[Chapter 455: Visiting the Hell King’s Palace]
Yang Yiyun didn’t know what level of magic weapon the Dragon Slaying Sword was, because after the sword spirit surrendered, he asked this question, and the voice of a little kid said only one sentence: “What level you want it to be.” After
all, it was Yang Yiyun who threatened the sword spirit to surrender, which made him very unhappy and unwilling to talk to Yang Yiyun.
However, Yang Yiyun didn’t care, as long as he could freely drive the Dragon Slaying Sword.
After refining the sword soul seal, he still got some basic information in his mind. For example, there is a kind of sword energy in the Dragon Slaying Sword, called Xuanhuang Sword Energy. Yang Yiyun didn’t know what it was, but the feedback from the sword spirit was that he could use it.
This is why when fighting with the Hong family ancestor, the old man of the Hong family used the ancient sword energy spell, Yang Yiyun had no fear at all, and directly raised the Dragon Slaying Sword to fight against it, and killed the old man of the Hong family with one sword.
Anyway, Xuanhuang Sword Energy is a good thing.
The sword spirit has a story and a temper. Yang Yiyun doesn’t ask for too much. As long as they can communicate with each other, it’s fine. It doesn’t matter what level it is. He doesn’t know it, but he knows that the Dragon Slaying Sword is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon.
The consciousness of the inner sword spirit can communicate with him, which is enough to kill most of the magic weapons in the world in seconds. He just doesn’t reveal too much information to him. Even the name of the Dragon Slaying Sword was given by Yang Yiyun himself. He doesn’t know the true origin of this sword.
After refining the sword spirit in the Qiankun Pot, Yang Yiyun found that three drops of water of life appeared on the life stone one after another after a day and a half.
This is another surprise. In the past, when three drops of water of life were used up, it would take three days to replenish them. Now the water of life has reached six drops, which has doubled. Correspondingly, three drops appear after a day and a half. From this, Yang Yiyun inferred that after six drops of water of life are used once, the time for the second appearance is also three days.
But now three days have become six drops, and the number and time have doubled.
For him, it is simply a happy event.
During the recovery process, the subsequent water of life still entered the body and was absorbed by the flesh and the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Moreover, the spiritual energy in the Qiankun Pot was extremely abundant. Yang Yiyu could not move his body, so he continued to practice with the spiritual energy and the power of the water of life in the Qiankun Pot.
He practiced both inside and outside, and his cultivation was improving every minute.
Until Zhao Nan and others appeared on the deserted island.
At that time, Yang Yiyu was recovering his body and practicing, but his spiritual consciousness could see the situation outside.
After all, the Qiankun Pot was still his treasure, and there was a connection between the two. After the body was absorbed into the Qiankun Pot space, the Qiankun Pot turned into a small snuff bottle in its initial state and was buried in the soil.
This situation was what he could sense, and it was also the result of the detection of his spiritual consciousness. He
also found that his spiritual consciousness power was constantly improving with the practice, from the original 900 meters, soaring all the way until he came out of the Qiankun Pot after the practice, and the range of his spiritual consciousness expanded to a full 3,000 meters.
So when Zhao Nan and others were on the deserted island, Yang Yiyu was the first to find out, and he heard everyone’s conversations without missing a word.
He just couldn’t come out.
When he heard Zhao Nan and others leave and say they were going to the Hong family for revenge, he was in a state of anxiety in the Qiankun Pot.
But he couldn’t move his body, couldn’t come out, and was in a state of anxiety.
About half an hour after Zhao Nan and others left, Yang Yiyu finally completed his training, his body regained freedom, and immediately rushed out of the Qiankun Pot with a thought.
After Yang Yiyu came out, he called his master, but there was no response. He could feel that his master Yun Tianxie was still there, but he couldn’t summon him.
Recalling the explosion at that time, his consciousness fell into darkness, but his master was furious and cursed. Now think about it, maybe when he lost consciousness, the old man used his power to protect him, or stimulated the Qiankun Pot to collect himself into space.
As a result, the old man fell into a deep sleep, and this time it was probably a real sleep.
In his perception, Yang Yiyu could sense the weak connection of his master, and the situation was not good.
He did not dare to disturb him anymore. He could only pray to the mysterious Qiankun Pot in his heart, hoping that his master’s soul would be preserved.
Yang Yiyu had no idea about the mystery of the Qiankun Pot and where his master was hidden in it. He could only sense it.
After coming out of the Qiankun Pot, he raised his left side, and the Qiankun Pot totem returned to his body as vividly as ever. He
entered the Qiankun Pot with a thought, and after a tremor in the next second, he was able to enter the Qiankun Pot space again.
He could enter and exit the Qiankun Pot at will.
There was only one thing that Yang Yiyu felt was very dangerous.
That was that after his real body entered the Qiankun Pot, the Qiankun Pot would return to its original appearance and become a snuff bottle again, and it could not move and fell to the spot.
He knew that in this situation, he could never use it when the enemy was chasing him. If the enemy picked up the Qiankun Pot, he would be a turtle in his dream.
After three days of practicing in the Qiankun Pot, he came out with his physical body reaching the fourth level of the Vajra Heaven, and his cultivation level reached the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment from the seventh level, which was comparable to the ninth level of the Innate Level.
It can be said that he survived a great disaster and gained great strength.
Afterwards, he summoned the Dragon Slaying Sword. The Dragon Slaying Sword, which was connected with his mind, turned into a three-meter-long giant sword after a thought. Yang Yiyu jumped on the Dragon Slaying Sword, flew away from the deserted island, and then went straight to the Hong family.
This is the reason for his disappearance.
But these things cannot be told to everyone. Although Lu Xuexi asked, others also looked at him, but Yang Yiyu could not tell him that he had the secret of the Qiankun Pot.
He grinned and looked at Lu Xuexi, laughing and said, “I went to the Hades Palace as a guest these days, had a drink with the Hades, and then came back, hahaha~”
Yang Yiyu’s answer with a laugh made everyone roll their eyes. It was obvious that he didn’t want to say it.
Everyone has secrets, and everyone knows this. Lu Xuexi didn’t ask any more questions, and others wouldn’t ask any more questions.
This matter ended here.
The fight lasted most of the night, and it was now past three in the morning. Yang Yiyu asked everyone to go to rest.
One by one, they left the meeting room.
Finally, Yang Yiyu asked Liu Xiqi to stay and explained the matter of the junction of Yuan Jinfeng Company, asking him to do it tomorrow, and he would go back tomorrow.
After the two discussed some details, Liu Xiqi also returned to the room.
Yang Yiyu was a little dazed when he was in the corridor. He was entangled in where to rest?
Go to Dugu Wuqing? Or go to Zhao Nan?
After thinking about it, he decided to go to see the Queen Mother first. This time when he was in trouble, Zhao Nan showed the demeanor of the mistress of Yunmen, and understood how much pressure she had been under in the past few days.
After knocking at Zhao Nan’s door, something depressing happened. Zhao Nan’s voice rang out, saying, “I’m tired. Go find Sister Wuqing.” Then there was no sound.
“Uh, what’s going on?”
Yang was very depressed.
Well, I’ll find her. I knocked on Dugu Wuqing’s door, but the answer was exactly the same as Zhao Nan’s: “Go find Sister Zhao~”
Now Yang understood a little bit. Both women wanted him to accompany each other.
Well, I went back to my room in shame.
…
The next morning, everyone prepared to go back.
After parting with Grandpa Duanmu Xingtian, Yang Yiyu returned to China with the people from Wudang.
Liu Xiqi stayed to acquire Yuan Jinfeng Company and start a war in the financial city. Before leaving, Yang Yiyu found four independent cultivators from Fengtian Cliff and asked them to stay in the financial city to protect Liu Xiqi and continue to recruit independent cultivators to join Yunmen.
As for Dugu Wuqing and the other women, Yang Yiyu asked them to follow him back to Yunmen. Dugu Wuqing
still had a third-turn golden pill in her hand that she had not taken yet. She wanted to go back to retreat and take the third-turn golden pill. Because Lu Xuexi was already at the ninth level of foundation building, and she was still at the fourth level of foundation building. This fourth level was the result of absorbing the enchantment poison miasma and practicing dual cultivation with Yang Yiyu in the forbidden area of the Dugu family. I believe that after taking the third-turn golden pill, she can also improve a few small realms.
Arriving at the ancient capital airport at noon, Qian Jue and others were ready to meet Wudang, and were anxious to go back to find Yuan Xiaolei to practice the Lihuo Jue.
When they parted, Qian Jue suddenly said, “Master, will you attend the Xiantian Dao Conference in three months? At that time, Wudang and Yunmen will go together?”
“Dao Conference?” Yang Yiyu was stunned.
“Yes, three months later is this year’s Dao Conference, which will be held by the abbots of the major ancient sects.” Qian Jue explained.
“Okay, then Wudang and Yunmen will go together.” Yang Yiyu nodded and said.
(End of this chapter)
