The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 "Me?" Liang Yan pointed to himself with some uncertainty in the face of this sudden change.

　　 "Yes, it's you! Get out." The Tsing Yi man repeated again.

　　 This time Liang Yan nodded, walked out of the crowd quickly, and came to the two of them.

　　 "You follow this brother, a senior wants to see you!" Taoist Tsing Yi said and looked up and down Liang Yan, looking very interested.

　　 Liang Yan raised a trace of vigilance in his heart, and asked carefully: "Oh? Boy is a cultivator of the third level of Qi training, I don't know which senior wants to see him?"

　　 "Why do you ask so much, you will know it when you get there." Taoist Tsing Yi waved his hand, obviously not wanting to say more.

　　 "It's weird!" Liang Yan secretly said in his heart.

　　 Although he was born in Yue Country, he was just an ordinary mortal before, and he had never come into contact with any person in the realm of Yue Country. Of course, except for Chen Lin who was killed by the old monk seven years ago.

　　 "Could it be the deceased of the Lu family?"

　　 Liang Yan thought about it, but only guessed this one possibility. Although Lu Chen himself is a figure made up, it is not impossible that there are seniors in the Yungang sect and the Lu family who were born in the Lu family.

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan no longer hesitated, but handed his hands: "Thank you to lead the way!"

　　 The man in the soap robe and Taoist nodded, did not speak, but turned and walked in front.

　　 Liang Yan followed closely, and the two walked out of the inner hall, stepped out of the stone hall, and finally walked upward along the winding mountain road of Mount Xianfeng.

　　 After another scent of incense, the man who led the way suddenly turned away from the mountain road and walked towards the secluded woods. Although Liang Yan was puzzled in his heart, he still followed him and stepped into the woods at once.

"Arrived!"

　　 The soap-robed man suddenly stopped, and reached out his hand to point to a willow tree in front of him.

　　 "What? That senior asked me to meet here?" Liang Yan asked with some confusion.

　　 Such a random place is different from what he imagined.

　　 The soap-robed man nodded and said, "He only said to wait here, and I don't know anything else. Anyway, I have brought the place, so I will leave first."

　　 As he said, he gave Liang Yan a fist, turned and left outside the woods.

　　 "This senior, I don't know what kind of relationship he has with the Lu family. He hopes to be a friend rather than an enemy, but don't let me carry a scapegoat for the Lu family!" Liang Yan secretly said in his heart.

　　 Just when he was slandering, suddenly heard a stern shout from behind:

　　 "Bold Liang Yan, dare to conceal one's identity, deceive Shangzong, it is really unforgivable!"

　　 This scream of drinking is tantamount to a thunderbolt in the blue sky, blowing up stormy seas in Liang Yan's heart.

　　 "Sorry, someone here recognizes me!"

　　 Liang Yan didn't have time to think about it. He immediately turned around and jumped, jumping several feet away, while turning his head to look at the source of the sound.

　　 I don’t know when there will be one more person under the willow tree. This person is over half a hundred years old, has short hair and scumbags, a tall and burly body, lean and capable bones, a martial arts uniform worn on his body, and a lively secular warrior.

　　 "It's you!" Liang Yan said in shock.

　　This person is indeed the mysterious old man who kicked Li Xiaosong in Los Angeles that day!

　　 "Hey, your kid looks like a ghost, I didn't expect to be so courageous, but I will scare you, and see what you look like!" The old man joked with his hands behind his back, with a non-smiling expression on his face.

　　 Liang Yan listened to him, and only then did he react. At this moment, he was hunched over his waist, with one hand on the scabbard around his waist, like a frightened bird, ready to slip away at any time.

　　 He stood up straight, touched his nose in embarrassment, and said, "Senior has a lot of magical powers, so I guess he won't be embarrassed with a junior like this one."

　　 "Huh! As far as I know, you were originally a Yixing Pavilion abandoned disciple, why do you want to worship our Yungang Sect now?"

　　 Liang Yan glanced at him, knowing that the more he concealed this person, the more serious the consequences would be, so he had to tell him what happened in Yixing Pavilion.

　　 It's just that the matter about the Tianjizhu was still concealed by him. He only said that the fight with Zhuo Bufan caused the restraint left by the ancestor, and he was unconscious and didn't know anything about the funeral.

　　 "In that case, this extraordinary person has ulterior motives and wanted to use you to grab the treasure, but in the end he was killed by the prohibition left by the Patriarch?" The old man frowned and asked.

　　 "The words and sentences of the younger generation are true, and Yixing Pavilion is indiscriminately convicted of the younger generation. In the end, it was the help of a senior to escape."

　　 After hearing this, the old man nodded slightly, and stopped talking for a while, but stood still and meditated.

　　 Liang Yan saw that he was silent, and he did not dare to leave without permission, so he could only stand with him in the forest.

After a long while, the old man took the lead in breaking the silence and just listened to him: "Fine, I don’t ask any more in the past, but now I only ask you one question, would I be willing to join the old man’s school and become the seventeenth disciple of the old man. ?"

"what?"

　　 Liang Yan rubbed his ears, almost thinking that he had heard him wrong.

　　 "Senior wants to accept kids as apprentices?"

　　 "Yes, the old man's name "Yu Xuan Ji" is the peak owner of Yungang Zong Guan Yufeng. If you want to come, you won't be insulted, right?" The old man said lightly~www.ltnovel.com~the eight peak owners! "

　　 Liang Yan was shocked. He had already learned from the Lu Family before he came here that there are eight peaks in this Yungangzong. The peak masters of the peaks are all golden core cultivation bases, and their status in the Yungangzong is higher than the Taoist master of the Yixing Pavilion.

　　 After all, there is no cabinet elders in Yungangzong above the dao masters, and major decisions are usually made by the sect master and the peak masters.

　　 Except for the few old immortals who have been in retreat for many years and have broken through the golden core, the lord of the peak is already the existence second only to the suzerain.

　　 Liang Yan was surprised and couldn't help but asked: "Please forgive the kid for talking, the younger generation is mediocre, the senior and the next are even more unrelated, why would you think of accepting a kid as a disciple?"

After hearing this, Yu Xuanji said angrily: "You lazy boy, when others hear the name of the old man, they all kneel down and apprentice immediately, and they can’t wait to go to the old man’s door right away. It’s okay for you to ask this and that, young age, How can you be so cautious?"

　　 A wry smile appeared at the corner of Liang Yan's mouth: "The kid has encountered bizarre encounters over the years. If he hadn't been cautious, he would have already turned into a cup of loess.

　　 "That's it!"

Yu Xuanji waved his hand and said: "It's okay to tell you, the old man has never seen a sword cultivation disciple. Although you are not qualified for cultivation, you are quite talented in sword cultivation. Last time I hurried with you, I surprised you. At a young age, he can actually develop sword energy in his body, but he is the first person the old man has seen in hundreds of years!"

　　 "Swordsmanship is extremely difficult to improve, and there is no sect that specializes in swordsmanship among the five countries of Nanchuang. You will come to my sect and make good use of resources to cultivate. You may not be able to make a blockbuster in the future!