Chapter 184 Cursing in Front of the Door, Old Man and New Talent

The man in front of him asked for a huge sum of money. Ye Yang couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this.

He only had one Wuyun Golden Pill in his hand, and there was no way he could give it to the man in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Yang was not fooled, he rubbed his hands and said, "You Feitian Sect are really lucky. I heard that you got a purple lightning silver peach tree. If you don't have Wuyun Golden Pill, one purple lightning silver peach will do."

Ye Yang changed the subject and didn't answer.

"Senior is well-informed, so you know where to find spiritual materials with properties like time."

"Time is colorless, invisible and tasteless, and the materials are even harder to find. I heard that there is a time magic stone in the overseas fairy mountain. It was refined by the energy of the sky after the stars fell from the sky. However, this thing is precious and rarely seen in the outside world."

"Overseas fairy mountain."

A trace of thought flashed across Ye's face, and he looked at Master Lu in front of him: "I wonder if the senior can tell me more details."

"Exchange for natural materials and treasures."

A smile appeared in his eyes: "The fairy island is shrouded in the aura of the nine heavens and blue clouds. It is extremely hidden and difficult to find. Without my guidance, it is difficult to find the trace."

This is a way, and it is also the only place where Ye Yang has obtained time-related spiritual materials.

However, seeing that Ye Yang had no intention of taking action, he hammered the iron block on the forging furnace with a giant hammer.

"Another stingy person, hurry up and work, don't delay the construction period."

After that, he pushed another piece of ore shining with crystal light to Ye Yang.

"Hit it well."

Ye Yang hammered down, but instead of hammering the giant iron into scales, it was almost knocked out of his hand by a huge rebound force.

"Boy, this time the Yuanshi is very difficult to hammer, so you should learn it well."

He deliberately made things difficult, and saw that the iron block was being hammered in Ye Yang's hands, but it was difficult to shape, and he was full of joy.

He deliberately chose a stone to teach Ye Yang a lesson.

Ye Yang hammered hard, trying to hammer the iron block into a feather-like object like dragon scales, but the progress was slow. Every time the giant hammer fell, there was a rebound force.

But after hammering for a long time, Ye Yang felt that the strength of his body was slowly improving during the hammering.

He couldn't help but show a touch of joy in his eyes. Although the progress was extremely slow, it was really effective.

A ray of light bloomed on him, and the sun shone on him as if the sun was hanging high in the sky.

And his strength was gradually increasing. The giant iron block in front of him slowly changed its shape as he hammered it again and again.

Seeing that Ye Yang was not stumped by the Huiyuan Stone, but stimulated his potential, Master Lu frowned.

Ye Yang was unaware of the external objects and hammered hard. The huge Huiyuan Stone in his hand had gradually taken shape, and then condensed into the outline of dragon scale feathers.

Master Lu came over.

"Not bad, work hard. In less than half a month, we can get what we need, and this mission can be completed earlier."

"I just realized that Feitianmen has a genius who practices both swords and knives, but you?"

Ye Yang was suddenly shocked. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat. The previous pursuit was enough. He didn't want to let himself be involved in the vortex.

"Well, not bad. If you can be a little stronger, you will definitely be on the Yalongling Hidden Dragon List."

"By the way, your Feitianmen has a disciple named Dugu Qiang, who seems to be ranked 38th on the Hidden Dragon List, nicknamed Tianmo Qiang."

The Yalongling Hidden Dragon List includes 365 disciples under the age of 60, all of whom are geniuses among geniuses.

Being on the list means that one's own cultivation potential and strength far exceed those of his peers.

Dugu Qiang is very powerful. As early as the competition for the Seven True Flying Gods, he was already far ahead of others and formed a sharp contrast.

Now, during his travels, he seems to have gained something else, so it is even more extraordinary. He can get the title of Heavenly Demon Lance and rank as high as 38th, which is not unexpected by Ye Yang.

Master Lu is very interested.

"Are you practicing the legendary Thirteen Swords of Time?"

Ye Yang remained silent and did not give a direct answer.

Master Lu then said: "The Thirteen Swords of Time are extraordinary and are a good spiritual art. No wonder you are looking for time-related spiritual materials."

Master Lu was impressed. He had seen it in ancient books.

The Thirteen Swords of Time were passed down from the legendary demon king Changsheng Lao, and occasionally appeared in the world.

Three hundred and fifty-six years ago, a powerful cultivator holding the sword of time, followed the destiny and walked to the vast Tongtian River.

One day, he slashed with a knife, and the knife light turned into thirteen knives in an instant, directly cutting off the Tongtian River. The knife light crossed the sky, penetrated more than three thousand miles, and cut a mountain into thirteen pieces.

Later, someone went to check, but found that the place where the knife was slashed had changed drastically, and the time had passed, and the land had withered.

Ye Yang did not answer Master Lu's question. He carefully tempered the Huiyuan Stone in his hand and turned a deaf ear to everything happening in the outside world.

…

Outside the gate of Feitianmen, the river was surging.

The river wind blew up the mountain, making the entire Feitianmen shrouded in white mist, and the fairy spirit became more and more ethereal.

A sloppy scholar carried a long sword on his back, with a thin body and a face like a withered ghost. He was out of breath before he took a few steps. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt and had black hair.

But there was always an indelible sadness between his eyebrows.

He saw the big words "Feitianmen" on the mountain gate, and then looked at the many disciples who were guarding the area, and shouted loudly.

"That sword master Ye Yang is from your Feitianmen. Tell him quickly and ask him to come out to greet him. This means that I, the sick scholar Zhu Xingyu, am not convinced."

"I am also on the Hidden Dragon List of Yalongling. I don't believe that Ye Yang is stronger than me and can withstand Luo Changsheng's sword."

Hearing this, the disciples were greatly surprised.

The man in front of them looked like a hungry ghost and was thin. He was actually a talented person on the Hidden Dragon List.

It should be noted that the handsome heroes on the Hidden Dragon List are mostly from aristocratic families. Although there are occasional casual cultivators, they are still a minority among the minority.

And the mysterious sword tester Luo Changsheng, all the way here, challenged 365 sects without a single defeat, can be said to be a dragon among men.

The most important thing is that the opponent is too powerful, and only picks masters. The 18th, 46th, and 123rd sword masters on the Hidden Dragon List were all defeated by him.

Although this sick scholar Zhu Xingyu did not fight with Luo Changsheng, he heard that Luo Changsheng had a battle with a sword master before he left for the Western Regions, and he praised him.

He came from afar to rectify his reputation.

With a smile on his lips, he ignored everyone and just lay outside Feitian Gate with his sword as a bed.

He came from Purgatory Palace, which was very important. It was close to the Blood Demon Sect for many years and practiced with the spirit of hell and death. The sect was not weak.

And this person's identity was even more mysterious. It had only been more than ten years since he broke through to the realm of warriors.

However, his identity was unknown in Purgatory Palace, and even the practice method was not clear to everyone. They only knew that he practiced the spirit of sick and dead evil demons, was thin, and loved reading. He was called a sick scholar.

Zhu Xingyu challenged Feitian Gate and almost ignored Feitian Gate.

He came in the name of a fellow practitioner. If Feitian Gate forcibly killed him regardless of the sect's morality, it would inevitably annoy the Purgatory Palace behind him.

...

On the other side, after hammering the Huiyuan Stone,

Ye Yang was practicing the Thirteen Swords of Time in the courtyard.

A knife slashed out, the knife light was sharp, and the light and shadows were mottled.

Ye Yang heard a message from Xiu Ya

"Zhu Xingyu, the sick scholar ranked 268th on the Hidden Dragon List, is challenging me outside the door!"

Ye Yang thought carefully about this name. Zhu Xingyu is very powerful and is ranked on the Hidden Dragon List. He is well-known in the martial arts realm.

But he is not active in this generation, and many people have not heard of him. Today, he suddenly came to Feitianmen to challenge, and he must have come with something to rely on.

The sound of thunder in the void, Ye Yang has not made any move, and he heard a roar outside the sect.

"Ye Yang, who is both a master of swords and knives, come and fight me if you have the courage. Today's battle will definitely make you come and go."

Thunder suddenly sounded.

Zhu Xingyu seemed to have practiced a peerless secret method, and his voice was as loud as thunder.

But Ye Yang did not pay attention to his shouting and scolding.

Ye Yang explained a few words to Xiu Ya, and Xiu Ya hurried out of the courtyard with Ye Yang's instructions.

The shouting was too loud, and many high-ranking warriors in the sect frowned slightly.

This person seemed a little too arrogant. When dealing with the same sect, one should not be so aggressive.

Even if the other party has a strong background, shouting like this means that he does not take Feitian Sect seriously.

…

Outside the sect.

Xiu Ya found a sect guardian disciple and gave him a few instructions. Immediately, a disciple came out and clasped his fists to Zhu Xingyu.

“Fellow sect members come here, and we have to receive them. However, Ye Protector has not been in the sect for this period of time. Please forgive me.”

Zhu Xingyu still insisted.

“If he is not in the sect, then where did he go?”

The disciple was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer. After thinking for a while, he continued to speak.

“The whereabouts of the sect guardian is not something I can guess. I think he should be out on a mission.”

Zhu Xingyu snorted coldly.

"I'm here on behalf of my fellow disciples. Is it possible that Feitian is so cowardly that he refuses to fight? If Ye Yang is not here, will no one else dare to fight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shout came from the door.

"Get lost! How can I let a young man like you be so presumptuous?"

Before Zhu Xingyu could react, he felt that the sky and the earth were shrouded in black sword intent. A cold snort was like thunder, and the waves made him feel a little depressed.

The other party just snorted, revealing his extremely high sword cultivation.

Zhu Xingyu had already known Feitianmen for a long time. The moment the black sword light appeared, he knew who was speaking.

"It turned out to be Elder Ge of Jianjin Gang. I'm so sorry. I heard that you suppressed your cultivation, but you couldn't beat Luo Changsheng. It's really shameful! You're living like a dog at such an old age."

Everyone was shocked. No one expected Zhu Xingyu to be so rampant.

Not only did he dare to yell at Ye Yang in front of Feitian Gate, he was not afraid at all even when facing Ge Canhong, a famous sword master in the late martial arts realm, and he laughed at him.

It made people doubt the purpose of his coming.