Ascension, starting from the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth

Yang Che left Honglan Secret Realm.

As soon as he appeared in Jiansifeng Square, he saw the old man looking at him with a smile.

Yang Che was stunned by the old man's weird smile, but he immediately realized it and quickly took out half of the spirit stones he had won. He handed it to the old man respectfully and said, "Ancestor, please accept it."

Ancestor Zhang remained motionless and had no intention of accepting the spiritual stone handed over by Yang Che.

Yang Che's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this old man is too young, right?

While he was thinking about it, Patriarch Zhang suddenly said: "Yang Che, since you have won these spiritual stones, just keep them all."

Yang Che was stunned. At first, he thought he heard it wrong. However, after seeing the expression on the old man's face, he really had no intention of asking for the spirit stones. Only then did he become convinced that the old man really planned to take no money from him.

"Thank you, ancestor."

Yang Che put the spirit stones into his storage bag.

Patriarch Zhang suddenly asked: "Where did you get the "Tian Lei Jing" you learned?"

Yang Che told the truth.

Old Ancestor Zhang was confused.

This thunder-attributed technique, which is so precious in the "Tian Lei Sutra", was easily placed in the library by Wulong Gu?

He always felt something was wrong.

However, it is also possible that mutant thunder immortal root monks are too rare. I heard that they have not appeared in Wulong Valley for hundreds of years, so it makes sense that no one pays attention to the "Sky Thunder Sutra".

Ancestor Zhang had a pensive look on his face. After a while, he said to Yang Che again: "This time our sect sent a group of disciples, together with the disciples sent by the other four sects of Jiang State, we first went to the capital of Feng State to We will meet in Fengcheng, and then we will go to the Corpse Burning Valley on the border between Fengguo and Shuraguo to explore the traces of the devil."

"Since you have chosen to expose the mutated Thunder Immortal Root, I can't refute the opinions of those old guys. And I also support you to go."

Old Ancestor Zhang took off the golden wine gourd from his waist and took a sip with an intoxicated look on his face. He then continued: "Flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the ravages of wind and frost. Only by being tempered in the cruel world of immortality, will we be able to survive in the future." Only then can you take on the great responsibility of my sword four peaks."

After speaking, Patriarch Zhang moved his palm, and another gourd appeared in his hand.

Yang Che saw that this gourd was similar in size to the old man's golden wine gourd, except that it was purple in color, with faint golden patterns flowing on it.

Two gourds, one golden and one purple, floated in front of Old Ancestor Zhang.

Then Zhang Laozu moved his fingers slightly, and the wine in the golden wine gourd formed a water column and slowly spurted out, and then went straight into the purple wine gourd.

As soon as Patriarch Zhang held his hand, the golden wine gourd flew back to his hand.

As for the purple wine gourd, under Yang Che's extremely astonished gaze, he watched it float directly to his side.

"From now on, ancestor, I have only one thing to say, and that is to ask you to always remember to save your life first! Don't care about other people's opinions or opinions. Keep your life as your first priority.

If you encounter a critical moment, you can take a sip of the wine in the purple gourd. Remember, you can only take a small sip at a time, don’t drink too much. "

The ancestor signaled Yang Che to put away the purple gourd.

Then he carefully hung his golden wine gourd back on his waist and patted it gently.

"Go ahead."

Ancestor Zhang waved his hand.

Yang Che held the purple wine gourd tightly in his hand, and felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

…

Jianmen Palace.

The square in front of the main hall.

Dozens of people have gathered one after another.

After Yang Che arrived, he saw the middle-aged and elegant Master Uncle Zheng Yang standing at the door of the hall with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely solemn.

After seeing Yang Che, Zheng Yang nodded slightly towards him.

Yang Che returned the gesture.

"Junior Brother Yang."

A somewhat familiar voice came.

Yang Che turned around and saw a tall, handsome and fat man walking towards him quickly.

"Senior Brother Wei."

Yang Che recognized this person as Wei Yuhang.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wei, have you established a foundation?"

Sensing the aura of a foundation-building monk on Wei Yuhang's body, Yang Che was surprised and also happy for this handsome fat senior brother.

"Haha, Junior Brother Yang, I heard that you made a big splash at Jian Si Peak a few days ago. Unfortunately, Senior Brother, I am in seclusion to attack the Foundation Establishment. I regret that I have no chance to see you."

Although Wei Yuhang is already a foundation-building monk, his attitude towards Yang Che is no different from before.

He already knew that the junior brother from the Outer Peak before him, who was once just a 'Sword Slave', had actually become the chief disciple of the Fourth Sword Peak in a short period of time.

Although he was also extremely surprised and incredulous in his heart, Wei Yuhang knew very well that everyone has their own secrets.

What's more, he has heard from the senior brothers and sisters of Jianjiu Peak that although Junior Brother Yang only has the peak cultivation level of the twelfth level of Qi Refining, he is a genius with the mutated Thunder Immortal Root and can already defeat the monks in the early stage of Foundation Establishment in an instant.

Therefore, Wei Yuhang, who had just established his foundation, was naturally less likely to have any sense of superiority towards Junior Brother Yang.

Yang Che laughed and congratulated him, and then talked about this sect mission.

At this time, Wei Yuhang suddenly said in an extremely low voice: "Junior Brother Yang, that day when I challenged the Fourth Sword Peak, I heard from one of my senior sisters from the Nine Peaks that you had a little conflict with the Sixth Peak Four Seat Xu Haijing?"

Yang Che looked stern and said in a serious voice, "It's a bit. Did Senior Brother Wei hear something?"

Wei Yuhang continued to lower his voice and said: "Junior Brother Yang, be careful. I heard that the leader of the team this time is an elder from Liufeng named Xu Dongyuan. And Xu Haijing is a junior of his own clan."

Yang Che was startled, but his face remained calm as he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Wei, for reminding me."

At this time, a stream of light suddenly streaked across the sky, and then fell directly onto the square.

"The light is flying. Which elder in the Jindan stage is it?"

Someone immediately said with envy.

Yang Che looked at the person who flew with the light, and found that it was not the old man he imagined, but a middle-aged and easy-going monk in a gray robe. His face was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen.

Uncle Zheng Yang bowed respectfully at the side and called the middle-aged man in the gray robe "Uncle Xu".

"Since everyone is here, let's set off."

The middle-aged easy-going monk raised his hand, and suddenly a dazzling black light flashed in the sky.

When the light disappeared, everyone saw that a huge black-red centipede about a hundred feet long appeared in the sky.

The body of this centipede is like a series of red rings tightly together, and each ring has a pair of feet that glow like sharp knives.

There are two huge pincers on the head of this centipede, shining like cast iron, piercing out fiercely, making people feel terrified.

There are also two long whiskers, moving without wind, twisting and swinging like two red snakes.

Seeing the disciples' attentive eyes, the centipede opened its cold eyes and glanced at the disciples, and a piercing chill immediately swept over the disciples.

Many disciples were silent, gritting their teeth and resisting hard.

The Nine Heart Thunder Flame in Yang Che's body just surged proudly and casually.

The piercing chill around Yang Che's body disappeared without a trace.

"Come up."

The gray-robed middle-aged monk Xu Dongyuan took the lead and flew up and stood on the back of the centipede.

The disciples in the square also flew up one after another, and soon all got on the back of the centipede.

Xu Dongyuan pointed his hand, and the centipede twisted its body and flew towards Fengguo.

Yang Che noticed that the centipede was indeed very fast, much faster than ordinary flying magic tools.

But compared with his "Escape Star Shuttle", it was still far behind.

The giant centipede flew through the clouds and flew for several days before entering the territory of Fengguo.

As soon as it entered the territory of Fengguo.

A towering and steep mountain shrouded in strange gray fog appeared before its eyes.

Suddenly, the body of the giant centipede trembled without any warning.

The disciples staggered and could not even stand steadily. They took out their flying magic tools and were about to leave the back of the centipede.

Suddenly, strange black air floated over and completely enveloped everyone in just a few breaths.