Chapter 159: Building the Market

Hand the purple electric silver peach branch to Ye Yang.

Gu Xuan said: "Then when the purple electric silver peach matures next year, the sect will accept your share, and you will be compensated at that time."

Ye Yang was quite satisfied. This purple electric silver peach branch was almost the largest branch in the tree. After collecting it, he thanked Gu Xuan and walked back to the courtyard with the peach branch.

"Elder Baochan said that he wanted to boil this thing into plasma."

Ye Yang thought of what Elder Baochan said, took out a branch, and cut open the bark of the purple electric silver peach, and suddenly revealed the fibrous wood layer with a jade texture.

This peach tree flashed with electric sparks all over, like old copper, with a purple glow. When the bark was cut open, the jade-colored flesh inside was very beautiful.

Ye Yang separated the bark from the trunk, and then used the withered and flourishing hand to compress its vitality. After a while, the branch of the purple electric silver peach had been compressed to less than one foot high.

But at this point, it was difficult to compress it anymore, and only the purple plasma inside could be seen churning constantly.

Seeing this, Ye Yang instructed Xiu Ya to take out a large cauldron, and then lit a pile of fine iron beast carbon. The beast carbon had a strong firepower and was an important burning material used by the sect to refine pills and tools.

After a while, a clear blue flame rose from the beast carbon, and hot white gas suddenly came out of the cauldron.

Ye Yang threw the purple electric silver peach tree, which had been compressed to the extreme, into the cauldron at the right time. The flame suddenly rose to a height of ten feet, and the cauldron was filled with plasma.

One moment, two moments...

The flame burned bigger and bigger, and the compressed purple electric silver peach sawdust quickly separated out, revealing only a ball of blue-purple spiritual liquid flashing with crackling electric sparks.

The wood fragrance was everywhere, and the purple electricity was steaming.

The whole copper cauldron was burned into a gorgeous scene by the purple electric sparks. Then Ye Yang withdrew the flame, and the plasma gradually cooled down, and soon formed a special object that was half solid and half solid.

The Sun-Chasing Turtle was still lying in the courtyard, with a rising breath, but still not awake. However, Ye Yang could feel the Sun-Chasing Turtle's vitality gradually recovering after careful feeling.

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but smile.

He gently scooped out the semi-solid plasma and covered it on the turtle shell of the Sun-Chasing Turtle. After a while, the breath of the Sun-Chasing Turtle gradually stabilized, and Ye Yang continued to increase the amount of plasma.

When it was evening, the cool breeze was refreshing, and the Sun-Chasing Turtle finally woke up in the floating sunset, but fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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Time flies with the wind, always as short as a white horse passing by.

During this period of time, there was no major event in the sect. Although the friction between the sect and the Five Poison Sect had become increasingly intense, both sides still maintained basic restraint.

At the same time, a message was spread all around. It was said that the Five Poison Sect had contact with the North Sea Goddess, one of the thirteen giant pirates in the North Sea.

The current head of the Five Poison Sect traveled thousands of miles to the North Sea to the North Sea Shen Ni's nunnery to present the gift of a disciple, and presented the Five Poison Beasts with the purest bloodline of the Five Poison Sect.

He said that the Five Poison Sect was willing to invite the North Sea Shen Ni to the Five Poison Sect to serve as the highest worshiper.

For a while, the atmosphere between Feitian Sect and the Five Poison Sect became oppressive again.

About a week later, Ye Yang was in the courtyard.

Awoo! Awoo!

A loud roar like a wild boar or a toad came from the body.

The huge sound was like the thunder of the awakening of insects. Ye Yang opened the door and walked into the courtyard.

He found that the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, which had been recovering during this period, finally woke up slowly.

Although the breath of the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle was much weaker and it was still not awake, it could be seen that it was no longer a problem.

The thunder plasma refined by him kept flashing purple electric sparks.

A lot of plasma that was half condensed and half flowing gradually turned into a mucous membrane like jasper.

The mucous membrane was mixed with black impurities and a fishy smell, which was extremely unpleasant.

Ye Yang waved his hand and passed on a ball of life essence to the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle from the vitality that the withered hand had absorbed for a long time.

The Sun Chasing Flying Turtle's weak body also got much better.

Seeing the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle wake up from the coma, Ye Yang was relieved.

He walked to the dry well, scooped out a jar of spiritual water, and at the same time ground the previously dried blue moon spiritual lotus root into powder, and gently sprinkled it on the body of the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle. The aura of the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle suddenly became more condensed.

After doing all this, Ye Yang asked Xiu Ya to serve the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle, and then he walked into the main hall of the Feitian Sect.

Today is the beginning of winter, and it is the sect's grand ceremony of the Feitian Sect.

Ye Yang walked into the hall and found that there were already many guardians waiting here in the sect.

Because he was the patrol guardian of the Lishi Hall, his status and position were quite extraordinary, and he also controlled the key to the promotion and welfare approval of others.

So when the other guardians saw him, they all came to greet him immediately in order to make themselves familiar with him.

However, some people whispered that Ye Yang had been attacked and injured, and they didn't know whether it was true or not.

At the same time, some people took some special products and deliberately came to get close to him.

"Protector Ye, this is the fire centipede tendon of Taohuawu, which is the best for replenishing qi and nourishing tendons. I will send you a few later to see the effect."

This is the resident guardian of Taohuawu. Hearing that Ye Yang had been attacked and injured, he was in trouble, so he started to greet him.

After Taohuawu was taken back by the sect, relying on the advantages of the spiritual veins, it vigorously produced and raised a group of centipedes and cultivated fire centipede colts. Now it has reached a scale.

There are more than a hundred fire centipedes alone, but the chief elder of Feitian Sect, Mo Niansheng, has been in poor health recently, as if he has reached the limit of his life. He often stays in and out, which is extremely miserable.

After his last disciple Dugu Qiang left, he often trapped himself in the old house, looking at the moon and crying, becoming weaker and weaker.

After a while, someone else said: "Protector Ye, we have planted a few strong muscle grass in the spiritual field. We will send them to you tomorrow to nourish your body."

Hiss!

Everyone took a breath of cold air. The strong muscle grass was extremely precious and extraordinary.

After a while, someone else spoke.

"Protector Ye, I have collected a few white essence roots, which are known as the surplus food of immortals. They are effective in repairing injuries. You might as well give it a try."

Ye Yang naturally understood what everyone wanted to do, but still clasped his fists: "Thank you, but the injury was caused by external forces..."

...

After everyone waited in the headmaster's hall for a while, the headmaster Gu Xuan and the three elders slowly walked out.

Since Mo Niansheng stepped down as the Great Elder, the Second Elder Wang Lun became the Great Elder. He was a very ordinary-looking man.

His cultivation was not very profound, only the seventh level of martial arts, but he had a broad face and was diligent and down-to-earth.

He was half bald, but he had a simple and honest face, thick lips, and bright eyes. He was a man who kept the status quo.

The reason why he was able to serve as an elder for many years was that he worked hard and made steady progress.

In the past few years, he has been arranging the business of the Manlong Tribe and Feitianmen, and rarely came back.

He smiled and said, "I haven't been back to the sect for many days. I am very excited to meet you brothers today."

The Second Elder Gu Qingshu and the Third Elder Ge Canhong were already familiar with everyone.

Gu Xuan coughed and said, "This time, all the high-level people above the sect guardian are here. The scale is huge. The reason why everyone is called here is that there is something important to discuss. I believe someone has received the news."

"This matter is related to the long-term planning of Feitianmen, and it cannot be lost."