The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 It has been five since Liang Yan and Zuo Qianyan fought.

　　 There was a lot of trouble in the Yungangzong during the battle that day. If he was only considered famous in the case of the sword building before, then after this life and death stage, he can be famous.

　　 Even many disciples who have been in retreat for many years have begun to inquire about this Liangyan, and the fact that he was taken as a direct disciple by Yu Xuanji broke like a fan.

　　 Those who have good deeds describe the battle that day, guessing that Liang Yan's aptitude is extraordinary, and it may be the best single-attribute spiritual root. Only this will be taken by Yu Xuanji's eyes and be admitted to the sect.

　　 What's more, he boldly predicted that if Liang Yan is cultivated diligently, after the original Jin Jiuzhong and others build the foundation, they are likely to succeed them as one of the next "Yungang Five Sons".

　　 Of course, some people sneer at this kind of law, thinking that Liang Yan is really an exaggeration.

　　 But all of this, the crowd is diverse, but it has nothing to do with Liang Yan.

He was sitting cross-legged in the cave mansion, playing a magic trick with both hands from time to time, flying into a brass cauldron in front of him, and following his magic trick, the flame under the cauldron was also constantly growing. Constantly changing the fire.

　　 After a few hours, I suddenly saw the tripod swaying, and the tripod cover made a knock. A look of panic flashed in Liang Yan's eyes, and the tactics in his hand changed sharply, pointing towards Ding Yaoyao.

　　 As a blue magic trick entered, the tripod gradually calmed down, Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, but before he could do anything, the top of the tripod suddenly slammed! There was a blast, and then it rushed upwards and flew up. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

　　 A group of white aura escaped from the inside of the cauldron, Liang Yan raised his hand, and saw three black residues flying out of the cauldron and falling into the palm of his hand.

　　 "Is it still abolishing the pill after all..."

　　 Liang Yan looked at the residue in his hand, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"The master’s fire control technique is exquisite, but it seems to me that it is really not the material for alchemy. Even this lowest-level spirit gathering pill, I have already made seven furnaces, so when will the sword pill be raised? To be refined."

　　 He thought this way, and then glanced at the storage bag around his waist, where a lot of materials were neatly stacked, and they were all the results of his work.

The Yungang Zong is not comparable to the Yixing Pavilion. The management of the gate is relatively loose. It is common for disciples to exchange resources and buy and sell items in the Zong gate. Over time, even a market has been formed in the Zong, where most of the stall owners are Zong. The low-level disciples within.

　　 The brass tripod just now was a primary alchemy furnace he bought from this shop with three hundred Lingshi. In addition, he also spent a lot of spirit stones and bought most of the materials needed for "Sword Raising Pill".

　　 It's just that the three materials of lark, star stone and Tibetan sun flower are so rare that they have not been seen in the market. However, the star stone needs very little, and the rewards from the quest for the sword pavilion are enough.

　　 As for the Bailingcao, he also spent contribution points to exchange a lot from the Ziwei Pavilion of the sect. Only this last Tibetan sun flower, he still hasn't got a single one.

　　 "It's hard to cultivate a sword pill, and the materials are even rarer. It seems that I have to speed up the progress and go to the Baihu Pavilion to pick up more quests so that I can make up my contribution points soon.

　　 Just as he muttered to himself, a white light suddenly flew out of the cave. This white light passed through the hall, seeing the prohibition outside the cave as nothing, it flew directly into Liang Yan's stone room.

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, turned his head to look, but saw the white light exploded, turned into an old man with white beard and white hair, and slowly spoke to him:

"Guanyufeng disciple Liang Yan recently won a fair battle with Shenjufeng disciple Zuo Qianyan. Since the two had a related gambling agreement, after consultation with the elders, it was determined that Liang Yan would replace Zuo Qianyan. Three days later, When you report to Qingfeng Xuanwu Pavilion, remember not to be absent!"

　　 Once the old man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Liang Yan to react, he slowly faded, and disappeared without a trace in a moment, as if he had never appeared.

"Amazing!"

　　 Liang Yan sighed softly in his heart, even though he knew that it was just a phantom, not the deity came here at all. But the spiritual pressure this person gave him was terrifying, and he might have reached the level of Yu Xuanji.

　　 "Let me go to Xuanwu Pavilion, I am afraid it is for the secret realm of Yan Kingdom. Hey, it's worth fighting with Zuo Qianyan on the stage of life and death. I finally got this place."

　　 Liang Yan smiled slightly, raised his hand to play a magic trick, put the spiritual materials in the storage bag into the pill furnace the same, and began to prepare for the next round of alchemy.

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　　 In the early morning of the Third Empress, Liang Yan flew out of the cave and walked with his sword all the way to the hillside of Qingfeng.

　　 Qingfeng is the place where the heads of the Yungangzong dynasties are located, and the Xuanwu Pavilion, halfway up the mountain, is the place where the elders of the clan are discussing matters.

　　 Liang Yan was far away, so he took the flying sword, fell on the mountain road, and walked all the way towards Xuanwu Pavilion. After he stepped into the gate, he discovered that dozens of people were already standing in the hall.

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　　 At the front of the crowd, there were five people standing. These five people have different expressions, and their dresses are quite different. They also seem to be separated from each other by a lot of distance, intentionally or unintentionally.

　　 "They are all the cultivation bases of the ninth level of refining Qi, presumably these five people are the so-called Yungang Five!" Liang Yan thought to himself.

　　 But he didn't care about these five people very much. He stepped forward and stood in the crowd at random, then waited quietly.

　　 At first, there were disciples coming from outside the hall one after another, but less and less in the back. After half a stick of incense, no one entered the hall again.

　　 Not long after, suddenly heard a sound of wind, everyone turned their heads and looked out the door. I saw two vague figures coming from the side of the object. They were on the side at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, they had already landed at the entrance of the hall.

　　 A gust of wind passed by, Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, and before he could see the appearance of the visitor, there was no half of a person at the door.

　　 At this time, an old voice sounded from behind everyone:

　　 "The soul is stable, the mana is pure, not bad! This year's Yungangzong qi refining disciple, the foundation is fairly solid."

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback, turned his head and looked around, but saw that there were two more people in the main seat behind the hall.

　　 One of them had black hair in Tsing Yi. Although he looked over fifty, he was still considered Fengshen handsome. But the other person is nearly old, with white beard and eyebrows, sitting in the main seat at the moment, with a gentle smile on his face.