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

Chapter 855 Harvest
In this vast world of cultivating immortals.

Only those with unparalleled power, unique advantages, and unfathomable abilities can be called a magical weapon.

Whether it is a human, a demon or a magical weapon.

As long as the word "immortal" is added, it is like a few stars, far away in the sky, out of reach, bright and powerful yet mysterious.

Immortal cultivators are rarely seen in the world and are more of a legend.

However, we do hear about immortal weapons from time to time.

According to legend, the Jiutian Sect, the number one sect in Yalongling, has a half-step immortal weapon known as the Sun and Moon Sword.

This sword is refined from three thousand six hundred kinds of spiritual medicines, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the refined gold of Western Taiyi. It is silent and invisible when used, and appears and disappears according to the mind of the person who controls the sword. It is extremely powerful and can travel through the void to imprison the enemy. I don't know how many Taoists' blood it has bathed in.

What's more, it is said that among the fairy mountains overseas, some mountains are transformed from fairy artifacts left in the mortal world. They are extremely yang and red, and are indestructible. One day they fell to the ground and combined with the dragon energy of the earth's veins to form a group of mountains, integrating all things and multiplying and prospering. They are the predecessors of a small world.

Even if it is a fragment of an immortal weapon, each piece embodies the mighty power of heaven and earth, and contains the power to destroy the world.

Even if it is just a small piece of it, if it can be used by a monk, it can turn the situation of a war in an instant.

Its sharp edge is invincible and can cause mountains to collapse and rivers to flow backwards.

After practicing till now, Ye Yang was only one step away from the realm of Yuanshen Dao. However, let alone immortal weapons, even Yuanshen Dao weapons were something Ye Yang had never seen.

That is to say, in recent times, along with the improvement of cultivation.

Ye Yang came into contact with a wider world. He first destroyed the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect and obtained the Star-Breaking Sword Box.

Afterwards, he met the ancient Qilin clan, a hidden clan. With the help of the ancient Qilin clan's venues and manpower, he refined the Qiankun Gold Stone and upgraded the Evil King's Sword to the level of a Yuanshen Taoist weapon.

Now I have two complete spiritual weapons in my hands.

So at this moment, when Ye Yang suddenly heard the news about the immortal weapon, he really couldn't believe it, and a feeling of shock surged in his heart.

This is a legendary existence, and also a sacred object that every practitioner dreams of.

It not only contains endless power, but also carries the dreams and pursuits of countless monks.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Yang muttered to himself, his eyes revealing shock that was hard to conceal.

He never thought that one day he would be able to come into contact with a magic weapon.

Not even a fragment, let alone getting it.

However, a voice inside him kept telling him that this was real and all this was happening.

"Since I have encountered an opportunity."

Ye Yang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"There's no reason to stop anyway."

In the Water Curtain Cave here, water vapor is dense, stalactites are of various shapes, and the ground is filled with water vapor and haze.

After Ye Yang found the target, he frantically used his spiritual sense to search here for a long time. However, after searching hard, he did not see the scabbard, let alone the fragments of the scabbard.

At this moment, Ye Yang's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at the old man in his hand.

The old man was now held in Ye Yang's hand. Under Ye Yang's great strength, his face turned pale and he looked haggard. He trembled under Ye Yang's grip.

Ye Yang exerted a little force on his hands and said sternly.

"Where is the scabbard of the Yitian sword? Are you holding it in your hand? Tell me the truth and don't force me to use force!"

The old man's head shook like a rattle, and he spoke in a trembling voice with a crying tone.

"Senior, I didn't take it. How could I dare to touch such a divine object? Even the method of making the Immortal Puppet was obtained from the palace ruins. Please spare my life, spare my life!"

Ye Yang had some doubts in his heart.

But I also understand that what the old man said might be true.

Otherwise, his search just now would definitely have found the necessary traces.

now.

Ye Yang let go of his hand, threw the old man aside, and began to search around in the cave again.

Don't miss any corner, even the smallest gap, and explore it carefully.

He moved back and forth in the cave, and the water vapor wet his clothes, but he was completely unaware.

After a while, Ye Yang seemed to feel something.

He set his eyes on the ice and snow lotus coffin.

At this moment, on this ice and snow lotus coffin.

Ye Yang seemed to have discovered some different auras.

He was delighted, stepped forward quickly, and pushed the lotus ice coffin open with force.

After the lotus ice coffin was moved away, the huge rock rolled down with a dull sound.

Behind the boulder, an object emitting a faint light came into view.

It was a jet-black scabbard.

Perhaps it is because the divine object is self-obscure.

The scabbard was pitch black all over, without much complexity or tediousness, it was as ordinary as it could be.

Only the scabbard was engraved with a few ancient and complex patterns. At this moment, in Ye Yang's hands, those patterns were like living things, faintly flowing with mysterious power.

Ye Yang gently picked up the scabbard, which was cold to the touch. A strange force instantly spread through his arm and spread throughout his body, vibrating his meridians.

He could clearly feel that this scabbard was no ordinary item.

It may be because it has been too long that the scabbard has long lost its former glory and has been ruthlessly eroded by time and has become dilapidated.

The originally smooth surface was covered with dense cracks, as if it would be completely shattered with the slightest touch.

The runes on the scabbard also became dim, and the fairy spirit it once had was long gone.

He carefully put the scabbard into his arms, and then searched in the water curtain cave for a while.

But apart from the ice coffin, nothing was found.

This thing can be used by a powerful man to bury the body of his son, and it is also suspected to be the place where the immortal old demon king sat in meditation. It is unusual no matter how you look at it.

Ye Yang also put away the lotus ice coffin.

After doing this, his gaze slowly shifted to the old man cowering beside him, his eyes full of scrutiny and calculation.

The old man's heart suddenly tightened, as if hit by a heavy hammer.

He exchanged a glance with Ye Yang, and felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and blurted out the words subconsciously.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you...you are not going to refine me into an immortal puppet, are you?"

Ye Yang looked calm, his eyes wandering over the old man, and said slowly
"Fellow Daoist, you have already cultivated to the realm of a true person. If you don't use this excellent physical aptitude to refine an immortal puppet, wouldn't it be a waste of this great foundation?"

His voice was low, but it seemed to carry an unquestionable determination.

"Damn it, so cruel!"

The old man shouted, his eyes full of fear and anger.

He knew very well that once he was refined into a fairy puppet, he would completely lose consciousness, become a killing tool controlled by others, and fall into darkness forever.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated. All his magic power surged and turned into a stream of light, fleeing madly towards the exit of the cave.

However, Ye Yang would not let him escape so easily.

Ye Yang snorted coldly and waved his hand. A spiritual power barrier as solid as a substance instantly condensed at the entrance of the cave.

The old man hit his head on the barrier with a dull "bang" and was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

"You can't escape."

Ye Yang walked towards the old man step by step, and every step seemed to step on the old man's heart. The old man struggled to get up, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his hands quickly formed seals, muttering something.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't force me. Since I can't escape death, let's fight to the death!"

Suddenly, raging flames ignited all over his body. The flames were an eerie dark blue color, with a bone-corrosive high temperature. It was a desperate attack that he launched at the cost of burning his own golden elixir power.

However, Ye Yang did not show any surprise when he saw this.

He pointed with one hand and quickly circulated his spiritual power. Countless knife and sword lights appeared in front of him. The knife and sword aura intertwined with each other, forming a knife-like vortex.

A vast dark blue flame rushed over, and the moment it came into contact with the shield, a violent roar broke out.

The flames madly corroded the edge of the sword, making a sizzling sound.

After a while, the sword light did not appear.

But the old man's face turned pale and he was obviously feeling very uncomfortable.

At this moment, burning the golden elixir essence was causing him great damage. His face became paler and his body was shaky, but the madness in his eyes did not diminish at all. "It's not that easy to refine me!"

"Fellow Daoist, please stop resisting!"

Ye Yang shouted softly, and his hands quickly changed seals. His magic power surged wildly, gathering into golden runes.

Those runes intertwined together to form a huge spiritual power cage, covering the old man.

The old man was no longer able to fight, and the excessive consumption of his original power made him almost exhausted.

He watched helplessly as the spiritual power cage fell and trapped himself inside, his heart filled with despair.

"No! I'm not reconciled!"

The old man let out a sharp scream, and the sound echoed in the cave.

Ye Yang walked slowly to the cage and said as he looked at the old man struggling in it.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. Once I understand the method of making the Immortal Puppet from you, I will definitely let you go."

The old man was even more furious, he knew that the other party was treating him as a guinea pig.

However, this man was too powerful and he had no chance to fight back at all.

"Fellow Daoist, I am old and weak. Using me to test the Immortal Puppet may affect your grand plan."

But before he could say a word, the man smiled and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you are very powerful. It is not easy to find a Tiangang Zhenren in the outside world. You have entered the turbulence of time and space. The sect behind you may have thought you were missing. I think you are the most suitable."

After saying that, Ye Yang followed the instructions of the Immortal Puppet Making Method and was about to imprison the old man's soul. As the seal was performed, the magic power in front of Ye Yang became more and more powerful, and the old man's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his soul seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and was about to be completely wiped out.

Just when the old man's consciousness was about to fade away.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar outside the cave, as if thousands of troops were galloping, or a landslide.

Ye Yang was startled, stopped what he was doing and looked outside the cave.

I saw that cracks began to appear in the world outside the cave, and the longevity barrier began to collapse.

The huge mountain that was originally as solid as a mountain was more like broken glass. Rays of light leaked out from the cracks, reflecting a doomsday scene.

"It looks like the immortality barrier is about to break."

Ye Yang opened his eyes and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

After saying this, he put the old man down for the time being and turned to walk out of the cave.

As soon as I stepped out of the cave, I saw the sky covered with dark clouds. Black lightning flashed through the clouds, as if it was going to tear the entire world apart.

On the ground, the earth was cracked layer by layer. It was like the end of the world. The previously peaceful and harmonious world had now become unrecognizable.

Strong winds whistled past, sweeping up sand and rocks all over the sky. The mountains in the distance rose and fell, as if they were being kneaded by an invisible giant hand. The mountains were twisted and deformed, and some places even collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

The ground beneath his feet was constantly shaking, and every shake made Ye Yang feel a palpitation.

Further away, among the hazy mountains, boiling magma was constantly erupting. The blazing red light illuminated half the sky, while also bringing with it a breath of destruction.

In just a few hours, the whole world became chaotic. Countless trees fell down, rivers dried up, birds and beasts flew away in panic, and the world was in turmoil.

The moment I saw this.

Ye Yang secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

The next moment, Ye Yang hurriedly stuffed the man into the puppet, and then took him to the sky.

There are many things in the ruins of the palace at this moment, but they are now crumbling into pieces.

Seeing this situation, Ye Yang could only wave his hand, and then a mysterious light flew out from his sleeves. He put a batch of spiritual food into the storage bag, and without bothering to look closely, he flew away.

Flying in the air, the strong wind whistled in his ears and Ye Yang's clothes rustled.

After a while, Ye Yang saw the location of the purple electric silver peach mother tree.

At this moment, the closer they got to the mother tree of the Purple Lightning Silver Peach, the denser the surrounding spiritual energy became, and the more serious the collapse of this world became.

Purple lightning flashed through the clouds like snakes, each containing the power to destroy the world.

The turbulence in Ye Yang's space finally reached the purple electric silver peach mother tree, just when Ye Yang approached the purple electric silver peach mother tree.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm struck straight towards them.

Ye Yang's face suddenly changed, he suddenly turned sideways, and waved his hand to avoid the lightning, narrowly avoiding the attack.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several more lightning bolts attacked from different directions.

Ye Yang gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power around him surged, forming a transparent shield that tightly protected him and the old man.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lightning continued to strike the shield, making a deafening sound.

The mother tree of Purple Electric Silver Peach is towering into the clouds, with an extremely thick trunk. Purple light flickers between the branches and leaves, and the leaves crackle and flash like electric sparks.

Just when Ye Yang approached the mother tree.

A powerful pressure surged from all directions.

"Fellow Daoist, you followed that yellow beast into the sky, but what happened?"

Hear this voice.

Ye Yang narrated all his strange experiences in the fairy palace in the clouds.

From the chance encounter with the immortal Yuliang to the discovery of the mysterious Water Curtain Cave, the story is told one by one.

After saying this, Ye Yang looked at the silver peach mother tree with a serious expression and asked.

"Senior, I felt the extraordinary power in that barrier, and I also came across a line of words. It is said that this longevity barrier is the place where a demon king lived and passed away. I wonder if it is true or not?"

The giant tree swayed its branches slightly, making a soft sound that seemed like a sigh, or helplessness.

"Fellow Daoist, this world has existed since I was born, and I don't know the exact origin of this world."

When Ye Yang heard this, ripples appeared in his heart.

Now it seems that the secret of this longevity barrier is far more profound than he had imagined.

He lowered his head in deep thought, all sorts of strange scenes within the barrier constantly appearing in his mind.

“I don’t know if those secrets will still exist after this world collapses.”

Ye Yang groaned, seeming to be thinking about something.

At this moment, a faint but urgent voice sounded in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Ye... I wonder if you... can take me away from this world..."

Ye Yang was shocked.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Yang responded quickly and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

"This little world is crumbling, and I am tied to the fate of the greater land. If this place is reduced to ruins, I will be doomed too. Moving me to a safe place can save my life, and perhaps find a glimmer of hope for us."

"I'll give it a try."

Ye Yang carefully exerted his tremendous strength, and the heaven and earth shook. At this moment, a faint purple light appeared around the purple electric silver peach mother tree.

As the last step was completed, the ground around the Purple Electric Silver Peach mother tree began to rise slowly. The entire tree along with the land beneath it was gently lifted up. Countless cracks appeared on the surrounding ground and began to collapse.

The originally quiet forest was instantly broken by a series of dull roars, as if it was the earth's painful groan, and the entire land shook violently.

Ye Yang managed to keep his body steady, and wherever he looked he saw shocking scenes.

Rocks rolled, trees were uprooted, and dust filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that the wooden body of the Purple Lightning Silver Peach mother tree was too huge. It had been rooted here for who knows how many years, breathing in spiritual energy and purifying the space. It had long been closely connected with the longevity barrier of this cave.

It seems that the two are integrated into one, and if one move is affected, the whole body will be affected, so migration is not easy.

Ye Yang frowned, thinking hard for a solution.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of the remnant soul of the lucky dragon he had obtained before.

Ye Yang took out the wooden box that contained the lucky dragon. The wooden box felt warm to the touch, and had intricate patterns carved on its surface.

The giant tree was slightly stunned when it saw this.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, what is this wooden box?"

Ye Yang gently stroked the wooden box and said in a deep voice: "This wooden box is extraordinary. It can be used to hide the soul."

After saying that, Ye Yang circulated his spiritual power and tried to open the wooden box carefully.

(End of this chapter)