Tang Diexian was slightly stunned when she heard this. She did not expect that Liang Yan would answer so firmly, let alone that he was already a disciple of Yungang Sect.
"The five major sects are different. It would be fine if you were a casual cultivator, but now you are a disciple of Yungang Sect, and I am the master of Yixing Pavilion. How can we have a future?" Tang Diexian
Looking at Liang Yan, he said quietly.
"You are thinking too much. There are also marriages among the five sects. There is no dispute between our Yungang Sect and Yixing Pavilion. What's more, my master Yu Xuanji and the sect leader Shan Hezai are both reasonable people. I don't think they will
It will hinder the two of us." Liang Yan thought for a while and then said slowly.
After hearing this, Tang Diexian snorted coldly: "Your Majesty may not have any objections, but have you ever thought about it in my situation? As the contemporary master of Yixing Pavilion, I am limited to my own realm and cannot
Fu Zhong, now I actually want to marry a Yungang Sect disciple. What will those sect elders and Tao masters think of me? I'm afraid that the moment this news is revealed, the sect will be in civil strife!"
Liang Yan was stunned by her question. This matter was indeed a dead end. Although he was usually full of clever ideas, at this moment, he didn't know how to answer.
The two of them were silent for a long time, and suddenly they heard Tang Diexian sigh quietly: "Revitalizing Yixing Pavilion is the mission of our Tang family. Although I don't agree with Aunt Tang's actions back then, she fought to the death for Yixing Pavilion.
How can I live up to her expectations before she died? It’s better to hide the matter between us for the time being, and wait until you figure it out in the future before making plans."
When Tang Diexian said this, he didn't dare to look at him. He stood up and jumped out of the window, then turned into a white light and shot away into the sky.
Liang Yan looked at Tang Diexian's retreating back, and the expression on his face changed again and again, from the initial confusion to anger, and then from anger to despair. An emotion of gain and loss lingered in his heart, making him
His eyes gradually became lost.
The room that was originally warm was now empty, and he was the only one left.
Liang Yan sat blankly in the room for a moment, then gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart: "In the final analysis, my current cultivation level is not enough. If I can create a golden elixir, or even break through the mysterious entrance, I can achieve the legendary Tongxuan."
In this situation, what can the five great sects do to me?"
"When the time comes, I will personally hire him and marry Tang Diexian in a glorious manner. I don't think anyone will dare to criticize her!"
Thinking of this, Liang Yan's originally anxious and troubled mood calmed down again.
He is an ascetic monk, and whenever he has a little spare time, he spends it on cultivation. This time is no exception. As he crosses his legs and enters concentration, the skills of the Dao Sword Sutra begin to run in his body, and the green spiritual power comes over and over again.
, and started a new round of practice.
The next morning, when Liang Yan slowly opened his eyes, there was already a sound of bells outside the door.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a young girl with a slightly thin body but a very majestic chest walked in.
"Brother Liang!"
When Jin Yuye saw Liang Yan, he smiled sweetly and said, "Today is already the fifth day. The time for taking the sword as Uncle Zhou said is now. Shall we go together?"
Liang Yan put away the technique, glanced at the girl in front of him, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go and see what happens to my fixed lightsaber."
He had been sensing with his heart these past few days and found that the restraint he had placed on the flying sword had not loosened at all, so he felt relieved about Zhou Huan.
Liang Yan was not very interested, so the two chatted briefly, then set off from their residence and headed east to Zhou Huan's house.
The two monks who were guarding the door before saw Jin Yuye and invited them into the courtyard without saying a word.
The two walked through several corridors and saw Zhou Huan sitting alone in front of a pond, drinking tea and admiring flowers.
On the stone table in front of him, there was a wooden box, which looked ordinary and did not leak any spiritual power.
However, Liang Yan had a sense of connection with the Dingguang Sword. At this moment, with just a thought, he realized that his flying sword was in this sword box!
"It seems that this sword box can maintain its spiritual power without leaking at all. It seems to be extraordinary!" Liang Yan thought to himself, then stepped forward with Jin Yuye, bowed his hands towards Zhou Huan and saluted:
"Junior Zhang Daniu came here to pay homage to Senior Zhou!"
Jin Yuye also called out "Uncle Zhou!"
Zhou Huan maintained the tea-sipping posture, brought the spout to his mouth, and took a gentle sip; he turned his head and glanced at the two of them casually.
"You came quite early. What's wrong? Are you afraid that I might take this guy's flying sword for myself?"
"Uncle Zhou! What are you talking nonsense about?"
Jin Yuye stamped his feet, took the initiative to walk behind Zhou Huan, squeezed his shoulders and said: "In my heart, Uncle Zhou has always been a gentle and careful good man, how could he do such a greedy junior thing?
,Right?"
The last "right" was a long sound, and Zhou Huan couldn't help but shake his head.
"They say girls are outward-facing, and it seems to be absolutely true! Okay, okay, your little husband's flying sword is on the table. Go get it yourself."
Jin Yuye's face turned slightly red, but he still lowered his head and thanked her. At the same time, he looked at Liang Yan and then at the sword box on the table.
Liang Yan understood, clasped his fists at Zhou Huan, and walked to the stone table.
He took out the sword box and gently opened the lid. A sharp aura immediately hit his face. Even Liang Yan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
The fixed light sword at this time is no longer as mediocre and peaceful as before. Instead, it has a compelling aura, like a killer hidden in the moonlight, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
"What a sword!"
Liang Yan couldn't help but stroke the sword lightly, feeling the resonance between the fixed light sword and himself. It was a joy of being reborn, like a monk cutting the marrow of the Book of Changes and reshaping his body.
"Sir, you are really good at making swords. I am afraid that not many people in Nanchui can match this sword-making skill!" Liang Yan praised sincerely.
"That's natural!" Zhou Huan snorted from his nostrils: "That means you are ignorant and don't ask around. When others meet me, Zhou Huan, they are all respectful and don't even dare to say a few words."
"Oh, no! Ordinary people can't see me, Zhou Huan, at all. If this girl Yu'er hadn't brought you here, we wouldn't have been able to see you above!" Zhou Huan added.
Liang Yan nodded, and first cast a grateful look at Jin Yuye, which made the little girl feel happy. Then he bowed his hand to Zhou Huan and said, "Senior, I can't let you help me refine my sword."
You're busy in vain, please give me a price for how many spiritual stones you need."
After Zhou Huan heard this, he snorted again.
"Do you know how precious my 'Yellow Spiritual Liquid' is? It is even more precious than your 'Taibai Geng Gold'! Look at the 'Sealing Wood' used to build the sword box, as well as the various materials spent during the process, and then
Including the cost of my refining the sword, this is a sky-high price! Can you afford it?"