Chapter 810 Fifteen Years Later

"Complete Xuantian Golden Qi?"

Liang Yan was overjoyed when he heard this. He knew that Wu Xin was preparing immortal stones for him. Even if he spent all the Yunyan Club, it would take decades to refine a complete Xuantian Mu Qi.

Now, as soon as this uncle made a move, he directly presented a beam of Xuantian Qi, which was really generous!

He was not polite and stuffed the jade box directly into the storage bag, raised his hands to Gu Zhiyu and said thank you: "Thank you, uncle!"

Gu Zhiyu smiled slightly and said: "You will be practicing here these days. If you have any doubts, you can come to your uncle at any time."

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and strode out of the Immortal Jade Cave.

Liang Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart and sat cross-legged to meditate next to Xianyu. As soon as he started to use the technique, a strong spiritual energy immediately swarmed into his body, making his whole body feel extremely comfortable.

"It's indeed a good thing!" Liang Yan said in surprise.

In his impression, even in the Yungang Sect, the spiritual gathering secret room that requires sect contribution points to enter, its cultivation effect is not as good as the fairy jade in front of him.

"This opportunity is rare. It's best to break through here before the gray fog becomes thinner next time."

When Liang Yan thought of this, he immediately calmed down and no longer had any distracting thoughts. Juetian Daoji was running wildly, greedily grabbing the surrounding spiritual energy to supply his own cultivation.

Cultivation takes no time.

Time flies, the clouds appear and the dew appears, and in the blink of an eye, fifteen years of spring and autumn slip away from the fingers.

In the early morning of this day, a soft whistle suddenly sounded in the forest, and then a figure in gray jumped out of the cave.

As soon as he showed up, he immediately made a seal with one hand. Two sword lights, one black and one purple, flew out from his sleeves, whirling in mid-air, and the two swords actually started fighting each other.

The black sword is slender and turns into black lotus flowers. The sword intention is continuous and carries the aura of death.

The purple sword is broad and turns into the purple sky thunder. The sword's intention is galloping and mighty, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Thunder God.

If others saw it, they would be so shocked that they would not be able to close their jaws, because the attributes of the two flying swords are completely different, and the sword moves used in mid-air at this moment are also completely different.

But they are controlled by the same person!

It is not completely impossible for one person to control two flying swords, but if you have to be distracted by the other person, the sword will be distracted, and the spiritual consciousness will be separated, the magical power of each flying sword will inevitably be reduced, and it will not be as good as someone else specializing in one sword. .

However, at this moment, the two flying swords in mid-air each showed their magical powers, fully exerting their own attributes and sword intent to the extreme. There was no sign of weakening in power. This was a bit incredible!

"Phaseless Sword Sutra, it really didn't disappoint me!"

Liang Yan stood up out of thin air, letting the long-lost breeze blow by him, with a smile of relief on his face.

The aura on his body now is as deep as the sea. Even if he stands still, it still gives people a faint sense of oppression. It is obviously not the same state as when he first entered the bamboo forest.

"This fairy jade is really a rare thing created by nature. If my uncle didn't need it to resist the invasion of gray fog, I would have taken this thing away."

Liang Yan looked back at the cave behind him, with a trace of regret on his face.

He has been cultivating in the Immortal Jade Cave for fifteen years. The spiritual energy of the Immortal Jade seems to be endless, always filling the entire cave, and his Jue Tian Dao Foundation is as much as he needs. When the two are combined, his cultivation speed is actually faster than what he can achieve in the outside world. three times!

As early as ten years ago, Liang Yan had actually successfully broken through the bottleneck and reached the late stage of Juyuan Realm.

In the past ten years, besides practicing, he also practiced the swordsmanship in the Wuxiang Sword Sutra, finally allowing him to control two swords at the same time. The scene just now where the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword were unsheathed at the same time and the two swords were fighting each other was the result of his practice over the years.

Liang Yan practiced his sword skills in mid-air, then raised his hand to cast a spell, and put both the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword into his storage bag. At the same time, the sword spell in his hand changed, and another green light came from him. Ejected from Dantian.

This green light shot up into the air, and with just a slight flicker, it turned into a ten-foot-long sword, circling and dancing in the air, as agile as a swimming fish.

In ten years of hard work, Liang Yan had compressed the original Baizhang Sword Gang to about ten feet.

The sword energy and sword intent in the blue sword gang not only did not decrease by half, but became more concentrated and concise. As long as you rub a little bit of it, no matter whether you are a physical body or a magic weapon, you will be cut into two pieces.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!"

Several hearty laughs suddenly sounded in the distance, and then a middle-aged man in blue clothes and sandals flew over.

When Liang Yan saw the person coming, he immediately smiled, cupped his fists and saluted him and said, "See Uncle Gu."

"No need to be too polite." Gu Zhiyu waved his hand and said: "In just fifteen years, you have compressed the sword from a hundred feet to ten feet. You are indeed a child who can be taught. But I want to remind you, Although the beginning was smooth, the subsequent cultivation will be more difficult. After that, the ten-foot sword gang will become more difficult every time it is compressed, and one must have great perseverance to succeed."

After hearing this, Liang Yan's face became solemn and he responded: "Disciple, I will follow my uncle's teachings carefully and will never slack off in the slightest."

Gu Zhiyu nodded with satisfaction, looked Liang Yan up and down again, then touched his chin and said with a smile: "You are indeed a seed of cultivation. After fifteen years of seclusion this time, you not only broke through to the late stage of Juyuan Realm, but also condensed You have mastered the Sword Gang and mastered the art of double swords. With your current strength, even if you meet the four leaders of the Golden Core Stage, you will probably be able to fight."

Liang Yan did not deny it, but nodded and said, "This disciple is able to achieve such a breakthrough thanks to the guidance of his uncle."

Gu Zhiyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Boy, we have been friends for many years, so there is no need to be polite. By the way, I will use a secret method to summon you to come out of seclusion this time. You can probably guess the reason."

Liang Yan was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly asked: "But is it now the time when the gray fog is at its weakest?"

Gu Zhiyu nodded and said: "Yes, this gray mist is like the tide of the sea. The tide rises and falls. Every once in a while, there is a weakest period, but there is no pattern. Originally, I thought it would only take seven or three weeks. After eight years, I didn’t expect that I would have to wait for fifteen years!”

He shook his head slightly when he said this, then waved to Liang Yan and said, "Come with me."

Liang Yan naturally nodded in agreement, made a ray of light and followed behind Gu Zhiyu. The two of them flew close to the ground, and after half a cup of tea, they arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest.

They stopped taking refuge at the same time and stopped in the bamboo forest. Gu Zhiyu put his hands behind his back and suddenly said:

"Liang Yan, before I send you away, I have a few things to tell you."

"Master, please tell me!"

"Your swordsmanship aptitude is extraordinary. If you continue to practice like this, sooner or later you will reach the stage of condensing sword pills. At that time, you must prepare a container in advance as your own sword pouch."

"Sword pouch?"

Liang Yan had also seen this statement in the "Sword Fighting Chapter" in the "Tao Sword Classic", but the text seemed to regard this as common sense and did not elaborate too much.

"The sword pouch is the second dantian of sword cultivators. The sword gang is refined from our own dantian, while the sword pills must be refined in the sword pouch. The higher the quality of the sword pouch, the longer the training time will be. In the future, The sword pills you refine will become stronger!" Gu Zhiyu said slowly.

"So there is still this saying, the disciple has been taught." Liang Yan said suddenly.

"One more thing. Among the four major alliance leaders in Hell, Meng Qibai from the Flying Star Alliance, Xiang An from the Mad Lion Alliance, and Nie Ziming from the Blood Moon Alliance are all at the early stage of the Golden Core. With your current strength, although You may not be able to defeat them, but if you just want to protect yourself, they can’t do anything to you.”

"Only Shou Wenshi from the Thousand Birds League has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core. With your current cultivation level, you must not be an enemy of him." Gu Zhiyu warned with a serious expression.

"Disciple Shou Wenshi understands that he will never take the initiative to turn against this person unless absolutely necessary." Liang Yan nodded.

"Well, that's good if you know."

Gu Zhiyu said slowly: "Shou Wenshi is a very secretive person. He was the first person to enter the Golden Core realm. Five hundred years have passed, but he is still only a middle-stage Golden Core man. Now it seems that he should know Gray fog exists."

"The golden elixir was condensed five hundred years ago?" Liang Yan said in surprise: "It seems that this person has suppressed his cultivation. He is probably the person who knows the most about the truth about Hell."

"That's right, when I became a master of magical powers, I wanted to find this person, but then I was chased by Gray Mist. I had no choice but to hide here. I never had the chance to find him again." Gu Zhiyu said and sighed.

When Liang Yan heard this, he suddenly saluted Gu Zhiyu as a disciple of a junior in the sect, and then said with a respectful expression:

"Uncle, after my disciple leaves, I will try my best to find a way to escape from the underworld. I will definitely return here in the future and take my uncle with me to escape from this prison."

"Hahaha, okay! Okay! I believe you!"

Gu Zhiyu laughed a few times, then suddenly raised his hand and saw bamboo leaves flying and circling all over the sky, unexpectedly gathering around Liang Yan at the same time.

Liang Yan was slightly surprised, and when he looked at it, he saw these bamboo leaves beating freely and unexpectedly, drawing mysterious runes around him.

Although these runes were invisible to the naked eye, a majestic sword intent swarmed out and enveloped his entire body.

"Is this the 'Tai Qing Sword Ribbon'? It is indeed very magical!"

Just as Liang Yan sighed, a sudden thrust came from his feet, lifting his whole body out of thin air, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed straight out of the bamboo forest.

"Boy, have a good trip, I'll wait for you to come back!" Gu Zhiyu's laughter came from far away, his tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

At this moment, Liang Yan was surrounded by "swords" made of bamboo leaves. He looked up and saw that the gray mist in the bamboo forest had indeed become much thinner, and most of it did not move. Only occasionally there were one or two scattered clouds. Gray fog came to block it.

These sporadic gray mists fell apart with a light slash of Gu Zhiyu's bamboo leaf "sword", and could not do any harm to him at all.

"The gray mist here is indeed thinner, and since I haven't reached the golden elixir yet, I can't attract their interest." Liang Yan felt happy, but he did not relax his vigilance.

He poured spiritual power into his whole body, and cast a layer of golden body-protecting spiritual shield behind the "sword urn", then pushed his escape speed to the extreme and flew out of the bamboo forest at full speed.

About two hours later, from the edge of the bamboo forest, a gray escaping light rushed out, circled in mid-air, and landed directly on a huge boulder on the gray sand.

“Finally out”

Liang Yan turned his head and glanced at the green bamboo forest behind him, and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

When he came out of Yunyan Club, he never expected that this exploration would actually take fifteen years.

Now that fifteen years have passed, I wonder what the situation is like over there in Yunyanhui, and how is Wuxin doing?

Thinking of this, Liang Yan didn't want to stay here any longer. He raised his hand and patted the storage bag and took out the map left by the Nanyang Taoist.

After careful inspection, Liang Yan determined his direction, immediately made a hand gesture with one hand, and drove a ray of light towards the sky and walked towards the sky.

Three months later, outside the city of Yunyanhui's headquarters, a gray ray of light came from far to near. In the blink of an eye, it was not far from the city gate.

The light dispersed, revealing a young man in gray clothes, who turned out to be Liang Yan who had come all the way.

The last time he left Yunyan Club was fifteen years ago. Now that he is back here, he can't help but feel a little emotional.

But the next moment, Liang Yan frowned slightly and looked around the city gate with some confusion.

"Huh? Strange? Why are there less than half the monks on duty today than usual, and they are all unfamiliar faces?"

Fifteen years may be a long time for ordinary mortals, but for cultivators above the foundation building stage, it is only a short time.

In just fifteen years, even if there were some changes in the monks guarding them, it was impossible not to recognize any of them.

"There seems to be something wrong, but why is the city so quiet? It doesn't look like there is anything strange."

Liang Yan looked around. He was always a cautious person. Although this was his base camp, after discovering this abnormality, he would not show up easily.

After thinking for a moment, Liang Yan made a secret with one hand. He activated the "Yuanmu Dao" spell and the Tianji Pearl at the same time. His figure gradually faded away, and even the aura of the monk disappeared.

After doing all this, Liang Yan slowly approached the city wall of Yunyanhui.

The city defense formation outside the Yunyan Club was one that he personally perfected and improved back then. Ordinary Juyuan Realm monks would never even think of breaking through this formation.

But Liang Yan is not an ordinary Juyuan Realm monk, and this formation was created by him, so of course he can't stop him.

He only recalled it briefly, and after a while he figured out the weak points of the formation. Then he used his magical power to pass through the city wall without anyone noticing and entered the city of Yunyanhui.

The entire infiltration process was silent, and even the few patrolling monks standing above the city wall did not notice the slightest movement.

"Strange, too quiet!"

Liang Yan stood on the street of Yunyanhui City, his face even more confused.

"Forget it, let's go check with Wu Xin first. I hope my worries are all unfounded."