In the gambling house.

There were several people sitting or standing, toasting each other enthusiastically.

Dim lights flickered on the ceiling.

Their shadows were reflected, as if they were dancing a silent dance.

Some had smiles on their faces, some had frowns, but without exception they were all attracted by the dice on the table.

"Who do you think will win this battle between Ye Yang, the master of both swords and sabers, and Xinghe, the master of the long sword?"

A big man with a face full of flesh wiped the wine foam from the corner of his mouth.

The voice was like the blade on a whetstone, somewhat rough and urgent.

A thin man next to him stroked his long beard, his eyes flashing with a cunning light.

"Although Ye Yang has only been rising for a short time, he is extremely talented. He shocked the crowd with his thirteen strikes in a flash. He broke Luo Shenxue's heart with one strike, and defeated several masters in a row. He should not be underestimated."

“Having said that, Dao Xinghe has been famous for a long time and has rich experience.”

"His swordsmanship is domineering. The ancient sword magic way of shattering the galaxy with one strike is not just talk. The outcome of this battle is indeed unpredictable."

"That's right. Although Ye Yang is strong, he still lacks the necessary experience. The last time the Hidden Dragon Ranking was updated, he was placed at the tenth position. This was also a consideration."

"Dao Xinghe rose from obscurity and has defeated countless Daoists and Saints over the years. Now he is the top leader of the Immortal Catcher Division."

"He ranks sixth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Yiqi Changqiu's name has been well-known for decades, like thunder in the ears of the people. I am more optimistic about Dao Xinghe."

in the corner.

A middle-aged woman in elegant clothes spoke slowly.

Her voice was soft, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

It seemed like someone recognized her identity and frowned slightly.

"It turned out to be the gorgeous autumn brocade from Ghost Money Villa."

This person opened up the Ghost Money Villa, set up a gambling house, opened a secret market, specialized in gambling houses, and did a huge business.

"Fairy Yisejin, I wonder if the odds of the Ghost Money Villa's bets can be raised for this battle?"

"It's open, one to three. Dao Xinghe's odds are one, while Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers, is three."

……

Just as everyone was talking, there was a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly heard outside the door.

A breathless servant rushed in, his face full of excitement.

"Miss, Miss, there is big news."

"Oh no! The duel has begun!"

There was an uproar in the gambling house, and everyone was talking about it.

Some stood up and hurried out to find out the news.

Some are anxious to place bets.

The atmosphere in the gambling house suddenly became extremely heated.

"A big battle is going to start tomorrow?"

"Didn't they say that the decisive battle would begin at the beginning of the new year? There are still a few days left, how come it's brought forward?"

"It's not the final battle between Ye Yang, the master of both swords and knives, and Dao Xinghe, the master of Yi Qi Chang Qiu. It's the battle between Dao Xinghe and Xia Bodhi, the third on the Hidden Dragon List, 'Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragon Fire'."

"You mean."

"Dao Xinghe and Dalin Temple's Buddhist disciple Xia Bodhi are going to fight? Why is it so sudden? Isn't it Ye Yang who is an expert in both swords and sabers?"

"That's the latter match. Dao Xinghe will fight two people in a row."

"Hiss! Is this true? This fight is even more shocking than the match with Ye Yang, the master of both swords and knives."

The top ten of the Hidden Dragon List have always been elusive, scattered all over the world, practicing and searching for their own destiny.

"What kind of days have we encountered this year? Even before we make a move, the decisive battle continues."

"I am so honored to be able to watch such grand competitions one after another."

"You may not know this yet, but some time ago during the Dayun Dynasty, the Eastern Zhuxian Army descended on Tongtian River and wanted to cross the river."

"But they didn't expect that they were defeated by the Taixu Dao Sect and the first-class forces. It is said that they suppressed and killed two Dusi in the realm of True Person, and formed a life-and-death feud."

"Dao Xinghe is the Tianzi commander of the Great Fortune Dynasty's Immortal Catching Division."

"The Eight-part Heavenly Dragon Fire Knight Bodhi is a Buddhist disciple of the Dalin Temple, a hidden sect in Yalongling. This time, he also participated in the siege of the Dayun Dynasty. The two have a lot of grudges."

"That's why this battle was placed before Ye Yang."

"Although the Dalin Temple is a Zen Buddhist temple, all of them are violent monks, and they advocate killing as a way to protect life."

It was originally going to be a duel between Ye Yang, an expert in both swordsmanship and saber skills, and Xinghe, an expert in long sword skills.

And now is the very beginning of the battle.

Sudden changes.

It turned into a decisive battle between the fourth and third.

It caused a sensation for a while and the news spread all over the city.

……

In Feitian Gate.

Ye Yang looked at the Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Beans in front of him.

His eyes were complex and deep.

After these beans fall off the pods and are processed with blood, they become the size of a human head.

The crystal clear beans are scattered in the earth veins like gems, emitting a faint red light.

This item is not easy to obtain, and is the essential foundation for the magic of turning beans into soldiers.

These are rare materials that Feitianmen collected after going through untold hardships.

Yan Qingying, who was next to Ye Yang, closed her eyes. Her long hair fell like a waterfall, and her green dress set off her elusive temperament.

At this moment she took a slow and deep breath.

The light inside the stone chamber was dim, and only the faint light from the Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Bean illuminated her face.

There was a faint aura floating in the air, blending with her.

The aura emanating from the Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Bean is full of mystery and unknown.

Ye Yang slowly stretched out his hand, trying to touch the smooth and transparent surface of the bean.

Taking his hand back, Ye Yang turned around and looked at Yan Qingying behind him.

There was both anticipation and anxiety in her eyes.

"Master Ye, these Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Beans are precious. Do you really want me to be the leader of the Taoist Army?"

Yan Qingying's voice still contained a hint of disbelief.

Ye Yang turned around, looked at her firmly and gently, and spoke slowly.

"The path of cultivation is full of difficulties and hardships. You should be happy to have encountered such an opportunity."

Hearing Ye Yang's words, Yan Qingying showed a determined look.

"Master, rest assured that the sect is willing to give me this opportunity. I will definitely do my best to live up to the sect's trust."

She turned to the Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Beans again, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed one.

The beans feel cold and heavy in the hands, and contain enormous energy.

Yan Qingying closed her eyes, circulated her magic power, and forced out a mouthful of blood, which slowly nourished the Beiming Dragon Blood Magic Bean in her hand.

As time passed, her body began to emit a reddish glow, her breathing became steady and powerful, and she seemed to have entered a wonderful state.

Ye Yang couldn't help but nodded as he watched Yan Qingying's actions. Although Yan Qingying's strength was a little weak, she was frugal and had extraordinary perseverance.

The most important thing is to be down-to-earth. To interact with Taoist soldiers requires a lot of effort, which may even affect her cultivation, but her aptitude is not good.

It would be better to find another way, which might be more suitable for her and help her to embark on the road to success.

At this moment, Yan Qingying's body suddenly trembled violently.

A powerful force exploded in her body, as if to tear her apart.

She gritted her teeth and persevered in practicing her mental skills, trying to guide this power to every part of her body and integrate it into her own cultivation.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang felt relieved.

"Dao Xinghe is going to fight Xia Puti. No matter what, this battle cannot be missed."

'Whether it's observing Xinghe's sword strike or watching this earth-shattering battle between peerless talents, it's a reward. "

Thinking of this, Ye Yang looked at Yan Qingying who was carefully nourishing the Dragon Blood Magic Beans and spoke.

"Junior Sister Yan, you carefully cultivate the magic beans here. I have to go out for something."

Yan Qingying thought of something and spoke.

"Brother, you have to go find Qinghe, who is also a great warrior."

Ye Yang nodded.

Yan Qingying bit her lip.

"In that case, I wish you a victorious return, Senior Brother." "It is now widely rumored that Dao Xinghe is going to fight with Xianhe Xia Puti."

Facing such a grand event.

As a practitioner, one naturally wants to go and take a look.

But looking at the magic beans piled up like a small house next to her, she could only serve them patiently.

Compared with practicing, just joining in the fun is worthless.

……

Ye Yang piloted the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle to Ruyi Lake and slowly landed.

At this time, the pure white snow fell onto the green lake.

The surface of the lake seemed to be covered with a layer of white carpet, and ice had formed near the shore.

Everything was submerged in the quiet snow.

On the flying turtle, he actually saw a familiar figure, it was the Blood Demon Saint.

The Blood Demon Saint was wearing a blood-red robe, standing by the Ruyi Lake, with his long hair fluttering in the wind.

There was a cold and murderous look in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

And there was another person next to him.

His eyes were like the night sky, his face was handsome, and he wore a robe with a pattern of white cranes chasing water, looking free and easy and extraordinary.

His long black hair fell like a waterfall, revealing his profile and highlighting his face which was both strong and gentle.

He truly has a face as handsome as a jade, eyes as bright as stars, and an appearance resembling that of Pan An.

"Pan Anjian Xiao Songyu."

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a sense of ingenuity in his heart.

I didn't expect to see a battle between the two here.

Pan Anjian Little Song Yu held a bamboo sword in his hand and stood firmly on the snow by the lake.

The two looked at each other, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

"let's start."

The Blood Demon Saint's voice was low and full of provocation.

"Okay, I've heard that the Blood Demon Saint's Dragon-Tiger Golden Ring is extraordinary, and I've long wanted to experience it. Please help."

He knew that the strength of the Blood Demon Saint should not be underestimated, especially after he heard that he had refined the Dragon-Tiger Golden Ring. When he activated the golden ring with all his strength, it was like a dragon and tiger protecting his body, which was extraordinary.

Moreover, there is a mysterious Blood Demon Sect behind the other party.

This sect practices the great path of cultivation through the feeling of pain.

Although he is extremely abnormal and unacceptable to everyone, he is fearless in battle and is not afraid of death or serious injuries, which makes people even more frightened.

"Blood Demon Saint, you think it's too simple to step on me to get to the top."

Pan Anjian Xiao Songyu shouted in a deep voice, and at the same time secretly mobilized the true energy in his body, ready to deal with possible attacks at any time.

The Blood Demon Saint had an evil smile on his face, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

"Really? You're so handsome, but don't let me scratch your face."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Demon Saint flashed and turned into a blood shadow and pounced towards Xiao Songyu.

The speed is astonishing.

But little Song Yu was well prepared. He flashed his body and used the "Thousand Changes of Phantom".

Dozens of figures emerged instantly and avoided the attack of the Blood Demon Saint.

He sensed that the Blood Demon Saint's attack was becoming more and more fierce, with the roars of dragons and tigers, and each strike contained the power to destroy mountains and rivers. He couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

"What a powerful force! My swordsmanship is not suitable for hard attacks, and I was restrained by him. I'm afraid today will be difficult."

He dodged behind himself to avoid the attack and was about to counterattack.

At this moment, the Blood Demon Saint seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

In the air, there was a huge flying turtle with a hideous black shell flying slowly by.

The Blood Demon Saint's heart moved, and he looked at Pan Anjian and said to Xiao Songyu.

"Let's stop fighting today. I'll come back to you in a few days."

After saying this, he turned into a blood shadow, quickly flew into the sky, and chased after the flying turtle.

The sudden change made Pan Anjian and Xiao Songyu stunned. They frowned slightly on their handsome faces as they watched the flying turtle fly away.

"It was Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers. This man is so charming that he made the Blood Demon Saint give up the battle with me."

Above the flying turtle chasing the sun.

"I knew you would come."

The Blood Demon Saint smiled slightly, sat on the tortoise shell with Ye Yang, and each took a sip of the fragrant tea.

He stared at Ye Yang with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts.

"There is a mysterious person who wants to see you. This person's whereabouts are erratic and hard to figure out. He suddenly came to me a few days ago, and even I found it quite incredible."

Ye Yang touched his chin, somewhat puzzled.

"who is it?"

The Blood Demon Saint spoke in a serious tone.

"Student of Tianyan Diqiu Yi."

"So he came to you in advance."

"That's right. He is very interested in you and asked me to come here to meet you."

Ye Yang pondered for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

He knew the horror of the monks who practiced the way of numerology.

Tianyan Diqiu is a famous student of Yi. He has always been elusive and extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, he found the Blood Demon Saint and asked to see him.

Now that he has brought this up, it must be something very serious.

He sighed.

"Well, in that case, I'll go with you."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon Saint.

He knew that Ye Yang was a person who didn't like trouble, but this time he actually asked to meet Tian Yan Di Qiu Yi student.

That person is indeed extraordinary.

"That's fine. I'll ask him to tell my fortune when I get there. It won't be in vain."

Ye Yang smiled and said, "Fate is unpredictable, and the noble and humble can change. It cannot be forced, and it is hard to predict. How can it be calculated by humans?"

……

The two of them rode the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle through the bustling market town, through the quiet alleys, and finally arrived at a seemingly ordinary teahouse.

The Blood Demon Saint whispered, "This is it."

The two walked into the teahouse, only to see smoke and noise everywhere.

But I didn’t see the famous Yixuezi.

They found a seat in a corner and sat down, waiting quietly.

They ordered four plates of spiritual fruits, four plates of cold dishes, four plates of hot dishes, eight kinds of spiritual wine, one plate of smoked spiritual fish, one plate of small-cut purple lion goose, and a plate of walnut meat stir-fried with shallots.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun gradually set, and the number of people in the teahouse began to thin out.

At this moment, a young man walked in slowly.

He wore a Taoist hat, held a bamboo scroll in his hand, and wore a plain robe. Although his face was not concealed, it was always vague, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

He walked up to the two of them and said calmly, "I'm sorry for being late today."

Ye Yang nodded, and he carefully observed this renowned Tianyan Diqiu Yi student.

His steps were light, and it seemed that he had mastered a special method. The steps moved like flowers, revealing order and rhythm.

His fingers were clean and long, and his nails were extremely neatly trimmed.

However, there were many calluses on the palms and fingertips, which were obviously caused by frequently reading Buddhist scriptures.

He is well-read and knowledgeable.

Yi Xuezi seemed to have noticed Ye Yang's gaze. He turned his head to look at Ye Yang, looking at him carefully, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You are Ye Yang, an expert in both swords and sabers? Weird. Logically speaking, you don't look like someone who is extremely wealthy, nor do you look like someone who will become an immortal. You can't have achieved such an accomplishment, so how can you have such a high level of cultivation?"

"It even made it to the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Strange, really strange."

Ye Yang smiled slightly, not taking the man's sharp words seriously.

"I am Ye Yang."

(End of this chapter)