Chapter 48 Ventilation on the eighth floor!

Spiritual stones, elixirs, and children of high-ranking officials.

Everyone wants these three things, but not everyone lacks them.

Even if necessary, they will weigh the pros and cons and will not waste their lives in vain.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and many people were thinking in their hearts.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

soon.

Three or four disciples then expressed their willingness to follow the sect's arrangements and go undercover to the Five Poison Sect's poison testing conference.

Then there were five, then six.

As there seemed to be a formation covering the hall, the specific appearance of these people could not be seen clearly, and even their voices seemed to have been changed.

He had anticipated that the sect would have to carefully conceal everyone's identities.

After all, no one knows whether the people on the diplomatic mission will betray and betray others.

There were about a dozen people in the hall, and finally about half of them agreed to stay and talk in private.

The rest of the people were taken out of the house.

Spring in the mountains is too short. After all the flowers bloom, within a few days, the flowers of various colors wither away.

At the end of April, the branches are lush and the leaves are green. The air has become slightly warmer. The occasional chirping of cicadas at night makes the air a little drier.

On this day, Ye Yang sat cross-legged under the old persimmon tree.

As the breath in his body opened and closed, his muscles and bones vibrated, and suddenly, powerful roars emanated from his body.

Goo!Goo!Goo!
Exhaling a breath of white air, Ye Yang made a gurgling sound like that of a cow and a toad from his body. The white air came out of his nose and shot out more than ten feet away.

He stood up, and a black turtle, about the size of an adult's palm, crawled out of the puddle and walked in front of him.

He looked at him curiously, as if wondering why this toad looked a little different.

During this period, this common grass tortoise in the mountains has grown a lot bigger, its body is shining with black light, and it has been well-maintained.

Ye Yang collected the essence of wild flowers from the mountains, and fed most of it to the grass turtle. In just a few days, the grass turtle's injuries had healed.

It’s just that the broken right limb makes it difficult to continue.

Ye Yang tried several times but failed to make the broken limb grow back. He had no choice but to use a knife to carve a wooden limb and attach it to the grass turtle. Surprisingly, the effect was good.

Ye Yang was lying on a chair with a glass of bubbling scented tea beside him.

The grass tortoise crawled around beside him, and a breeze blew, causing fallen leaves to fly.

"People say that if you don't mind other people's business, you will be a god. This saying is absolutely true."

Ye Yang opened the teacup, poured a cup of scented tea, and looked at the red, yellow, blue and white camellia flowers flying back and forth in the pot, and couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Practice swordplay when you are busy and drink tea when you are free, this is the meaning of cultivation.

"However, today's mission has not been completed yet."

After finishing a cup of tea and letting the tea flow from his mouth, Ye Yang wiped it casually, stood up, and picked up the ghost-headed seven-ring knife next to the recliner.

The grass turtle seemed to know that he was going to move again, so it twisted its body, shook its tail, and jumped into the pool.

The back of the Ghost Head Seven-Ring Sword was thick and heavy. When his body rose and fell, the sword rings collided with each other, like the sound of jade inscriptions or the collision of metal and stone.

During this period of time, Ye Yang's practice of the Elephant Demon Fist has become more advanced, and his strength has greatly increased. The Ghost Head Seven Ring Sword, which was originally a bit difficult to use, is now more powerful.

It’s just right to use it now.

Suddenly, Ye Yang's muscles swelled up, and then the roar of the Zhumo Toad came from his side, and the shadow of the toad appeared behind him.

There was a whooshing sound all over his body, and Ye Yang felt a trickle of water flowing through his body, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

I just felt the aura around me suddenly rise to a higher level.

"Finally broke through the eighth level of ventilation."

He checked the panel

The Qi of the Great Master
Progress: 100%.

Next level: Grandmaster level

[Perseverance, practice 0 times a day, persist for days and you will succeed.]
After a series of entanglements and changes, a piece of information reappeared in Ye Yang's eyes.

The Qi of the

Realm: Grandmaster Realm

Progress: 1%. Next level: None
[Perseverance, practice the Qigong twelve times a day, persist for two years and you will achieve success.]
As soon as the Qi of the Gugu broke through to perfection, an indescribable aura suddenly emanated from Ye Yang's body.

With a hurried and majestic air, the aura in his body became more condensed, emitting a rich blue-black light. Ye Yang knew that he had broken through to the eighth level of ventilation.

He exhaled and felt that the surging magic power in his body was more than one level stronger than when he was at the seventh level.

After Mang Gu Qi entered the Grandmaster realm, it also showed that he had practiced this technique to a very advanced level.

"The most important thing at the moment is to break through to the warrior realm."

Ye Yang's eyes focused. Those who have reached the martial realm can live for more than two hundred years. They can swallow clouds and spit out mist, fly at low altitudes, and even use magical instruments to split mountains and divide water.

He can be considered a true immortal.

The Sword Demon Ape's innate ability brought him a bonus to his sword talent. Ye Yang pondered for a moment and thought that this innate ability was special. Practicing both sword and sword together, the power would naturally be extraordinary.

"Next, it is urgent to practice swordsmanship."

Ye Yang muttered to himself and turned his wrist. A one-foot-long stone sculpture appeared in his palm. The face was haggard and he had a knife and a sword on his back. The knife was like a crescent moon and the sword was like a black blade. It was none other than his fellow monk, the "Stone Monk with Sword and Knife".

During this period of time, with the nourishment of hundreds of spirit stones, the Sword Demon Ape has become more and more agile.

Correspondingly, he received more and more feedback, especially in swordsmanship. Within a short period of time, he had reached a master's level.

He picked up an ordinary green bamboo sword in his left hand. This sword was made of green bamboo, and Ye Yang usually only used it for practice.

Swordsmanship is easy to learn but difficult to master, and it is the weapon of a gentleman.

Sword Immortals are rare and have extremely strong attack power.

The differentiation of sword light is the foundation, and then there are other realms such as practicing sword into silk, sword heart clear, sword energy thunder sound, etc.

He was just a beginner at this time and was not looking for sword moves to learn, but was concentrating on practicing the basic skills.

Stab, swing, cut, hack, and lift.

Ye Yang quickly drew his sword with his left hand and stabbed at the fallen leaves in front of him. One or two leaves would be fine, but seven or eight leaves would be difficult to stab.

He felt himself awakening the sword-wielding demon ape, and his left arm was full of strength and flexibility.

once

twice
three times
Gradually, Ye Yang's hand speed became faster and faster, and holes were poked in the fallen leaves in front of him.

The sword light in his hand was actually showing signs of splitting.

……

"So, the Office of Personnel is recruiting disciples?"

Opposite Ye Yang, there was a man wearing a single green garment and with a slight limp in his left leg. It was Bai Zizhen.

After practicing the left-hand sword technique, Bai Zizhen broke into Ye Yang's yard.

Bai Zizhen let the natural fragrance of the flower tea enter his nostrils without saying anything and changed the subject.

"They are wild flowers that I picked, rubbed, and dried. If Uncle Bai likes them, I'll give you two pounds."

"Then make it for me later."

"Uncle Bai, when do you think the Office of Personnel will recruit people?"

Ye Yang couldn't help but be surprised.

The Lishi Hall has been the number one hall in Feitian Sect since ancient times, simply because it is in charge of the distribution of spirit stones, salary promotions, and the authority to practice techniques for all practitioners in the sect.

There are not many disciples in the Feitian Sect, less than two hundred people, and more than twenty guardians.

But in addition to the main sect, there are also a large number of deacons, strongmen, as well as two subordinate mines, spiritual fields and personnel from the four major families.

The total number of personnel added up to several thousand.

Therefore, the role of the Lishitang is crucial.

And there is no need to fight outside, which is exactly what Ye Yang needs.

"The Lishitang is recruiting quite a few candidates this time. Wang Xijing and the Li family's top brass are said to have already made their inquiries."

A glimmer of hope appeared on Ye Yang's face. He knew that the crying child gets the milk.

No matter how mature and calm he was in his heart, he had to show some intention in front of Bai Zizhen.

If he had a cold look on his face, as if he saw through everything.

Bai Zizhen said all this in vain.

(End of this chapter)