Chapter 175 The Mysterious Monk in the Hall of Transmission

Huo Bingshuang sheathed her sword and stood up, wiping the sweat from her forehead. The scent of sweat made Yang Zhen's heart pound, causing his blood to surge.

He looked at the corner and saw a dull young man holding a pot of grass and giggling. With a playful smile, he brought Huo Bingshuang a glass of cold water and deliberately started talking to her.

"Zhang Zhe doesn't know how to practice or speak. He just hugs a piece of grass and giggles. He doesn't know how he got into the Feitian Gate."

"It is said that he has a close relationship with the Zhang family, a subordinate of the Feitian Sect."

Zhang Zhe is stupid and honest. Even if others say that he heard it, he doesn't take it seriously. He just puts all his thoughts in the grass pot in his hand and giggles.

The two of them watched for a long time before they realized that he was deworming the pot of grass, and then burying the insect corpses in the roots to add nutrients to the grass.

The two of them didn't take it seriously, and Yang Zhen continued: "By the way, junior sister, do you know that according to Professor Han Bao, there will be a distinguished guest coming to teach tomorrow, do you know who it is?"

Huo Bingshuang shook her head: "We don't know about this yet."

Nowadays, Feitian Sect has many disciples, and this group of new disciples alone has more than 200 people. Later, Feitian Sect recruited a group of guest ministers with special skills. The children and direct disciples of these guest ministers were also trained in Feitian Sect.

Most of the disciples of the previous generation have left the cabinet and served as deacons or general managers in various places under the Feitian Sect.

However, there are also some people who still stay in the sect because their cultivation is not up to standard or their strength is not enough.

The total number of these people was three to four hundred.

Therefore, competition among Feitian Sect's disciples is also fierce.

Hearing that Huo Bingshuang didn't know, Yang Zhen's eyes showed a hint of pride, and he spoke in a rather showy manner: "I know that the one who will give the lecture tomorrow is most likely to be Protector Ye Yang, who is the master of swords and swords."

"What?"

Huo Bingshuang's heart moved slightly and she was shocked.

This Protector Ye is a famous figure in the Feitian Sect. His swordsmanship and swordsmanship skills are unparalleled.

And what she practices is swordsmanship, so she will have to ask for advice when the time comes.

She knew that the Yang Zhen in front of her was the son of a warrior-level protector of the sect, and he had a close relationship with several disciples in the sect.

His news must not be false.

The conversation between the two was loud. Yu Qingshan, who was practicing sword skills on the other side, paused slightly when he heard the word "Ye Yang" and accepted the two fine steel swords.

"They only know that my nominal cousin practices hard, but they don't know how much this person has paid for his goals."

"Sophisticated, mellow and sophisticated, this is what these people can imagine. If they only know how to practice hard, it may be difficult to break through to this level."

Yu Qingshan shook his head. He and Ye Yang were nominal cousins. Thinking of how Ye Yang came to borrow spiritual stones from the Yu family and was treated coldly by the Yu family, the older he became, the more he could understand how difficult it was for Ye Yang at that time.

In the Yu family before, he was a noble son with a distinguished status. No one dared to disobey him. He had all the resources for cultivation and was respected by everyone everywhere.

However, since Yu Hu was put under house arrest by the sect and his family was sealed off, the supply of training resources has been dwindling. Only with the support of Ye Mu, he has learned how difficult it is to be a human being.

Putting away his sword, Yu Qingshan took out a precious elixir from the secret compartment of his backpack, and then drank it with warm water.

Lying on the bed, while refining the power of the elixir, he stared at the bright moon outside the window and refused to fall asleep for a long time.

I actually felt a little homesick.

There is not enough spiritual energy in the Tongfang where this disciple lives. If he wants to practice quickly, he must take pills.

For most disciples, it is a huge sacrifice.

"If not, I'll go to my cousin tomorrow and borrow some more spiritual stones. My mother has been working hard for a long time, so we can't let her worry."

With this thought in mind, he slowly fell asleep under the moonlight in front of the window.

the next day.

Evening drums and morning bells rang, and the sound was thunderous.

The early morning sun shone in the sect's main hall. A group of disciples had already prepared in advance and were waiting patiently in the sect's main hall.

I heard that a distinguished guest was coming to teach today, so the disciples got up early to get ready, washed up, and waited for the distinguished guest to arrive.

…

Since entering the warrior realm, Ye Yang has not been to the sect's training hall for a long time.

When he walked in, he saw that the main hall had been expanded a lot. The palace was brilliant, the green bricks were solid, and it was much more spacious than before.

As soon as Ye Yang came over, Han Bao and his wife came to greet him, and then said: "Guardian Ye, your coming here today really makes the Chuanxi Hall shine. My husband and I came here specially to wait for you."

Ye Yang shook his head: "The Xian couple are also well-known figures among the disciples, so why should they be so polite."

Han Bao shook his head: "As for other people, we can ignore each other, but Protector Ye is both the guide for me and my wife, and a meritorious minister of the sect. I and my wife should wait in advance to welcome them. "

A few people then exchanged a few words, and soon another voice came.

"I heard that Protector Ye is coming, and I came here to ask for help. Is it okay?"

Ye Yang looked up and discovered that it was Xiao Sheng. Xiao Sheng was a second-level Talisman Master. After being introduced to the sect, he also started teaching disciples in the Hall of Transmission.

It's just that he still has to make talismans and practice Qi on weekdays, and is busy with things. Although he is famous, it is rare to see him.

Seeing this person coming, Ye Yang raised his fists and praised him: "I would also like to ask fellow Daoist Xiao for more advice."

After a while, another old man came over. When he saw Ye Yang, he hurriedly greeted him, and Ye Yang grabbed his hand.

"Old Protector Yang, why are you like this?"

This person was Yang Xing who went to capture Yu Hu when he and Ye Yang traveled together before.

Yang Xing has been in the martial arts realm for many years. Although he is old, he has reached the third level of martial arts cultivation.

"Guardian Ye, the two of us went to capture Yu Hu. We didn't expect something like this to happen. I heard that Guardian Ye was seriously injured, which really makes me feel guilty."

Ye Yang shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with Protector Chen. Don't think too much about it. Although the meridians are completely cut off this time and I can't make any progress, it also made me realize a lot of truths. It's not necessarily a blessing or a curse."

When he said this, Yang Xing sighed secretly: "Heaven is jealous of Yingcai."

Seeing this, Ye Yang suppressed a little doubt in his heart.

He had suspected that someone had leaked information about him several times before, which led to attacks and killings.

I had also suspected Yang Xing, but at present, it seems that the other party did not know about it. Of course, it is also possible that the other party was too good at acting and hid it from him.

…

The interior of the Xiuxi Palace.

Hundreds of disciples saw that today's lectures had not yet arrived, and they couldn't help but have a discussion.

A disciple's voice came out and said mysteriously: "I discovered something very magical. Do you want to know?"

"What's going on? Lou Yu, tell me quickly."

"That's right, the beard is so mysterious in front of me and other fellow apprentices!"

The young man said, "You don't know that just now, instructor Han Bao and his wife were standing at the door waiting for someone. The most important thing is that the cold-faced fox Xiao Sheng also appeared."

"Also, Protector Yang Xing, who is rarely seen before, actually stood at the door to greet us. Who is so proud that he allowed these deacons and protectors, who are usually rare to see, to show up and mobilize such a force?"

A group of people were slightly surprised. The group of protectors were all noble people.

Many of them are strong warriors, and the most important thing is that the people who greet them include old-school guardians from the sect, as well as newly recruited casual cultivators from guest ministers.

Who is it? It deserves such a solemn welcome, covering both the old and the new.

It is indeed too abnormal.

A disciple next to the window said: "It's too far away so I can't see clearly, but he is wearing green clothes and has a tall and straight figure."

"If you don't see anything, stop talking nonsense."

"The clothes are simple. He is not a gorgeous person. I think he is an ascetic."

Some disciples also speculated.

Yu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, as if he had thought of something, and he waited quietly, holding a piece of papyrus in his hand and carefully practicing drawing the talisman.

Beside him, a young man stood up and walked outside.

"Senior Brother Guo, where are you going?"

The monk who was called Senior Brother Guo stood up and wanted to go out. A disciple next to him noticed something strange about him.

The man smiled and then said: "It's okay, I don't feel well and I want to go out."

Soon he arrived in the courtyard, carefully observed the group of people outside, and then called over a servant boy, and then said: "Boy, which Dharma Protector is standing outside? Why hasn't he come in for so long?" "

The sweeping servant swept a pile of fallen leaves into the corner, turned around, and leaned on the broom: "It seems to be the guardian of Yangye with two swords."

The young man frowned slightly, and then said: "Didn't it mean that Protector Ye's meridians have been cut off and his behavior can't be improved? Do you want to come to the training hall to take care of your old age?"

He continued: "How can he, a monk with a broken meridians, make these deacons and guardians wait to greet them several hours in advance?"

The boy who was sweeping the house threw the broom away, and then said: "What do you know, little disciple? How can you say this nonsense? Protector Ye, you are such a heroic figure, how can you allow you to talk nonsense?"

"If he hadn't lured away the monks from the warrior realm when he was in the ventilation realm, I'm afraid the Feitian Sect would have been breached from the inside, and you wouldn't have had the pleasure of waiting."

Hearing what the Sasou boy said, the man coughed dryly, turned his eyes and apologized quickly.

"Don't blame me, boy. It was my words that made me confused."

The boy then gave up and picked up the broom again and began to sweep up the fallen leaves.

"Even though Protector Ye is seriously injured now, you and others are not able to doubt him at will."

He snorted coldly and was not polite to this disciple at all, contradicting him face to face.

…

After greeting several deacons and protectors, Ye Yang walked into the hall alone.

These disciples all looked at him curiously

Ye Yang groaned, and then said: "I am here today at the invitation of all the teachers. I just want to tell you how to use the sword."

All the disciples in the field knew that he was famous for his swordsmanship, so they were not surprised.

Swords and weapons account for most of the low-level monks in the world of immortality, and the number of followers is extremely large.

So after hearing him talk about swords and weapons, all the disciples quickly held their breath and waited patiently.