Chapter 163: Sword Challenges to Sects 365 Times without a Single Defeat

"Master Gu, my lord is scheduled to come tomorrow, please welcome him in advance."

In the Feitian Gate, there is a magnificent and simple hall, in which two people are sitting.

The withered and thin one is Gu Xuan, and in front of Gu Xuan is the beautiful girl in purple gauze.

Although she only had the early level of warrior cultivation, she was not timid in the face of Gu Xuan, who had already reached the perfect state.

On the contrary, he gave orders casually and a little arrogantly.

There was a cold look in Gu Xuan's eyes. He was old and close to the limit of the martial arts realm. In addition, after breaking through to the martial arts realm, he was already a strong man in the surrounding area. No one dared to show him such a look.

But this young and beautiful woman gave him such an order, which was quite disrespectful to him.

If he hadn't been concerned about the real strong person behind him, he would have exploded long ago.

After a pause, Gu Xuan did not give a reply immediately, but gently sipped the tea in the cup, and then said: "Since a senior in the real world is here, Gu Xuan should personally greet him."

While speaking, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Zisha Meiji nodded: "That's the best. By the way, I heard that there is a good player in your sect named Swordsman Shuangjue Ye Yang. He has good strength. Our young master once specially named him and gave him a chance to see him."

Gu Xuan frowned, and Zisha Meiji saw this and said: "Why, but you don't want to? I don't know how many geniuses want to see my young master, but they can't do it. This is a great opportunity, he can Don’t miss it.”

"Fairy, calm down, it's just that Ye Yang..."

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Spring March.

Feitianmen.

Gu Xuan, wearing a ceremonial crown and a crimson blue head robe, stood at the door with the senior officials of Feitian Sect and waited quietly.

After a while, a giant ship flew down from the dusk clouds in the distance.

The giant ship covered the sky, like a giant beast, flying down from the sky and landing on a mountaintop.

Then a huge man wearing golden armor and bright light armor stepped out of the boat.

His face was like copper, and he had a long beard under his forehead. He was quite powerful. He glanced around and saw that under the blazing sun, everyone in the Feitian Sect had been waiting for a long time, but he did not show any arrogance.

Instead, he said rather kindly: "Fellow Taoist Ancients, there is no need to be so solemn. Let everyone disperse."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome and handsome young man emerged from behind him. He was wearing a white robe, his hair was tied with a white jade hairpin, and he was holding an extremely ordinary, extremely ordinary long sword in his hand.

It's so ordinary that it doesn't have any special features at all.

The two walked side by side, and a group of people couldn't help but look at each other. Who is this young man, and he dares to stand side by side with this powerful real person.

…

The quaint main hall is filled with curling clouds and mist.

Gu Xuan sat face to face with the mysterious purple-faced real person.

Gu Xuan hurriedly asked for advice. It was difficult to find a strong person in the real person realm in the surrounding area. It was rare to meet a strong person in the real person realm who was willing to talk.

Naturally, he had a senior on his left and a senior on his right, and he asked all the confusion about breaking through the realm of real people one by one.

The purple-faced master stroked his beard gently, his face was kind, and he did not act like a master. When he encountered the questions asked by Gu Xuan, he also gave him a few tips. After a conversation, Gu Xuan gained a lot.

Feitian Sect has always had very few strong people in the real realm, and only the first ancestor is the real person who is Jiedan.

Although there is a corresponding understanding of breakthrough realm passed down, after all, it is just a family talk.

Now after asking for advice from the other party, he feels that he has benefited a lot from the many experiences of breaking through to the realm of real people.

The purple-faced master was also quite satisfied with Gu Xuan's learning attitude, but the person in front of him was old, seriously injured, and had a broken arm. The possibility of making a breakthrough was slim.

"Having such a Taoist heart is naturally a blessing for monks like us, but we should also take care of our funeral arrangements and not have any obsessions."

After the two of them finished talking, the purple-faced master took a sip of tea, said a sentence slowly, and then said no more.

As a person gets older, his meridians become fragile and his flesh and blood lose their vitality. This is the natural law of the natural cycle of the human body.

The older you get, the less likely you are to make a breakthrough.

Gu Xuan naturally heard what he meant, but still thanked him.

After all, he has reached the life limit of the warrior realm. After practicing for a lifetime, even if he is shattered to pieces, he will try to break through the threshold of the real person realm at the end of his life and see more beautiful scenery.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I am very grateful to you."

"Senior, I heard that you came to Feitianmen this time for a sword fight?"

The purple-faced man nodded and said: "Yes, my young master has traveled all over the world and has reached the critical moment of condensing the sword's heart. Along the way, every time he visits a sect, he has chosen monks under the age of sixty to compete with each other. So far, it has been He defeated 365 sects and fought against 432 people without losing a single one!"

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Gu Xuan couldn't help but take a breath. The first thing he was surprised was that the other party's cultivation at the level of a real person was actually calling a young man the title of Young Master.

What is that person's background?

What was surprising in the end was that the young master actually defeated 365 sects without losing a single one. He must have a very high level of swordsmanship.

"Senior, what do you mean..."

The purple-faced master nodded slightly and said: "My young master loves swordsmanship and is extremely talented. Only when he is passionate about swords can he be passionate about practice. We heard that there is a man in your sect named Ye Yang, who is known as "Sword Master". It’s not vulgar.”

"Although his cultivation may be a little low, he can just be used as a whetstone for my young master. If he can fight a few moves and learn a few, it will be his blessing."

Gu Xuan frowned slightly. The words of the Purple Faced Immortal were quite impolite. He said: "Immortal, it's not that the sect is unwilling, but that Ye Yang was harmed by thieves during this period of time. His meridians have been broken and he can't take action."

He knew that the other party wanted to use Ye Yang as a whetstone to hone his sword heart.

But it's not so easy to be a whetstone. It's easy to be hurt by the sword and knife, so he politely refused.

The Purple Faced Immortal frowned slightly. Although he didn't show any emotion, the strong man in the Immortal Realm was so terrifying. Just a moment of frowning, the surroundings became white and the temperature dropped by more than one time.

Gu Xuan said quickly: "There is another swordsman in my sect. The third elder Ge Canhong has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years and can fight."

Zimian Zhenren frowned slightly: "You are talking about the old cultivator holding the black sword. I have seen him. He is indeed a swordsman genius, but he did not learn the sword art when he was young, so his practice progress was delayed."

"Although he has condensed his sword heart, he is old after all. His sword heart is vicissitudes and old. It is difficult for him to be as brave and straight as a young cultivator. It is inconsistent with the sword heart of my young master."

"In addition, he has reached the seventh level of the warrior's condensed and clear realm. The realm is too high. It is difficult to sharpen the sword heart when fighting with my young master."

Gu Xuan said: "This is not difficult. Just let him suppress the realm."

Zimian Zhenren nodded: "This is a good suggestion. If you can gain something, we will definitely have treasures to send."

...

Ye Yang was practicing hard in the courtyard. During this period, a major change happened in Feitianmen. A powerful person in the realm of Zhenren came to visit, and many guardians and disciples went out to join in the fun.

Ye Yang is not a person who likes to join in the fun. After finishing his practice in the Shouzhu Pavilion, he called out the scaly demon elephant and took out a few spirit stones and threw them into the demon elephant's mouth.

The demon elephant stuck out its tongue, licked its lips, felt the rich spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone, opened its mouth, and crushed the spirit stone with its fangs, looking excited.

The Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle had already recovered after using the plasma boiled from the Purple Lightning Silver Peach Tree.

At this time, it was paddling its limbs in the air, with a faint blue-purple electric light flashing on its body, crackling, quite extraordinary.

After exhaling in one breath, white air rolled behind Ye Yang, and the air flow was like an arrow, and the branches around the bursting trembled. The whole world was cracked like thunder because of his breathing.

At this time, Ye Yang opened his eyes, revealing golden-red pupils in his eyes, and two sword lights shot out from his eyes, with a cold light.

The setting sun shines, and the evening clouds of the entire Feitian Gate roll and unroll, covering the old persimmon tree in the yard with a layer of sunset glow.

Winter has passed, and the Waking of Insects is coming.

Tiny insects have begun to appear in the yard. Ye Yang holds a wooden sword in his hand. Every time he draws the sword, a sesame-sized insect falls to the ground a few meters away.

This is the sword practice of piercing lice in a hundred steps and piercing flies on the wall. Within a hundred meters, lice fall and the wind does not move, and flies die and the wall does not bleed.

It is one of the several platform stages of sword practice from the differentiation of sword light to the practice of sword into silk.

On this day, Ye Yang received a notice from the head of the sect, Gu Xuan, saying that he was asked to leave the sect temporarily and go to the market of Feitian Gate to observe the progress of practice in the market.

Ye Yang was quite surprised, after all, the construction of the market was not within his scope of responsibility.

However, he simply packed his luggage and left Feitian Gate with the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle.

His destination this time was the Tao'an Market newly opened by Feitian Gate and Fengyu Tower.

Tao'an Market was the address that Feitianmen and Fengyulou decided on after several discussions. It is located next to Feitianmen Taohuawu, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and on the bank of Niumo River, with beautiful mountains and rivers.

The surrounding environment is beautiful all the way. It is early spring now. When passing by Taohuawu, from the sky, the mountains and plains are full of pink peach blossoms, stretching for dozens of miles, and the wind blows, and the peach petals fly everywhere.

This place was once changed to Poison Vein by Wudumen. After a few years, it was remodeled by Feitianmen and restored to its former glory.

Now there are ten miles of peach blossoms, and beautiful peaches and fruits are everywhere.

Ye Yang drove the flying turtle to come down in front of Taohuawu, and immediately a guarding monk came out.

He was short and fat, wearing a green shirt, a melon hat on his head, and holding two broad swords in his hands. Although he looked clumsy, he was actually quite agile. He put away the sword, clasped his fists and spoke loudly to Ye Yang.

"Who is in front? This is the territory of Feitianmen. If you are not invited, please leave immediately."