The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Gu Xuan led the Flying Heaven Sect disciples away, and then the group flew back to the Flying Heaven Sect on sword light.

The hustle and bustle and tension in the square of Qingzhu Valley gradually faded away, and tranquility returned.

The afterglow of the setting sun, like scattered gold, sprinkled on the swathes of green bamboo, reflecting a faint green light and bathing the entire valley in a warm glow.

The air was filled with a pure and refreshing atmosphere, like the air after a rain shower, mixed with the fresh scent of bamboo leaves and other herbs.

The bloodshed and demonic energy left from the previous battle had long been swept away by the spiritual light of Ye Yang's sword when he slew the demon.

Zhu Qingfeng, along with several disciples of Qingzhu Valley, silently cleaned up the remnants of the battlefield.

However, his gaze would occasionally drift to Ye Yang, who was standing in the center of the square, his eyes filled with gratitude and awe.

Ye Yang's gaze slowly swept over the green bamboo that covered the valley.

Some bamboo stalks stand tall and straight like swords, piercing the sky; some bamboo branches are as supple as silk, swaying gently in the wind; and new bamboo shoots break through the soil, carrying vigorous vitality.

Looking at the valley full of green bamboo, a hint of contemplation flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

Although he had repeatedly browsed the Green Bamboo Sword Intent Manual sent by Green Bamboo Valley a few days ago and memorized the patterns and moves on the manual, he still felt that there was a layer between them and that he had not been able to touch the origin of the sword intent.

Now we are in this valley full of green bamboo and vibrant energy.

The surrounding environment perfectly matched the original aura of the Green Bamboo Sword Intent. Even the spiritual veins flowing in the soil carried the unique warm rhythm of the Green Bamboo. This was the perfect opportunity to comprehend the sword intent.

"Elder Zhu, I have been in seclusion here for several days, focusing on comprehending the Green Bamboo Sword Intent. I will trouble you to take care of the reconstruction of the valley and the resettlement of the disciples."

Zhu Qingfeng was overjoyed to hear this, as no one knew when those demons would reappear.

With Daozu Ye around, everything will be easily resolved.

"Rest assured, Dao Ancestor! The entire Green Bamboo Valley will guard this place well and will not disturb your cultivation! If there is any unusual activity, I will report it immediately!"

Moreover, he also has his own private messages.

Being able to observe a Dao Ancestor-level cultivator up close, even just by looking at their figure and demeanor, can yield immense benefits.

For Zhu Qingfeng, this was undoubtedly a rare learning opportunity.

Ye Yang nodded slightly, and with a movement, he transformed into a streak of azure light, landing lightly on the highest bamboo peak in the valley, just like a bamboo leaf.

This bamboo peak is where the spiritual veins of Green Bamboo Valley converge. The green bamboo on the peak is more lush than that in other parts of the valley, and each bamboo stalk is tall and slender with a faint spiritual glow on its surface.

The spiritual energy in the air was so rich that it almost condensed into tangible dewdrops; inhaling it made one feel refreshed and relaxed.

Ye Yang walked to a smooth blue stone at the top of Bamboo Peak, sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, formed a simple meditation mudra with his hands, and began to calm his mind and integrate himself with the surrounding environment.

At first, Ye Yang simply quietly observed everything around him.

A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo leaves, making a soft "shush" sound. The sound was not like the wind, but rather like the gentle humming of countless slender swords.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint cyan sword light began to swirl around Ye Yang, the light as light as a thin mist.

His aura blended perfectly with the surrounding green bamboo, making it almost impossible to distinguish between his own aura and the bamboo's spiritual energy.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword on his lap seemed to come alive, unconsciously hovering in front of him. The azure spiritual light on the sword resonated with the spiritual energy of the surrounding green bamboo, emitting a soft and crisp "humming" sound, as if it were communicating with the green bamboo around him.

Ye Yang's divine sense spread out like a fine spider web, enveloping the entire Green Bamboo Valley.

The growth status of every bamboo stalk in the valley, the veins and textures of every bamboo leaf, and even the direction of every bamboo fiber were clearly presented in his mind, without any omissions.

Next, Ye Yang began to try to combine his sword intent with the original aura of the green bamboo.

The Dao power within his body circulated slowly, and a wisp of pure sword intent overflowed from between his brows, reaching towards a green bamboo stalk beside him.

At first, this sword intent carried the sharpness of his previous unorthodox swordplay. As soon as it came into contact with the aura of the green bamboo, it was like fire meeting ice, repelling each other and making it difficult to merge.

Ye Yang was not impatient. He knew that the fusion of sword intent was not something that could be achieved overnight, so he slowed down the pace and patiently guided his own sword intent, imitating the resilience and growth power of green bamboo.

He imagined himself as a green bamboo, its roots deeply embedded in the earth, drawing nourishment from the spiritual veins, able to bend flexibly no matter the storm, yet never breaking.

Regardless of the cold winter or the scorching summer, it can maintain its vigorous vitality and wait for the new life of spring.

Time passed quietly during his cultivation. When the first ray of dawn shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves onto Ye Yang, the azure sword light around him suddenly surged, spreading outwards like a wave.

The spiritual energy shrouding Green Bamboo Valley was drawn by this spiritual light, forming a huge azure vortex that swirled around the bamboo peak.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword emitted a resounding sword cry that pierced the clouds and caused the green bamboo in the valley to tremble slightly. Countless illusory images of green bamboo appeared on the sword's surface.

Ye Yang's sword intent also changed accordingly.

It not only retains the original sharp and domineering nature that cuts through everything, but also adds a touch of the unique flexibility and vitality of green bamboo, combining strength and gentleness, and being infinitely changeable.

next moment.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, a dazzling cyan sword light flashing in them.

The sword light was as dazzling as a shooting star, but it quickly subsided in an instant, returning to calm. He could clearly feel that his sword intent had reached a new level.

The previous sword intent was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath. Although it was sharp, it was too rigid and lacked variation, making it easy to be thwarted when it encountered a flexible defense.

Now, after incorporating the Green Bamboo Sword Intent.

His sword possesses both the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and the skillful force to wind and maneuver, capable of being both hard and soft, and able to cope with all kinds of different battle situations.

What surprised Ye Yang even more was that, in the process of comprehending the Green Bamboo Sword Intent, the Dao Power within his body also steadily increased.

Ye Yang raised his hand and gently waved it towards a large rock in the distance, and a cyan sword aura flew out from his fingertips. This sword aura did not travel in a straight line as usual.

Instead, it meandered like the branches of a green bamboo, deftly avoiding the intersecting bamboo stalks in front, and accurately struck the center of the boulder.

There was a muffled "bang" sound.

The boulder instantly shattered into countless small pieces, sending fragments flying everywhere.

The surrounding bamboo remained completely unharmed, not even a single leaf fell, demonstrating that his control over his sword intent had reached a level of complete mastery.

"Master Ye, what exquisite sword intent!" A voice filled with admiration came from below Bamboo Peak.

It was Zhu Qingfeng who had been guarding the vicinity.

Zhu Qingfeng was standing on an open space at the foot of Bamboo Peak, looking at him intently with eyes full of awe and longing, his hands even trembling slightly with excitement.

In recent days, Zhu Qingfeng has not left the vicinity of Zhufeng. While tidying up the affairs of Qingzhu Valley, he has also been making the most of his newly broken through Dharma Aspect Realm cultivation.

At the same time, they were secretly observing Ye Yang's cultivation.

For him, every movement of Ye Yang and every change in his breath was the best teaching material for cultivation.

Since breaking through to the Dharma Aspect Realm, although Zhu Qingfeng successfully condensed the Dharma Aspect of the Ten-Mile Green Bamboo Forest, he always felt that his cultivation was not stable enough.

The operation of the Dharma Image was somewhat sluggish, and its coordination with his own sword intent was also a little unfamiliar. He always felt powerless when performing moves.

But as he observed Ye Yang's spiritual practice, he gradually gained new insights.

Ye Daozu's sword intent seemed ordinary, but it contained the rhythm of heaven and earth, perfectly matching the original aura of the green bamboo, without any trace of deliberate effort.

That's exactly what he lacks.

Zhu Qingfeng stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Yang on the bamboo peak, his voice filled with excitement.

"Thank you for your guidance, Dao Ancestor! This disciple has finally grasped the true essence of the Green Bamboo Sword Intent!"

Ye Yang opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Qingfeng, a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Your aptitude is quite good, and you can apply what you've learned to other situations. You're not limited to fixed techniques and you know how to draw inspiration from nature. If you cultivate diligently, you will surely become a backbone force in this world in the future."

His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, carried by the wind to Zhu Qingfeng's ears, making him feel completely comfortable.

Even the fatigue from cultivation dissipated, and my energy was much stronger.

In the following days, Ye Yang continued to immerse himself in the Green Bamboo Sword Intent on Bamboo Peak, constantly refining the details of the fusion of his Dao power and sword intent.

As time went by, his sword intent became more and more refined, to the point that he could even "make the sword move with his mind." With just a thought, the surrounding green bamboo could be transformed into sword energy to launch an attack unexpectedly.

The Dao power within his body had also accumulated to a critical point, and he was not far from the late stage of the Void Refinement realm.

Meanwhile, Zhu Qingfeng observed and learned from below, while simultaneously refining his cultivation. He not only solidified his cultivation at the Dharma Aspect Realm but also honed his application of the Green Bamboo Sword Intent to an increasingly proficient level.

at the same time.

The distant Purple Enclosure Star Land.

On a desolate Gobi Desert, smoke filled the air, and the air was thick with the pungent, fishy smell unique to the star beasts.

Yan Qingying, dressed in a fiery red outfit, was engaged in a fierce battle with a massive star beast.

This star beast resembles a fierce tiger, but it has three heads, each capable of spewing scorching magma. Its body is covered in thick scales, making it impervious to ordinary swords and blades.

Yan Qingying's movements were agile and graceful. With the activation of the Myriad Demons Chaos Technique, it seemed as if the roars of ten thousand beasts were around her. In a short while, the phantoms of the ten thousand beasts transformed into streaks of blazing fire, streaking across the air like meteors and landing on the scales of the star beasts, emitting a "sizzling" burning sound and charring the scales black.

Behind her stood a six-winged demonic corpse like an iron tower, its six pairs of black wings spreading out, blotting out the sky and exuding a dense aura of death.

This demonic corpse was refined by Yan Qingying over many years, and its strength is comparable to that of a late-stage Nascent Soul Dao Realm cultivator.

Every punch he throws unleashes earth-shattering power.

He knocked away the small star beasts that were trying to ambush him, thus protecting Yan Qingying from any potential threat.

Yan Qingying and the six-winged demon corpse cooperated extremely well, with one attacking and the other defending. In just half an hour, they cleared out the star beasts on this Gobi Desert.

The last three-headed star beast of the party was defeated by the continuous attacks of the Burning Sky Sword.

The three heads were severed one after another, and the massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"call!"

Yan Qingying sheathed her sword and stood there, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her face showed a hint of fatigue, but she could not hide the heroic spirit in her eyes.

Her red dress was stained with a few drops of star beast blood. The dark red bloodstains contrasted with the fiery red dress, making her look even more dashing and heroic.

The six-winged demon corpse also folded its wings and stood obediently behind her, the red light in its eyes gradually dimming and returning to its previous calm.

Just then, the communication jade talisman hanging from Yan Qingying's waist suddenly lit up, emitting a rapid and sharp buzzing sound.

This is quite different from the gentle notification sound of the past.

A thought struck her, and she had a vague sense of unease. She quickly raised her hand, took out the communication jade talisman, and infused it with a wisp of spiritual power.

The next moment, Gu Xuan's calm yet anxious voice came from the jade talisman, exploding in her ears like thunder.

"Elder Yan, the situation in the Star Sea Demon Realm is dangerous and we need reinforcements! Lead all the disciples who are on missions near Ziyuan Star to come and provide support. You must arrive as soon as possible!"

As soon as Gu Xuan finished speaking, Ye Yang's indifferent yet authoritative voice rang out. Although the voice was calm, it made Yan Qingying's heart skip a beat.

The two messages were like two boulder-like rocks, stirring up a thousand waves in Yan Qingying's heart, causing her expression to change drastically, and her previous fatigue to vanish without a trace.

"Senior Brother Ye has also arrived in the Star Sea Demon Realm. It seems that the situation is more serious than I imagined."

Yan Qingying thought to herself, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Qingying turned to the six-winged demon corpse and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go back to the starland first!"

The six-winged demon corpse seemed to sense its master's urgency, letting out a low roar, nodding, and its red eyes lit up again, ready to act at any moment.

Yan Qingying raised her hand and waved, and a dazzling red light flew out from her storage bag and landed on the ground.

As the red light faded, a colossal treasure ship, entirely crimson and carved with phoenix patterns, appeared before us. (End of Chapter)