At the foot of Yungang Mountain and Tianling Peak, Liang Yan, Miao Suwen and others are waiting here.
"Sir, you have been away for fifty years. Now that you have returned to the sect, your cultivation has reached the golden elixir realm. It is estimated that several uncles and uncles will be shocked!" Miao Suwen said with a smile.
After hearing this, Liang Yan just smiled noncommittally and didn't say much.
His trip to Hell was in great danger this time, and the golden elixir in his body could be said to have been ripped out of a pile of corpses. If Sanxiaozi's talisman and the witch Wuxin hadn't been there to help him, he might never have been able to crawl out from under the Nine Netherworld.
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How can all of this be explained clearly in a few words?
When Miao Su asked, he remained silent and obediently didn't ask any more questions. After waiting for a while, they saw a ray of light rushing over from the mountain road.
This escaping light stopped in front of several people, revealing the figure inside. It was the little Taoist boy who had just gone up to summon the message.
This man was born with red lips, white teeth, and pretty features. He looked very attractive. When he saw Liang Yan and the others, he immediately bowed his hands and said with a smile:
"Senior brothers and sisters, follow me up the mountain quickly. The head master has invited me!"
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a gray cloud swept over the five people present, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The little Taoist boy felt that the world was spinning, and before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.
At this time, I looked around again and saw clouds and mist. Not far away, a white jade pavilion was looming in the mist. It was actually at the top of the mountain.
"So fast!"
The little Taoist boy was really surprised, and he felt a little more respect for this senior brother who had never been masked before. He did not dare to show any slightness at the moment, and hurriedly walked in front to lead the way.
Liang Yan followed the little Taoist boy walking slowly on the gravel road, and after a while he came to the white jade pavilion.
He looked towards the pavilion and saw five people sitting inside. The man in the middle had a face that was half black and half white. He was the leader of the Yungang Sect, Shan He.
On his left and right sides, there sat a beautiful woman in blue and an old man with short hair. These two people were naturally Lan Wangqiu and his master Yu Xuanji.
There are two other people in the pavilion, one of them is a middle-aged man, tall and thin, carrying a bamboo basket behind his back, his eyes are cloudy, and he looks like a blind man.
The other person was an old man in sackcloth, short and fat, with a ruddy complexion. He was holding a big jar in his right hand, and he didn't know what was in it.
Liang Yan's eyes quickly glanced around, and finally landed on Yu Xuanji. This old man with short hair and wearing martial arts uniform was looking at him with a smile.
"Master!"
Liang Yan shouted respectfully, stepped forward and bowed to the ground, performing a disciple's salute.
"Hahaha, you brat, you've been apart for fifty years, and you still come back at a loss!" Yu Xuanji scolded with a smile, but there was unconcealable joy in his tone.
Liang Yan was slightly moved and said in a low voice: "Disciple is unworthy. The Yungang Sect suffered a great disaster fifty years ago, but failed to do its part in the sect. I have been feeling very ashamed these years."
Yu Xuanji waved his hand and said: "Just come back. Why mention the past? With your cultivation level, you couldn't help much in that war! Many talented disciples of our Yungang Sect died young, and now you are back
, the most important thing is to hurry up and practice, don’t waste time.”
After he finished speaking, before Liang Yan could answer, Shan Hezai suddenly laughed and said: "Junior brother, you are blind, our disciple is already very different from before!"
"What?" Yu Xuanji was stunned for a moment, apparently not understanding what Shan Hezai meant.
However, Liang Yan smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards Shan Hezai and said, "After all, I can't hide it from the sect master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body burst out suddenly, and his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm was undoubtedly revealed. Except for Shan Hezai, the expressions of the people who were sitting calmly in the pavilion changed.
Among them, Yu Xuanji even lost his voice and shouted:
"You formed a pill!"
"Reporting to Master, this disciple was lucky enough to form an elixir a few years ago. The elixir became the fifth level and the five qi of Xuantian." Liang Yan said truthfully without hiding anything.
At this time, Shan Hezai suddenly laughed and said: "Good boy, we are actually here for the exam. You learned the 'Yuanmu Dao' spell from me. What's wrong? You still want to hide it in front of me?"
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"Disciple doesn't dare!" Liang Yan said with a smile and cupped his hands.
It's just that although he said "I don't dare" in his mouth, there was no hint of "dare" in his demeanor.
"What a crazy boy, you are indeed young and arrogant!" Yu Xuanji touched his chin and stared angrily, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously with a hint of pride.
"Look how proud you are!"
Lan Wangqiu, who was standing next to him, spat and reprimanded: "The disciples I taught are going to catch up with their masters in the blink of an eye. You don't know how to be ashamed!"
Yu Xuanji laughed, not worried, and pointed at the other two people in the pavilion with his backhand and said: "Let me introduce you to him. This is the new leader of Shenju Peak. He achieved the Golden Core Realm twenty years ago, earlier than you.
It won’t be long.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man with a bamboo basket on his back and cloudy eyes stood up with a smile, raised his hand to Liang Yan and said:
"My Excellency, Pu Nansheng, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Liang Yan was about to return the favor when he saw a ray of light suddenly burst out from the man's dull eyes, and then a vortex of chaos appeared in front of him, as if it was going to suck his entire body in.
"Illusion?"
Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, there was a twisting and rolling in the vortex, and a dazzling tiger jumped out and rushed towards him.
"Old Seventeen, this is the inherited magical power of Shenju Peak, 'Inaction and Hundred Changes'. The so-called reality and reality, illusion and reality are one, and cannot be treated as ordinary illusions."
Yu Xuanji's voice came out from the pavilion. Liang Yan nodded with a slight smile on his lips.
He pinched the technique with one hand and used his Confucian spiritual power to condense a blue palm print in mid-air. Then he flicked his sleeve and slapped the palm print into the air.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the eye-catching tiger was torn into pieces by the palm print. However, the broken parts did not disappear, and were still changing one by one in mid-air, and finally turned into various poisonous insects and beasts, tens of thousands, vast and majestic.
Swinging, it poured down towards Liang Yan's head.
Seeing the beasts galloping high in the sky, Liang Yan didn't have any trace of panic on his face. The blue light flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he nodded and said: "Sure enough, there is reality within the imaginary, and there is emptiness within the reality."
He waved his hands and drew a circle back and forth in front of himself, and a mighty Confucian spiritual power rushed out. He used the "circle turning method" and the "dispersing force method" at the same time to remove the shadow of the beast that rushed nearby.
Crush one by one.
The sky is full of beast shadows, but they can't even touch a corner of his clothes!
"sharp!"
Pu Nansheng couldn't help but praise, took out a crutch from the bamboo basket behind his back, and tapped it lightly on the ground in front of him.
boom!
A faint wave came from the ground and arrived beside Liang Yan in an instant.
Liang Yan was resisting the beast shadow in mid-air. When he saw the wave coming, he just smiled and stretched out his right foot to step lightly in front of him.
With this step, the invisible wave stopped abruptly. A moment later, an even more turbulent underground undercurrent broke out from Liang Yan's side, and actually spread towards Park Nansheng's location.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the entire ground in front of Pu Nansheng was lifted up. The blind man looked embarrassed and retreated backwards until he was outside the pavilion before he could stabilize his body.
"awesome!"
Pu Nansheng raised his hand and withdrew all the shadows of beasts in the sky into his sleeves, and then laughed and said: "This disciple of the Fish Palm Seat is much better than me. Pu is very good at everything!"
"Hahaha, the golden elixir has such strength in the early stage. I, Shen Tusu, am also very excited. Let's try two tricks!" The old man in the pavilion wearing linen clothes and with a rosy face suddenly said with a smile.
"Old Seventeen, this is the leader of Feilong Peak. He just broke through the bottleneck three years ago and is now at the middle stage of Jindan!" Yu Xuanji's voice sounded again.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards Shen Tusu and said, "Uncle Teacher, please give me a clever move!"
"good!"
Shen Tusu shouted loudly and reached out to pat the red lacquer jar beside him. The mouth of the jar flipped over and a little man flew out from it.
This little man was wearing a yellow robe and a yellow scarf. After jumping out from the altar, he grew taller in the wind. Suddenly he was a hundred feet in size. A big foot fell from the sky and stepped directly on Liang Yan's head.
"Yellow Turban Warriors!"
Liang Yan was slightly startled. He had long heard that Taoists had a secret technique that could absorb the spirituality of all things. With the help of Taoist talismans, he could finally refine a Taoist protector with infinite power.
Now it seems that Yungang Sect is worthy of being one of the five great sects, with a profound foundation. Liang Yan will never have the slightest doubt if this leader of the middle stage of Jindan can cross the ranks to kill the late stage of Jindan.
"You brat, if you can't stop me, just run away!" Yu Xuanji's voice suddenly came from the pavilion.
However, Liang Yan just smiled softly, raised his hand and pinched the magic formula, and a purple thunder shot out of the sky.
The yellow turban warrior in mid-air stepped down, but was pierced into the foot by the purple thunder. With a thunderous explosion, countless swords rushed out, splitting the yellow turban warrior from bottom to top.
Two halves!
"broken!"
Shen Tusu exclaimed in surprise and pinched the magic with both hands. He saw that the body that was split in half in mid-air slowly merged into one, and became smaller and smaller, and finally turned back into the little person no bigger than a thumb.
"No fight! No fight! This kid's sword blow will take me at least three years of practice to recover!" Shen Tusu put the villain back into the altar, his face full of pain.
Liang Yan had put away the flying sword at this moment, cupped his hands with a smile and said: "Master Shen accepts the concession!"
"What concession do you accept?" The old man in sackcloth rolled his eyes and said, "Shen is not that hypocritical. Just now it was my skill that was inferior to others. I think your boy can be the master of a peak in Yungang Sect, which is more than enough!"
At this time, Shan He Zai, Yu Xuanji and Lan Wangqiu looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
"This is such an unexpected surprise." Shan Hezai glanced at the two of them meaningfully.
"Senior brother, do you mean the Beihai Monster Clan and his party?" Yu Xuanji frowned slightly, vaguely guessing something.
"Let me try his skills again."
Lan Wangqiu naturally knew what his two senior brothers were thinking, and immediately flew out of the pavilion without any hesitation.
"Liang Yan, do you remember your uncle?" Lan Wangqiu was dressed in palace attire, with an elegant temperament. Standing in the air, he looked like an autumn chrysanthemum, calm and restrained.
"Of course I remember that after decades of separation, Master Lan is still as charming as ever. He is like an immortal descending from heaven. He is a perfect match for my master!" Liang Yan laughed.
"Stop talking so much!"
Lan Wangqiu spat and shouted: "Look, you have itchy skin. I'm going to beat you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and made a magic formula. She saw a strange ripple in the air, and after a moment, water lotuses actually appeared.
These water lotuses, ranging in size from small to large, were randomly distributed over the entire mountain top, completely blocking Liang Yan in the center.
Feeling the surging aura of the water attribute around him, Liang Yan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and his eyes became a little serious.
Lan Wangqiu is different from Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu. During the Nanchui War, five people from the Eight Peaks of the Yungang Sect died. Pu Nansheng and Shen Tusu both broke through the golden elixir within fifty years after the war, and then barely became a leader.
Lord of the Peak.
But Lan Wangqiu has already entered the late stage of Jindan, and his magical power is probably not much worse than Yu Xuanji.
"Uncle Lan, be careful!"
Liang Yan let out a soft drink, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and three sword beams flew out from the storage bag.
These three sword lights, one black, one purple, and one silver, are his three swords of Black Lotus, Purple Thunder and Dingguang.
"What?!"
Lan Wangqiu's expression changed slightly. Although she had practiced Taoism for many years, this was the first time she met a swordsman who could control three flying swords at the same time. But after a moment, she shook her head and said:
"You kid, don't you know the truth of biting off more than you can chew? A sword cultivator's life is on the sword. Only by putting all your efforts into it can you be invincible!"
While speaking, she raised her hand and tapped lightly, and she saw the water lotuses in the air spinning each other, and waves rushing out, like the waves of the sea, all rushing towards Liang Yan's position.
"I don't want to strike too hard, so as not to hurt this kid. I just need to get him wet and dampen his pride to prevent him from being too complacent." Lan Wangqiu thought to himself while taking action.
However, at this moment, when Liang Yan saw the monstrous water in mid-air and the infinite pressure sweeping in from all around, he did not show any signs of panic.
He pinched the sword formula in his hand and unfolded the "Phaseless Sword Sutra". The three flying swords each showed their strengths. The black lotus sword turned into black sword lotuses in mid-air. Amidst the sword energy, unexpectedly,
It blocked all the water lotuses of Lan Wangqiu.
At the same time, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Dingguang Sword pierced the sky. One was like thunder in the sky, and the sword intent was rushing, but the other was hidden in the dark, invisible and silent.
Two flying swords, one bright and one dark, were slashing towards Lan Wangqiu's position at the same time!
Thanks to: Meteor Wuhen F, book friend 20200313200534280 for the reward!