Chapter 672 Climbing the Window
Liang Yan said goodbye to the Jins and his wife and went straight back to his residence.
He gained a lot from this exchange meeting. Not only did he get the "Strange Wood Demon Vine", he would also get half of the "Taibai Geng Gold" soon.
It’s just that there are not many spirit stones left in the storage bag now.
"After all, it can't be compared with those monks who have been practicing in the sect for hundreds of years." Liang Yan sighed softly.
At these monks' exchange meetings, prices often start at tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and a random item can cost most of Liang Yan's net worth. This was the savings he only had after killing the people in Jingshan that day. If it had been before, he would not have dared to bid at all.
The man from Jingshan Mountain was also a casual cultivator. Later, he joined the Nine Nether Alliance and did not get many benefits. Although Liang Yan got his storage bag, he only had more than 60,000 spiritual stones. body.
However, although the cost of spiritual stones is high, the rewards are also considerable.
Liang Yan sat cross-legged on the bed in the room, took out a twisted and tangled wooden vine from the storage bag, placed it in front of him and looked at it carefully.
A stream of rich and pure wood-attribute spiritual power surged out from it, making Liang Yan feel a vibrant atmosphere, as if he was in a forest, surrounded by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
"Sure enough, it's a good baby!"
Liang Yan praised softly, then made a sword gesture with one hand, and saw a green light flying out of his dantian, gently circling in mid-air, He stopped in front of him.
What was in this green light was a flying sword in the shape of a wooden stick. It looked extremely strange, without any sharpness of the flying sword at all.
But only Liang Yan knew the horror of this wooden sword. Even the body-protecting spiritual shield of a Juyuan realm monk could not stop it from being sliced lightly!
At this moment, the "Mayfly Sword" has begun to take shape, swaying left and right in front of him like a naughty boy, as if he wants to get the approval of his master.
Liang Yan flicked the sword with his right hand, as if comforting a restless child, and at the same time flicked the "odd wood demon vine" with his left hand in front of it.
“Zheng!”
The Mayfly Sword trembled, and a feeling of longing was conveyed to Liang Yan through telepathy.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, flicked the sword with one hand, and said softly:
"Eat!"
With his permission, the Mayfly Sword immediately penetrated the wooden vine, and a green brilliance emerged. The section of "Strange Wood Demonic Vine" actually slowly melted, and finally turned into countless green fireflies, floating in the air. swing.
“Zheng!”
Another sword cry sounded, and the green fireflies floating in the air suddenly gathered into one, like a surging wave, all rushing towards the mayfly. The blade of the sword.
The Mayfly Sword is like a long whale sucking water, sucking all the blue wave into the sword body!
The next moment, the sword showed a dark green light and was walking around the house, like a child who had eaten enough, eager to find something to strike with the sword to vent the power in his body.
Naturally, Liang Yan couldn't allow it to mess around, so he drank lightly and made a sword gesture with one hand.
The mayfly sword was like a child who heard the scolding. It immediately stopped obediently and shook it gently in front of Liang Yan, as if to please.
Liang Yan knew that this sword had been held in his dantian for too long, and now that he finally got it out, it became a bit wild and untamable. He wasn't angry, and didn't even want to suppress its wildness. After all, the flying sword was a deadly weapon, and if it was too tame, it would have little power.
Liang Yan put away his natal flying sword and thought secretly in his heart:
"This Blue Emperor Relic Wood is really extraordinary! It can actually absorb the spiritual energy of treasures of the same attribute. It seems that it can grow in the future, but I don't know if it has any requirements for the absorbed treasure. Well, I will change it to another one next time Let’s try the materials.”
Thinking of this, Liang Yan was slightly excited, but he knew that this matter should not be rushed. The first thing now is to recuperate and prepare for the “Hundred Fruit Banquet” in a few days. " trip.
So Liang Yan made secrets with both hands, silently running the exercises in his body, and fell into trance again.
I don’t know how long it took, but he had probably reached the atrium on the moon. , at midnight. Liang Yan, who was practicing meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the upper left window with incredible eyes.
The window there was slightly loose, and with a "squeak", someone pushed it open from the outside in!
Then a female figure climbed over the wall from outside the window and landed on the ground.
This woman is dressed in white, with a pink ribbon tied around her waist, and the black hair on the back of her head is casually draped. She looks as if she has just taken a bath, making her look pretty and pretty.
"Why is it you?" Liang Yan murmured, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Why can't it be me?" the visitor said coquettishly.
"The master of the pavilion is here, I..." Liang Yan was about to say something to cover up, but was rudely interrupted by this woman:
"You still call me Pavilion Master? I forgive you in front of so many people during the day. Now it's just you and me. Do you want to continue to act?" The woman in white blinked her eyes and pretended to be angry.
Liang Yan knew that he could no longer argue, so he could only sigh softly and said: "Sister Tang, you are fine."
The person who came was none other than his senior sister Tang from Yixing Pavilion. Die Xian is also someone he has often thought about in his heart over the years.
"Humph! You are really promising! It has been seven years since you left, and there is not even a news about you. Back then."
When Tang Diexian said this, there was already a faint feeling in the corner of his eyes. There was a trace of tears.
Back then, Liang Yan was framed by Zhuo Bufan and became a victim of the Yixing Pavilion's power struggle. He was eventually forced to rebel against the clan and fled to another country like a lost dog. Tang Diexian had no way of knowing all of this.
She was confined to the sect's restricted area at the time, practicing the Tang family's ancestral exercises day and night. It was not until three years later that she learned about Liang Yan's rebellion.
Although Tang Diexian did not believe that Liang Yan would do such a thing from the bottom of his heart, several Taoist masters such as the pavilion masters Tang Xiaoyun and Yan Xinyu all spoke with certainty, and Zhuo Yuntian even convicted him with one word. She couldn't help but feel despair.
By chance, I learned that Liang Yan was not executed, but escaped from Yixing Pavilion. This gave Tang Diexian another hope in his heart, looking forward to the day when he would see him again.
Over the past seven years, she has countless questions that she wants to ask Liang Yan personally, asking him if he was framed in the first place? Does Zhuo Bufan's death have anything to do with him? Why do so many people say with certainty that he is guilty?
These questions had been conceived in her mind countless times, but when they actually met today, she had not asked any of them.
The two looked at each other quietly, and the thousands of words they had thought about before seemed to be stuck in their throats.
After a long silence, what was finally exchanged was a soft greeting from Tang Diexian:
"How have you been in these years?"
(This chapter End)