Chapter 88 The Seven Flying Immortals Finally Arrive

Ye Yang calculated that from midsummer to now, the heavy rain has been falling continuously for four or five months.

The river water surged, drowning people, floods passed through the border, and plagues were rampant.

Fortunately, Feitianmen is on the mountain, so there is no worry about floods, but the sound of mountain torrents collapsing and the roar of waterfalls can often be heard.

It is said that the Zhang family's Qianli Bihuze has more than doubled in area during this period.

The Zhang family was both afraid and happy.

On this day, Ye Yang was practicing in the courtyard, his innate qi.

Since being nourished by the green water and the dark evil spirit, his innate qi has turned black in the green, and it is abnormally cold. It seems to have some special properties, and it has become a little thicker.

Even the Manggu Qi has made rapid progress.

After the Manggu Qi has been exercised for twelve times, Ye Yang opened his eyes and suddenly saw a golden light appear in the courtyard.

He looked up at the sky and found that the dark clouds above Feitianmen had dissipated, and a little bit of azure sky appeared in the gap between the clouds, and the sun emitted a golden red light.

"Finally the sun is out!"

After not seeing the sun for a long time, Ye Yang was happy to see the golden red sun shining on the earth.

But soon after, he found that the sun seemed a little different from usual.

It was not round, and if you look closely, you can see the shadow of a gourd.

He looked up at the outside of Feitianmen. Only inside Feitianmen was the golden light shining, while outside the gate was still rainy and covered with dark clouds.

"The upgrade of our sect's Five Elements Annihilation Cloud Formation has been completed. The treasure of the meridians, the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd, simulates the sun by itself and shines golden light. Disciples don't have to worry!"

Soon, a message spread throughout the sect, and Ye Yang knew that the sun was actually transformed by the treasure of the meridians.

Since Feitianmen got four pieces of Xuanshan Shouhuang, it has been carefully carved as the center of the formation of the mountain formation.

After that, he invited a master to enlighten him, and used the treasure of the meridian-suppressing device as the hub of the formation, and the red flame flying crow gourd as the eye of the formation.

When it rises suddenly, it can turn into millions of flying crows, covering the sky and the sun, forming a sea of ​​fire.

In normal times, it can provide heat for the disciples to nourish and rest, and cultivate themselves in peace.

It has many uses.

…

Waiting, waiting, time passes day by day.

In the afternoon, snowflakes floated slightly in the sky, and at first they were like floating catkins, light and airy.

Then, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the snow was hazy.

"Another year!"

Seeing the snowflakes falling, Ye Yang sighed in his heart.

The first snow has fallen, winter is coming, and with winter comes the title battle of the Seven True Flying Gods.

True disciples can enjoy the treatment and authority of the martial arts protectors in advance, and can also get in touch with the practice of spiritual methods in advance, accumulating a lot of resources for their own practice.

This time, the battle for the Seven Trues of the sect was extremely fierce. On the one hand, it was because the matter of the great elder Mo Niansheng accepting disciples was released.

On the other hand, the head of the sect, Gu Xuan, took out the inner elixir of the ancient six-winged fire centipede, which made countless people salivate.

Before the selection of true disciples began, many disciples had already spread the word about many popular candidates for the championship.

Flying Tiger Li Bayuan, Xia Sanlang Zhang Buer, Zhu Mange, Wang Dong, Ye Yang and others were all popular candidates for the championship.

As for Yan Qingying. This name gradually faded, and few people mentioned it anymore.

After all, she may have performed very well, but one, she did not awaken her destiny, and two, she was not in the sect during this period.

Gradually, she was not optimistic about it.

I saw Yan Qingying one morning. She was dusty and her complexion was sallow. It can be seen that she has suffered a lot during this period.

But Yan Qingying's eyes were firm, and her hair was tied up casually. Although she didn't say anything, her whole body was like a sharp sword, exuding a sharp sword energy all the time.

"Junior sister, this is the spiritual stone you asked me to sell the pulse protection pill some time ago."

Ye Yang handed the five hundred spiritual stones he had prepared to Yan Qingying. Yan Qingying was silent for a moment, but she was short of money, so she took it.

"Brother, this is too much. I only bought the pulse protection pill for four hundred spiritual stones."

"If you want to thank someone, thank Junior Brother Li Bayuan!"

Ye Yang pointed to where Li Bayuan was. Yan Qingying murmured, wanting to say something, but she didn't say it after all.

She silently took the five hundred spiritual stones.

She had no one to rely on and was in great need of spiritual stones!

Li Bayuan, who was standing on the side, saw Ye Yang pointing at him and was eager to fight.

"Why, are you going to have a big fight with me? Don't worry, I won't lose to you this time anyway."

Li Bayuan was two meters tall. After awakening the giant warrior's life, his body was raised again, a full nine feet.

Like a little giant, the two iron oil-pressing hammers in his hands were huge and unparalleled.

This pair of iron oil-pressing hammers, after being upgraded and forged by a master, now have the power close to that of a magic weapon. They are the trump cards he specially prepared for this true disciple.

Ye Yang knew that Li Bayuan was a guy who was not easy on the tongue, so he did not take him seriously.

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On January 1st, it snowed heavily.

It was the first day of the battle for the Seven True Flying Gods.

The battle was held in a canyon, surrounded by green mountains and cliffs. Many disciples were excited and took the elite weapons they had prepared long ago, wanting to compete for fame.

"The most important affairs of the country are sacrifice and war."

The battle of the true disciples of Feitianmen represents the investment of all the energy of Feitianmen to create a leader among the disciples.

On the road of cultivation, means of protecting the way are indispensable.

Once every ten years, the opportunity is rare and it is a big deal.

Today, Ye Yang changed into a green robe and carried a sword. Although his face was not very handsome, he was clean and clear, standing quietly in front of the stage.

He was not good-looking, but he had a sunny and clear look.

It was just that his eyebrows, because of the vicissitudes of life, had a little more maturity and sharp edges than his peers.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Yang stood in front of the stage, and Wang Huan walked in front of Ye Yang with a sword.

During this period of time, Wang Huan matured a lot, and his body, which was a little bloated, became more solid. The sword in his hand was specially prepared for this battle.

However, Wang Huan was not keen on competing for the position of the true disciple. After all, he knew his own limitations and only hoped to be in the top 20, because there would be a reward.

"But."

Wang Huan glanced at Ye Yang's determined figure, and he knew that this person would definitely be on the list.

He might even top the list.

A few days ago, the favorites for the championship had already spread among the disciples. Ye Yang was always low-key, so he was not ranked first.

But no matter who it was, no one dared to ignore him.

Wang Huan even bet on Ye Yang 20 spirit stones for this.

"Brother Ye, you must succeed!"

Wang Huan cheered him on, and Ye Yang just smiled slightly: "Thank you, brother."

He didn't know that Ye Yang only wanted to get a position as a true disciple, and he had never thought about the first prize.

There were too many causes and effects on the elder Mo Niansheng, and the figure of the strange woman in the Fox Fairy Temple was still in front of him.

Dugu Qiang was not a human, beast, or ghost, but a half-demon body. His mother's womb was damaged and deeply disturbed by the Yin Qi. In a blink of an eye, the head of the sect, Gu Xuan, took out the inner pill of the ancient six-winged fire centipede as a reward.

This was unusual no matter how you looked at it.

He didn't want to get involved.