Chapter 2 Kuyuan Spiritual Well Breakthrough!
Therefore, Ye Yang said nothing, waiting for Bai Zizhen to continue speaking.
As expected, Bai Zizhen glanced at Ye Yang.
"My good nephew is worthy of his reputation of being precocious and wise. I just wrote an explicit article, and the rest are all here! Please take a closer look."
After saying that, Bai Zizhen opened his hand and waved, and a white sheepskin scroll fell into Ye Yang's hand.
"It's just an excuse for you to go to Chazi Zhang's house. The real purpose is to wait for follow-up arrangements at Fengxue Restaurant on your way home..."
"There are seniors in the sect waiting here."
"I wonder if you have any specific requirements?"
Fengxue Xiaosi belongs to Wangyue Mountain. It is a dangerous peak and a water-milled mountain stream. It is hidden in the deep mountains and swamps and is rarely visited by people.
"When the time comes, just give this thing to the elders of the sect, and keep it safe."
Bai Zizhen threw a white bag towards Ye Yang, tied with a red rope, nothing could be seen.
"Although the environment of Wangyue Mountain is bitter and cold, there is a well-known casual cultivator called 'Shaoyang Sword' Wang Sandao."
"Although this person is a solitary traveler, he has reached the stage of refining the evil spirit and condensing the pure light. He will soon break through to the seventh level of martial arts."
"Is it possible that the sect wants to recruit this person?"
When Ye Yang heard what Bai Zizhen said, he knew that Feitian Sect wanted to recruit this casual cultivator and asked him to travel to deliver things on his behalf. He guessed that it would be inconvenient for the sect's senior officials to take action.
"You are indeed smart, that's what the sect means. Do it well, and after you complete the task, there will be extraordinary rewards waiting for you!"
After finishing speaking, Bai Zizhen smiled mysteriously: "You will definitely be satisfied!"
Ye Yang looked back and saw that Bai Zizhen's figure was still missing in the distance. In the snowflakes all over the sky, he could only vaguely see a figure walking away with plum blossoms.
Master Bai's full name is Bai Zizhen. He is one of the "Three Elders and Four Vajras" of the Feitian Sect. His practice has reached the sixth level of martial arts, and his name is "Zhuifeng".
Although he has a lame leg, he is known as "Treading Plum Blossoms at Night". He is born as a flying deer and is extremely fast, so he is also called King Kong who steps on plum blossoms at night.
A few years ago, Feitianmen was attacked by a sniper. Bai Zizhen ran out at night, chasing the bright moon with a ray of green light, and walked away with red plum blossoms under his feet.
As a result, before the red plums fell to the ground, the man had already left the gate of the sect, leaving behind a plum fragrance all over his body and a great reputation.
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One day, there was a snowstorm and gloomy clouds. After sending Bai Zizhen away, Ye Yang pushed open the wooden door.
A crunch.
Some snowflakes fell on the lintel. He dusted the snowflakes off his collar and walked to a thick old persimmon tree.
This old persimmon tree has black bark, mottled and cracked, like the skin of an old dragon.
Only a few red persimmons are still hanging on the top. I forgot to pick them in autumn, so they were left until winter.
After experiencing white frost, wind, snow, hail and cold rain, it became even more blood-red, making it particularly eye-catching among the white snow.
Ye Yang raised his hand and shook, the snowflakes in the courtyard dispersed, revealing a thick layer of stone slabs.
He carried the stone slab away, and a bluestone dry well appeared next to the tree, and a fresh and refreshing smell rushed into his mind.
Spiritual energy surged around him. Breathing in the fresh spiritual energy, Ye Yang felt the vitality vibrating in his body. For a moment, he couldn't help but relax a little.
This spiritual well stands on the fulcrum of Feitianmen's scattered spiritual veins.
Over the years, Ye Yang's practice has also been thanks to the help of this spiritual well.
His father, Ye Hu, was also a high-ranking member of the Feitian Sect. At his peak, he was the leader of the Feitian Sect's Dharma Protector Hall.
In charge of the rewards, appointments, removals, transfers, promotions and pensions of more than two dozen martial arts protectors.
It's a pity that he was killed while guarding Taohuawu a few years ago.
A few years ago, in order to avoid attracting attention and causing unnecessary trouble, Ye Yang used thick-cut bluestone slabs to cover the spiritual well to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out.
Ye Yang sat cross-legged by the well and started practicing diligently. As soon as he moved, there was a dim blue light coming from all around.
The wind and snow were falling, and after an unknown amount of time, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes.
Only then did I realize that it was almost dusk.
"Finally a breakthrough! The seventh level of ventilation has been reached."
Ye Yang looked inside his body, and after breaking through to the seventh level of ventilation, wisps of gas as thin as spider silk entangled, swam, and compressed in his internal organs and meridians throughout his body.
After a few breaths, these wisps of gas twisted each other into spiral energy, forming a series of tough gas.
"I hope to be able to awaken the advanced life in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, so that my practice will be easier in the future."
Over the years, he has practiced diligently and relied on his adult self-control to always be one step ahead of others.
But as he got to the back, he felt that his strength was insufficient. He knew that his qualifications were limited.
After sighing, Ye Yang's eyes immediately became firm again.
"The most taboo thing about spiritual practice is that one day will be exposed and ten days will be cold. Only by persisting every day and making progress every day is the right path."
He stood up gently and covered the bluestone again.
After a while, the sky cleared up, the snowflakes became smaller, and the night wind stopped.
It was just light snow mixed with rain and mist that wetted the windows made of blue and white paper.
Ye Yang was about to light the charcoal fire, but he never thought that at this moment there was a gentle knock on the door.
The sound was crisp. Although he felt strange, Ye Yang still got up and opened the wooden door.
Outside the door is a maid dressed in Tsing Yi, with a round face, white skin, two horns, and snowflakes falling all over her body.
"Holly, what's wrong?"
The maid heard Ye Yang's words and said hurriedly: "Master, Bai Jingang said that one of your relatives came to the sect and asked me to invite you?"
"What?"
Ye Yang was stunned, surprised and happy
"Are you here to cancel the engagement? Take me there quickly."
I don't know how many seniors who traveled through time rose all the way because of the broken engagement, and thus defeated the world, the earth, and the air.
Ye Yang had been miserable these years, and he had long felt that something was wrong. Today, when the maid reminded him, he realized where the problem was.
It turned out that there was a missing fiancée who was broken off.
"What are you talking about, young master? Miss Zhu was sent to the mountain gate recently, and she came to see you specially."
"And the Zhu family also gave pearls and white jade, I'm afraid they want you to take care of her in the future."
"What's more, no matter how poor our Feitian Sect is, it is still a sect, and the Zhu family is just a poor and low-end family. It's a blessing to be able to get close to us, so how dare they come to cancel the engagement."
Ye Yang coughed dryly, and then he remembered that his dead father did have an old friend, but later, his father died early, and the two sides didn't get to know each other again.
He devoted himself to cultivation and did not take this matter to heart, so he forgot about it.
Hearing that he was not here to cancel the engagement, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable and waved his hand.
"In that case, take me there."