Ye Xiangyang and Emperor Lei Li also saw the vast medicinal fields outside Xiangyang City. Various medicinal herbs were growing vigorously, and the fields were guarded and managed by special people.
All matters, inside and outside the city, have clear division of labor and are done in an orderly and methodical manner.
No one dared to cause trouble in Xiangyang City. Are you kidding? The Five Old Men of the Continent, the Fourteen Great Emperors of the Loose Cultivators, and eight more Emperors of the Loose Cultivators, as well as thirteen thousand masters of the Imperial Throne, the Yuhua Palace, the Sea Monster Island, and the Danding Divine Sect and many other emperors are here. They are looking for trouble for their own race.
Every move of many people in Xiangyang City is under the attention of the powerful people of Dijing. If you want to stir up trouble, you have to think about the consequences.
At the Xiangyang Society headquarters, some people are getting anxious because the auction will be held tomorrow. Other medicines are still okay, as three kinds of elixirs like the Emperor of Heaven and Earth Pill, the Seven-Star Emperor Pill, and the Emperor of Immortal Pill have already been sold at last month's auction.
President Ye Xiangyang has not arrived yet. How should this matter be handled
The Xiangyang Society would announce to the public that Ye Xiangyang was in seclusion, but they knew that Ye Xiangyang had gone to the Ghost Clan. If the news leaked and the Ghost Clan discovered the president, things would develop in an unimaginable direction.
Emperor Jia Lang, the Dragon God of Storms, was at a loss: "What should we do? What should we do? Tomorrow is the auction, and the elixir is gone. How can we tell the world that many people have waited in Xiangyang City for half a year just to get the elixir they need. Can we tell people that this elixir is gone?"
"Jia Lang, don't worry. If it doesn't work, we can put the three kinds of elixirs that are to be auctioned this month aside and sell them next month." said the Nine Dragon Goddess Long Xianghan.
Yu Yurou was worried: "There are not enough elixirs here, and I can't contact him yet. I wonder how he is doing with the ghost tribe now?"
The ten ancient races were all in the mysterious space. Their members were not allowed to go out without the order of the race, and others were not allowed to enter their place. Therefore, it was extremely difficult to receive news from Ye Xiangyang and others in Xiangyang City.
They could not send out any information at all, otherwise it might be discovered by others and put Ye Xiangyang in danger.
what to do
After a discussion, several people finally decided that if they couldn't wait for the pills, they could only postpone the time and keep the total amount of pills unchanged. Even so, some people would be dissatisfied.
The rules set by Xiangyang City were broken by himself. How could Xiangyang City establish and maintain unchanged city rules in the future
Just as they reached an agreement, news came in: "Reporting to the Xiangyang Club headquarters, the leader Ye Xiangyang and Emperor Lei Li are back."
One sentence made everyone stand up at once.
There was a happy expression on everyone's face. Ye Xiangyang had been away from Xiangyang City for half a year and felt as if he had lost a lot.
Yu Yurou and Dong Li were still, with expectations on their faces. They had been worried about Ye Xiangyang since he left. They knew that Ye Xiangyang had many treasures, was mysterious, and had the Emperor Leili following him. But what kind of place was the ghost clan? It was one of the ten ancient races and the most mysterious and powerful place.
For them, entering the ghost clan is like entering a dangerous place. There are so many experts in the ghost clan, and they don't know what will happen to them. Without any news, they feel anxious and uneasy.
Now, hearing that Ye Xiangyang and Emperor Lei Li have returned, they feel as if the tension in their hearts has finally settled down and they feel at ease.
There were sparkling, happy tears in the corners of their eyes.
Rainbow Emperor also had a smile on her face. She was not as worried as Yu Yurou and Dong Li Jingdong. She had experienced too many separations over tens of thousands of years, and she believed that Lei Li would not be in danger.
The news of Ye Xiangyang coming out of seclusion spread throughout Xiangyang City and reached Yuhua Palace at the same time.
The Xiangyang Club headquarters issued a directive: "All members of the Xiangyang Club must perform their duties, and no one is allowed to leave their post without permission."
Of course, this was mainly sent to those masters. Since the president had returned, there was a chance to meet. Even so, there were still twelve or thirteen emperor masters at the Xiangyang Club headquarters, and they welcomed Ye Xiangyang and Emperor Lei Li outside the headquarters gate.
People were surprised to find that the current Emperor Leili was an existence that they could not understand, and he seemed even more powerful and mysterious than before.
Jia Lang involuntarily walked to the front and asked quietly, "Brother, your realm has improved again."
Lei Li smiled slightly and whispered, "Not much progress, still Emperor Eight Stars, just reached the peak, the truth is, still can't enter the Nine Stars, it's really frustrating."
Lei Li's voice was not loud. Who were these people? They were all masters who had become the fourteen great emperors of the independent cultivators together with Lei Li. Hearing Lei Li pretending to be so arrogant, they all wanted to beat him up.
It takes a thousand or even tens of thousands of years for an Emperor master to advance to the next level. It is common for them to stay at the fifth or sixth star of the Emperor for ten or twenty thousand years.
You said that you followed Ye Xiangyang for four or five years, and you were promoted from the sixth-star Emperor to the peak of the eighth-star Emperor. If calculated under normal circumstances, it would take at least eight thousand to ten thousand years.
What the hell do you mean there hasn't been much progress? How much progress do you think is progress
Ye Xiangyang performed the junior's salute to all the emperors. Although the emperors said they dared not, they were very happy in their hearts. Ye Xiangyang did not become proud because of Xiangyang's magnificence.
After arriving at the hall and sitting down according to their seats, the core figures reported on the various tasks of the Xiangyang Society during this period. Each task had a specific emperor in charge.
After hearing the report, Ye Xiangyang was very happy and said to these core figures: "The cultivation resources must not be unfair to the brothers of Xiangyang Club. Regardless of their cultivation level, we must give them sufficient resources that we can give."
"To improve the welfare of our brothers, we still need you core members to discuss and make decisions together."
Everyone listened to Ye Xiangyang's instructions, which regarded all of them as the core of the Xiangyang Club. They were the ones who made the decisions on everything here, and everyone was filled with excitement.
After all the reports about Xiangyang Club and Xiangyang City were completed, Ye Xiangyang asked with a smile, "Are all the five seniors from the mainland here?"
Yu Yurou nodded and said, "Yes, at the invitation of Huadi Wuxing Zhuiyunsou He Lianggong, the five seniors are here."
Ye Xiangyang stood up: "I don't know where the five seniors are arranged. I want to visit them in person. The five seniors."
There are five old men in the continent: He Lianggong, the old man who can draw invisible clouds on the ground, Duan Gansheng, the old man who can understand everything in the world, Butianzong, the old man who can fish in the Nine-bend River, Meng Yang, the old man who can kill ghosts, immortals and dragons, and Lao Fenghua, the first man to seize the world. They are all emperors who have stayed in Xuanwu Continent and are over 100,000 years old. They played a role in turning the tide in several great disasters of heavenly demons and are great figures that all martial artists in Xuanwu Continent give thumbs up to.
These people all have the cultivation level of nine stars of the Emperor. Only Huadi Wuxing Zhuiyunsou and He Lianggong have scattered their skills, which has caused them to fall to the eight-star level.
The arrival of these people allowed the Xiangyang Society to truly gain strength, surpassing the three holy places, six sects and ten ancient races at the high level.
Next year will be the time for a decisive battle with the ghost clan. No one knows when the great calamity of the heavenly demons will break out. These emperor masters will surely play a stabilizing role in every decisive battle.
"They are all on Zilan Mountain. They said that Zilan Mountain is the best place. The five of them are willing to plant flowers and plants for our sect there."
Dong Lijing spoke in a clear and calm voice.
Ye Xiangyang decided to take Yu Yurou and Dongli Jingdong to visit the five seniors in person.
Zilan Mountain is about 5,000 miles away from Xiangyang City to the east. It is where Xiangyang City grows medicinal herbs. The five old seniors probably let go of their worldly desires, experienced the vicissitudes of a hundred thousand years, and their souls returned to their original nature, so they settled down in Zilan Mountain.
Everyone nodded, and Ye Xiangyang took the two girls, traveled through the space, and headed towards Zilan Mountain.
On the Zilan Mountain, five old men were drinking tea. One of them, an old man dressed as a fisherman, and another old man dressed as a scholar, were playing chess. At the top of the Zilan Mountain, next to them was a chessboard that was a hundred feet in size.
The old man dressed as a fisherman was none other than Butianzong, the fisherman in Jiuqu River. He stretched out his hand toward the sky and grabbed a stone floating in the starry sky. When the stone was grabbed, it burst into flames and when it landed on the ground it became a white chess piece the size of a millstone.
"Hehehe, poor scholar, I want to see where you can go this time."
After saying this, Bu Tianzong's face showed a jubilant expression, as if seeing the all-knowing and divine old man Duan Gansheng being humiliated was his greatest pleasure.
Duan Gansheng said calmly: "Old fisherman, do you think that your killing calamity can really kill someone? Far from it."
Duan Gansheng stretched out his arm towards the distant starry sky. After three breaths, he grabbed a black starry sky floating stone the size of a millstone into his palm.
The black chess piece was pressed in the killing calamity, and this destroyed Duan Gansheng's killing calamity.
The three old men, the Invisible Cloud Chaser, the Ghost Slayer, the Immortal Slayer, and the First Man Who Shocked the World, looked at the mystery of this chess move and couldn't help but put down their tea and laughed, "Good, good, good, this move by the sour scholar is good."
"Hahaha, old fisherman, your killing calamity has been broken."
"Yes, the old fisherman has been playing chess for three months, but he has never won a single game. He is probably in danger today."
Ye Xiangyang, Yu Yurou and Dong Lijing stood behind them, looking at their chessboards seriously.
They flattened the mountain peaks to make chessboards and pulled down floating stones from the starry sky to make chess pieces. Only people like them have such heroic spirit.
There were black and white pieces scattered on the chessboard, and it was obvious that the situation between the two people was in a stalemate.
As the attacks came one after another, the Butian Sect, which had the upper hand at the beginning, is now at a disadvantage, and the situation is gradually deteriorating.
Duan Gansheng was like a scholar, with no plans left. Every chess piece was pressed against the momentum of the Butian Sect, and they were closing in step by step.
"Hahaha, old fisherman, you're no good. You're still going to lose this round."
Sweat was about to break out on Butianzong's forehead.
Ye Xiangyang looked at the chessboard. This was just a change in the formation, just like an army charging on a battlefield. Different generals would lay out different strategies.
As soon as Duan Gansheng made a move, more than ten pieces of the Butian Sect were eaten.
Butian Zong pushed the plate and admitted defeat.
Ye Xiangyang was watching intently: "Senior, the two armies are in a stalemate, and the outcome is still undecided. How can you say they lost?"
Ps: Today is the 30th day of the lunar year, and tonight is the New Year's Eve. It is the New Year. Here, I wish all my brothers and sisters to have this day every year, and to have the best grades for students, to have a lot of money for businessmen, and to have a prosperous career for officials... Men are successful in love, and women are spoiled by their beloved men. In a word: I wish everyone happiness.
Years, until the 17th day of the first lunar month, I will work hard to write three chapters a day. I ask my brothers to support Years in addition to their joy. Years bows.