Survival in Uncharted: I Can Raise Reward Levels

Chapter 266
As Zhang Yang expected, within a few days of his steady practice in this world, the elders of the Qinghe Sword Sect under his control sent him a message for help through spiritual contact, telling him that the Foyin Temple and the Holy Dragon Gate The elders came over to find fault, they might not be able to stand up at any time, and Zhang Yang was urgently needed to suppress the situation.

"Hehe, I didn't expect these two martial arts sects to jump out. I want to see what they want to do."

Faced with the Qinghe Sword Sect's request for help, Zhang Yang did not intend to ignore it. The Qinghe Sword Sect is now equivalent to the supporter of the Survival Sect. If there is a problem with the supporter, he will have a headache.

Very quickly, he called Lin Qingqing who was practicing martial arts, and flew to the Qinghe Sword Sect's residence with her.

Because Lin Qingqing's strength is undoubtedly the strongest on his side besides him, and her martial arts strength alone is very close to the second rank in this world, so bringing her is the most effective.

At this time, near a large river thousands of miles away, five elders of the Qinghe Sword Sect were standing outside a certain palace complex, in a giant protective formation like a giant water curtain that had been activated, and were separated from those outside the formation. The menacing two are confronting each other.

"Master Zhiguang, as an eminent monk of Foyin Temple, why do you like doing things that make people worse?"

An elder at the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect shouted to a person outside the formation.

"No, no, no... This time I came here with Elder Xiong from the Holy Dragon Sect to check whether your Qinghe Sword Sect harbors evildoers from the Demon Sect, and they came here to uphold justice. How can it be said that you are adding insult to injury?"

The old monk outside the big formation smiled and said after hearing the words of the elders of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and then swung a golden Zen stick in his right hand towards the big formation not far in front of him, guarding the water curtain of the Qinghe Sword Sect. The array immediately began to fluctuate violently, as if it might not be able to support it at any time.

"Old bald donkey Zhiguang, you are too deceitful!"

An elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect cursed angrily when he saw that the old monks were about to attack.

"Master Zhiguang, I will also help you."

Before the old monk had any reaction after being scolded, the middle-aged strong man in the dragon pattern warrior uniform standing beside him rushed forward and slammed his fist on the guardian formation of the Qinghe Sword Sect. The somewhat unstable water curtain shield was directly punched into a pit bigger than the house.

"It's not good... Our guardian formation can't withstand the attacks of two second-rank warriors..."

Several elders of the Qinghe Sword Sect knew it was going to be bad when they saw this. Although their guardian formation was deformed by the elders of the Holy Dragon Sect just now, it basically recovered quickly, but its recovery ability has a limit. Attack, this large formation will inevitably collapse completely.

While several elders of the Qinghe Sword Sect in the formation were thinking about how to deal with the imminent crisis, two figures shot from the sky to the vicinity, and then entered the formation in an instant.

The abbot of Foyin Temple and the elder of Shenglongmen who were stopped outside the formation immediately stopped attacking and looked at the two visitors.

I saw that one of them was a handsome young man in a blue Taoist robe, and the other was a young woman in a black dress. Both of them looked very imposing, and just one glance could tell that they were not easy to be with.

"Master Zhang, you're finally here! It's the two people outside who want to plot against my Qinghe Sword Sect!"

As soon as Zhang Yang and Lin Qingqing arrived, the leading elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect began to complain to Zhang Yang.

"Hmm...the two outside, and the one hidden in the sky, why are you here?"

Zhang Yang looked directly outside the guardian formation after hearing the words of the leading elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and said calmly.

"Master Zhang has good eyesight!"

Then, the figure of an old Taoist with a wooden sword on his waist suddenly appeared in the empty air outside the big formation, and slowly fell from the air to the ground.

"The head teacher of the Cyanwood Sect?!"

Seeing this, an elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect couldn't help crying.

He recognized the identity of this old Taoist, it was the head teacher Wang of the nearby medium-sized sect, Qingmu Sect, who also had the strength of a second-rank master.

"Master Zhang, old man, I came here just by chance, and I just wanted to watch the excitement."

The old Taoist with a wooden sword on his waist then took a few steps back, away from the guardian formation of the Qinghe Sword Sect, saying that he was here to make soy sauce.

"Hehe, Headmaster Wang is good at teaching Yaxing."

Zhang Yang was noncommittal after hearing his words, and replied indifferently, and then shifted his gaze to the old monk and middle-aged martial artist outside the big formation.

At this time, the two second-rank masters were shifting their gazes away from the head teacher of the Cyanwood Sect who suddenly appeared, and after sensing Zhang Yang's gaze, they no longer cared about the head teacher, but looked directly at Zhang Yang.

"Hehe, Master Zhang, I remember that your sect recently challenged the Qinghe Sword Sect. Why are you now on their side?"

Master Zhiguang from Foyin Temple looked at Zhang Yang and laughed.

"Ha ha,"

Zhang Yang replied the same after hearing this,

"Because the Qinghe Sword Sect is now under my sect, anyone who wants to get involved must first pass my level."

Zhang Yang directly explained the words and revealed this somewhat surprising news.

"Elder Dong, what Master Zhang said is serious?"

After hearing Zhang Yang's answer, the old monk didn't show any obvious surprise on his face, but immediately asked an elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect in the formation for confirmation.

"Sect Leader Zhang's words are of course true,"

The elder of the Qinghe Sword Sect who was questioned immediately replied,
"Our Qinghe Sword Sect has now belonged to Head Zhang, who is the biggest backer of our Qinghe Sword Sect!"

Since life and death were controlled by Zhang Yang, the elder had to say that no matter whether he liked it or not.

"Humph,"

As soon as Elder Dong of the Qinghe Sword Sect finished speaking, the middle-aged martial artist of the Holy Dragon Sect who had been acting relatively silent beside the old monk immediately snorted coldly,
"You Survivors are really in a hurry to go to the doctor, and you actually found a young boy as a backer. It's a joke in the world!"

The middle-aged second-rank martial artist raised his head slightly as he spoke, with a somewhat disdainful expression on his face, as if he looked down on the young Zhang Yang.

But Zhang Yang judged from the stable aura around him and the unrelenting aura that this person basically said this on purpose, just to provoke him and achieve a certain purpose.

"How is this person? Do you think it is suitable to be your opponent?"

Zhang Yang was not at all irritated by the martial arts master of the Holy Dragon Sect, but instead smiled and asked Lin Qingqing beside him.

"It's a very good opponent."

At this time, Lin Qingqing had already considered several second-rank masters outside the formation, and then judged that the middle-aged warrior from the Holy Dragon Gate was very suitable to be her whetstone.

"Okay, then he will be handed over to you, so feel free to fight."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he took Lin Qingqing and teleported outside the big formation, and then a ball of golden flames formed around the old monk at the same time, framing the old monk inside.

At the same time, Lin Qingqing's figure flashed, and he had already fought with the second-rank master of the Holy Dragon Sect. Suddenly, the ground under their feet was cracked like a spider web, and layers of air waves arose in the air. The battle between the two martial arts masters had just begun. It's been heated up since the beginning.

"Master Zhang, you actually used this golden flame to attack the old monk, it's too shameless."

When Lin Qingqing was fighting against the masters of the Holy Dragon Gate, Master Zhiguang, who had been framed by Zhang Yang with the flame of justice before, jumped into the air with a Zen stick and jumped out of the encirclement of golden flames. He said to Zhang Yang with a smile on his old face .

"No... I'm just afraid that your old man will catch a cold in this steamy place, so I will warm you up with fire. Don't misinterpret my kindness."

Seeing the old monk jump out of the fire ring, Zhang Yang immediately locked his eyes on him, not letting him interfere with Lin Qingqing who had already fought with the master of the Holy Dragon Gate elsewhere.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Master Zhang is also a sharp-tongued person. Let's see the truth in our hands."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the old monk still kept a smirk on his face, and at the same time, the Zen staff in his hand slammed down towards Zhang Yang from a distance, creating a sonic boom cloud-like air wave.

"The old guy is quite fierce."

Zhang Yang was attacked by the old monk and immediately used teleportation to dodge, and saw a bomb crater-like depression left in the position where he was originally standing.

Then he flew into the sky and looked at Lin Qingqing, who was fighting against the middle-aged warrior of the Holy Dragon Gate not far away, as if he didn't pay attention to the old monk below.

Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, the old monk didn't feel insulted at all. Instead, he stepped on the ground and flew into the air, dancing the Zen stick in his hand like a golden Buddha's light, and hit Zhang Yang's back.

Naturally, Zhang Yang wasn't really careless. He used teleport again to avoid the old guy's attack, and then counterattacked.

"Blade of space."

He used this space-based skill that he is very good at, and directly attacked the golden Zen stick in the old monk's hand, cutting the old monk's Zen stick in half in an instant.

In fact, he could also cut the old monk to death directly. He believed that he would not be able to resist this kind of law attack, but considering that it would not be good to make things worse, he decided to spare the old guy's life.

"My staff!"

The old monk was directly broken by Zhang Yang's space blade, and suddenly exclaimed, and then there was nothing else.

He quickly stopped attacking Zhang Yang and fell to the ground.

"Sect Master Zhang's miraculous skills are indeed extremely powerful, I am ashamed of myself."

After discovering that Zhang Yang could take his old life at any time, the old monk gave up directly.

He has already seen Zhang Yang's methods in the few attacks just now, and found that Zhang Yang's exercises are extremely strange, and their power is incredible. Fighting with Zhang Yang is just asking for humiliation.

Anyway, he has obtained a lot of information during his visit this time. Although he failed to achieve his most desired goal, he didn't expect much success in the first place, and the current situation is barely acceptable.

"Master Zhang, your kung fu is really amazing. I have only seen it in my life. Can you tell me the name of the kung fu?"

The old monk was honest, the head teacher of Qingmu Zongwang who had been observing from a distance came over again, and asked Zhang Yang who had already fallen to the ground.

After hearing his question, Zhang Yang immediately turned his eyes back from the battle situation of Lin Qingqing in the distance, feeling a little speechless, turned his head and said:
"Headmaster Wang, this exercise of mine was actually created by me based on some fragments of the exercise I collected. It has no name, so I'm sorry that I can't tell you."

"Sect Leader Zhang has such strength at such a young age, and he has created such a miraculous exercise himself, he is truly a peerless talent."

Master Wang, who was wearing a wooden sword on his waist, stroked his long beard after hearing Zhang Yang's answer, and praised him generously.

"The Taoist priest praised me, I just stepped on the shoulders of those seniors who created the fragments of the exercises."

Zhang Yang responded with a smile and said a word of humility.

In fact, he is not used to dealing with these second-rank natives, but for the normal development of the Survival Sect, he still has to talk to them like this.

"Elder Xiong, and the female family member of the head of Zhang, please stop."

At this time, the old monk, who was holding a Zen stick that had been broken into two pieces, walked towards the battle group not far away, and said to Lin Qingqing and the master of Shenglongmen who were fighting around, telling them to stop fighting.

Zhang Yang didn't speak when he heard the words, and let Lin Qingqing choose whether to stop.

However, the middle-aged warrior of the Holy Dragon Gate named Xiong quickly retreated and stopped fighting. Lin Qingqing also stopped attacking without being unreasonable when she saw this.

"I didn't expect that a female family member under the head of Zhang's family has such strength. Head Zhang, I was Meng Lang before. Please don't be offended."

The attitude of this middle-aged martial artist from the Holy Dragon Gate changed drastically after a match with Lin Qingqing, and he no longer showed the slightest arrogance. It was obvious that he felt quite a lot of pressure in the battle with Lin Qingqing.

"Hehe, if you don't know each other, let's forget about today's affairs."

Zhang Yang replied with a light smile after hearing his words.

What he said is actually quite true. This world is an extraordinary world, and personal force can reach a very high level, so the developed culture attaches great importance to personal combat power. Only masters of the same level can become friends. If you fall behind, the friendship will be difficult to maintain.

The same is true between sects.

Qinghe Sword Sect used to have a not very good relationship with Qingmu Sect, Foyin Temple and Shenglongmen in the past, but on the surface they lived in peace. They were separated from each other by some specially allowed small sects. With the death of the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, the Qinghe Sword Sect will no longer have the combat strength of the second rank, and this seemingly peaceful relationship will soon be unmaintainable.

However, these two nearby second-rank masters did not do anything special, they just came to test it out in person, and did not bring a large number of disciples, so the current situation is actually relatively easy to end, as long as they are the leaders again. After confirming the establishment of balance, Qinghe Sword Sect can continue to maintain as before.

"What Master Zhang said is very true, today's matter ends here... I still have important things to go back to deal with, so don't let this go, there will be a later date."

Elder Xiong from the Holy Dragon Gate was the first to leave quickly, and his figure disappeared into the distance in a flash.

"I have confirmed that the Qinghe Sword Sect does not have demonic evildoers. I am going back to practice Buddhism. The two of you will bid farewell."

Master Zhiguang was the second to leave.

As for the head teacher of the Cyanwood Sect King who was watching the whole process, he flied away after chatting with Zhang Yang a few more words.

Apart from Zhang Yang and others, there were only traces of battles that had been bombed around the Qinghe Sword Sect.

(End of this chapter)