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

Accompanied by Ye Yang's order.

The inspection hall in the sect was soon established.

This news was like a thunderclap, instantly alarming the entire Feitian Gate.

For a while, there was panic in the air, and everyone was secretly speculating and feeling uneasy.

Pingyuanfang Market.

In a room swallowed by darkness, the candlelight flickered like a ghost fire, and the faint light struggled and jumped in the small space.

Although the house is not big, it is full of jewels and precious stones. The red corals from the South China Sea and the South China Sea are in different shapes, some stretching out like branches, and some blooming like flowers.

The Tiannv Gauze from the Western Regions was as thin as a cicada's wing, sparkling with colorful light under the candlelight, while the Ice Jade from the Northern Frontier was even more crystal clear, and the chill seemed to radiate through the candlelight, making people shiver.

In just a simple house, there are rare treasures from the Northern Frontier, the South China Sea, the Western Regions and other places.

"Deacon Wang, you said this inspection hall..."

Suddenly, a voice came from the dark room.

The sound spread in the darkness, and seemed to be mixed with a hint of fear and trembling.

In the shade of the candlelight, the man's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were rubbing together nervously. The dense beads of sweat on his forehead reflected the faint candlelight, like a layer of fine light film.

"Why panic!"

The man whom he called Master Wang opened his eyes wide and scolded in a low voice, with a hint of ruthlessness flashing in the depths of his turbid eyes.

"I have been working in Feitianmen for decades. What kind of storms and waves have I not seen?"

Although his words were tough, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table revealed his inner panic. The tapping sound was without rhythm and as chaotic as his mood at the moment.

Just at this time.

Outside the secret room, a sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Elder Wang stood up suddenly. His movements were so agile that he didn't look like an old man. A matte dagger hidden in his sleeve suddenly slid into his palm.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, his tense body slowly relaxed. He took a long breath and sat back in his chair.

"But……"

The man wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Elder Wang's impatient wave of his hand.

"Do you think you can catch us by setting up an inspection office? What a joke!" Elder Wang sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"This secret room of mine was built using an ancient secret method. Unless a powerful person above the level of Tiangang Zhenren comes in person, he will never be able to discover it."

As he spoke, his eyes slowly swept across the walls of the secret room. There were dozens of luminous pearls inlaid on the walls. They looked ordinary, but in fact each one contained a powerful forbidden force that enveloped the room.

Suddenly, Elder Wang's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

He noticed that the light of one of the night pearls was slightly dimmer than before, as if the fire of life was about to go out.

"not good!"

He exclaimed, standing up suddenly.

"who is it!"

As he spoke, he stood up.

The words were still echoing in the secret room when the door exploded with a loud bang.

A blinding light suddenly poured in, blinding people so much that they could not open their eyes. Three figures stepped steadily into the light.

The leader had a grim face, was tall, had a pair of triangular eyes, and was wearing a black robe unique to the Inspection Hall. There was a small golden sword embroidered on his chest, which sparkled in the light.

"I've met Elder Wang."

Seeing this figure, Hall Master Wang was shocked and didn't know how Elder Wang could appear here.

This bloodthirsty wolf Wang Dong once caused a stir many years ago. Later, with the help of the sect, he broke through to the realm of true person. He is extremely murderous and terrifying.

Looking at the other person at this moment, even if the other person didn't say anything, my legs couldn't help but tremble.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"This secret room is extremely exquisite. If you were not so nervous that the restrictions fluctuated, we would have had a hard time discovering it."

Elder Wang's face turned pale instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"I wonder if Elder Wang is here today to ask for my cooperation."

"follow me."

Wang Dong raised his hand slightly, and a golden light flashed, like the sun's rays descending. The dagger in Master Wang's hand instantly turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

"You'd better save your energy."

Wang Dong sighed softly.

Hall Master Wang seemed to have thought of something and his face suddenly turned pale.

He knew in his heart that it was all over.

Since Wang Dong even gave such a treasure, it was obvious that he had been planning this for a long time, and he had already fallen into the trap carefully set by the other party.

"take away!"

The disciple from the patrol hall waved his hand, and the two people behind him immediately stepped forward and restrained Hall Master Wang like an eagle catching a chick.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the secret room.

"Wait a minute, Elder Wang, even if I am a deacon, there are still sect rules to arrest me. I don't know why you want to take me away today."

Elder Wang clenched his teeth, his face turned ashen, and he was very angry.

Wang Dong chuckled, and his laughter echoed in the secret room.

“Because I know that some people in the sect have forgotten their identities.

His eyes were like knives, and he swept coldly over Elder Wang. "You colluded with evil cultivators and robbed merchants. Your strength is not great, but you used some tricks."

Hall Master Wang's whole body trembled violently, as if he had been electrocuted, and he finally realized that he had been completely exposed.

He smiled miserably, his laughter full of despair and unwillingness.

"The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!"

Wang Dong shook his head slowly, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Kill you? How can you, a mere warrior cultivator, be qualified for me to kill you? That's just wishful thinking. You are not qualified for me to do it. Besides, for you, if I kill you directly, it will be too easy for you."

After finishing speaking, Wang Dong turned and left, leaving only one sentence that echoed in the secret room for a long time.

"Take him back to the punishment hall and let him have a good taste of what it means to live a life worse than death."

……

And the other side.

The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sunlight poured unhindered onto the winding trade road.

In the sky, an extremely huge silver beast, under human control, roared through the sky with silver iron feathers all over its body.

Zhao Ming, the trade route steward, stood steadily on the broad back of the Big Sun Star Beast. He looked into the distance at the trade route that seemed to have no end ahead of him, and a smug smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That smile concealed greed and complacency that were difficult for others to detect.

Before I knew it, I had been in charge of the trade route at Feitianmen for thirty years.

The benefits he gained from it over the years were so great that he bought evil energy and broke through to the late stage of warrior.

In addition, it supported him to purchase several luxurious properties in the sect's plain market and lead a life of luxury.

After this trade route ends, the spirit stones obtained from it can be used to buy a few more shops in Pingyuan Market.

Just when Zhao Ming was immersed in his beautiful dream.

In an instant, the sky suddenly darkened, as if the sunlight was blocked by a huge curtain.

Zhao Ming subconsciously looked up and saw a purple figure standing in the air, just blocking the scorching sun and casting a strange shadow.

She was a woman in green.

She had picturesque eyebrows and features, a tall figure, a slightly sallow complexion, a cold sword behind her, and a chilling chill emanating from her body.

"Master Yanyan?"

When Zhao Ming saw this figure, his face turned pale instantly. He forced a stiff smile and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"What are you"

Yan Qingying looked down at him with cold eyes, as if she was looking at an insignificant ant.

There was a flash of light in her hand, and a golden message suddenly unfolded out of thin air without any warning, sparkling brightly in the sunlight.

"Zhao Ming, the steward of Feitianmen's business route, during his tenure, he embezzled a total of 287,654 spiritual stones and embezzled 372 pieces of various natural treasures."

Yan Qingying's cold and emotionless voice echoed in the air.

Zhao Ming's face became paler and paler, as if the blood had been drained out. His legs began to tremble slightly, and he was in extreme fear and shock.

He could never have imagined that all his cautious and self-perfect actions over the years were actually seen by the sect, as if he had been running naked under someone's surveillance.

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Ming finally couldn't help but scream out, his voice full of despair and unwillingness.

"I understand clearly"

"It's obviously done very secretly, right?"

A mocking sneer appeared on Yan Qingying's lips, and that smile was as cold as the wind in December.

"You think you can escape the sect's eyes with those little tricks that are not worthy of being shown on the stage? How naive!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the golden list in her hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

A dazzling golden light shot out like lightning and instantly turned into a thick golden chain in the air, which tightly bound Zhao Ming with lightning speed.

"No!" Zhao Ming struggled frantically, using his hands and feet. Nine layers of black fire evil energy gushed out of his body wildly, and the space behind him was blurred by the burning of the black fire evil energy.

But the golden chain became tighter and tighter, as if it had life.

In the end, it sank directly into his body, leaving only a circle of golden halo surrounding his body.

"This is the Soul Binding Chain."

Yan Qingying looked indifferent and explained in a calm tone.

"Specially used to deal with unrepentant sect parasites like you."

After saying that, she slowly turned around and swept her eyes like a knife through the other people in the caravan. Her cold eyes seemed to be able to see through everyone's inner thoughts.

"Who else wants to try this?"

When everyone was swept by her gaze, they were suddenly silent and lowered their heads.

I didn't dare to look her in the eye, for fear that I would be the next one to be targeted.

It was not until this moment that they truly realized that the sect had really taken drastic measures this time to thoroughly rectify these corrupt phenomena.

Seeing this, Yan Qingying waved her hand gently, and a mysterious purple light curtain instantly enveloped Zhao Ming.

……

The above scene has been played out repeatedly in Feitianmen over the past period of time.

During this period of time, Feitian Sect has been conducting a massive investigation, and the atmosphere within the sect has improved significantly over time.

Seeing that the trend had been curbed to some extent, Ye Yang returned to the state of cultivation.

Inside the quiet room, it practices the Wanxiang Buddha Technique.

Ever since he broke through the Yuanshen realm, this technique has become much more powerful than before.

This method was originally used by Ye Yang when he was in the realm of true person.

It is a combination of the Huamai Xuantian Demonic Canon, the Nine Netherworld Divine Art, the Qiankun Gang Qigong and other methods, which were fused and refined with the help of the Dayun Dynasty's Zhaotian Dao Mirror.

At that time, from the perspective of a true person, it was naturally good.

However, considering the current strength and vision of the Yuanshen Dao realm, there are quite a few shortcomings, so I thought about supplementing and improving them.

In the secret room, Ye Yang sat cross-legged.

The surrounding walls are inlaid with countless spirit stones, emitting a bright light.

These spirit stones were arranged according to a special formation, forming a huge spirit gathering formation. Rich spiritual energy flowed in the secret room, turning into wisps of white mist.

Ye Yang closed his eyes slightly, and the true energy in his body circulated. As he breathed, the spiritual mist seemed to be drawn and slowly sank into his body.

“Vientiane Pagoda, all-encompassing”

He recited the formula of the technique softly.

The next moment, Ye Yang raised his hand and waved, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared in front of him.

Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and pictures emerged one after another.

There was a gleam in Ye Yang's eyes.

The Secret of the Vientiane Buddha (Taoism)
Current state: Minor success

Progress: 18%
The next level: Great success

[The Buddha of All Things, the Heaven and Earth, the Dao connects heaven and earth, and is a mountain nine feet high. Do nine turns of the exercise every day, and persist for a hundred years to achieve success.]

"Back then, in pursuit of power, we focused too much on integration and neglected the principle of mutual growth of all things."

He took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body began to flow along a new route.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in the secret room surged wildly, forming a huge vortex.

Ye Yang's body began to change.

The left half of the body glowed with a fiery red light, while the right half was shrouded in a cold blue air.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The red light and blue light suddenly fluctuated violently and began to repel each other.

Ye Yang's face changed, and he quickly circulated his true energy to suppress it, but he found that the more he suppressed it, the stronger the repulsive force became.

"not good!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the spiritual energy in the secret room had become chaotic.

The spiritual stones embedded in the wall shattered and turned into powder.

Ye Yang frowned slightly, and keenly realized that the Wanxiang Futu Jue that he had practiced for a long time had an unignorable flaw at a crucial node.

"If the route of the technique is adjusted like this, it might be much better."

Ye Yang's voice was low and firm, with unquestionable determination.

After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes, and the aura around him suddenly became restrained, as if he had merged into one with the entire world.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a vast and boundless starry sky suddenly emerged.

The stars shine brightly like gems inlaid on black velvet.

The clearer inner vision ability of Yuanshen Dao Realm allows him to see every subtle detail of the operation of the technique in an intuitive and clear way.

Ye Yang's mind moved slightly, and the stars in his sea of ​​consciousness instantly began to move along an extremely mysterious trajectory.

Each star is like a key component on a precision instrument, representing an important node in the practice.

And what connects these stars are threads woven from spiritual energy, shining with mysterious light, like the veins of fate.

"here……"

Ye Yang's consciousness was like a searchlight, his spiritual power surged out crazily, and he could see clearly.

There was a subtle lag in the circulation of his spiritual power in this area, like a reef in a turbulent river, blocking the smooth flow of spiritual power.

There was a flash of determination in Ye Yang's eyes. He used his skills without hesitation and slightly adjusted the positions of several stars.

However, the moment he made the change, a violent wave like an overwhelming tidal wave suddenly erupted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boom!" The powerful spiritual power was like a wild beast out of control, biting back madly.

Ye Yang groaned and his body trembled slightly.

After a slight adjustment, Ye Yang concentrated again and carefully readjusted the position of the stars.

This time, he was more cautious and every move was carefully considered.

"Om-"

A melodious and clear sound was heard in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally stagnant spiritual power suddenly became smooth, like a dredged river.

The spiritual power surged like a raging river, rushing thousands of miles, unstoppable.

A glimmer of surprise flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

He did not slack off at all and continued to deduce with full concentration, carefully reviewing the entire Wanxiang Futu Jue from beginning to end.

Whenever he encountered a problem with his spiritual power flowing slowly, he would stop and think deeply, pondering over it over and over again until he found the most perfect solution.

Time passed quietly and unconsciously.

Ye Yang was completely immersed in the deduction of the martial arts, as if he was isolated from the outside world.

His soul continued to evolve in his sea of ​​consciousness, like a skilled craftsman, meticulously carving the Wanxiang Buddha Sutra and pushing it to an unprecedented height.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Yang finally slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they contained endless mysteries of the stars, mysterious and unpredictable. "It's done."

There was a hint of joy and pride in Ye Yang's voice that was hard to conceal.

He could clearly feel that the Wanxiang Futu Jue, which he had carefully perfected, was running much faster than before.

Having nothing to do during this period of time, and having just achieved a breakthrough, Ye Yang originally thought that he could practice well.

However, I never expected that a month later, Huo Bingshuang came hurriedly with a serious look on her face and her steps were quick and flustered.

Behind her followed a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old. His clothes were tattered and the fabric was full of torn marks, as if he had experienced countless struggles and escapes.

There were still traces of tears on the boy's face. The tears left several clear marks on his dusty cheeks, making him look even more desolate.

"Master."

After seeing Ye Yang, Huo Bingshuang did not speak immediately. After a while, she avoided the young man, quietly walked to Ye Yang, lowered her voice, with a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in her tone.

"This is the descendant of the Zhou family of Xuanhe Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang frowned slightly and immediately turned his deep gaze to the young man.

Seeing this, the young man's knees went weak and he fell heavily to the ground with a thud. He spoke with a choked voice filled with endless sorrow and despair.

"Please take us in, ancestor! The Zhou family is gone!"

Ye Yang's heart tightened, and he quickly took a step forward, gently lifted the boy up with both hands, and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Tell me slowly, what happened?"

The boy wiped the tears from his face with trembling hands and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Some time ago, a group of cultivators from a foreign race broke into the Zhou family and said that they wanted us to surrender. Ancestor Xuanhe would rather die than surrender, and he firmly refused. So they just..."

At this point, the boy could no longer control his emotions, burst into tears, and his shoulders shook slightly.

At this time, Huo Bingshuang sighed lightly and took over the conversation.

"The Zhou family in Xuanhe Mountain where Xuanhe Zhenren lived was attacked. Xuanhe Zhenren is dead, and Bingyuhe is also dead. This child escaped at the cost of his life."

Ye Yang's heart was shaken. (End of this chapter)