The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

After half a stick of incense, Liang Yan stood in front of a dead tree with a thoughtful expression on his face. And the dead tree in front of him, although it was bare and lifeless, but a green seedling grew on the cracked trunk, just like a ray of life germinated in the withering.

"Withered wood comes in spring again, this is the place where life and death alternate, and the reversal of Kuerong. If I am not bad, this should be the birthplace of Kuerong's Great Array!"

Liang Yan murmured to himself, then looked up at the place in front of him, and said in his heart: "It's just that it's really weird here. Although there is no aura around it, I faintly feel two powerful energies."

Although he has lost his cultivation, his six senses are still there. At this moment, facing the unknown fear in front of him, he actually hesitated.

"No matter! I don't have much time left. It's better to die than to die in battle!"

Liang Yan confided in his heart, and no longer calculated the position, backhanded the octagonal compass into his sleeve, and stepped out towards the dead tree.

boom!

As he took this step, the entire dry wing seemed to sway slightly, and then two air currents emerged from the trunk and seedlings of the dry tree, one black and one green.

These two airflows circulated in mid-air staggeredly, rising slowly, and finally formed a circular arch.

Liang Yan stayed on the spot, staring at the two-color arches in mid-air, obviously a little lost.

"The blue aura is full of vitality, but the black aura is lifeless. Why can such two diametrically opposed forces blend together here?"

However, before he could think again, the arch in mid-air suddenly opened, and then thousands of blue silk and black threads were shot from it, wrapped around Liang Yan's hands and feet, and slowly pulled him into the door.

Two completely different forces repeatedly pulled on him. Liang Yan felt that his whole body seemed to be shattered. However, this situation did not last long. As he was pulled into the circular arch, all the blue silk and black threads disappeared. The smoke disappeared.

Liang Yan fell from mid-air and landed his feet on the ground again. The power of life and death acting on his body no longer exists, only the pain remaining in his body is still reminding him that everything just now is not illusory.

He turned his head and looked back, only to see that he was already outside the Xinglin, and the Xinglin flowers were still blooming behind him, but Liang Yan had already fully understood the weirdness and danger.

"Sure enough, the life gate of the Rongrong Array is at the intersection of life and death..." Liang Yan muttered to himself, then looked up at the mountain, and saw green vegetation on the top of the mountain, and one of the green ancestral halls was looming.

"It seems that that is the Temple of Longevity! The three hours that were originally stated, now there is only less than a stick of incense time. I hope this'Eternal Mayfly Tree' is really there, otherwise I am afraid I will be trapped in death. It's in the picture."

Liang Yan didn't think much anymore, exerted his strength with his feet, and rushed towards the Changsheng Temple on the top of the mountain.

It didn't take long for him to reach the entrance of the ancestral hall, and saw that the entire ancestral hall was built of blue bricks. It seemed to be in disrepair for a long time, covered with moss and vines, and there were many traces of cracks on the walls.

However, Liang Yan didn't care about this, but stepped directly across the gate and walked into the ancestral hall.

The inside of the ancestral hall is antique, and there are no spider webs or holes in the imagination, so it can barely be regarded as clear and clean. There are dozens of tablets placed neatly on the table in the middle, which seems to be the master of Kunwu Sword Sect in the past dynasties.

However, Liang Yan's eyes were not attracted by those tablets, so there was a scholar in Tsing Yi standing before the altar!

This person with a wide robe and big sleeves, with an aoki long sword straddling his waist, turned his back to Liang Yan, and stared at the memorial tablet on the altar table, seeming a little dazed.

"On top of this mountain, there is a second person!"

Liang Yan was startled, and looked up at the person in front of him with some suspicion. You must know that this is the back mountain of Kunwu Sword Sect, with the Kurong Formation guarding the gate in front, and the cliffs and cliffs on his back. In a world without immortal magic and Taoism, he really does not believe that martial arts alone can reach here.

Just as he was thinking about everything, the man in Tsing Yi at the table suddenly turned around and looked at Liang Yan with a plain expression: "Old swordsman, after years of absence, the style remains the same!"

"You are..." Liang Yan saw the person in front of him clearly, and saw that he was in his forties, with a beautiful appearance and good features, but there was a long and narrow scar running through on his left eye, destroying this. A handsome face.

"Why, the old sword master has been in seclusion for many years, don't you even recognize a certain family?" The man in Tsing Yi saw Liang Yan's hesitation, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and then pointed to the scar on his left eye, faintly Road:

"Although the old sword master doesn't remember a certain house, the blind eye of a certain family always remembers the old sword master. Whenever he thinks of the old sword master's shocking sword back then, the scar on this left eye has been burning fiercely!"

Hearing what the people of Tsing Yi said, Liang Yan's heart suddenly moved, and he asked a little hesitantly: "Are you.........the demon leader Qing Yixuan?"

"Hahaha!"

The people in Tsing Yi seemed very happy ~www.ltnovel.com~ laughed loudly: "The old swordsman finally remembered Qingmou, it's really an honor!"

"It's really you!" Liang Yan was stunned, and then as if thinking of something, he blurted out and asked: "How did you go to the back mountain? Did you also pass the ‘Kurong Great Array’?"

"Kurong Grand Formation?" Qing Yixuan was taken aback, and then smiled: "How can it be so troublesome? Qingmou knew that the ancestors of the Shanzushi ancestral hall was inevitable, so they didn't follow the right way, but came up from the cliff side of."

"You can actually climb that ten thousand-foot cliff..." Liang Yan was slightly lost in hearing it, and his heart was shocked. Knowing that there is no aura in the world in this painting, he really can't believe that anyone can climb such a high cliff based on secular martial arts alone.

"What's the matter?" Qing Yixuan looked at Liang Yan's shocked appearance, and seemed a little puzzled: "The state of skill is close to Taoism. We both reached it ten years ago. Climbing a small cliff is for you and me. Isn't it easy?"

Liang Yan subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth after hearing it, and said without a smile: "The demon cult leader Wuyi Dajin, should I congratulate you?"

"Congratulations? Haha! The old sword master is polite, after all, Qingmou came here, but came to take the old sword master's head!"

Qing Yixuan said with a strange smile, and took a step forward: "Originally, I had an appointment with the old sword master to fight tomorrow hour and hour, but Qingmou was really itchy. I learned that the old swordmaster was going to this back mountain. Qingmou Immediately climb the cliff of ten thousand feet, just for a fair battle with the old swordsman here without interference! Only one of you and I can live down the mountain in this battle, and the other will be removed from the rivers and lakes!"

Seeing Qing Yixuan stroking the hilt of the sword on his waist with one hand, and at the same time pressing hard towards him, Liang Yan slammed in his heart and secretly said:

"broken!"