The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

The sun hung high in the sky, and the battle seemed to have reached a fever pitch.

The five poison envoys formed a large formation, and black smoke billowed. Even if the sword, diamond, and Ge Canhong were one against two, they were in danger.

Especially in the sky, there are three poisonous insects, toad, centipede and gecko, helping each other. They come and go, one decreases and the other increases, and the situation takes a turn for the worse.

Wang Xijing was wearing a purple robe. When he saw the two people coming down from the foot of the mountain, he seemed to have sensed something, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

The fiery red auspicious cloud Ganoderma lucidum jade in his hand burst into flames, forcing the old woman beside him to retreat, and shouted down: "Hurry up and throw the things up."

Everyone looked surprised, but Ye Yang's heart was pounding. He threw the bag that Bai Zizhen gave him into the sky without thinking.

The bag was only the size of a fist, bulging, and seemed to contain something.

As soon as Ye Yang threw it out, countless red lights burst out, and then the flames rose, and the bag was burned into fly ash by the flames. It disappeared with the wind, and a rusty red-skinned gourd suddenly appeared in the air.

As soon as the red-skinned gourd appeared, the surrounding temperature rose by a notch. It was able to draw the power of the sun from the sky, and the poisonous smoke around it suddenly became much thinner.

"No, it's the Feitian Sect's pulse-suppressing treasure - the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd."

The Five Poison Envoys all exclaimed, abandoned everyone, and rushed down to grab the red-skinned gourd.

But with a move of Wang Xijing's hands, countless raindrop-like flames appeared all around, and the red-skinned gourd was in his hands in just a flash.

Ye Yang ignored the shock in his heart and quickly recovered, pulling Wang Huan and running away.

He knew that the envoys of the Five Poison Sects in the sky had discovered the existence of the two of them. These people were all masters in the martial arts realm.

Crushing them is no more difficult than crushing an ant.

As he jogged all the way, Ye Yang still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

As we all know, Feitianmen only has two pulse-suppressing treasures, and this Red Flame Flying Crow is one of them.

It was the first ancestor of the second generation who used the strange gourd in the mountains as a embryo, and it was supported and perfected by more than ten generations of Feitianmen before it reached the stage of a pulse-suppressing treasure.

And the other piece is half of the treasure art of suppressing pulses - Xuantian Magic Book of Transforming Meridians.

It should be noted that even the Black Yang Sun Sword that Jian Jingang spent a lifetime building is only a top-grade magic weapon.

As for the jade Ruyi in the hands of Fire King Xijing, it is just a medium-grade magical weapon.

Although the San Dao King of San Xiu is a swordsman, the ox bone machete and Qingfeng Baijiao sword in his hands are just low-grade magic weapons.

The magical weapon requires more than ten kinds of materials to be patiently polished before it can be successfully developed. Above the magical weapon is the spiritual weapon that can successfully conceive a spirit.

Only when spiritual wisdom is first revealed and has great power can it be called a pulse-suppressing treasure.

It is no exaggeration to say that this object is one of the most precious things of Feitian Sect.

Along the way, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel afraid when he thought that he was carrying such a precious thing. If something went wrong, wouldn't he be the sinner of the sect?

But Ye Yang didn't know that the high-level monks of Feitian Sect had been secretly watched for a long time and could not take action.

Therefore, such treasures can only be carried down the mountain gate with reliable disciples.

This time, he was the only one who was assigned disciples to go down the mountain. They were all just a pretense. Only him who was the last to set off was the real move.

The detour to Zhang's house was done specifically to confuse outsiders.

I just didn't expect that there would be many twists and turns on the road, and even more strange things would happen, but fortunately the mission was successfully completed.

In the air, Wang Xijing held the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd, and his strength greatly increased. He did not practice the Feitian Sect's Xuantian Magic Code of Transforming Meridians and the Zhu Chan Moon Swallowing Spiritual Technique.

But there is another chance. I have been practicing the Listening to Rain Fire Technique for many years, and my fire skills are astonishing. At this moment, I am holding a pulse-suppressing treasure, and I use the power of the weapon to shout: "Fire is coming."

Then they saw the golden sun and fire in the sky rushing in, burning half of the sky red, while the black wind roared fiercely, mixed with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and came overwhelmingly.

Then densely packed, countless fire crows and fireballs of different sizes flew down, covering the entire mountain, wreaking havoc.

After a while, the smell of burning bugs came out. Even if the Five Poison Users gathered in a formation, they were still screaming pitifully as they were burned by the flames.

Ge Canhong sneered when he saw this, and countless black sword-glow bees emerged from their pupae, stabbing directly at the green-robed gecko envoy. The gecko envoy screamed and died immediately.

Then he turned his sword again, and the huge green gecko next to him was poked with countless bloody holes, and fell from the air to the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Although the green gecko beast has tenacious vitality and is still twitching, it is obviously not going to survive.

"The sect's heaven-sacrifice ceremony is about to begin. This gecko has strange poison in its body and is rich in bones and blood. In addition, it has been fed by the Five Poison Sect with heavenly materials and earthly treasures for a lifetime. It is one of the best ritual items for the sacrifice."

Ge Canhong flew down into the air and knocked the poisonous gecko on the head with the black sun sword in his hand, but heard a clang of steel colliding.

"retreat!"

"retreat!

"retreat!"

"retreat!"

Seeing the offensive and defensive situation change, the remaining four poison masters fled immediately. Wang Xijing turned the gourd in his hand, silently recited three times and shouted "Insects are coming."

The poisonous toad that was closest was sucked into the gourd's belly and turned into fly ash immediately.

The poisonous toad of the toad master died. Although his heart ached, he didn't even look at it. Instead, he ran away faster.

Wang Xijing and Wang Sandao also flew down into the clouds, looked at Ge Canhong on the ground, and laughed, but before they laughed a few times, Wang Sandao burst into tears.

The wealth he had accumulated in Shaoyang Cave for decades was reduced to ashes after a great war. Two of his three disciples died, his wife, son, daughter, and all his relatives were slaughtered, leaving only a few old and crippled servants. .

Wang Xijing and Ge Canhong comforted Wang Sandao for a few words, and Wang Sandao finally held back his tears, but he was still sobbing.

Ye Yang and Wang Huan hurriedly came out to meet the three of them.

Wang Xijing held the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd in his hand and said with a faint smile: "Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for bringing the gourd. It is a great help to us."

Ye Yang waved his hand quickly: "This is all the credit of the junior uncles. I was just running errands, not to mention the hard work. The real ones who are fighting on the front line are the junior uncles."

Wang Xijing smiled and said nothing, thinking that this young man could talk.

Ge Canhong pressed his sword and nodded to Ye Yang, showing a smile.

He has a cold nature and doesn't like to talk much. It is rare to be able to smile at Ye Yang at this moment.

Wang Xijing put away the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd and looked at Ye Yangdao.

"I have discussed with you, Uncle Ge. This time you came with the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd. It was a dangerous journey, but nothing went wrong. Within the scope of our authority, we decided to give you an additional 200 sect contribution points. award."

Ye Yang was overjoyed when he heard this. The contribution points of two hundred sects may not sound like much, but in fact they are very precious.

This mission originally only had fifty contribution points as a reward, but now the danger increased and it actually reached two hundred, which made him excited.

His father died fighting for the Feitian Sect back then, and the sect pension his descendants received was only more than 900 points of the sect's contribution.

Over the years, he has only accumulated more than 300 contribution points in the sect.

Theoretically, a sect's contribution points can be exchanged for five spiritual stones, but the sect's contribution points can be exchanged for spiritual objects and spells within the sect, which is far beyond what spiritual stones can match.

Many times, sect contribution points are also an important indicator for job promotion, position transfer, and exercise authority exchange.

After speaking, Ge Canhong and Wang Xijing stopped talking. Wang Huan walked out from behind Ye Yang and shouted to Wang Sandao: "Master."