such as time as agreed, but his harvest was mediocre.

We can only ask the two members of the Huang family to continue searching. There is no new information yet.

During this year, I heard that Taoan Market had officially started operations, and Feitianmen’s investment had begun to pay off.

Some time ago, Bai Zizhen sent a message to tell him that the shop had been built, and many families wanted to rent it, but Ye Yang didn't find a suitable partner for the time being, so it was temporarily vacant.

According to his speculation, as the number of independent cultivators in the market increases, the rent of shops will also become higher and higher.

During this period, I heard that the Five Poison Sect also wanted to join, and they approached the Feitian Sect several times to discuss the matter.

However, Feitian Sect did not agree immediately, but forced Wudu Sect to give up a sacred place on a shady slope next to Taohuawu, and then they gradually softened their tone.

……

On this day, Ye Yang was practicing in the house.

Before we knew it, spring has arrived again, and the old persimmon tree is covered with yellow buds again. When the wind blows, the branches sway, which is quite charming, just like the sound of a tower bell talking to itself.

Ye Yang opened his eyes, and a mighty sword light emanated from his eyes.

Now, the spiritual energy in the courtyard, after being replenished by old trees and spiritual wells, has become rich to a certain extent.

Therefore, Ye Yang increased the spiritual stone collection from the tenants living upstairs in the backyard and raised the rent to twenty yuan per month.

But still no one was willing to move out, instead many people asked him if he had any vacant rooms for rent.

Nowadays, the rent of this backyard alone is more than two thousand yuan a year, which is really a considerable fortune.

Ye Yang stood up and shook off the dust from a day of practice.

As soon as he stood up, Xiu Ya had already prepared clean clothes for him, put them on him, and then said, "Sir, I have recently mastered the art of plant growth, take a look."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and a green light burst out from her fair and tender palm, which she directed towards a blade of grass in the corner.

The grass was enveloped by the green light and suddenly grew a lot taller, looking like it was growing very fast.

"good."

Ye Yang nodded and praised Xiu Ya. Ye Yang pointed to the ancient sword tea tree next to him and said, "You can practice facing this tea tree when you have nothing to do."

Xiu Ya nodded excitedly.

She also often drinks tea made from the ancient tea tree of Daojian.

This tea can not only enlighten wisdom, but also neutralize the impurities in the body. The effect is quite good and it is even quite helpful for her practice.

"Sir, have you forgotten something?"

Xiu Ya walked behind Ye Yang, stretched out her hand, and hugged him gently.

As the soft and fragrant body came into his arms, a light and pleasant scent entered his nostrils, and Ye Yang's nostrils couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Xiu Ya said: "I have learned this technique of plant growth, but you have not yet rewarded me."

Ye Yang touched her all over: "Look how I feed you."

Boom!Boom!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Ye Yang couldn't help feeling upset.

"Who is this blind thief who is so tactless?"

Xiuya's face turned slightly red, and she put her hands on her hips, looking a little annoyed.

She had always wanted to leave a successor for Ye Yang to consolidate her own position.

But for a long time, I didn't feel that I was pregnant.

Ye Yang straightened his clothes and said, "Go open the door."

Xiuya cursed inwardly, twisted her fat hips, swayed her body, and walked to the gate.

She opened the door and a teenage boy came in.

When the boy saw that something was wrong, he quickly shrank his neck and said, "Protector Ye, someone wants to see you, so I came here to report to you."

"Do you know who it is?"

Ye Yang frowned slightly. Although he had many friends outside, those people would have informed him in advance if they came. At the moment, there was no news at all, and he was confused.

After thinking for a while, he said, "In that case, you can lead me there."

The boy nodded, looking extremely respectful, and then said, "Please follow me, Ye Hufa. The guest is drinking tea in the reception hall. I will take you there now."

After saying this, he gave in slightly and tactfully let Ye Yang walk in front while he followed behind.

Ye Yang went straight towards the sect's main hall.

……

The main hall of Feitian Sect is majestic, with red walls and black tiles, and is extremely grand.

This welcoming pavilion stands on the top of a mountain, and below the mountain is the surging Luo River, which stretches endlessly.

An old man in a purple robe had a haggard face, snow-white hair, and was leaning on a cane. His face was as pale as gold paper and he looked quite unwell.

He coughed every time he took a sip of tea, but it was not phlegm but blood. He coughed all the tea in the cup out, staining his cuffs blood red.

Below him was a beautiful woman in yellow clothes, with fair skin and an oval face. She was about thirty or forty years old, with a mature and plump figure.

Seeing the old man in so much pain, the beautiful woman with an oval face immediately took the teacup, took out a pill, and gave it to the old man.

"Father, you took this Blood-Transforming Spirit Pill to temporarily suppress your injuries. The mountains here are steep and the air is extremely cold, which will do more harm than good to your injuries."

"I don't know how good that person is. We traveled thousands of miles to come here, but they just left us aside. It's really hateful. I don't know whether that person is just a reputation or really has some skills."

After the old man took the pill, his condition improved a lot. The coughed-up cough no longer contained blood. He took out a sleeve to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and began to speak.

"Rong'er, don't be rude. I was seriously injured and my internal organs were dislocated. I didn't have much time to live. This time, I was lucky enough to meet a noble person who showed me a way forward... We should thank him no matter what."

"Even if you are worried, you still need to be cautious when you go out and not speak disrespectfully."

"But……"

The beautiful woman's eyes widened, and she looked extremely angry. "We have been waiting here for a full hour, but he hasn't come yet. Even if he has superb skills, he shouldn't be so arrogant, not to mention that you are still seriously injured."

"It's okay, it's okay. We've traveled thousands of miles to wait for you, so we won't waste a little more time."

The old man closed his eyes, but continued to cough violently.

In fact, he didn't have much hope for recovery, he just tried to give it a try.

The two of them waited again for about a quarter of an hour before a boy led a resolute and masculine young man slowly into the hall.

Seeing Ye Yang coming in, the two of them stood up quickly.

The old man was inconvenient, so the beautiful woman quickly helped him up, her face full of worry: "Father, be careful, don't hurt yourself."

The old man waved his hand, looking respectful: "May I ask if Ye Yang, the master of both swords and sabers, is in front?"

"Who are you two?"

Seeing the two of them like this, Ye Yang couldn't help but frown.

He had never met these two people before, so why would they want to see him by name?

(End of this chapter)