Chapter 27 The Boy with the Sword

Liang Yan deposed Yuan Ba. Yuan Shan and others outside the court were all trembling with fear, and no one dared to help Yuan Ba.

Liang Yan jumped out of the pit, glanced at them coldly, and said, "If you let me know in the future, there will be people who dare to bully Li Dali."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Shan and others immediately nodded and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Liang has amazing cultivation and extraordinary talent. Before, we were too blind to recognize Mount Tai. How dare we make the same mistake again in the future? I hope Senior Brother Liang will not remember the faults of villains."

Liang Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense to them. He waved his hand and said, "As long as you don't bother me, I won't bother to look for you."

Yuan Shan felt like he was being pardoned. He knelt down and kowtowed three times. He and two other people held the unconscious Yuan Ba ​​and left in a hurry.

Liang Yan watched them leave, and suddenly there was a cough from behind. He turned around and saw that the person who came was the witness brother in gray clothes.

He looked at Liang Yan expressionlessly and asked, "What kind of technique does junior brother practice? Why don't I remember that there is such a technique among the three meridians and four paths?"

Liang Yan smiled and said: "This is a secret passed down by an old senior in the sect. As for the name, it's not easy to tell him at will."

The senior brother in gray clothes nodded and said: "In that case, it's junior brother's opportunity. But junior brother knows that this martial arts performance is mostly a life and death fight. Once you enter the ring, life and death will be obeyed. Why did junior brother just let him live?"

Liang Yan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously replied: "I have destroyed his Dantian, and the path to immortality has been cut off from now on. Isn't it enough?"

The senior brother in gray clothes shook his head and looked at him with a half-smile but said: "There are countless secret techniques and spells in the world of immortality, as well as countless heretical ways. How do you know that there is no way to regenerate the Dantian?"

Liang Yan was slightly startled after hearing this, and then heard the senior brother in gray say again: "In the world of immortality, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to those close to you, and there is no telling what disaster will happen in the future." After saying this, After that, he said no more, put away the transcript of this life-and-death battle, and turned around to go down the mountain. Liang Yan was left standing there, stunned.

At this time, Li Dali and Yang Wei came over. Li Dali said to them respectfully: "I didn't know that Senior Brother Liang had such a cultivation level before. It's ridiculous that he has the audacity to call Senior Brother Liang brother. I'm really ashamed."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "In other words, Brother Li and I have a true friendship, so how can we care about this?"

After hearing this, Li Dali pulled Yang Wei and gave Liang Yan a big gift.

"Yang Wei relied on Brother Liang's help to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. The two of us are deeply grateful. If you are asked in the future, it will be at your discretion."

Liang Yan didn't move out of the way, and accepted their courtesy calmly, then pulled Li Dali up and said, "Brother Li, there is no need to say more. From now on, we will still be brothers in the Zhenmai Auxiliary Department."

Li Dali nodded with wet eyes. He was not good at words, but he had kept this kindness in his heart. No more words at this moment, he pulled Yang Wei and walked down the mountain.

After settling Li Dali's matter, the Zhenmai Handyman's Office returned to its previous calm. Liang Yan was still busy doing odd jobs, learning the formation, practicing, playing chess, and helping Senior Brother Zhuo refine elixirs.

After he reached the fifth level of Qi training, his training speed slowed down. He no longer had the feeling of rapid progress before, and returned to the slow speed before.

As for the Zhenmai Library, in the past few years, he has read through all the major classics, leaving only some partial magic arrays that he has not yet read. The last pages of some of the books are even more densely packed. I wrote a lot of annotations, all of which were signed as "crazy scholar's lies."

In terms of chess, although he had never defeated Kuchiki in a game, he was gradually able to see through several changes in his game and was able to maneuver around a bit.

More than two months had passed since then. On this morning, Liang Yan was walking on the apricot forest path carrying ten bundles of spiritual trees when he suddenly saw a person standing at the fork in front of him.

The person who came was dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows and black hair hanging back casually, just like a person in a painting.

At this moment, she was looking at Liang Yan with a smile on her face.

Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he shouted, "Senior Sister Tang!"

"Haha, be good, little junior brother!"

Liang Yan's face turned red and he thought to himself: "I am your junior brother, but I am not your younger brother. Why do you say it so harshly?" He had already learned from Kumusheng that this woman's full name was Tang Diexian, and he was still quite fond of her. For those who have a favorable impression, after all, he was able to break through the third level of Qi training because of the opportunity he got from her.

Tang Diexian saw his blushing face and said with a smile: "How come we haven't seen each other for a year, and my little junior brother is getting thinner and thinner? By the way, you haven't had me to guide you in playing chess this year. How can you play chess? Abandoned?"

Liang Yan was dissatisfied and said: "This is not easy. You and I will know the difference after we play a game!"

"Forget it, forget it, I came to you this time not to play chess, but for other things!"

"Oh?" Liang Yan asked doubtfully, "Do you need my help with anything?"

"Help? It's a help, but it's also a great thing for you."

"Then tell me what a great thing it is."

"Did you know that we outer disciples need to go down the mountain to practice once every three years? This year happens to be the first time for me to go down the mountain to practice." Tang Diexian paused and then said: "And you, formation servant disciple Liang I am honored to be chosen as the sword boy for this young lady’s outing!”

Plop! The spiritual trees behind Liang Yan were scattered on the ground. His eyes widened with disbelief on his face and he asked, "Is this the great good thing you said?"

Tang Diexian rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "Isn't this a good thing? You have the honor to follow me down the mountain and have a long experience. This is a good thing that many people can only ask for. If it weren't for the servant Mu Nao in my cave, , I won’t come to you either.”

After hearing this, Liang Yan said angrily: "Then you'd better go find your servant. I'm afraid I won't be qualified for such an important job."

Tang Diexian immediately said: "Farewell, good junior brother, you are at the first level of Qi training after all. Although you are weak, you can barely help me." Then he said quietly: "This is my first time going down the mountain. Do you have the heart to see me alone when you are performing a mission? If you fail, maybe you will die outside and become a lonely ghost, miserable." As he spoke, his eyes were misty and lustful. Weeping, it seemed like she was about to cry.

"Oh, okay, okay!" Liang Yan immediately waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid of you, so I'll just help you."

"Haha, you said it yourself, I didn't force you!"

Liang Yan looked up and saw that Tang Diexian's eyes were narrowed, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his face was filled with a smile. There was no trace of him who was about to cry just now. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, secretly thinking that he had been famous all his life, but he had fallen into this woman's trap.

But now that the words had been spoken, it was too late to go back on his words, so he could only say angrily: "A true man promises a thousand pieces of gold, how can I, Liang Yan, break my promise and get rich!"

"Haha, wonderful! You are indeed my good junior brother and a good boy!" Tang Diexian clapped his hands and smiled, especially emphasizing the word "boy".

Liang Yan rolled his eyes, deliberately skipped the topic, and asked, "What is the mission you took on when you went down the mountain to experience this time?"

After hearing this, Tang Diexian put away his smile and said with a straight face: "We, Yixing Pavilion, are the largest sect in Zhao State. Many spiritual mines in Zhao State are under the name of our sect, and our sect will also send disciples to station them there. . But for many small spiritual mine branches, it is impossible for us to send cultivation disciples there. We usually arrange for some secular internal masters to take charge. One of the small branches is near Yongle Town, and it has suddenly been disconnected from the sect in the past two years. We contacted him and there was no spirit stone handed over, so the task I received was to go over and investigate the matter."

"I see." Liang Yan nodded. This Tang Diexian has reached the fifth level of Qi training. If he deals with such a mundane task, there shouldn't be much risk. Since he has already agreed, he can reluctantly follow. Let her take a walk.

While he was meditating, Tang Diexian smiled again and threw something at him.

Liang Yan subconsciously reached out and took it, and in his hand, he saw a sword. The scabbard is inlaid with colorful gems, which looks extremely gorgeous, and there are several flower patterns on the hilt, which is very beautiful.

"Junior brother, take it. This is the Hundred Flowers Sword. After you leave the sect, you will be my sword-bearing boy." Tang Diexian made a face at him after saying that, then turned around and walked away with a smile, leaving only Liang Yan. A man, holding a sword, stood there with a black line on his face.

Seven days later.

The Luling River is a famous river in the State of Zhao. Its water is clear, and there are many strange cypresses growing on the cliffs on both sides. The mountains are high and the water is beautiful, and it is exceptionally bright. In particular, the Luling River is quiet all year round with no waves. Boating on it feels like walking on flat ground, which is a unique feature.

At this moment, two wooden boats were floating on the Luling River, moving forward slowly.

One of the wooden boats is seven to eight feet long and about three feet wide. The front and rear doors of the wooden barn are covered with purple curtains. The lintels are decorated with various jewelry, making it look unusually beautiful.

The other one is very short, only about two feet long, and its whole body is pitch black.

At this time, a burst of piano music suddenly came from the beautiful wooden boat. The music was soothing and smooth, sometimes as gentle as water, and sometimes as a low voice, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

The sound of the piano played solo for a while, and suddenly a flute sound came from the black wooden boat. The flute sound was indignant, majestic and unrestrained, and the turning point was even more harsh and harsh, as if it was extremely unhappy with the things in this world.

The sound of the piano was disturbed by the sound of the flute, and soon I could no longer play. On the huge river, only the bamboo flute solo was left.

After about a stick of incense, a voice suddenly came from the wooden boat and said: "Which friend is playing here? It is boring to be alone on the river. Why not come to the boat to talk?". The voice is pleasant to the ear and does not distinguish between joy and anger.

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and there was no more sound on the river. Then a figure jumped out of the black wooden boat, jumped in the air, and landed on the Luling River.

This person stepped on the river and walked on the water as if walking on flat ground. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of the beautiful wooden boat. He tapped his toes lightly on the river, and his whole body flew into the air, landing lightly on the wooden boat.

The person who came was wearing a green robe and a sword with a dragon pattern on his waist. His face was pretty and handsome, but he seemed to be unkempt, with an unkempt beard, and an indescribable look of loneliness and desolation between his eyebrows.

If there is a martial arts master here, he will nod silently. This person is young, but his martial arts attainments are indeed extraordinary. The Ling Bo Taoxu Kung Fu just now is already the top light kung fu. Moreover, this person walked several miles on the water and boarded the wooden boat, but his breath was not disturbed at all. It was obvious that he had deep inner strength and must be a martial arts expert.

The man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and opened the wooden curtain of the cabin door, glancing inside. I saw a square table inside, with a vermilion guqin on it, and an incense burner burning next to it, with sandalwood curling up like a dream.

There was a woman in white sitting behind the table, with a beautiful face and eyes as bright as stars. Behind her stood a young man in gray clothes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with his hands crossed on his chest, holding a luxurious sword. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was reluctant.

The visitor clasped his hands in a salute and said, "I'm Chen Zhuo'an, but the girl invites me to board the ship?"

The woman in white glanced at him and said angrily: "Besides our master and servant, is there anyone else here?"