There is a huge island with a radius of ten thousand miles. There are countless dangerous mountains and peaks on the island, surrounded by clouds and mist, and it is full of fairy air.
There is a thousand-foot-high peak that reaches straight into the sky. The peak is completely black. At the foot of the mountain stands a silver stone tablet over ten feet high, on which are engraved three large characters "Yin Yang Peak" in a flamboyant manner. This is the residence of the Yin Yang Saints, which is what they call themselves, and the outside world calls them the Yin Yang Twins.
The mountain is shaded by green trees and lined with strange-looking rocks.
The mountain was surrounded by endless black fog, which rolled and floated, and faint sounds of ghosts and wolves howling could be heard.
There is a hundred-acre bluestone square on the top of the mountain. After walking up ninety-nine blue stone steps, there is a black palace more than ten feet high. Ferocious skulls are engraved on the thick black stone pillars. Above the palace gate, there is a silver plaque hanging with three golden characters "Yin Yang Palace" inscribed on it.
More than a dozen hideous human faces appeared on the surface of the plaque, and the faces made a shrill ghostly cry.
The hall is spacious, with eighteen thick black stone pillars standing. A ferocious ghost is carved on each stone pillar. There is a three-legged black tripod on each side of the hall door, and there is a ball of green flame in each tripod. The lighting in the whole hall is a little dim, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
A fat, big-eared old man in a black robe was sitting on a black jade chair. The old man had small eyes and a string of black skulls hung on his chest, giving him an evil look.
Tiansha Zhenren, middle stage of Nascent Soul.
A young man with a blue shirt and a fair face stood aside. He was of sturdy build, with a piece of white jade tied around his waist. The jade emitted a crystal light, and he looked like a handsome young man. His face was a little pale, as if he was injured.
"How is it? Yu'er, are you feeling better?"
There was a hint of concern in Tiansha Zhenren's eyes, and from what he said, he was more concerned about the young man in blue.
"Thank you for your concern, great grandfather. I am fine now. If I run into that bitch again next time, I will make her wish she were dead."
At the end of his speech, the young man in blue shirt's face became ferocious.
"Hmph, you can only blame yourself for not learning the art well enough. If you practice the Heavenly Demon Jade Wave Art to the tenth level, how can that girl Yuyao be your opponent? When you advance to the Nascent Soul stage, not to mention Fairy Yuyao who ranks fourth in the Hundred Flowers Chart, Fairy Yuyin who ranks first in the Hundred Flowers Chart is not your opponent. In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. As long as you are strong enough, there is no woman you can't get. The True Lord Qianyang, who was active more than ten thousand years ago, abducted the saint of the Jiaolong clan, which triggered a large beast tide. But since then, there has been no news of him. Most likely, he died at the hands of the Jiaolong clan."
Tiansha Zhenren scolded in a tone of disappointment that the young man in blue was his only descendant, Lu Yunjie, who had been spoiled since childhood.
"Great-grandfather, where did you know this? How come your grandson doesn't know about it?"
Lu Yunjie asked curiously, his eyes a little fiery. The saint of the Jiaolong clan, just thinking about it was exciting.
"Penglai Pavilion has a large collection of ancient books, but you just don't read them. By the way, has the traitor not been found yet?"
Tiansha Zhenren changed his tone and changed the subject.
"No, fortunately there is a copy of the "Tiansha Zhenling Gong". Unfortunately, he also took away the spiritual bird egg. This is the spiritual bird egg brought out from the Burial Immortal Ruins."
Lu Yunjie said in a regretful tone that more than ten thousand years ago, a large beast tide broke out in the outer sea, and all the Nascent Soul cultivators took action. The human and demon races fought for hundreds of years, and both sides suffered countless casualties. The Immortal Burial Ruins is an ancient battlefield, and a large number of restrictions still remain. Even Nascent Soul cultivators who break into it are in danger of falling.
Tiansha Zhenren brought back a lot of good things from the Burial Ruins of Immortals, among which was an egg of an unknown spiritual bird. Tiansha Zhenren gave it to Lu Yunjie to incubate. Lu Yunjie's men took advantage of their positions and stole a batch of property, including the spiritual bird egg.
"Humph, it's all your fault that you did such a stupid thing. You even didn't let go of your own Taoist partner. No wonder he betrayed you. Lust is like a knife hanging over your head. If you don't take this as a warning, you will die at the hands of a woman sooner or later."
True Man Tiansha snorted coldly and scolded him unceremoniously.
He looked at the timid Lu Yunjie, his expression relaxed, and he flipped his palm. With a flash of inspiration, a light green jade shuttle appeared in his hand. The surface of the jade shuttle was glowing with light, which was quite extraordinary.
"I asked the True Man Sanjue to help me refine this flying shuttle. It is a replica of his cross-sea shuttle. Please accept it! As long as you don't encounter a Yuanying cultivator and use the flying shuttle with all your strength, there are few Jindan cultivators in the outer sea who can catch up with you."
Tiansha Zhenren flicked his wrist lightly, and the green jade shuttle flew out, floating in front of Lu Yunjie, flashing with spiritual light.
Lu Yunjie thanked him and accepted the green jade shuttle.
True Man Sanjue has three powerful magic weapons, and the Cross-Sea Shuttle is one of them. True Man Sanjue, who is in the early Nascent Soul stage, drives the Cross-Sea Shuttle with all his strength, and even the top-grade fourth-level demon birds cannot catch up with him. This Flying Shuttle is a replica of the Cross-Sea Shuttle, and its flying speed must be very fast.
True Man Sanjue is proficient in the art of refining weapons, and is ranked as one of the three immortals of Penglai because of this art. He seldom refines magic weapons for Jindan cultivators. If True Man Tiansha had not had some friendship with True Man Sanjue, True Man Sanjue would not have helped to refine a flying shuttle.
Lu Yunjie was secretly delighted to get the flying magic weapon personally refined by Master Sanjue.
True Man Sanjue gave Lu Yunjie a few instructions and asked him to leave.
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Jinxia Island, Yulian Peak, a secluded courtyard.
Ye Xue and three foundation-building monks sat in the stone pavilion drinking tea and discussing Taoism. The four of them were all second-level talisman makers.
Ye Xue got to know a group of talisman makers and held regular exchanges with them to learn from each other and enhance their friendship.
"Mrs. Han, we have known each other for such a long time, but I have never met your husband. I wonder if I can meet your husband today?"
A handsome young man in white asked politely. His surname was Li Mingsheng and he was from Qingyang Sect.
They had known Ye Xue for not long, and had all met Ye Xin, but not Han Changming.
Li Sheng was a little envious of Han Changming for marrying two sisters.
"You came at the wrong time. My husband is in seclusion for training. I will introduce you to someone when I am free some other day."
Ye Xue said in an apologetic tone that they had been in the open sea for two years, and Han Changming was either in seclusion practicing or out at sea hunting monsters, so she had no chance to introduce Han Changming to other people.
"No need to wait until another day, we can do it now."
Han Changming's hearty voice suddenly rang out, and as soon as he finished speaking, Han Changming walked out with a faint smile on his face.
"Husband, you are out of seclusion."
Ye Xue smiled happily, with Han Changming in her eyes.
Li Sheng frowned. He could naturally see that Ye Xue cared a lot about Han Changming.
"Husband, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Sun, and Fellow Daoist Zhao."
Ye Xue pointed at Li Sheng and introduced them to the other two.
Han Changming clasped his hands together and said politely, "I am Han Changming, nice to meet you three fellow Taoists."