The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

The old beggar stared at the gray-clothed man in front of him, and only felt that there was no aura fluctuation in his body, as if he was an ordinary person with no cultivation.

　　 However, the "Qiu Yun Beast" actually lay in front of him.

　　 "Does this person have a secret method to cover up his cultivation?"

　　 The old beggar murmured in his heart, and tentatively asked: "I have no grievances with your Excellency. Why do you want to do bad things about me?"

　　 The gray-clothed man smiled slightly, did not answer, and fell directly from the high wall, while stretching out a palm and patted his chest.

　　The old beggar's face changed, and he hurriedly backed away.

　　 However, after this retreat, he was horrified to find that all the surrounding areas seemed to be blocked by this palm, no matter how he dodges, he could not escape from under this palm after all.

　　When it was critical, the old beggar flipped his palm and took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve and put it in his mouth to play.

　　 The strange flute sound resounded all around, and an invisible wave spread, making the gray-clothed man who was halfway stunned.

"what?"

　　 The gray-clothed man gave a whisper, and the next moment he turned his palm into a finger, and with a single tap in front of the old beggar, the man flew upside down.

　　 "Magic Sound Capture Soul? It turns out to be the high foot of the imperial palace!"

　　 Liang Yan smiled lightly. He was no stranger to this move. When he was fighting the monks on Huangshi Mountain, he saw Dongfangxun using it.

　　 It's just that the man in front of him has a method that is far worse than what he saw that day.

　　 "Who are you Dongfang Xun?" Liang Yan asked suddenly.

　　 The old beggar had hit the wall, and finally struggled to get up, and after pressing down the blood tumbling in his body, he arched his hand:

　　 "It's the teacher!"

　　 Liang Yan nodded slightly, and then said: "Your Imperial Palace is not waiting in your own territory. Why did you come to Kyoto, Vietnam?"

The old beggar glanced at Liang Yan with a strange look on his face. It took a long time before he slowly said, "Who is your excellency? If you are a monk from the Yungang Sect, how can you not know the "Five Great Sects" Yan Ming's matter?"

　　 Liang Yan was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and said to his heart: "This person appeared in the city of Kyoto, is there still something wrong with it?"

　　 He pondered for a moment, and then he said: "I am naturally a member of the Yungang Sect. I have only traveled for many years, and I have just returned to Nanchui. What is the matter what you just said?"

　　The old beggar glanced at him with a somewhat suspicious appearance, but considering Liang Yan's strength, he did not dare to conceal the slightest, and immediately said:

"Yan Ming in the city of Kyoto in the Yue Kingdom is the reincarnation of the Taoist'Ling Zhuzi', but he just happened to join the Yan family in the Yue Kingdom. The Five Great Sects have agreed that whoever has the fate to transform Yan Ming can accept him as a disciple. ."

　　 "Is there such a thing?" Liang Yan asked curiously: "What is a'spiritual bead'?"

　　 "Ling Zhuzi is the personal magic weapon of the founder of the Qianyuan Sacred Palace. Although this treasure was destroyed in the First World War, its spirituality remained intact. Instead, it entered the cycle of reincarnation. Now it is reincarnated as a human and has become the current Yanming."

　　 "So that's the case." Liang Yan nodded and said, "Since it is the reincarnation of the ancestor of the Qianyuan Sacred Palace, why are there five sects competing for it?"

"Senior laughed." The old beggar shook his head and said, "The identity of Lingzhu is already a matter of the previous life. What does it have to do with this life? That Yanming has the spirituality of Lingzhu in his body, so he has wonderful comprehension and aptitude. It is also top-notch. All the five sects want to accept him as a disciple, and only then has the matter of'five sects to save Yanming'."

　　 After listening to Liang Yan, he still asked in a puzzled manner: "Even if what you said is true, but the masters in the imperial palace are like clouds, how can you send you a monk from the late stage of foundation building to accept disciples?"

　　The old beggar glanced at him, and suddenly smiled: "Senior probably has been away for many years? I don't seem to know the heinous disaster that happened in Nanchui fifty years ago?"

　　 Liang Yan's heart moved when he heard it, and he motioned to him with his eyes and continued.

　　 The old beggar didn't sell the pass, and continued: "Fifty years ago, the'Nine Youmeng' who was dormant in Nanchui suddenly attacked the Five Great Sects at the same time."

　　 "The monk war they launched has been premeditated for a long time, and each sect has their eyeliner, plus five powerful masters of the Profound Realm presided over the battle, and once suppressed the cultivators of the five major sects."

　　 "The battle was extremely tragic. We waited for the sect of the sacred place to be bloody, and the monks of various factions were killed and injured. If it were not for the help of a mysterious old man riding a donkey, I am afraid that the five great sects may not be able to survive.

"But even so, the five great sects are still badly injured, the elders of the Tongxuan realm of each faction are seriously injured and retreat, and the golden core realm and the disciples of the Juyuan realm have also been killed and injured more than half... ....."

　　 Liang Yan heard this and couldn't help but interject and ask: "Do you know the Yuxuanji of Yungangzong, he didn't fall in that monk battle, right?"

　　 "You mean the peak master of Guanyu Peak?"

The old beggar thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "As far as I know, among the eight peaks of Yungang, only the three peak owners of Tiance Peak, Chaoyang Peak and Guanyu Peak survived. As for the peak owners of the other peaks, , All fell in that battle."

　　 Hearing that Yu Xuanji is still alive, Liang Yan's tight heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 The old beggar saw him look weird and didn't know what he was thinking, so he could only go on and say:

"The five great sects' vitality was severely injured. The elders of the Golden Core Realm and the Juyuan Realm disciples were all killed and injured. It was difficult to recover their vitality after so many years. Can send the disciples in the foundation-building period to accept disciples. It depends on which family has this fate and can tell Yan Ming to make him apprentice willingly."

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Liang Yan smiled and said: "No wonder you just pretended to be a ghost in Yan's Mansion, because you wanted to catch a good apprentice!"

After hearing this, the old beggar couldn't help but blushed, and said with a sneer: "Yan Ming, this stinky boy, has a nerve in his head. He just refuses to believe in cultivation. He only knows to read the books of sages and sages every day. And the five of us have agreements , Can't use too radical means, in desperation, the old way has no choice but to make this."

　　 "Have you tried the other four cases?" Liang Yan asked curiously.

　　 "I tried, and none of them are any better than me. They were either swept out by this stinky boy, or scolded to make smoke." The old beggar said with some annoyance.

　　 Liang Yan sounded a little funny, and said: "Since none of you have the fate to move him, then it seems that no one can get this apprentice."

"That's not necessarily! The five of us have made an agreement. If he is still stubborn after seven days, then he will be taken away forcibly. As for which faction we belong to, it is up to the five of us to fight in Tanxi Lake outside Kyoto. Decided."

After Liang Yan heard this, he thought to himself in his heart: "I don't know which disciple of my Yungang sect is here? Now that the five upper sects have agreed, and only the disciples of the foundation-building period will come forward to fight, I would not be able to intervene in it. ..... But it’s okay to check it out after seven days. If they bully the less, then I don’t want to preside over'justice'."

　　 What he thought in his heart, it is naturally impossible to tell the old beggar, but he smiled and said, "Thank you for your notice."

　　 The old beggar laughed, and was about to say more scenes, but saw that the gray-clothed boy in front of him turned around and disappeared in front of him the next moment.

Looking at the empty alley, the old beggar's heart was slightly hairy, and he thought to himself: "This person's supernatural powers are unfathomable...I am afraid that he has reached the level of the master. Yungangzong has a name and a surname. There are only a few of his disciples, how come I don’t remember one that matches this person?"

　　 Liang Yan would naturally not pay attention to what the old beggar was thinking. At this moment, the person had already appeared a few miles away.

　　 In fact, his purpose of entering Beijing this time is to lower the demons. The most important thing is to have a look at his acquaintance.

　　............

　　 The Imperial City of Kyoto is at the center of the entire city. With Liang Yan’s current cultivation base, he will not disturb anyone at all. He has already entered the imperial city in just half a cup of tea.

　　 When he entered the palace for the first time, he was still the patrol envoy of the Yungangzong, but now he has revisited his old place, but he has some emotion.

　　 "If I remember correctly, the study room where Wan Rou usually deals with memorials should be in this position..."

　　 Liang Yan followed the direction in his memory and soon came to a vermilion attic.

　　 However, to his surprise, the attic seemed to have been dusty for a long time, and even some dust had accumulated on the eaves.

　　 Liang Yan shook his heart, faintly having a bad premonition.

　　 He walked quickly into the attic courtyard and looked up, only to see that the plaque that was supposed to have the three characters "Royal Study Room" had been replaced with "Xianhuangdian"!

　　 The three words "Xianhuangdian" are like a thunderbolt that made him stay for a while.

"No, it won't...I left the pill at the beginning, not to mention that it can prolong life, at least it can be a hundred years old without disease, how can it be......... ..."

　　 Liang Yan muttered to himself, while reaching out and pushing open the dusty wooden door.

　　 squeak...

　　 As the wooden door slowly opened, I saw a figure sitting in the center of the study, wearing a goose yellow dress, elegant and refined.

　　 While stroking the Changqin, he looked at the people outside the house intently. "She" kept this posture, as if waiting for a reunion across time.

　　 Liang Yan had a moment of trance in his mind, as if he saw the gentle and graceful girl from the past, smiling and playing for herself.

　　 However, all this is nothing but a dream.

　　 Sitting at the desk is a statue.

The woman portrayed by 　　 still looks like Double Ten Fanghua, wearing the same clothes as when Liang Yan first met in Beijing, as if she wanted to turn that moment of that year into eternity.

　　 "Her" has a smile at the corner of her mouth. She seems to know that one day the person she longs for will return here, so "Her" eyes are always looking at the door, so that she can see him for the first time.

　　Although he had heard "Xianhuang" from others in Kuchan Temple before, Liang Yan still had a trace of luck in his heart. He didn't even question those people, he just wanted to verify it personally through his own eyes.

　　 Now that he sees Yi Ren's portrait here, he is completely dead.

　　 Liu Wanrou is his only surviving blood relative in this world. Although he has no love for this woman, he has blood thicker than water.

　　 Since knowing his life experience, this trace of blood is almost his only thought in the world, and with the death of Liu Wanrou, this thought no longer exists.

　　 Liang Yan suddenly felt a little depressed. He slowly sat down in front of Liu Wanrou's statue, and remembered the past bit by bit in his mind.

　　 The two people have not been together for a long time, and each meeting is only a short time, but it does not take long to know each other.

　　 From the tacit cooperation in the teahouse when he was young, this gentle and graceful woman left a deep impression on him.

　　 Later in the changes of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, this woman is even more in danger, and she is willing to go to danger. Her temperament is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, just like a sword that is rather unyielding.

　　 "I came back late..."

　　 Liang Yan sat in front of the statue and sighed softly.

　　 Although he left a lot of medicine at the beginning, Liu Wanrou had no spiritual roots after all, but a mortal. Moreover, her physique was too weak, and in the end she had not survived life and death.

　　 There are too many uncertain things in this world. After all, a mortal body still has to face life and death. Even if he is a cultivator who is already on the way, he might be dead one day.

　　 Liang Yan was full of emotions, looking at the statue of the woman in front of him, he fell into a deep silence for a while...

　　............

　　 I don’t know how long it took, and suddenly a young girl in brocade and beautiful clothes appeared outside the attic.

　　 The young girl combed two ponytails, and her big smart eyes kept looking around, seeming to have a guilty conscience as a thief.

　　 She didn't enter through the front entrance of the compound either. Instead, she came in from the wall behind. After surveying the surroundings again, she tiptoed open the wooden door.

　　 The moment the wooden door opened, a trace of excitement flashed across her face, but the next moment she was stunned.

　　Because in front of the statue of the first emperor, there is actually a man in gray sitting on the ground!

"who are you?!"

　　 The girl in Jinyi couldn't help shouting in a low voice. Although she could only see one back, the other person still felt a little familiar to her.

　　 She asked, but the gray-clothed man looked like a clay sculpture, still facing her back and ignored her.

　　 "Hey, ask you! Why don't you talk?"

　　 A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the girl in Jinyi, and then she shouted: "Don't you know where this is? How dare you enter the Palace of the First Emperor?"

　　 answered her, there was still only one back, and a long silence.

　　 "Isn't he a fool?"

　　A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the girl in Jinyi, she lifted up her steps, and walked forward on tiptoe.

　　 Ten steps, five steps, three steps...

　　 The gray-clothed man in front of her was getting closer and closer, and when she took the last step, she could finally see half of the person's face.

　　 is no stranger to the girl with this face, because she saw it just half a day ago.

"It's you!"

　　 The girl in Jinyi couldn't help but screamed. The next moment, she no longer cared about the fact that she sneaked in here, she yelled:

　　 "Yes! Assassin! Guest!"