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

As he spoke, Shanhai Diaoyunke raised his hand and casually made a move. It seemed so gentle, but it caused the surrounding spiritual energy to form a perfect vortex.

In the center of the vortex, dozens of sword energies were condensed like substance. Although they did not have the earth-shattering momentum of Ye Yang, they were sharp enough to make people shudder.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering.

He would think of the Tianya Sword Finger that Ye Yang had just used. Although it was extremely powerful and quite satisfying, he still felt a little unsatisfied in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you have already mastered the Samadhi of the Tianya Sword Finger, but there are still some areas that are lacking. Since you have the heart to seek the truth, I will lend you a helping hand."

After saying this, sword energy surged around Shanhai Diaoyunke. He slowly raised his right arm, with his index and middle fingers together.

In an instant, his aura suddenly rose, his white hair fluttered, and his robes bulged, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

Then, he used all his strength to perform the Tianya Sword Finger.

With a point of his finger, thousands of sword lights poured down, and the vibration between heaven and earth became more violent.

Especially above the sky, there were surging clouds and lightning, and thunder. Violent spiritual power spread around like surging waves. The mountains under the feet began to shake, huge rocks rolled down, dust and smoke filled the air, and the white clouds were shocked in the sky and turned into nothingness directly.

Ye Yang widened his eyes, shocked to the extreme.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain and sea fishermen in front of him started to take action again.

He moved his body slightly, and in an instant, he pointed out his sword finger.

As he pointed his finger, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together madly. After a while, a bright sword light burst out from the fingertips.

This finger did not make much noise, but it was extremely powerful. As soon as the finger was moved, the wind and clouds changed color, the sky and the earth darkened, the surrounding mountains were shaking slightly, and the ground under the feet was cracked into cracks, and gravel flew everywhere.

Ye Yang widened his eyes, staring at the sword light, and was shocked.

At that moment just now, he felt that when the opponent's Tianya sword finger moved, it was as if the heaven and earth were changing and the world was turned upside down. At that moment, sword lights whizzed out, and the surroundings seemed to have entered a sea of ​​sword energy with incredible power.

If the other party is willing, it seems that it can turn the surrounding world into nothingness, or even incorporate it into the void.

Shanhai Diaoyunke looked at Ye Yang with sharp eyes.

"The power of the sword is the combination of Tianya sword intent and spiritual power. Just watch."

As he spoke, he drew a line in the air again. This seemingly random movement caused the surrounding space to vibrate, and the air made a sizzling sound.

Ye Yang followed his instructions and calmly comprehended the situation. He stretched out his fingers and tried to imitate.

At first, Ye Yang's fingertips could only gather a faint light, and the space around him was buzzing, as if it could not bear the weight.

"The sword points as you wish. Although you used to wield a tangible sword, with both the sword and the sword, and your killing moves were fierce, this sword point is different. It requires both hardness and softness."

After saying that, Ye Yang took a deep breath and recalled the moments of life and death fights in the past. He had been immersed in the art of swords and knives for who knows how many years, so he naturally knew the method of "using softness to overcome hardness".

At this moment, Ye Yang used his sword again, and the sword light at his fingertips became stronger and stronger. At this moment, spiritual energy also roared out between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Shanhai Diaoyunke smiled and encouraged.

"Not bad, my friend, you have a high level of understanding. Keep going."

Ye Yang was about to open his mouth to thank him, but he saw Shanhai Diaoyunke's expression froze. He seemed like a lone boat, but was desperately trying to capture every subtle feeling.

After the world calmed down a bit, Shanhai Diaoyunke looked at Ye Yang with a serious look: "Friend Ye, if you want to use the Tianya Sword Finger to its full potential, you need to merge the power of the Yuanshen with the Tianya Sword Finger. This Yuanshen power is the essence of the cultivator's soul. Only by mobilizing it can the sword finger transcend the mundane world and possess the power to destroy the world."

When Ye Yang heard this, his heart moved and he immediately closed his eyes, immersing himself in that new feeling.

He looked inward, searching for his soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At first, the soul seemed to be asleep, but at his call, it slowly began to move.

Ye Yang guided it carefully, trying to connect it with the sword intent at his fingertips.

For a moment, his whole body was shining with light, and his aura became stronger and weaker.

After a long time, Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand trembled spontaneously.

He raised his hand and slowly brought his index finger and middle finger together. Although no sword light was seen, the air around him had been compressed to the point of making a "sizzling" sound.

Ye Yang nodded, immersed in it, and practiced repeatedly, from sunrise in the east to sunset in the west, the top of the mountain was filled with sword energy and flashing lights.

Until night fell, Ye Yang was tired but his eyes were burning.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

After a moment, he opened his eyes again, with a gleam of light in them.

This time, the spiritual power no longer surged out violently, but slowly gathered at the fingertips along the fine veins.

The sword pointed out, and a sword energy whistled out like a nimble dragon.

Wherever it passed, the air was cut into fine lines. The power seemed restrained, but it was more sharp.

At this moment, the spiritual energy around him seemed to have undergone a qualitative transformation, and his already deep eyes were now flashing with a star-like brilliance.

An inexplicable sense of oppression emanated from his every move.

Ye Yang sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, and first looked inward at his own soul. The soul was like a smaller version of him, emitting a soft light, and the spiritual energy veins around his body were clearly visible.

He tried to mobilize the power of his soul and slowly injected it into his fingertips.

In an instant, the sword fingers began to buzz and the light flickered, as if resisting this strange force.

Then, Ye Yang used the Tianya Sword Finger, with sword energy flowing out of his fingertips.

At this moment, Ye Yang had an epiphany in his heart.

The spiritual energy in the entire mountain and sea world was surging wildly.

Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a sword energy from the Tianya sword finger that was integrated with the power of the soul whizzed out.

The sword energy was no longer a simple white light, but a faint golden color, as if it contained the power of the stars. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be burned, leaving behind black traces.

At this moment, even the white clouds in the sky were burned by Ye Yang's sword.

The mountain top in front of him shattered with a loud bang under his sword, and the rubble fell like rain.

The mountain and sea fisherman laughed out loud.

"My dear friend Ye, you have already had a glimpse of the secret today. If you practice diligently in the future, you will surely be able to master the Sword Finger of the End of the World. By then, you will surely become an even more exciting legend in this cultivation world."

"If your Tianya Sword Finger is making a breakthrough, we will be able to solve the problem of the danger in the Mountain and Sea Realm more quickly this time."

"Yes, it is worth your talent and hard work to be able to get a glimpse of the way of fusion in such a short period of time. But this is just the beginning. There are many more changes waiting for you to explore."

Ye Yang put away his sword, stood up and saluted Shanhai Diaoyunke.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. Ye Yang will definitely live up to your expectations."

Shanhai Diaoyunke showed a trace of guilt on his face and continued.

"Before, I promised to send disciples to fight against the foreign enemies together with Feitianmen, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"In that case, fellow Daoist, go back and wait for my news."

After Shanhai Diaoyunke finished speaking, his entire figure gradually disappeared and completely vanished.

After returning to reality, Ye Yang was still thinking about his experience in the mountain and sea world.

He looked inward and found that less than a day had passed, and during this day, his Tianya Sword Finger had made another breakthrough.

Sword Finger of the End of the World (Middle Grade Taoist Technique)
Current state: Minor success

Progress: 1.8%
Next realm: Great Accomplishment〔The horizon is within reach, the moon shines a thousand miles away, the sword breaks through space, the finger snaps and thunders, a rare finger-type Taoist technique, once ranked 93rd on the Taoist Magic Power List, practice nine times a day, persist for 200 years and you will achieve it.〕

Ye Yang remembered that his Tianya Sword Finger was still at the entry level before, but he did not expect that within such a short period of time, he would make a breakthrough and reach the minor success stage.

He stood up calmly and sighed slightly.

"People say that in order to succeed in the path of cultivation, one must first have wealth, companions, and the Dharma. It is indeed true."

Just now, Shanhai Diaoyunke was the partner in the legend. With the help and support from the other party, he was able to integrate the power of his initial practice of the soul and the Tianya Sword Finger, greatly increasing his strength.

After the affairs of the Mountain and Sea Realm came to an end, Ye Yang met the Ancient Saint Qilin again.

"Son, I need you to tell me the details of the situation of the elder from the ancient Qilin clan."

When the ancient saint Qilin heard Ye Yang say this, he was moved and told him everything he knew.

"My third uncle often falls into a deep sleep now, and the situation is very critical."

Hearing what the Ancient Saint Qilin said, Ye Yang nodded and stopped hesitating. After he and the Ancient Saint Qilin flew into the sky and identified the direction of the Ancient Qilin Clan, they prepared to set off.

Just as the two flew into the sky and were about to head to the ancient Qilin clan, a voice suddenly came from below.

"Friend Ye, don't be in a hurry to leave. I'm here, and I'll go with you."

Ye Yang looked up and found that a calf-like Qilin beast had risen from the ground. Its body was earthy yellow and its scales were gleaming with a faint luster. It was the Earth Qilin transformed by the Lord of Spring and Autumn, Tianyi.

At this moment, this earth qilin was golden in color, and exuded a rich earth essence, which was extraordinary.

When the Ancient Saint Qilin saw the Earth Qilin floating up into the sky, he sensed it slightly and was also shocked. This Earth Qilin exuded a faint luster all over its body, and the earth attribute light all over its body was extremely rich, it was simply an alien species from heaven and earth.

He couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

The next moment, the ancient saint of Qilin also reacted, pacing around the earth Qilin, his eyes full of inquiry, and muttering to himself.

"I have never seen a Qilin with such a unique bloodline. Its aura is so powerful and has a sense of ancient and wildness. It is really extremely rare. Could it be an innate five-sided strange beast?"

At this time, Tu Qilin was a little annoyed by being looked at, and said in a muffled voice,

"My fellow Taoist, although you and I both have Qilin bloodline, please don't stare at me like that."

"Ordinary Qilins have attributes such as water, fire, and wood, and each has its own innate magical powers. However, the power of this Earth Qilin's bloodline is extremely pure and rich. It seems to contain the earth's elemental power when the world was created. It is definitely not a reflection. This thing is very rare even in my ancient Qilin clan. How could I encounter it in the outside world?"

When he thought of this, he remembered the unicorn scales and earth-attributed blood essence that Ye Yang took out at the previous Immortal Palace Conference. They were probably from the other party's body.

If a monster with such a rich bloodline could unleash its own strength, its potential would be immeasurable. It is simply the best gift bestowed by God after the ancient Qilin clan declined.

When Ye Yang heard Tu Qilin say this, he was stunned for a moment, but then he figured it out.

The Qilin beast transformed by the Lord of Heaven's Will Spring and Autumn was born with the blood of five kinds of strange beasts. If it could enter the ancient Qilin clan, it would be a great help to its growth.

"Okay, since you are determined, come with me."

Upon hearing this, Tianyi Chunqiu's eyes flashed with surprise. He excitedly circled around Ye Yang a few times, thanking him repeatedly.

Because time was urgent, the two men and one beast did not move forward with the main group, but arrived at the ancient Qilin clan one step ahead.

After driving for several days and nights, Ye Yang was shocked by the grand scene in front of him. A magnificent golden arch seemed to rise from the ground on one side of the Heavenly Palace, and the door was carved with lifelike unicorn beasts, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

These mythical beasts are either roaring to the sky or running and playing, as if they will break out of the painting in the next second.

Passing through the archway, what comes into view is an ancient city suspended in the clouds. In the distance, towering pavilions rise into the clouds. Between the pavilions, there are gurgling springs. The spring water makes a tinkling sound, and the splashing water turns into wisps of spiritual energy, floating in the air.

Stepping into the land of the ancient Qilin clan, Ye Yang felt a majestic and ancient atmosphere blowing towards him. The surrounding mountains were majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The ancient saint Qilin led Ye Yang through numerous buildings and came to a quiet valley. The spiritual energy in the valley was so rich that it was almost tangible, and there was a faint flickering auspicious light.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, my uncle is inside."

The ancient saint of Qilin said softly.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and walked steadily into the valley.

In the cave, there was a white-haired old man sitting on it, his snow-white hair scattered all over, a few strands of hair hanging down beside his wrinkled cheeks, making his face look even more haggard.

The eyes that used to be as bright as torches were now dim, yet still revealed determination, and the sunken eye sockets seemed to hide endless vicissitudes and pain.

In particular, the large scales on his body were broken into pieces, hanging on his shoulders and waist. His body was covered with scars, with hideous wounds crisscrossing each other, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen. Although the bleeding had stopped, it still had a strange purple-blue color, which was obviously the result of being eroded by a deadly poison.

The forelimbs drooped limply and trembled slightly. Every tiny tremor seemed to cause pain all over the body. A lot of blood flowed out, and the whole body had already been soaked, dried, and formed into a hard scab.

But even so, it is still extraordinary and it is difficult to conceal his innate majesty.

When the Qilin Patriarch saw Ye Yang coming in, he struggled to stand up and woke up with difficulty, but ultimately he failed to stand up.

"You must be the famous water alchemist, thank you for your concern."

Ye Yang bowed and saluted: "Old Ancestor, you are too polite. Now that I know your situation, Ye Yang will try his best."

After saying this, he mobilized the water spiritual power in his body, and danced his hands slowly. Soft blue light flowed out like water, forming strange runes in the air.

A line of water rushed forward. For Ye Yang now, the art of alchemy using water has already been mastered.

Even if they were looking at each other from a distance, they could still see each other's injuries.

At this moment, a soft light surged out from his palm, slowly enveloped the body of Qilin Ancestor, and began to carefully examine his injuries.

As his spiritual power deepened, Ye Yang's expression became more and more solemn. After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although no specific treatment has been carried out at this moment, he can see that the injuries of this Qilin ancestor are too serious.

Almost all the meridians in the body were broken, the internal organs were severely damaged, and the vitality was extremely weak.

In other words, he was already in a life-and-death crisis, which was because the other party had a profound cultivation base. If it were a cultivator of an average level, he would have died long ago after suffering such serious injuries.

After a moment, Ye Yang's expression became more solemn. The injuries of Kirin Ancestor were far beyond his imagination. His tendons and veins were broken in a mess, and his body's vitality was almost exhausted.

But Ye Yang did not give up. He took out various rare herbs from his storage bag, all of which he had collected during his years of traveling.

He then used the spiritual power of water to slowly extract the essence of the herbs, turning them into drops of crystal clear medicine, which he carefully fed to the Qilin Ancestor.

Afterwards, he placed his hands on the old man's back and performed water-based repair techniques, guiding the medicinal power to penetrate into every inch of damaged tendons and flesh.

As time passed, Ye Yang's forehead was covered with sweat and his clothes were already soaked, but the face of the Qilin Ancestor gradually became a little rosy.

When the ancient saint Qilin saw this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he signaled Ye Yang to continue.

Ye Yang stopped and spoke to Qilin Saint and others.

"The ancestor's injuries were extremely serious. What I did just now was just to help his flesh and blood regenerate. If you want him to recover as before, the effect of the Linglong Huo Huan Dan alone is not enough."

"so what should I do now?"

After hearing what Ye Yang said, the ancient saint Qilin suddenly became nervous. He glanced at the other party and found that the Qilin ancestor had gradually recovered a little under Ye Yang's treatment, but the redness on his face soon disappeared. At this moment, he was drowsy and almost fainted.

"If you want to treat him, you still need this Qianchun Wanqiu Pill."

Ye Yang pondered for a moment, then took out a jade slip from his storage bag and injected spiritual power into it. A ray of light flashed, and a long pill recipe appeared in the air.

After that, he spoke.

"Among them, five thousand-year-old snow lotus seeds are needed. Their coldness can neutralize the disordered heat in this senior's body and repair damaged meridians. Eight ten-thousand-year-old dragon beard grasses are needed. The vitality contained in them can nourish the internal organs and restore vitality. And ten pieces of the flaming sun crystals are needed to replenish the spiritual power consumed by the ancestor and dispel the haze in the body..."

Ye Yang read out the required medicinal herbs one by one, each of which was a rare item hard to find in the world.

After listening to Ye Yang's recitation, the Ancient Saint Qilin actually breathed a sigh of relief. Although these medicinal herbs were precious, they were nothing to the ancient Qilin clan that had been passed down for thousands of years.

He immediately sent someone to make arrangements. (End of this chapter)