Chapter 840 Visitors
Ye Chunyang read the contents of the sound transmission talisman, opened the cave and walked to the living room, where a disciple was waiting.
"Master uncle, have you come out of retreat? That distinguished guest has been waiting outside for a long time. Should I go and tell you that you have come out of retreat?"
Seeing Ye Chunyang coming, the disciple hurriedly bowed to greet him.
Ye Chunyang nodded lightly: "Let him in!"
The disciple bowed, said yes and stepped back.
Not long after, a hearty laugh came from outside the living room. An old man with white hair and brocade clothes appeared in sight and walked in with a smile on his face: "Haha! It's not easy to meet Fen Tian Daoyou after three years!"
"Fen Tian Daoyou is too kind. Since I came back, I have been practicing in retreat. I failed to meet you in time. I hope you will forgive me for my negligence." Ye Chunyang looked at the person who came and smiled.
This person was the Grand Elder Fen Tian Patriarch of Fen Tian Sword Sect. The previous sound transmission talisman was for him to ask his disciples to see.
"No, no, the guest should follow the host's wishes. How could you be rude to me? It's my fault for coming here without permission." Patriarch Fentian laughed loudly, his face flushed.
"You are too polite, Fentian. Hey, this fellow is..." Ye Chunyang waved his hand and was about to say something, but his eyes fell to another place.
At this time, there was an old man in green robe beside Patriarch Fentian. His hair was gray, but there were no wrinkles on his face. He looked like a young man in his twenties or thirties, but his aura was at the level of the middle stage of the Jindan. He just looked a little unfamiliar, and Ye Chunyang had never seen him before.
"Oh, look at my memory. I actually forgot to introduce you to me. This is the inner sect elder of the Taoist world, Master Tiancheng. He came with me to visit fellow Taoist Ye." Patriarch Fentian slapped his forehead, blamed himself, and quickly introduced to Ye Chunyang.
Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered slightly. It was a bit strange that someone from the Taoist world took the initiative to come to his door.
"I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Ye. Today I see that he is indeed extraordinary. I am here with Fentian Daoist. I hope I am not disturbing you." The green-robed old man laughed and bowed in a friendly manner.
"Fellow Daoist Tiancheng, you are welcome. I have just finished my training. You two have come all the way from the central part of Dongzhou. I am very welcome. Please take a seat!" Ye Chunyang waved his hand and ordered his disciples to serve spiritual tea.
Ancestor Fentian did not mean to be polite at all. He took a sip of the spiritual tea.
The tea was cool in the throat and had a sweet feeling. Then it was cut into the body, making the circulation of magic power smoother.
Patriarch Fentian was surprised and couldn't help but praise: "Daoyou, this tea is really good. I have been to many places, but I have never tasted such spiritual tea. I wonder how Daoyou Ye made it?"
Hearing Patriarch Fentian's praise, Master Tiancheng was very curious and took the spiritual tea to taste it. As expected, he found something different. He couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang in surprise.
Ye Chunyang smiled faintly and said: "I think you two have tasted it. This tea is made from the spiritual energy in the Arctic ice pool of my Feixian Sect, and then made with spiritual medicine. After taking it, it has some miraculous effects on warming the true essence."
"So that's it. It is said that Feixian Sect is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. The rumors are indeed true." Patriarch Fentian praised with a smile.
"I'm afraid that the two Daoists came here today not just to chat with Ye, right? What's the matter, you can just say it directly." Ye Chunyang smiled and didn't say anything polite to Patriarch Fentian. He went straight to the point and asked the purpose of the two.
Patriarch Fentian hesitated, put down the spiritual tea in his hand, and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Ye said so, I will just speak frankly. I wonder if you still remember the agreement we made three years ago at Fenglingque?"
"Of course I remember. At that time, Fentian Daoist had asked me to come to discuss swordsmanship. I didn't expect that three years have passed. It seems that Fentian Daoist came here today for this matter." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, and had expected what Fentian Daoist said.
"Yes, three years ago, when we resisted the Yan and Man tribes at Fenglingque, Fentian Daoist's sword tactics and magical powers really made me admire him very much. I wanted to visit Fentian Daoist early in the morning, but later the battle between the righteous and the evil was fierce, and my righteous path suffered heavy losses. After a few years of recuperation, I was able to come to visit you."
Patriarch Fentian sighed, but his face was solemn when he mentioned Ye Chunyang's performance in the battle of Fenglingque.
Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered, but his expression was normal. He said, "I have heard a little about the battle between the righteous and the evil. Later, I heard that the strength of the evil has greatly decreased. Now it has retreated to the depths of the Demon Sea and rarely goes out. I wonder if it is true?"
"Fellow Daoist Ye is well-informed. The four major sects of the Demon Sect have been in a state of disarray after the battle three years ago. Not only is the Demon Lord Tianxie missing, but the four people including Mo Luo have also been severely injured. They have long been a mess." As soon as Ye Chunyang finished speaking, another voice sounded beside him. It was the Master Tiancheng who spoke. When talking about the current situation of the Demon Sect, he couldn't help but smile a little bit of gloating.
Ye Chunyang nodded and smiled without saying anything.
If these two knew that the Demon Lord Tianxie was not missing, but died in their hands, I wonder what they would think?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I came here today to ask you for the method of the Great Thousand Sword Formation. I wonder if you can teach me?" After a while, Patriarch Fentian said solemnly, "To be honest with you, I have studied this sword formation before, but I have no way to practice multiple flying swords. I admire you for being able to do this."
"The technique of the Daqian Sword Formation was originally created by fellow Taoist. Speaking of it, Ye must thank fellow Taoist for being able to master this sword formation. If fellow Taoist wants to understand the sword formation, I have no power to refuse. I just need to practice Sword array and training multiple flying swords are not the same thing. This method is somewhat special and I cannot teach it to you." Ye Chunyang's brows gathered slightly after hearing Ancestor Fentian's words and he shook his head in embarrassment.
"this……"
Ancestor Fentian didn't expect Ye Chunyang to say this, he was slightly startled and hesitated.
"Leaving aside the method of cultivating multiple flying swords, I have a merciless request. I hope fellow Taoist disciples can agree to it." After a moment of silence, Patriarch Fentian spoke firmly.
"Fellow Taoist Fen Tian, if you have any requests, it doesn't matter. I will never refuse if I can do my best." Ye Chunyang agreed without much thought.
This Great Thousand Sword Formation was obtained from the hands of Patriarch Fentian. Although the opponent may not be sincere when adding this technique, Ye Chunyang naturally does not want to owe others favors due to his clear-cut character. If he can satisfy Patriarch Fentian through some other means, Zu’s request is actually a good thing.
Ancestor Fentian looked gloomy for a while, and said: "Since fellow Taoist has perfected the sword formation, let's compete with me. If fellow Taoist defeats me, I will never mention the matter of training multiple flying swords. But if you Taoist friend can't beat me, I have to tell you the training method truthfully. I wonder if you are willing to do it?"
Ye Chunyang was stunned.
The old guy still didn't give up, and actually challenged him verbally. The two sides had a duel. The old guy could understand his own sword formation at close range. If he won, he could get the training method of multiple flying swords. If he lost, If he gets the understanding of the sword formation, he will not suffer any loss no matter what.
"This request from fellow Taoist Fentian is a bit too much! Although Junior Brother Ye has great magical powers, he is still in the middle stage of pill formation, but you are a late-stage great monk who has been advanced for many years. In the end, it is Junior Brother Ye who suffers from such a bet!"
Just when Ye Chunyang felt dumbfounded, a slightly dissatisfied voice came from outside the living room. Hua Yun and Hong Ji walked side by side, looking at Patriarch Fentian with a big frown.
"Hehe, these two Taoist friends are wrong. I am not bullying others with my power, it is just a small request." Patriarch Fentian chuckled, looking like his treacherous plan was successful, and said: "What's more, Taoist friend Ye has profound merits. , everyone has witnessed the battle of Feng Lingque, how can it be compared to the average mid-stage pill formation, how can you two predict that he will definitely lose to me? "
"Even so, it is really unfair for your Excellency to make such a bet. In my opinion, Junior Brother Ye does not have to accept this battle." Hua Yun shook his head, but the following words were obviously directed at Ye Chunyang.
Before Ye Chunyang could speak, Ancestor Fentian became upset when he heard this. He raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Hua Yun, I'm just looking at you for being in your Feixian Sect at this time. Today, I'm Fellow Daoist Ye has no objections to the matter between you and me. When will it be your turn to cause trouble?"
Hua Yun's face darkened, and when he was about to say something, Ye Chunyang on the side stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Two senior brothers, there is no need to say more. This gambling battle with Chunyang will take place next." Ye Chunyang smiled slightly and looked calm.
"Fellow Daoist Ye is indeed a cheerful person. Don't say that I rely on my old age to sell myself off. You and I only need to make three moves. If you beat me within three moves, I won't mention the method of training flying swords anymore." Patriarch Fentian said. Said with a smile.
"In that case, fellow Taoist, please come!"
Ye Chunyang didn't say much, waved his hand and stood still.
Ancestor Fentian narrowed his eyes and released his breath bit by bit. Seeing this, everyone took a step back to make enough space for the two of them. Under the confrontation between the two sides, the coffee table seats in the hall shook in the wind.
After looking at each other for a moment, Patriarch Fentian's face suddenly turned cold. Without any warning, a layer of sword light lingered around him, as dazzling as the sun. Suddenly, the whole living room whined and a biting wind blew up. Fortunately, this place was Ye Chunyang had already set up a barrier, otherwise the old monster's aura alone could destroy a house.
Looking at the sword wheel flashing behind the opponent, Ye Chunyang was indifferent. At this moment, Fentian Patriarch shouted, and used the sword formula in his hand. The sword wheel surrounding him whizzed past, and dense rain of swords seemed to hit him. The heavy rain on the pear blossoms made bursts of harsh explosions.
Ye Chunyang's eyes were slightly cold, and the swords in the ruins cauldron were ready to move. Then he stamped his steps, his aura surged in an instant, and a sword intent soaring to the sky emerged spontaneously.
"Whoosh!" The sound of breaking wind could be heard endlessly, and dozens of bright sword rainbows burst out in an instant. The eyes of Master Tiancheng, Hua Yun and Hong Ji present were immediately attracted by this amazing momentum.