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This white-clothed young man claimed to be Shang Yunxiao, saying that he was one of the true disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and this time he came out to meet the world with Elder Xue Hu!

Seeing Fang Fei's eyebrows tightly locked, his face was full of gloom, Shang Yunxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Xue's action may not be able to heal your sister's injury, but it is no problem to stop the injury from getting worse in a short period of time!"

Hearing that Shang Yunxiao seemed to have something to say, Fang Feiyang couldn't help but ask, "You just said that you could save Sister Qinglian, didn't you lie to me!"

"Of course not!" Shang Yunxiao smiled: "It may not be difficult to save his life, but if you want her to return to the state before the injury, it will not be easy!"

Fang Feiyang was surprised and delighted, originally he only hoped to save Sister Qinglian's life, but now he didn't expect that there would be a chance for Sister Qinglian to return to her pre-injury state, which was simply an unexpected joy!

"If I can help Sister Qinglian recover to the state before she was injured, no matter what conditions you have, I can agree!" Fang Feiyang said solemnly.

"I can't talk about the conditions or anything, but I like it very much if you have this attitude!" Shang Yunxiao nodded with a smile and said, "Have you ever heard of the "Amazing Vision"?"

Fang Feiyang shook his head.

"You should have heard of the painting of the Holy Leaf Jinghong, right?"

This time, Fang Feiyang nodded, because the name of Painting Saint Ye Jinghong was too famous, and he was almost a household name in the entire Xuanling Continent!

It is said that a long, long time ago, the entire land was still connected together, the demons were raging, the monsters were rampant, and humans could only survive in the cracks.

Later, the heavenly immortals showed compassion for human beings and sent countless heavenly soldiers and generals to divide the entire continent into three parts.

A piece called the Xuanling Continent is for human beings to multiply.

One piece is called the Moluo Continent, which is controlled and managed by the Demon Clan.

A piece called the Demon Pole Continent is a paradise for the demon clan.

The three continents were divided by the vast and endless Eternal Sea, and at the same time, the sky above the Moluo Continent and the Demon Pole Continent was also set up by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, making them unable to contact with humans, which made human beings have a peaceful and stable time!

For tens of thousands of years since then, the three clans of humans, demons, and demons have been at peace with each other, and then some people in the human race have gradually discovered the power of martial spirits and began to embark on the path of cultivation.

After that, some cultivation sects came into being, and the overall strength of the human race began to improve rapidly!

Originally, this situation may have lasted for a long time, but a crisis thousands of years ago almost caused a shocking tragedy!

It is said that a meteor came from outside the sky and crashed into the endless sea, setting off a huge wave, and the hurricane tsunami lasted for more than a month!

Under this huge impact, some gaps appeared in the seals of the Demon Luo Continent and the Demon Pole Continent, and some powerful demon beasts and demons were lucky enough to come to the Xuanling Continent through the space-time rift, and suddenly set off a bloody storm.

In these troubled times, some genius monks stepped forward to fight to the death for the dawn of life and the demon beasts and demons.

After decades and a heavy price, the space-time rift leading to the Demon Luo Continent and the Demon Extreme Continent was finally resealed, and a catastrophe of extermination was eliminated!

This group of genius monks has been remembered by future generations, and their heroic deeds have been sung through the generations, and the painting of the Holy Leaf Jinghong is one of the most dazzling!

It is said that this person's martial spirit is a magical paintbrush with incredible sealing powers, and can seal all kinds of wonderful powers into paintings!

It is said that Ye Jinghong was originally just a person with ordinary qualifications, but by chance, he got the inheritance of the ancient immortals, so that he suddenly rose to prominence in a short period of time and had the strength to look down on the world!

In the last battle to seal the space-time rift, the painting saint Ye Jinghong did not hesitate to burn his soul to guard the last entrance of the space-time rift, and was finally sucked away by the raging space-time turbulence!

In order to commemorate him, later generations honored him as the "painting saint", and even set up a monument for him in some places to express their respect for him!

Ye Jinghong's story is familiar even to a young man like Fang Feiyang who has not yet entered the cultivation.

Seeing Fang Feiyang nodded, Shang Yunxiao asked again: "Then do you know that in fact, the painting Saint Ye Jinghong was originally born in our Yunhai Immortal Sect?"

This sentence shocked Fang Feiyang, because the legend rarely mentions Ye Jinghong's original sect, but it is only said that he has obtained the inheritance of the ancient immortals, and he has cultivated a thorough ability!

Seeing Fang Feiyang's surprised expression, Shang Yunxiao sighed and spoke eloquently.

"Before getting the inheritance of the Ancient Immortals, Ye Jinghong once came to our Yunhai Immortal Sect to seek the Tao, but unfortunately his qualifications were average, and he only barely passed the entry test and became an outer disciple!"

As a first-class sect in the cultivation world, the recruitment standards of Yunhai Immortal Sect are quite strict, Ye Jinghong can become an outer disciple of Yunhai Immortal Sect, in fact, his qualifications are excellent, but there is still a slight gap from entering the inner gate!

"Ye Jinghong is also an arrogant character, after joining the outer gate, he worked hard, and wanted to enter the inner gate, but the selection for three consecutive years was not by a millimeter, so he quit the sect in anger!"

It was precisely because of this departure that he had an opportunity, and later coincidentally got the inheritance of the ancient immortals. ”

"When he reappeared more than ten years later, he had become a well-known young master in the world, which made all the sect elders who looked down on him regret it at the beginning!"

Speaking of this, Shang Yunxiao also shook his head, as if he was very sorry!

"Later, Ye Jinghong did not hesitate to sacrifice himself and sealed the space-time rift leading to the Demon Luo Continent and the Demon Pole Continent, in order to commemorate him, the sect erected a jade statue for him on the Lonely Crane Peak where he originally practiced, and at the same time reminded the elders that they must be good at discovering the potential of their disciples, and they must not miss such a talented good seedling!"

As soon as he said this, Fang Feiyang finally understood the relationship between Ye Jinghong and Yunhai Immortal Sect, no wonder in later legends, he was almost never mentioned as a disciple of Yunhai Immortal Sect, there was such a story in it!

Shang Yunxiao continued: "After the jade statue was erected, about a hundred years later, suddenly one day, the jade statue's arm suddenly turned, pointing to the west, and the fingertips emitted an inexplicable flash, and soon after, an elder who traveled down the mountain brought back an immortal relic treasure from the Western Gobi, shocking the sect!"

Shang Yunxiao said as he pointed to the inner wall of the carriage and said, "This painting is the jade statue set up for Ye Jinghong on the Lonely Crane Peak. ”

Fang Feiyang noticed that there were many patterns painted on the wall of the carriage, and the most conspicuous one was a heroic young man, pointing to the sky with one hand, a faint white light flashing on his fingertips, and the other hand holding an inconspicuous pale golden pen!