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

Gu Xuan shouted loudly, and someone immediately locked a man with a strong body and white hair and beard in a chain and escorted him into the hall.

Ye Yang turned his head slightly and saw that it was Long Gang.

"Long Gang, the protector of the trade routes, has embezzled the sect's property for many years, used the sect's resources to do his own business, robbed women of the people, and took human lives lightly."

After Gu Xuan finished speaking, he said to Long Gang: "Are you convinced?"

Long Gang had already lost his confidence when facing Gu Xuan.

But his eyes were wide open, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and there was a fire of rebellion burning in his eyes.

After a while, the fire went out, and he seemed to accept his fate and nodded: "I accept it."

"In that case." Gu Xuan continued: "Don't blame me."

After saying that, he stretched out his hands, and a pair of dry and thin hands burst out with endless demonic energy, which soon overwhelmed Long Gang.

Long Gang seemed to have endured great pain, his face kept distorting, and after a while, his flesh and blood became blurred.

"Gu Xuan, if you kill one of me, there will be thousands of me. We are just practitioners, not immortals. Since we are not immortals, who can resist lust?"

"If you kill one of me, there will still be thousands of me. There have been before, there will be now, and there will be again in the future. If you don't believe it, just look and see who is clean in the world!"

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Gu Xuan remained silent, the demonic energy steaming from his body, Dao energy and demonic energy surging, and soon the strong Long Gang on the ground turned into a piece of human skin.

He casually swept away the human skin, with murderous intent flashing in Gu Xuan's eyes.

"The meeting is dismissed!"

He gave the order and everyone in the hall quickly left. Ye Yang's eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feitian Sect is about to experience a major earthquake, but this is good, and it is also a good thing for the future development of Feitian Sect.

It's just a pity for Long Gang. A master of the fifth level of martial arts died just like that, which was somewhat of a waste.

According to Ye Yang's idea, the Pipa bone should be locked up and thrown into the mine, so that it could never see the light of day and spend its whole life mining to atone for its sins. This would be considered as not wasting this good cultivation.

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These days, the rainstorms are getting heavier day by day, and Ye Yang has not seen the rising sun in the morning for a long time.

After feeding the wild tortoise, the idle tortoise was happily blowing bubbles in the courtyard.

Ye Yang walked to Lingjing and found that Lingjing was not affected by the heavy rain and was still full of spiritual energy. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

In particular, the Blue Moon Spiritual Lotus in the spiritual well constantly exudes the fragrant fragrance, which makes people's depressed and irritable mind feel much better.

After everything was done, Ye Yang was about to pick up the Ghost-shou Seven-ring Sword and the Green Bamboo Sword to practice, when he suddenly thought of Bai Zizhen, so he put away the sword and went to check his tone.

Holding the wild camellias that had been dried before, Ye Yang walked out of the room.

Ye Yang gently knocked on the door, and after a while, Bai Zizhen walked out lamely.

Bai Zizhen seemed to have encountered something sad, his face was blue.

Seeing Ye Yang coming, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Ye Yang lifted the dried wild camellia in his hand.

"Uncle Bai, I haven't been here for a while. It has been raining continuously during this period. I was afraid that your legs would hurt again, so I brought you some warm tea to nourish your stomach and remove dampness."

"This is flower essence collected specially from the mountains. I mixed it with some carmine Yuanyang powder, which is best for repelling dampness and replenishing Yang."

After saying that, Ye Yang handed the wild tea in his hand to Bai Zizhen.

Bai Zizhen took the tea and said, "Why don't you have such filial piety? Come in and talk."

Ye Yang held an umbrella and supported Bai Zizhen into the house.

The two of them sat in front of the coffee table by the window. Through the round window, it was raining heavily outside. Bai Zizhen added charcoal to the fire, hung some tea leaves from a teaspoon and put them into the stove.

After a while, the steaming aroma of tea came out.

"The time for the battle for the Seven Feitian Zhenzhen has been advanced, did you know?"

The fire went out, and the white hair on Bai Zizhen's temples glowed red. He looked at Ye Yang and spoke.

"Earlier?"

Ye Yang was slightly surprised. Feitian Qizhen was of great significance. It was the top title among the younger generation of Feitian Sect.

Those who obtain it can enjoy the treatment and permissions of military guardians in advance.

Moreover, it will be extremely helpful for future growth.

The Feitian Qizhen selection is held every ten years, and this time it happens to fall one year after the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. It is rarely earlier than expected, so why is it that it has to be earlier this time.

This news is very exciting. Ye Yang is carefully planning how to use Feitian Qizhen's identity to maximize his own resources.

Bai Zizhen smiled: "Not only that, the Feitian Qizhen will also have more generous rewards this time. The leader and the great elder will come up with good things."

After a pause, he added: "It's a really good thing."

Ye Yang was very curious and wanted to ask Bai Zizhen what the good things were, but Bai Zizhen shook his head and was unwilling to say anything more.

"You will naturally know when the time comes."

"In that case, Uncle Bai, why have you looked so bad these days?"

Bai Zizhen sighed.

"This heavy rain is the death of the Taoist Immortal and a disaster from heaven. It will take three to five years to stop."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this. There were rumors before that the Taoist Immortal was dead, a disaster would come from the sky, and there would be heavy rain for three years.

But if it rains heavily, let alone three to five years, even if it rains for one and a half years, it is still a natural disaster.

If the spiritual wheat and spiritual rice do not grow long, the spiritual veins cannot be nourished by the sun, and if the level drops, I don’t know how many people will have their cultivation level regressed.

As for the mortal world, it is even more terrifying. Heavy rains are passing through, crops are not growing, and it is not known how many people will starve to death.

"Uncle Bai, this rain..."

Ye Yang pointed to the rich, gloomy sky outside the window: "What on earth is going on."

Bai Zizhen sighed: "It is said that a true spirit from outside the realm came and the Taoist immortal of my human race was swallowed alive. Heaven and earth mourned together, and rain and tears fell."

Ye Yang was silent.

Bai Zizhen spoke again: "Since the day when the rain catastrophe came, more than 30% of the spiritual wheat and spiritual rice in my Feitian Sect have fallen down and lost their ears."

"Before, we could still rely on the formation to keep it going, but the rain seems to have the ability to penetrate the formation. Now the damage is getting bigger and bigger. The sect has decided to harvest the green reserves in advance."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this.

Spiritual fields are precious. There are only a few hundred acres of dry spiritual land and more than 90 acres of water spiritual fields in the entire Feitian Sect. The spiritual veins and spiritual rice grown on them provide the food rations for the entire Feitian Sect.

At this time, it is the time when Lingmai and Lingmi rice are heading and filling. If harvested in advance, the harvest will be less than half of usual.

"There is no other way. This is the case for all sects and sects now. If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid we won't even lose half of the harvest."

This is indeed not good news. Originally, the Feitian Sect's spiritual veins and spiritual rice were only enough for the disciples of the sect. Once the harvest drops, the food for all the disciples in the coming year will be a problem.

After talking with Bai Zizhen, Ye Yang walked to Lingtian alone.