After a pause, Ye Yang spoke again.

"By the way, let's go to Cangyun Mountain to look for Wang Dong. Let's go together."

Ye Yang knew that Wang Dong was now at the critical moment of breaking through to the realm of true person.

What he practiced was the remaining parts of the Qingming Treasure Scroll and the Tianyi Four Symbols Art.

Moreover, he is at the peak of the warrior realm. If he encounters an opportunity, he is likely to break through to the real person realm again.

Maybe.

The appearance of Thundergod's anger this time will have a good promoting effect on him.

As for those turbulent monsters.

It is very likely that the Netherworld is behind this.

In fact.

As early as when Ye Yang entered the Dayun Dynasty, countless monsters attacked from the edge of Yalong Ridge with great momentum.

According to the information obtained by Ye Yang and others, after Guangfa Daozu in the Netherworld knew that Ren Taxian was gone, he intended to invade with the Netherworld army.

Turn the monks in the spiritual world into fish meat and food to help with one's own spiritual practice.

"In that case."

Ye Yang hesitated for a moment.

Monsters and beasts appear frequently in southern Xinjiang, and great turmoil is about to come.

Obviously, the time for this day to end in Yalong Ridge is not far away.

He turned to Huo Bingshuang and Yu Qingshan beside him and spoke again.

"This time you are going to the southern border to look for information about Thunder God's Wrath. If you need any cooperation from the sect, just let me know."

"In addition, while exploring the Thunder God's Wrath, we must also find out the specific movements of the Netherworld Yellow Spring."

Huo Bingshuang nodded.

"Master, rest assured. I have already arranged several teams to go to various places in Southern Xinjiang to collect intelligence."

"With Master here, we have no fear in our hearts no matter what."

After saying this, the two of them slowly retreated.

See here.

Ye Yang and Gu Xuan discussed and decided to speed up the admission process of disciples this time.

When there is unrest in the future, the roads between different regions will be blocked.

This will inevitably have a huge impact on Feitianmen's recruitment of disciples.

After Ye Yang and Gu Xuan gave the orders, the entire Feitian Gate immediately became busy.

As a result, the Feitianmen disciple recruitment meeting has not yet begun.

Instead, a big incident happened in Feitianmen, which made everyone heartbroken.

Ge Canhong, the old swordsman of Feitian Sect, is about to die.

When Ye Yang was still unknown, he was already a famous figure in Feitian Sect.

The name of Sword King Kong is very famous.

Later, he cooperated with Wang Sandao to deduce the Black Dragon Worship the Moon Sword Technique unique to Feitian Sect.

It can be said that it fills a gap in the history of Feitianmen swordsmanship.

Just a pity.

Later, when the North Sea Divine Nun besieged Feitian Gate, Ge Canhong's dantian was shattered by the North Sea Divine Nun, and all his cultivation was destroyed.

Later, even though he injured his own eyes and practiced the sword of ignoring, he still failed to break through to the realm of true person.

Even his original cultivation level was not restored.

This night was destined to be tragic.

The sky was still clear and the sun was shining brightly during the day.

At night, heavy rain poured down like a bucket.

The night was as dark as ink, and the gate of Feitianmen was particularly clear after being washed by rain.

Ye Yang did not fly, but walked along the muddy path towards Ge Canhong's residence.

Pushing open the simple wooden door, Ye Yang walked into Ge Canhong's room.

The room was filled with a faint scent of medicine. Ge Canhong was lying on the bed, his face pale, his breath weak, and his condition extremely bad.

Perhaps he heard the footsteps outside, Ge Canhong opened his eyes slightly, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Master Ye..."

Ge Canhong's voice was low and hoarse. He grabbed the edge of the bed with his big hands full of blue veins, trying to stand up and greet Ye Yang.

But before he could stand up, Ye Yang comforted him down.

Ye Yang walked to the bed and gently held Ge Canhong's hand. Feeling the cold and weak temperature, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He knew that this senior who had given everything for the sect did not have much time left.

In fact, Ge Canhong is now nearly three hundred years old.

Among warriors, he is considered to be long-lived.

Even if he passed away, it was still a happy funeral.

Most of the warriors have a lifespan of 200 years. Even those warriors who are good at health preservation only have a lifespan of more than 200 years.

The reason why Ge Canhong was able to live to nearly three hundred years old.

This is inseparable from the fact that Ye Yang and Gu Xuan, two powerful men in the realm of true immortals, use their magic power to refine themselves day and night.

"Uncle Ge, you've worked hard."

Ye Yang said softly.

Ge Canhong smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Master Ye is too polite. Although I have not been able to break through the realm of a real person in my life, I have no regrets in being able to contribute to the sect."

"Now the sect is developing better and better. I only hope that under the leadership of the real person, Feitian Sect can be carried forward and more disciples can embark on the path of immortality."

Ye Yang nodded and held his hand tightly.

"Uncle Master, rest assured. I will do my best to protect the sect and make it stronger."

Ge Canhong's eyes gradually softened, as if he was recalling the past.

"In the world, life is full of twists and turns. We cultivators pursue immortality in order to transcend life and death. I have no regrets about dying on the road to immortality. I even feel a little honored."

When he said this, he suddenly became talkative.

"I started practicing at the age of ten, entered the stage of sword light differentiation at the age of twenty-five, and only reached the realm of sword practice into silk at the age of seventy."

“But when I was seventy-one years old, I established my sword heart and reached the state of sword heart enlightenment, because at that time I understood a sentence.”

“There are only four things in life that are hard to understand: life and death, honor and disgrace, success and failure, and gain and loss.”

"The sword is my life and death, my honor and disgrace, my success and failure, my gain and loss."

"I entered the spiritual practice because of the sword, and I also entered death because of the sword."

"I just hope that after I die, the real person can carve four words on my tombstone: 'Swordsman', so that I will have no regrets in this life."

"Uncle Ge, don't worry, I will definitely remember your instructions."

Ye Yang said solemnly.

Ge Canhong slowly closed his eyes and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he stretched out his trembling hands, took out a yellowed jade slip from his sleeve, and gently handed it to Ye Yang.

The jade slip emitted a faint spiritual light, as if it contained endless power.

"This is the fruit of my life's hard work, and it is also the concern that keeps me awake at night. It's just a pity that it is still an incomplete method and has not been fully deduced."

Ge Canhong's voice sounded again.

"When I was young, I created the Black Dragon Moon Worship Sword Art. I put all my energy into it. Later, I revised it for a hundred years, deleted fifty years, and integrated the essence of the Sword of Ignorance to create the Black Dragon Moon Worship Sword again."

"Now I am willing to contribute to the sect."

Ye Yang took the jade slip and felt the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations coming from it.

He looked at it carefully and saw a lifelike black dragon with sword energy carved on the surface of the jade slip. The black dragon had its eyes open, its whiskers flying, and it looked lifelike as it soared in the sky.

It seemed that the jade slip would jump out at any time and manifest in the sky. "The Black Dragon Moon Worship Sword Art is not only a sword technique, but also a state of mind training."

Ge Canhong continued.

"After I integrated the Sword of Ignorance into it, it requires practitioners to be fully focused when swinging the sword. They must serve the sword with their hearts and regard the person as their slave. The sword is alive and the person is dead. Only in this way can the sword's true power be brought into play."

Ye Yang used his spiritual sense to explore, and saw pictures of sword practice emerging in the jade slip.

An old man, or rather a blind old man.

Standing under the bright moon, in the courtyard, holding a long sword, dancing in the moonlight, the tip of the sword trembles slightly, the sword energy is running rampant, and every move and every style is full of power and beauty.

The sword shadows intertwined, like a black dragon circling in the night sky, and finally converged into a huge sword dragon, roaring towards the moon.

Even from Ye Yang's Tiangang realm, this sword technique is quite exquisite.

It gathers together as sword threads, and the sword intent condenses into a dragon.

It is taken from the meaning of the intersection of life and death between sword and human.

It also incorporates some tricks of the Heart Sword, using the cultivator's body as a base to cut into the opponent's heart.

This sword technique not only contains powerful attack power.

It also seems to contain Ge Canhong's profound philosophical insights and the ups and downs of his life.

Every change of moves seems to be telling the ups and downs and changes of life.

Although it is limited by Ge Canhong's realm, it is not a real magic technique.

However, the use of mana and skills involved in the process is definitely a half-step magic technique, and its price is very precious.

“I hope that this sword technique can be gradually improved as Feitian Sect becomes more powerful.”

"Uncle Ge, rest assured. I will definitely find a perfect successor for this sword art."

"well……"

As the last sentence fell, Ge Canhong's breath gradually dissipated and finally returned to silence.

Ye Yang stood quietly beside the bed. Rain was pouring outside the window. Tears mixed with the rain and fell down. His heart was filled with grief and reluctance.

The rain was still falling, as if it was seeing off the old swordsman.

Ye Yang silently waited by Ge Canhong's side until dawn.

He understood that Ge Canhong’s departure was not only a great loss to Feitianmen, but also the end of an era.

Yes, Feitianmen has developed to this day.

Those older generation monks who accompanied Feitianmen are slowly dying of old age or passing away.

A historical stage is coming to an end.

Looking at the figure of the old man lying on the bed.

An indescribable pain welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Bathing in the spring breeze, I am involved in the worldly affairs; looking at the autumn moon, I turn into a wisp of green smoke.
In a blink of an eye, the world has turned upside down, and in an instant, the world has changed dramatically.
The immortals grow old in the blink of an eye, and the beauties on earth sigh about their youth.

Who in the world can live forever and truly stand proudly among the people, watching the flowers bloom and fall?

"Longevity, longevity, I must live forever."

Another old friend died.

Ye Yang muttered to himself, raised his head and looked at the sky outside, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

The rain washed the earth, as if cleansing his soul.

Ge Canhong's last words still echoed in his ears.

On this road called cultivating immortals.

Countless people struggle on this difficult road. Some succeed in breaking through, while others can only face the end of their lifespan helplessly.

Some have already become a pile of bones or a handful of earth on this road.

He closed his eyes and recalled his journey to becoming an immortal.

At that time, he was just an ordinary boy, with a yearning for the unknown world and a desire for power.

Today, he has become Tiangang Zhenren. After a hundred years, the world he sees is very different from before.

The responsibility on my shoulders is also greater.

"Uncle Ge, rest assured. I will inherit your legacy and lead Feitian Sect to glory."

"And I will not give up the path of cultivating immortality either."

Ye Yang said softly. He knew that only with a firm mind could he go further on the path of cultivating immortals.

This day.

In southern Xinjiang.

The night was shrouded in silence.

The moonlight shines on the ancient sect buildings of the Astrology Sect, casting a veil of mystery over the entire sect.

However, the peaceful night was soon broken by an unexpected incident.

An elder who was on night watch walked into the Sutra Library holding a lantern and found that the "Extreme Phase Star Wheel Method" on the sect's bookshelf was missing.

In its place was an empty recess.

He looked around, a look of horror on his face.

"Oh no, oh no, the Extreme Star Wheel Technique has been stolen."

The elder rushed out of the Sutra Library and shouted loudly.

His voice echoed in the silent night sky, instantly breaking the tranquility of the sect.

Everyone was awakened and rushed to check the situation.

The Astrology Sect is one of the best among the major sects in Southern Xinjiang.

Who dares to come and steal the sect's guardian skills?

This is really a bold move.

Soon, many people gathered in front of the Sutra Repository, all of them looking anxious and uneasy.

Many senior executives looked at the mess and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Extreme Phase Star Wheel Method" is the Astrology Sect's founding technique. It is not only extremely powerful, but also has many practitioners.

Once this method is leaked and deliberately targeted by others, it may very likely affect the rise and fall and survival of the sect.

The loss of this treasure is undoubtedly a huge blow to the sect.

The white-haired elder said in a deep voice.

"Immediately seal off the sect and conduct a comprehensive search! We cannot let the thieves get away."

The clan leader also quickly rushed to the scene, his face livid.

He looked around with a sharp gaze.

"The Extreme Star Wheel Method has been stolen. This is a major provocation to the sect. We must get it back as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

That night, the Astrology Sect immediately ordered the mobilization of all available forces to launch a comprehensive search.

And on a mountain thousands of miles away from the Great Astrology Sect.

Ye Yang held a gorgeous inheritance bead in his hand. The bead was dotted with stars and was extremely bright. There was also the phantom of the Milky Way rushing back and forth, making it a gorgeous scene.

Ye Yang immersed his consciousness into the inheritance bead, and suddenly, he seemed to be in a vast and boundless space.

He felt the vastness and mystery of the world. Countless stars slowly rotated around him, each emitting a unique light, like an independent world.

The Milky Way flows overhead, emitting a soft and mysterious glow.

After a long time, Ye Yang opened his eyes, let out a breath, and frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"It is said that the Xingxiang Sect's 'Extreme Phase Star Wheel Method' is a Taoist inheritance and is extremely powerful."

"I used all my strength to steal it, but judging from its condition, it doesn't seem to have reached the level of a Taoist technique. At most, it has a lofty purpose and can only be considered a top-level treasure technique."

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