Chapter 137 Purple Lightning Silver Peach Born in the Morning and Died in the Evening

It was an evening when Ye Yang came back, the dusk was low and the sunset was gorgeous.

A red sun hung above the horizon, and a warm light illuminated everyone in the Feitian Sect with a layer of golden color.

It was Yan Qingying who first discovered Ye Yang's return.

As soon as she shouted, a group of people quickly gathered around her.

"It's Senior Brother Ye."

This is the name given to people who are relatively close to him.

In addition, there were more names for people he was unfamiliar with.

"It's Protector Ye."

"Guardian Ye is back."

Although everyone didn't say it in their hearts, when Ye Yang came back riding the sun-chasing turtle covered in glowing light, for a moment, they felt that they had support and warmth in their hearts.

Returning to the cliff, Ye Yang discovered that the surrounding fog was so thick that people could not see the scenery a hundred meters away.

There were also huge changes in the sky. The originally blue sky was slowly turning dark yellow. He knew that the Evergreen Barrier was about to close.

Wang Dong came over to talk to Ye Yang.

During this period of time, everyone did not encounter any crisis. Many monks saw the spiritual nest cyclone on the top of the mountain and wanted to fight for it, but when they saw that they were outnumbered, they all gave up.

During this period of time, they also intercepted and killed many disciples of the Five Poison Sect. In the end, the disciples of the Five Poison Sect hid away as soon as they saw Feitian Sect's clothes.

"Senior Brother Ye, the Immortality Barrier will be closed soon."

Wang Dongyi had something to say. Hearing this, Ye Yang already guessed what he meant and said, "What do you think?"

Wang Dong hesitated for a while before speaking: "I heard that a silver peach appeared on Biyun Mountain. It is more than one foot tall. It swallows thunder and absorbs electricity, and can bloom with purple lightning brilliance."

After finishing speaking, he quickly waved away the people around him, then whispered in Ye Yang's ear: "This thing should be the very famous purple electric silver peach."

"It blooms every ten years and bears fruit every ten years. The fruit can not only help people refine their bodies and strengthen their physical bodies, but... it can also help people break through to the realm of warriors."

The purple electric silver peach Ye Yang is no stranger to. This thing is famous. It is a rare ancient exotic spiritual peach. The whole body is like a bronze cast. It is full of electric light. It is born by absorbing purple electricity in daily life.

The spiritual peaches produced have various magical uses.

According to legend, if you take it for a long time, it can help people carry a trace of thunder and lightning in their magic power. In ancient times, there was no martial arts elixir. This thing was a treasure used by large sects to lay the foundation for their disciples to break through to the warrior realm.

We cannot use the simple first, second and third level spiritual objects in today's world of immortality to classify names.

Ye Yang showed a hint of interest.

"Although this thing is precious, it is difficult to transplant. If it can be transplanted successfully, it will be a great meritorious deed for the sect."

With this item, the Feitian Sect can harvest the Golden Elixir of Martial Arts every twenty years.

Wang Dong showed a wry smile and then said.

"To be honest, senior brother, the purple electric silver peach mother tree is dozens of feet tall. It is not the time to bloom and bear fruit now. Even if it is, we can't move it if we want to transplant it. But I heard that there is a sub-tree growing next to the mother tree. It’s only one foot tall, just enough for transplantation.”

As soon as this statement came out, the two hit it off and finalized the plan in detail.

The Immortality Barrier will be closed at some point, so be quick.

That night.

Ye Yang stood alone on the top of the mountain. After discussing with Wang Dong, he did not immediately go to snatch the purple electric silver peach. Instead, he held his breath and calmed down, and after letting his thoughts go, he took out an old withered piece of paper from his storage bag. bark.

The bark of the tree is mottled, as if there are marks of time, and on the back is a finger-sized ephemera mark, although the ephemera can only live for one day, and it is for life and death.

But under the power of time, one got a new life...

"It's the inheritance mark of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Time."

He sat cross-legged again, observed carefully, and penetrated his spiritual consciousness. In an instant, he understood something.

Wind and Frost Knife Technique

Realm: Grandmaster Realm

Progress: 100%.

Next level: None

[Perseverance, reaching greatness, perfection, no progress. ]

Withered hands

Realm: Grandmaster Realm

Progress: 100%.

Next level: None

[Perseverance, reaching greatness, perfection, no progress. ]

Both Fengshuang Sword Technique and Kurong Hand have reached the highest level. Because there is no general outline of the inheritance of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Time, Ye Yang has never been able to break through.

At this moment, he smiled slightly: "It's time."

Gently rubbing the bark of the tree, for a moment, he seemed to be in a chaotic place with no time and no space.

He raised his head and realized that in front of him was a huge and holy snow-capped mountain.

In the middle of a snow-capped mountain, there grew a magnificent ancient tree, standing tall against the sky and the earth, weathering the wind and rain. It has gone through many springs and autumns.

On the ancient tree, there is a slowly moving wheel of time, and the ticking sound of time passing by is constantly heard.

Among the ancient trees, there are countless pale and ugly mayflies growing.

A mayfly can only live for one day. It lives by following the morning glow and dies by the setting sun. This is to live and die in the morning.

But there has always been a legend.

If the pale and ugly float can withstand the burning of the poisonous fire under the setting sun, it can live one more day.

One day, at dusk, all the mayflies on the tree died. One mayfly saw all the others of its kind around him die.

He flew out of the ancient tree and ran towards the setting sun, but in an instant he was burned by the flames and turned into ashes.

However, under the leadership of this mayfly, more and more mayflies refused the fate of only living for one day and rushed towards the sunset frantically.

Finally one day, a mayfly survived the calcination of the sunset and successfully survived to the next day.

One day, two days, one year, two years, the mayfly turned into a young man in white clothes, swinging his sword under the ancient tree to practice, swinging his sword to practice...

Ten years, a hundred years, the young man gradually became old in the process of swinging his sword, and in the end he was so old that he had no strength at all.

Occasionally one day, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Yang in front of him, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, but it turned into thirteen swords.

And the target was Ye Yang's eyes.

At this moment, the world was dark, time faded, and the years of this slash were nowhere to be found.

Ye Yang was slashed by thirteen sword lights, hitting his chest, waist, back, abdomen and legs.

He screamed and exited this illusory space.

At the same time, a feeling suddenly emerged from his heart.

The most unretainable thing in the world is that the red face leaves the mirror and the flowers leave the trees.

Time is wrong, time is wasted, time turns into foam, time gives birth to everything, and it destroys everything.

Ye Yang's long-standing Fengshuang sword technique and withered and flourishing hand are actually entangled and combined.

Make another breakthrough!

Time Thirteen Swords

Realm: Entry

Progress: 1%.

Next realm: Minor success

[Perseverance, swing the sword three thousand times a day, and persist for five years. ]

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes after a breath of turbid air. After years of waiting and years of hard practice, he finally got into the inheritance of the Thirteen Swords of Time.

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Chapter 138 Four People Become Brothers. After being reminded by book friends, I carefully thought about the logic inside and found that there are indeed some problems. I modified it. You can take a look at it again. It will be much smoother now.

(The one who robbed the marrow cleansing fruit was the Demon Elephant Fist's successor Majia. Ye Yang and others did not have much direct conflict with the White Bone Flower Lady and the White Lotus Concubine.)

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