Chapter 2071 Water Moon Cave

In the nameless village, everyone said goodbye to each other.

Jisheng Mojun, Li Yile, Qin An and others took one last look at Liang Yan, and without hesitation, turned around and turned into escaping light, galloping away towards the east.

Seeing these monks who had escaped from the ghost prison gradually disappearing and soon rejoining the battlefield, Liang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"The catastrophe has arrived, and no one can be spared. At least all the creatures in Antarctica are working hard to fight for a chance of survival."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan's expression quickly calmed down.

"Let's go too."

"Um."

Dui nodded slightly, raised his escaping light, and galloped north.

Of course Liang Yan followed closely behind.

He was calm on the surface, but there was some fluctuation in his heart. In fact, in addition to trusting Ah-Dai, the reason why he dared to vouch for everyone just now was because of the four prophecies left by Linghu Bai.

"The white snake crosses the river and the golden bell appears, the purple cloud reflects the sun and shines on the spiritual mountain, the nine-layered clouds sing the fairy music, the dragon sings and the phoenix chirps and the universe falls!"

The first two sentences of these four prophecies have been fulfilled, and the third sentence must be understood next.

In Liang Yan's view, the key to the third sentence is the "nine-fold cloud". "Nine-fold cloud" should be a place name, and "Xian Le Ming" is what will happen here.

He had always been confused before because this "Nine Clouds" was too general and could point to many places.

Until he saw the statue of Queen Mother of the West in the underground palace, and the poem behind the statue:

"The phoenix in brocade and white robes rides in the sky, walking majestically on the snow to bind the blue dragon, the jade bottle gives birth to mysterious seeds, Kunwu shoots down the nine-fold cloud!"

At that time, he realized that the "Nine Clouds" in the prophecy might be the same place as the "Nine Clouds" in this poem.

However, after Liang Yan came out of the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, he was worried about Xiong Yuer's safety and had no time to go to Kunwu Mountain to check. Instead, he rushed to Luotian Mountain as soon as possible.

After that, he was involved in the "Magic Act", entered the Daluo Cave, and witnessed the shocking battle between Linghu Bai and the Buried Emperor, and then started his own journey to the ghost prison.

Until now, Liang Yan had no time to think about these things.

Based on Linghu Bai's plan, he must have known how powerful the ghost prison was, so besides himself, the living dead, he arranged for someone to be there to coordinate in advance, which was in line with his style of doing things.

As for the saint behind Dumb, the place where he lives in seclusion happens to be Kunwu Mountain. Everything corresponds to the prophecy, indicating that this person must have some kind of connection with Linghu Bai.

Judging from these two clues, the saint behind Dumb should have teamed up with Linghu Bai two years ago.

This is also the reason why Liang Yan trusts the other party so much. After all, he is the person trusted by the city lord, and he has no reason not to trust him.

"The first prophecy helped me escape from death, the second prophecy allowed me to harvest the Luo Shen bottle, and I believe that the third prophecy will also be helpful, at least to save the master."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan was full of expectations for this trip to Kunwu Mountain.

Two days later.

On Kunwu Mountain, a raft moves slowly in the river.

It was early spring, and the ice and snow were melting. It should have been a scene of grass growing and orioles flying, and the scenery should be full of vitality. However, because there was no saint sitting here, the blood-evil air filled the mountains. Everywhere was scarlet and lifeless.

On the raft, the two of them stood with their hands behind their backs.

"Although Kunwu City is one of the Twelve Cities in the Seven Mountains, Xiao Kunlun is missing, and the blood evil spirit here has no one to suppress it, so it turned out to be like this." Liang Yan looked around and said with regret.

"There is nothing that lasts forever in the world. Even if you are a saint, you will probably have to deal with the way of heaven." Ah-Dai said calmly.

Liang Yan came back to his senses and glanced in the direction of the top of the mountain.

"Where are the monks in Kunwu City?"

"They are all gone. Ever since the blood evil broke out, they have evacuated Kunwu City. It is now an empty city."

"Things in the world are so unpredictable."

Liang Yan sighed and recalled that he had been to Kunwu Mountain to attend the appointment with the ghost-hand scholar. At that time, there were still four major families in charge, but now they no longer exist.

The two of them were silent for a moment, but the water in front suddenly became turbulent.

The raft bumped up and down, accelerated suddenly, and turned sharply next to a reef. Then the scenery in front of us changed, and a brand new river actually appeared!

Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. He was sure that this was not a cover-up, because his spiritual consciousness had been released long ago, but he didn't see any flaws.

The raft entered a new river channel and accelerated forward. Not long after, a magnificent waterfall appeared in front of it.

The waterfall is located between two peaks. It is thousands of feet high. The splashing water is like white mist. You can smell the fresh water vapor from a hundred miles away.

Liang Yan glanced at Ah-Dai beside him, and seeing his calm face, he thought to himself: "It seems like this is it."

Sure enough, the raft rushed into the waterfall, and the water flowing thousands of feet high fell on the heads of the two people, making a deafening explosion.

The surrounding space changed rapidly. The two passed through the waterfall and entered a narrow and dark underwater passage. They slowly reached the end and were blocked by a dark stone wall.

Liang Yan was about to ask when he saw golden light blooming in the darkness. He looked up and found four big characters on the dark wall:

"Shuiyuedongtian!"

The raft still kept moving and rushed forward, taking the two of them straight into the wall.

There was no sound or any obstruction. The surrounding darkness receded like the tide, and the bright sunshine shone warmly.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Because of several consecutive spatial changes, he felt a little uncomfortable.

But soon, he relaxed.

Looking around, I saw that this place was very different from the outside world. The sky was as blue as a wash, a few white clouds drifted away leisurely, and the bright sunshine poured down without any hindrance.

Surrounded by spiritual fields, with green grass and blooming flowers, figures in twos and threes are cultivating in the fields, and crystal clear streams winding through. Everything is so quiet and peaceful, in sharp contrast to the bloody environment outside.

"This is truly a paradise, and it has not been affected by the war between the North and the South at all!" Liang Yan said sincerely.

Dui didn't speak, he smiled and nodded.

At this moment, an emerald green bird flew from a distance, landed on Ah-Dai's shoulder, and chirped a few times.

Ah-Dai seemed to understand what it said, and said to Liang Yan: "The senior has already known about your arrival, but he will not be able to meet you until later. Brother Liang can stroll around here casually. If he is tired, he can also go to Cuiwei If you have a taste of spiritual tea, it is of the highest quality.”

Liang Yan frowned slightly after hearing this.

He was so anxious now that he didn't want to delay for a moment. He was eager to see the saint immediately and ask him to help cure the angry monk.

But after all, he was asking for something from someone. He still couldn't figure out the details of that person. Liang Yan could only respond helplessly: "In that case, I won't go anywhere. I will just stand here and wait. Dumb, go and ask that person." Senior, can you save the Four Saints as soon as possible?"

Duan nodded and was about to speak when he saw two rays of light speeding towards him in the distance.

Liang Yan also noticed it and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The two escaping lights were extremely fast. When they were first discovered, they were still halfway up the mountain. In a blink of an eye, they were in the fields, and a woman's voice was heard shouting from a distance: "Liang Yan!"

Liang Yan was stunned and looked attentively.

The figure in the escaping light couldn't be more familiar, but it was Wu Xin!

In just a moment, two escaping lights flew in at the same time and landed on the field, revealing two beautiful women riding cranes.

The woman on the left has skin as white as snow, slender legs, and a waterfall of black hair casually spread over her shoulders. The slightly curly hair adds a bit of charm.

The woman on the right is pure and simple, with her hair tied back. Although she is not wearing a Taoist robe, she still reveals the aura of Taoism.

Both women came riding cranes.

The witch had a smile as bright as a flower, and a pair of charming eyes like autumn water, her gaze never leaving Liang Yan.

But the woman from that sect was as quiet as a deep pool, watching Ah-Dai silently.

"Why are you here?"

Liang Yan was pleasantly surprised, but also very surprised.

"Of course it was my good sister who picked me up."

Wuxin took the hand of the woman next to him and said with a smile: "When Daluo Cave Heaven collapsed, I fell into the vortex of space. Later, I was transported to an abandoned Taoist temple. I didn't expect Sister Tiger to be waiting there. . She told me that you would arrive at Kunwu Mountain in seven days, so I came here to wait for you. "

"I see."

Liang Yan looked astonished.

It seemed that when Wu Nian shattered Daluo Cave Sky, those space vortexes had been designed long ago and were not randomly teleported, otherwise he would not have landed near the ghost prison.

As for the woman who brought Wu Xin here, of course it was Ah-Dai's Taoist companion, Lin Shanjun.

At this moment, Lin Shanjun looked at Ah-Dai quietly. Although she was calm on the surface, her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

"Two years"

"Yeah, two years." Dumb nodded with a smile.

"Just come back."

There was a tear in the corner of Lin Shanjun's eyes, but he soon smiled.

She stepped down from the crane and embraced Ah-Dai. They both hugged each other tightly, as if they were afraid that the other person would disappear in front of her eyes.

"I promised I would come back."

"Um"

Lin Shanjun buried his head in his chest. Although there was a smile on his face, there were tears on Ah-Dai's clothes.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Dui was voluntarily arrested and sent to the ghost prison to support him. He has endured countless harsh punishments in the past two years. An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago, and it was only he who could persevere until now.

Although Lin Shanjun was calm on the surface, he must have spent the past two years in fear.

While thinking this way, Wu Xin came over on a crane.

She smiled brightly and waved her sleeves. Liang Yan immediately smelled the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and then saw a piece of purple silk flying out, wrapping it around his waist and pulling it up to the crane.

The warm fragrant nephrite was right in front of him, and the familiar smell made Liang Yan feel relaxed.

He couldn't help but hugged the witch's waist from behind, causing the witch to smile sweetly.

"Okay, when we meet again after a long absence, we must have endless things to say. Let's not disturb you here, let's change to another place."

After Wu Xin finished speaking, he blinked at Lin Shanjun, then cast a spell, and the crane immediately took off and flew towards the distant forest.

The two of them rode a crane together, and the gentle breeze lifted up the witch's hair and blew it onto Liang Yan's face.

The long-lost peace actually made him feel dazed, as if there was no more war between the North and the South, no more intrigues.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wu Xin's voice came slowly, with a playful smile.

"Distracted"

Liang Yan smiled slightly and glanced downward.

Only then did he realize that the figures cultivating in the fields were actually puppets. Because these puppets were so exquisitely made, even he didn't notice them at the first time.

Looking at the crane the two of them were riding on, it turned out to be a puppet, but it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish it. If Liang Yan had not dabbled in puppets, he would have been deceived.

"What a wonderful work of art!"

Liang Yan let out a heartfelt sigh, which made him even more curious about the owner of this place.

Wuxin drove the crane to fly all the way, very fast. After turning several hills, he came to the sky above a mountain villa.

This villa is elegant and quiet, with a creek bypassing it. The gurgling water occasionally makes a ding-dong-ding-dong sound, like the sound of nature.

The crane slowly stopped and landed in the villa.

"Here we go, this is where I live."

Wuxin said, raised her hand to cast a spell, and the crane in front of her immediately changed. After a series of mechanical rotations, it turned into a white ball, which she threw into the storage ring.

She looked up and saw Liang Yan's curious eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "This is a puppet given to me by the owner of this place. Although it has little combat power, it can do some tasks of surveying, breaking restrictions, and treasure hunting, and its flying speed is not slow."

"It seems that the owner here is very good at trapping puppets. Have you ever met him? What kind of person is he?" Liang Yan asked.

Wu Xin shook his head: "I only arrived two days earlier than you. This master has refused to show up. I'm still very curious."

After hearing this, Liang Yan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Seeing him frowning and saying nothing, Wu Xin couldn't help but ask: "Where have you been these past few days and why are you here? To be honest, I was wary before. It wasn't until I saw you actually appearing here that I The owner of this place has some trust.”

"I've been going to jail these days." Liang Yan replied.

"Prison robbery?" Wu Xin was slightly startled.

"yes."

When the two came to the house, Liang Yan briefly told him about sneaking into Fengdu City and rescuing the Four Saints.

The witch was horrified to hear this, especially when she heard that he had single-handedly fought against the two Ya Sages and many Lords of Hell. Her face could not help but turn pale, and she held Liang Yan's right hand tightly, interlocking with his fingers.

"Fortunately, Ah-Dai helped me and finally destroyed the Lord of the Tenth Palace and rescued the Four Saints."

When Liang Yan said this, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that the Four Saints were seriously injured and their magic power was sealed. I can't break it with my own methods. I have no choice but to come to this senior for help."

"No wonder Lin Shanjun said you would definitely come. It turned out to be the layout of the saint."

Wu Xin leaned on Liang Yan's shoulder and said with a worried look: "Although this trip saved the 'Four Saints', you have also been hit by the 'Dejected Seal', and you must first unlock the seal."