Chapter 2029 Gathering

Ni Jiayue returned to Liang Yan's body, and only Wu Nian and Liang Yan were left in the barrier.

"Where is the prison where Master is being held? When will we set off?" Liang Yan asked impatiently.

"not busy."

Wu Nian smiled slightly: "Brother Linghu's 'Qing Ming Xin' was divided into four parts. You are one of the heirs. You might as well take advantage of this rare breathing opportunity to refine the 'Qing Ming Xin' first."

After hearing this, Liang Yan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine."

He sat cross-legged on the spot, looking inwards with his spiritual consciousness, and saw a blue ball of light floating above his dantian, slowly rotating.

This ball of light is much smaller than the complete "Qingming Heart", and is about the same size as the Nine Turns Golden Pill in the body. It looks smart and elegant, like a breeze and white clouds, giving people a gentle feeling.

"This is the 'Qing Ming Xin' that Lord Linghu has cultivated for 180,000 years."

Liang Yan's face was solemn, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, silently circulated his spiritual power, and began to refine the cyan ball of light.

As the spiritual power circulated for a long time, "Qing Ming Xin" gradually emitted warm power, following Liang Yan's spiritual power flowing throughout his body, leading to his limbs and bones.

Gradually, green smoke emerged from the top of Liang Yan's head, and his cultivation level gradually improved.

Wu Nian was not surprised when he saw this, and just sat quietly aside to protect him.

As time went by, Liang Yan's aura became stronger and stronger, reaching the peak after about a quarter of an hour, and could no longer improve after that.

"We have reached a bottleneck."

Liang Yan knew his situation well.

Although this "Qingming Heart" can improve his cultivation, it cannot help him overcome the bottleneck in front of him. Three disasters and nine disasters are the rules of heaven, and no one can surpass them.

Only by surviving the second disaster can his cultivation level grow again.

Somewhere in the dark, an unprecedented crisis has enveloped him!

"It seems that this time of tribulation is more dangerous than any previous one!"

Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart.

He could foresee that the disaster was coming. Although he didn't know what kind of disaster it was, judging from the current situation, it was most likely related to the Burial Emperor.

"There must be a connection between cause and effect!"

Today, Liang Yan is no longer a confused boy, and can initially perceive the laws of heaven's operation.

In addition to the most basic requirements such as understanding and xinxing, the main reason why he has been able to cultivate all the way to the current state in such a short period of time is that he was involved in Linghu Bai and Burying Emperor by accident. in the chess game.

From an unknown overseas cultivator to a high-profile chess piece in this chess game, Liang Yan can be said to have achieved enlightenment through troubled times.

If there had been no chaos in the world, and no game between Linghu Bai and Emperor Burying Heaven, there would be no Liang Yan today!

Correspondingly, Liang Yan also has to bear the consequences.

With the help of Linghu Bai's plan, he became enlightened in the chess game, but of course he will also suffer backlash, so his second disaster will be extremely difficult, and it is related to the chess game itself!

"It's a blessing, not a curse. There's no way to avoid disaster. What's supposed to come will eventually come!"

Liang Yan sighed in his heart, but he was not pessimistic because he knew that this was what he had to bear.

"The road ahead is difficult. If we can break through the sword mind state, there will be a glimmer of hope!"

Thinking of this, Liang Yan suddenly had a thought in his mind and looked inward, looking at the "Qing Ming Xin" floating above his dantian.

I saw strips of blue hair flowing inside the ball of light, exuding a strange and gentle power, like a breeze turning into clouds, which made people feel peaceful.

"This power seems to be able to repair the soul."

He immediately used the soul-splitting technique, carefully separated a ray of soul, and came near the "Qing Ming Heart". Sure enough, he felt a wonderful power that quickly merged his split soul with the original body.

This discovery made Liang Yan very happy!

You know, the last step to condense the heart of the sword is "the unification of five souls"!

Those are five completely independent souls, with no priority or affiliation. If you want to fuse them again, it is impossible for Liang Yan to do it with his own strength. He must use external objects!

Before that, he had consulted a large amount of information, but he could not find any natural and earthly treasures that could help him achieve this goal.

He never expected that the city lord, who had been cultivating the "Qing Ming Xin" for 180,000 years, could actually hope to help him achieve the unification of his five souls!

At this moment, Liang Yan's mood was very complicated.

The city lord has passed away, but the traces of his existence have not been erased. The various backup tools left behind, including "Qing Ming Xin", are still guiding the direction of his progress.

Liang Yan took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Now is not the time to condense the sword heart. Although Qing Mingxin is helping, the conditions in all aspects are only barely up to standard. Forcing it to condense would be dangerous.

Moreover, Liang Yan's method of achieving Kenshin is very unique. He needs to create a world within his body and create his own Kenshin universe. This process is very long, and even if it is successful, it will take at least several decades.

Given the current situation, we simply can’t wait that long!

"We can't break through for the time being. The first priority right now is to rescue the master and several mountain masters!"

Liang Yan thought of this and opened his eyes.

"Have you refined the 'Qingming Heart'?" Wu Nian looked over.

"Yeah." Liang Yan nodded slightly.

"Okay, it's almost time. Let's take you to see our allies."

Wu Nian smiled, then waved his hand, and the flag flag inserted in the center of the barrier immediately rose into the air and flew into his hand.

"This is the 'Jie Yin Shen Zhuang', a magic weapon of a fellow Taoist. Brother Linghu made arrangements before going to 'Daluo Dongtian'. As long as you follow the formula to activate the 'Baiyun Feixian Ding', you can be teleported to the location of the 'Jie Yin Shen Zhuang' in an instant."

"I see."

Liang Yan looked over and suddenly found that there were seven copper coin symbols on the back of the banner, which looked like the flag of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Huh?"

Before he could think about it, the gray barrier around him gradually dissipated, revealing the scene outside.

It was a cliff, and he was on a huge rock. There was a deep canyon below, winding and twisting, and it was unknown how many miles long and how many miles deep. With his spiritual power, he couldn't see the end.

"This is..."

Liang Yan was wondering, and suddenly felt a breath fluctuation not far away. Then, a voice suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Liang, you are here too!"

Hearing this voice, Liang Yan's heart moved and he turned to look.

The other side of the cliff was covered by thick fog. There were several figures in the fog, some sitting and some standing, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, a man walked out of the fog, wearing green clothes and smiling.

The moment Liang Yan saw this person, his face was slightly stunned.

He never expected that he would meet an acquaintance here, and it was his old friend in Nanchui!

"Sun Qianli? Why are you here!"

Although the appearance and temperament of this person in front of him were very different from those in the past, Liang Yan still recognized him at a glance. It was Sun Qianli who was in the same formation vein as him when he was studying Taoism in Yixing Pavilion!

"I should ask you this question. Why are you here?"

Sun Qianli looked at Liang Yan, then looked at Wu Nian behind him, and suddenly understood something. He nodded to himself and said, "It seems that this is all arranged by Senior Linghu."

As soon as the voice fell, the fog rolled behind him, and another person came towards him.

"Brother Liang!"

The person who came was none other than "Ji Lai" who had met not long ago!

"You!"

The moment he saw Ji Lai, Liang Yan felt inexplicably excited. He stared at him for a long time and even had a faint expectation.

But soon, he realized that he was overthinking.

The Ji Lai in front of him was the real Ji Lai. The city lord was dead and could never be resurrected.

Ji Lai touched his nose and said in confusion: "Brother Liang, this is not the first time we meet. Why are you staring at others? Is there something wrong with my face?"

"No."

Liang Yan retracted his gaze, and the excitement in his eyes gradually disappeared. He sighed and said: "Why are you here too?"

"After the Antarctic Fairyland was shrouded by the formation, my master and I were separated. Not long ago, we were besieged by the North Sea. At the critical moment, it was Senior Linghu who saved me and brought me here." Ji Lai briefly recounted his experience.

After listening to Liang Yan, he understood.

It seems that when Linghu Bai rescued Ji Lai, he watched part of his memory, and then pretended to be Ji Lai and sneaked into Luotian Mountain. The whole process was seamless, and even he, who was familiar with Ji Lai, was deceived.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan nodded secretly, and then looked at Sun Qianli next to him: "Brother Sun, why are you here?"

Sun Qianli smiled and said: "Of course, I was invited by Linghu Bai to break the barrier outside the Ghost Prison."

After hearing this, Liang Yan's face did not change, but he was a little surprised.

You know, this Sun Qianli is a cultivator of the same generation as himself. Although he has a special secret treasure on his body to cover up his breath, Liang Yan can roughly see that he should be in the realm of the first to second difficulties of the Transformation Realm.

If the "Ghost Prison" imprisoned those saints, how could he, a cultivator in the Transformation Realm, break the outer barrier?

Before Liang Yan could speak, Sun Qianli seemed to have guessed his thoughts and laughed, "Brother Liang misunderstood. I just agreed to help. I was not the one who actually cracked the formation."

As soon as the voice fell, the fog behind him rolled and suddenly spread to both sides, revealing a passage about ten feet wide.

Whoosh!

Something flew through the air, but it was the "Jie Yin Shen Zhuang" in Wu Nian's hand, which escaped from his control and flew into the white fog on its own.

After a while, someone laughed in the fog and said, "All the troubles are for cultivation, and the years of life and death are long. The world is all for profit, and the impermanence of gathering and separation is ultimately an illusion!"

Wu Nian had no expression on his face after hearing this, and only chanted a Buddhist name, pulled Liang Yan, and strode into the fog.

The two walked along the passage all the way to the depths of the thick fog, and saw a ten-foot square platform from a distance.

There were thirty-six stone pillars around the platform, each of which was engraved with mysterious runes. In the middle sat a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, extraordinarily luxurious!

The "Jie Yin Shen Zhuang" was floating beside him at this time, connected with his breath, and integrated into one.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Wu Nian saw this person, put his hands together, and bowed.

The man surnamed Zhong glanced at him and smiled: "Why are you alone? Where is Fellow Daoist Linghu?"

"Fellow Daoist Linghu can't come. I will preside over the affairs here." Wu Nian said lightly.

The man surnamed Zhong frowned, and then said with relief: "Well, I can only help you break the formation. As for what happens after breaking the formation, I can't help."

Wu Nian nodded: "That's enough."

While talking, there was a sudden space fluctuation in the distance, and then a strong smell of wine filled the air.

"What a good smell!"

Ji Lai's nose twitched, as if the glutton in his stomach was aroused.

Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked towards the edge of the cliff.

I saw ripples in space there, and after a while, a donkey slowly walked out of the void.

There were more than a dozen wine gourds hung around the donkey's neck, and it kept making "bang bang bang!" sounds as it walked. Sitting on its back was a sloppy Taoist with a red nose, drunken eyes, and a cynical look. .

Liang Yan knew this person!

"Senior Sanxiaozi?"

This person was the one who sealed the Yin Ming Gui Si back then. If his clones were included, he had already had a double relationship with Liang Yan.

"belch!"

Sanxiaozi burped, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Liang Yan through the gap.

"It's you. I was also curious about who Linghu Bai was interested in. It turns out to be you!"

"What? Did you disappoint your senior?" Liang Yan said with a smile.

"That's not the case, I've already seen that you are special!" Sanxiaozi said, picking up a wine gourd and drinking it.

The donkey snorted and snorted: "You can drink as much as you want. When you go back to the ancestor, you will say that you drank too much. Let's see if the ancestor punishes you."

But Sanxiaozi didn't care: "Hiccup! Ancestor wants to punish me. That's because Ancestor is blind! He doesn't care about these billions of creatures, he only cares about his own way. I see that the top of Taixuan, covered with clouds and fog, has already left. There is no humanity left in this world!”

After hearing this, the donkey's eyes changed, and he shouted: "Old drunkard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I won't care about you! Don't say that we have the same odor, and we will fly away when disaster strikes, but I have to take the first step!"

"Oh, don't, don't!"

Sanxiaozi hurriedly hugged the donkey and said with a smile: "If you run away, what will happen to my wine? I can't live without you!"

The donkey spat: "I'll sprinkle it on you sooner or later!"

This man started bickering with each other, as if no one was around, and went on and on, leaving Liang Yan, Sun Qianli and others stunned.

It can be said that Sanxiaozi is also a genuine saint, but he does not look like a saint at all. How can he be as stable as Wu Nian, he is just a rotten drunkard!

"Fellow Taoist Sanxiaozi, please do something for me." Wu Nian couldn't help but interrupt them.

"Don't worry, it's all done." Sanxiaozi pressed the donkey's mouth and replied with a smile.

"That's good."

Wu Nian felt relieved and nodded slightly.

At this moment, the rock not far away suddenly cracked open, and a huge middle-aged man wearing a purple robe walked out from the depths of the ground.

This man was dressed luxuriously, his face was pale, and he exuded an evil aura. Although he deliberately restrained it, it still made people feel palpitating.

"Are you all ready?" the visitor asked in a deep voice.