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

Think of this.

Ye Yang's mind suddenly became clear, as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining. A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes for an instant, as if he had found a direction in the fog.

"Senior Yuqing, thank you for your careful guidance! I hope you can also tell me the exact location of the Sword Burial Valley."

Ye Yang spoke earnestly and asked with a fist clasped.

The corners of Yu Qingzi's mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, and he calmly took out an ancient jade slip from his wide sleeves.

With a light tap of his fingertips, a lively light flashed, and an extremely detailed map slowly emerged on the jade slip.

"This Sword Burial Valley is the secret place of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. It is extremely hidden and is located at the junction of the Dragon-Suppressing Ridge and the Southern Wasteland. The journey is dangerous and requires crossing a poisonous miasma swamp that stretches for three thousand miles before there is a chance to reach it."

As Yu Qingzi spoke, he pointed to a valley marked with blood on the map with a serious expression.

"The sword energy here is rampant and dangerous. Fellow Daoist Ye, please be extremely careful when you go there."

Ye Yang took the jade slip with both hands, and after carefully examining it with an attentive gaze, he looked solemn, bowed solemnly to Yu Qingzi, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Yu Qing's kindness, Ye will definitely remember it in his heart."

next moment.

After Ye Yang put away the jade slip properly, he seemed to suddenly remember something important. A hint of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he asked again.

"By the way, Senior Yuqing, Senior Qinglian Sword Immortal of your sect once helped my Feitian Sect survive a great disaster. I have always wanted to thank him in person. I wonder if Senior Yuqing could introduce me to some people?"

When Yu Qingzi heard these words, the expression on his face changed slightly, but the change was extremely subtle and fleeting, and then he returned to calm.

He stroked the whisk gently.

"Fellow Daoist Ye's kindness is rare. But Senior Uncle Qinglian is often traveling outside, and his whereabouts are erratic. Even for us juniors, we rarely have the opportunity to meet him, so it is really difficult to arrange an introduction."

Ye Yang's eyes flashed slightly, and he keenly caught Yu Qingzi's hesitation at that moment. He already knew in his heart that there must be another hidden story behind this matter, but it was not convenient to ask more questions at the moment, so he could only smile slightly.

"In that case, I can only hope to see you again in the future."

Yu Qingzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject without leaving any trace.
"When does Fellow Daoist Ye plan to leave for the Sword Burial Valley?"

"This matter cannot be delayed. The demons are coming with such force that the sooner the better. Once I am ready, I will set off."

After Yu Qingzi was no longer around, Ye Yang pondered in his heart.

"Green Lotus Sword Immortal... The Taixu Dao Sect is so secretive about this matter. It seems that the identity of this Sword Immortal Senior is not as simple as people imagine."

Ye Yang muttered to himself, his eyes deep.

His fingers gently stroked the jade slip in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"However, the most important thing right now is to make preparations and go to the Sword Burial Valley to find out what's going on. If this Heavenly Immortal Sword Art is really from the same source as the Sky-Splitting Sword Art..."

Thinking of this, Ye Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the sword energy around him burst out involuntarily like a horse that had broken free from its reins, quickly forming an invisible sword domain around him, and the sharp sword intent spread out in all directions.

"Swoosh--" A dazzling sword light cut through the sky like lightning. In the blink of an eye, Ye Yang's figure disappeared into the clouds, leaving only the whistling sound of the wind echoing on the top of the mountain.
Inside the Taixu Taoist sect.

Yu Qingzi looked in the direction where Ye Yang left, his brows tightly furrowed, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Brother, we spent a lot of effort to get the Sword Burial Valley. Is it really safe to tell him the location of the Sword Burial Valley so easily?"

An elder walked out slowly from the back of the hall, his face full of worry.

Yu Qingzi sighed softly, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something, and spoke slowly.

"This boy's attainments in the art of swordsmanship are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. He is also gifted and talented. If he can obtain the Sky-Splitting Sword Art, he may really have a chance to comprehend the secret of the Flying Fairy from the Sky. I have a feeling that this demon disaster is by no means as simple as imagined."

"At critical moments, it's always good to have a powerful helper."

"As for Uncle Qinglian..."

He paused, then spoke in a low voice, as if he were talking about something extremely secret.

"Hurry up and give orders. If anyone outside of your group inquires about Master Qinglian's news, tell them that Master Qinglian is in seclusion recently to comprehend forbidden sword techniques and will not see any outsiders."

"Yes, I understand."

After hearing Yu Qingzi's instructions, the man nodded hurriedly. He also sensed something from Yu Qingzi's words and stopped talking.

On the other side, Ye Yang and Yan Qingying had already returned to Feitianmen together.

The two walked along and looked into the distance. In the distance, the sea of ​​clouds was surging, like thousands of horses galloping or dragons dancing, with an extremely majestic momentum.

Strong winds whistled past, and the sharp whistling sound echoed in the ears, just like the tense situation in the world of cultivation, which seemed calm on the surface but was actually turbulent with undercurrents and lurking dangers.

"Brother, after the Taixu Dao Sect meeting, what is their attitude?"

Ye Yang sighed slightly and spoke slowly.

"The demons are coming with great force and are unstoppable. Their ambitions are obvious. Although the major sects have reached a consensus on uniting to fight the enemy, in reality, they all have their own ulterior motives and different thoughts."

"We must also make thorough preparations as early as possible and must not take it lightly, otherwise we will inevitably fall into an irretrievable situation."

After saying that, he slowly turned his head and looked at Yan Qingying.

"Junior sister, I plan to practice in seclusion for a period of time, concentrate on studying swordsmanship, and improve my own strength. During my seclusion, I will have to trouble you to take care of the affairs of the sect."

Yan Qingying looked solemn and nodded vigorously, her eyes firm and persistent, and she spoke in a steady and powerful tone.

"Brother, please rest assured during your retreat. I will take care of everything in the sect. I will do my best and live up to your trust."

The mountain behind Feitianmen.

In the mysterious forbidden area full of taboos, in an ancient stone chamber that has experienced the test of time, there is sharp sword energy everywhere today.

Ye Yang sat cross-legged in the center of the stone chamber, his expression calm and focused. In front of him was the jade slip that recorded the location of the Buried Sword Valley.

At this moment, this jade slip was emitting a faint glow and slowly floating in the air.

Ye Yang closed his eyes lightly, and the sword energy around him was like a nimble dragon, flowing freely around his body, constantly colliding and agitating, forming tiny and deep space cracks in the stone chamber.

"Flying Fairy from the Sky...Splitting Heaven Sword Technique..."

Suddenly, Ye Yang opened his eyes abruptly, and two extremely sharp sword lights burst out from his eyes, like two bright lightning bolts, instantly illuminating the entire stone chamber.

The next moment, he put his fingers together, turned them into a sword, and lightly slashed towards the void.

"Hey!"

Along with a crisp and sharp sound, a deep crack in the void was actually created.

"Over the years, I have become more and more proficient in mastering the power of the void."

Looking at the crack that appeared in the air, Ye Yang slowly retracted his sword.

The next moment he walked out of the Feitian Gate and soon found himself standing in front of a desolate and dilapidated ruin.

This was the location of the Lietian Sword Sect, but it was later destroyed by a coalition of several sects, with the Feitian Sect being one of the participants.

At this moment, in the middle of the ruins, there is a huge light curtain of formation.

Through the huge light curtain of the formation, one can see a huge monument several dozen feet high that looks like an inverted sword, standing tall and majestic.

Although the stone tablet has experienced the ruthless erosion of time, it still exudes a terrifying and sharp sword intent.

At this moment, there were still many monks in Taoist robes guarding in front of the stone tablet. When they saw Ye Yang coming, several people flew out from the stone tablet, came together, and walked in front of Ye Yang.

"Who?"

"Fellow Daoist, this is the territory of the Taixu Dao Sect and Feitian Sect. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Sensing Ye Yang's aura as deep as the ocean, those people's hearts trembled, and they looked at each other. Even though they were cultivators at the level of True Person, they couldn't see clearly the cultivation level of the person in front of them.

I think even if it’s not that old monster Yuanshen, it’s not far off.

The cultivation world is in chaos right now, and this person comes here so suddenly, could he be plotting something?

Thinking of this, the few of them looked at each other and became even more alert. (End of this chapter)