The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

On the border of Zhao State, outside the Siming Mountain, a ray of light galloped towards.

In just a moment, Duan Guang had already approached the mountain peak and stopped above a small stream.

It was Liang Yan who came.

The creek in front of him was no stranger to him. It was along this creek that Yun Xuzi went down in a boat and brought Liang Yan into the Siming Mountain Palace.

Siming Mountain Palace, to be precise, should be the tomb of Yinglong.

Judging from Liang Yan's current vision and knowledge, he can probably guess that Ying Long's cultivation level back then may have reached or approached the sub-sage.

For such a powerful monk, the formation left in his tomb is definitely not an ordinary formation. The reason why Yun Xuzi and others were able to enter the underground palace back then was entirely due to Yinglong's intention.

Because his purpose is to select successors for himself, only monks in the Qi refining stage and foundation building stage can enter. Once their cultivation level reaches above the Yuan Gathering stage, they will be mercilessly killed by the big formation.

After more than two hundred years, Liang Yan revisited his hometown, and his heart was full of emotions.

Looking at the whole of Nanchui now, the only place that can help me is probably only here

Ying Long was dead, and the formation he left behind was unmanaged, so Liang Yan could just use it for his own use.

Another crucial point is that the predecessor of the Taixu Gourd was Pingling Xiaojiu, and Xiaojiu was the core of the entire formation. Liang Yan had the Taixu Gourd in his hand, which meant he had the key to control the formation, and was able to display this The full power of the formation method.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan patted the Taixu Gourd on his waist.

With a flash of white light, a pink boy in a bellyband came out of the gourd and sat on Liang Yan's shoulder.

"Xiao Jiu, I didn't expect it. We're back here again. After being away for so long, do you miss this place?" Liang Yan laughed softly.

Xiao Jiu sat on his shoulder, stretched out her hand and scratched her head, looking very confused, and didn't seem to care much.

"It seems that the little guy doesn't have any feelings for this place...

Liang Yan couldn't help laughing, and said, "I need to use the big formation here, can you help me?"

This time, Xiao Jiu nodded.

He jumped off Liang Yan's shoulder, stretched his pink and tender hands straight ahead, and his eyes also shot a strange white light.

Soon, the stream stopped flowing, and a crack appeared in the middle, and the crack separated to the two sides, revealing a nameless tomb.

Today's Liang Yan is completely different from that of the past. He knows that the creek is just a cover for the outside of the tomb, and as for the "Disaster Gate" at the entrance of the tomb, it is just a checkpoint to test the talent of those who enter the battle.

The truly powerful formation exists in the tomb.

This formation is the Five Elements Formation of the Daoist School. Although the origin is unknown, the power of the formation is absolutely impressive, because it is the only barrier Ying Long uses to protect his tomb.

Now, Liang Yan wants to use this formation to design an ambush for Master Xuanzhen. Xiao Jiu was connected with him, so of course he knew what he was thinking. At this time, he kept casting spells in mid-air, and soon got a sense of touch with the big formation.

It transmitted this induction to Liang Yan's spiritual consciousness, and through the mind-to-heart connection between the two, Liang Yan quickly grasped the dominance of the formation.

"well done!"

Liang Yan praised, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Xiao Jiu received his praise and looked very happy. She turned around and threw herself into his arms, her eyes smiling into crescent moons.

"Thank you for your hard work this time."

Liang Yan patted Xiao Jiu's head and let him return to the Taixu Gourd.

After Xiao Jiu's spellcasting, Liang Yan can now initially control the formation in Yinglong's tomb, but it still takes a little time to participate in the research before he can maximize the power of the formation.

But he was not in a hurry, at this time he pinched the formula, a cyan sword light flew out from the Taixu gourd, and slashed towards the halfway up Siming Mountain.

Rumble!

After a loud noise, the towering mountain in front of him was cut off by his sword!

The part left on the ground is half of the bare mountain base, and most of Siming Mountain is floating in the air!

Liang Yan pinched another formula, and a white light shot out from the Taixu gourd, which involved most of Siming Mountain, and was quickly received into the gourd.

The reason why he did this was because he didn't want to set the fighting place in Nanchui.

In the battle between the two cultivators in the Tribulation Realm, if both sides have no reservations, most of Nanchui will be destroyed. When the time comes, the whole of Nanchui's cultivation world will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Sects like Yungang Sect and Yixing Pavilion are naturally unavoidable.

In order not to harm the master, Liang Yan decided to take the formation away, leave Nanchui, and go to other places in Luohunhai to face Master Xuanzhen.

But he didn't take the whole Siming Mountain away.

Because he knew that there was a seal under Siming Mountain, which was used to suppress the things in the underworld.

If the seal is broken, it will be a devastating disaster for Luohunhai. Therefore, Liang Yan just took away the formation in Yinglong's tomb, but did not move the foundation below.

After thinking for a while, he sat cross-legged on the same spot again, playing out various formulas in his hands. It took him half a day to set up an enchantment and blindfold on the bare mountain range.

Although this enchantment is not as powerful as Yinglong's formation, it is still enough to block the entry of monks below the catastrophe realm. As for the blinding method outside, it is to prevent people from accidentally entering the enchantment and eventually being trapped to death inside.

After arranging everything, Liang Yan slowly got up.

"It's almost time... In a few days, Master Xuanzhen should also notice something is wrong, I have to leave Nanchui quickly."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan did not hesitate. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, it turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky, flying to the outside of Nanchui Island

Three days later, on Pengdao Island, in the Tower of Reaching for the Stars and Moon.

An old man with white beard and hair, wearing a seven-star Taoist robe, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his trance.

"its not right…"

The old man seemed to have sensed it, and his brows were tightly frowned.

The next moment, he stretched out his right hand, pinched his fingers, and began to calculate quickly. "...Liang hexagram and six lines, the gate of life is closed, how could it be like this?!"

An unbelievable look appeared on the old man's face, and he calculated with his right hand again, but after a while, the hexagram he got was still exactly the same.

"It's really weird! Why are Yun'er and Shuang'er's hexagrams closed, with a dead end? Is there anyone else who can threaten them in a place like Luohunhai?"

As the old man said, he stood up from the futon and paced back and forth in the room, looking a little impatient.

But after a while, he calmed down.

"No, there must be something wrong with this matter. It seems that someone from the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities has come to the Sea of ​​Lost Souls, could it be...

As if thinking of something, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

"I acted so covertly in the Sea of ​​Lost Souls, could it be that the news still leaked?"

This guess made the old man's face gradually darken.

As the ancestor of Huajie, the reason why he traveled thousands of miles to this remote sea area of ​​Luohun was to collect soul stones in the sea.

No one knew that although this small soul stone looked ordinary, there was a secret hidden inside, and in order to cover up this secret, Seven Star City specially let Prince Feng, an idler, take charge of the overall situation.

Prince Feng's qualifications are not high, and his heart to the Tao is not firm, but he is brutal and bloodthirsty, and he likes women, which is well known to everyone.

In Antarctic Xianzhou, due to various forces, the crown prince did not dare to be too ostentatious. It was for this reason that it seemed very reasonable for him to come to Luohun Sea to do his best. No one would doubt the real purpose of the Seven Star City, they just thought that this useless prince wanted to go to a remote place to enjoy himself.

After decades of mining soul stones in the Luohun Sea, the old Taoist priests rarely showed up, and almost all the princes were in charge of the overall situation, and the superficial task of the Tiandao League was only to mine the cultivation resources of the islands.

Only those Zhenjun Tongxuan who surrendered to the Tiandao League know that the real purpose of the Tiandao League is actually a strange stone in the sea of ​​fallen souls.

The whole plan seems to be seamless, but the old Taoist also understands that there is nothing wrong in this world.

A drafty wall.

The Tiandaomeng has mined soul stones here for decades. Although it has been said that there have been no disturbances, it is inevitable that there will be problems after a long time.

Now, the problem arises.

"Yun'er is going to the south. There are two unnamed islands there. Could it be that something happened on one of the islands?"

The old Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, stood still under the gossip map, and muttered: "The person who can capture Shuang'er and Yun'er must at least have the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm. There shouldn't be such a monk in Luohunhai. Could it be Wushuang? What news did they get from Baiyucheng and Baiyucheng, did they send people over to investigate?"

"No, no... Now that the two cities are too busy to take care of themselves, the possibility of sending someone over is extremely low... Then who is this person? What is his purpose?"

The old Taoist thought of this, and calculated without giving up, but no matter how he calculated, the hexagrams were always chaotic, as if the person who captured Situ Yun did not exist at all!

"Weird!"

The old Taoist frowned slightly. He had always been confident in his calculation skills, but today's hexagram made him feel extremely strange!

While thinking about it, a wind chime suddenly sounded outside the attic.

The old Taoist's expression changed, he withdrew his magical powers, and walked out of the attic with his hands behind his back.

I saw an octagonal bell hanging on the eaves outside the attic. No matter how heavy the wind and rain are on weekdays, the bell never hangs.

The old Taoist raised his hand and typed out a formula, the bell fell and hung in front of him without moving. After observing carefully for a long time, he suddenly sighed and said, "This is coming for me. As soon as I finished speaking, a ray of light pierced through the sky in the distance.

Zhaixinglanyue Tower has a very special status in Pengdao. Even the elders of the Nine Great Sects cannot approach this loft within a thousand miles.

At the beginning, there were some monks who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. They felt that their cultivation base was profound, and wanted to sneak into this place to find out. But these people were all ruthlessly beheaded by Situ Yun and Leng Shuang in the end.

Over time, all the nine great sects had a tacit understanding and no longer approached this area. But today, someone broke this rule.

Looking at the distant light, the old Taoist frowned slightly, but he didn't try to stop him, but let the other party break into his territory.

After a while, Duan Guang came to Zhai Xing Lan Yue Tower, and landed in front of the old Taoist priest. He was a bald man with a height of seven feet and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

It is also strange to say that this person obviously only has the cultivation base of the Jindan stage, but when facing the old Taoist priest, he didn't show the slightest fear, he just cupped his hands casually and said: "In Xialuo Tianxiang, I met Master Xuanzhen!"

"Luo Tianxiang..."

Master Xuanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "Since you know me, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

While speaking, a coercion of the Transformation Tribulation Realm emanated from him. In an instant, the situation changed, and the originally clear sky became black and oppressive, as if the entire sky was falling down and pressing on Luo Tianxiang's head.

Under this powerful coercion, Luo Tianxiang's face turned red, and his breathing became short of breath.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but his voice was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

However, although he was very embarrassed, Master Xuanzhen still showed a look of surprise. Because in his opinion, Luo Tianxiang is just a monk at the Golden Core Realm. Under the pressure of his Transformation Tribulation Realm, it is reasonable to say that he should not even be able to stay awake. Hao Duanduan stood in front of him, but his face was a little ugly.

"It seems that you came prepared."

Master Xuanzhen suddenly withdrew his coercion, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the surroundings returned to normal. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Luo Tianxiang's complexion gradually improved. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Before I came here, I had a 'Qingling Pill' in my mouth. Even in the face of Your Excellency's coercion, Luo will not faint."

"With your level of cultivation, it is impossible to obtain the 'Qingling Pill'. Tell me, who is behind the scenes for you?" Master Xuanzhen asked coldly.

"Why is the Daoist so anxious, I'm just a messenger, you'll know after reading it."

After Luo Tianxiang finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a letter flew out of his sleeve and landed in front of Master Xuanzhen.

Master Xuanzhen didn't let the letter approach, but opened it up a little bit with a spiritual force, and soon saw the contents of the letter, only a short sentence:

"Prince Feng, Situ Yun and Leng Shuang are all in my hands. If fellow Taoists want to save someone, follow the messenger to find me."

Those short words made Master Xuanzhen's face extremely gloomy.

"As expected, the death of my two disciples is the fault of the person behind you, right?" Master Xuanzhen stared at Luo Tianxiang with a cold tone.

"Why bother to ask so many questions, just follow me." Luo Tianxiang did not show any weakness, and was not suppressed by the opponent's momentum at all.

"Presumptuous! Do you know who you're talking to?"

Master Xuanzhen shouted: "I just need one thought, and I can destroy your body and spirit! Don't you fear death?"

"fear death?"

Luo Tianxiang raised his brows, and laughed, "For Luo, what fear is there in death? But you have to think clearly, I have that person's restraint in my body, as long as I die, there will be another person on his side immediately." I feel that when the time comes, your two apprentices and Prince Feng will have to be buried with me!"

He confronted Master Xuanzhen **** for tat, and his momentum was not weak at all.

"You bastard, you are really brave..."

Master Xuanzhen narrowed his eyes.