These evil spirits are extremely powerful. They are vicious species born from the combination of the vicious nature of the sword and the resentful spirits who have killed strong people in the realm of true person.

If it could be sealed into the White Horse Sword, it would greatly increase the power of the White Horse Sword.

"The art of swordplay is inherently fierce and powerful. If it were an ordinary person, they would certainly not be able to subdue these evil spirits, but Master Ye's murderous aura is just right."

Master Huo Lian laughed a few times and thought that Ye Yang’s idea was good. He took out a yellow talisman, which was surrounded by a red bloody aura.

As soon as it appeared, it ignited without wind, and a blood-red flame rose up, flickering a faint light in the air.

As his hands moved and the magic formula guided him, the talisman gradually merged into the blade of the Blood True Knife, resonating with the evil spirit within the blade.

"This is a sixth-level evil-suppressing talisman, which is extremely precious. I don't have many of them, and they are all good things passed down by my master."

"Master Ye must compensate me afterwards."

Master Huolian looked very painful.

Ye Yang had heard of this evil-suppressing talisman, but he had never seen one that could be practiced in conjunction with a magical weapon.

I think the evil-suppressing talisman in Master Huo Lian's hand must have been specially made by his sect.

"This is naturally the right thing to do. Master, please do as you please."

The expression on Master Huo Lian's face finally looked better.

As time passed, the blood energy on the Xuezhen Sword began to gradually dissipate, replaced by deep red light.

And those ferocious evil spirits were also controlled by the runes and gradually merged into the blade.

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But he knew the most critical moment was yet to come.

Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of the Fire Refining Master's forehead, and his eyes revealed a hint of fatigue.

But more importantly, it is focus and determination.

The magic spells in his hands kept changing, and with every change, the light of the evil-suppressing talisman became brighter.

Finally, when the last rune struck the Blood True Knife, the entire secret room seemed to shake.

In the deep blood color, there is also a hint of calmness and sharpness that comes from years of hardships.

"Now is the critical moment to seal the evil spirit."

The Fire Master said in a deep voice, and his hands began to form more complicated seals.

Groan! Groan! Groan!
The blade of the White Horse Sword, which had just shattered, made bursts of crisp sword sounds under the stimulation of this force.

As if looking forward to the upcoming transformation.

"Master Ye, help me integrate the evil spirit into the White Horse Sharp Sword."

Ye Yang nodded.

Streams of pure magic power surged out of his body and slowly poured into the White Horse Sharp Sword.

The White Horse Sharp Sword seemed to be activated and began to emit a faint sharp cold light. The light gradually became stronger, illuminating the entire room with a snow-white color.

Surrounded by this force, the White Horse Sharp Sword began to tremble slightly, as if it had life.

Suddenly, Ye Yang bit his fingertips and a drop of blood dripped onto the knife.

The blood and the cold knife merged, making a slight sound.

Those bound evil spirits seemed to feel the call and turned into wisps of black gas and were sucked into the White Horse Sharp Sword.

After these evil spirits enter the body.

The cracks on the White Horse Sharp Sword began to show traces of blood-colored lines, and were just covered with cracks.

A unique texture is formed on the blade.

As time went by, the aura of the White Horse Sharp Sword became stronger and stronger, and its blade began to flash with light like cold stars, as if it could cut through all obstacles standing in its way.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Master Huo Lian and Master Lu each used their best abilities and gave it their all.

Finally, after the last rune was entered.

The vengeful spirit on the Blood True Sword let out a final sharp cry before completely dissipating into the blade.

The Fire Refining Master breathed a sigh of relief; this time the refining was finally successful.

On the blade, black and red light intertwined, forming a series of strange and beautiful patterns.

These patterns kept changing, and finally settled into a pattern of a galloping white horse with the upper body and a blood-red sword god with the lower body.

Its eyes revealed a fierce murderous intent, as if it would leap out with the blade and tear the enemy apart at any time.

Everyone present looked solemn.

They knew that with the evil spirit completely sealed, the White Horse Sharp Sword would become a real killing weapon.

"You two are truly extraordinary in your skills. What happened today will surely become a great story."

Master Huo Lian and Master Lu looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.

They knew that without each other's help, they would not be able to complete such refining.

"This is God's will, and it is also the fate of the three of us." Master Huo Lian said with emotion.

"That's true. This experience has brought us a lot of gains."

The two men waved their hands and smiled.

"This White Horse Sharp Sword is now extraordinary. Although it cannot be called a meridian-stabilizing treasure, its material and power are far superior to ordinary treasures."

"What is lacking is nothing more than enough nurturing and time, which is enough for Master Ye to make further progress on the path of cultivation."

Ye Yang nodded, his eyes deep. The re-refining of the White Horse Blade might bring unexpected changes to those who are interested.

"I hope you two will keep today's events secret. If someone with ulterior motives learns of this, it may lead to a disaster."

Ye Yang said in a deep voice.

Master Huo Lian and Master Lu nodded in agreement. They naturally understood this principle.

This sword combines the blood color of the Xuezhen Sword and the silver-white of the Baima Quick Sword, and the blade presents a unique red and white interwoven color.

There was a strange galloping white horse carved on the handle, and there were traces of blood on the blade, which seemed to be wriggling with life.

Ye Yang squeezed it lightly, and felt his hand sink.

He swung the knife lightly and felt a powerful force coming from it, as if it was about to tear apart the space, and a feeling of joy welled up in his heart.

He held the White Horse Sharp Sword, feeling the terrifying power contained in it, his heart full of anticipation.

This knife will be a great help to him, helping him to make further progress on the path of cultivation.

"Thank you both."

Ye Yang put away his White Horse Sharp Sword and bowed deeply to Master Huo Lian and Master Lu.

"Master Ye, why don't you give this sword a name?"

Ye Yang nodded, and lightly wiped the blade with his hands, and a dragon-like whistling sound came from the blade.

There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes

"This sword now takes the best of both worlds. It retains the sharpness of the Blood True Sword and incorporates the speed of the White Horse Knife. It is as fast as a white horse passing by in a crack, or as fast as a meteor leaving no trace. In this case, I will name this sword 'Drinking Years', hoping that it can drink the years to its fullest and kill the passing years."

Ye Yang looked at the knife, felt admiration in his heart, and spoke.

...and on the other side.

The Yinxian Canyon is shrouded in white mist, with gurgling mountain streams, winding stone paths, and waves of pine trees like sea tides.

At the first rays of morning light, the sky is filled with rosy clouds and a breeze blows by, bringing with it the scent of flowers and soil, which is refreshing.

In the sky, dozens of strange Taoist soldiers with deer heads and human bodies, wearing golden armor and vibrating flying wings, fell from the sky. There were two people among those Taoist soldiers.

A man with snow-white skin, wearing a clean green shirt, with long black hair hanging down, holding an icy sword in his hand, with eight snow-white divine spears behind him, and a heroic look between his brows.

The other man was of burly build, holding a huge hammer, with a majestic look on his face, like a little giant.

Dozens of Flying Deer Taoist soldiers descended from the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Yan Qingying and Li Bayuan landed slowly on the ground.

Yan Qingying smiled, then fixed her eyes and looked forward.

"Here we are."

The two looked up and saw a huge mountain standing in the distance. Above the mountain, a rainbow was hanging upside down and countless colorful lights were flashing, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Let's go."

Yan Qingying said this and flew forward first.

Li Bayuan followed closely behind.

"Why is there still a sect here?"

After flying for a while, the two found a big mountain not far ahead.

A huge plaque is hung above the mountain gate.

There are three big characters "Qingyun Sect" written on it.

Ancient buildings are built against the mountain in an orderly manner. At the beginning of the mountain, a huge stone tablet is erected with three large characters "Qingyun Sect" engraved on it.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, exuding a sense of majesty.

Many disciples in green robes were busy shuttling between the buildings.

"Who is coming?"

When the disciples guarding the mountain saw the two men, they immediately stepped forward to ask them.

"We are independent cultivators who came here to seek opportunities. When we saw your sect, we wanted to pay a special visit. I am Bai Ying, and this is my junior fellow apprentice Wang Yuan."

When she first arrived, Yan Qingying was afraid that the other party had ill intentions, so she did not reveal her true identity and made up a lie.

The disciple guarding the mountain took a look and bowed quickly: "Please wait for a moment, seniors. Please allow me to report."

"Senior Sister, there is actually a hidden sect thousands of miles east of Tongtian River. I have never heard of it before, and I don't know where it came from."

Li Bayuan took a few glances and found that it did not look like a sect of evil ways. Yan Qingying was about to speak when a Taoist nun in white came down from the mountain.

Holding a long sword, wearing white clothes, his eyes are as clear as water.

After seeing the two of them, he sensed their cultivation level and spoke.

"Please follow me, fellow Taoists."

Yan Qingying nodded and took Li Bayuan into the Colorful Mountain.

As soon as he entered the Colorful Mountain, Li Bayuan felt a strong spiritual energy.

He was secretly surprised that the spiritual energy of the Seven-Colored Mountain was even more dense than that of Feitian Gate.

"Why is the spiritual energy inside the gate so rich?"

Li Bayuan couldn't help but ask.

"This is because our Qingyun Sect has a special spiritual vein that can gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

The Taoist nun in white clothes next to her explained.

The two of them walked forward and soon arrived at the main peak of Qicai Mountain.

On the main peak, there is a huge palace with yellow tiles and glazed tiles, ancient red sandalwood, and curling green smoke. Next to it, there is an old pine tree that is as vigorous as a dragon and is extremely huge.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder what we are doing here?"

Li Bayuan asked curiously.

"The Great Elder wants to see you."

The Taoist nun in white said this and led Li Bayuan into the main hall.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man sat in the first seat.

"Meet the elder."

Yan Qingying and Li Bayuan saluted Yun Tianhe.

"Get up."

The man said calmly, then his eyes fell on the two of them.

"My two fellow Taoists, are you interested in joining us at Qicai Mountain?"

When these words were spoken, Li Bayuan and Yan Qingying were stunned.

They didn't expect that the leader of Qicai Mountain would actually invite him to join.

They glanced at the person at the top and found that he was smiling and nodding at them.

"This is a serious matter. We need to be allowed to discuss it."

Yan Qingying and Li Bayuan quickly exchanged glances, took a deep breath, and then spoke solemnly.

At this moment, a disciple suddenly ran in hurriedly.

"Great Elder, this is bad. Someone has spotted the Rainbow Monster near us again."

The disciple said breathlessly.

"What? Rainbow Monster?"

Yan Qingying's face changed when she heard this.

"Yes, Elder."

The disciple nodded.

"And there is more than one person coming. The strength of that group of rainbow monsters is extremely strong. Several brothers who went to investigate have been injured."

Yun Tianhe's expression became even gloomier.

"It seems that the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad has appeared again."

Yan Qingying and Li Bayuan looked at each other. The Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad is an ancient alien species. It is said to have thousands of scales and thousands of eyes, and each eye can emit a strange light.

Able to control the minds of living beings and make them his puppets.

Both of them were startled, knowing that the danger of this trip was far beyond their expectations.

However, the Rainbow Spirit Wood now has an indescribable appeal to the Feitian Sect.

Since the rainbow monster has appeared, it means that the rainbow spirit tree is nearby.

They can't just give up. (End of this chapter)