Ye Yang pondered for a moment, then said to the disciple.

"In that case, please invite them over."

Soon after, several messengers dressed in celestial official costumes were led into the valley.

Ye Yang glanced at these people.

These people all had solemn faces, elegant temperaments, and held cloud-shaped scepters in their hands, which obviously showed that they were extraordinary.

They are all important figures in heaven.

The leading envoy looked like a middle-aged man with a wisp of red goatee on his chin. He had a burly build and seemed to have the blood of a giant.

He took a step forward and bowed.

"Hello, Elder Ye. I have long heard of your great name. I am Li Chengyan, the messenger from Heaven."

Hearing this, Ye Yang did not stand up immediately, but spoke.

"You are a rare guest. Why would people from the Heavenly Palace come to my Feitian Sect?"

Hearing this, the man looked at Ye Yang who was sitting quietly by the pond, gasped slightly, and did not dare to speak.

After all, people are the shadow of famous trees.

In terms of cultivation, he was only a Purple Mansion Immortal, and in terms of strength, there was an absolute gap between him and this world-famous master of both swords and knives.

The opponent's current strength and cultivation are both terrifying and scary.

Otherwise, Heaven would not have come to invite the other party.

If he really faced off against the opponent, he doubted that he would be able to block even one of the opponent's moves.

But the good thing is.

Today, the legendary Patriarch Ye is not as murderous as rumored.

Ye Yang motioned for them to sit aside.

Li Chengyan straightened up tremblingly, then went straight to the point.

"Ancestor Ye, we came here in the hope of inviting you to join the Heavenly Court and become one of our core members."

Ye Yang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Oh? You in Heaven are advocating to establish an immortal dynasty by using humans to control immortals, so why are you suddenly inviting me to join you?"

Li Chengyan smiled and spoke slowly.

"Ancestor, although that is true, the two sides are not fighting to the death as rumored."

"The great path of the world leads to the same destination. Whether it is to control immortals with humans or to control humans with immortals, in the end, it is all for self-liberation and cultivation."

"The Heavenly Court has gathered all the treasures since the Great Fortune Dynasty destroyed the sects and factions. Not only are there all kinds of cultivation resources, but there are also Taoist methods, Taoist arts, elixirs, and various magical instruments and treasures."

"More importantly, the Heavenly Court can provide the ancestor with the opportunity to transcend this world!"

"I know that worldly power and desires are no longer useful to you. All you want is to seek immortality and transcend yourself. However, we in Heaven will fully support you in fulfilling any wish you have."

"Whether you are looking for rare treasures or solving personal needs, Heaven is the best choice."

After hearing this, Ye Yang pondered in his heart.

These conditions were indeed tempting, but he remained cautious in his heart.

He was not moved by the other party's sweet words.

Especially now, the situation in Dayun Dynasty is turbulent and internal disputes are constant. Many things are not as simple as they appear.

After all, Feitianmen’s headquarters is still on the side of Yalongling.

He knew very well how complex and dangerous the Heavenly Palace was, and that once he joined, it would be difficult to escape.

But it is true.

The promises made by the other party were also quite tempting.

The rest is fine.

The Taoist techniques and methods provided in the words, as well as the implicit opportunity to transcend the material world, made him very excited.

"Beyond this world, you mean?"

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart filled with ups and downs.

The man spoke sincerely and was obviously not bluffing.

Why did he practice diligently and seek immortals? It was nothing more than transcendence.

What one seeks is to jump out of the Three Realms, not be bound by the Five Elements, live forever, be accompanied by immortality, and become a true free master.

This is true for any practitioner.

They are all irresistible temptations.

However, it is no secret that the internal struggles in the Dayun Dynasty are fierce and the conflicts of interest are complicated. Once you embark on this path, it means facing countless unknown risks and challenges.

Seeing Ye Yang's hesitation, he continued.

"Ancestor, the resources we can provide are far beyond your imagination. There are many secret Taoist techniques that are enough to greatly increase your strength in a short period of time. And more importantly..."

“Only by standing at a higher position can we see the road ahead clearly, solve the mysteries of the past and present, explore the mysteries of the past and present, and thus find a glimmer of hope for immortality.”

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, and naturally knew the importance of the platform.

In fact, what he saw in the imperial mausoleum of the Dayun Dynasty was far beyond his imagination.

Whether it is the horror of the ruins of the huge city or the mystery of the leader of the dynasty.

Predictably, all were extraordinary.

So he was very sure.

The Dayun Dynasty must possess secrets that other sects do not have.

"Old Ancestor, you naturally understand a lot more than I do. Opportunities are always fleeting. I hope you can consider this carefully."

"I know about this. You have come from afar, so you should rest for a few days in Feitian Gate and enjoy the different scenery."

“This place is sparsely populated, and the natural beauty is very different from the scenery in the imperial court.”

Ye Yang said lightly.

If it were in the past, when Feitian Sect was still small and weak, he would naturally not have contacted the Dayun Dynasty and attracted gossip for nothing.

But now the strength of Feitianmen is getting stronger and stronger, especially after he broke through into the Tiangang realm.

He already has a lot of say in Yalongling.

Therefore, today's Feitianmen can completely ignore the opinions of others.

In addition, since Ren Taxian has not appeared in the world anymore.

The Dayun Dynasty no longer calls for the killing of those who practice cultivation. Instead, it emphasizes using people to control immortals and suppresses them everywhere.

Instead, it began to gradually absorb the power of major sects and families.

I am not so obsessed with many things anymore.

Unconsciously, the strategic approach has also changed.

Li Chengyan seemed to have expected this and nodded.

"Thank you for the opportunity, ancestor."

"I heard that the dusk red clouds at Feitianmen are one of the eight scenic spots in Yalongling. It is a great honor to be here today. We must enjoy it."

After seeing off Li Chengyan.

Ye Yang sat alone in the valley, lost in thought.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle floated up and stayed quietly beside him, sticking out its tongue and licking his fingers continuously, as if it was also sharing his worries.

Ye Yang patted the Sun-Chasing Turtle's head with his hand. It immediately let out a loud whistle, flew up, and shook its head excitedly.

Just at this time.

Ye Yang suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps.

He looked up and saw a familiar figure slowly approaching from a distance.

He was an old man with white hair. Although he was well maintained, it was still visible that a circle of crow's feet had appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"Fan'er, you're here."

The old man walked over slowly, bowed to Ye Yang, and said, "Meet father."

Ye Fan looked at the figure that looked like a god and spoke.

"Father, you are getting younger and younger."

After saying this, he sighed. His father was still young, but he had become old.

There was a subtle bitterness in his words.

The years have mercilessly left their marks on him, but his father is still full of vigor and vitality, maintaining an indescribable demeanor.

This kind of emotion really makes one's heart boil.

"Fan'er, there's no need to be so sentimental."

Ye Yang walked forward, his voice gentle but powerful, and gently patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.

"Life is like a dream, everyone has his own time. Although you are old, in my eyes, you are still that naughty child."

In fact, Ye Fan’s aptitude for cultivation is not good. Even if he used the Golden Elixir of Martial Arts, he has not yet broken through to the realm of a warrior.

Being over a hundred years old is indeed quite old for a cultivator at the Tongqi realm.

It can even be said that, to a certain extent, it has reached the end of its fate.

"Father."

Ye Fan called softly, with a hint of vicissitudes in his voice.

"I want to go to Dayun Dynasty. I know my own qualifications. It will be a waste for me to practice in Feitian Sect."

"It would be better to use this limited time in life to do something more valuable."

"Since I cannot become a dragon, I hope to be able to use myself as a game plan and enter the game. I only hope that everyone in the world can be like a dragon."

"Father, this is the path I chose voluntarily. I have lived for a long time and experienced countless hardships. Now, I want to go to the mortal world, build a great career, and leave my own mark."

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, and finally nodded. He knew.

Everyone has his own path to follow, and Ye Fan is no exception.

Even after he was born, he used countless natural treasures to nourish his body.

But human power has its limits.

Even if so many rare treasures were used.

Now he still hasn't become a genius.

But afterwards, he seemed to have obtained the Heaven-Repairing Record left by Zhao Wuji before his death in the Sutra Library.

The Record of Repairing the Sky records how Zhao Wuji, a common mortal, obtained the book on governing the world and saving the country, which was highly valued by the immortal Ren Taxian.

Also included are a few body-replenishing methods that were given to Zhao Wuji by the Lord of the Dayun Dynasty.

It is quite rare to be able to help ordinary cultivators improve their physique.

But even so.

It just made Ye Fan's body stronger and extended his life a little longer.

Still hasn't broken through to the warrior level.

"Fan'er, you are right. If you don't stand at a high place and see the most beautiful scenery in your life, how can you achieve your wish?"

"Since you have made up your mind, your father will not stop you. No matter where you go, remember to keep your original intention and don't lose yourself."

Ye Yang took out a jade talisman from his arms and handed it to Ye Fan.

"This jade talisman can protect you from external harm, and can also summon me to help you at critical moments."

Ye Fan took the jade talisman, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly.

"Thank you, father. I will keep your teachings in mind."

The two smiled at each other, then Ye Fan turned and left.

Ye Yang spoke again.

"Since you have this intention, I will tell the Heavenly Court and let you gain experience in the Great Fortune Dynasty."

Ye Yang watched him go away, feeling both reluctant and expectant.

“Life is so short, so go after what you like and what you are passionate about.”

At the same time, in the distant southern Xinjiang
In an ancient forest shrouded in poisonous gas, Huo Bingshuang and Yu Qingshan, the fierce tiger with a sword and a spear, were riding two cloud-stepping horses across the sky and galloping towards them.

There are many poisons and beasts in the Southern Wilderness, few people, and many witchcrafts.

Even the air here is extremely fishy and oppressive, and the whole world is filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

But both of them are not ordinary monks.

Not only do they practice magic and techniques, but their strength is also at the late stage of martial arts, and they have long been accustomed to such an environment.

Under their control, the Cloud-Stepping Horse was as light and fast as lightning flying through the clouds.

"The poison gas here seems to be thicker than the last time I came here."

Yu Qingshan frowned and pointed with one hand. The golden sword and silver sword behind him flew out and flew across the sky, making loud and clear sounds, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

Huo Bingshuang nodded slightly, her face looked particularly cold in the moonlight.

"It seems we have to speed up. This time we received an order from the sect to find the descendants of Tongzi Tianmo. I don't know if his descendants are still safe."

Soon after, they finally arrived at a hidden valley.

Huo Bingshuang glanced at the valley in front of him, took out a jade slip, looked at it, pointed ahead and said.

"Yes, this is it."

This was originally a vibrant place, but now it has been corroded by poisonous gas and is almost barren.

However, in the middle of the valley.

But there is a small house standing alone, as if it is the only life in this desolate place.

The two men dismounted and slowly walked towards the hut.

Huo Bingshuang and Yu Qingshan approached the lonely hut cautiously. The air around them was filled with a disgusting stench.

Pushing open the half-open wooden door, the room was dimly lit with only a faint light from an oil lamp.

In the corner, there was a young man curled up. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and his eyes were clear and firm.

But his face is indeed very different from that of ordinary people. Although he is young, he does not have the slightest bit of childish innocence and immaturity.

Instead, he looked unusually old and mature.

It's like an old man's face on a child's body.

The skin was covered with wrinkles, as if it had been corroded by some kind of poison.

"How is this going?"

Yu Qingshan asked in a low voice, with shock that was difficult to conceal in his voice.

Huo Bingshuang did not answer. She slowly approached the child, squatted down and observed him carefully.

The boy's breathing was weak and rapid. Not only were there mottled wrinkles on his skin, but a layer of sticky green liquid was oozing out, emitting a disgusting stench.

Huo Bingshuang looked at the child and exchanged glances with Yu Qingshan.

"Is this the descendant of Tongzi Tianmo?"

"Why is it a little different from what was rumored?"

Yu Qingshan asked gently, trying not to let his tone reveal any strange emotions.

After all, no matter how miserable that boy demon was, he was once a cultivator at the level of a true person.

How could future generations be so miserable?

The child raised his head and looked at the two strangers in front of him with fear and curiosity.

"You...you are."

His voice was as thin as a mosquito.

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