The Green Gourd Sword Fairy Chapter 1358

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Inside the stone room, five-color rays of light burst out, and a powerful force of space surged out.

In fact, the colorful futon is not a magic weapon, nor is it a rare elixir, but an entrance to space transmission.

Liang Yan saw this clearly earlier than Xuanxuan.

Because he hides in a dark place, the so-called authorities are obsessed, and bystanders are clear, which is exactly the case.

Moreover, Xiao Jiu is extremely sensitive to the power of space. Almost at the moment when the colorful futon appeared, he had already fed back his induction to Liang Yan.

It is precisely because of this that Liang Yan was able to take a step ahead of Xuanxuan and make a crucial decision!

He took advantage of Xuanxuan's observation of the colorful futon just now, when he was in shock, he used the invisible feature of the fixed lightsaber to make a sneak attack from the rear.

Although this sword is tricky and ruthless, Liang Yan does not think that he can kill Xuanxuan. After all, the top ten talents have their own means. If this person can enter the third floor of the Thousand Machines Magic Pagoda first, there must be him. The extraordinary and life-saving means.

Therefore, Liang Yan's sword was just to distract the opponent's attention.

And he himself, under the cover of the Tianji Pearl, quickly approached Xuanxuan, and finally crossed the top of his head and jumped on the colorful futon one step ahead.

Sure enough, the moment he stood on his feet, a powerful force of space erupted from the inside of the multicolored futon, which instantly enveloped his figure.

Xuan Xuan also came to his senses at this time, knowing that this multicolored futon was probably the entrance to the treasure left by the Yunhua layman, and the chance that he had kowtowed a hundred times regardless of his shame would be taken first by others!

He roared angrily, and the breath on his body climbed to the extreme, no less than the terrifying coercion of a catastrophe in the Transformation Realm spread out, and rushed towards Liang Yan's position.

However, before Xuanxuan approached, the extremely bright rays of light suddenly dimmed, the colorful futon disappeared, and Liang Yan's figure also disappeared in the rays of light...... .

"Liang Yan, you and I are at odds!"

Xuanxuan's frantic cry still echoed in his ears, but unfortunately Liang Yan could no longer see his angry expression, nor could he hear his next vicious curse.

At this moment, Liang Yan was being enveloped by a force of space, the surrounding scenery turned into a corridor of stars, and at the end of the corridor, a grass hut appeared.

In the grass hut, there is the sound of reading aloud, the voice is warm and refreshing.

"Anyone else?"

Liang Yan frowned, stood in the space passage, and did not act rashly.

Inside the thatched cottage, no one seemed to be obsessed with scriptures. When I read the rise, I actually compiled the scriptures into a song.

Liang Yan stopped and listened for a while, and found that there was a hint of the avenue in the song.

After a while, the singing paused, and a young man's voice came from the grass hut:

"Since Xiaoyou entered this place, why did you stop?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan's expression didn't change, but he just said in a daze, "If the enemy is not divided, how dare you act rashly?"

"Ha ha!"

There was a chuckle from the grass hut, and the song started again. The song said:

"If you have a friend from afar, it is like returning home. The grass hut is full of golden brilliance. When you sit down and drink tea, discuss the mystery. The three thousand avenues are in the wine!"

"Oh?"

When Liang Yan heard this person's singing, he raised his brows and said slowly, "According to you, we are friends rather than enemies? But I don't know who your Excellency is, and where is this place?"

Although he had already guessed, Liang Yan still wanted to hear the other party's answer.

After a while, the voice in the grass hut sounded again, this time with a bit of a smile: "You kid, you are so cautious, don't you want my inheritance? Why did you stop here?"

"Sure enough!"

Liang Yan received the reply from the other party, which further verified the conjecture in his heart. The voice in the grass hut came from the owner of the cave, the master Yunhua!

However, this matter is too unbelievable. You must know that the Tianji Pavilion has been destroyed for many years, and the Yunhua layman also left a last word, saying that he failed to survive the calamity and sat in a cave, how could he still appear in this grass hut? sound?

Could it be that, like Lao Jin, he used some kind of container to keep his soul?

Liang Yan thought about it for a while, and felt that the possibility of this was very small. The reason why Lao Jin was able to live to the present was all due to the "Taoist"'s penetrating means. If Layman Yunhua had such a means, how could he fail to overcome the calamity?

"Tianji Pavilion has been destroyed for many years. As an ancient person, why is the senior still alive in the world? Could it be that the senior has experienced calamity and sanctification and immortality?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

"Sanctification..."

The voice in the grass hut was indifferent for a long time, and suddenly he sighed softly, as if there was too much unwillingness.

"The weight of these two words is too heavy. Countless people have wasted their whole lives, and in the end they still die in disasters... This seat was considered a small talent back then. Years of foundation building, 100 years of golden elixir, 300 years of penetrating mysteries, by the time I entered the realm of robbery, it was only 700 years of spring and autumn. It's a pity that I have progressed so fast, but I still can't escape the three disasters and nine disasters. In the end, I still lost the practice of this life......"

Although his voice was calm, Liang Yan could hear the sadness in his tone, and he couldn't help feeling a little sighed in his heart.

At this time, the voice in the grass hut sounded again: "Little friend, you can enter this place, which means that you have already performed a hundred kowtows in my inheritance cave, whether you are a descendant of my Tianji Pavilion or not, you are qualified to accept mine. Heritage treasures."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the Caolu had slowly opened, revealing the scene inside the house.

I saw a young Confucian scholar, with eyes like stars, picturesque eyebrows, red hair, and holding a volume of books in his hand, which was almost exactly the same as the portrait he had seen in the cave before.

Seeing this person appear, a strange color flashed in Liang Yan's eyes.

The other party obviously misunderstood, and it was not himself who performed the 100-kow salute, but Xuanxuan who stayed in the cave. . . . .

But of course he won't explain this kind of thing, the next moment, his face has returned to normal.

"Since the seniors are kindly invited, the juniors will be disrespectful."

Liang Yan did not refuse, and walked slowly into the grass hut.

There is not much space inside the cottage, with only one square table and two futons. Liang Yan sat down opposite the layman Yunhua and looked at the other side secretly.

As the distance got closer, Liang Yan found that the Yunhua layman in front of him did not seem to be a living person, but rather a portrait, which seemed to have no vitality.

"Hehe, my little friend must have seen it too. The real layman Yunhua has already sat down, and I'm just a wisp of spiritual consciousness he left here."

"A wisp of spiritual sense?" Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Tianji Pavilion is an ancient sect that has been destroyed for many years. How could senior have such a means to preserve a wisp of spiritual sense to this day?"

"Hehe, this is the mystery of our Confucianism organization's art of creating things."

Layman Yunhua smiled, his right sleeve was raised, and a colorful and exquisite jade pendant immediately appeared on the table.

"This is the 'Heavenly Treasure Jade'. It is a treasure that I have refined by combining the wisdom of the predecessors of the Tianji Pavilion and exhausting what I have learned in my life. It can gradually grow by swallowing the organ puppet, and it can also become a swallowed puppet. Help you defend against the enemy."

"There is such a treasure!"

A hint of doubt flashed in Liang Yan's eyes.

If according to what this person said, isn't this precious jade an omnipotent puppet, as long as it eats enough, it can become any desired organ puppet?

"Hehe, of course this is just an assumption. After all, I haven't seen the advancement of the 'Heavenly Treasure Jade' myself. Back then, I created the 'Heavenly Treasure Jade', my original intention was to help me save the calamity, but unfortunately I was waiting for it in the end. A calamity caused this treasure to be useless. But after my death, a ray of spiritual consciousness was preserved by it, and it has continued to this day..."

"I see........."

Liang Yan nodded slightly, thought for a while and then said: "Could it be that the heritage treasure mentioned by the predecessors in the cave is the 'Heavenly Workmanship Treasure' in front of him?"

"Not bad! You and I are destined. Since the little friend has kowtowed a hundred times and performed the gift of master and apprentice, of course this treasure will be given to the little friend. It's just..."

When Yunhua said this, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Liang Yan knew for a long time that things must not be so simple. At this time, he smiled slightly, and said: "Senior, if you have something to say, you can say it directly. If it is something that is within your power, you can achieve your wish."

"Okay! I want you to help me kill someone, to be precise, a puppet."

"Puppet?" Liang Yan raised his brows, looking a little surprised.

"Hehe, it's the gatekeeper puppet of this floor, the Boundless God Monarch!"

Hearing this answer, Liang Yan was even more surprised. You must know that this is the Thousand Machines Magic Pagoda, and the puppets guarding the gate are the creations of the monks of the Tianji Pavilion. As a disciple of the Tianji Pavilion, why did the layman Yunhua want to destroy this floor by himself? Guard puppet?

"This 'Wuya Divine Sovereign', could it be that he has something to do with his predecessors?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

Layman Yunhua shook his head and sighed sadly.

"You're wrong, not only did I have no festivals with him, we even had some friendship in the early years. In fact, his real name was 'Wu Ya Ke', and it was made by my seniors of the Tianji Pavilion. Later, the Tianji Pavilion was destroyed. During the years, some changes have taken place in his mind, and he actually tried to cultivate as a puppet and changed his name to 'Wuya Shenjun'."

The remarks of layman Yunhua surprised Liang Yan to the extreme.

Although he is not proficient in puppet art, he also has basic common sense. When a puppet is made, its magical power is fixed and will not increase with age.

It is a well-known fact that puppets cannot cultivate.

Why does this Boundless Divine Sovereign do it when he knows he can't do it?

"Senior, how can a puppet cultivate? This is impossible!" Liang Yan expressed his opinion.

"You're right, but it's a pity that 'Shenjun Wuya' doesn't think so..."

Master Yunhua sighed and said: "He thinks that the reason why puppets can't cultivate is because there is no human race that is blessed with twelve serious and extraordinary meridians. To make the same meridians as the human race. For this, he needs a lot of materials to do experiments, but there are no living people in the magic tower, so he can only focus on those corpses...... "

"Corpse?"

When Liang Yan heard this, he immediately understood.

He felt a little strange before, how could the Confucian sect in the Heavenly Secret Pavilion put such a deformed flesh-and-blood monster in the Thousand Machine Magic Pagoda?

Now it seems that I guessed correctly. After a long time, the palace of the mountain has already changed. These flesh-and-blood monsters are not left over from the past, but were deliberately made.

It's just that he didn't expect that those who made these monsters were actually the guards of the third floor!

Layman Yunhua glanced at Liang Yan and realized what he had guessed, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that little friend has seen that kind of monster before, yes, those are the handwriting of Wuya Shenjun."

After saying this, layman Yunhua paused for a moment and sighed: "Actually, the 'Palace of the Mountain' is not only the trial ground for our core disciples of the Tianji Pavilion, but also the long-term resting place of those who died... ........Tianji Pavilion has had such a tradition since ancient times. Except for those monks who died unexpectedly, some fellow disciples who felt that their time was approaching or had no hope of surviving the calamity would choose to sit here and leave their inheritance caves. ."

"Most of them are like me, and have set up restrictions on examinations in the cave. Only the descendants who have passed the examination can get their inheritance. However, these examinations are all aimed at the junior disciples of the Tong Xuan realm. , Of course, he couldn't stop God Monarch Wuya. In order to achieve his goal, he has been digging graves all these years, digging up the bodies of the monks who have been sitting in the Tianji Pavilion, and splicing them onto the puppets he made, Trying to create a puppet with 'pseudo meridians'..."

Liang Yan heard half of it, and suddenly remembered the stone palace he encountered along the way.

Those palaces are big and small. Although the divine sense cannot spy on them, he can feel that there are very powerful restrictions in each palace.

Because of the limited consciousness and the suppressing power that enveloped the entire mountain peak, he did not go to those palaces to find out. In retrospect, these palaces should be the places where the monks of the Tianji Pavilion were sitting, and they were also legacy left.

"...In order not to let the Lord Wuya continue to destroy the remains of the same sect in Tianji Pavilion, I would like to ask you for help, as long as the little friend can make a big oath, find the Lord Wuya after going out, and put the If he eradicates it, this seat immediately presents the 'Heavenly Workmanship Jade' with both hands!"

After Yunhua had finished speaking, he stared at Liang Yan with bright eyes, obviously looking forward to his answer.

Liang Yan was very calm and did not answer immediately, but asked his own question first:

"Senior, what kind of strength is this Wuya Divine Monarch?"

After hearing this, layman Yunhua touched his chin and said slowly: "When he was created, he had the strength to overcome one disaster and three disasters in the realm of calamity. Logically speaking, a puppet cannot increase its strength on its own, but this does not matter. Ya Shenjun is an outlier, and it is hard to say what his strength is now."

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