Chapter 1359 A Trace of Residual Thoughts

Within the stone chamber, five colors of rays of light burst out, and powerful space power surged out.

In fact, the colorful futon is not a magic weapon or a rare elixir, but a portal for space transmission.

Liang Yan saw this clearly earlier than Xuan Hui.

Because he is hiding in the dark, it is said that the authorities are confused but the onlookers are clear. This is exactly the case.

Moreover, Xiao Jiu was extremely sensitive to the power of space. Almost as soon as the colorful futon appeared, he had already fed back his sense to Liang Yan.

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

He had just taken advantage of the moment when Xuan Hui was observing the colorful futons and was filled with confusion, and used the invisible and traceless characteristics of the Dingguang Sword to launch a sneak attack from behind.

Although the sword was said to be tricky and ruthless, Liang Yan did not think he could kill Xuan Hui. After all, the ten geniuses each had their own methods. If this person could enter the third floor of the Thousand Machine Demonic Tower first, he must be the one to kill him. extraordinary features and life-saving means.

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

And he himself, using the cover of the Tianji Pearl, quickly approached Xuan Hui, and finally passed over his head, jumping onto the colorful futon first.

Sure enough, the moment he stood still, a powerful force of space erupted from inside the colorful futon, instantly enveloping his figure.

Xuan Hui also woke up at this time and knew that this colorful futon was probably the entrance to the treasure left by the layman Yun Hua. However, regardless of the shame, the opportunity gained by kowtowing a hundred times would be taken by someone else!

He roared angrily, and the aura on his body climbed to the extreme. The terrifying coercion no less than that of transcending a disaster in the Transformation Tribulation Realm spread out, and he rushed towards Liang Yan's location.

However, before Xuan Hao could get closer, the extremely bright glow suddenly dimmed, the colorful futon disappeared, and Liang Yan's figure also disappeared in the glow.

"Liang Yan, you and I are at odds with each other!"

Xuan Hui's crazy screams still echoed in his ears, but it was a pity that Liang Yan could no longer see his angry expression, nor could he hear his vicious curses that followed.

At this moment, Liang Yan was enveloped by a force of space. The surrounding scenery turned into a starry sky corridor, and at the end of the corridor, a thatched cottage appeared.

In the thatched cottage, the sound of reading aloud could be heard, the sound was gentle and refreshing.

"Anyone else?"

Liang Yan frowned and stood in the space passage without moving rashly.

There was no one in the thatched cottage, who seemed to be addicted to the scriptures. When I read it, I actually compiled the scriptures into a song. The song was like the breeze in the pine forest, making people drunk without drinking.

Liang Yan stopped and listened for a while, and found that there was actually a hint of Taoism in the singing.

After a while, the singing stopped, and a young man's voice came from the thatched cottage:

"Since I entered this place, little friend, why did I stop?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan's expression did not change, and he just said calmly: "We have not distinguished between friend and foe, how dare I act rashly?"

"hehe!"

A chuckle came from the thatched cottage, and the song started again, and the song said:

"Having friends from afar feels like returning home. The grass in the thatched cottage is full of golden light. I sit down to drink tea and discuss mysteries. Three thousand avenues are in the wine!"

"oh?"

Liang Yan raised his brows after hearing this man's singing, and slowly said: "According to you, we are friends rather than enemies? But I don't know who you are and what place is here?"

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

After a while, the voice in the thatched cottage 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?"

"As expected!"

Liang Yan received the other party's reply, which further confirmed his suspicion. The voice in the thatched cottage came from the owner of this cave, Layman Yunhua!

However, this matter is too incredible. You must know that Tianji Pavilion was destroyed many years ago, and layman Yunhua also left his last words, saying that he failed to survive the tribulation and died in a cave. How could he still appear in this thatched cottage? sound?

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

Liang Yan thought about it and felt that this possibility was extremely slim. The reason why Lao Jin was able to survive until now was all due to the extraordinary methods of the "Tao Seeker". If layman Yunhua had such means, how could he fail to overcome the tribulation?

"Tianji Pavilion has been destroyed for many years. As an ancient person, why can I still survive in the world? Could it be that I have experienced a tribulation and become a saint and am immortal?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

"Sanctification."

The voice in the thatched cottage was indifferent for a long time, and suddenly he sighed softly, which seemed to be filled with too much unwillingness.

"The weight of these two words is too heavy. Countless people have wasted their lives and died in disasters in the end. I was considered a little talented back then. It took fifteen years to build the foundation, one hundred years of golden elixir, and three After hundreds of years of mastering the mysteries, by the time I entered the realm of transformation and calamity, it was only seven hundred spring and autumn years. It’s a pity that I advanced so quickly, but I still couldn’t escape three disasters and nine disasters. In the end, I still failed in this life’s practice.”

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

At this time, the voice in the thatched cottage sounded again: "Little friend, the fact that you can enter this place means that you have performed a hundred kowtows in my inheritance cave. Whether you are a future disciple of my Tianji Pavilion or not, you are qualified to accept me. Inherited treasure.”

Before he finished speaking, the door of the thatched cottage slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

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

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

The other party obviously misunderstood. The one who performed the hundred-kowt ceremony was not him, but Xuan Hai who stayed in the cave.

But of course he wouldn't explain this kind of thing. The next moment, his expression returned to normal.

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

Liang Yan did not refuse and walked slowly into the thatched cottage.

The interior space of the thatched cottage was not large, with only a square table and two futons. Liang Yan sat down opposite Layman Yunhua and secretly looked at him.

As the distance got closer, Liang Yan discovered that the layman Yunhua in front of him did not seem to be a living person, but rather a portrait, which looked lifeless.

"Haha, I must have noticed it, little friend. The real layman Yunhua has passed away long ago, and I am just a wisp of his spiritual consciousness left here."

"A ray of spiritual consciousness?" Liang Yan was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Tianji Pavilion is an ancient sect that has been destroyed for many years. How can the seniors have such means to preserve a ray of spiritual consciousness to this day?"

"Haha, this is the mystery of our Confucian sect's mechanism of creation."

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

"This is the 'Tiangong Baoyu'. It is a treasure that I refined by integrating the wisdom of the seniors of Tianji Pavilion and exhausting what I have learned throughout my life. It can gradually grow by swallowing machine puppets, and it can also turn into a swallowed puppet. Help you defend yourself against the enemy."

"There is such a treasure!"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Liang Yan's eyes.

If you follow what this person said, isn't this gem a universal puppet? As long as it eats enough, it can turn into any machine puppet you want?

"Haha, of course this is just a hypothesis. After all, I have never seen the advancement of the 'Tiangong Baoyu'. When I created the 'Tiangong Baoyu', my original intention was to help me overcome the disaster. Unfortunately, what I waited for in the end was A fateful calamity made this treasure useless. But after my death, due to a strange combination of circumstances, a ray of spiritual consciousness was retained by it, which continues to this day."

"I see."

Liang Yan nodded slightly, thought for a while and then said: "Could it be that the inherited treasure that the senior left a message in the cave is the 'Tiangong Jade' in front of him?"

"That's right! You and I are destined. Since I have kowtowed a hundred times and performed the master-disciple ceremony, of course I have to give this treasure to you. It's just..."

When layman Yunhua said this, he looked like he was hesitant to speak.

Liang Yan had known for a long time that things were definitely not that simple. At this time, he smiled slightly and said calmly: "Senior, you might as well just tell me if you have something to do. If it is within my power, I can help you achieve your wish."

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

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

"Haha, it is the gatekeeper puppet of this level, Wuya Shenjun!"

Hearing this answer, Liang Yan was even more surprised. You must know that this is the Qianji Demon Tower, and the puppets guarding the gate are all created by the monks of Tianji Pavilion. As a disciple of Tianji Pavilion, why does this layman Yunhua want to destroy the people in this layer by himself? Guard puppet?

"Does this 'Wuya Divine Lord' have some trouble with his predecessors?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

Layman Yunhua shook his head and sighed sadly.

"You are wrong. Not only did he and I not have any differences, we even had some friendship in our early years. In fact, his real name was 'Wu Yake', and he was made by my senior master of Tianji Pavilion. Later, Tianji Pavilion was destroyed. This puppet has been around for a long time. Over the years, his mind has undergone some changes, and he actually tried to practice as a puppet and changed his name to 'Wuya Shenjun'."

What layman Yunhua said made Liang Yan extremely surprised.

Although he is not good at puppetry, he still has basic common sense. When a puppet is made, its magical power is fixed and will not increase over time.

It is a well-known fact that puppets cannot be cultivated.

Why does this Wuya Divine Lord do something even though he knows it is impossible to do?

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

“You are right, but it’s a pity that ‘Wuya Shenjun’ doesn’t think so.”

Layman Yunhua sighed and said: "He believes that the reason why puppets cannot cultivate is because there are no twelve regular meridians and eight extraordinary meridians that the human race is blessed with. If you want to create a puppet cultivation method, you must work hard to cultivate it in the body." Create the same meridians as the human race. To do this, he needs a lot of materials for 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 understood everything instantly.

He had felt a little strange before, how could the Confucian sect of Tianji Pavilion place such a deformed flesh and blood monster in the Thousand Machine Demon Tower?

Now it seems that his guess was correct. After a long time, the Mountain Palace has already changed. These flesh and blood monsters are not left over from the past, but were deliberately made by someone.

But he didn't expect that the people who made these monsters were actually the guards on the third floor!

Layman Yunhua glanced at Liang Yan and realized that he had guessed something, with a wry smile on his face.

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

When layman Yunhua said this, he paused slightly and sighed: "Actually, the 'Mountain Palace' is not only the place of trial for our core disciples of Tianji Pavilion, it is also the resting place for those who died in Tianji Pavilion since ancient times. With this tradition, in addition to those monks who died unexpectedly, some fellow disciples who feel that their time is coming or have no hope of overcoming the calamity will choose to sit here and leave their own inheritance cave."

"Most of them, like me, have set up assessment restrictions in the cave. Only the younger generations who pass the examination can obtain their inheritance. However, these assessments are all aimed at the younger generation disciples of Tongxuan Realm. Of course, they cannot stop them. Ya Shenjun. In order to achieve his goal, he has been digging graves over the years, digging out the corpses of the deceased monks from Tianji Pavilion, and splicing them into the puppets he made, in an attempt to create a "pseudo" Meridian's puppet."

When Liang Yan heard it, he suddenly thought of the stone palace he encountered along the way.

Those palaces ranged from big to small. Although he couldn't spy with his spiritual consciousness, he could feel that there were very powerful restrictions in each palace.

Because of his limited spiritual consciousness and the suppressive force that enveloped the entire mountain peak, he did not go to those palaces to find out what was going on at the time. Looking back now, these palaces should be the resting place of the Tianji Pavilion monks, and they are also where they are. The legacy left behind.

".In order to prevent Wuya Shenjun from continuing to destroy the remains of fellow disciples of Tianji Pavilion, I would like to ask for your help. As long as the little friend can swear an inner demon oath to find Wuya Shenjun after going out and eradicate him, I will immediately" The heavenly jade is offered with both hands!"

After Master Yunhua 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. Instead, he asked his own question first:

"Senior, what is the strength of this Wuya Divine Lord?"

After hearing this, layman Yunhua touched his chin and said slowly: "When he was originally created, he had the strength to survive one disaster and three disasters. Logically speaking, a puppet cannot increase its strength on its own, but this does not matter. Lord Ya Shen is an alien, and it’s hard for me to say what his strength is now.”

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