Dugu Qiang's fire of revenge has burned to the sky.

His figure appeared tall and mighty in the firelight, and his spear was invincible and unstoppable.

"With my White Snake Sword here, I won't let you run wild!"

A clear and long whistle broke through the air, and the white snake sword in Mo Wuyin's hand pierced towards Dugu Qiang at a rapid speed like a silver-white lightning.

The two men's moves intertwined in the air, making a sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

Dugu Qiang's spear skills are unparalleled, and each of his spears contains the power to split mountains and crack rocks.

The White Snake Sword was as agile as the wind, and the cold light from the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, strange and unpredictable, and from time to time it would flash with the light of a green lotus sword, which was very sharp.

Mo Wuyin, the White Snake Sword, is the swordsman of this generation of the Qinglian Mo family.

With a sword, the wind and clouds changed dramatically. The Qinglian Mo family had already practiced the Qinglian Sword Technique to perfection.

The battle intensified, and Dugu Qiang's eyes flashed with madness.

After years of practice, he suffered extreme pain, including the pain of having his tongue pulled out, his eyes gouged out, and his leg tendons cut.

All of them broke out at this moment.

He would kill the enemy in front of him at all costs.

Mo Wuyin pointed with one hand, and the White Snake Sword became extremely sharp. It had no guard, but because of this, there was less resistance and the speed was extremely fast.

At this moment, he made a sword gesture and the White Snake Sword flew into the air.

It actually turned into a long rainbow of white light and went straight to kill Dugu Qiang.

"The emperor is so arrogant!"

Dugu Qiang just fired a shot, without any movement, extremely powerful, as if he was an ancient emperor patrolling the four directions.

The shadow of an ancient emperor wearing a crown appeared behind him.

The spear was thrust out with great violence, the emperor was enraged, and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

Each shot was accompanied by a stream of hot air, as if to ignite the air.

Bai Mo Wuyin felt unprecedented pressure.

But his eyes remained calm, his sword skills were not disorderly, and he wanted to deal with Dugu Qiang's violent attack.

After all, he is not weak after practicing sword swinging thousands of times.

Whether it is the talent or perseverance in cultivation, it is the best choice.

But the next moment, a handful of blood rain fell

Mo Wuyin's body was shaking.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair.

He still held the White Snake Sword in his hand, but he no longer had the firmness he had before.

The blood slid down.

His heart felt as if it was torn apart, and he lowered his head, feeling extremely painful.

Only then did he realize that his heart had been pierced directly by a spear without him knowing when.

The wind rose, the gun was still there, but the sword fell.

People fell backwards!

The shot was so powerful that he had no way to avoid it.

Dugu Qiang walked up to Mo Wuyin, took away the White Snake Sword, drew out his spear, and shook the red tassel on the spear head.

"Mo Chongxiao, everything you have done to me, I will let you feel it one by one, and then come to me to ask for it back."

"Don't think I don't know. The people who bewitched me to practice the Emperor's Spear and led me into the devil were not only the Blood and Bone Cult, but also your Mo family."

……

Ye Yang stood on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle and slowly walked towards the Feitian Gate.

The flying turtle was very fast. After running in the air for about half a month, it finally returned to Feitian Gate.

As soon as he returned to Feitian Sect, Ye Yang received a message from Taixu Taoist Sect.

"The Eastern Zhuxian Army is ready to make a move and is likely to start a war again. Please be careful."

Ye Yang had actually guessed this news a long time ago.

So I can’t say I was surprised.

He spoke to the disciple next to him.

"Have the envoys of the Taixu Dao Sect ever left?"

The disciple answered seriously.

"Master, the messenger has been here all along and has been waiting for you inside the door for many days. Do you need to summon him in?"

Ye Yang nodded, and soon a middle-aged Taoist priest came over, wearing a dark feather robe and holding a whisk in his hand.

After seeing Ye Yang, he didn't seem to have any aura of a superior sect.

He bowed to Ye Yang and spoke.

"Meet Master Ye."

Ye Yang nodded, looked at this person, pondered for a moment, and did not speak about the Eastern Zhuxian Army, but said.

"I wonder how the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is doing these days?"

Ye Yang deliberately mentioned the Split Sky Sword Sect because when he sent the Poison Insect to gather information, he accidentally discovered that the disciples of the Split Sky Sword Sect were involved with the Dayun Dynasty.

An extremely serious struggle may have occurred within the Lietian Sword Sect.

I want to see the reaction of Taixu Daomen

"Sky-Splitting Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged Taoist from the Taixu Taoist sect frowned slightly after hearing the words "Lietian Sword Sect".

"Exactly."

Ye Yang nodded lightly, his eyes sweeping across his face like lightning, trying to find a clue from his expression.

"There are many factions within the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. Now that the head master and swordsman have been in seclusion for a long time, there are also many factions within the sect."

“The Taixu Dao Sect has had contact with them several times before, but it didn’t have much effect.”

The middle-aged Taoist from Taixu Taoist sect spoke slowly, with a hint of doubt in his tone, as if he was thinking about Ye Yang's intentions.

"Really?" Ye Yang chuckled, a gleam in his eyes. He knew that the other party was cautious and didn't want to say much.

"But as far as I know, the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect seems to be getting quite close to the Great Fortune Dynasty recently. I wonder if the Taixu Dao Sect knows about this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoist priests of Taixu Taoist Sect's expressions changed slightly, and it was obvious that Ye Yang's words touched something in their hearts.

There was some displeasure in the middle-aged Taoist's tone.

Seeing this, Ye Yang smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that his words had taken effect.

"Don't blame me, Elder. I just mentioned it casually." Ye Yang smiled slightly, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"However, since you mentioned the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, I do have a favor to ask of you."

"Oh? What's the matter?" The elder of Taixu Taoism raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Yang curiously.

"I would like to ask the Taixu Dao Sect to take action and see if any disciples of the Lietian Sword Sect have disappeared or betrayed the sect recently."

Ye Yang said lightly, staring at the middle-aged Taoist priest of Taixu Taoist Sect with a gaze like a torch.

The people from Taixu Taoist sect's expression changed slightly when they heard this.

Ye Yang knew that a large sect like Taixu Taoist Sect had intelligence forces spread all over the world.

They must have heard about the appearance of the Flying Feather Sword of the Lietian Sword Sect in the military of the Dayun Dynasty.

Therefore, after Ye Yang finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, "The current situation is critical, and investigation is indeed necessary. However, although there are many connections between the three holy places, there are also many entanglements."

"The Taixu Dao Sect needs to be cautious when investigating other sects' private affairs."

"No." Ye Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"If there are disciples of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect who really betray the sect and join the Great Fortune Dynasty, then this is definitely not a good thing for us."

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Hall Master Ye. I will report this matter to the sect and send someone to investigate."

After thinking about it, the middle-aged Taoist priest finally nodded and agreed to Ye Yang's request.

Seeing this, Ye Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his plan had been initially successful.

Every member of the Lietian Sword Sect is a sword maniac. If the Eastern Zhuxian Army really wants to attack Yalong Ridge.

It is too dangerous to have unstable factors like the Lietian Sword Sect in the rear.

After seeing off the elder of Taixu Taoism, Ye Yang called over a disciple and spoke.

"Go to Tao'an Market and call Nalanda over."

"Yes."

When the disciple heard the three words "Nalanda", he slowly walked out.

This Nalanda was the trade deacon of the Jiutian Sect. The Vajra Butter Pill that Ye Yang used to nourish his evil spirits when he was in the middle stage of the warrior was also purchased from him.

He was originally from the demon land of the Western Regions, but later he gave up Buddhism and turned to Taoism, and then found a job in the Jiutian Sect.

After hearing Ye Yang's words, the disciples hurried out to look for him.

However, Nalanda was busy with affairs and was often away, so Ye Yang had to wait for three days before he saw Nalanda's fat figure.

"Meet Master Ye."

Nalanda was still wearing the yellow patchwork robe and had a bald head. When he saw Ye Yang, he bent down with a respectful look.

Ye Yang helped him up and said

"Then you are polite, butler. I asked you to come here this time because I want you to bring a letter for me."

"I wonder what you know about the Diamond Temple in the Demonic Land of the Western Regions."

Nalanda was slightly startled. He did not expect Ye Yang to suddenly ask this question, but he had traveled in the Western Demonic Land when he was young, so Vajra Temple naturally knew about it.

Quickly replied

"Master Ye, this Vajra Temple is a temple in the demon land of the Western Regions. It supports cultivation and slays demons. The one who cultivates is the Dharma Protector Vajra, and the one who is worshipped is Acala. It is extremely powerful."

Ye Yang said
"I wonder when the master will return to the Western Regions?"

Nalanda heard the hidden meaning in Ye Yang's words and knew that he needed his help with something.

People like him who have been in business for a long time have already understood the situation very well, and now they speak.

"I don't have any plans during this period, but if Master Ye needs anything, I will go there in person."

Ye Yang took out a piece of dry and wrinkled bark. Nalanda took a look at it. The bark was ordinary and had even been eroded by decades of time. It had become old and mottled and was unrecognizable.

At the top is the shadow of a white bone skull, and below it is the shape of swords clashing.

The last part is a huge Buddha's palm and a white lotus.

As soon as he saw it, he knew what kind of special letter it was.

I'm afraid he has a big purpose.

"Master Ye, can we go find Chief Fozhu?"

He had seen this thing before, and he also knew the relationship between Ye Yang and the current chief Buddhist caster of Vajra Temple.

Ye Yang spoke.

"Please ask the steward to hand this item over to the current chief Buddhist caster of the Vajra Temple."

Nalanda took it.

"Don't worry, Master Ye. I will hand this item over to Fozhu."

This matter was naturally about the original Jiazi agreement and the matter of the Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrant Fruit.

Nowadays, time flies, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye. Now that Ye Yang has obtained the energy of the three-foot blue dragon, it is time to plan for the nine-leaf heavenly fragrant fruit.

In order to avoid the matter from being leaked, Ye Yang did not want to be known by outsiders, so he just took out the token without writing a word.

I believe that after seeing this, Fozhu will definitely know what it is.

"The Buddha casting has been completed. Now the only thing left is Yang Xiaoyan, the White Lotus Consort."

"It's just that she is now a noble concubine, and her every word and action is restricted by the Dayun Dynasty, so it is extremely difficult to meet her."

Ye Yang groaned.

Send Nalanda away.

Ye Yang took out the three-foot blue dragon energy and looked at it carefully.

This stream of air was like a small dragon that had been shrunk countless times, or like a deer antler, coiled in Ye Yang's palm, emitting a faint light.

At this moment, it was actually trembling slightly, as if it had life.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in Ye Yang's heart. He didn't know whether it was from the closeness of the Time-Reversing Devil or from the original energy of the Thirteen Swords of Time.

This blue dragon energy seemed to be quite close to him.

At this moment, the Canglong Qi flowed slightly and actually clung to Ye Yang's fingers.

Ye Yang felt as if there were streams of heat flowing through his fingers, and each cycle made his body stronger.

His skin gradually became smooth and elastic under the nourishment of the Canglong Qi, and the impurities in his body were excreted unknowingly.

Ye Yang looked carefully and found that the Canglong Qi had become much thinner. He was shocked and quickly put it away.

Ye Yang spent a lot of time thinking about meeting the White Lotus Consort Yang Xiaoyan.

First I asked someone to inform them, then I made several appointments, and finally one morning three months later.

On the day when she paid her respects to the Empress Dowager, she met Yang Xiaoyan on her way back.

Baohua Tower is located on a high ground and can overlook most of the gardens. Several people stood by the railing.

On the other side of the hill, bursts of women’s laughter floated out from behind the gorgeous curtains, and human figures were looming among the willow smoke.

Today, the concubines and ladies of state are all dressed up in their best attire, with their hair full of pearls and jade, and their bodies covered in silk and satin. The gorgeous and precious lights are shining, dazzling the eyes.

On a remote path, under the care of Yang Xiaoyan's confidants, Ye Yang walked into a luxurious sedan chair.

Today, Yang Xiaoyan did not wear a royal concubine's dress, nor did she wear a flowery hairpin or pearl crown, and her hair was combed in a high bun.

Perhaps she had just returned from paying her respects, for she was dressed elegantly and solemnly, in a long silk skirt woven with six panels of gold and silver thread, and a wide-sleeved cape as thin as a feather wrapped around the outside.

The silver-embroidered shawl draped over her arm dragged on the soft couch in the carriage.

Although she is dressed more modestly now than before, she is still extremely charming.

Her skin is white and shiny, and her narrow waist outlines the plump curves of a mature woman.

A pair of big eyes are smiling and charming, the corners of her small mouth are slightly raised, and her red lips are slightly parted, as if to invite people to kiss her.

This was a woman who exuded charm and seduction from the inside out, and she was famous at that time.

Otherwise, he would not have been noticed by the Great Flesh Body Joyful Giving Bodhisattva and accepted as a disciple.

She seems to be seducing men all the time and getting on their nerves.

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(End of this chapter)