Chapter 877: The Head of the Sect
Yungang Mountain, at the foot of Tianling Peak, Liang Yan, Miao Suwen and others are waiting here.
"Sir, you have been away for fifty years. Now that you have returned to the sect, your cultivation has reached the Golden Core realm. It is estimated that several uncles and uncles will be shocked!" Miao Su! Wen said with a smile.
After hearing this, Liang Yan just smiled noncommittally and didn't say much.
His trip to the underworld was in great danger. The golden elixir in his body could be said to have been killed from a pile of corpses. If Sanxiaozi’s talisman and the witch Wuxin hadn’t been there to help him, he might never have been able to get out of those nine. Youxia climbed out.
All of this cannot be explained clearly in a few words.
Miao Su asked and saw that he was silent and obediently did not ask any more questions. After waiting for a while, they saw a ray of light rushing over from the mountain road.
This escaping light stopped in front of several people, revealing the figure inside. It was the little Taoist boy who had just gone up to summon them.
This man was born with red lips, white teeth, and beautiful eyebrows. He looked very attractive. When he saw Liang Yan and others, he immediately bowed his hands and said with a smile:
"Senior brothers and sisters, please come quickly. Follow me up the mountain quickly, the master master invites you!”
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a gray cloud rolled up the five people present, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. .
The little Taoist boy felt like the world was spinning, and before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.
Looking around at this time, I saw clouds and mist. Not far away, a white jade pavilion was looming in the mist, and it was actually at the top of the mountain.
“So fast!”
The little Taoist boy was really surprised, and he felt a little more respect for this senior brother who had never been masked before. He did not dare to show any slightness at the moment, and hurriedly walked in front to lead the way.
Liang Yan followed the little Taoist boy walking slowly on the gravel road, and after a while he came to the white jade pavilion.
He looked towards the pavilion and saw five people sitting inside. The man in the middle had a face that was half black and half white. He was the leader of the Yungang Sect, Shan He.
On his left and right sides, sat a beautiful woman in blue and an old man with short hair. These two people were naturally Lan Wangqiu and his master Yu Xuanji.
There are two other people in the pavilion. One of them is a middle-aged man, tall and thin, carrying a bamboo basket behind his back. His eyes are cloudy, and he looks like a blind man.
The other person was an old man in sackcloth, short and fat, with a ruddy complexion. He was holding a big jar in his right hand, and he didn't know what was in it.
Liang Yan's eyes quickly glanced around, and finally landed on Yu Xuanji. This old man with short hair and wearing martial arts uniform was looking at him with a smile.
"Master!"
Liang Yan called out respectfully, stepped forward and bowed to the ground, making a disciple's salute.
“Hahaha, you brat, you’ve been apart for fifty years, and yet you’ve come back even though it’s a blessing!” Yu Xuanji scolded with a smile, but there was unconcealable joy in his tone.
Liang Yan was slightly moved and said in a low voice: "Disciple is unworthy. The Yungang Sect suffered a great disaster fifty years ago, but failed to do its part in the sect. I have been feeling very ashamed these years."
Yu Xuanji waved his hand and said: "Just come back. Why mention the past? With your cultivation level, you couldn't help much in that war! How many talented disciples of our Yungang Sect died in infancy, such as Now that you are back, the most important thing is to practice quickly and not waste time."
After he finished speaking, Liang Yan had not yet answered, but Shan Hezai suddenly laughed and said: "Junior brother, you are blind. "Our disciples are completely different from before!"
"What?" Yu Xuanji was slightly stunned, obviously not understanding what Shan Hezai meant.
However, Liang Yan smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards Shan Hezai and said, "After all, I can't hide it from the sect leader!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body burst out suddenly, and his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm was undoubtedly revealed. Except for Shan Hezai, the expressions of the people who were sitting calmly in the pavilion changed.
Among them, Yu Xuanji even lost his voice and shouted:
"You have formed an elixir!"
"Reporting to Master, this disciple was lucky enough to form an elixir a few years ago, and the elixir became Five revolutions, Xuantian's five qi." Liang Yan said truthfully without hiding anything.
At this time, Shan Hezai suddenly laughed and said: "Good boy, we are actually here for the exam. You learned the 'Yuanmu Dao' spell from me. What? You still want to Concealing the truth in front of me?”
"Disciple doesn't dare!" Liang Yan said with a smile and cupped his hands.
It's just that although he said "dare not" in his mouth, there was no hint of "dare not" in his demeanor.
“What a crazy boy, you are indeed young and arrogant!” Yu Xuanji touched his chin, eyes glaring, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of pride evident.
“Look at how proud you are!”
Lan Wangqiu next to him spat and reprimanded: “The disciples I taught will overtake the master in the blink of an eye. Someone I don’t know how to be ashamed!”
Yu Xuanji chuckled and was not worried. He pointed at the other two people in the pavilion and said, "Let me introduce you to him. This is the new leader of Shenju Peak. He achieved the Golden Core Realm twenty years ago, earlier than you." It won’t be long.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man with the bamboo basket on his back started laughing. He bowed his hand to Liang Yan and said:
"My friend, Pu Nansheng, I'm glad to meet you."
Liang Yan was about to return the gift, but saw a sudden burst of emotion in the man's dull eyes. A flash of light followed by a vortex of chaos appeared in front of him, as if it was about to suck his whole body into it.
"Illusion?"
Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, there was a twisting and rolling in the vortex, and a dazzling tiger jumped out and rushed towards him.
"Old Seventeen, this is the inherited magical power of Shenju Peak, 'Inaction and Hundred Changes'. The so-called virtuality, reality, illusion and reality cannot be treated as ordinary illusions."
Yu Xuanji's The voice came from the pavilion, and Liang Yan nodded, with a slight smile on his lips.
He pinched the technique with one hand and used his Confucian spiritual power to condense a blue palm print in mid-air. Then with a flick of his sleeve, the palm print was shot into the air.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the eye-catching tiger was torn into pieces by the palm print. However, the broken parts did not disappear, and were still changing one by one in mid-air. Finally, they turned into various poisonous insects and beasts, thousands of them, vast and majestic. Swinging, it poured down on Liang Yan's head.
Seeing the beasts galloping high in the sky, Liang Yan didn't have the slightest trace of panic on his face. The blue light flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he nodded and said: "Sure enough, there is reality in the imaginary. "Hide in the middle."< br>
He waved his hands and drew a circle back and forth in front of himself. A powerful Confucian spiritual power surged out. He used the "circle turning method" and the "dispersing force method" at the same time to rush to the nearby people. The phantoms of beasts everywhere were shattered one by one.
The sky is full of shadows of beasts, but they can’t even touch a corner of his clothes!
“Awesome!”
Pu Nansheng couldn't help but praise, took out a crutch from the bamboo basket behind his back, and tapped it lightly on the ground in front of him. Bang!
A vague fluctuation came from the ground, and it arrived beside Liang Yan in the blink of an eye.
Liang Yan was resisting the beast shadow in mid-air. When he saw the wave coming, he just smiled slightly and stretched out his right foot to step lightly in front of him.
With this step, the invisible wave stopped abruptly. A moment later, an even more turbulent underground undercurrent broke out from Liang Yan's side, and actually spread towards Park Nansheng's location.
Bang!
A loud noise came, and the entire ground in front of Pu Nansheng was lifted up. The blind man looked embarrassed and retreated backwards until he was outside the pavilion before he could stabilize himself. body shape.
“It’s amazing!”
Pu Nansheng raised his hand and took back all the shadows of beasts in the sky into his sleeves, then he laughed and said: “This disciple of Fish Palm is better than me by a lot. Park's class is a master of tricks ”
“Hahaha, Jin Dan has such strength in the early stage, I, Shen Tusu, can’t stand it anymore. Let’s do two tricks!” The old man in the pavilion, wearing linen and rosy face, suddenly laughed. road.
"Old Seventeen, this is the leader of Feilong Peak. He just broke through the bottleneck three years ago and is now at the middle stage of Jindan!" Yu Xuanji's voice sounded again.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards Shen Tusu and said, "Uncle Teacher, please give me a clever move!"
"Okay!"
Shen Tusu shouted and stretched out his hand. When he patted the red lacquered jar next to him, he saw the mouth of the jar flipped over and a little man flew out from it.
This little man was wearing a yellow robe and a yellow scarf. After jumping out from the altar, he grew taller in the wind. Suddenly he was a hundred feet in size. A big foot fell from the sky and stepped directly on Liang Yan's head. .
"Yellow Turban Warrior!"
Liang Yan was slightly shocked. He had long heard that Taoism had a secret technique that could capture the spirituality of all things. With the help of Taoist talismans, he finally refined a powerful guardian. Taoist.
Now it seems that Yungang Sect is worthy of being one of the five great sects, with a profound foundation. Liang Yan would never have the slightest doubt if this person in charge of the middle stage of the Golden Core said that he could cross the ranks to kill the late stage of the Golden Core.
“You brat, if you can’t stop me, get away!” Yu Xuanji’s voice suddenly came from the pavilion.
However, Liang Yan just smiled softly, raised his hand and pinched it, and a purple thunder shot out of the sky.
The yellow turban warrior in mid-air stepped down, but was pierced into the foot by the purple thunder. With a thunderous explosion, countless swords rushed out, splitting the yellow turban warrior from bottom to top. Two halves!
“It’s broken!”
Shen Tusu exclaimed and pinched the magic formula with both hands. He saw that the body that was split in half in mid-air slowly merged into one, and became more and more Small, and finally transformed back into the little person no bigger than a thumb.
"No fighting! No fighting! This kid's sword blow will take me at least three years of practice to recover!" Shen Tusu put the villain back into the altar, his face full of pain.
Liang Yan had put away the flying sword at this moment, cupped his hands with a smile and said: "Master Shen accepts the concession!"
"What concession do you accept?" The old man in sackcloth rolled his eyes and said, "Shen is not that hypocritical. Just now it was my skill that was inferior to others. I think your boy can be the master of a peak in Yungang Sect. That is more than enough!"< br>
At this time, Shan Hezai, Yu Xuanji and Lan Wangqiu looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
"This is really an unexpected surprise." Shan Hezai gave the two people a meaningful look.
"Senior brother, do you mean the Beihai Demon Clan and his party?" Yu Xuanji frowned slightly, vaguely guessing something.
“Let me try his skills again.”
Lan Wangqiu naturally knew what his two senior brothers were thinking, and immediately flew out of the pavilion without any hesitation.
"Liang Yan, do you remember your uncle?" Lan Wangqiu was dressed in palace attire, with an elegant temperament. Standing in mid-air, he looked like an autumn chrysanthemum, calm and restrained.
"Of course I remember that after decades of separation, Master Lan is still as charming as ever. He is like an immortal descending to earth. He is a perfect match for my master!" Liang Yan laughed.
“Stop being such a talker!”
Lan Wangqiu spat and shouted: “Look, you are itchy, you need a beating!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and made a magic formula. She saw a strange ripple in the air, and after a moment, water lotuses appeared.
These water lotuses, ranging in size from large to small, were randomly distributed over the entire mountain top, completely blocking Liang Yan in the center.
Feeling the surging aura of the water attribute around him, Liang Yan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and his eyes became slightly serious.
Lan Wangqiu is different from Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu. In the Nanchui War, five people from the Eight Peaks of the Yungang Sect died. Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu both broke through the golden elixir within fifty years after the war. This Only then did he reluctantly become the master of a peak.
But Lan Wangqiu has already entered the late stage of Jindan, and his magical power is not much worse than Yu Xuanji.
"Uncle Lan, be careful!"
Liang Yan shouted softly, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and three sword lights flew out from the storage bag.
These three sword lights, one black, one purple, and one silver, are his three swords of Black Lotus, Purple Thunder, and Dingguang.
“What?!”
Lan Wangqiu’s expression changed slightly. Although she had practiced Taoism for many years, this was the first time she met a swordsman who could control three flying swords at the same time. But after a moment , she shook her head and said:
"You kid, don't you know the truth of biting off more than you can chew? As a swordsman, your life is on the sword. Only by putting all your efforts into it can you be invincible!"
While speaking, she raised her head again With a gentle tap of his hand, he could see the water lotuses in mid-air spinning each other, and waves rushing out, like the waves of the sea, all rushing toward Liang Yan's position.
"I don't want to strike too hard, so as not to hurt this kid. I just need to get him wet and dampen his pride to prevent him from being too complacent." Lan Wangqiu secretly said to himself while taking action. thought.
However, at this moment, when Liang Yan saw the surging water in mid-air and the endless pressure sweeping in from all around, he did not show any signs of panic.
With a pinch of the sword formula in his hand, he unfolded the "Shadowless Sword Sutra", and the three flying swords showed their strengths. The black lotus sword turned into black sword lotuses in mid-air, and the sword energy In all directions, Lan Wangqiu's water lotus flowers were blocked.
At the same time, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Dingguang Sword pierced the sky. One was like thunder from the sky, and the sword intent surged, while the other was hidden in the dark, invisible and silent.
Two flying swords, one bright and one dark, were slashing towards Lan Wangqiu’s position at the same time!
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(End of this chapter)