Chapter 860 The Boy in the Gourd
The remains of the Evil Sword Immortal fell from the air and turned into two pools of blood. Li Xiaosong opened his mouth and spat out, and the four-color flames burst out, instantly evaporating the blood. .
This fierce and arrogant sword demon clone has completely fallen.
Liang Yan didn't stop for even a moment. He stepped lightly in the air and came to Gu Zhiyu's side in an instant.
At this time, Gu Zhiyu had been hit by more than a hundred swords all over his body, and all his meridians and Dantian were cut off. He was already at the end of his rope.
He could only hang with one breath. When he saw Liang Yan coming, he actually grinned and said:
"Haha, I originally wanted to return to the sect and live in seclusion after this disaster is over. It seems that this idea cannot be realized after all."
“Uncle, don’t say If you say so, I will definitely bring you back to the Yungang Sect."
Liang Yan had a rare look of anxiety on his face. While he was running the Xuan Gong, he continuously transferred his spiritual power into the valley. Zhiyu's body tried to help him repair his damaged meridians.
“Useless cough cough”
Gu Zhiyu coughed, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"I know the extent of my own injuries. Even if you transfer all your skills to me, it will be of no use."
Gu Zhiyu shook his head, his eyes suddenly became a little confused. Became erratic.
“Back then, I became obsessed with swordsmanship. In order to reach the legendary Jianwan realm, I ignored the opposition of my fellow disciples and went to the Antarctic Fairy Continent. Unexpectedly, I ended up stopping here.”
"The two biggest regrets I have in this life are that one is that I will not be able to achieve Kenmaru in my lifetime, and the other is that I did not do my best when my sect was in crisis."
"Uncle."
Liang Yan looked at the seriously injured and dying man in front of him and wanted to say something to comfort him, but found that he didn't know what to say at all.
Perhaps every cultivator will have his own regrets in his heart when he finally passes away. As long as you cannot attain enlightenment and become an immortal, you will eventually have to drift in the secular world.
At this moment, Gu Zhiyu's eyes were becoming more and more distracted, and his memory seemed to have returned to the past.
Children aged two or three lay on the shoulders of the old Taoist priest and followed him in babbling.
A child of seven or eight years old urinated in front of the statue of Taozu. He was caught by the master and asked to be beaten severely.
The teenage boy held his master's hand and walked up a long staircase. The master told him that this is called the "heart-washing ladder". Climb this long ladder to wash away your ordinary mind and enter the door of my Taoism.
I started learning swordsmanship at the age of fifteen, and became a swordsman at the age of forty. From then on, it was smooth sailing. I mastered swordsmanship within two hundred years. In order to pursue a higher realm of swordsmanship, I crossed the Sea of Fallen Souls alone. Go to Antarctica, one of the five human continents.
I didn’t expect that this departure would last forever!
Gu Zhiyu's eyes became increasingly dim, and suddenly his lips slightly opened, he took Liang Yan's hand and said forcefully:
"Take me home."
After saying these last words, there was no more light in his eyes, and the aura of his whole person completely disappeared. This Taoist sword cultivator, who was rarely seen in Nanchui for thousands of years, He just fell into hell
Liang Yan looked at Gu Zhiyu's body in silence, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Just a few months ago, the two of them were sitting on the ground in the bamboo forest, drinking and discussing swords.
They were so high-spirited at that time that they even made a bet to see who could condense Jianwan first. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, they were separated by heaven and earth.
The road to cultivation is extremely difficult. Gu Zhiyu devoted himself to pursuing a higher path, thus leaving the sect that had trained him for hundreds of years. Although he regretted it at the last moment, what was wrong with his life?
Liang Yan shook his head. Everyone's Tao is different, and their ideas and beliefs are also different. He cannot judge other people's lives, but he can stick to his own path.
No matter how difficult the road of cultivation is, he will go on without hesitation. He will transcend this mortal world and use his sword to carve a path to immortality for himself!
Liang Yan was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to close Gu Zhiyu's eyes, and then looked at Li Xiaosong on his shoulder.
The civet cat understood immediately, opened its mouth and spit out four-color flames, cremating Gu Zhiyu's body.
Liang Yan, on the other hand, used a magic trick to collect Gu Zhiyu's ashes into a wooden box, and then put them into his storage bag.
"Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely bring your ashes back to Yungang Sect."
Liang Yan said silently in his heart, this is the only thing he can do for Gu now. What the rain does.
After collecting Gu Zhiyu's ashes, Liang Yan raised his hand again and took out the green gourd he just got from his arms.
This gourd, "Xiaojiu" to be precise, is blue in color with three auspicious cloud patterns on the surface. It has more than doubled in size. It is no longer the white and clean little bottle before.
"Did you eat too much and your face turned blue?"
Liang Yan said to himself, while turning the gourd upside down and shaking it, as if he wanted to remove the Taixu Tianluo Fruit from the gourd. Pour it out from your mouth.
However, this wish is destined to fail to come true.
After a long time, Liang Yan gradually accepted the fact that the innate Tao Fruit he had tried so hard to fight for was finally eaten by this bottle.
"You usually eat cave-heaven magic weapons, such as fake books, prison tablets, etc., but I don't say anything to you. But now you have eaten the Taixu Tianluo fruit, what else can we do? Get out!”
Liang Yan glanced at Hulu and said angrily.
After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but still did not get a response from "Xiaojiu", nor did he see the iconic two eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder.
"Is it possible that after eating the fruit, I became unable to speak?"
You must know that Xiao Jiu before, although he was like a newborn baby, he could also communicate with his own mind. , passing its thoughts to Liang Yan.
However, at this moment, no matter how hard Liang Yan tried to activate his connection with "Xiao Jiu", he still couldn't get the slightest response from it.
"It's broken. This child is really stupid. He ate the fruit. Am I, Liang Yan, going to be trapped and die here?"
Liang Yan was speechless and couldn't help but grab the "little one" "Nine" shook it violently again.
At this moment, the "Xiao Jiu" in his hand suddenly emitted a burst of cyan glow, and before Liang Yan could react, he was completely sucked into the gourd.
Liang Yan felt like the world was spinning, and the next moment, his feet were on the ground.
He let go of his consciousness and looked around, only to see that he was at the top of a mountain peak, surrounded by rolling mountains, blue sky, green grass, waterfalls, and various beautiful scenery.
Liang Yan has not seen such beautiful scenery for more than 40 years since entering Hades.
"Is this the internal space of 'Xiaojiu'?"
Liang Yan looked at the surrounding scenery and said to himself with some uncertainty. When "Xiao Jiu" was still the white jade vial, he had also come in, but at that time it was still a vast white chaos, with no scenery at all.
So now after seeing these majestic rolling mountains, Liang Yan couldn't help but feel a little unreal.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from behind him. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw a barefoot boy of about three or four years old wearing a blue bellyband, sitting on a boulder with his fingers biting. , looking at himself curiously.
For some reason, Liang Yan felt a sense of intimacy the moment he saw this boy. This feeling seemed to come from the slightest connection between him and "Xiao Jiu".
Liang Yan reacted immediately and asked immediately: "Are you 'Xiaojiu'?"
The barefoot boy did not answer, but jumped down from the boulder and walked straight He walked to Liang Yan's side.
He first closed his eyes and sniffed around Liang Yan with his nose, as if to confirm something, and finally nodded silently.
Then he stretched out a small white hand and pulled the corner of Liang Yan's clothes.
“You can’t speak?”
Liang Yan frowned slightly and stood motionless. However, the boy was very persistent and still pulled hard on his clothes.
“You want to take me somewhere?”
In a daze, Liang Yan seemed to be able to understand what he meant.
After hearing this, the boy immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. At the same time, a vague feeling began to appear in Liang Yan's consciousness, allowing him to gradually understand the feelings of the boy in front of him.
“Let’s go!”
Liang Yan didn’t say anything more, just stepped forward and followed behind this immature boy.
I saw only two figures, one big and one small, walking down the mountain step by step along the mountain path, and soon disappeared into the clouds and mist in the mountains
The longer we spend together , Liang Yan could sense the thoughts of the boy in front of him more clearly. By the time he walked down the mountain road, he could occasionally exchange a few words with him.
This boy is indeed the incarnation of "Xiao Jiu". If he was just a newborn baby at the beginning, then now he is a three or four-year-old child who has initially developed spiritual intelligence instead of just relying on instinct to act.
Liang Yan followed him and soon walked into a valley.
This valley looked very ordinary from the outside, but after Liang Yan came in, he just looked up and couldn't look away anymore.
The surrounding peaks were as dark as ink, and the originally smooth stone walls were actually covered with scratches.
These scratches have no rules at all. Some are dozens of feet long, some are only seven feet long, some are deep into the cliff, and some are just a shallow scratch.
In mid-air, the infinite sword intent surged back and forth in the valley, making Liang Yan unable to help but feel fear in his heart.
“This is the mark of the sword?!”
Liang Yan looked at the scratches on the mountain wall and felt that they were dazzling and uncomfortable, but they were also very tempting, allowing him to endure them. Even though my eyes were in severe pain, I had to keep looking up.
After a long time, I heard Liang Yan sigh softly: "It is indeed a mark of swordsmanship. The so-called glimpse of the leopard in the tube, the peerless glory of senior Ying Long back then, just this glimpse, has surpassed Liang A thousand times a hundred times."
He sighed, his expression returned to normal, and he turned to look at the boy.
"I didn't expect that Master Yinglong would actually leave traces of swordsmanship on you. Xiaojiu, you brought me here, do you want me to use you as a sword pouch?"
After hearing this, the boy immediately clicked He nodded, with a hint of joy on his face.
Liang Yan thought for a moment and then said: "The three conditions for the sword pouch are: the first is a space of its own, and the second is that it contains traces of the sword. You have satisfied all of these. But you still need the best heaven and earth spirits. Only by using objects can we cultivate the spirituality of Feijian."
After hearing this, Xiaojiu shook his head, suddenly waved his little hand, and started to babble.
Liang Yan frowned slightly, and after trying to interpret it several times, he finally determined what he meant: "You mean the giant tree outside?"
Xiaojiu nodded immediately.
“That fairy tree can breed the innate Dao Fruit. It is naturally extremely extraordinary, but it is such a huge fairy tree. It is surrounded by layers of white mist. I can’t even fly in the air. How can this immortal tree be refined?" Liang Yan said with some confusion.
This time Xiaojiu babbling a lot again, Liang Yan relied on that little bit of telepathy to vaguely understand what he meant, and couldn't help asking with a surprised look on his face:
"You mean, you can conquer this fairy tree?"
This time Xiaojiu nodded heavily.
Immediately afterwards, a vague wave of spiritual thoughts was transmitted directly to Liang Yan's mind, making him couldn't help but feel happy.
"You mean, as long as you put this fairy tree into the gourd, you can activate the power of space and take us out of this ghost place?"
Xiaojiu's For the first time, there was a hint of joy on his face, and he even jumped up from the ground, but it seemed that it was not because he could escape from the underworld, but because he was finally able to communicate normally with Liang Yan.
Liang Yan was also a little happy in his heart. He found that the longer he stayed with the boy, the stronger the feeling between them became, and they gradually became able to communicate with each other.
If Xiao Jiu was a little depressed before because he swallowed the Taixu Tianluo Fruit, now he is only happy.
Because "Xiao Jiu" did not escape his control due to the improvement of his strength, but became more and more attached to him.
And "Xiao Jiu" who turned into a gourd can just be used as his sword pouch to help him take a further step in the way of swordsmanship. From this point of view, it is better than the effect of directly swallowing the Tao Fruit himself.
Speaking of which, the reason why they were named "Xiaojiu" was because the place where they first met was in the Taoist "Three-Nine Formation" of Simingshan Palace.
Now that "Xiao Jiu" has picked the Innate Dao Fruit and transformed into a green gourd, Liang Yan also feels that it is time to give it a new name.
After standing there and pondering for a while, Liang Yan said calmly: "Since you have undergone tremendous changes after swallowing the Taixu Tianluo Fruit, then give me the name 'Taixu Gourd'."< br>
After hearing this, the boy stood there and scratched his head, then nodded again, seeming to agree with the name.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, and then asked: "How do you put the fairy tree into the gourd, and what do I need to do in this process?"
"Xiao Jiu" tilted his head. He thought for a while, then suddenly pointed at the top of his head and babbling a lot.
Although there were still some obstacles in the communication between the two, Liang Yan was gradually able to understand what he meant. After hearing this, he couldn't help but frown, and asked with some uncertainty:
"What do you want? Should I go to the top of this fairy tree?”
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