Chapter 810 Fifteen Years Later
"Complete Xuantian Golden Qi?"
Liang Yan was overjoyed when he heard this. He knew that Wu had no intention of preparing immortal stones for him, even if he spent everything Yunyanhui had , it will take decades to refine a complete Xuantian Wood Qi.
Now, as soon as this uncle took action, he directly presented a beam of Xuantian Qi, which was really generous!
He was not polite and stuffed the jade box directly into the storage bag, raised his hands to Gu Zhiyu and said thank you: "Thank you, uncle!"
Gu Zhiyu smiled slightly and said: "You will be practicing here these days. If you have any doubts, you can come to your uncle at any time."
After saying this, he waved his sleeves and said, Step out of the Xianyu Cave.
Liang Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart and sat cross-legged to meditate next to Xianyu. As soon as he started to use the technique, a strong spiritual energy immediately swarmed into his body, making his whole body feel extremely comfortable.
“It’s indeed a good thing!” Liang Yan said in surprise.
In his impression, even in the Yungang Sect, the spiritual gathering secret room that requires sect contribution points to enter, its cultivation effect is not as good as the fairy jade in front of him.
"The opportunity is rare. Before the gray fog becomes thinner next time, it is best to break through the realm here."
Liang Yan thought of this and immediately calmed down, without any distracting thoughts anymore, Juetian Daoji was running crazily, greedily. Seize the surrounding spiritual energy to supply your own cultivation.
Practice takes no time.
Time flies, the clouds rise and dew appears, and in the blink of an eye, fifteen spring and autumn years slip away from your fingers.
In the early morning of this day, a soft whistle suddenly sounded in the forest, and then a figure in gray jumped out of the cave.
As soon as he showed up, he immediately made a seal with one hand. Two sword lights, one black and one purple, flew out from his sleeves, whirling in mid-air, and the two swords actually started fighting each other.
The black sword is slender and turns into black lotus flowers. The sword intention is continuous and carries the aura of death.
The purple sword is broad and turns into the purple sky thunder. The sword's intention is galloping and mighty, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Thunder God.
If others saw it, they would be so shocked that they would not be able to close their jaws, because the attributes of the two flying swords are completely different, and the sword moves used in mid-air at this moment are also completely different.
But they are controlled by the same person!
It is not completely impossible for one person to control two flying swords, but if you have to be distracted by the other person, the sword will be distracted, and the spiritual consciousness will be separated, the magical power of each flying sword will inevitably be reduced, and it will not be as good as someone else specializing in one sword. .
However, at this moment, the two flying swords in mid-air each showed their magical powers, fully exerting their own attributes and sword intent to the extreme. There was no sign of weakening in power. This is a bit incredible!
"The Wuxiang Sword Sutra, it really did not disappoint me!"
Liang Yan stood up out of thin air, letting the long-lost breeze blow by him, with a happy smile on his face.
The aura on his body now is as deep as the sea. Even if he stands still, it still gives people a faint sense of oppression. It is obviously not the same state as when he first entered the bamboo forest.
"This fairy jade is really a rare thing created by nature. If my uncle didn't need it to resist the invasion of gray fog, I would have taken this thing away."
Liang Yan turned around and glanced at the cave behind him. There was a trace of regret on his face.
He has been cultivating in the Immortal Jade Cave for fifteen years. The spiritual energy of the Immortal Jade seems to be endless, always filling the entire cave, while his Jue Tian Dao Foundation is as much as he needs. The combination of the two makes his cultivation faster. It was actually three times what he was in the outside world!
As early as ten years ago, Liang Yan had actually successfully broken through the bottleneck and reached the late stage of Juyuan Realm.
In the past ten years, besides practicing, he also practiced the swordsmanship in the Wuxiang Sword Sutra, and finally he was able to control two swords at the same time. The scene just now where the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword were unsheathed at the same time and the two swords were fighting each other was the result of his practice over the years.
Liang Yan practiced his sword skills in mid-air, then raised his hand to cast a spell, and put both the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword into his storage bag. At the same time, the sword spell in his hand changed, and another green light came from him. Ejected from Dantian.
This blue light shot up into the air, and with just a slight flicker, it turned into a ten-foot-long sword, circling and flying in the air, as agile as a swimming fish.
In ten years of hard work, Liang Yan had compressed the original Baizhang Sword Gang to about ten feet.
The sword energy and sword intention in the blue sword gang has not only not been reduced by half, but has become more concentrated and concise. As long as you rub a little bit, no matter whether you are a physical body or a magic weapon, you will be cut into two pieces. .
“Hahaha, not bad, not bad!”
Several hearty laughs suddenly sounded in the distance, and then a middle-aged man in blue clothes and sandals flew over.
When Liang Yan saw the person coming, he immediately smiled, clasped his fists and saluted him: "See Uncle Gu."
"No need to be more polite." Gu Zhiyu waved his hand and said : "In just fifteen years, you took the sword from a hundred feet to After compressing it to ten feet, you can really teach it. However, I want to remind you that although the beginning is smooth, the subsequent cultivation will be more difficult. After that, the ten-foot sword gang will become more difficult every time it is compressed. It’s difficult and requires great perseverance to succeed.”
Liang Yan's face became solemn after hearing this, and he responded: "Disciple will follow my uncle's teachings and will never slack off."
Gu Zhiyu nodded with satisfaction and looked Liang Yan up and down again. once, then he touched his chin and said with a smile: "You kid is indeed A seed of cultivation, this time you have been in seclusion for fifteen years. Not only have you broken through to the late stage of the Juyuan Realm, but you have also condensed the sword and mastered the art of double swords. With your current strength, even if you meet the four leaders of the Golden Core Stage, I’m afraid I can have a good fight.”
Liang Yan did not deny it, but nodded and said: "This disciple is able to achieve such a breakthrough thanks to the guidance of his uncle."
Gu Zhiyu waved his hand and smiled and said: "Boy, we have been friends for many years. No need to do more You're polite. By the way, I summoned you out of seclusion this time using a secret method. You can probably guess the reason."
Liang Yan felt happy when he heard this, and asked quickly: "But when it comes to the weakest part of the gray fog. Time?"< br>
Gu Zhiyu nodded and said: "Yes, this gray fog is like the tide of the sea. The tide rises and falls. Every once in a while, there is a weakest period, but there is no pattern. Originally, I thought this The first time only takes seven or eight years, but I didn’t expect that this time I have to wait for fifteen years!”
He shook his head slightly when he said this, and then waved to Liang Yan: “You come with me! ”
Liang Yan naturally nodded in agreement, made a ray of light and followed behind Gu Zhiyu. The two of them flew close to the ground, and after half a cup of tea, they arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest.
They stopped taking refuge at the same time and stopped in the bamboo forest. Gu Zhiyu put his hands behind his back and suddenly said:
"Liang Yan, before I send you away, there are a few more things. I have something to tell you.”
"Master, please tell me!"
"Your swordsmanship is extraordinary. If you continue to practice like this, sooner or later you will reach the stage of condensing sword pills. At that time, you must prepare a container in advance as your own sword pouch. .”
"Sword pouch?"
Liang Yan has also seen this statement in the "Sword Fighting Chapter" in the "Tao Sword Classic", but the scripture seems to regard this as common sense and does not elaborate too much . "The sword pouch is the second dantian of sword cultivators. The sword gang is refined from our own dantian, while the sword pills must be refined in the sword pouch. The higher the quality of the sword pouch, the longer the training time will be. In the future, The sword pills you make will be stronger!" Gu Zhiyu said slowly.
"So there is still this saying, the disciple has been taught." Liang Yan suddenly said.
“One more thing, among the four major alliance leaders in Hell, Meng Qibai from the Flying Star Alliance, Xiang An from the Mad Lion Alliance, and Nie Ziming from the Blood Moon Alliance are all in the early stage of the Golden Core. Although you may not be able to defeat them with your current strength, if you just want to protect yourself, they can’t do anything to you.”
"Only Shou Wenshi from the Thousand Birds Alliance has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core. With your current cultivation level, you must not be an enemy of him." Gu Zhiyu warned with a serious expression.
"Disciple Shou Wenshi understands that he will never take the initiative to turn against this person unless absolutely necessary." Liang Yan nodded.
"Well, it's good that you know."
Gu Zhiyu said slowly: "Shou Wenshi is a very secretive person. He is the first person to step into the Golden Core Realm. Now, Five hundred years have passed, but he is still only in the middle stage of Jindan. He should know the existence of gray mist."
"The golden elixir was already condensed five hundred years ago?" Liang Yan said in surprise: "It seems that this person has suppressed his cultivation. Regarding the truth about Hell, he I’m afraid he’s the one who knows the most.”
"That's right, when I became a master of magical powers, I wanted to find this person, but then I was chased by Gray Mist. I had no choice but to hide here. I never had the chance to find him again." Gu Zhiyu said and sighed.
When Liang Yan heard this, he suddenly saluted Gu Zhiyu as a disciple of a junior in the sect, and then said with a respectful face:
"Master, after the disciple leaves, he must do his best. Find a way out of Hades and will definitely return in the future Here, let’s escape from this prison with our uncle.”
“Hahaha, okay! I believe you!”
Gu Zhiyu laughed a few times and suddenly raised his hand. With a wave of his hand, he saw bamboo leaves flying and circling all over the sky, and unexpectedly gathered around Liang Yan at the same time.
Liang Yan was slightly surprised, and when he looked at it, he saw these bamboo leaves beating freely and unexpectedly, drawing mysterious runes around him.
Although these runes were invisible to the naked eye, a majestic sword intent swarmed out and enveloped his entire body.
"Is this the 'Tai Qing Sword Ribbon'? It's really wonderful!"
Liang Yan just sighed when a thrust suddenly came from his step, lifting his whole body up out of thin air. Then it turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the bamboo forest.
"Boy, have a good journey, I'll wait for you to come back!" Gu Zhiyu's laughter came from far away, his tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
At this moment, Liang Yan was surrounded by "swords" turned into bamboo leaves. He looked up and saw that the gray mist in the bamboo forest had indeed become much thinner, and most of it did not move. Only occasionally there were one or two scattered clouds. Gray fog came to block it.
These sporadic gray mists fell apart after being lightly chopped by Gu Zhiyu's bamboo leaf "sword urn", without causing any harm to him at all.
"The gray fog here is indeed thinner, and since my realm has not reached the golden elixir, I can't attract their interest." Liang Yan was happy, but he did not relax his vigilance.
He poured spiritual power into his whole body, and cast a layer of golden body-protecting spiritual shield behind the "sword urn", then pushed his escape speed to the extreme, and flew away at full speed outside the bamboo forest.
About two hours later, from the edge of the bamboo forest, a gray escaping light rushed out, circled in mid-air, and landed directly on a huge boulder on the gray sand.
"Finally out"
Liang Yan turned his head and glanced at the green bamboo forest behind him, and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
When he came out of Yunyan Club, he never expected that this exploration would actually take fifteen years.
Now that fifteen years have passed, I wonder what is going on over there at Yunyanhui, and how is Wuxin doing?
Thinking of this, Liang Yan did not want to stay here any longer. He raised his hand and patted the storage bag and took out the map left by the Nanyang Taoist.
After carefully checking, Liang Yan determined his direction, immediately made a seal with one hand, and drove a ray of light towards the sky and walked towards the sky
Three months later, outside the city of Yunyanhui headquarters, A gray ray of light traveled from far to near, but in the blink of an eye, it was not far from the city gate.
The escaping light dispersed, revealing a young man in gray clothes, who turned out to be Liang Yan who had come all the way.
The last time he left Yunyan Club was fifteen years ago. Now that he is back here, he can't help but feel a little emotional.
But the next moment, Liang Yan frowned slightly and looked around the city gate with some confusion.
"Huh? Strange? Why are there less than half the monks on duty today than usual, and they are all unfamiliar faces"
Fifteen years may be a long time for secular mortals, but for ordinary people, For cultivators above the foundation building stage, it is only a short period of time.
In just fifteen years, even if there are some changes in the monks guarding them, it is impossible not to recognize any of them.
"There seems to be something wrong, but why is the city so quiet? It doesn't seem like anything has changed."
Liang Yan looked around. He was a cautious person to begin with. Although this is his base camp, after discovering this abnormality, he will not show up easily.
After thinking for a moment, Liang Yan made a secret with one hand. He activated the "Yuanmu Dao" spell and the Tianji Pearl at the same time. His figure gradually faded away, and even the aura of the monk disappeared.
After doing all this, Liang Yan slowly approached the city wall of Yunyanhui.
The city defense formation outside Yunyan Club was one that he personally perfected and improved back then. Ordinary Juyuan realm monks would never even think of breaking through this formation.
But Liang Yan is not an ordinary Juyuan Realm monk, and this formation was created by him, so of course he cannot stop him.
He only recalled it briefly, and after a while he figured out the weakness of the formation. Then he used his magical power to pass through the city wall without anyone noticing and entered the city of Yunyanhui.
The entire infiltration process was silent, and even the few patrolling monks standing above the city wall did not notice the slightest movement.
“Strange, it’s too quiet!”
Liang Yan stood on the street of Yunyanhui City, with an even more confused look on his face.
“Forget it, let’s go check with Wu Xin first, hoping that my worries are all unfounded.”
(End of this chapter)