Chapter 73 The sect’s danger is within, not outside
Gu Xuan shouted loudly, and immediately someone chained a man with a strong body and white hair and beard and brought him into the hall.

Ye Yang glanced sideways and found that it was Long Gang.

"Long Gang, the protector of the business route, has embezzled the sect's property for many years and used the sect's resources to run his own business. He even robbed women and took human lives."

After Gu Xuan finished speaking, he turned to Long Gang and said, "Are you convinced?"

Long Gang had already lost his confidence when facing Gu Xuan.

But his eyes were wide open, his heart and liver were about to burst, and the fire of rebellion was burning in his eyes.

After a while, the fire died down, and he seemed to accept his fate and nodded: "I accept."

"In that case." Gu Xuan continued: "Don't blame me."

After saying that, he stretched out his hands, and endless demonic energy surged out of his dry and thin hands, which soon submerged Long Gang.

Long Gang seemed to be enduring great pain. His face kept twisting, and after a while, his face became a bloody mess.

"Gu Xuan, even if you kill me, there are still thousands of me. We are just cultivators, not immortals. Since we are not immortals, who can resist the desire?"

"Even if you kill me, there are still thousands and thousands of me. There were before, there are now, and there will be in the future. If you don't believe me, just look and see, there is no clean one in the world!"

……

Gu Xuan remained silent, demonic energy rising from his body, and Taoist and demonic energy surging. Soon, the strong Long Gang on the ground turned into a piece of human skin.

He rolled up the human skin casually, with murderous intent flashing in Gu Xuan's eyes.

"The meeting is dismissed!"

At his command, everyone in the hall quickly left. Ye Yang's eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Feitianmen is about to face a major earthquake, but this is also a good thing. It is also a good thing for the future development of Feitianmen.

It’s just a pity for Long Gang. It’s a bit of a waste that such a skilled warrior at the fifth level died just like that.

According to Ye Yang's idea, he should lock the scapula and throw it into a mine, so that it will not see the light of day and spend the rest of its life mining to atone for its sins. This would not be a waste of its good cultivation.

……

These days, the rainstorms have been getting heavier day by day, and Ye Yang hasn't seen the rising sun in the morning for a long time.

After feeding the wild tortoise, I left the silly turtle to blow bubbles comfortably in the yard.

Ye Yang walked to the spiritual well and found that the spiritual well was not affected by the rainstorm and was still full of rich spiritual energy. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In particular, the Blue Moon Lotus in the spiritual well constantly exudes a rich lotus fragrance, which makes people's depressed and irritable temperament feel much more relaxed.

After everything was done, Ye Yang was about to pick up the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife and Green Bamboo Sword to practice, but suddenly he thought of Bai Zizhen, so he put away his sword and went to test the waters.

Holding the wild camellia that had been dried earlier, Ye Yang walked out of the room.

Ye Yang knocked on the door gently, and after a while, Bai Zizhen came out limping.

Bai Zizhen seemed to have encountered some troubles, and his face turned dark.

Seeing Ye Yang coming, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Ye Yang picked up the wild camellia that was being dried in the sun in his hand.

"Uncle Bai, I haven't been here for a while. It's been raining a lot these days. I was afraid your legs would hurt again, so I brought you some warm tea to nourish your stomach and remove dampness."

"This is flower essence specially picked from the mountains. I mixed it with some carmine red Yuan Yang powder. It is the best for dispelling dampness and replenishing Yang."

After saying that, Ye Yang handed the wild tea in his hand to Bai Zizhen.

Bai Zizhen took the tea leaves and said, "You are so kind-hearted. Come in and talk."

Ye Yang held an umbrella and helped Bai Zizhen into the house. The two sat down at a coffee table by the window. Through the round window, it was raining heavily outside. Bai Zizhen added charcoal to the fire and put some tea leaves in the stove with a teaspoon.

After a while, the aroma of steaming tea wafted out.

"The time for the sect's battle for the Seven Ascending Masters has been moved up. Did you know that?"

The fire flickered, illuminating Bai Zizhen's white hair. He looked at Ye Yang and spoke.

"Earlier?"

Ye Yang was slightly surprised. Feitian Qizhen was of great significance. It was the top title among the younger generation of Feitian Sect.

Those who obtain it can enjoy the treatment and privileges of a military protector in advance.

Moreover, it is extremely helpful for future growth.

The selection of the Seven Astronomical True Immortals is held every ten years. This time it happens to be held one year after the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony. It is rare for it to be held earlier. Why is it being held earlier this time?

This news was very explosive. Ye Yang carefully considered how to utilize the identities of the Seven Flying Immortals to maximize his own resources.

Bai Zizhen smiled and said, "Not only that, this time the Flying Seven True Ones will have even more generous rewards. The headmaster and the great elder will both give out good things."

After a pause, he added: "It's a real good thing."

Ye Yang was very curious and wanted to ask Bai Zizhen what the good things were, but Bai Zizhen shook his head and was unwilling to say anything.

"You will know when the time comes."

"In that case, Uncle Bai, why do you look so bad these days?"

Bai Zizhen sighed.

"This rainstorm is caused by the death of a Taoist immortal. It is a disaster from heaven. It will take three to five years for it to stop."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this. There had been rumors before that an immortal had died and a disaster would occur from heaven, with heavy rain for three years.

But if it rains heavily, let alone for three to five years, even if it lasts for a year or two, it is a natural disaster.

Spiritual wheat and spiritual rice are not growing, the spiritual veins cannot be nourished by the sun, and the quality has dropped. I don’t know how many people will regress in their cultivation.

As for the mortal world, it is even more terrifying. Heavy rains have passed and crops have not grown. We don’t know how many people will starve to death.

"Uncle Bai, this rain..."

Ye Yang pointed to the dark, gloomy sky outside the window: "What on earth is going on?"

Bai Zizhen sighed, "It is said that a true spirit from outside the domain descended and swallowed the Taoist immortals of our human race alive. The heaven and earth mourned together and rained down tears."

Ye Yang was silent.

Bai Zizhen said again: "Since the rain disaster came, more than 30% of the spiritual wheat and spiritual rice in my Feitian Sect have fallen over and dropped their ears."

"Before, we were able to rely on the formation to maintain our strength, but this rain seems to be able to penetrate the formation. Currently, the damage is getting worse and worse. The sect has decided to harvest the green storage in advance."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this.

Spiritual fields are precious. The entire Feitianmen has only a few hundred acres of dry spiritual land and more than ninety acres of water spiritual fields. The spiritual veins and spiritual rice planted on them provide food for everyone in Feitianmen.

At this time, the spiritual wheat and spiritual rice are heading and filling with grain. If they are harvested early, the yield will be less than half of the usual amount.

"There's nothing we can do. Now all the sects and schools are like this. If we delay any further, I'm afraid we won't even get half of the harvest."

This is indeed not good news. Originally, Feitianmen's spiritual veins and spiritual rice were enough for the disciples of the sect to use. Once the harvest drops, the disciples' food will become a problem next year.

After talking with Bai Zizhen, Ye Yang walked to the spiritual field alone.

(End of this chapter)