Chapter 19: Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd
The sun was high in the sky and the battle seemed to have reached a fever pitch.

The Five Poison Envoys formed a large formation with black smoke billowing. Even if the Sword King Ge Canhong was fighting one against two, he was in danger.

Especially with the help of three poisonous insects in the sky: toad, centipede and gecko. As time went by, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Wang Xijing was wearing a purple robe. When he saw two people coming down the mountain, he seemed to sense something and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

The flaming red auspicious cloud and ganoderma handle jade ruyi in his hand burst into flames, forcing the old woman beside him to retreat, and shouted down: "Hurry up and throw the things up."

Everyone looked surprised, but Ye Yang's heart was pounding. Without thinking, he threw the bag that Bai Zizhen gave him into the sky.

The bag was only the size of a fist, bulging, and seemed to contain something.

As soon as Ye Yang threw it out, countless red lights burst out, followed by flames rising. The bag was burned into ashes by the flames and blown away by the wind. Suddenly, a red-skinned gourd with rust marks appeared in the air.

As soon as the red gourd appeared, the temperature around it rose to a higher level. It was actually able to draw in the power of the sun in the sky, and the poisonous smoke around it suddenly became much thinner.

"Oh no, it's Feitian Sect's treasured meridian-the Scarlet Flame Flying Crow Gourd."

The five poison masters cried out in surprise, abandoned everyone else, ran down, and rushed towards the red gourd.

But Wang Xijing waved his hands, and countless raindrop-like flames appeared around him. The red gourd flashed and was in his hands.

Ye Yang didn't care about the shock in his heart. He quickly recovered and ran away with Wang Huan.

He knew that the envoys of the Five Poison Sect in the sky had already discovered their presence. These people were all masters in the realm of warriors.

It's no harder to crush them than to crush an ant.

Even as he jogged along, Ye Yang still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

As everyone knows, Feitianmen has only two treasures that can stabilize the meridians, and this Scarlet Flame Flying Raven is one of them.

It was created by the second generation ancestor using a rare gourd from the mountains as a embryo. After being nurtured and perfected by more than ten generations of people from the Feitian Sect, it finally reached the level of a treasure to stabilize the meridians.

The other item is half of the precious meridian-suppressing technique - the Xuantian Magic Scripture of Transforming Meridians.

You must know that even the Black Sun Sword, which Jian Jin Gang spent his entire life to forge, was only a top-grade magic weapon.

As for the jade ruyi in the hands of the Fire Vajra King Xijing, it is just a mid-grade magic weapon.

Although the wandering cultivator Wang Sanda was proficient in both sword and knife, the ox bone machete and the Qingfeng Baijiao sword in his hands were only low-grade magic weapons.

A magic weapon requires dozens of materials and patience in polishing before it can be successfully developed. Above a magic weapon is a spiritual weapon that has successfully conceived a spirit.

Only when it begins to show its intelligence and possesses immense power can it be called a treasure to stabilize the meridians.

It is no exaggeration to say that this item is one of the most precious things in Feitianmen.

As he walked along, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel scared when he thought that he was carrying such a precious thing. If something went wrong, he would be the sinner of the sect.

Ye Yang didn't know that the high-level monks of Feitian Sect had been secretly watched for a long time and could not take any action.

Therefore, such treasures could only be placed in the hands of reliable disciples and taken down the mountain gate.

This time, he was not the only disciple sent down the mountain, but they were all pretexts. Only he set out the latest, which was the real move.

Taking a detour to Zhang's house was a deliberate attempt to confuse outsiders.

I just didn’t expect there would be so many twists and turns on the road, and I encountered so many weird things, but fortunately the mission was successfully completed.

In the air, Wang Xijing held the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd in his hand, and his strength increased greatly. He did not practice the Feitian Sect's Huamai Xuantian Demon Scripture and Zhuchan Swallowing the Moon Spirit Technique hard.

But there was another opportunity. He had been practicing the Tingyutian Fire Skill for many years and his fire skills were amazing. At this moment, he held the treasured vessel to suppress the meridians and shouted with the power of the vessel: "Fire, come."

Then they saw the sun and golden fire surge in the sky, burning half the sky red, and the black wind howled fiercely, mixed with swords, spears, and halberds, coming in overwhelming numbers. Then, dense, countless, large and small fire crows and fireballs flew down, covering the entire mountain, wreaking havoc.

After a while, the smell of burning bugs was emitted. Even though the Five Poison Enemies had gathered into a formation, they were still screaming in agony from the flames.

Seeing this, Ge Canhong sneered, and countless black sword beams swarmed out and pierced directly at the gecko master in green clothes. The gecko master screamed and died on the spot.

Then he turned the sword again, and countless blood holes were poked on the head of the huge green gecko next to the gecko. It fell from the air to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Although the Green Geckomon had strong vitality and was still twitching, it was obviously not going to survive.

"The sect's heavenly offering ceremony is imminent. This gecko beast has a strange poison in its body and abundant blood. In addition, it has been fed with natural materials and treasures by the Five Poison Sect for its entire life. It is one of the best offerings for the sacrifice."

Ge Canhong flew down into the air and knocked on the poisonous gecko's head with the Black Sun Sword in his hand, but heard a clanging sound of steel colliding.

"retreat!"

"retreat!
"retreat!"

"retreat!"

The remaining four poison masters saw the offensive and defensive situation change immediately and fled away. Wang Xijing turned the gourd in his hand, silently chanted three times and shouted "Insects are coming."

The poisonous toad that was closest to it was sucked into the gourd and turned into ashes immediately.

Although the poisonous toad killed by the toad was heartbroken, he did not even look at it and instead fled even faster.

Wang Xijing and Wang Sandao also flew down from the clouds, looked at Ge Canhong on the ground and laughed, but before they could laugh a few more times, Wang Sandao burst into tears.

The wealth he had accumulated over decades in Shaoyang Cave was now reduced to ashes after a great battle. Two of his three disciples died, and his wife, children, and other relatives were all slaughtered. Only a few old and disabled servants were left.

Wang Xijing and Ge Canhong comforted Wang Sandao with a few words, and Wang Sandao stopped crying, but he was still sobbing.

Ye Yang and Wang Huan hurried out to greet the three people.

Wang Xijing held the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd in his hand and said with a half-smile: "Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for bringing the gourd. It really helped us a lot."

Ye Yang waved his hands quickly: "This is all thanks to the uncles. I am just running errands. It is not hard at all. The uncles are the ones fighting on the front line."

Wang Xijing smiled but said nothing, thinking that this young man was quite good at talking.

Ge Canhong held the sword, nodded to Ye Yang, and smiled.

He was cold and talkative by nature, so it was rare for him to smile at Ye Yang at this moment.

Wang Xijing put away the Scarlet Flame Flying Crow Gourd and looked at Ye Yang and said.

"I have discussed this with your uncle Ge. This time you brought the Scarlet Flame Flying Crow Gourd with you. It was a dangerous journey, but you didn't make any mistakes. We have decided to increase your reward to 200 sect contribution points within our authority."

Ye Yang was overjoyed when he heard this. Two hundred sect contribution points may not sound like much, but they are actually very precious.

The original reward for this mission was only 50 contribution points, but now that the danger had increased, the reward went directly to 200. He was excited.

His father died in battle for Feitian Sect, and the sect pension his descendants received was only more than 900 points of sect contribution.

Over the years, he had only accumulated more than 300 contribution points in the sect.

Theoretically, one sect contribution point can be exchanged for five spirit stones, but sect contribution points can be exchanged for spiritual objects and spells within the sect, which is far beyond the reach of spirit stones.

In many cases, sect contribution points are also an important measurement indicator for promotion, position transfer, and exchange of skills and privileges.

After that, Ge Canhong and Wang Xijing stopped talking. Wang Huan walked out from behind Ye Yang and shouted to Wang Sandao: "Master."

(End of this chapter)