Ascension, starting from the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth

"Hey, wait."

Yang Che suddenly said.

It's a pity that the purple-haired girl fell asleep as soon as she said she would. He called her for a long time, but she didn't respond.

Yang Che suddenly thought of Yao Heng's storage bag.

Although Yao Heng was absorbed and merged by the purple-haired girl, Yao Heng's storage bag should be with the purple-haired girl.

Yao Heng's yellow umbrella defense magic weapon left a deep impression on Yang Che.

Now he is in need of a defense magic weapon, and this yellow umbrella can be used.

But since the purple-haired girl has fallen into a deep sleep, Yang Che had no choice but to meditate on the island again.

After further mastering the 'Taixuan Hidden Light Formation' composed of 360 flying fire needles, Yang Che got up and continued to fly to 'Wuyin Island'.

Wuyin Island is the largest island in the inner sea of ​​Wuyin Sea.

According to the information given by Uncle Zheng Yang, there are thousand-year-old spiritual medicines on this island, but there are many monsters.

Many disciples who participated in the training will eventually come to this island and try to pick thousand-year-old spiritual medicines.

However, each thousand-year-old spiritual medicine is guarded by a fierce monster, so it is not easy to pick it.

And the "spiritual medicine and spiritual grass" he had snatched from the disciples of various sects before, none of them were thousand-year-old ingredients.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to obtain a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.

In the training assessment of the nine peaks of the Qingjian Sect, the disciples usually only need to pick a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine and obtain a first-level monster corpse to pass the test.

However, this time, the other four major sects, Wulong Valley, Yushoumen, Lingxia Palace and Taiyan Temple, also sent disciples to come, so the competition must be more intense than before.

The difficulty of obtaining the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine has undoubtedly doubled again.

Yang Che rushed all the way and met a few disciples of Yushoumen on the road, but he ignored them and passed by directly.

Now he only wanted to kill a first-level monster, and then collect five thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, and then leave this place quickly and return to Qingjian Sect to report, and then rush to the Tongyou Cave of Longxi Mountain in Wulong Valley to retrieve all the things, and then refine the foundation-building pill and try to build the foundation.

One hour later.

Finally arrived at Wuyin Island.

This island is really huge.

The spiritual energy is relatively richer, with towering ancient trees and lush grass.

Yang Che landed on the island and immediately heard a fierce fight.

When he got closer, he was stunned.

It turned out that a little monk from Taiyan Temple was fighting with a first-level monster "thorn wolf".

This little monk was an acquaintance.

It was the little monk guarding the temple gate that Yang Che met at the foot of Taiyan Peak.

This little monk was mature, with a pair of big black eyes rolling around, full of cunning.

Seeing Yang Che coming, the little monk flashed to Yang Che's side.

It was obvious that it was still very difficult for him to deal with the thorn wolf alone, so when he saw someone coming, he immediately showed joy in his eyes.

"Hey, it's you?"

The little monk seemed to recognize Yang Che.

Yang Che casually cast a fireball spell, forced the thorn wolf back, and said: "Are you fellow Daoist Yuan Ruo? I didn't expect you to come to participate in the training?"

Yuan Ruo, the little monk, was at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and mainly practiced the Mantra.

Although he came to Yang Che, he did not forget to perform the Mantra, and the words that shone with golden light kept falling on the thorn wolf.

"Donor Yang, you are actually at the twelfth level of Qi Refining? This cultivation is faster than mine."

Yuan Ruo looked a little unconvinced.

Yang Che smiled lightly and didn't care. The flying fire needles flew out suddenly, forming a Taixuan Hidden Light Formation, and instantly trapped the thorn wolf.

Yuan Ruo's pair of black eyes suddenly widened.

"Hurry up and kill it, or this thorn wolf will be mine." Yang Che urged with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ruo hurriedly performed the mantra of "kill", instantly killed the thorn wolf, and then collected the thorn wolf's body.

After asking about the recent situation of Master Yan Kong and others, Yang Che said goodbye and left.

Yuan Ruo knew that he was from Taiyan Temple and it was not suitable for him to go with Yang Che, so he gave up the idea of ​​going with him.

Yang Che then found a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine and killed its guardian monster "cocktail snake".

After taking the body of the cocktail snake and taking the spiritual medicine, he continued to look for the thousand-year spiritual medicine.

At this time, Yang Che found that the first-level monster was no longer a threat to him.

So when other training disciples were struggling to deal with only a first-level monster, or occasionally teamed up to kill it with difficulty, Yang Che was like a fish in water. He had quietly picked nearly ten thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, killed more than ten first-level monsters, and obtained many rare and precious materials.

Not only that, Yang Che also picked a lot of spiritual grass seedlings.

He finally knew why the next training would take fifty years.

After this picking, many mature spiritual herbs in the Mist Hidden Sea were almost empty.

Yang Che was the first to come to the exit of the inner sea.

After taking out the sword-shaped token and having his identity verified, Yang Che immediately sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation, quietly waiting for the end of the training.

A few days later.

The training period of the Mist Hidden Sea Inner Sea arrived, and the disciples of various sects left the inner sea one after another.

Yang Che took the opportunity to return the spiritual herbs that he had "robbed" before to the disciples of various sects except Wulong Valley, which made these disciples look at each other in surprise.

At this time, an extremely important news was circulated among the five major sects.

The manager disciple of Wulong Valley, Liu Hanyan, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, actually fell in the inner sea.

The disciples of Wulong Valley left the inner sea, all of them were in grief, with anger and confusion on their faces.

Yang Che quietly found Jiang Nan and returned all the spiritual herbs and herbs he had snatched from him.

At this time, Jiang Nan also knew that Yang Che was a wanted criminal disciple of Wulong Valley, so his face looked very bad.

However, Yang Che did not care and quickly boarded the Qingjian Sect's "Qingyue Shenzhou".

At this time, the Wulong Valley disciple surnamed Tan suddenly came to the Qingyue Shenzhou and said angrily: "Dear Qingjian Sect Daoists, this Yang Che is my Wulong Valley disciple who has escaped from a serious crime. Please, fellow Qingjian Sect Daoists, hand Yang Che over to us and take him back to Wulong Valley."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were in an uproar.

Especially the disciple in charge of the Qingjian Sect, a middle-aged burly man in the late stage of foundation building, looked at Yang Che coldly after hearing the words of the disciple surnamed Tan from Wulong Valley, and asked: "Who are you? Who let you get on our sect's Shenzhou?"

At this time, a tall and fat young man with a handsome appearance immediately walked out and bowed his hands and said: "Reporting to Uncle Zeng Yang, Junior Brother Yang Che has been in our Qingjian Sect for more than half a year. He just showed the sword-shaped token to confirm that he is one of our sect's inner sea training disciples."

Yang Che recognized the handsome fat man as Senior Brother Wei Yuhang and gave him a grateful look.

"Oh?" Zeng Yang was surprised.

Looking at Yang Che, he continued to ask: "You have a sword-shaped token? Who gave it to you?"

In the Qingjian Sect, the assessment of the nine peaks disciples is extremely strict, and no carelessness is allowed.

He saw that Yang Che looked unfamiliar, and when he set off, the Qingyue Shenzhou counted the number of people, and there was no one named Yang Che.

So naturally he had to find out Yang Che's identity.

Yang Che said, "It was given by Uncle Zheng Yang."

"Oh? Which peak do you represent to participate in this training?" Zeng Yang asked again.

Yang Che said calmly, "Four peaks."

"What? How is that possible!"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

As soon as Yang Che finished speaking, dozens of disciples on the Qingyue Shenzhou exploded in disbelief.