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

With this action of his.

The air around seemed to solidify, and an invisible pressure spread.

After a while, a figure with a flowery body and a human head emerged from the sand dune.

Its body is made up of various exotic flowers, colorful and exuding a faint fragrance.

It was the flower ghost that I had seen in the spiritual world before.

At this moment, after he appeared, he was very afraid of Ye Yang.

"……grown ups."

Huagui said with a trembling voice.

"I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to go against you again. Please forgive me this time."

Ye Yang glanced at him and said.

"If my guess is correct, you should be the guardian of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect in this illusory realm."

"It's just that recently Lu Yu from the Southern Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is about to break through to the Yuanshen Daoist realm, so the other cultivators have gone back to seclusion to guard the place, so you're the only one left here to watch over it."

Hearing Ye Yang say this, Hua Gui nodded.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Master Ye is right, I am indeed sent by the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect to guard this place."

"It's just that my body is weak and I'm a little powerless when facing adults."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"In that case, tell me where is the Spiritual Stone in this Spiritual Realm?"

Hearing what Ye Yang said, Hua Gui showed a smile in his eyes.

"If you want to find the Spiritual Stone, I dare not hide it. The Spiritual Stone is located in a secret place deep in the virtual world. However, it is full of various traps and traps, and there are many powerful monsters guarding it. It is not easy to approach."

Ye Yang nodded, his eyes firm.

"Lead the way, Huagui, that's not something you should consider."

Next, Xie Huagui tried to dodge, but was cut by Ye Yang's sword, and trembled all over.

When Hua Gui heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he was thinking of finding a way to refuse.

Just at this time.

Ye Yang had already keenly noticed something unusual.

He immediately became alert, and the next moment a knife flashed in his hand.

A sharp blade light flashed through the air and suddenly appeared, pointing directly at the face of the flower ghost.

Although the blade has not yet fallen.

But Hua Gui suddenly felt a pressure, his whole body was under the blade, and he couldn't help but tremble.

She also felt a little scared.

"Go, I'll go right away."

After saying that, Hua Gui's figure floated like lightning and went forward.

Seeing this, Ye Yang followed Hua Gui.

After a while.

The two arrived at a sky blue lake that looked like a dream.

Ye Yang stood in front of the lake that exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The lake’s surface is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding exotic vegetation and sky, giving people the feeling of being in a dream world.

The sky-blue lake water is crystal clear, and occasionally a few colorful fish swim in it, stirring up tiny ripples.

There are some flowers emitting faint blue light growing by the lake. They sway gently as if welcoming the two people's arrival.

Huagui stopped and his eyes wandered across the lake.

"Here... here it is."

Her voice trembled a little, as if she had some special feeling for this lake.

Ye Yang looked around, feeling the mysterious atmosphere in the air.

“It’s really unusual here.”

When Ye Yang saw this huge lake, he immediately thought of the excuse that Yuan Yidao had made before.

He followed the method carefully taught by Taoist Yuanyi.

Her hands danced like nimble psylocke butterflies.

Complex and exquisite seals are formed one by one at the fingertips.

With the perfect conclusion of the last seal,
A faint light gushed out from the base of the formation like a spiritual spring.

The flower ghost was shocked when he saw this.

"This is the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect's Void Resurrection Sword Seal. How do you know how to use it?"

"I see. You are from Beifeng."

She was shocked.

now.

Ye Yang's figure appeared and disappeared in the light curtain.

Ye Yang slowly closed his eyes.

Immerse all your spiritual consciousness in the surging spiritual energy tide in the lake without reservation. At this moment, in this lake, a special breath is spreading.

In an instant, a mysterious force wrapped Ye Yang tightly like a surging tide.

Then, his consciousness was suddenly dragged into a fantasy world that was both real and illusory, extremely wonderful, but full of all kinds of worldly things.

Ye Yang is like a bystander who transcends time and space, but also like an eyewitness who has experienced every detail personally, witnessing the brilliant blooming and withering of life in this world like flowers.

At this moment, it was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the dark night of the soul.

His father's serious yet loving face slowly emerged in his mind.

A voice traveled through the long river of time.

It exploded deep in his soul.

"The path of cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current, with numerous difficulties and obstacles. One must always keep one's heart in mind, and not be confused by the flourishing flowers and brocades of the outside world, nor be shaken by the distracting thoughts in one's heart."

"And it is precisely because of this that we can find a ray of light in this endless immortal road."

It was like a cursory tour, with various scenes constantly appearing before my eyes.

Clear and loud baby cries were heard.

Announces the arrival of new life.

From the innocent and cute appearance of a young child babbling and taking his first steps.

From the high spirits and lofty ambitions of youth.

The passion to charge forward fearlessly and fight bravely for the ideals in one's heart.

By middle age, people become calm, reserved, and shoulder heavy responsibilities.

Under tremendous pressure, we grit our teeth and persevere, forging ahead.

Until old age, the body gradually weakened like a candle in the wind, and the shadow of illness followed him like a shadow.

Eventually, under the ruthless erosion of time, they reach the eternal destination of death.

The cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death was like a magnificent picture slowly unfolding before his eyes.

Ye Yang seemed to be traveling through the life trajectories of countless people in an instant, realizing the impermanence and insignificance of all things in the world.

Under the baptism and trials of this ever-changing world.

Ye Yang's state of mind is like a pearl that has been polished in a clam shell.

Gradually, the impurities and disturbances of the world faded away, and a pure and mellow light bloomed.

at the same time.

In the solemn and dignified atmosphere of Feitianmen.

Wang Xijing, the second elder of Feitian Sect.

At this moment, the fire of life is like a candle in the wind, swaying at the end of time.

Wang Xijing's once tall and straight figure has been eroded by time and has become hunched and thin.

His face looked as pale as paper as his life was about to end, and only a trace of his former spirit remained in his eyes.

At this moment, his thoughts flooded back to the past like a tide.

I have no regrets in this life.

He had a smooth life. In his early years, he wandered around the world and made a name for himself as a fire Taoist.

Later, he joined Feitian Sect, caught up with the rapid development of Feitian Sect, and quickly broke through to the peak of martial arts.

It’s a pity that the most important development opportunity was lost in the early years.

When one is old, one’s potential is lost, one’s Qi and blood declines, and one no longer has the chance to break through to the level of a real person.

Just before the deadline.

I still have some concerns in my heart.

The son that he cared about so much.

The figure of the bloodthirsty wolf Wang Dong appeared in his mind very clearly.

Wang Xijing's lips trembled, as if he wanted to tell his son the words that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, those earnest advice filled with endless fatherly love.

"Donger, your father has gone through countless hardships, but when he was dying, he was only worried about you."

"You are naturally aggressive and have a bad temper, which can easily lead to trouble during your cultivation."

"After your father passes away, you must restrain your temper and not act impulsively."

Wang Xijing's voice became weaker and weaker.

"The sect is our foundation. You must protect it with all your strength. Do not do anything that would harm the sect out of selfish desires."

"You must practice diligently on weekdays and don't slack off. Although you are talented, the road to becoming an immortal is long. Only by perseverance can you achieve success."

"Also, you must get along well with your fellow disciples and avoid making enemies. Only when everyone is united can we ensure the prosperity of the sect."

Wang Xijing's breath became weaker and weaker, but his eyes became more and more fiery, as if he wanted to convey all his expectations and love for his son in this final moment.

"Donger, your journey in this world is about to end. The rest of your journey will depend on you."

"I hope you can remember your father's words, so that your father can rest in peace in the netherworld."

After finishing speaking, he placed the radio jade slip in his hand on the table beside him.

As the last breath faded, Wang Xijing slowly closed his eyes and passed away. (End of this chapter)