There is a ballad circulating in the Xuanwu Continent: Yuhua Mountain is ten thousand people high, and fairies float above the mountain; Yuhua Mountain is filled with fairy air, and Yuhua is a holy land and a fairy city.
This widely circulated ballad illustrates the Xuanwu Continent's admiration for the Immortal Mountain of Yuhua.
Yuhua Immortal Mountain is located on an extremely powerful luck line in the Xuanwu Continent. The luck of the Xuanwu Continent has protected the prosperity of Yuhua Immortal Mountain for tens of thousands of years.
There are outer disciples guarding the mountain pass.
When Ye Xiangyang showed the Holy Son Jade Card, these people nodded and bowed. No matter what kind of Holy Son he was, he was the Holy Son of Yuhua Zhenzong, and the Holy Son was not someone that these outer disciples could offend. To put it bluntly, if the Holy Son lost his temper and slapped them to death, they would die in vain.
The news of the alliance between Yuhua Palace and Danding Sect spread all over the continent. The number of Danding Sect disciples who came to Yuhua Palace to learn skills reached 16, including Xi Baihu, Bei Fengyun, Nan Gudu, Zhen Tiandi and others from Danding Sect.
Sixteen people, six holy sons, five true disciples, and five inner disciples.
It is said that the most important person Ye Xiangyang and his three female disciples have not arrived yet. Today, they finally met the person who made the Yuhua Zhenzong and Danding Shenzong form an alliance.
These outer disciples, dressed in blue pine and crane Taoist robes, looked at Ye Xiangyang for a long time.
This legendary man has nothing special about him except that he is handsome and a little thin.
It was he who expanded the business of so many magical elixirs throughout the entire Xuanwu Continent, and his own sect continuously imported these elixirs; it was he who formed an alliance between his holy land and a small Danding Divine Sect; it was he who created the miracle of the Ten Thousand Demons Temple...
"Brother, Brother Ye Xiangyang doesn't seem to be anything special. He is just a six-star Xuanzu. Is that normal?"
"What do you think? Do you think he has three heads and six arms? I dare say this man must be a genius. If not, our sect leader would never have brought him to our Yuhua Zhen Palace."
"There is something wrong with the way you think about things. You should know that according to our sect's data, Ye Xiangyang has only been practicing for eight years. In eight years, he has advanced through the ranks of warrior, martial arts master, martial arts general, martial arts patriarch, and martial arts ancestor, a total of forty-two minor ranks and four major ranks. This cultivation speed is amazing in our sect."
"That's right. Moreover, Senior Brother Ye Xiangyang has even more amazing strength in alchemy. So there must be a reason why the sect asked him to come here."
"Hmph, not necessarily. You have to know that our sect is not a poor and remote place like their Danding Divine Sect. Our sect is the holy land of Xuanwu Continent. Ye Xiangyang was so arrogant in Danding Divine Sect, but when he came to our sect, I dare say he couldn't make even a little wave. Don't you see that the six saints, five true disciples, and five inner disciples who came to us from Danding Divine Sect, all of them are obedient and behave themselves."
"That's right. If Ye Xiangyang is not honest in our sect, he will find it difficult to gain a foothold even with Gong Jianyang protecting him. Just wait and see, he will definitely make a fool of himself."
All the words of these people were reflected in Ye Xiangyang's mental power. His mental power was incredibly strong.
After hearing this, he realized that his fellow disciples in his sect were not having a very comfortable time after coming to Yuhua Palace. Senior Brother Gong Jianyang was protecting these people, but Gong Jianyang was only a second-star Xuanzun, and the lowest among the saints. It might be very difficult for him to protect these people.
Yuhua Zhen Palace is a holy place, which is more than a hundred times more powerful than the original Danding Divine Sect.
Here, only those who have reached the level of Venerable can become Holy Sons. There are hundreds of Holy Sons in the sect, and there are even some Holy Sons who are about to break through to the level of Emperor.
In Yuhuazhengong, if the people of Dandingshenzong said they were bullied, it would be like a slap on the face of Dandingshenzong, that is, a slap on the face of Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang, Yu Yurou and Dongli stood still and slowly stepped onto the steps leading up the mountain. Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly, "Senior sister, it seems that we are still in trouble after arriving at Yuhua Palace. Even so, those outer disciples only respect us on the surface, but they look down on us deep down in their hearts."
Yu Yurou smiled slightly: "If the sky falls, there are big guys to hold it up. Everything is up to you. I am relieved."
Dong Lijing nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah, Senior Sister is right. Fighting and killing is not something that ladies like us can do. It's too embarrassing. This kind of thing is what people like you should do."
"Junior brother, the people of Yuhua Zhenzong are bullying our fellow disciples, you have to stand up for them."
"Junior brother..."
There were black lines on Ye Xiangyang's face. He really shouldn't have told them these things. Some people say that a woman is like a thousand ducks, which is really true. Now he feels like he is surrounded and suppressed by two thousand of them, and his head has become big.
"Junior brother, you escaped last time. According to the sect's rules, escapees need to pay three times the resources. You know this rule, right?" In front of the towering gate of Yuhua Immortal Palace, three disciples in white pine and crane Taoist robes stopped a disciple in a white Taoist robe and asked with a sneer, "How is it? Did you bring the collected medicines?"
"Impossible. I clearly remember that the sect's rules state that if you don't hand in enough resources, you only need to make up for it within fifty days. Now it's only forty-nine days, which means I only need to make up for it. And I won't hand it over to you here. Where is this place? This is the gate of our sect. This is not the place to hand in tasks."
The disciple who was held hostage argued, "Brother, I also want to go to the mission hall to hand in the mission."
"Hehehe," a voice like the cry of an owl was heard, "Sikong Guahen, you really deserve to be punished for not knowing what is good for you. You are a small Danding Divine Sect member. Even Zhen Tiandi dared not show his teeth when he came to us. How dare you, a small shrimp like you, stir up trouble? Beat him."
Sikong Guahen's body was filled with profound energy, and the long sword in his hand drew a golden light, stabbing at the leader like lightning. It was as bright as the sun, illuminating the entire majestic mountain gate.
The golden light illuminated the mountain gate as if it was coated with a layer of gold. With a thunderous strike, it directly killed the man.
This was a surprise attack and a desperate blow.
Ye Xiangyang already felt that this was the Sun-Ding Golden Sword of the Danding Divine Sect.
His mental power spread out, and everything here appeared clearly in his mind.
He rolled up his long sleeves, and rolled up Yu Yurou and Dong Lidong. The laws of space began to operate, and he took the two sisters into the depths of space.
He knew who this person was, Sikong Guahen from the White Tiger Society, one of the four major sects of the Danding Divine Sect.
Sikong Guahen followed Bai Yubing, the president of the White Tiger Society, into the Xiangyang Society and has been a capable general. This time he was also selected to the Yuhua Zhenzong.
Since he is a fellow disciple in his sect and a member of his Xiangyang Society, he absolutely cannot ignore this matter.
The senior brother in white Taoist robe who was leading the group was not panicked at all.
A large black net came out from his body, blocking the three of them. The golden sword that looked like the sun was actually wrapped in the black net.
The long sword was like a small snake that fell into the net. It struggled left and right but couldn't get out no matter what.
Cheng Jianyi chuckled disdainfully: "Boy, you are relying on your Xuan-level treasure to stir up trouble and blind your eyes. Do you know what my treasure is? The Cloud Spider Heavenly Silkworm Web. This is the silk spit out by the monster Cloud Spider and the Heavenly Silkworm. It is added with countless treasures from heaven and earth. It took our sect elders a year to refine it. It is a top-grade Xuan-level treasure. It is incomparable to your broken sword."
The Cloud Spider's Heavenly Silkworm Web gathered Sikong Guahen's Xuan-level treasure, "Boy, consider this sword as your tribute to your senior brother. You must respect your senior brother in the future."
As he said this, he had already reached out and grabbed Sikong Guahen.
Cheng Jianyi's cultivation level was two stars of Xuanzong, while Sikong Guahen was only five stars of Xuanzong. There was such a huge difference in realms, and he was caught by Cheng Jianyi in one move. He stretched out his hand and slapped Sikong Guahen on the cheek.
Sikong Guahen's body flew into the air like a heavy object being thrown up, and crashed into a landscape stone behind him.
Sikong Guahen wanted to turn his Xuanli to avoid this landscape stone, but his Xuanli was controlled by Xuanzu's ancestral power and he couldn't turn it at this time.
Although the collision would not cost him his life, even if he had the cultivation level of a Xuanzong, he would still have broken bones and tendons.
"Kid, be more sensible in the future. Nothing good will come of you if you go against our Senior Brother Cheng."
"Yes, this is Yuhua Zhen Palace, not your Danding Shenzong in the countryside. If you don't obey here, you will be courting death."
"Don't talk about you. Even if Ye Xiangyang comes, he will have to behave like everyone else and keep his tail between his legs."
"Brother Cheng is showing mercy, otherwise I would have slapped you to death."
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There are a total of seventy-two people guarding the sect's main gate, all dressed in white pine and crane Taoist robes, which are worn by inner disciples and true disciples. This kind of Taoist robe is a treasure of the lower grade of the Xuan level.
If a lower-grade Xuan-level weapon were to strike back, it would definitely be able to hold off for a while.
The white Taoist robe on Sikong Guahen's body emitted bursts of white light, and the lines became brighter. This was because the Taoist robe was used to reduce the impact force.
Bang, Sikong scratched the front of the landscape stone and felt soft and alive.
Sikong Guahen stood up immediately. He saw three people standing not far away with smiles on their faces.
Sikong Guahen's eyes suddenly brightened up. Ye Xiangyang was here. His own president, Ye Xiangyang, was here.
"President, I've embarrassed you."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly, and reached out to touch Sikong's cheek, which was already swollen. "What are you talking about? Xuanzong dared to raise his hand with Xuanzu. This is manly courage. Look, I will avenge you."