The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

This old man in secular military uniform with a short cut is one of Liang Yan's three mentors, Yu Xuanji!

Hearing Liang Yan's voice, Yu Xuanji was slightly taken aback, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

This former disciple thought he had been buried in the sea of ​​fallen souls, but he didn't expect to return to Nanchui after two hundred years.

And his cultivation realm is now far above his own.

At this moment, Yu Xuanji's consciousness was in a trance, he didn't know how to face this former disciple, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the other party's cramped appearance, Liang Yan smiled slightly.

The smile was like a spring breeze, and a gentle force diffused out, unconsciously infecting the mood of everyone present.

"Master, don't be nervous. I am still your disciple. I was then and I am now. Master, please accept my disciple's respect!"

After finishing speaking, he really bowed deeply to Yu Xuanji.

"well!"

Yu Xuanji's eye sockets were slightly wet, and the feeling of embarrassment just now gradually disappeared, and he said with emotion: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! I, Yu Xuanji, have mediocre aptitude and low cultivation in my life, but the most discerning thing is to accept it. A good apprentice!"

Before the words finished, Yu Xuanji had already stepped forward and helped Liang Yan up.

"Master, it's been so many years, how are you doing recently?"

"I am fine."

Yu Xuanji had already shown a happy smile at this time, rubbed his chin, and said: "The Yungang Sect has kept a low profile these years, and has not contended with the world. Master, I am also a wild crane. I often play in the world, and I love the mountains and rivers. I am happy. "As long as master is happy." Liang Yan said with a smile.

"Yeah..." Yu Xuanji nodded, suddenly remembered something, patted Liang Yan's shoulder, and asked, "How are you doing? Did that old thief, Grand Master, make things difficult for you?"

"Master Wen?"

Liang Yan laughed softly, and said lightly: "From now on, there will be no Grand Master and Demon Scorpion Boy, nor will there be Huangjue Palace and Misty Valley in this world."

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 tantamount to thunder on dry land!

"What did you say

Yu Xuanji didn't seem to hear clearly, and subconsciously looked at the valley entrance of Qidou Peak.

It wasn't just him, Yuan Ya Laodao, Lu Zizhen, Lan Wangqiu, Miao Suwen... Almost everyone's eyes were on the valley of Qidou Peak.

Through the small valley mouth, you can vaguely see the scene inside, but seeing the blood flow into a river, the evil spirit is soaring! At a glance, there are bones and skeletons all over the mountains and plains, it is simply a small Shura field!

Old Daoist Yuan Ya looked surprised, and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Wen Taishi and Mo Xie boy... are they... all dead?"

"good."

Liang Yan didn't deny it, nodded his head and said, "They chose Qidou Peak as their own cemetery, so they can't blame me."

When these words came out, everyone's hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

Before, they only knew that Liang Yan was very strong, but no one knew how strong he was.

You know, when Liang Yan left that year, he was only at the early stage of Jindan. According to the speculation of Yuan Ya Laodao, Lu Zizhen and others, in two hundred years, even if there is any special chance, at most it will be from the early stage of Jindan to Tongxuan middle period.

After all, after reaching the Tongxuan Realm, the improvement of cultivation base is very slow. For example, Yuanya Laodao and Moxie Boy, these two people spent a full two hundred years of hard work to cultivate from the early Tongxuan to the middle Tongxuan.

Even Grand Master Wen, after absorbing all the resources of Daoist Hongyu after annexing the Qianyuan Sacred Palace, coupled with some adventures overseas, allowed himself to forcibly break through to the late stage of Tongxuan.

But the man in front of him seemed to be far beyond everyone's expectations.

From when he received the news to when everyone rushed here, it took only half a stick of incense.

In just half a stick of incense, Grand Master Wen, Moxie Boy, and all the disciples from Huangjue Palace and Piaomiao Valley were all buried in the valley of Qidou Peak! By the time everyone arrived, everything had settled down.

This is definitely not a back and forth battle, but a unilateral massacre! Being able to do this shows that the man in front of him is likely to have surpassed Patriarch Tongxuan!

Yuan Ya tried his best to keep himself calm, and asked cautiously: "Please forgive me for offending...May I ask what state my little friend is in now?"

Liang Yan sighed lightly and said, "Liang has been wandering overseas for more than two hundred years, and now he is trapped in a snow mountain, walking on thin ice."

After hearing this, Old Taoist Yuan Ya had a "really so" expression on his face.

The so-called "trapped in the snow mountain, like walking on thin ice" refers to the realm of transformation.

Because the way of heaven is impermanent, there are three disasters and nine disasters. Although the monks in the catastrophe realm have high cultivation, they seem to be walking on the ice. No one knows when they will stumble and fall into the endless abyss under the ice.

Therefore, monks in the realm of catastrophe often compare themselves with "people in the snow".

The old Taoist Yuan Ya took a deep breath, and said a little excitedly: "I never thought that I would still see the power of the Tribulation Transformation Realm in my lifetime. In the entire sixty-four islands of the Lost Soul Sea, there is only one little brother!"

"If Grandmaster wants to leave Nanchui, with your cultivation level, you can cross the Lost Soul Sea and go to the Antarctic Immortal Continent to find opportunities." Liang Yan said slowly.

"No."

The old Taoist Yuan Ya shook his head and said with a smile: "The foundation of the patriarch is here. The old Taoist is not as free as you. The Yungang Sect must have someone to sit in it. And the old Taoist also knows his own weight. I can't do it at all with my supernatural powers. Competing with the monks of Antarctic Immortal Continent, not to mention the monks of the same realm, I am afraid that even a monk who is a small realm lower than me can easily beat the old way. Going to Antarctic Immortal Continent will only bring shame on oneself, it is better to be here Nanchui is at ease."

After Liang Yan heard this, he didn't continue to persuade.

In fact, what Yuan Ya said was right, even if they are both True Monarch Tongxuan, their strength can be divided into strengths and weaknesses.

Seven mountains and twelve cities, Dao Zang is like the sea, heroes are like stars!

Back in the day, Fang Liren and Buwen Layman were just two people who were able to block the siege of all the masters of the Nine Nether League, let alone the Ten Great Talents who fought against the ancestor of Huajie with the strength of Tongxuan!

In such an environment, one needs to have extremely strong strength to compete with all the arrogances for those precious opportunities, and once they fail, they may end up dead!

If Yuan Ya Taoist went to the Antarctic Immortal Continent, he might not have lived comfortably in Nanchui.

Liang Yan also knew that people have their own aspirations, so he nodded and said: "Master can see clearly. In fact, when Liang came back this time, besides finding Grand Master Wen and Moxie boy to settle the grievances of the past, he also wanted to go back to the cloud. Gang Zong, take a look at the master and all the uncles and uncles."

"It's hard for you to have such a heart." Yuan Ya smiled slightly.

After sweeping away Misty Valley and Huangjue Palace, everyone was very happy.

After all, these two sects have joined forces secretly to suppress Yixing Pavilion and Yungangzong at the same time, and Grand Master Wen even plotted against Tang Caihuan. Gang Zong made a move.

Now, the mountain that weighed on everyone's heads has finally collapsed, and everyone feels relieved.

Lu Zizhen took a step forward at this time, cupped his hands and said: "We came out of Yixing Pavilion in full force, because we were afraid that the old thief would use the disciples of Misty Valley to ambush Senior Liang. Since Senior Liang is safe, we will return to the sect. "

Liang Yan glanced at it, and found that all the monks above the foundation-building period of Yixing Pavilion had rushed here, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched.

"Thank you Pavilion Master Lu, now that the situation in Nanchui has been settled, no one wants to play Yixing Pavilion anymore. I hope Pavilion Master Lu can change the old rules and bad habits after he returns. Maybe hundreds of years later, Yixing Pavilion will have a new look? "

"Senior Liang, don't worry!" Lu Zizhen laughed and said, "I will take over the Yixing Pavilion, and it will definitely sweep away the bad habits and make it look brand new! I hope to have the opportunity to meet senior again in the future, and then I will let you take a look at the changes in the Yixing Pavilion! "

"We'll wait and see." Liang Yan said with a smile.

"Farewell!"

Lu Zizhen cupped his hands slightly, turned around and led the Yixing Pavilion people to board the mechanism wooden boat again, and flew in the direction of Yixing Pavilion

Everyone watched Yixingge monks leave, until the wooden boat completely disappeared into the sky, Yu Xuanji turned around, smiled and said: "Disciple, back then Li Xiaosong followed you to wander outside, I don't know if she came back with you ?” “Of course I’m back!”

Before Liang Yan could open his mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a white light flashed out from the Taixu gourd, fell on the ground, and turned into a girl with double braids.

"Master, please accept my apprentice's respect!" Although Li Xiaosong was a bit stubborn, he still respected Yu Xuanji.

"My boy, get up!"

Seeing Li Xiaosong, Yu Xuanji felt more at ease.

Compared with Liang Yan, Li Xiaosong can be said to have got his true biography. The cultivation conditions of "Shenhuo Body Refining Technique" are very harsh. Except for Li Xiaosong, after so many years, Yu Xuanji has never found a suitable disciple for cultivation.

I thought that this inheritance would be broken in my own hands, but I didn't expect to see Li Xiaosong again two hundred years later.

Moreover, Li Xiaosong's current cultivation level, even he can't see through it, maybe he has stepped into that level like Liang Yan

Thinking of this, Yu Xuanji was filled with emotions, and his eyes were a little moist. "It's hard for you to remember to come back to visit me as a teacher. If you come back late..." Yu Xuanji stopped suddenly when he said this, shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, today is a happy day! Brat, You have been away for many years, and if you come back today, you must have a good drink with me!"

After Liang Yan heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "Master has an order, how dare this disciple not obey?" While speaking, his gaze also looked at Yu Xuanji.

This old man, his master, is now gray at the temples.

Two hundred years ago, he was in the late stage of Golden Core, and two hundred years later, he still failed to break through the bottleneck of the Golden Core peak.

Perhaps, in the eyes of all the disciples of the Yungang Sect, Yu Xuanji has not changed at all, and is still the omnipotent Guanyu Peak Master.

But in Liang Yan's eyes, he is just a late old man now

"Master, let's go back to the sect."

"Um."