The middle-aged man in green clothes had been standing by the door with his hands down and did not interrupt the conversation between them. Now when he heard Liang Yan's question, he smiled slightly, stepped forward and held his hands in his hands and said, "I'm Lu Zizhen in Yixing Pavilion."
"Are you from Yixing Pavilion?"
Liang Yan was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but look this person up and down, and then said slowly: "Your pavilion master and the Supreme Elder want to kill me. As a disciple of Yixing Pavilion, why do you still want to save me?"
"Haha, they want to kill theirs, so what does it matter if I save mine?"
The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said: "I have been on good terms with my senior for a long time, and I have always admired him in my heart. When I heard that my senior was in trouble, how could I, Lu Zizhen, stand by and watch?"
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this. He really couldn't believe what the other party said.
Lu Zizhen also seemed to see the doubts in his heart, and immediately smiled and said: "Senior, do you still remember 'crazy scholar's lies'?"
"You" Liang Yan's eyes lit up, and he vaguely thought of something.
"Haha, Lv is obsessed with formations. He was stuck in the early stage of foundation building. He wanted to use formations to break through the barrier, but it was full of fog. By chance, he discovered Mr.'s annotations in the formation book, and he finally awakened to the formations.
The changes can be so clever. Later, from the pavilion master's mouth, Lu learned that this senior 'Wandering' was just a monk in the Qi refining period!"
"Although my husband and I have not met in person, we have known each other through the distance, and I admire him deeply in my heart. I don't want to see my husband, who is so talented, die at the hands of a villain, so he risked his life to save him."
After hearing what he said, Liang Yan was stunned for a moment.
Although Lu Zizhen didn't say it, Liang Yan could also imagine that he must have spent all his resources to build the teleportation circle at the foot of Yunping Mountain. He was also absolutely indispensable for the reason why Xiong Yuer'er was able to open the tunnel at the mouth of Yixing Pavilion in advance.
secretly help!
Spending such a high price just to rescue a person who has never been masked before, is this Lu Zizhen crazy?
After a brief silence, Liang Yan suddenly clapped his hands and laughed. The laughter shook the wooden house and continued for a long time.
"Hahaha! Wonderful, wonderful! What a close acquaintance! I didn't expect that when I, Liang Yan, was at the end of my rope, the people who came to save me were actually a demon and a stranger! Haha, good, good.
ah!"
Xiong Yue'er saw that he was still silent just now, and now he was laughing wildly. She couldn't help scratching her head and asked with a puzzled face: "Sir, is the injury so severe that he is a little crazy?"
However, Lu Zizhen smiled slightly, cupped her hands towards Liang Yan and said, "Lv got to meet Mr. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, it is time to return to the sect to avoid arousing suspicion."
Liang Yan nodded, stood up, and bowed deeply to him:
"Friend Lu Dao, take care of it!"
Lu Zizhen was not modest either. She accepted Liang Yan's salute calmly, then laughed, turned around, opened the door and left. There was no sloppiness from beginning to end, showing her free and uninhibited spirit.
Liang Yan watched his back until it disappeared into the distance, then sighed softly:
"I didn't expect that such an old-fashioned sect as Yixing Pavilion would have a character like Lu Zizhen! She is somewhat similar to the old senior Kuchiki Sheng from back then."
He remained silent for a moment, then Wuxin beside him asked:
"It's better to think about yourself now. What are your plans for the future?"
Liang Yan came back to his senses, and instead of answering her question directly, asked: "Where is this place?"
"The Lost Soul Coast."
Before Wu Xin could speak, Xiong Yue'er answered honestly.
Liang Yan smiled slightly, looked at Wu Xin and said, "You already know what I'm thinking, why do you still ask questions?"
While he was speaking, the man had already gotten out of bed, then took long steps and pushed the door open.
As he stepped out of the house, a strong wind accompanied by yellow sand hit his face. If a mortal were here, he would be blown so hard that he could not even open his eyes. However, Liang Yan just used the recovered spiritual power in his body to circulate a little.
This has blocked out the strong wind of yellow sand.
In front of the house was a vast desert, with raging winds and yellow sand all over the sky, with no end as far as the eye could see.
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head again, only to see a black ocean a few miles away from the house, where it met the end of the desert.
The huge waves in the sea are soaring into the sky. Every time the tide rises, it is hundreds of feet high, like a giant hand covering the sky and the sun, crushing anyone who dares to enter this sea into powder.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a strange black cloud wandering above the sea, just like a wandering ghost, which actually makes Liang Yan feel palpitations.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Liang Yan suddenly remembered the interesting anecdote he heard in Panlong Town before attending the Beihai Monster Clan auction.
It is said that Laizan from that town went through many hardships and reached the end of the desert alone.
After he returned home, he told everyone he saw "the ultimate of all things, the end of the world", so that he was ridiculed by the residents of the town, and even the well-informed hotel owner laughed at him as crazy.
But now it seems that who is the ignorant?
What Laizan saw was something that ordinary townspeople would never be able to touch in their lifetime.
Thinking of this, Liang Yan suddenly felt a little funny. By chance, he was able to cultivate and enter Taoism. He thought that his vision was broad and different from the ordinary people in the market.
But as his cultivation level increased, he realized that the place he was in was just the southern corner of the human continent. Compared with the vast and vast world, he was just a frog in the well. What was the difference between him and those ordinary people?
Cultivation of truth, cultivation of truth, what is "truth"? What is "Tao"?
Liang Yan looked at the endless ocean in front of him and took a deep breath. All the past events came to his mind.
He suddenly understood that he had practiced for nearly a hundred years and achieved the golden elixir that millions of people dreamed of. This was not the end, but the starting point.
At this moment, Wu Xin and Xiong Yue'er also walked out of the wooden house and stood side by side with him on the beach.
"It seems you have made your decision."
Wuxin stretched out his hand to smooth his hair that was messed up by the wind, turned to look at Liang Yan and said.
"good."
Liang Yan nodded with firm eyes and said: "Staying in Nanchui is always looking at the sky from a well. If I want to win the road, I must leave here. And this time Jianwan was forced to open early and was already damaged. I must go to Antarctica to think about it."
We have to find a way to repair Jianwan."
After Wu Xin listened, although he didn't speak, his eyes showed a hint of admiration.
She looked at the Sea of Lost Souls not far ahead, and suddenly raised her hand and saw a purple light shooting out, flying straight into the black ocean.
In just a moment, the purple light continued to grow, and under the beating of the tide of the Black Sea, it turned into a huge ship with purple lines all over its body and a length of one hundred feet!