Chapter 735: Pure Yang Sword, pure heart, traveling through the mortal world without leaving a name

The majestic Ziyue Mountain, with the sun hanging through the clouds, is extremely majestic.

Eight years have passed since the beginning of the interface war, and the number of immortal cultivators in the Yang family has also increased, so much so that Ziyue Mountain, which has now grown to three thousand feet, does not seem lonely, but rather lively.

In the splendid hall, members of the younger generation of the Yang family gathered together, laughing, drinking and having fun, or sitting and discussing Taoism. They were so happy.

At this time, a young man in white clothes with a yellow wine gourd on his waist staggered into the center of the palace.

The young man seemed to have a certain status in the crowd. Seeing his actions, almost everyone in the Yang family cast their eyes.

Groan! !

The long sword was unsheathed, and the young man in white drew his sword and started to dance. The dance was free and easy, but extremely heroic, like an ancient god singing wildly in the sky, with a unique charm in every move.

A tribesman attending the reception for the first time didn't recognize him, so he asked, "Who is this person? This sword dance is really wonderful!"

"You don't even know about him? This is the famous genius of my Yang family, Yang Lingjian. He is born with a sword bone and is extremely talented.

Of course, what makes the Spirit Sword Clan brother so famous is his chivalrous and courageous temperament.

Regardless of whether they are immortal cultivators or mortals, the Spirit Sword Clan brothers treat them equally, and if they encounter injustice, they will draw their swords to help.

Many members of my Yang family have received help from my brother from the Spirit Sword Clan. In terms of prestige, he is definitely ranked among the top three among the younger generation! "

"Is he Yang Lingjian?" The tribesman exclaimed, obviously they had heard of Yang Lingjian's reputation, but had never seen it with their own eyes.

"It's just like the rumors, free and uninhibited, like a fairy coming to earth!"

"No, a tribesman even wrote a poem for him, which is widely circulated."

"What poem number?" the man asked curiously.

"Pure Yang Sword, pure heart, travel through the mortal world without leaving a name! Wine in the gourd, Qi in the bones, go straight into the blue sky to find the truth!" A tribesman softly chanted this poem, which is widely circulated in the Yang family. Poetry number.

"What a person who steps on the mortal world, what a person who goes straight into the sky. My brother from the Spirit Sword Clan is a prodigy of my Yang family. This poem fits perfectly!"

Yang Lingjian could clearly hear the discussions of the surrounding tribesmen, but he didn't care at all, as if he was helping other people not for their gratitude.

I wanted to do it, so I did it!

This is Yang Lingjian!

After the sword dance ended, Yang Lingjian laughed, "Let's go, let's go!"

Then it turned into a sky-piercing sword light and flew away.

The other tribesmen were not surprised either. They were mentally prepared for anything Yang Lingjian did. After all, this was a guy with very different ideas than ordinary people.

The sword light flew past, but it left Ziyue Mountain and went straight into Ziyue City.

Without staying in the central city, Yang Lingjian went directly to the outer city, in front of an inconspicuous tavern.

"Waiter, buy a gourd of soju, the strongest one!" Yang Lingjian shouted.

No one could have imagined that the wine gourd of this family genius actually contained ordinary wine.

"Sir, your wine is ready!" The waiter brought the wine gourd with both hands, but as he was about to hand it out, he was grabbed by a hand.

"Your gourd is pretty good, I want it!" After saying that, the man threw a tael of silver to Yang Lingjian and left.

"I'm lucky. I actually encountered a magic weapon in the Mortal Tavern. Hehe, today is indeed my lucky day, Uncle Ge!" The middle-aged man who got the wine gourd had a smile on his face.

This is a qi practitioner who has some discernment and sees the value of Yang Lingjian and wine gourd.

But he was not discerning enough and did not realize that Yang Lingjian was also an immortal cultivator and a foundation-building cultivator.

However, Yang Lingjian did not stop this person. Instead, he knocked the money in his hand and threw it to the waiter, "Serve the wine!"

On the other side, the middle-aged man surnamed Ge left Ziyue City and flew happily in the sky.

Suddenly, a black light fell and hit the middle-aged man's neck, and an evil aura hit his face.

when! !

A bronze bell appeared, narrowly blocking the blow.

"Evil cultivator?" The middle-aged man looked horrified.

There are not many evil spirits in Ziyue County, and there are no high-level evil spirits at all.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into someone today. Although he was only in the late stage of Qi training, he was still stronger than his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training.

"Brother, spare your life, I am willing to sacrifice all my wealth!" the middle-aged man said quickly.

The evil cultivator didn't say a word, he just used the magic weapon in his hand to attack crazily.

The crisp sound of ding-ding-ding makes the middle-aged people feel heavy.

Finally, with a clang, the bell was broken.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to die, the wine gourd hanging around his waist suddenly moved.

The yellow-skinned gourd was suspended in the air. With a slight movement, a river of sword energy spurted out. The evil cultivator on the opposite side only had time to show a horrified look before he was strangled on the spot by the dense sword energy.

"What a treasure, what a treasure, and you will protect your master automatically!" The middle-aged man was extremely happy and quickly stretched out his hand to get the wine gourd.

Who would have thought that the gourd shook slightly and dodged to the side, finally falling into the hands of a young man in white standing under the tree.

That young man was not the one he met in the Mortal Tavern.

"Senior, have mercy on me. This junior is fooled by lard, and that's why he did such a stupid thing. Senior, have mercy on me!" The middle-aged man quickly knelt down and begged for mercy. At this time, he didn't know that he had met a big boss.

Yang Lingjian shook his head slightly, said, "Nothing," and then flew away.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man squatted on the ground and panted violently. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "You must never take advantage of me again in the future!"

On the other side, Yang Lingjian was flying halfway when he suddenly encountered two golden elixir demon cultivators who were massacring mortals.

Without any hesitation, he raised his sword, and the blazing pure Yang sword light swept out. There was no cowardice at all, but only the indomitable Pure Yang sword intention.

"Jie Jie, how dare you interrupt our brother's delicious meal, you are seeking death!" A demon cultivator reached out and grabbed Yang Lingjian's sword light, shattering his body and leaving his soul in a lamp to be burned day and night.

Yang Lingjian was in extreme pain, but his heart was like the eternal and unchanging Supreme Sun, and he had no regrets about what he had done.

"Do you regret that you gave up your life in vain to save a mere mortal?" A bewitching voice echoed.

Yang Lingjian said without hesitation, "No regrets!"

"Haha!" The voice receded, and Yang Lingjian continued to be tortured.

After that, the sound rang again and again, and every time it rang, the torture Yang Lingjian suffered became more severe.

However, his heart has not changed at all and is as determined as ever.

I wanted to save them, so I saved them, and only one person had to bear the consequences. How could I regret it?

boom! !

The world was shattered, Yang Lingjian opened his eyes in a daze, and saw an old man standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Are you willing to be my disciple?" the old man asked.

Yang Lingjian frowned, "What are the conditions?"

"I need you to quit the Yang family!"

"Senior, forgive me. The grace of giving birth is beyond heaven. My family gave birth to me and raised me, so I can't abandon it!" Yang Lingjian's voice was as firm as ever.

The old man seemed to have expected it. After sighing, he pointed his finger and said, "What a pity! What a pity!"

Yang Lingjian thought that the old man was going to kill him, and was about to raise his sword to resist, but suddenly there was a shock in his mind, and an inheritance suddenly appeared.

"This "Chunyang Sword Alchemy Sutra" was passed down by Lu Zu, and it is most suitable for you. You must practice it hard. If you don't understand it, you can come to Zhenwu Holy Land to find me!" The old man's voice gradually faded away, and finally disappeared. not see.

What is horrifying is that even Zhi Ming, who can detect some traces of the sage powerhouse, is unaware of it even within a thousand miles of the family's core territory.

It was as if this old man had never appeared before.

""Chun Yang Sword Alchemy Sutra"?" Yang Lingjian raised his eyebrows slightly and flew back to Ziyue Mountain with the sword light.

And above the sky, the old man looked in the direction of Ziyue Mountain, his gentle eyes seemed to be able to see through all the obstacles in the world.

"The general trend is out of the northwest, and the purple moon is setting in the sky. What brother Tianyuan said is true. The Yang family is indeed decorated with flowers and brocade, and the oil is cooked with fierce fire. Its luck is at its peak... It's a pity that a black aura is surrounding it. If it can't be overcome, I'm afraid ..." Having said this, the old man shook his head, "Who is not bound by the black energy? Interface war... disaster... opportunity..."

The words faded away and the old man disappeared.