Chapter 208 Summoning
Five days have passed since the battle between Liang Yan and Zuo Qianyan.
The battle that day caused an uproar in the Yungang Sect. If he was only slightly famous after the incident at the Sword-making Pavilion, then after the incident at the Life and Death Platform, he can be said to be famous.
Even many disciples who had been in seclusion for many years began to inquire about Liang Yan, and the news that he was accepted as a direct disciple by Yu Xuanji spread like wildfire.
Someone with good intentions described the battle that day vividly, and guessed that Liang Yan had extraordinary qualifications, maybe a top-notch single-attribute spiritual root, and that was why Yu Xuanji took a fancy to him and accepted him as his disciple.
What's more, he boldly predicted that if Liang Yan improves his cultivation, after the original Jin Jiuzhong and others have established their foundation, he is likely to succeed them and become one of the next "Yungang Five Sons".
Of course, some people sneered at this statement, thinking that Liang Yan was an exaggeration and only superficial.
However, there are different opinions on all this, but it has nothing to do with Liang Yan.
He was sitting cross-legged in the cave at the moment, and from time to time he would create a spell with his hands and fly into a small brass cauldron in front of him. And as he penetrated the magic formula, the flame under the small cauldron also grew larger and smaller, constantly changing its intensity.
After several hours of this, I suddenly saw the small tripod swaying, and the lid of the tripod even made a knocking sound. A trace of panic flashed in Liang Yan's eyes, and the magic formula in his hand suddenly changed, and he pointed towards Xiaoding.
As a blue magic formula entered, the small cauldron gradually calmed down. Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. However, before he could do anything else, the top of the small cauldron suddenly banged! There was an explosion, and then it flew upward into the sky.
A ball of white spiritual energy escaped from the inside of the small cauldron. Liang Yan raised his hand and saw three pieces of black residue flying out of the small cauldron and falling into his hand.
"Is the elixir useless after all?"
Liang Yan looked at the residue in his hand with disappointment in his eyes.
"Although Master's Fire Control Technique is exquisite, it seems to me that it is really not the material for refining elixirs. Even the lowest level Spirit Gathering Pill, I have already spent seven times refining it. When will the Sword Raising Pill be available?" Only then can it be refined.”
As he thought this, he took another look at the storage bag at his waist. There were many materials neatly stacked there, and it was clear that they were all the fruits of his work over the past few days.
The Yungang Sect is no better than Yixing Pavilion. The management within the sect is relatively loose. It is common for disciples to exchange resources within the sect and buy and sell items. Over time, a market has even been formed within the sect, and most of the stall owners are from the sect. A low-level disciple within.
The small brass cauldron just now was a basic alchemy furnace that he bought from this market for three hundred spirit stones. In addition, he also spent a lot of spiritual stones to purchase most of the materials needed for the "Sword Raising Pill".
It's just that the three materials, lark grass, star stone and Tibetan flower, are not seen in the market because they are too rare. However, the Star Stone is very little needed, and the reward obtained from the Sword Forging Pavilion mission is enough.
As for the Bai Ling Cao, he also spent his contribution points and exchanged a lot of them from the Ziwei Pavilion of his sect. There is only this last Tibetan flower, and he still hasn't got a single one.
"The sword-raising elixir is difficult to refine, and the materials are even rarer. It seems that I have to speed up the progress and go to Baihu Pavilion to take on more tasks so that I can collect enough contribution points as soon as possible."
Just as he was muttering to himself, a white light suddenly flew from outside the cave. This white light passed through the hall, ignoring the restrictions outside the cave as if it were nothing, and flew directly into Liang Yan's stone chamber.
Liang Yan was startled, and turned around to look, only to see a white light burst out, and he turned into an old man in Taoist robes with white beard and white hair, and slowly said to him:
"Liang Yan, a disciple of Guanyufeng, recently won a fair battle with Zuo Qianyan, a disciple of Shenju Peak. Since the two had a related bet, after discussion with the elders, it was determined that Liang Yan would replace Zuo Qianyan. Three days later, he came Report to Xuanwu Pavilion at Qingtian Peak, remember not to be absent!"
After the old man finished speaking, before Liang Yan could react, he slowly faded away and disappeared without a trace a moment later, as if he had never appeared before.
"Amazing!"
Liang Yan sighed softly in his heart, even though he knew that it was just a shadow and it was not the real person who came here at all. But the spiritual pressure this person gave him was terrifying, and it might have reached the level of Yu Xuanji.
"The reason why I was asked to go to Xuanwu Pavilion is probably because of the little secret realm of Yan State mentioned by Master. Hehe, it's not in vain that I fought with Zuo Qianyan on the stage of life and death. I finally got this place."
Liang Yan smiled slightly as he spoke, raised his hand to create a spell, put the spiritual materials in the storage bag into the alchemy furnace one by one, and began to prepare for the next round of alchemy.
Three days later, in the early morning, Liang Yan flew out of the cave and walked with his sword all the way to the halfway point of Qingtian Peak.
Qingtian Peak is where the successive heads of the Yungang Sect have been located, and the Xuanwu Pavilion halfway up the mountain is where the elders of the sect hold meetings.
Liang Yan put away his flying sword when he was far away, landed on the mountain road, and walked all the way towards Xuanwu Pavilion. After he stepped through the door, he realized that dozens of people were already standing in the hall.
These people were all Qi Refining Stage monks like him, most of them were at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and only a dozen of them had reached the ninth level.
And at the front of the crowd, there were five people standing. These five people have different expressions, and their clothes are very different. There seems to be a lot of distance between them intentionally or unintentionally.
"They are all at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining. These five people must be the so-called 'Yungang Five'!" Liang Yan thought secretly in his heart.
However, he didn't pay much attention to these five people. He immediately stepped forward, stopped casually in the crowd, and waited quietly.
At first, there were disciples arriving one after another outside the hall, but they became less and less at the back. After half a stick of incense, no one entered the hall anymore.
Not long after, there was a sudden sound of wind, and everyone turned their heads to look out the door. I saw two vague figures coming from the horizon. They were on the horizon at first, but in the blink of an eye, they had already landed at the door of the hall.
A gust of wind passed through the hall, and Liang Yan narrowed his eyes. Before he could see the face of the person coming, there was no one at the door.
At this time, an old voice sounded from behind everyone:
"The soul is stable and the magic power is pure, not bad! This generation of Yungang Sect Qi Refining disciples all have a solid foundation."
Liang Yan was startled and quickly turned his head to look, only to see two more people appearing out of thin air at the main seat at the back of the hall.
One of them was dressed in blue and had black hair. Although he looked over fifty, he was still handsome and handsome. But the other man is nearly seventy years old, with a white beard and white eyebrows. He is sitting upright at the moment with a gentle smile on his face.