The woman in red was stunned by Liang Yan's question, and when she looked at his expression carefully, she was indeed surprised, and it didn't look like he was faking it. She couldn't help but wonder in her heart: "Is this person related to my Wenxiang Sect? I don't know if that's the case.
If there is a festival, you have to explore his tone first."
She had made up her mind, looked at Liang Yan and said with a slight smile: "The three of us are indeed disciples of the Wenxiang Sect, and I am Nangong Xiaomei." Then she pointed at the woman holding the sword and the girl in green and said: "These two
They are my junior sisters Yue Xiaozhu and Li Xiaosong respectively. I wonder if your surname is related to my Wenxiang Sect?"
After listening to Nangong Xiaomei's words, Liang Yan thought to himself: "Senior Brother Zhuo made it clear before he came down the mountain that most of the Wenxiang sects are women, and they are especially good at heresy. The girl and the sword-wielding woman just now are both good at poisoning, and their methods are superb. Even I can't.
Come on. Could it be that they are really members of the Wenxiang Sect!"
Thinking of this, he already believed it. He jumped down from the tree in a hurry, saluted and apologized to the three of them, and then said: "To be honest with you three Taoists, I am Liang Yan, a disciple of Yixing Pavilion.
Fan Xiashan actually has a private matter that he wants to discuss with everyone from the Wenxiang Sect."
But before he could finish speaking, Li Xiaosong on the side intervened: "I don't care what sect you are! Is Yixing Pavilion great? Are the faces of all your sects as bad as yours?"
Liang Yan was suffocated when he heard this, but after all, he was the one who ruined his good deeds first, and at this moment he was asking for help from others, so he had to apologize:
"It was indeed Liang who was reckless and ruined the girl's plan before. I was at fault in this matter first. If you have any requests, please feel free to make them. As long as Liang is within his ability, I will try my best to help you complete it."
Seeing that he spoke so politely, Nangong Xiaomei couldn't make up her mind for a moment, so she asked, "Let's not mention the request for now. What do you want from me, fellow Taoist, so you might as well say it clearly."
"I wonder if you have brought your noble sect's intoxicating fragrance with you?"
As soon as he said this, Nangong Xiaomei immediately looked alert and said secretly: "The intoxicating incense is our sect's secret recipe. How many people want it? This person asked for it as soon as he came up. Could it be that he has a plan for a long time."
She secretly speculated in her mind and silently took a few steps back, vaguely protecting Li Xiaosong and Yue Xiaozhu behind her. At the same time, she glanced around, as if looking for Liang Yan's hidden accomplices.
Seeing her expression, Liang Yan said to himself: "No, I'm so eager to ask for the fragrance, but I'm afraid it's too abrupt. I'm afraid these people are suspicious and won't sell it to me."
Sure enough, Nangong Xiaomei said: "Your Excellency, if you want to be intoxicated, you don't go to the Pingfeng Mountain Exchange Meeting, but you want to contact us in private. What's the rationale for this?"
Liang Yan smiled bitterly and said: "It's a matter of hidden dangers, and the stakes are very important. Liang is determined to get this intoxicating fragrance. As long as the fellow Taoist offers a price, I will go bankrupt and buy it."
Nangong Xiaomei sneered: "If you don't sell it, should you use force?"
"Don't dare!" Liang Yan said seriously.
"In that case," Nangong Xiaomei said calmly: "Then let's meet at the exchange meeting at Pingfeng Mountain. After all, there are rules for everything. We came here this time to respond to the call of the Qishan Sect, and we had promised them that we would meet
If we take the incense to be auctioned at the exchange meeting and sell it to the young master privately at this moment, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules of the four sect alliances."
What she said was perfectly true, but looking at her expression, Liang Yan knew that she still secretly hated herself for hurting her two junior sisters. But now that she had finished speaking, there was no room for it. She wanted to get this in advance.
I'm afraid I shouldn't even think about the intoxicating fragrance.
At this time, Liang Yan could only sigh helplessly: "In this case, Liang will attend the auction at Pingfeng Mountain on time. I also hope that everyone from the Wenxiang Sect will not miss the appointment."
"This is natural, Mr. Liang doesn't need to worry about it."
Nangong Xiaomei smiled slightly and said: "If there is nothing else, I will take these two useless junior sisters and say goodbye."
Liang Yan nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Goodbye."
Nangong Xiaomei bowed to him, then turned and left with her two junior sisters. As for Li Xiaosong, before leaving, she didn't forget to turn back and grin at Liang Yan, revealing two small fangs and a fist that was like a demonstration.
Shaked towards him.
Liang Yan watched the three girls go away and laughed to himself: "This is really self-defeating. I shot myself in the foot."
He pondered for a moment and said to himself: "Let's go to the exchange meeting on Pingfeng Mountain first. Although there are still three days left, I am not familiar with this area, so it would be a good idea to go and prepare early. After all, there is no room for mistakes this time.
Already."
Pingfeng Mountain towers into the clouds, and a white mist rises from nowhere near the top of the mountain. Not to mention mortals here, even birds and animals will lose their way when entering, and will ultimately have no choice but to return without success.
At this time, a young man in gray clothes walked up the mountain road, wearing straw sandals and a straw hat hanging on his back. It was Liang Yan who had come all the way.
He walked to the front of the white mist, reached out and took out a talisman from his storage bag, and threw it into the air. The talisman ignited when it caught the wind, spun around and landed in front of Liang Yan, and then dived into the white mist.
It's like leading the way ahead.
Seeing this, Liang Yan suddenly remembered that when he first attended the Cuishan Auction, he had seen others using this "road guide". At that time, he had an old monk leading the way, so there was no need for a "road guide". At this moment, yesterday reappeared, and he couldn't help but think again
Recalling every detail of getting along with the old monk, my heart felt sour for no reason.
"I don't know what's going on with his old man now. Well, back then he just said he had found a strong enemy and left me behind. Old man, please don't die too early."
Liang Yan felt a wave of emotion in his heart, but the "Lu Yin" did not wait for him and drifted forward in a flash. In the blink of an eye, he was already far away from him, and was slightly visible in the white mist.
Liang Yan could only suppress his thoughts and follow quickly.
He followed "Lu Yin" around in the white mist for half a stick of incense, and the fog in front suddenly became lighter. Then "Lu Yin" burned out, the flame went out, and turned into a pile of ashes and fell down.
Liang Yan took a step forward, and suddenly the white fog in the sky disappeared. Only then did he realize that he was at the top of Pingfeng Mountain. He saw only blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze was blowing. It made people feel relaxed and happy, and they felt like they had ascended to immortality.
He looked around, although he did not see the town where the monks gathered in his impression. However, many monks had already come to the top of the mountain at this moment. Some of these people were whispering together in twos and threes, while others were sitting cross-legged on a huge rock alone and meditating with their eyes closed.
"After all, it is an exchange meeting held by some small sects, and the conditions are not very good." Liang Yan thought to himself.
After all, monks can start a sect as long as they reach the mid-to-late stage of foundation building. The strongest combat power of many small sects is only in the foundation building stage. In Zhao State, if someone from a sect breaks through to the Juyuan realm, they can start a sect and establish a sect.
The development of the sect. And super large sects like Yixing Pavilion are in the minority after all, otherwise they would not be called the number one sect in the Zhao Kingdom.
However, most of the immortal cultivators like them do not attach too much importance to worldly materials. As long as they can achieve their goal of exchanging what they have and what they don't have, naturally everything will be fine.
When Liang Yan saw this, he sat cross-legged alone on a boulder on the edge of a cliff. On the surface, he closed his eyes tightly and meditated, as if an old monk was in samadhi. In fact, he silently used the "Hun Hun Gong" to increase the six senses to
To the extreme, they secretly listen to the conversations of people around them, trying to obtain some information related to the exchange meeting.
It's a pity that although these people talked a lot, they seemed to only know a little bit about the contents of this auction, and they didn't find any valuable information at all.
Liang Yan slept like this for three days. During these three days, more and more cultivators gathered at the top of the mountain. By the morning of the third day, almost no cultivators emerged from the white mist. Apparently, almost all the people attending the auction were gone.
Already arrived.
At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from the white mist, and then a big man in yellow clothes walked out. This big man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a beard, and a long-sleeved robe. He looked like a knight in the rivers and lakes.
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes: "Foundation-building monk!"
Following the big man, there were three junior qi practitioners. The first one was dressed in white and had a handsome face. He waved a folding fan gently in his hand, showing his extraordinary demeanor. There was also another one in blue clothes with a knife on his waist and a wild look in his eyes.
He was unruly, never squinting from the beginning to the end, not even glancing at the people in the field.
As for the last one, she is a woman, wearing a gorgeous red dress and a mahogany hairpin. She has a gentle and pleasant smile that makes people fall in love with her at first sight.
But Liang Yan actually knew this woman. She was none other than Nangong Xiaomei, who had a conflict with him three days ago!