Chapter 1597 Return to the Yungang Sect
This old man wearing secular martial arts and short hair is none other than one of Liang Yan’s three enlightenment mentors, Yu Xuanji!
Hearing Liang Yan's voice, Yu Xuanji was slightly startled, with a complicated look in his eyes.
This former disciple thought he had been buried in the sea of lost souls, but he did not expect that two hundred years later, he would return to Nanchui.
And his level of cultivation is now far above his own.
At this moment, Yu Xuanji's consciousness was in a daze. He didn't know how to face this former disciple, nor what to say.
Seeing the other party's awkward appearance, Liang Yan smiled slightly.
The smile is like the spring breeze, a gentle force spreads out, unknowingly infecting the mood of everyone present.
"Master, don't be nervous, I am still your disciple, then and now. Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
After saying that, I really paid homage to the fish. Xuanji bowed deeply.
"Okay!"
Yu Xuanji's eyes were slightly moist, and the feeling of embarrassment just now gradually disappeared, and he sighed: "I didn't expect it! I, Yu Xuanji, have mediocre qualifications and low cultivation in my life, but The most discerning thing is to have a good apprentice!"
Before he finished speaking, Yu Xuanji stepped forward and helped Liang Yan up.
"Master, after so many years of separation, how have you been doing lately?"
"I'm fine."
Yu Xuanji showed a cheerful smile at this time, touched his chin, and said: "Yungang Sect has kept a low profile for these years and has not competed with the world. Master, I am also a wandering cloud and wild crane. I often play with the world and pay attention to the mountains and rivers. I am quite happy. "
"As long as Master is happy," Liang Yan said with a smile.
"Yes." Yu Xuanji nodded, suddenly remembered something, patted Liang Yan on the shoulder, and asked, "How are you? Did that old thief Wen Taishi give you any trouble?"< br>
"Master Wen?"
Liang Yan chuckled and said lightly: "From now on, there will be no more Master Wen and the Scorpion Boy in this world, and there will be no Emperor Jue Palace. and Piaomiao Valley”
His voice was very soft and his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
But in the ears of everyone, it is no different than thunder on dry land!
“What did you say.”
Yu Xuanji seemed not to hear clearly, and subconsciously looked at the entrance of the valley of Qidou Peak.
Not only him, but almost all of them, Yuan Yalaodao, Lu Zizhen, Lan Wangqiu, and Miao Suwen, all looked towards the valley of Qidou Peak.
Through the small mouth of the valley, you can vaguely see the scene inside, but you can see blood flowing like a river, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky! At a glance, there are bones and skeletons all over the mountains and plains. It is simply a small Shura field!
Old Taoist Yuan Ya looked surprised and asked with a hint of disbelief: "Master Wen and the Scorpion Boy. Are they all dead?"
"Yes."
Liang Yan did not deny it, nodded and said: "They chose the cemetery at Qidou Peak themselves, they can't blame me."
After saying these words, everyone's hearts were filled with excitement. Stormy sea.
Before, they only knew that Liang Yan was very strong, but no one knew how strong he was.
You must know that Liang Yan was only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir when he left. According to the speculations of Yuan Yalaodao, Lu Zizhen and others, in two hundred years, even if there is any special chance, the most is From the early stage of Jindan practice to the middle stage of Tongxuan.
After all, after reaching the Tongxuan realm, the improvement of cultivation is very slow. For example, Yuan Ya Laodao and Mo Scorpion Boy, these two people spent two hundred years of hard training before they reached the level of Tongxuan from the early stage of Tongxuan. The middle stage of Tongxuan.
Even Grand Master Wen only allowed himself to forcibly break through to the late Tongxuan stage after annexing the Qianyuan Holy Palace, absorbing all the resources of Taoist Hongyu, and adding some adventures overseas.
But the man in front of them seemed to far exceed everyone's expectations.
From the time he received the news to when everyone rushed here, it only took half a stick of incense.
In just half a stick of incense, Grand Master Wen, Mo Scorpion Boy, and all the disciples from Huang Jue Palace and Piaomiao Valley were all buried in the valley of Qidou Peak! By the time everyone arrived, everything had settled.
This is definitely not a back-and-forth battle, but a one-sided massacre!
Being able to do this means that the man in front of him is probably already superior to the ancestor Tongxuan!
Old Taoist Yuan Ya tried his best to keep himself calm and asked cautiously: "Please forgive me for the offence. May I ask what state your little friend is now?"
Liang Yan sighed softly and said: "Liang has been wandering overseas for more than two hundred years, and now he is trapped in the snowy mountains, walking on thin ice."
After hearing this, Old Taoist Yuan Ya showed an expression on his face: "Sure enough, it is so."
The so-called "trapped in the snowy mountains, like walking on thin ice" refers to the realm of transformation. Because of the impermanence of heaven, there are three disasters and nine disasters. Although the monks in the Transformation Realm are highly skilled, they are like walking on ice. No one knows when they will lose their footing and fall into the endless abyss under the ice. .
Therefore, monks in the Transformation Tribulation Realm often compare themselves to "the man in the snow".
Old Taoist Yuan Ya took a deep breath and said with some excitement: "I didn't expect that I would be able to see the power of the Transformation Tribulation Realm in my lifetime. I'm afraid there is only one little brother in the entire Sixty-Four Islands of the Sea of Souls!"
"If Master wants to leave Nanchui, with your level of cultivation, you can completely cross the Sea of Lost Souls and go to Antarctica to find opportunities." Liang Yan said slowly.
"No."
Old Taoist Yuan Ya shook his head and said with a smile: "The founder's foundation is here, the old Taoist is not as free as you, Yungang Sect must have someone in charge. Moreover, the old Taoist also knows his own weight. With my little magical powers, I can't fight with him at all. The monks in the Antarctic Immortal Continent compete with each other. Let alone the monks of the same realm, even the monks who are a little lower than me can easily defeat the old Tao. Going to the Antarctic Immortal Continent will only bring humiliation to oneself. It is better to be here in the South. "Be at ease."
After hearing this, Liang Yan did not continue to persuade.
In fact, what Old Taoist Yuan Ya said is right, even if they are both Zhenjun Tongxuan, their strength is different.
Seven mountains and twelve cities, Taoism is like the sea, and heroes are like stars!
Thinking back to those days, only two people, Fang Li and Buwen Jushi, were able to withstand the siege of the masters of the Nine Nether Alliance, not to mention the ten geniuses who could fight against the ancestor of Huajie with the power of Tongxuan!
In this environment, one needs to have extremely strong strength to compete with a group of geniuses for those precious opportunities, and if they fail, they may very well end up dead!
If Old Taoist Yuan Ya went to Antarctic Fairy Continent, he might not have lived as comfortably as he did in Nanchui.
Liang Yan also knew that everyone has their own ambitions, so he nodded and said: "Master can see clearly. In fact, when Liang came back this time, in addition to finding Grand Master Wen and the Scorpion Boy to settle the grievances of the past, he also wanted to get back the old grudges. Yungang Sect, take a look at the master and all the masters and uncles.”
“It’s hard for you to have such a heart.” Old Taoist Yuan Ya smiled slightly.
Everyone was very happy after the Piaomiao Valley and Huangjue Palace were swept away.
After all, these two sects have long been secretly joining forces to suppress Yixing Pavilion and Yungang Sect at the same time, and Grand Master Wen even plotted against Tang Caihuan. Without Liang Yan's arrival, I'm afraid it would have been a few years. , they will also take action against Yungang Sect.
Now, the mountain pressing on everyone’s heads has finally collapsed, and everyone feels relieved.
Lu Zizhen took a step forward at this time, cupped her hands and said: "We, Yixing Pavilion, came out in full force. We were originally afraid that the old thief would use the disciples from Piaomiao Valley to ambush Senior Liang. Since Senior Liang is fine, we have to return to the sect. "
Liang Yan took a glance and found that all the monks above the foundation-building stage of Yixing Pavilion had arrived here, and he couldn't help but feel touched in his heart.
“Thank you Pavilion Master Lu. Now the situation in Nanchui has been decided. No one is interested in Yixing Pavilion anymore. I hope that after Master Lu returns, he can change the old and bad habits. Perhaps hundreds of years later, Yixing Pavilion will be here again. Can there be a new atmosphere?"
"Liang Don't worry, senior!" Lu Zizhen laughed and said, "When I take over Yixing Pavilion, I will definitely clean up the bad habits and give it a new look! I hope I will have a chance to see senior again in the future, and I will let you see the changes in Yixing Pavilion!" br>
"We'll see." Liang Yan said with a smile.
"Farewell!"
Lu Zizhen slightly cupped his hands, turned around and led everyone in Yixing Pavilion to board the mechanical wooden boat again, and flew in the direction of Yixing Pavilion
Everyone watched the Yixing Pavilion monks leave, It wasn't until the wooden boat completely disappeared from the horizon that Yu Xuanji turned around and spoke with a smile. Said: "Disciple, when Li Xiaosong followed you to go out and make a living, I wonder if she came back with you?"
"Of course she came back!"
Before Liang Yan could speak, A white light flashed out from the Taixu gourd, fell to the ground, and transformed into a girl with double braids.
"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!" Although Li Xiaosong is a bit naughty, he still respects Yu Xuanji.
“Good disciple, get up!”
Seeing Li Xiaosong, Yu Xuanji felt even more comfortable.
Compared to Liang Yan, Li Xiaosong can be said to have obtained his true inheritance. The training conditions of "Sacred Fire Body Refining Technique" are very demanding. Except for Li Xiaosong, Yu Xuanji has never found a disciple suitable for training after so many years.
I thought that this inheritance would be cut off in my own hands, but I didn’t expect that two hundred years later, I would see Li Xiaosong again.
Moreover, Li Xiaosong's current level of cultivation is something that even he cannot see through. Perhaps he has entered that level just like Liang Yan.
Thinking of this, Yu Xuanji was filled with emotion, and his eyes were actually a little wet. .
"I'm sorry you guys still remember to come back to visit me, if you come back late." When Yu Xuanji said this, he suddenly stopped, shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't talk about this, I am happy today. Days! Brat, how long have you left? Nian, when I come back today, I want to have a drink with my master!"
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Master has a destiny, how dare I disobey you?"
Speak? At the same time, he also looked at Yu Xuanji.
This old man, his master, now has gray hair on his temples.
Two hundred years ago, he was in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. Two hundred years later, he still failed to break through the bottleneck of the Golden Elixir peak.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the Yungang Sect disciples, Yu Xuanji has not changed at all and is still the omnipotent master of Guanyu Peak.
But in Liang Yan's eyes, he is just a twilight old man now.
"Master, let's return to the sect."
"Yeah."
(End of this chapter)