Liang Yan didn't pay attention to these rumors. In the next few days, although he himself did not leave the palace, he asked his disciples, Nan Youyue and Hongyun to visit various major forces and more or less find out.
Some words.
Among the nine major forces, Wushuang City and Ten Thousand Beast Mountains clearly expressed their support for them. Although White Jade City and Xuanyuan City did not express their support, they also implicitly stated that they would not oppose it.
Among the remaining five forces, Tianmo Mountain must be opposed, while Wanggui City is wavering. It is said that Ya Sheng Gui Wujiu scolded Gui Wuqi, but the uncle and nephew talked in detail all night, and finally
It seems that some kind of tacit understanding has been reached again, and the attitude is not as tough as before.
As for Kunwu City, they thanked guests behind closed doors. The people sent by Liang Yan did not see each other at all, so they did not know their attitude. However, Shenxiao Mountain and Luotian Mountain were somewhat relaxed. Judging from their replies,
It's not that he will definitely oppose Liang Yan, but Liang Yan must prove his strength.
From this point of view, Liang Yan has at least four guaranteed votes. Among the remaining three forces, Wanggui City, Shenxiao Mountain, and Luotian Mountain, as long as two votes pass, he can successfully enter the Xuanxin Palace.
"The probability is only about 50%. It is not safe. It's just that the situation is too complicated and I can't control it alone. The outcome depends on the attitude of everyone on the day of the Xuanxin Palace meeting." Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart.
Take a breath.
In the next five days, he did not wander around, but stayed in the palace to teach Cang Yueming, Li Xiran and others the way of swordsmanship.
After all, the war is about to begin, and there may not be such an opportunity in the future. Giving more guidance now will be beneficial to the swordsmanship training of several people, and they will also be able to protect themselves in this war.
As for the fact that he defeated the Demon King Tian Xie, it had already spread in the camp.
Many monks have taken the initiative to visit these days. Most of them are casual cultivators who have not found support, or monks from sects who were previously marginalized by the Demon Lord Tianxie. Now they plan to attach themselves to Liang Yan.
Liang Yan also personally evaluated these people, eliminated some of them with evil intentions, and brought most of the rest under his command, which made the army he led grow a lot.
In this way, the rare peaceful time gradually passed, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning of that day, Liang Yan was meditating with his eyes closed in the cave. Suddenly he heard the chirping of birds outside the window, and three rays of light fell from the sky and landed in front of his cave door.
Liang Yan stood up and pushed the door open, and saw three people standing outside, including a beautiful young woman wearing a light blue skirt, a gentle and handsome scholar, and a middle-aged Taoist nun wearing a Taoist robe.
"Master Liang, you are polite! I am Tan Xiaosheng, the master of Wenhui Pavilion." The handsome scholar bowed first and introduced himself.
The young woman in blue skirt also smiled and said: "Yunyan Sect, Mo Li."
"View of the South China Sea, warm snow."
All three people made introductions, and the scholar smiled and said: "Today is the time for discussion. We have been ordered by Xuanxin Palace to invite Sect Leader Liang to Qingyou Valley to discuss matters."
Liang Yan had been prepared for a long time. At this time, he chuckled and said, "Excuse me, my three fellow Taoists, to lead the way."
"Sect Master Liang, please!"
The three of them bowed respectfully to him without saying any nonsense, turned around and led the way.
Liang Yan did not inform the girls of Yuzhu Mountain, so he left the palace alone and followed Tan Xiaosheng and the others to fly away.
"Qingyou Valley" is the place where the nine people of Xuanxin Palace discuss the war and make decisions. It can be said to be the most important and secret place of Nanxuan Camp. Except for the nine Asia Saints who are qualified to enter it, anyone else, even if they are Tian
Even the evil devil is not allowed to come near.
If Xuanxin Palace wants to invite people other than the nine sub-sages to enter, more than half of the members must agree, and the people who lead the way are also strictly selected. Everyone only knows the section of the road that they are familiar with. In this way
Just to prevent someone from leaking the secret.
After all, in a battle between two armies, this kind of top-level decision-making is extremely important. If any clues are leaked, millions of monks may die tragically on the battlefield.
Liang Yan followed Tan Xiaosheng and the other two people, crossed many mountains, and passed many checkpoints. He was extremely impressed by the tight defense on the road.
After half an hour of this, there were fewer and fewer checkpoints and monks stationed on the road. Looking around, there was a thick white mist ahead, flying sand and rocks, howling wind, and the green mountains and green waters were no longer there.
Existing, it feels like arriving in a wild land.
Tan Xiaosheng and others pressed down the escape light. Although Liang Yan didn't understand why, he also pressed down the escape light.
"Sect Master Liang, this is the important place for our Nanxuan army. The location of Qingyou Valley is here, but no one knows its exact location except the nine Asiatic Saints."
After hearing this, Liang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You don't even know? How can you lead the way?"
Tan Xiaosheng chuckled and said: "Each of us only knows a section of the road, and it takes three people to work together to get you there."
"Oh?" Liang Yan became interested and asked with a smile, "What should we do?"
"It's very simple."
Tan Xiaosheng stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
There was a neighing sound in the air, followed by white mist rolling, the void shaking, and a moment later a carriage fell from the sky.
The carriage's body was entirely made of mahogany, with complex runes engraved on it. The curtains on both sides hung down and were colorful, like auspicious clouds and rays of light, flowing intermittently.
The cart was pulled by a black horse, which looked very old and had no luster in its eyes.
"Everyone, please get in the car. I will drive the Taoist fellow Taoist for the first part of the journey." Tan Xiaosheng said, making a "please" gesture.
"So that's it."
Liang Yan understood in his heart, nodded, and without hesitation, got on the carriage first.
After him, Mo Li and Wen Xue also entered the carriage. There was not much space inside. The three of them sat down facing each other and heard Mo Li smile and say: "Sect Master Liang, please forgive me for being disrespectful. After all, you are not from Xuanxin Palace yet."
Member, if you successfully join Xuanxin Palace during this trip, you won’t have to go through such trouble in the future.”
"Liang understands that you are all acting impartially." Liang Yan said with a slight smile.
Just as he was talking, the carriage vibrated and it seemed that it was already on its way.
This car body looks ordinary, but in fact the material is extremely rare. It is made of Chijing wood at the bottom of the North Sea of Fire. This material itself has the property of isolating spiritual consciousness and perception, and is often used by some owners of secret realms to create restrictions. Now
Someone else used magical powers to carve runes on these red jing wood, which was enough to block the perception of the monks in the car.
Liang Yan closed his eyes and meditated in his seat, but secretly let go of his consciousness and took a look around.
"No. These runes should be the handwriting of Ya Sheng. Spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate them and cannot see the situation outside." Liang Yan thought in his heart.
In fact, he is not helpless. If he insists on seeing the scene outside, he only needs to run "Eight Divisions of Evolution" to forcibly break these rune restrictions. But then everyone knows, why go to Qingyou Valley?
Therefore, Liang Yan did not do anything inappropriate. He just sat in the car and waited for the three of them to take him to Qingyou Valley.
Just like that, the three people in the car were speechless, and the carriage swayed for about a quarter of an hour before suddenly stopping.
The door curtain was opened, and Tan Xiaosheng clasped his fists at everyone and said, "Tan's mission has been completed. Next, please ask Fellow Daoist Mo to drive."
"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist."
Li Qiye smiled slightly, took the riding whip from Tan Xiaosheng's hand, and sat at the front of the car, like a secular coachman.
Tan Xiaosheng entered the car and sat in the seat that originally belonged to Mo Li.
In this way, the carriage continued to move forward, with Tan Xiaosheng, Mo Li, and Wen Xue taking turns. Each of them was only familiar with their own section of the road, and when they reached the destination, another person would drive.
They exchanged it probably seven or eight times, and finally it was Tan Xiaosheng who drove the car again. After driving for about a quarter of an hour, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Sect Master Liang, we're here." Mo Li said with a slight smile.
Liang Yan nodded, stood up, opened the door curtain, and got out of the carriage.
I saw that there was still thick fog all around. Although it looked ordinary, there were powerful restrictions hidden in the fog.
"Sect Master Liang." Tan Xiaosheng pointed in the direction, "Go straight forward from this direction and you will reach Qingyou Valley. This is the important place for Xuanxin Palace to discuss matters. No one can approach without permission, even us.
So the rest of the road can only be walked by fellow Taoists themselves."
After hearing this, Liang Yan chuckled and said: "Xuanxin Palace is really cautious in its actions. It's okay. It took a lot of effort to send three fellow Taoists here. I will walk the rest of the way myself."
"I wish Sect Leader Liang all the best!"
Tan Xiaosheng, Mo Li, and Wen Xue all bowed to him, and then the two women got into the car. Tan Xiaosheng was still driving, and returned to the original road, drifting further and further away, and finally disappeared into the white mist.
Liang Yan watched the three people leave, pondered for a moment, and without stopping, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
The surrounding white mist is not ordinary. It should be the handiwork of Ya Sheng. Ordinary Transformation Tribulation Realm monks are equivalent to blind people here. Liang Yan is a little better, but he can only detect a hundred feet in radius, and he can't see clearly even further away.
Fortunately, this depressing atmosphere did not last long. After walking for about twenty miles in the direction pointed by Tan Xiaosheng, the surrounding white fog gradually dissipated.
A valley appeared in front, with green mountains and green waters, bright sunshine, and various exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and beasts. It was completely different from the desert in the white mist, like a paradise.
As soon as Liang Yan walked into the valley, he heard the sound of rushing water and saw a waterfall falling from the cliff. The water was rushing and majestic. It was like the Milky Way falling from the sky for nine days, splashing hundreds of feet of water mist. It was so white that it couldn't be seen clearly.
.
The water of the waterfall converged into a long river under the cliff. The long river meandered, with nine twists and turns. The water slowed down from rapid to rapid. In the middle reaches, lotus flowers, green duckweed and other things gradually floated on the water. You could faintly smell the elegant and refreshing fragrance. It was so good.
A quiet place!
Liang Yan had a panoramic view of the entire valley with just one glance, but he did not have the leisure and grace to appreciate these beautiful views now, because at the end of the river, there were nine powerful auras floating in the mid-air of the valley!
As early as the first day when he arrived at Nanxuan Camp, Wu Ci had introduced the other eight sub-sages to him, so even though it was their first meeting, Liang Yan could roughly guess their respective identities.
I saw an old Taoist, wearing a black Taoist robe and a bun, with a serious and meticulous face, sitting upright on the colorful auspicious clouds.
"This is the sub-sage of Shenxiao Mountain, Zuo Lin!" Liang Yan thought to himself.
I saw another handsome man, wearing green clothes with an easy-going expression, sitting on a bluestone slab, holding a book in his hand, looking at him from time to time, as if he couldn't waste a moment.
"This is the deputy city lord of Kunwu City, Fan Qingzhou!"
In the southeast, there is a woman sitting on a seven-foot piece of ice. Her clothes are as white as snow and her hair is as white as a waterfall. Her face is extremely cold. The surrounding space seems to be frozen, and snowflakes are faintly falling.
"This only female cultivator should be the deputy city lord of White Jade City, Sad Mirror!"
Directly to the east, there is a dark-skinned, square-faced general with a strong physique and gnarled muscles. He carries a stone sword and a stone shield behind his back. He seems to have no celestial spirit at all and is incompatible with everyone around him.
"This person should be Gu Tian, the number one 'Kaitian Divine General' among the twelve divine generals in Xuanyuan City, right?"
When Liang Yan saw this person, his pupils shrank slightly, and he thought to himself: "The twelve divine generals all have their own styles. The sun-shooting general is unparalleled, the flying dragon general is heroic, and the mighty general is unparalleled.
Du Gutian has an ordinary appearance. Although he is the head of the twelve divine generals, he does not have any majesty at all. He looks ordinary, just like a veteran in the secular world."
Of course he knew that people should not be judged by their appearance, so the curiosity in his heart only flashed past, and he quickly looked away.
Then look at a golden lotus floating in the south, and an old monk sitting on the lotus platform with his hands clasped together and a frown on his face. He seems to have something on his mind, or maybe he has always been so sad.
"This is the Lesser Sage of Luotian Mountain, Venerable Great Ku!"
I also saw a middle-aged man, sitting on a starlit futon, looking very majestic and majestic. On the crown of his head, there were stars that shone and flickered.
"Not Zhou Tianyin. This man should be Gui Wuqi's uncle, Gui Wuqi."
In the northwest, there is an old man with long eyebrows, long sleeves and loose clothes, holding a wooden stick, and sitting on a big blue turtle. At this time, he is closing his eyes to rest, and it seems that the old god is there.
"This is the Young Sage of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, Liu Changshou. It is said that he is also the senior brother of Li Yile and Li Banchi."
There is a young man directly in the north, wearing a purple robe, with great energy and heroic appearance!
He saw Liang Yan's eyes and looked at her. Although there was no strange phenomenon around him, from Liang Yan's perspective, he saw a monstrous demonic energy sweeping in and condensing into a purple dragon above his head, as if
Rule the world and be arrogant!
"Tianmo Mountain is the ultimate victory over the Demon King!"
Liang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and under this unparalleled pressure, he subconsciously wanted to take half a step back.
But he immediately stopped the urge.
"To step back at this time, even half a step, is equivalent to surrendering, and you will never be able to fall into the eyes of these nine people again!"
Thinking of this, "Eight Divisions of Evolution" quietly started to operate. A golden dragon soared into the air from behind his head. Only the roar of the dragon could be heard. The two golden and purple dragons faced each other in the air. Although they were much different in size, their momentum was evenly matched!
Such visions only exist in the eyes of Liang Yan and Jisheng Demon Lord, and others cannot see them at all.
Ji Sheng Demon Lord seemed a little surprised. He looked at the golden dragon above Liang Yan for a moment and frowned slightly.
At this time, I heard a voice laughing and saying: "Although Sect Master Liang is not a sub-sage, he is the acting sect master of Yuzhu Mountain. His status is equal to mine. Why should I make things difficult for my supreme Taoist friend?"