Chapter 3: Apprenticeship (I)
"Bold demons, bright and clear, in broad daylight, how can you be presumptuous!"
Yang Ming burst into a shout, his clothes were windless, and his low-hanging hands formed dozens of handprints in an instant, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Yin and Yang, everything you want!"
His whole body clothes suddenly bulged up, and suddenly the brilliance overflowed, like a Taoist supreme, full of brilliance, bright and bright.
Countless brilliant brilliance unexpectedly formed an arc, protecting the three of Yangming. Touching the brilliance, the twelve flying swords that shimmered with the cold light of the forest could no longer be inched.
'Ding Ding Ding ......'
There was a crisp sound, and the twelve flying swords catapulted back, coiled in the air several times, and each flew back into the hands of the twelve.
Among the twelve, the one on the far left, who was obviously the one who took the lead, saw his eyes glaze over, looking at Ling Xuan, who was standing on the side, and immediately, two masked people pounced, and the remaining ten people sacrificed their swords again, and the brilliance flashed, attacking Yang Ming and the three of them.
"Madame, protect him!"
Yang Ming let out a low snort, Fang Qin understood, dodged and jumped away, the jade hand quickly pinched out a trick, the brilliance flashed, and a fiery red flying sword rose into the sky, stopped at the top of her head, and then turned a corner, the tip of the sword was aimed at the direction of Ling Xuan, and in an instant, it turned into dozens of handles, and it became a peacock opening the screen, and smashed down. The sword was powerful, and as soon as it appeared, there was a scorching high temperature that overwhelmed the sky, with the momentum of burning everything, and the brilliance was dazzling.
The name of this sword is called the sun, the sword is two fingers wide, about two feet long, it is made of the essence of fire under the collection of thousands of miles, the whole body is fiery red, it is the magic weapon flying sword of Fangqin's pride, it is the best spiritual weapon, and the power is huge.
The two Demon Sect people who pounced on Ling Xuan were shocked, and they didn't care about Ling Xuan, so they hurriedly induced the magic trick and urged the flying sword to catch up. In a moment, the two flying swords spun rapidly above their heads, forming a lotus flower to protect the top, firmly protecting the two of them.
The two flying swords of this demon cultist, whether they were powerful or awe-inspiring, were more than a star and a half different from Fang Qin's Sun-Conquering Sword, just like the difference between the scorching sun in the sky and the fireflies on the ground.
'Ding Ding ......'
Fang Qin itself is a peerless cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, coupled with the power of the ultimate spiritual weapon to seize the Sun Sword, just two demon sect disciples, their own cultivation is not in the Jindan stage, and the flying sword is just an ordinary magic weapon. As soon as the two came into contact, they collapsed at the first touch, but fortunately, the two demon cultists were quick to see and move, and at the last moment, they abandoned their swords and fled, although they saved their lives, they were also frightened, and secretly shouted that it was dangerous.
Yang Ming also sacrificed the flying sword, his flying sword name is Bingling, long ruler, one finger wide, dazzling cold light, cold air. Completely different from Fang Qin's Sun-Conquering Sword, the Ice Ling Sword is a 10,000-year-old ice crystal taken from the extreme north, which has been refined by 7749 supreme supernatural powers, and then refined by Yang Ming with his own mana and a trace of essence. As soon as it appeared, the scorching air suddenly became cold, although the scorching sun was in the sky, everyone only felt the cold attacking, and Ling Xuan was even more cold and shivering.
These twelve people are the twelve earth demons under the command of the Ghost Lotus Sect leader of the Ghost Yin Sect on the Ghost Yin Mountain, all of them are cultivators in the late stage of the out-of-body period, and among the thousands of cultivators, they are also considered to be strong, but when they meet a master of the distraction period such as Yang Ming, as soon as they come into contact, they are doomed to failure.
As soon as the Bingling Sword came out, all the flying swords were eclipsed, and the twelve earths were shattered, only to feel that their flying swords began to wail, and the connection between the sword in their hearts, together with the flying sword itself, was crumbling.
"Formation!"
At this moment, the leader of the twelve earthly demons shouted, and the twelve people immediately gave up the attack and defense of the sword, shifted their shapes, and formed a seventy-two earthly evil array in a moment, when the formation was formed, the heavens and the earth changed color, the dark clouds covered the top, the yin and yang were reversed, and the wind was blowing.
Yang Ming, Fang Qin, and Zeng Nianyu all had their faces changed drastically, and Ling Xuan looked at the horrified scene in front of him, and he was already so frightened that his face was bloodless. This seventy-two earthly evil arrays, all-encompassing, and all laws are one, is actually the means of the true immortal family, and its power is not something that ordinary cultivators can compete with.
The three of them hurriedly sacrificed their respective flying sword magic weapons and resisted with all their might.
However, the seventy-two earthly evil arrays need to gather the combined number of seventy-two people to make it with all their might, in order to obtain the great perfection, great power, and great supernatural powers, reverse yin and yang, and unite ten thousand laws in one mind, looking at the three thousand worlds, the power is unmatched.
At this time, with the strength of only twelve people, the power was greatly reduced, and it was less than one thousandth of the original. Yang Ming, Fang Qin, and Zeng Nianyu all urged the magic weapon flying sword, the Ice Ling Sword, the Sun Capture Sword, and the Colorful Joy Aya were all rising against the storm, and in a moment, they had occupied the top of the three people's heads, and the red rays, cold light, and colorful glow pierced the darkness, roared out, and instantly overflowed the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the anti-yin and yang power that poured down.
"Yin and yang, things are born with all their hearts, broken!"
Yang Ming's hand led the Yin and Yang to turn into a matter, and with a loud shout, the Ice Ling Sword screamed, rising into the sky, and the cold light roared down. Dark clouds and strong winds, as if they did not dare to compete with the cold light, instantly receded like a tide.
"Whirring ......"
There was a cry, and the twelve earthly bodies shook violently, and they flew away one after another.
In an instant, the rain cleared, the dark clouds dispersed, the wind subsided, the sky was blue, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the scorching temperature filled the land again.
"Hmph, the Yin and Yang Transformation of the Polar Sect is really worthy of its name! Yang Ming, we will have a period in the future!"
In the distance, the twelve people led by the demons hugged their fists towards Yang Ming, and the twelve people tried their best to sacrifice their flying swords, turning into twelve black lights, rushing into the sky, and in a moment, disappeared at the end of sight.
"Demon cultists, leave!"
Zeng Nianyu snorted, pinched the magic trick in her hand, and sacrificed the colorful free silk, and was about to chase after her, Fang Qin reached out and grabbed her.
"There's no need to chase, they are the twelve demons under the command of the Ghost Lotus Sect leader on the Ghost Yin Mountain, and the monks can't run away from the temple. Yang Ming's expression was solemn, and he said: "After enduring for many years, the demon sect disciples have reappeared, and the cultivation world may not be peaceful anymore." ”
Ling Xuan looked at the three of them stupidly, his young mind fluttering and jumping. The right talent is gorgeous and colorful, and the ever-changing fights may be ordinary in the eyes of immortal cultivators, but in Ling Xuan's eyes, it is a shock that has never been seen before.
He has no father or mother, he has lived in this small mountain village since he was a child, and he has never seen any big scenes, and the fight of the right people has opened his eyes, as if he has been empowered, allowing him to see a new world that he can't reach. In the ignorant heart of the young man, a fanatical thought arose that he could not grasp himself, which he longed for, longed for, but never seemed to be able to materialize.
His eyes were glazed, even a little fearful and withdrawn, but the young heart under his emaciated body was fanatical as it had never been.
Yang Ming and the three of them each took back the magic weapon of the flying sword and walked over to Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan knelt down again, kowtowed desperately, and said: "Immortal, please accept me as an apprentice, I am willing to be a cow and a horse, and serve and honor you for the rest of my life!"
Ling Xuan knew that in the depths of the Tianshan Mountains, there lived a group of immortals, who would go down the mountain every year to select some seedlings with good qualifications, teach immortal methods, and teach immortal arts. He doesn't ask for this, he knows that he is an orphan, and God will not be so favored, he just wants to be with the immortals, to be a little fairy, when the immortals are happy, they can occasionally give him some advice, and he will be content.
The three of them were slightly sluggish, Yang Ming frowned, and said, "Child, hurry up, I can't take you as an apprentice." After that, he wanted to step forward and pull up Ling Xuan.
Fang Qin stopped him, her mind was more delicate than her husband Yangming. At the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, in the Immortal Resort, the Demon Sect disciple who had endured for many years reappeared regardless of the risk of being hunted down by the orthodox Taoist sect, Fang Qin faintly guessed that it was related to the three-legged red bird Bi Yuewu.
The three-legged red bird Bi Yuewu is one of the twenty-eight innate spirit treasures, and its power, even above the top ten superb immortal weapons, is of great importance to those who cultivate the Tao and demons.
And no matter how Ling Xuan got Bi Yuewu, the so-called Pifu is not guilty, and he is guilty, once the news of his innate spirit treasure is leaked, it will definitely bring him a catastrophe. And the three-legged red bird Bi Yuewu was taken away by the righteous Daoists, but it didn't matter, if it fell into the hands of the people of the Demon Sect, it would definitely harm the world and destroy the living beings.
Yang Ming looked at his wife and saw the worry in his eyes, and he already understood that it was powerful, but he was indeed a little embarrassed. It's not that he has any harsh regulations in the Erji Sect that he is not allowed to accept disciples, it's just that Yang Ming is lazy by nature, he doesn't like to accept disciples, and he has no intention of teaching disciples, even his daughter Zeng Nianyu is also taught by Fang Qin and the other four junior disciples, and Yang Ming has never given her any guidance. Yang Ming knew that he was lazy and took apprentices indiscriminately, which was really a misguided disciple.
Yang Ming hesitated.
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