The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

[[Author Zhulin Jianyin's reminder: If the content of the chapter is confusing, turn off the reading mode and it will be normal]

] "Brother Liang, these are all people from Misty Valley." Jin Yuye saw his doubts, and explained beside him: "After the destruction of the Beihai Monster Clan, the four great masters all coveted the resources here, but they had the last laugh. It’s Misty Valley, they have monopolized this area.”

When Liang Yan returned to his hometown, he was full of thoughts, and his escape speed couldn't help but slow down.

Back then, Grand Master Wen, Daoist Hongyu, and Moxie Boy, three Tongxuan Zhenjun besieged him. Although he was seriously injured and fled in the end, these three people also died and the other was injured.

After hearing the two people's suggestions, Liang Yan showed a smile on his face.

"Ethereal Valley.."

A rough voice sounded.

The targets of these light escapes were extremely clear, and they were already stopped in front of Liang Yan and the others in just a few breaths.

Since then, the North Sea Monster Clan has declined.

All the names that had been dusty for many years now came to mind.

Some people are still waiting, some people can't wait

If I remember correctly, this desert used to be the territory of the North Sea Monster Clan. At the beginning of his sword cultivation, he and Dui teamed up to make an auction of the North Sea Monster Clan, and killed the patriarch and all the high-level officials at that time.

Although Liang Yan didn't experience these things personally, he could guess the current situation of Nanchui with only a little calculation.

The yellow sand is all over the sky, and the dust is flying.

"Of course Yungangzong is going, but not now, isn't Tang Caihuan still waiting for Su Wen's medicinal materials? Let's go to Yixing Pavilion first."

Liang Yan raised his eyes and saw more than a dozen monks in front of him, most of them were at the Gathering Origin Realm, but the three at the head were at the Golden Core Realm.

"After all, things are different."

In these years, he joined forces with Huangjue Palace to suppress Yi Xing Pavilion and Yungang Sect, and he seems to be the number one person in the cultivation world of Nanchui.

As for the person who spoke just now, he was wearing a brown suit, tall, with a dark complexion, and his cultivation was at the late stage of Jindan, so he seemed to be the leader of these people.

Among the four great sects, the ancestor Moxie boy of Huangjue Palace was also severely injured by himself, unable to compete with Grand Master Wen, so he could only cling to Misty Valley.

"Don't blame the three fellow daoists. Tian is also following orders. Traveling in the Beihai desert is prohibited for three days. Fellow daoists can come to our city to recuperate for three days, and then they will be able to travel unimpeded."

The north coast hanging south is still a desert, no different from two hundred years ago.

Liang Yan saw what was going on in Miao Suwen's mind, smiled gently, raised his hand and pinched a formula, and Dunguang urged him again, galloping forward.

In fact, the current situation in Nanchui is not difficult to understand.

"Yixing Pavilion?"

"It's good to go to the Yungang Sect." Jin Yuye said with a smile: "My father and the Yungang Sect have a lot of business contacts, and the relationship is very good. I remember the last time I went to the Yungang Sect, Uncle Yuan Ya gave me a magic weapon. Now When I come back, I should also visit his old man.”

As soon as this remark came out, both Miao Suwen and Jin Yuye were a little surprised.

The well-dressed man was swept away by his gaze, and he felt a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down, cupped his hands and said, "I met three fellow Taoists in Shimodafeng."

Just as he was thinking about it, more than ten rays of light suddenly came from the monk city below.

Liang Yan secretly sighed in his heart.

Liang Yan saw it in mid-air, and his face was slightly surprised.

Among them, Daoist Hongyu was killed by the sword pill that he unsealed in advance, and the Qianyuan Sacred Palace did not have Zhenjun Tongxuan in charge, so of course it fell apart.

"Fellow Daoists, stop!"

There was a hint of worry in Miao Suwen's eyes.

In fact, they went to sea more than once, and each time they had to go through the North Sea desert, but they never encountered anything that was prohibited.

As for Tang Caihuan and Yuan Ya, both of them were seriously injured in the battle with Jiuyoumeng. Especially Tang Caihuan, who was the most injured, and his lifespan was nearing the end of his life, so he was almost powerless to support him. If he hadn't formed an alliance with the Yungang Sect, Yi Xing Pavilion would have been wiped out long ago.

Taking all these into consideration, Grand Master Wen became the biggest winner.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, and I won't mess around."

Since then, only four of the five great masters remained.

She has also heard about Liang Yan's past, and knows that the relationship between Liang Yan and Yi Xing Pavilion is a bit complicated, and the right and wrong in it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. When Liang Yan returned to Nanchui, the first place he was going to was Yixing Pavilion, which made her a little worried.

Both women looked at Liang Yan, as if they were waiting for Liang Yan.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Kui Mu Sheng, Tang Die Xian, Yu Xuanji, Lan Wangqiu, Yuan Ya Patriarch, Wen Taishi, Demon Scorpion Boy

It didn't take long before the desert in front gradually disappeared, replaced by a vast oasis, and there were two or three lights above the oasis, and there was a tall monk city below.

Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, there will be a new comprehension force here, replacing the previous North Sea Monster Clan.

For more than two hundred years, too many stories can happen on this remote Nanchui Island.

Being blocked, Liang Yan didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly.

Miao Suwen had a keen mind and noticed some fluctuations in his mood. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Liang, why don't we go to the Yungang Sect first? It used to be where you belonged. Now that you return to Nanchui, you should see him again." It’s time to see an old friend.”

"Why are you blocking our way?" Miao Suwen asked with a frown.