Supreme Martial Artist

This is a bamboo house.

All the bamboos are uncarved and randomly assembled together.

inside the house.

There is only a bamboo bed and a desk.

Ye Xinghe walked to the table and saw three bamboo boxes.

After tentatively opening one of them, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Deng Yun Xian Jue"!

Compared with the immortal martial arts given by Yun Wulan, there is one more word - "immortal"!

"Could it be said that this is the real immortal martial arts of Taiqing Immortal Sect?"

Ye Xinghe couldn't help but feel hot in his heart and opened the other two bamboo boxes.

Inside one of them is a small tripod.

It's less than the size of a palm, but it exudes a strange light.

Inside the last one is a bamboo scroll.

Ye Xinghe opened it and couldn't help being surprised.

"I, Yun Yixian, was ordered by my master to land in this world and establish the Taiqing Immortal Sect."

"At this moment, the Master has summoned me, and I need to ascend to the Great Luo Jinxian. I will leave a piece of the Immortal Dharma to give to those who are destined in future generations."

"In addition, I have left behind the Immortal Level Peak Alchemy Furnace and the Flowing Cloud Immortal Cauldron. After I shed my blood and recognized the owner, I can create another opportunity for the descendants!"

These few words took Ye Xinghe a long time to digest.

"This founder of the Taiqing Immortal Sect was actually ordered to found the sect? What happened?"

After thinking for a moment, Ye Xinghe put aside his doubts.

He doesn't need to know about such high-level matters yet.

But for now.

He did get a huge opportunity!

In addition to the complete Immortal Grade Immortal Martial Arts, there is also an Immortal Grade Alchemy Furnace!

In this way, when he was refining the elixir, he could get twice the result with half the effort.

According to what the bamboo book said, Ye Xinghe bit his fingertip and dropped a drop of blood on the Liuyun Immortal Cauldron.

The next moment, the Flowing Cloud Immortal Cauldron glowed brightly.

In Ye Xinghe's astonished gaze, it turned into rays of light and swept into his body.

Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him regressed.

After a while, Ye Xinghe found himself back in the cave.

If you don't hold the Immortal Martial in your hand, the Flowing Cloud Immortal Cauldron can appear at any time as you wish.

I'm afraid Ye Xinghe will feel that he just had a dream.

After walking out of the cave.

Yun Wulan, who was waiting anxiously, came forward.

"Have you ever gained anything?"

Ye Xinghe nodded and took out the book "Deng Yun Xian Jue".

Yun Wulan's hands trembled and he hesitated for a long time before gently taking the booklet.

"Our lineage finally saw an opportunity!"

He muttered to himself for a long time and suddenly looked at Ye Xinghe with a solemn expression.

"Be sure not to spread the word about the Immortal Martial Arts."

"When you have initially mastered the Immortal Martial Arts, I will entrust you with a heavy tank as my master!"

After saying that, he handed the immortal weapon back to Ye Xinghe without even looking at it again.

"Master, this Immortal Martial Arts..."

"I don't need it anymore."

After Yun Wulan finished speaking, he turned around and left with a slightly lonely tone.

Ye Xinghe returned to his cave with a foggy head.

"This Hanyue Peak seems to be getting more and more mysterious..."

After obtaining the complete Immortal Martial Arts, Ye Xinghe immediately started practicing.

What he originally practiced was the ordinary method in this world.

Compared to Dengyunxianjue, it is far inferior at the same level.

Ye Xinghe spent the whole night sitting cross-legged and practicing.

When the morning sun shone down, he closed his eyes and stopped.

"Ninety-nine great achievements in the mundane realm! One step away from the immortal realm!"

Sensing his own strength, Ye Xinghe couldn't help but smile.

"It is worthy of being the complete version of Dengyun Jue. After the transformation, my strength suddenly increased!"

Sudden.

A loud shout came from outside.

"Deacons Wang Anfeng and Liu Jinyu of the Trial Hall, please see Master Yun Wulan!"

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly when he heard this, stood up and came to the Hanyuefeng Hall.

now.

Two disciples with respectful faces were explaining the cause of the matter to Yun Wulan.

"Junior Brother Ye showed his peak strength yesterday. According to the usual practice, the trial hall needs to arrange a trial."

"This is the sect's rule, please ask Uncle Wulan to fulfill it!"

Yun Wulan sat on the futon, his face slightly cold.

"Ye Xinghe has only been here for two days, and you are going to arrange for him to go down the mountain for a trial?"

Wang Anfeng was neither humble nor arrogant. He cupped his fists and replied: "This is the sect's rule, and there is nothing the juniors can do about it."

"If Junior Brother Ye is unwilling to accept the task, then the sect will no longer provide training resources in the next year!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe suddenly understood.

Revenge is coming!

This matter is probably another masterpiece of my "senior brother".

Seeing that Yun Wulan was getting angry, Ye Xinghe stepped in from the door.

"Okay, I'll go!"

Ignoring Wang Anfeng and the other two, Ye Xinghe came to Yun Wulan.

"Master, my disciple is willing to go!"

Yun Wulan frowned.

"There is no need to force it. As for training resources, I will fight for you as a teacher."

Ye Xinghe shook his head, his face determined.

What's coming is inevitable!

When Wang Anfeng and the two saw this, an imperceptible strange color flashed in their eyes.

"Since Junior Brother Ye is willing to participate in the trial, just accept the mission scroll."

Ye Xinghe took the scroll handed over by the two men and watched them leave without saying a word.

After the two left, Yun Wulan sighed.

"You should know that there must be something fishy about this matter."

Ye Xinghe nodded and smiled.

"Master, don't worry, this disciple is not new to the world."

Years of hard work on the battlefield.

The conspiracies he has seen far exceed what others imagine.

After comforting Yun Wulan, Ye Xinghe opened the scroll.

Just one glance and he sneered.

The tasks on the reels are not difficult.

even.

Very simple!

Just let Ye Xinghe go to Qingliang Mountain to investigate several cases of disciples' disappearance.

But Ye Xinghe knew that there must be a trap waiting for him there.

After a little preparation, Ye Xinghe said goodbye to Yun Wulan and went down the mountain.

...

At night.

Qingliang Mountain.

Ye Xinghe restrained his breath and slowly approached a village.

This is the place mentioned in the task scroll.

After a careful observation, he couldn't help but frown.

At the beginning of the night, there was no light in the village.

Listening carefully, there was no sound of dogs barking or chickens crowing.

Too abnormal!

After thinking for a while, Ye Xinghe cheered up and slowly walked towards the village.

As soon as he stepped into the village, the sound of breaking wind suddenly came.

Ye Xinghe's face changed slightly, and he raised his foot to retreat.

Swish!

Three short blades with cold light were embedded in the wall beside him.

Under the moonlight, a faint light flashed across the short blade, which was obviously poisonous!

Before Ye Xinghe could react, a sound came from behind again.

Ye Xinghe punched without thinking!

Bang!

The sound of collision sounded.

At the entrance of the village, smoke and dust were stirred up.

Ye Xinghe took two steps back and stopped, looking up.

He saw a figure covered in a black robe, looking at him gloomily.

"The kid from Taiqing Xianzong?"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe frowned slightly.

"Do you know my identity?"

"Humph!" The man sneered.

"Of course I know, your life is not cheap!"

As soon as this was said, Ye Xinghe was sure.

This mission was indeed a trap prepared for himself!

"Did Bi Tianqi ask you to come?" He asked tentatively.

"The dead don't need to know so much!"

The black-robed man sneered, and his robe suddenly moved without wind.