Chapter 48 Eighth layer of ventilation!
Spiritual stones, elixirs, high-level disciples.
Everyone wants these three things, but not everyone lacks them.
Even if necessary, they will weigh the gains and losses and will not waste their lives in vain.
There was silence in the hall, and many people were thinking.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
soon.
Three or four disciples expressed their willingness to follow the sect's arrangements and go to the Five Poison Sect poison testing conference to work as undercover agents.
Then there were five and six.
Since there seemed to be a formation covering the hall, the specific appearance of these people could not be seen clearly, and even their voices seemed to have been changed.
He had already expected that everyone's identity would be carefully concealed.
After all, no one knows whether the person on the mission will rebel and betray others.
There were about a dozen people in the hall, and finally about half of them agreed to stay and talk privately.
The rest of the people were led out of the house.
The spring in the mountains is too short. After the flowers bloom one after another, within a few days, the flowers of various colors begin to decline one after another.
At the end of April, the branches and leaves were luxuriant, and the air was slightly warmer. The occasional chirping of cicadas at night gave the air a bit of dryness.
On this day, Ye Yang sat cross-legged under the old persimmon tree.
As the breath around his body opened and closed, his muscles and bones roared together, and loud shouts of strength suddenly came from his body.
Goo! Goo! Goo!
Exhaling a breath of white air, a cooing sound that sounded like a cow or a toad came from Ye Yang's body. The white breath came out of his nose and flew more than a foot away.
He stood up, and a tortoise, the size of an adult's hand and completely black, crawled out of the beach and walked in front of him.
Looking at him curiously, he seemed to be wondering why this toad looked a little different.
During this period of time, this tortoise, which is common in the mountains, has grown in size, its body is shining with black light, and it is extremely well-educated.
Ye Yang collected the essence of wild flowers from the mountains and fed most of it to the tortoise. In just a few days, the tortoise's injuries had healed.
It’s just that the broken right limb is unsustainable.
Ye Yang tried several times, but couldn't make the broken limb grow back. He had to use a knife to cut a wooden limb and put it on the tortoise. The effect was surprisingly good.
Ye Yang was lying on the seat with the boiling and bubbling scented tea beside him.
The tortoise was crawling around beside him, and fallen leaves were flying in the breeze.
"People say that if you mind your own business and speak less, you will become a god if you have nothing on your mind. This sentence is absolutely true."
Ye Yang opened the tea cup and poured a cup of scented tea. He watched the red, yellow, blue and white camellia flowers flying back and forth in the pot, and couldn't help but think to himself.
Practice swordsmanship when you are busy and drink tea when you are busy. This is the meaning of practice.
"It's just that today's mission has not been completed yet."
After drinking a cup of tea, Ye Yang let the tea flow from his mouth. He wiped it casually, stood up, and picked up the ghost-headed seven-ring knife next to the recliner.
The tortoise seemed to know that he was about to make another move. He immediately twisted his body, waggled his tail, and jumped into the pool.
The back of the ghost-headed seven-ring sword is thick. When he rises and falls, the sword rings collide, like inscriptions on jade, like the collision of gold and stone.
During this period of time, Ye Yang's practice of Xiang Mo Fist has been deepening, and his strength has greatly increased. This ghost-headed seven-ring sword was still a bit difficult to use.
Now that I'm using it, it's just right.
Suddenly, Ye Yang's muscles all over his body swelled, and then the roar of Zhu Toad came from his side, and the shadow of the toad appeared behind him.
There was a roar all over his body, Ye Yang felt a trickle of water passing through his body, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.
I just felt that the aura around me suddenly rose to a new level.
"We finally broke through the eighth level of ventilation."
He checks the panel
Fu Gu Qi: Dacheng
Progress: 100%.
Next state: Grandmaster state
[Perseverance, perform twelve rounds of exercise every day, and it will be completed in 0 days. ]
Then there was a tangled change, and a piece of information reappeared in Ye Yang's eyes.
莾牯气
Realm: Grandmaster Realm
Progress: 1%.
Next level: None
[Perseverance, perform twelve rounds of exercise every day, and persist for two years. ]
As soon as Fu Guqi broke through to Dacheng, an indescribable aura suddenly came out of Ye Yang's body.
There was a rush of atmosphere, a dark and yellow color, and the aura in his body actually solidified for more than a minute, exuding a rich green and black mysterious light. Ye Yang knew that he had broken through to the eighth level of ventilation.
He exhaled and felt that the rolling mana in his body was more than one level stronger than when he was at the seventh level of ventilation.
And after Mang Guqi entered the master state, it also showed that he had practiced this skill to a rather advanced level.
"The most important thing now is to break through to the warrior realm."
Ye Yang's eyes narrowed, and he saw that those in the warrior realm have a lifespan of more than 200 years. They can swallow clouds and spit mist, run at low altitudes, and even use magical weapons to open mountains and divide water.
He can already be regarded as a true immortal.
The Sword Demon Ape's destiny brings him the bonus of sword talent. Ye Yang pondered for a while, this destiny is special, and the power of the Sword Demon Ape is naturally extraordinary.
"Next, it is urgent to practice swordsmanship."
Ye Yang murmured to himself, flipped his wrist, and a foot-long stone sculpture appeared in his palm. It had a withered face and a sword on its back. The sword was like a crescent moon and the sword was like a black blade. It was the "Sword Monk" who was also a member of the "Sword Sword Monk".
During this period of time, under the nourishment of hundreds of spiritual stones, the Sword Demon Ape became more and more agile.
And the corresponding feedback he received was more and more, especially the swordsmanship. In a short period of time, he was able to enter the palace.
He picked up an ordinary green bamboo sword with his left hand. This sword was cut from green bamboo, and Ye Yang only used it for practice on weekdays.
Swordsmanship is easy to learn and difficult to master, but it is the weapon of a gentleman.
Sword Immortals are rare and have extremely strong attack power.
The differentiation of sword light is the foundation, and later there are realms such as practicing swordsmanship into silk, sword heart being clear, and sword energy thundering sounds.
He is just a beginner at this time and is not looking for sword moves to learn, but concentrates on practicing basic skills.
Stab, swing, chop, chop, tease.
Ye Yang quickly drew out his sword with his left hand and stabbed the fallen leaves in front of him. One or two leaves were fine, but seven or eight leaves were already very difficult to hit.
Since he awakened from the Sword Demon Ape, his left arm is full of strength and flexible.
once
twice
three times
Gradually, Ye Yang's hand speed became faster and faster, and holes were poked out in the fallen leaves in front of him.
The sword light in his hand was faintly about to break apart.
…
"So, the Official Affairs Hall wants to recruit disciples?"
Opposite Ye Yang, there was a person dressed in blue single clothes with a slight limp on his left leg. It was Bai Zizhen.
After finishing practicing the left-hand sword technique, Bai Zizhen broke into Ye Yang's yard.
Letting the natural scent of scented tea flow into his nostrils, Bai Zizhen didn't respond and changed his subject.
"It's made from wild flowers. I picked it myself, kneaded it, and dried it. If Uncle Bai likes it, I'll give you two kilograms."
"Then soak it for me later."
"Uncle Bai, when did you say that the official recruitment was going to happen?"
There was no room for Ye Yang not to be surprised.
The Lishi Hall has been the first hall of the Feitian Sect since ancient times, simply because he controls the distribution of spiritual stones, salary promotions, and the authority to practice exercises for all practitioners in the sect.
There are not many disciples in the Feitian Sect, less than 200, and more than 20 protectors.
But in addition to the main sect, there are also a large number of deacons, powerful men, as well as two subordinate mines, spiritual fields and four major family members.
The total number of personnel is in the thousands.
Therefore, the role of the official affairs hall is crucial.
Moreover, there is no need to fight outside, which is very suitable for Ye Yang's needs.
"The Official Affairs Hall is recruiting a lot of candidates this time. It is said that Wang Xijing and the top management of the Li family have all said hello."
There was a hint of hope on Ye Yang's face, he knew that the child who could cry would be fed milk.
No matter how mature and calm he is in his heart, he still has to act agitated in front of Bai Zizhen.
If he had a cold face, he could see through everything.
Bai Zi really said so much in vain.