Liang Yan was seriously injured and had just woken up. Although he had spiritual power in his body, he felt too lazy to move.
He did not cast any spells and allowed Nan Youyue to use his escape skills to take him wherever he went.
A group of white clouds carried the two of them forward leisurely.
Looking around, you can see mountains connected to mountains, towering peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sun is shining down, dyeing thousands of miles of mountain roads with red clouds.
Between the mountains, I saw a lake as green as jade with rippling ripples. There were several snow-white spiritual beasts floating on the lake, swimming leisurely and chirping crisply from time to time, giving people a relaxing and peaceful feeling.
"Huntian Ridge is really picturesque."
Liang Yan was sitting in the clouds, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers beneath his feet.
If you include the time when he was in coma, it has been a year since he arrived at Huntian Ridge. Logically speaking, he should not be unfamiliar with this place.
But everything came and went in a hurry before. Because of the huge threat of Beiming, there was always a big stone weighing on my heart. No matter how beautiful the scenery here was, it was impossible to savor it carefully.
Now that Liang Yan's meridians have been sealed, he has calmed down and has the leisure to appreciate the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Huntian Ridge contains one of the three major crape myrtle dragon veins of the Antarctic Immortal Continent. It is vast and full of aura. If it weren't for Nan Xuan and Beiming treating this place as the front line of the battle, then this place should be like a fairyland."
Nan Youyue seemed to feel his state of mind, and said leisurely while riding the white clouds.
"Indeed." Liang Yan nodded and silently observed the scenery below without saying much.
"Take you to see a place."
As Nan Youyue spoke, the magic formula in her hand changed, and the white clouds turned around and walked leisurely to the west.
After a while, a huge valley appeared ahead.
Looking down from a high altitude, I could see the mouth of the valley shrouded in mist and white mist. Even hundreds of miles away, I could smell the aroma of medicine coming to my nostrils.
"here it is"
Liang Yan was slightly surprised, but Nan Youyue next to him smiled and said, "Just go and take a look and you will know."
After saying that, he pressed Baiyun.
The two of them landed on the edge of the valley. Liang Yan looked down and discovered that there was a huge medicine pool in the valley, covering a hundred miles in radius. The medicinal liquid inside was milky white, and thick spiritual energy was churning in the water. It was obviously containing
There are a lot of natural and earthly treasures.
Monks from various sects were sitting cross-legged in the pool, each performing their own exercises, seemingly healing their injuries.
"This is the Medicine King Pond built by Juntian City." Nan Youyue said softly.
"It is indeed the work of Shennong's lineage."
Liang Yan had already made a guess. After hearing Nan Youyue's introduction, he nodded slightly.
Nan Youyue added: "The battle half a year ago was extremely tragic. Although I, Nan Xuan, had the last laugh, the damage was not small. More than 70% of the people were poisoned by the poison of the Poison Saint. Fortunately, Shennong Dao was there.
Friends used wonderful techniques to alleviate the spread of toxins, but they could not completely eradicate them, so they spent a lot of resources to build this 'Medicine King Pond' to help Nanxuan soldiers completely remove the toxins from their bodies."
"I see."
Liang Yan lowered his head and looked down, and he saw that many monks were using their skills to cooperate with the power of the medicine pool to force out the green toxins from their bodies. After these toxins flowed into the medicine pool, they were quickly dissolved by the medicine liquid and turned into a
Wisps of green smoke drifted upward.
This is also the reason why the mouth of the valley is shrouded in white mist.
"There are hundreds of 'Medicine King Ponds' like this in Nanxuan, distributed all over the place, and they are in constant use. Even so, it took half a year to expel the toxins from the bodies of Nanxuan's soldiers."
"Half a year?"
Liang Yan was a little sad.
The Great War between the North and the South was a mountain of corpses, seas of blood, and piles of bones. Even if Nanxuan won the war, it was a tragic victory, and the pain left after the war would take many years to recover from.
Speaking of which, after the war started, everyone in Nanxuan performed their duties, and Liang Yan's duty was to guard Xuantian Pass.
Although he completed his mission, he also missed this shocking battle. Now he can only think about the earth-shattering Civil War from these post-war scenes.
A gentle breeze blew through the valley.
The two sat side by side and said nothing.
The wind ruffled her hair, but Nan Youyue didn't care. She just turned her head, took a deep look at Liang Yan, suddenly smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go see other places."
Liang Yan nodded and allowed the other party to cast the spell.
White clouds floated up again, carrying the two people towards the north. After a while, they saw continuous mountains appearing in front of them. The mountains were full of spiritual energy and there were countless caves. On the top of a main peak, there was a huge city.
Liang Yan remembered that this place should be the territory of the Shenxiao Army.
Shenxiao Mountain is a Taoist sect, and the elders in the sect all advocate rule by inaction, so the discipline in the army is not as strict as that in the Bamboo Army. The casual cultivators in the army all choose their own blessed land to build caves, and they practice separately on weekdays, only once a month.
Only then can the training formations be gathered together.
This mountain range is called "Tianheng Mountain". Because of its abundant spiritual energy, it has attracted many casual cultivators to live here, and the city on the top of the mountain is where they trade with each other.
Nan Youyue made a magic trick, and the white clouds slowly fell, finally stopping outside a house in the city.
This house is extremely ordinary. There is only one old man in the Golden Core Realm, and there are more than ten monks in the Qi Training Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage, who seem to be the old man's apprentices.
Liang Yan didn't know why Nan Youyue brought him here, but he didn't say anything and followed Nan Youyue into the courtyard.
With the two people's cultivation, naturally no one can detect them.
After passing through several corridors and arriving at the inner courtyard, I saw a child, about seven or eight years old, with a bun in his head, red lips and white teeth, he was really cute.
The child didn't know that someone was observing him. He was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. A vague spiritual power was wandering in his meridians. It seemed that he was practicing.
Liang Yan saw through his state at a glance. He had just introduced Qi into his body not long ago, and he was barely at the first level of Qi training.
"This child's name is Luo Tian."
Nan Youyue said softly: "His father's name is Luo Qiong, and his mother is Dongfang Lingyu. She was originally a casual cultivator in Zhongling Mountain. The family of five lived in seclusion in the mountains, isolated from the world. Unexpectedly, they were also involved in this catastrophe. Half a year ago
In that battle, his parents were the guards of the Great Wall. At that time, Nanxuan was at a disadvantage. In order to prevent the monks from the thirteen overseas islands from attacking the Great Wall, Luo Qiong and his wife refused to retreat. In the end, the whole family died, leaving only the youngest son."
Liang Yan listened to her slowly talking, and his originally relaxed mood suddenly turned gray?
Looking at the child in the courtyard, his slightly childish face was full of seriousness and earnestness. Looking at the way he was practicing hard, you could probably guess the child's state of mind.
"Oh, who can be at peace in this catastrophe? Even those casual cultivators who live in seclusion in the mountains. If you don't provoke others, others will come looking for you. Senior Wu Wenxiang's words turned out to be true. This catastrophe will
Sweeping across the entire Antarctic Continent, no one can be spared." Liang Yan sighed.
Nan Youyue also sighed and said: "It's a pity that our Yuzhu Mountain does not accept male disciples, so we can only ask a friend to let this boy worship under the disciple of 'Master Jinding'. Although this Master Jinding is only in the middle stage of Jinding, he has
I attach great importance to friendship. After hearing about this child’s life experience, I was willing to adopt him as my adopted son and cultivate him with all my heart. This can be considered a meritorious deed.”
"Yes." Liang Yan nodded, "It is indeed a good home. I just hope he can survive this war and not follow in the footsteps of his parents."
Nan Youyue added: "Actually, what you just said is right. Countless living beings were involved in the North-South War. This Luo Qiong couple is just a microcosm of the scene. When the next war happens, I don't know how many people will be separated from each other."
"That's why we are waiting for the Nanxuan Allied Forces to stop the war with war and end this dispute as soon as possible." Liang Yan said with a firm face.
After hearing this, Nan Youyue smiled slightly and without saying anything else, she raised her hand and made a spell.
The white clouds slowly rose into the sky, carrying the two of them out of the compound without disturbing anyone.
This time, head east.
About half an hour later, the two came to a towering mountain peak.
This mountain peak is different from the other mountains in the Huntian Mountains. The mountain walls are steep, majestic and solemn, towering into the clouds.
The mountainside is thousands of miles in diameter, and even masters like Liang Yan and Nan Youyue would have to spend some time to activate the escape light to circle the mountain.
Nan Youyue didn't say much. She raised her hand and fired a spell. The white clouds rose slowly under her feet and floated towards the top of the mountain.
As the two of them flew higher and higher, the surroundings became colder and colder, the water vapor condensed into frost, and white clouds were seen lingering and rolling, forming a vast sea of clouds high in the sky.
After a moment, the two of them rushed upward out of the sea of clouds and arrived at the top of the mountain.
Looking around, except for a little green on the top of the mountain, there are snow-white clouds and mist all around. The sea of clouds is rolling under your feet, stretching for thousands of miles, which is spectacular.
Liang Yan took a deep breath, turned his eyes, and suddenly landed on a stone tablet on the top of the mountain.
I saw that the stone tablet was over a hundred feet high and towering, with the four characters "Yunhai Xianzhong" engraved on it.
"Sea of Clouds Immortal Tomb. Could it be said?"
Liang Yan's heart moved and he walked towards the edge of the mountain.
really!
Behind the mountain top, the sea of clouds is rippled with thousands of lights.
Those are spiritual lamps!
Under each spiritual lamp is a palm-sized jade lampstand with a personal name written on it. It floats on the sea like this. If you look around, there are millions of them.
The endless sea of clouds were dyed red by these candlelights, as if coated with the afterglow of the sunset.
"It seems that this is the cemetery of Nanxuan's fallen soldiers."
No need for Nan Youyue to explain too much, Liang Yan already knew where this place was.
"Yeah." Nan Youyue nodded lightly.
"The war between monks is very different from the war between mortals. Once killed, not even the soul of the soul can be left, let alone the bones. Therefore, we can only use spiritual lamps instead to set up this Tomb of Heroic Souls."
When Nan Youyue said this, she paused and pointed her finger again.
"Look there, the Luo Qiong couple's spiritual lanterns are also there."
After hearing this, Liang Yan looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, among the sea of thousands of lights, there was a lampstand with the word "Luo Qiong" engraved on it, and another lampstand next to it was engraved with the word "Luo Qiong".
Four words: "Oriental Lingyu".
"Sigh!" Liang Yan sighed softly.
"These are all monks who died in the war. No matter how high or low they were in life, whether they were the ancestors of the Transformation Tribulation or the pawns in the foundation-building stage, they are all the same after death. Their bodies and souls have turned into ashes, leaving only a bright light.
Floating and sinking in the sea of clouds.”
After hearing this, Liang Yan felt deeply for a moment, and said leisurely: "After the monk dies, his body and soul will be destroyed. If he does not enter the reincarnation, he will disappear between heaven and earth forever. If we also die in this battle, for thousands of years
Will anyone remember us in the future?"
Nan Youyue didn't answer. She took Liang Yan and sat down by the sea of clouds. She stared at the thousands of spiritual lanterns on the sea of clouds, lost in thought.
In fact, Liang Yan knew the answer himself without her having to answer.
Back then, the Nine Saints slaughtered the immortals and ushered in the prosperous age of hundreds of schools of thought in the Antarctic Immortal Continent. But how many people know of their existence now?
In fact, there is not much difference between the world of life and the grass and trees. Most people can't even walk their own path well. Who cares about what happened hundreds of thousands of years ago?
"Liang Yan"
Nan Youyue's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his thoughts.
Liang Yan came back to his senses and turned around to look.
He saw this beautiful woman in plain clothes sitting next to him, staring at him. Her face was still calm, but there was a hint of complexity deep in her eyes.
Both of them were silent for a moment, and finally Nan Youyue spoke first:
"Liang Yan, the war between the north and the south was a calamity for hundreds of millions of living beings. Since we are in this era, we also shoulder the responsibility. They say that cultivating immortality is for immortality, but I don't think that is always the case. The higher you go on the path of cultivating immortality, the better it becomes.
It is cold and lonely. If you are alone at the end, what is the meaning of immortality?"
After hearing this, Liang Yan was speechless for a moment.
After experiencing the North-South War, many of his ideas changed.
Is Nan Youyue right? Or is her persistence right? Maybe there is never right or wrong, because there is no end in sight on the road to immortality. Even if you have reached the realm of tribulation, you are just a toddler stumbling on the road.
.
Hesitating, doubting, and hesitating, he, like Nan Youyue, was examining this path, not daring to take a random step, fearing that the next step would be shattered into pieces.
Suddenly I remembered the creator of "Tao Jian Jing".
"Tao seeker, Tao seeker, what kind of path did you find back then?"
Liang Yan sighed in his heart, but when he saw Nan Youyue in front of him, he smiled.
"for you."
Nan Youyue suddenly stuffed something into her.
Liang Yan looked down and found that there was a small white jade bottle in his hand. The body of the bottle was still emitting warmth, but there was also a hint of coldness in this warmth, which seemed extremely strange.
"This is."
"It's what you need." Nan Youyue's face was calm.
Liang Yan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly guessed what was in the bottle.
"You, you actually!"
Before he finished speaking, Nan Youyue suddenly came closer and sealed his lips with her fingers.
"In that battle half a year ago, if you hadn't sacrificed your life to repair Xuantian Pass, Nanxuan would not have been able to turn defeat into victory. The reinforcements that arrived later, Ning Bu, and the Shennong Husband all came because of you. These all show that compared to me, now
Nanxuan needs you even more! And the reason why I give you my heart's blood is that I hope you can restore your previous cultivation, guide the direction of the war, and end this dispute."
