Autumn is gone and spring is coming, and another year flies by in a snap of a finger.

Over the past year, Yang Tianxing did not deliberately swallow pills to pursue cultivation speed, but was not in a hurry, not arrogant or impatient, meditating and swallowing spiritual energy every day, and looking at cultivation with a normal heart.

In his spare time, he will grow herbs to fish for shrimp, and occasionally accompany Yiyangzi to drink some wine and play a few games on the chessboard to calm down and nourish his nature.

Yiyangzi also said to Yang Tianxing more than once that on the way to cultivating immortals, he paid the most attention to one fate. If there is no fate, you can't get it, if it's fate, you will eventually get it.

Over the past year, Yang Tianxing has calmed down his mind and gone with the flow, but his cultivation has come naturally, breaking through to the realm of the ninth layer of qi training.

It is said that the country where the Pure Yang Sect is located is the Chen State, and the Chen State is one of the ten countries of the East China Sea, and the northern part of the Ten Kingdoms of the East China Sea borders the northern wasteland.

Speaking of this northern wasteland, whether it is secular folk customs or immortal cultivation system, it is completely different from the ten countries of the East China Sea.

There are nine barbarian tribes living in the northern wasteland, and in each barbarian tribe, there are barbarian monks.

Since ancient times, the Northern Wasteland and the Ten Kingdoms of the East China Sea have been enemies of life and death. Due to the harsh environment of the wasteland, almost every year, the nine major tribes of the wasteland will send barbarian armies to launch a war of aggression against the ten countries of the East China Sea in order to rob the food and population of the ten countries of the East China Sea.

In order to protect the property and people of the frontier, the royal families of the ten countries of the East China Sea will also deploy a large number of troops on the frontier. Every year, the mortal armies of the ten kingdoms of the East China Sea will engage in fierce battles with the barbarian armies of the northern wastelands on the frontier.

But for a long time, both sides have been abiding by a rule, or a tacit understanding has been formed, that is, in the battle of the armies of the mortal world, no immortal cultivators on both sides can help.

This rule persisted for hundreds of years, but in this year, this rule was tacitly broken by the Northern Wasteland Army.

On this day, the barbarian army began to launch a war of aggression again, and at the frontier, a general of Chen State deployed his army and was confronting the barbarian army on the opposite side.

The general was about to launch an order to defend the territory and fight to the death, but at this moment, a dazzling sword light suddenly shot out from the army of barbarian soldiers on the opposite side.

The sword light flew over a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, and the blade spun around the general's neck, and before the general could react, he was killed on the spot by the blade.

"Ah, the Wasteland Monk has begun to participate in the mortal war, please hurry up and tell Your Majesty about this!" Although the Chen army was defeated and wounded countless in the battle, some soldiers still ran back to the Chen State and told the Chen royal family about it.

Chen Zikuan, the current emperor of the Chen State, was already terminally ill and dying, but when he heard about this, he still insisted on dragging his sick body to a large hall called Fengxian Hall in the imperial city.

Chen Zikuan's two princes, the second prince Chen Tianren and the third prince Chen Tianyou followed, but as for Chen Zikuan's eldest prince, he suddenly died half a year ago.

Chen Zikuan opened the door of the Fengxian Hall and walked in, there was nothing else inside, in a burst of incense, three sound transmission tokens were enshrined here.

It turned out that although the Pure Yang Sect had always been far away from the world, it had always been tasked with protecting the royal family of the Chen Kingdom, and these three transmission tokens were left here by the previous generation of Pure Yang Sect.

"The barbarian immortal cultivators in the Northern Wasteland participated in the secular war, and I also ask your sect to send immortal cultivators to go to the Northern Wasteland with us to pacify the barbarian army and the barbarian immortal cultivators in the Wasteland!"

Chen Zikuan picked up a token, first said this sentence towards the token with his mouth close to it, and then threw the token outward, and the token had already flown into the sky, flying towards the Pure Yang Sect thousands of miles away.

Seeing this scene, a fierce light flashed in the depths of the eyes of the second prince Chen Tianren, but this fierce light was quickly hidden by him, he didn't say anything after all, and let the sound transmission token come towards the Pure Yang Sect.

On this day, on the top of Ziyang Peak, Yiyangzi was bored, and he was pulling Yang Tianxing to play chess with him, at this moment, a sound of breaking the air came, Yiyangzi quickly fished out his right hand, and the next moment a sound transmission token appeared in his hand.

A spiritual light struck the token, and the voice of Chen Zikuan, the emperor of the Chen State, immediately reverberate.

"Well, the barbarian monks are involved in secular warfare?

Yiyangzi opened his mouth and sighed, as if he had thought of something, and after a pause, he said to Yang Tianxing: "Tianxing, you come with me!"

Although Yang Tianxing wondered in his heart, he still followed closely behind Yiyangzi. After a while, the two of them came to a large hall halfway up the mountain of Ziyang Peak.

In front of the main hall, a statue of a general with angry eyes and a statue of Wenchen holding a fan is located on both sides, and the plaque in front of the main hall is written with four big characters "Luck Palace!"

Luck? What is luck? Yang Tianxing was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth to ask, and then walked in with Yiyangzi.

The incense is full of incense in the main hall, and there is a three-legged tripod standing in the center, and a golden dragon head is carved on the outer wall of the big tripod. There was nothing inside the Great Ding, only a wisp of golden flame floating in the air and burning quietly.

It's just that at this moment, the flame is extremely weak, and the flame flickering and flickering, and it seems that it will be extinguished at any time.

The moment Ichiyoko saw this faint flame, his face immediately changed drastically. "It's not good, the flame of luck is so weak, the royal family of the Chen Kingdom is in danger!"

Seeing that Yang Tianxing's face was full of doubts on the side, Yiyangzi immediately explained to him with a solemn face: "Tianxing, this flame is the fire of Chen Guo's luck, if the flame is strong, it means that Chen Guo's fortune is strong, the country is prosperous, the people are safe, the wind and rain are smooth, if the flame is weak, it means that Chen Guo's fortune is declining, and the bad luck is full of disasters!"

"Tianxing, you see that this flame of luck is so weak now, and it is in danger of being extinguished at any time, it means that even the children of the royal family of the Chen Kingdom are facing the danger of life and death at any time. ”

"Sect Master, Tianxing has a confusion in his heart, may I ask what this luck is?" Yang Tianxing finally said the doubts in his heart.

Yiyangzi's face was slightly stunned at first, and then he smiled heartily, and said to Yang Tianxing: "Luck is mysterious and unpredictable, everything in this world, as small as an individual, such as you and me, as big as a national sect, and even the stars, sun and moon above the nine heavens, all have luck in them. ”

"Those who have strong luck, blessed by God, will be far away from the immortal fate, and they can soar straight to the nine heavens when they have the opportunity!"

"Those whose luck is declining are disgusted by heaven and earth, and bad luck is constantly plagued, and there is a danger of falling and destroying at any time. ”

"In short, Tianxing, you should remember that this luck is a very mysterious and important thing, and the more luck a person has, the better!"

"Then Sect Master, how do you usually get this luck?"

"Ang, don't ask me about this, I don't know!"

"Tianxing, you are here today, and I just ordered you a mission. The northern barbarian immortal cultivators invaded, and the royal family of the Chen State was in danger of life. You will go down the mountain to join the WTO, go to the northern Xinjiang with the army of Chen Guo once, and meet the barbarian monks there for a while. ”

"Am I alone?"

"Haha, rest assured, the Jindan Yuanying Monk will not be shameless and make a move against secular mortals. The most barbarian monks who shot this time were the foundation building period realm. ”

"You go first, and then I will send other sect monks to assist you!"

"In addition, Tianxing's trip to Northern Xinjiang is only a small part of the mission, you have to find out what happened to the Chen royal family and protect the bloodline of the Chen royal family!"

"Well, Tianxing understands, if there is nothing to do, Tianxing will set off!"

After saying this, Yang Tianxing turned around and left, but he didn't pay attention, behind him, Yiyangzi suddenly shot a spiritual light on the head of the Great Ding Dragon.

"Help me check, what is the luck of this kid Yang Tianxing?" Yiyangzi said silently in his heart.

The two dragon eyes of the golden dragon head opened suddenly, and then locked their gaze on Yang Tianxing's back.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, a long time passed, and the luck of the Dading did not react. Just when Yiyangzi was doubting in his heart, a deafening dragon groan suddenly came from inside the main hall.

In a burst of dazzling golden light, a golden dragon hovered from the Great Ding, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire Great Hall.

Seeing this scene, Yiyangzi was stunned with fright, and the boss with his mouth open could stuff several eggs into it.

"Qi Luck Dragon, and it's also a five-clawed golden dragon, what is the origin of this kid, how can there be such a strong luck on his body, even my Pure Yang Sect Qi luck is not as good as him, it's incredible!"

Chen Capital, the capital of the Chen Kingdom, is located two thousand miles northeast of the Pure Yang Sect. Yang Tianxing left the Great Hall of Luck, cleaned up briefly, put on a white robe, rode a thousand-mile horse, and then set off towards Chen Du.

Half an hour later, Yang Tianxing had already left the range of the Pure Yang Sect, but at this moment, something extremely unexpected happened to him, and a deafening tiger roar suddenly came from the surrounding mountains and forests.

The black horse under Yang Tianxing's crotch was affected by the sound of the tiger's roar, his body trembled, and his front hooves suddenly raised high, almost lifting Yang Tianxing off the horse's back.

It's just that after Yang Tianxing heard the sound of the tiger's roar, his face did not show the slightest fear, but showed a strong look of excitement.

There is no other reason, for Yang Tianxing, this tiger roar is too familiar.

"Damn, isn't this the cry of the Wind Spirit Tiger Dabai, it's just that Dabai's cry is full of anger and urgency, is it in any danger?"

This thought flashed in his heart, Yang Tianxing didn't dare to delay for half a minute, the wind was under his feet, and he quickly rushed towards the direction where the big white voice came from just now. After climbing two hills in a row, he finally saw Dabai's familiar figure.

It's just that the situation is indeed as Yang Tianxing expected, and Dabai's situation at the moment is very dangerous. He was cornered by four human monks to a cliff, and he kept a low and uneasy roar from his mouth.

Not only is the majesty of the past gone, but the sword wounds on Dabai's body are densely packed, the white fur on his body has lost its former luster, and the flesh and blood are blurred, and the blood manager is miserable.

"Hmph, you beast, you actually ran all the way from Xiao State to Chen State, you are running, you are running again!"

"You said that you have broken through the foundation building period, and the size is also a demon king in the surrounding mountains and forests, what do you do not do well, but you are the man's mount. It's okay now, I was worried about our sect master, not only were all my subordinates killed and wounded, but I was also going to die immediately. ”

"Haha, you beast, you have come all the way to this Chen Guo Chunyang Sect, and you want that person to save your life. Unfortunately, this idea will never come true. ”

"Because, even if that man comes, we will kill him all!"

After the four of them said these words, they were just about to raise their swords together to slash the Wind Spirit Tiger, but at this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from not far away.

"Stop it all!"

The sound was not only deafening, but also had a stunning, dizzying effect. Before the long swords in the hands of the four of them were chopped, they felt a wave of dizziness in their brains.

When the dizziness dissipated, and when the four of them looked forward again, they suddenly found that in front of the Wind Spirit Tiger, there was a white-clothed figure standing there with his hands behind his back.

The Wind Spirit Tiger had already planned to close its eyes and wait for death, but at this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

Looking at this incomparably familiar back and smelling this incomparably familiar smell, Feng Linghu couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Tears welled up in its eyes, and it let out a low roar of grievance, and then it lay down on its huge head and rubbed it on the legs of the white-clad figure as usual.

"Hehe, it's actually a monk of Xuanyuan Sect, and it's really a narrow road. The person who came was naturally Yang Tianxing, his eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, and his face was full of coldness.

The four monks of the Xuanyuan Sect were stunned for a moment at first, and then after seeing the faces of the people who came clearly, their faces suddenly became extremely excited.

"Haha, it's you, Yang Tianxing!"

"There is an old saying, it is called stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get them. All the monks of our Xuanyuan Sect searched for you but couldn't do it, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door by yourself today. ”

"Yang Tianxing, you killed our young sect master, but the sect master said that no matter who it is, as long as you bring your head back to the sect, you can get a great reward. ”

"Haha, brothers, we should join forces with a few of us today, let's go up together and kill Yang Tianxing. ”

The four Xuanyuan Sect cultivators didn't put Yang Tianxing into their eyes at all, as if killing Yang Tianxing was a matter of being captured.

In fact, according to the ordinary situation, this is not wrong, the four of them are all monks in the early stage of foundation building, and it is indeed extremely easy to deal with a small monk of the ninth level of Qi cultivation period.

But they didn't realize that this time was not an ordinary situation, because the other person they met was Yang Tianxing.

The four Xuanyuan Sect monks roared at the same time, and they all sacrificed a long sword, and then through the Divine Sense Imperial Sword, they controlled the long sword to slash towards the top of Yang Tianxing's head.

It's just that judging from the aura emanating from these four long swords, this is actually just four top-grade attack magic weapon long swords, not some spirit weapon long sword.

In fact, this is in line with the general situation in the immortal cultivation world. For ordinary foundation-building monks who have just stepped into the foundation building period, it is very difficult to have a spiritual weapon, and it is already extremely good to have a superb attack magic weapon to use.

Looking at the four long swords attacking him, Yang Tianxing's face did not change at all, and his body stood motionless.

"Hey, in the face of our attack, why didn't Yang Tianxing, this kid, move?"

"What else can it be, he is only a cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi, when has he seen such a large formation, in the face of our joint attack, he must have been scared stupid. ”

Until this moment, the four Xuanyuan Sect monks did not forget to laugh at Yang Tianxing, and then the next scene happened, and some people were indeed scared, but it was not Yang Tianxing who was stupid, but these four Xuanyuan Sect monks.

The four long swords slashed at the top of Yang Tianxing's head almost at the same time, but the scene they expected Yang Tianxing to be killed by the four long swords did not happen, but their four long swords were broken into two.

"How is this possible? How can this kid's head be so iron? Even the best magic weapon sword has broken. The four Xuanyuan Sect cultivators were so frightened that their souls almost came out of their bodies, and they all shouted loudly in their hearts.

"Hmph, don't be rude, you've already made a move, and it's my turn to make a move!"

Yang Tianxing snorted coldly in his mouth, and then slammed his right foot on the ground, and his body had already turned into an afterimage and shot out.

The afterimage flashed in front of the four Xuanyuan Sect monks, accompanied by four bangs, and when Yang Tianxing's body appeared again, the four monks had already opened their eyes and covered their hearts with their hands, and fell to the ground with their faces full of incredulity.

It turned out that the moment Yang Tianxing passed by them, he had already struck out four punches at an extremely fast speed, breaking the hearts and minds of these four monks.

A ninth-level junior monk killed four foundation building stage monks with just four punches. Even if you look at the entire history of cultivating immortals, this scene has never happened.

Behind Yang Tianxing, the Wind Spirit Tiger Dabai also had a pair of tiger eyes wide, staring at Yang Tianxing with disbelief on his face.

Although it was fortunate enough to break through to the foundation building period, in its perception, the gap between it and Yang Tianxing seemed to be getting wider and wider, and Yang Tianxing seemed to be able to easily kill it.

Just when Feng Linghu was stunned, Yang Tianxing suddenly turned around, and said to Feng Linghu with a slight smile on his face: "Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Da Bai roared in his mouth, and he just wanted to step forward to play with Yang Tianxing for a while, but before he could take a step, he fell to the ground.

The continuous long journey and excessive blood loss had made its body extremely vain, and now that the crisis had dissipated, Dabai could no longer hold on.

But fortunately, it met Yang Tianxing, and fortunately, Yang Tianxing usually has the habit of planting elixir.

Yang Tianxing wiped the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and two three-hundred-year-old blood ginseng plants had already appeared in his hands, and then he stuffed them all into the mouth of the big white tiger.

Three hundred years of blood ginseng was already an extremely precious treasure in the immortal cultivation world, but Yang Tianxing treated it as if he were a cabbage, one after another, constantly stuffing into the big white mouth.

In fact, for Yang Tianxing, who has the tears of the candle dragon in his hand, the blood ginseng of three hundred years seems to be really similar to Chinese cabbage.

A day later, Da Bai had recovered from his serious injuries, and he was jumping around Yang Tianxing for a while, and rubbing his head against Yang Tianxing's trouser leg for a while, while whimpering in a low voice, as if telling the grievances in his heart.

"For you, the three thousand beauties of my harem were all killed by the monks of Xuanyuan Sect. ”

Yang Tianxing seemed to understand Da Bai's intentions, he touched Da Bai's head with his hand and said: "Da Bai, you will mess with me in the future, do you remember the white tigress in our sect, you can rest assured that you will not be lonely." ”

Hearing the news of the white tigress, Da Bai immediately came to his senses, it raised its head and let out a long roar, and then lay on the ground on its forelimbs, carrying Yang Tianxing towards the direction of Chen Du quickly.