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

"We must invite Senior Zhi Tianji, but we also need to invite another formation master. If we work together with the two formation masters, we may be able to set up a formation that is difficult for even the Void Refining cultivators to break through."

"You mean?"

In a trance, Gu Xuan seemed to have thought of something.

Ye Yang nodded and then spoke.

"Yes, it is the Jiutian Sect."

Jiutian Sect, the number one sect in Yalongling, naturally has extraordinary foundation, but the formation masters in the sect are all arrogant and proud, so ordinary sects can't invite them at all.

"The price may be high..."

Gu Xuan said in a deep voice, with a hint of helplessness and worry in his tone.

"No matter how high the price is, it is better than destroying the clan. Once the mountain protection formation is completed, Feitian Clan can truly gain a firm foothold."

The next moment, the spiritual power flowed through Ye Yang's fingertips, condensing into a ray of bright light, and deftly outlined a complex message pattern in the void.

The rune's light flickered, and in a moment, it transformed into a green and red psionic butterfly.

The spirit butterfly flapped its wings lightly and flew gracefully into the depths of the clouds.

Jiutian Sect, Qinxin Peak.

The clouds and mist linger on the towering mountains like a veil, and the melodious sound of the piano wafts from the peaks, like the sound of nature.

Fairy Qiluo, dressed in snow-white clothes, sits elegantly on the jade platform. Her bare hands gently stroke the strings of the zither, and the lively music flows out like a gurgling spring, lingering and echoing among the mountains.

Dozens of disciples around him closed their eyes and concentrated, concentrating on feeling the mystery of the piano music and immersed in a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped. Qi Luo's fingertips trembled slightly, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she had noticed something strange. She slowly raised her eyes and looked towards the distant sky, only to see a paper crane slowly flying in the sky.

"Master?"

The disciples below opened their eyes one after another, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Qiluo did not answer, but just waved her sleeves lightly, and the green and red butterfly landed steadily in her palm.

"This is……"

After reading the information above, Qi Luo's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise, and her fingertips lightly tapped on the butterfly wings.

In an instant, Ye Yang's familiar voice sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ye Yang?"

The corners of Fairy Qiluo's lips unconsciously lifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"This famous master of both swords and sabers has been a mysterious senior since he broke through to the Yuanshen Dao realm. How could he suddenly contact me after not seeing me for so many years?"

She waved her hand gently, signaling her disciples to continue their practice on their own. Then she stood up and walked towards the quiet room at the top of the mountain with light lotus steps.

After closing the door of the quiet room, Fairy Qiluo finally breathed a sigh of relief after reading the information on it.

"So you need me to introduce you to the formation master of Jiu Tian Sect."

"Recently, the world has changed drastically. Many seniors in the sect have been traveling around to explore the traces of alien races. Currently, only Senior Tianzhenzi is here. Although he is one of the three great formation masters of Jiutian Sect, he has a strange personality..."

When replying to this point, Fairy Qiluo paused for a moment and her tone became serious.

Feitian Gate, in the Chuanxin Pavilion.

Ye Yang waved his hand and a paper crane flew down from the sky. After a while, the crane fell into Ye Yang's hand.

After reading the above information, Ye Yang's eyes flashed, unable to hide his excitement.

It turned out to be Tianzhenzi!

Ye Yang had also heard of this person's reputation.

It is said that this man had successfully arranged the extremely powerful "Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Array" with his exquisite array skills, and his reputation spread far and wide, and his power was so great that it overwhelmed Longling.

It is said that he was one of the leaders of Jiutian Sect's mountain protection formation.

If we could get his help, Feitianmen’s mountain protection formation would definitely be elevated to a whole new level.

But he had also heard that this person had a strange personality, so he still needed to be more prepared.

"Someone, hurry up and prepare some gifts."

three days later.

The clouds in front of the Jiutian Sect’s mountain gate are gorgeous and dreamy.

Ye Yang stepped on the air and flew over with a nimble figure. Outside the mountain gate, a familiar figure in white had been waiting for a long time. Qi Luo was holding a guqin, with a graceful figure and watery eyes, like a fairy in a painting. Seeing Ye Yang coming, the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile.

"Friend Ye, no, I should call you Senior Ye now. I haven't seen you for many years. I just wonder if your sword is still as sharp as before?"

Qiluo asked softly, with a hint of playfulness in her tone.

Ye Yang chuckled.
"If the fairy is interested, why not give it a try?"

When Qi Luo heard Ye Yang say this, her face suddenly turned red. She turned around and walked forward, hiding the embarrassment on her face.

"Stop joking, let's go, Senior Tian Zhenzi doesn't like to wait for people."

The two of them walked into the Jiutian Sect's mountain gate side by side, and their figures gradually disappeared in the clouds.

The clouds and mist lingered between the peaks, like a dream. After a while, the two descended from the clouds and saw a stone pavilion in front of them with an ancient charm.

The stone pavilion hangs on the steep cliff.

In the pavilion, an old man in a gray robe was sitting quietly. His hair and beard had turned white with time, but his eyes were as bright as cold stars. At this moment, he was standing in front of the chessboard, and his fingertips were gently fiddling with a few chess pieces that were sparkling with mysterious starlight.

Fairy Qiluo walked lightly, leading Ye Yang up the winding stone steps. After arriving at the stone pavilion, she bowed slightly and saluted respectfully, "Senior Tianzhenzi, this is the Taoist friend Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swordsmanship and sabering."

Tian Zhenzi didn't even raise his head, but just made a faint sound from his nose.

He slowly said, "You are actually a cultivator in the Yuanshen Dao realm. Your cultivation is quite good. But you want to see me?"

Ye Yang looked solemn, clasped his fists and bowed, saying loudly: "I have long heard of your extraordinary attainments in formations, and I have come here today to ask you for advice."

"Excuse me?" Tian Zhenzi sneered and finally raised his head. His gaze was like a sharp blade, mercilessly scraping across Ye Yang's body.

"Feitian Gate has been razed to the ground. You are just a homeless dog. What can you ask me for advice?"

Qiluo's expression changed slightly, her brows furrowed slightly, and she was about to speak to explain, but Ye Yang raised his hand slightly to stop her.

His expression was calm, and he said calmly: "Although the sect has been destroyed, its courage is still there, and it also has sharp fangs."

This was how he behaved when we first met. He was very aggressive in his words and his temper was really weird.

Tian Zhenzi narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth.

"Okay! Then I'd like to take a good look at your fangs to see if they are sharp enough!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves violently, and a powerful spiritual power surged out like a raging wave.

Eight dazzling beams of light suddenly rose up from all around the stone pavilion, intertwining and entwining to form an extremely complex formation that enveloped Ye Yang tightly.

"This formation is called 'Eight Gates Soul Locking'. If you have the ability to break it, I will patiently listen to your request."

Tian Zhenzi sneered.

"But if you can't break it...get out of this Jiutian Sect immediately!"

Ye Yang stood steadily in the formation, with light patterns flowing around him like a nimble dragon. The eight formation gates kept changing their positions, making people dizzy.

Behind every door, there seems to be a deadly murderous intent lurking, ready to give the intruder a heavy blow at any time.

"Eight Gates Locking Soul..." Ye Yang muttered to himself in a low voice, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, like a sharp blade out of its sheath. This formation is based on the ancient Eight Diagrams, with the gates of life and death changing alternately, which is very powerful.

Once an ordinary cultivator steps into this formation, he will lose his way in an instant, as if he were in an endless maze, let alone breaking out of the formation.

Ye Yang slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness spread out like a surging tide, sensing the subtle trajectory of the formation's operation inch by inch.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. After three breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, a sword energy shot out from Tianya's sword finger like a rainbow, rushing out like lightning, and rushing straight to the direction of the "Jingmen".

It instantly pierced into the center of the formation!
"boom!"

The formation shook violently, as if it were an enraged beast, and let out a deafening roar.

However, it did not collapse as Ye Yang expected. Tian Zhenzi saw this and sneered, "You only know how to break the formation with brute force? How childish!"

Ye Yang's expression did not change, he was not in a hurry, and suddenly changed his tactics.

Countless sword beams surged in his left hand, like surging black waves, spreading out in an instant.

He let out a light shout and slammed his fist to the ground. The wind from his fist turned into a blade light, and the air was distorted wherever it passed.

"Crack!"

The ground cracked in response, and cracks spread rapidly like a ferocious spider web. The array pattern hidden underground was forcibly broken by this powerful force. The eight beams of light suddenly dimmed by three points, and the power of the array also weakened.

Tian Zhenzi frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "With the cultivation of the middle stage of Yuanshen Dao Realm, this person... can actually see through the underground array base?" (End of this chapter)