Chapter 567 The Endless Sea of Blood Rainbow Monster
"Interesting, this Ye Yang is so virtuous and capable, he can actually kill Zhan Hongyi."
The black-robed old man murmured to himself that he had seen the other party fighting Dao Xinghe in the Universiade Dynasty Kyoto many years ago.
With one sword, the world was in chaos, and the power of time flew away. Two swords cut off Dao Xinghe's sixty-year lifespan. (Somewhere before, it was written that three sword cuts have a lifespan of ninety years. This has been revised. The first sword was blocked by the Aoki Spear)
Much to his surprise.
And he also had a treasure of time in his hand, which he originally planned to give to this young man to form a good relationship.
But later I heard that the Feitian Sect and the Universiade Dynasty were getting more and more tense, so I gave up this thought.
Now in the circle of real people, hearing that man's name again and killing Zhan Hongyi forcefully made him think a lot more.
A trace of interest flashed in Venerable Mingshan's eyes.
"This Ye Yang may be worthy of my meeting."
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.
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Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past few days, the battle between Ye Yang and Zhan Hongyi has swept through the entire world of immortality like a violent storm.
The strength and methods he displayed shocked and awed everyone.
Regardless of those who originally regarded him as a junior, he was a strong person after the real person realm.
It was still a force that looked down upon him.
Everyone changed their views on him at this moment.
They originally thought that this young practitioner would dominate the martial arts realm and steal the limelight.
Just like most monks who have just entered the realm of real people, they will quickly settle down after just one glance.
After all, everything that matters in the realm of real people is very different from that in the realm of warriors.
As long as you can reach this point, regardless of talent, strength, or inheritance, you will be the best choice.
But I didn't expect that this person would be so powerful and come out on top again.
After breaking through to the realm of real people, within a few years, it once again caused a big sensation.
Ye Yang didn't pay attention to all the rumors from the outside world.
He himself continued to practice in seclusion during this period to improve his strength.
Secret Technique of Tianlong Dianfeng Gong
Progress: Getting Started
Current progress: 82%
Next level: Xiaocheng
[Description: The harmony of yin and yang, the heavenly dragon and the mysterious phoenix. This is an ancient and mysterious double cultivation method. Men are dragons and women are phoenixes. It is good for men but bad for women. After the men absorb the Yin Yuan of Xuanfeng, they can help the practitioners break through the realm barrier. ]
This technique is considered a special secret technique and is not classified as a treasure technique or a spiritual technique.
Since Ye Yang broke through to the realm of real people, he has learned by analogy, and many secret techniques have become much simpler in the process of practice.
This was the case with the Tianlong Dianfeng Kung Fu. I had only practiced it for a short time, and I just tried it with Zhu Mange for the first time.
It is already close to the Xiaocheng state.
He stood up and walked out of the small courtyard. There was a young man practicing Kung Fu in the courtyard. After seeing Ye Yang, he hurriedly walked over and asked.
"Father, you see my cultivation has improved again."
Ye Yang reached out and touched the young man's head, and found a silver sword in his hand. The silver light was extremely shining, and he asked.
"Where did the silver sword come from?"
Ye Fan replied: "Uncle Qingshan sent it."
After hearing this, Ye Yang pondered for a moment.
Nowadays, Yu Qingshan has matured a lot. His cultivation has just entered the middle stage of martial arts. He has been stationed outside. He must have just returned to the sect during this period.
Since Ye Fan was born, his qualifications were not very good. Ye Yang used many spiritual materials for him to cleanse his marrow and cut his bones, but he only had above-average qualifications.
Very similar to him before.
He took out the golden dew and handed it to Ye Fan.
"This bottle of golden dew can cleanse the marrow and cut bones. Take it and drink it."
Ye Fan took the golden dew with determination in his eyes. He knew that his cultivation qualifications were insufficient, so he worked harder.
"Although my qualifications are not good, I will work hard to practice, just like you, father, step by step, down-to-earth, to reach the realm of real people."
Ye Yang nodded when he heard this, but secretly sighed in his heart. Although Ye Fan had his help, he had many advantages over him when he first started practicing.
However, the fact that he has been able to practice to this point is due to his own diligence and hard work on the one hand, but there are also many uncontrollable factors on the other hand.
Without the aptitude to reach heaven, the path Ye Fan would take would definitely be much more difficult than others.
However, the path of a monk is inherently contrary to nature.
Ye Yang reached out and patted his shoulder
"The road to spiritual practice is bumpy and tortuous, and you don't get rewarded just by putting in the effort. There will be a long road ahead in life. My father only hopes that you can spend your life in peace."
Ye Fan shook his head firmly,
"I understand what you mean, father, but I don't want to end my life in an ordinary way."
"I want to become stronger, I want to become a person like you, I want to see the prosperity of the world, sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, and ask for immortality!"
Looking at Ye Fan's eyes full of fighting spirit, Ye Yang felt a surge of pride in his heart, as if he had seen himself many years ago, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.
Back then, I was so high-spirited and full of longing for the future.
"You choose your own path. But once you choose, you must keep going and don't give up halfway."
"Don't worry, father, I won't let you down."
Ye Fan nodded heavily, his eyes full of determination.
He held the golden dew tightly in his hand.
It felt like the golden dew seemed to be exuding a special aura all the time, helping his muscles and bones to reshape, while also tempering his meridians.
This kind of pain with a sense of relief made him want to scream, but also wanted to moan with some comfort.
He tried to use the magic power in his body, and felt an extremely powerful force surge out along the meridian pulses, as if his whole body had been reforged.
"This golden dew has such a strange effect. My father must have spent a lot of money to get it."
He thought to himself, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he felt heavy again.
After Ye Yang sent Ye Fan away, he arrived at a forbidden area on the edge of the cliff of Feitianmen.
At this moment, General Julu was chained on top of a cliff, with a ferocious look on his face and a look of pain on his face.
The shoulders were also tightly locked with pipa bones.
This was specially tied up by Ye Yang in order to prevent him from breaking free with his real-person cultivation level.
"I heard that you were born with a spirit tree in your mouth, but do you know where the rainbow spirit tree comes from?"
Ye Yang's voice echoed in the forbidden area on the edge of the cliff, carrying unquestionable majesty.
General Julu raised his head, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes, as if he was weighing something. After a moment, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.
"The Rainbow Spirit Wood is a rare thing in the world. It is extraordinary. Everyone in the world has rumored that I was born with the Rainbow Spirit Wood in my mouth. In fact, it was a rainbow monster that accidentally landed on my forehead that day."
Ye Yang, the rainbow monster, has heard about it. It is said that this thing is like a donkey and a dragon, as long as a line in the blue sky, and as wide as a fallen banana leaf. It only appears when the sky clears after the rain.
The one with bright colors is a male, named Hong; while the one with darker colors is a female, named Ni.
This object and the Rainbow Spirit Wood complement each other, or it is the Rainbow Spirit Wood that gave birth to this object.
‘This rainbow-changing spirit tree is necessary for the Tongtian Spirit Ship to improve its quality and transform into a rainbow for flight. No matter how precious and rare it is, it cannot be let go. ’
If the Rainbow Spirit Wood is obtained and the Heaven-Bearing Spirit Ship is successfully cast, the strength of the entire Feitian Sect will experience a huge improvement.
"Where is the rainbow monster?"
"The rainbow monster only grows in the deepest part of the 'Colorful Mountain'. It is surrounded by airtight fog and is difficult for ordinary people to approach."
Ye Yang frowned slightly and continued to ask, "General, please speak clearly."
General Julu sneered: "Do you really think I will tell you easily? However, I can show you a clear path, but in exchange, you must ensure my safety."
Ye Yang pondered for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.
General Julu then revealed.
"Colorful Mountain is hidden in the Yinxian Canyon on the west side of the Tongtian River. It is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. If there is no clear route, it is easy to get lost."
After listening to General Julu's description, Ye Yang knew that there were some untruths in what he said, but it was extremely difficult for a strong person in the real realm to search for the soul.
Now there is no way to verify whether what he said is true or false, so Ye Yang can only let him go for the time being and wait until he finds out the truth before dealing with him.
After leaving General Julu, Ye Yang finally had time to take stock of his harvest.
There were two storage bags in front of him, one from Zhan Hongyi, and the other from the man in black from the Haitian Chamber of Commerce.
After killing the two of them, Ye Yang obtained the most precious Blood Sword and wanted to give these two storage bags to Master Aoki and Master Xuanhe.
However, they both thought that Ye Yang was the one who played the main role in that battle. Both of them deserved the punishment and did not accept it.
Instead, he gave this thing to Ye Yang.
As a storage bag in the realm of real people, it is naturally extremely unusual.
Ye Yang opened it and saw a dazzling array of items inside, which dazzled him.
In Zhan Hongyi's storage bag, in addition to a large number of spiritual stones and elixirs, there is also a knife manual.
"The Blood Sea Boundless Knife."
This ancient jade slip caught his attention.
The densely packed words on the pages of this jade slip are like living creatures, seeming to be telling some profound secret.
Every word seems to be heavy and full of power.
Ye Yang calmed down and slowly opened the jade slip. He felt as thick as blood and cold to the touch, as if he could feel a ferocious aura coming out of his body.
The first line is written in small red letters.
"There is no limit to the sea of blood, and there is no regret when the sword is drawn."
"This sword technique is based on bravery and courage. The practitioner needs to cut off all emotions before he can reach the peak."
After finishing reading, Ye Yang was thoughtful.
This "Blood Sea Boundless Sword" is not only ferocious in its sword skills, but also has extremely demanding training conditions.
First of all, practitioners are required to be firm-minded and must practice hard in a bloody place, with swords as companions and blood as friends.
In general, this is also a killing knife, a killing knife.
And the grade is not low, it can be said that it already has the prototype of magical powers.
He took out the Blood True Sword and waved it gently in the air, only to see a blood-colored blade, menacing and unstoppable, like a tiger descending from a mountain.
With one slash, the space seemed to be split in half, a long crack appeared on the ground, and the air on both sides was still trembling.
Wherever the knife struck, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a whining sound.
The moonlight spread, the sword light intertwined with the moonlight, and every swing carried the force of thunder.
"Although this sword skill is powerful, it is not suitable for me to use. It is better to give it to the Sutra Pavilion for future generations."
After Ye Yang finished the test, he quickly made up his mind.
A person's energy is limited in his lifetime. He now has the Thirteen Swords of Time, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Controlling Secret, the Heavenly Peng Meridian Curse, the Elephant Demon Fist, and the Great Demon Peng Method to practice.
In addition, the water method of alchemy also takes a lot of time.
And the Scaled Demon Elephant and the Six-winged Blood Centipede also need to be cultivated, and there is really no extra energy.
It is better to be good at one thing than to be slack in everything. One Korea can eat all the world, and it is a well-deserved truth everywhere.
However, although he cannot practice this sword technique, he can also learn from it and absorb useful sword moves. After all, the stones of other mountains can be used to polish jade.
Letting go of Zhan Hongyi's storage bag, Ye Yang picked up the storage bag of the black-clothed man next to him.
In the black-clothed man's storage bag, there are several exquisite magic tools, each of which exudes a strong spiritual fluctuation, which is obviously not an ordinary item.
In addition, there are a large number of spiritual stones and spiritual medicines.
Ye Yang took out a magic weapon. This magic weapon was like a flying phoenix, shaped like a golden hairpin, with a pink peach blossom gem at the end and a white and shiny pearl inlaid in the middle.
There was also a sky-blue tassel at the bottom, which was exquisitely made.
He threw it lightly, and the golden hairpin drew a graceful arc in the air, and instantly turned into a huge flaming phoenix.
The feathers burned with blazing flames, illuminating the entire room like daylight.
The flaming phoenix circled in the air, making a deafening phoenix cry.