Chapter 1810 Discussion (Part 2)

When Liang Yan saw the mountain god chasing after him, a look of solemnity appeared on his face. He turned around and activated his sword skills. The Mayfly Sword Pill and the Purple Thunder Sword Pill were shot out at the same time, slashing at the nearest mountain god.

Seeing that the two natal sword pills appeared, Fan Qingzhou no longer had any doubts, and secretly activated the "Chongyuan Monument". The green light restraint blocked the front, and nine mountain gods pursued him from behind. They were bound to intercept him with lightning urgency.

Liang Yan was quickly stopped and was once again trapped in a tight siege.

However, his expression has changed. It is no longer as solemn as before, but has a hint of teasing.

Fan Qingzhou saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, feeling something was wrong.

Sure enough, the beleaguered Liang Yan laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Fan has sent us off thousands of miles away. It's hard to refuse such kindness. In this case, Liang will put his name on your Chongyuan Monument today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Fan Qingzhou hurriedly looked at the other Liang Yan, and saw that this man was going up the mountain from the southwest at an extremely fast speed. He was already almost at the top of the mountain, and it was impossible for the nine mountain gods to catch up.

In desperation, he could only activate the "Chongyuan Monument" and emit a large green light in an attempt to slow down Liang Yan.

But Liang Yan sacrificed the "Yin-Yang Blood Talisman" above his head, and a lot of the surrounding restraining power was dissolved by a layer of blood light. In addition, the sword energy opened the way in front, and it was really overwhelming and could not be stopped.

In just a moment, Liang Yan reached the top of the mountain and saw a stone tablet that was as bright as a mirror, simple and extraordinary. He knew it was Fan Qingzhou's magic weapon: the Chongyuan tablet!

He was not polite. He pointed his right hand into a sword and wrote on the wordless tablet. He soon left a line of writing.

Then the light emerged again and floated away. The green light around him seemed to come to see him off, sending him hundreds of miles away.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, I accept it!"

Fan Qingzhou heard the laughter and looked at the Chongyuan Monument on the top of the mountain. He saw a line of big characters, which was exactly: "Liang Yan is here for a visit!"

"This boy!"

The corners of Fan Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he no longer looked as calm as before.

Monks at their level all value their reputation. Although Liang Yan didn't leave many words, it made him lose face in front of the Eight Great Ascendants.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have done it in secret. Instead, I would have been more open and aboveboard."

Fan Qingzhou sighed secretly, feeling helpless. After all, he was the one who made the small move first, secretly activating the magic weapon to strengthen the restriction, otherwise Liang Yan would not be so unkind.

"That's all."

Fan Qingzhou glanced at Liang Yan and sighed: "There is no false scholar under the great reputation. Sect Master Liang is indeed extraordinary. Fan has passed this test."

After saying that, he raised his hand and put the Chongyuan Monument into his sleeve, then sat down on the bluestone board again without saying anything more.

Although there was no spark in this first level of assessment, the eight great Yasages could understand it clearly and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

You must know that the "Chongyuan Monument" is Fan Qingzhou's magic weapon. He used this treasure as soon as he came up, obviously not intending to let it go. Although the two did not really fight, they could still see that Liang Yan was extraordinary.

"Although this boy is only in the realm of overcoming five difficulties, he has the capital to fight against Ya Sheng. At least he will not be defeated within thirty moves." Most of the people gave this evaluation.

There was only one person with a strange expression on his face. He stared at Liang Yan for a long time and suddenly said, "Sect Master Liang, I have a level of Taoism, and I would like to ask fellow Taoists to try it."

The person who spoke was none other than Zuo Lin from Shenxiao Mountain.

Liang Yan guessed what he was thinking and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, you can come up with any questions."

"good!"

Zuo Lin didn't say much, raised his sleeves and fixed a Tai Chi diagram in mid-air.

"This is the 'Infinite Thunder Light Diagram'. If you can persist in the diagram for a quarter of an hour, you will be deemed to have passed the test." Zuo Lin said slowly.

After hearing this, Liang Yan raised his head and looked at the Tai Chi diagram in mid-air. He saw lightning flashing in the picture and electric snakes surrounding it. It was obvious that there was powerful thunder power contained in it.

"It seems that Zuo Lin saw the clue and wanted to use this picture to test me."

Liang Yan knew clearly in his heart that during the fight just now, he had used the "Tianzi Sword Technique". Although he integrated Nangong Xiao's "Supernatural Seal" into the sword pill, which made the evil-killing divine thunder and the sword light merge, ordinary people It's hard to see the clues, but Zuo Lin, as the sub-sage of Shenxiao Mountain, must have had his doubts.

However, even if he knew that the other party was suspicious, Liang Yan was not afraid, laughed loudly, and entered the picture calmly.

Entering the "Infinite Thunder Light Diagram", you will see a white area inside, surrounded by a sea of ​​chaotic clouds, and there is a thunder pool deep in the sea of ​​clouds. Countless lightning crackles, as if the unfathomable power of thunder has been condensed.

"It is indeed the evil-killing divine thunder!"

Liang Yan saw the lightning in the thunder pool from a distance, and immediately judged that these thunderbolts came from the same source as his Evil-Slaying God Thunder.

Taoist Zuo Lin has practiced for thousands of years and has condensed the evil-killing divine thunder to the point of purity and flawlessness. When combined with the secret spells of Shenxiao Mountain, it can be said to be infinitely powerful.

He was determined to test Liang Yan, so he did not hold anything back. The mysterious power in his body was running, and he used the secret method of Shenxiao Mountain to activate the "Wunding Thunder Light Diagram", causing the thunder pool in the diagram to condense an infinite amount of evil-killing divine thunder, which was almost as powerful as Taoist Yu Zuolin took action personally!

Boom!

There was just a loud noise, and the lightning in the thunder pool rose into the sky, turning into thousands of thunderbirds, rushing towards Liang Yan in a mighty force.

"Master Zuo Lin is unwilling to let me go!"

Liang Yan smiled and didn't care. He just pointed his hand and the Purple Thunder Sword Pill rose into the sky. The "Sword Seal of the Divine Sky" contained in it was activated, and a surge of imperial pressure swept out!

At this moment, time seemed to pause for a moment.

All the thunderbirds fell into a daze on the spot. After a moment, these thunderbirds actually crawled under the Purple Thunder Sword Pill, seemingly without any intention of attacking.

"really!"

Liang Yan saw this scene and nodded secretly.

Regardless of the evil-killing divine thunder, the Taiyin divine thunder or the Wugou divine thunder, they are all passed down from Nangong Xiao's lineage. His Divine Xiao seal is the Emperor of Thunder, commanding the three armies.

Although Liang Yan did not learn Nangong Xiao's Taoism, he directly integrated Nangong Xiao's "Supernatural Seal" into his own sword pills. Therefore, when these thunderbolts meet his sword pills, it is like an apprentice meeting his master. Where is the temper?

With just one move, all the thunder and lightning in the "Wuding Thunder Diagram" were destroyed!

Liang Yan moved his hand again, and the surrounding clouds and fog automatically parted, and a passage appeared in the void, as if to welcome him to leave.

"Go!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped into the void and walked into the space passage.

At this moment, the nine sub-sages outside all looked at the Tai Chi Diagram, each with their own thoughts in mind.

"Liang Yan is indeed a genius. He has overcome five difficulties and is able to leave his name on the Chongyuan Monument. But he wonders if he can pass the test of Zuo Lin?" Wu Ci said secretly.

"Not necessarily." Gu Tian's dull voice sounded: "Old Taoist Zuo Lin is famous for his ruthlessness. Although Fan Qingzhou's 'Chongyuan Monument' is also difficult to deal with, at least there is no risk to his life. 'Wuding Lei Guang Tu' But it is the most valuable thing to kill, and Liang Yan is afraid of his own life, so he may not be able to let go."

"Haha." Liu Changshou said with a smile through the sound transmission: "General Gu, you underestimate Liang Yan too much, and you want to stump him with just a 'Undetermined Thunder Light Picture'? I guess Sect Master Liang can survive a quarter of an hour." !”

Just as he was talking, the Tai Chi Diagram in mid-air suddenly bloomed with rays of light, and then the space split open, clouds and mist drifted, and a figure walked on the clouds and slowly walked out of the Tai Chi Diagram.

"It's Liang Yan!"

"Why did you come out?"

"Can't survive even ten breaths?"

Wu Ci, Gu Tian, ​​and Liu Changshou were all shocked, especially Liu Changshou. He was praising Liang Yan just now and predicted that he would be able to survive a quarter of an hour in the picture. He didn't expect that he would be able to survive for only about ten breaths after entering. Was kicked out.

Everyone didn't think too much. They just thought that Liang Yan couldn't stand Zuo Lin's thunder method and quit Tai Chi early to save his life.

Only Zuo Lin's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"You! How did you break my 'Wuding Lightning Diagram'?!"

"hehe."

Liang Yan chuckled lightly, moved his hand, and the Tai Chi diagram floated down in mid-air and landed in the palm of his hand.

"Fellow Taoist's 'Uncertain Thunder Light Diagram' is indeed mysterious, but it's a pity that it can't trap Liang. It's useless for me to keep this diagram. It's better to return it to its original owner."

After speaking, he threw the picture away and threw it back to Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin caught the "Infinite Thunder Light Diagram", his consciousness swept away, and he was even more shocked.

All the evil-killing divine thunder inside turned into thunderbirds, crawling near the thunder pool, as if they had just worshiped the king and still didn't dare to move.

"How is this possible for you?"

Zuo Lin's face became extremely gloomy, his eyes swept over Liang Yan, and finally said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Liang, I am not an old man who wants to find out your details, but I think you seemed to have something when you passed the first level just now. The sword technique uses the power of the evil-killing divine thunder?"

When Liang Yan saw him asking, he nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, it's the evil-killing divine thunder."

"I wonder where you learned this from?" Zuo Lin narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

"It's in Shennong's tomb in Juntian City!"

Liang Yan did not intend to hide it, and said calmly: "The relationship between Shennong Tuo and Nangong Xiao must be recorded on your Shenxiao Mountain. Back then, Senior Nangong knew that his end was coming, so he used a ray of remnant soul to carry his body to the Langhuan Continent. It is now Juntian City, and the inheritance has been left there. By luck, Liang received the inheritance from Shennong’s lineage, and at the same time, he also received the inheritance from Senior Nangong.”

"What? You found the body of our sect's ancestor?!" Zuo Lin's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his face became excited.

"Senior Nangong's body is in Shennong's tomb, and Shennong's tomb is in Juntian City."

"Juntian City is one of the two most mysterious places among the seven mountains and twelve cities."

Liang Yan knew Zuo Lin's thoughts and smiled slightly: "When I left Juntian City, the Lord of Juntian City promised me that if a war broke out, he would also join the camp against Tiangong City, so you still have a chance. Welcome back the remains of our ancestor. But I personally think that if Senior Nangong knew about it, he would probably want to be buried next to Shennong Tuo."

"Understood"

When Zuo Lin heard this, he took a deep breath, with a relieved expression on his face.

At first, when he saw Liang Yan using the evil-killing divine thunder, he thought he had used some means to secretly steal the secrets of Shenxiao Mountain. This was a serious matter that would never end!

You must know that the sects of Antarctic Immortal Continent are very deep, and the secrets of each sect are regarded as secrets that are not passed down. Even within Shenxiao Mountain, there are only a few people who are qualified to learn the three major divine thunders. How can they tolerate an outsider? Stealing lessons?

But after listening to Liang Yan's explanation, I felt that it was reasonable. Nangong Xiao and Shennong Tuo had a close relationship. Although they were not related by blood, they were like father and son, and they were of the same blood. Before Nangong Xiao died, he chose to be buried in Shennong Tuo's tomb. It is also very possible.

Since Liang Yan has learned the "Shennong Emperor Sutra", it is not surprising that he has obtained Nangong Xiao's true biography. From a certain perspective, Liang Yan is the orthodox lineage of Shenxiao Mountain.

"Old Taoist, I've been overthinking it. Sect Master Liang has obtained the true inheritance of Patriarch Nangong, and it is indeed Shenxiao's orthodoxy. There is no such thing as stealing the technique. However, I still have a ruthless request, and I hope Sect Master Liang can agree to it."

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me." Liang Yan said with a smile.

"Since fellow Taoist has already become an honorary elder of Yuzhu Mountain, why not also come to our Shenxiao Mountain and become an honorary elder?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Liang Yan was slightly startled, but even the other eight sub-sages were also surprised.

The Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities have always been wary of each other. There has never been a situation where one person joined two forces at the same time. But now, Liang Yan has broken this rule. He is not only the master of Bihai Palace in Wushuang City, but also the representative of Yuzhu Mountain. The sect leader also wants to become the honorary elder of Shenxiao Mountain.

"This guy has three jobs, he is on good terms with Ten Thousand Beast Mountain and Xuanyuan City, and he also has the son of the city lord of Enyu Wanggui City. If he is allowed to enter the Xuanxin Palace, will he not be able to rule over him from now on?" Ji Sheng The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, already secretly calculating in his heart.

Liang Yan understood Zuo Lin's thoughts, because he had received the inheritance from Nangong Xiao, and he didn't know what it was, so he recruited himself into Shenxiao Mountain first, and then tried to find ways to get some benefits from him in the future.

"It's too early to say this now. Let's discuss it later." Liang Yan smiled slightly, with a noncommittal expression.

Zuo Lin nodded and said nothing more. He just nodded and said calmly: "The old way has passed. The Shenxiao Mountain lineage fully supports Sect Leader Liang's entry into the Xuanxin Palace."

"Amitabha!"

As soon as Zuo Lin finished speaking, he heard the name of the Buddha and saw the Great Suffering Venerable sitting on the lotus platform. He slowly said: "Sect Master Liang is indeed a young hero. I also come to give it a try. I wonder if you can dig out my Palm."

While speaking, a big old hand stretched out from his sleeve, and the Buddha's light suddenly shone in the quiet valley!

Liang Yan looked up and saw countless bright Sanskrit words shining on the five fingers of this big hand. It seemed that every word contained Buddhist principles. In the palm of his hand, there seemed to be Buddhist mantras flashing past, turning into Thirty-six layers of golden light swept out.

These thirty-six layers of golden light shone layer by layer, erasing the surrounding world inch by inch, and in a trance, the world actually changed.