Chapter 201 Qingming Treasure Scroll
The ocean is vast, and everywhere you look is green and blue, making it hard to find.

The other party disappeared in the ocean. Ye Yang entered the sea and looked around, but could not see the target.

He was not good at naval battles, and the waters here were vast, so he was in a difficult situation for a while.

Ye Yang frowned slightly, then called out the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle is originally a water creature and is extremely sensitive to changes in water vapor.

At this moment, just after being summoned by Ye Yang, it dived low and entered the vast ocean.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle is like a fish in water and moves very fast.

Ye Yang Ye Yang followed the Sun-Chasing Turtle closely, and soon they arrived at the center of the vast ocean.

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The ocean was vast and a man in a black robe and a devil mask on his head stood on the sea, looking back constantly.

He suddenly saw a huge flying turtle swooping down from the bottom of the ocean and frowned slightly.

He had suspected before that someone was following him, but he just couldn't find the other person. Now, in the vast ocean, the other party finally showed his claws.

He casually sent out a huge gust of wind.

However, this flying turtle is huge, as big as a millstone, and its carapace is extremely wide and thick.

His wind did not cause any harm to the giant flying turtle.

"Fellow Daoist, please come out and see me. I have something important to discuss with you. Why do you need to fight and kill?"

At this time, a voice came from the sea. The monk wearing the evil ghost mask was startled and didn't know what the other party intended to do.

However, he did not answer, but sank suddenly and lurked into the vast sea.

With a wave of his hand, waves rolled all around, as if the sky and the earth were about to collapse.

The huge waves roared and rolled back, then hit Ye Yang.

Inspiration surged, and huge waves collapsed like a city wall.

But Ye Yang was faster, and before the huge wave hit him, he quickly retreated to the side.

At the same time, he ordered the Sun-Chasing Turtle to spit out a mouthful of spiritual water, which broke the wave.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang felt relieved, with a hint of relaxation on his brows.

At the moment of fighting just now, he sensed that the opponent's strength was only at the early stage of warrior level, and was not that difficult to deal with.

The next moment, Ye Yang raised his sword and dived into the vast sea. The sound of swords whistling and knives ringing was heard all around him, as if thunder was descending from the sky.

Sword energy soared into the sky, and the surroundings were filled with dense red sword threads. This was the second level of the sword art that he had been trying hard to comprehend for a long time - practicing the sword into threads.

The sound of the sword was like thunder, and the sharp sword energy filled the sky.

In the vast sea, the sword light actually pierced through the sea water, evaporating a layer of water vapor around it, and white mist filled the air.

"what!"

A scream was heard, and the cultivator who was under the water just now was obviously severely injured by the sword thread, causing considerable damage.

The next moment, a tornado rushed in carrying the sea water.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I have never met before, so why do we have to force each other? This time I want to ask for something, maybe we can cooperate and each get what we need, which is actually a good thing."

"Get lost! I don't need to cooperate with anyone."

He hid in the dark, showing no intention of cooperating, and attacked with another move.

Seeing this, Ye Yang sighed secretly. It seemed that he could only capture the other party first.

He swung the sword in his hand and broke the sea water that was being attacked by the opponent.

From the brief conversation just now, Ye Yang had already realized that this person was definitely not a cultivator from the nearby area.

If it was a cultivator from the nearby area, the other party would be able to recognize his identity the moment he used his sword.

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Ye Yang had a lot of trouble fighting in the ocean, and felt that he could only exert less than 60% of his strength.

He drove the Sun-Chasing Turtle forward, followed behind the tortoise shell, and then slashed down fiercely with the Ghost-Head Seven-Ring Knife.

Before the man could react, he felt a huge force coming from the knife, as if it was going to crush his entire body.

"Who are you? Why are you following me like this?"

Ye Yang snorted coldly and remained silent. Instead, he held a sword and forced the opponent into a cramped space, trying to capture him alive.

This man had cultivated special spiritual skills. He was as bodyless as a loach in the water. He was as wet and cunning as a loach and could not be caught no matter what.

Instead, he opened his mouth and sprayed out countless sharp blades like wind thorns.

In a hurry, Ye Yang raised his sword and knives at the same time, as fast as a ghost, and used the wide back of the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife to resist the wind thorns from the opponent.

Then he used all his strength to activate the Shaoyang Sword Technique. The Red Maple Sword was extremely sharp, and more than half a foot of sword energy extended from the tip of the sword.

The sword energy drew a scar on the opponent's shoulder and then pierced into the bone.

The sword energy entered his body, causing him to feel stinging pain all over. He was about to dodge, but the sword was already on his neck.

"Fellow Daoist, now we can have a good talk!"

The man's eyes revealed a hint of cruelty as he said, "I am the disciple-grandson of Qingming Zhenren of Qingming Island, and can be considered a disciple of Zhenren. Daoist friend, are you going to bring disaster upon yourself by being so rude?"

"Qingming Island Qingming Zhenren? But he is the Qingming Lord."

Ye Yang was extremely surprised when he heard this. After all, he was very familiar with the name Lord Qingming.

This is the first real person to fight a life-and-death battle with Feitianmen.

The key point is that in the end, Gu Xuan used special means and joined forces with the Blood Demon Sect's Old Man Fenghuo to destroy his physical body.

When the man heard Ye Yang calling him the Lord of Qingming, he thought that he knew the Lord of Qingming's power, so he quickly shouted, "That's right, my master is the Lord of Qingming. He has been in seclusion on the island for these years. If he comes to kill you, you will definitely be dead."

Ye Yang snorted coldly: "Don't change the subject. Let me ask you, where did the light sand come from?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Yang reached out and took off the evil ghost mask on his face. Under the mask was a young man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and fair skin.

He doesn't look very old.

A hint of cruelty appeared in the man's eyes, and then he said, "It's okay to tell you, fellow Taoist. The Light and Time Sand is the treasure of my Qingming Island, and it has always been in the hands of Master Uncle."

"This time, Master Uncle brought back a young man and not only accepted him as his last disciple, but also gave him the status of the island master's successor. I didn't accept it, so I stole the Time Sand and planned to sell it and run away."

"Master Uncle? Tell me quickly, how strong is he."

The young man looked at Ye Yang with a hint of disdain, and then said: "Master Bo Zhuang Guyuan has been in the realm of martial perfection for many years, and has practiced the Qingming Treasure Scroll to the point where "thunder is in the body and can be triggered and released."

Ye Yang groaned for a moment. From what the young man said, he knew that Zhuang Guyuan's cultivation level was quite high, so it might be difficult to take him by force.

The Qingming Treasure Scroll has a great reputation. It is based on the three spiritual arts of wind, cloud and thunder, and progresses layer by layer, starting with wind and ending with thunder. To be able to practice to the level of having thunder in the body is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Let me ask you, how much time sand is left in Qingming Island now?"

"I don't know about that. My master got a divine time stone a hundred years ago and has used up a lot of it. But... there should be seven or eight of them now."

"There are as many as seven or eight."

When Ye Yang heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

According to his idea, if one wants to refine a magic weapon, one should have no less than three grains of time sand.

Only by covering the handle, back of the knife and blade to form the number of three elements can the power of the Thirteen Swords of Time be fully exerted.

"What is the current situation on Qingming Island?"

Many years ago, Lord Qingming fought a battle with Feitianmen and his body was destroyed, leaving only his soul which escaped and is still missing today.

Hearing Ye Yang's words, the man said: "Of course there are many masters, and tens of thousands of people surrender."

"I am the sixth disciple of Fairy Yunyin. I advise you to let me go immediately. Otherwise, it will be no fun if misunderstandings arise."

Ye Yang knew that he was lying, otherwise he would not have stolen the treasures on the island and ran away.

The current situation on Qingming Island is definitely not optimistic.

But even so, it was still too dangerous for him.

After all, his current cultivation level is only the second level of warrior.

After thinking carefully, Ye Yang said, "Tell me the details of Qingming Island as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will send you to the West Heaven immediately."

The man's eyes flickered, and he had ulterior motives. Ye Yang knew that he had to teach him a lesson.

He stretched out his hand, pointed a finger at the other person's scapula, and then twisted it.

One of the opponent's arms was dislocated and was rotated 180 degrees behind his back.

"what!"

The man howled in pain, his whole body in pain, and the strange twist in his shoulder made him unbearable.
His face was covered in cold sweat, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were sliding down his forehead.

“I said, but… Daoist friend, if you really keep your word, you will let me go after you finish speaking.”

Ye Yang nodded: "Yes, I always keep my word."

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise."

After hearing what he said, Ye Yang pondered for a moment, wondering how much truth there was in what he said.

According to this person, no one on the island knew that Lord Qingming's physical body had been destroyed.

The rumor on the island is that he has been in seclusion.

The news of Lord Qingming's death has just been spread these days, so people on the island are in a panic.

Now, Lord Qingming has three disciples who have formed two different camps. They unite to fight against the dissidents and all want to fight for the foundation left by Lord Qingming.

He was the disciple of Fairy Yunyin, the second disciple of Lord Qingming.

"So, you are ranked sixth among Fairy Yunyin's disciples."

"No, I'm Lao Qi."

After saying this, he stopped abruptly, knowing that Ye Yang was trying to trick him.

There was a terrifying light flashing in his eyes, and then he said: "Fellow Daoist, I can swear that what I just said is absolutely true."

"Didn't you just say you were ranked sixth?"

The cultivators who can cultivate to the level of warriors are naturally as cunning as ghosts.
Ye Yang didn't believe what he said at all.

"Let me ask you again. If you answer well, you still have a chance to survive."

He knew that Ye Yang was cunning and over-concerned, and was afraid that his answer would reveal flaws, so he didn't want to answer.

But at this moment, his life was in the hands of others and he could not resist, so he could only say, "Please speak, fellow Taoist."

"Where is the sand of time hidden?"

"It is hidden in the master's secret room and is under his care."

"What realm is your master in?"

"Master has just entered the middle stage of warrior."

"So, your master's cultivation is only one level higher than yours?"

There was a hint of amusement in Ye Yang's eyes.

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(End of this chapter)