Chapter 447: The Water Dance of the Charming Lady and the Saint's Body

Chu Hao carefully took the storage bag.

He went out alone, regardless of the fact that it was still dark, ready to go down the mountain to the Zhang family in Bihuze.

Another month passed.

Xiuya's belly was getting bigger and bigger.

Ye Yang prepared a lot of pregnancy-protecting drugs for her, and Xiuya often walked to his side with her belly.

Suddenly, Ye Yang saw that there was a wrinkle on Xiuya's forehead.

Time flies.

Looking back, the two have known each other for twenty years.

If it were an ordinary mortal, Xiuya would be in her fifties or sixties now.

It can be said that half of her body is already buried in the ground.

But later, she had a cultivation, which not only delayed aging, but also was nourished by spiritual energy, making her more plump and charming.

In addition, coupled with the herbal formula she practiced, she was good at maintenance.

Therefore, she did not look old, her charm remained, and she looked even more charming.

"Sir, what's wrong? Why are you staring at my forehead? Is there something wrong with my forehead?"

Ye Yang didn't say anything, but just smiled and gently stroked her forehead.

"Nothing, I'm dazzled. Keep this mutton-fat warm jade and wear it often. It's good for both the fetus and you."

After that, Ye Yang took out a piece of white jade, which was warm and delicate.

It had long been carved into a pendant like a jade sheep by a skilled craftsman.

After Xiu Ya saw it, she hurriedly put it away, full of joy.

"Thank you for thinking about me."

Afterwards, Ye Yang was still a little worried, and called three or four maids from the sect.

Specially used to serve Xiu Ya and take care of her diet and daily life.

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That day.

At the foot of Feitianmen, the Luo River was vast and the mountain was unique.

It was dusk and sunset at this moment, the clouds rolled and the mist was diffused, and several people were hiding in the dark.

Looking at the huge Feitianmen, they couldn't help but talk.

"This Feitianmen is indeed a powerful sect in the area."

"The beautiful scenery of the sunset alone makes people feel that the trip is worthwhile."

"Not only that, you can see the flashing light of lightning and fire in the formation. The light on it should be the legendary red flame flying crow gourd."

"And the one that guides the lightning should be the lightning gourd they got from Qingming Island."

"These two powerful magic weapons are combined with the formation, and are connected to the entire earth vein. Even if it is a strong man in the realm of real people, it will be extremely difficult to break through at once."

"Not only that, there is now a strong man in the realm of real people in Feitianmen, and there are also three-headed swallowing pythons and other ancient species of spiritual beasts."

"It is definitely a powerful sect."

At this time, someone next to him seemed to have thought of something and spoke.

"Brother Xinghe, there are many outstanding new generation disciples in Feitian Sect. Have you invited them this time?"

"The letter has been sent long ago, so of course everyone is invited."

"It's just that Ye Yang, who is both a master of swords and knives, did not give the information about his participation in time after receiving the letter. From his friend, the Blood Demon Saint, I learned that he might not necessarily participate."

"And the bloodthirsty wolf Wang Dong has received the letter in person and replied, saying that he will definitely participate."

At this time.

A blood-red figure walked out from the side, with a cold face. He seemed to have a bad relationship with everyone.

Seeing this blood-red light, several people around couldn't help but step back.

"That sword-and-knives master Ye Yang, I always feel something is missing if he doesn't participate."

He has a cold face, a blood-red teardrop under the corner of his eye, and a red cold white edge sword in his hand.

Although it was broad daylight.

But at this moment, his words were like nine days of frost, making people feel a chill and cold light.

Even the people around him didn't want to get too close to him, and hid to one side.

Someone frowned and said.

"Die Wuhou, I heard that you fought with Ye Yang. Is this man really as strong as the legend says? Can he cut off the power of thirteen years of time with one sword? Cut off a person's lifespan?"

"Cut off a person's lifespan and vitality."

Die Wuhou nodded carefully.

"Of course, this man has ordinary bones, ordinary veins, ordinary blood, and ordinary body, but he has amazing skills, and the most important thing is that he is as cautious as a snake and never takes risks casually."

Someone next to him said.

"In my opinion, it may be that the rumors are exaggerated. Most of these people who hide their true intentions are just for show."

"I heard that when you just broke through the realm of warriors, you were cut off by the sword and sword master with a sword, and your lifespan has not recovered yet."

"Maybe you were scared at that time and had sequelae."

That person seemed to be at odds with Die Wuhou.

In front of everyone, he directly exposed his ugly deeds.

Die Wuhou snorted coldly.

"Since you all don't believe it, you will know after trying it yourself. But let me be frank. If someone cuts off your time and your cultivation potential is greatly reduced, don't blame me."

After saying this, he wore a bright red robe and actually stopped caring about everyone, and flew away alone.

The other people looked at each other.

A voice sighed.

"A gentleman never forces others to do something. Since he doesn't want to participate, we can't say anything. Why don't we go to Ruyi Lake and wait for the heroes to arrive."

"Brother Xinghe's words make sense. This time, the Canghai Fusheng Conference has gathered all the wise men and heroes. Can't we hold it without him?"

"It's his loss."

Hearing this, the others said no more and left one by one.

In late autumn and early winter, a layer of white snow fell from the sky.

A layer of snow had already fallen on the ground.

That day.

Ye Yang stood up, and did not summon the Sun Chasing Turtle to come, but walked out of the Feitian Gate alone.

Taking advantage of the vast night, he moved.

A thick purple-black demonic energy roared out from his body, covering half of the sky.

In a flash, his body suddenly rose several feet high, and his whole body was full of strong muscles, like a demon beast.

Endless murderous intent and fierce breath rushed straight to the sky.

As the saying goes, a small part can tell the whole picture, and a leaf can tell the whole story.

As the leaves fell, Ye Yang observed privately, and saw that the leaves were covered with textures, which were extraordinary.

He could actually see the essence inside directly through the appearance.

Ye Yang knew that after refining the Endless Evil of Time, his true body cultivated by his Elephant Demon Fist and Great Demon Peng Method.

was stronger than before.

This time, his goal was Ruyi Lake.

Although the Canghai Fusheng Conference has not yet begun, many sages have gathered and many strong men have come.

From time to time, you can hear the shocking sound of fighting and whistling.

There are also many whistling coming, seeing his reputation as a master of both swords and knives.

Want to come and challenge.

However, Feitianmen closed the gate tightly and did not accept these people.

So during this period, Ye Yang spent a peaceful time and never went out.

The night was dark and the star tracks were sparse.

A sturdy figure, with muscular body, especially the muscles on the arms were arched high, standing tall like a grave on a hill, making people dare not look directly at it.

Ye Yang's feet flew, and soon he was on the vast river.

Heading towards Tao'an Market.

The mighty Niu Mo River, with clear water and green stream, meandered away.

It was winter at this time, and the light snow had just fallen. On the surface of the river, there was not a trace of coldness and loneliness.

On the contrary, there were a lot of people coming and going.

Cargo ships came and went, looking extremely lively.

Ye Yang's sturdy body was intimidating.

At this moment, many people were frightened and retreated along the way.

Because many monks went to Ruyi Lake recently.

Therefore, Feitianmen set up a dock on the Niumo River, and several families got several large boats to do some business of sending people back and forth.

Ye Yang walked onto the boat, and the planks creaked under the pressure of his huge body.

He glanced at the people around him and found that many people were in a hurry to go to Ruyi Lake to participate in the Canghai Fusheng Conference.

Ye Yang coughed, and spoke like thunder.

"Does the boatman have any seats left?"

The boatman looked at Ye Yang's huge body and found that he was only up to his waist, especially his thick and strong arms, which were thicker than his thighs.

He swallowed his saliva, looked at the rough man in front of him, and hurriedly smiled and said.

"Of course there are, please take a seat, but the spiritual stones for this round trip are not cheap, and it requires..."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already thrown something impatiently into his hands.

The boatman hurriedly took it in his hand and saw that it was an old mountain ginseng.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Although ginseng is a common medicinal material.

But it is versatile, neutral and peaceful, replenishing qi and blood, very rare, and never afraid of sales.

The longer it grows, the more precious it is.

This old mountain ginseng has been in the deep mountains and old swamps for a long time.

The ginseng whiskers and ginseng brine on it have been folded together layer by layer, and it is thought to be at least a hundred years old.

If it is taken out, it will be difficult to buy it even with a hundred spirit stones.

He was afraid that Ye Yang would regret it and want it back, so he quickly took the old mountain ginseng away and put it in the storage bag.

He called someone to arrange Ye Yang at the top seat.

Ye Yang took a sip of tea and looked out the window.

On the mighty Niu Mo River, a layer of light water vapor lingered in front. Although it was already evening, the Tao'an market was still brightly lit and lined with lights.

There were also merchants coming in and out, either by land or by water.

The prosperity is unusual, and the weather is extraordinary

Sitting on the boat, Ye Yang soon got tired of the scenery.

Practice luck with meditation.

Soon, there was a creaking and cracking sound from the body.

Like the thunder and the wind, the sound was huge.

Someone in the distance spotted Ye Yang and walked over to say.

"Brother, you are right. I am Li Changsheng, a member of the Feitian Sect's Li family. This boat is the business of the Li family."

"Could it be that Brother Dao has the blood of the giant spirit? My Li family also has a trace of the giant spirit's blood. It is a great honor to see Brother Dao today."

"The Li family has prepared a pavilion. Why don't you come and have a rest?"

Ye Yang opened his eyes and found a young man standing in front of him.

He was wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword behind him. Although he was not very old, he had an extraordinary demeanor.

He said.

"Thank you for your kindness. The journey is not far. I will wait for you at the table. I think Ruyi Lake should be reached soon."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng had to give up.

But he still wanted to talk.

"If you come to the Li family in the future, please let me know and arrange a banquet for you so that we can have a good exchange."

Ye Yang nodded and said yes. Without saying much, Li Changsheng retreated.

This huge ship was extremely fast. After it started at full speed, it shot out from the vast water like an arrow.

After a while, it drew a long wave on the vast water.

After sailing for a while, it was already sunrise in the early morning.

The smoke and clouds covered the surroundings.

The sun was rising, the river wind was mighty, and the entire river surface was like being splashed with golden oil, which was quite gorgeous.

Ye Yang stood on the deck and knew that he would reach the Ruyi Lake in a few hours.

At this time, he looked up in the distant sky and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's strange."

In the clouds ahead, there were seven or eight graceful women in snow-white, looming in the clouds.

They were naked, snow-white and plump, all of them were tall and strong, with snow-white and slender legs.

Each of them was naked, with full breasts, firm and round buttocks, and slender waists that could not be grasped.

Seven or eight people were covered in snow-white, going in and out of the clouds.

Each of them held a musical instrument and played in the sky.

Some held the pipa, some held the guqin horizontally, some stroked the bamboo flute, and some blew the conch.

They played together, and the sound was like crying and complaining, like a deep complaint.

There was a vast river and vast reeds.

Ye Yang watched carefully and found that the woman who was sitting cross-legged and playing the piano in the lead was playing with both hands, startling the strings.

During the playing process, it seemed that a faint thunderclap sound broke out

It made people unconsciously intoxicated.

"The Thunderbolt Guqin player, it is said that this kind of skill is one of the best inheritances of Hongman Jueyin City."

Ye Yang had seen Chizui Qinji before, who was good at sound skills, killing and killing, and was very domineering.

She also came from Hongman Jueyin City, but later seemed to have offended a big shot, and the position of the leader of the Dizi was also taken by Die Wuhou.

The sect has always been passed down by music, and is good at sound skills, and has a great reputation.

At this moment, the seven or eight beauties were naked, holding magic weapons, faintly forming a formation, and seemed to be besieging someone.

I saw the snow-white jade body looming in the air, the whole screen was full of long legs, and with the lewd music, it was really tempting.

And the people they besieged were also strong.

The colorful light was gorgeous, and a peacock shadow crossed the river.

Ye Yang watched the battle in the middle with great interest.

"Is he an acquaintance?"

The figure was like a dragon flying across the sky, and like a peacock stunning the world, wearing a gorgeous colorful dress.

If it wasn't the Peacock Saint, who else could it be.

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