Chapter 201 Jiancheng

"Eh? This little girl is actually a monster!" Liang Yan's expression changed slightly.

Yu Xuanji's one-night sermon in the past made him no longer the ignorant and ignorant boy he was back then. I know that there are three races of humans, demons and demons coexisting in this world.

Among them, humans and demons are mortal enemies, but the relationship between humans and demons is much more complicated. Since time immemorial, and countless millions of years of evolution, the two races of humans and monsters have always been enemies and friends. Within the human race, there are those who are friendly with the demon clan regardless of past grudges; there are also those who are conservative and stubborn and are always hostile to the demon clan.

But no matter what, it is always dangerous for a demon cub to walk alone in the human race, because if there is no protection, any monk will be angry and want to "subdue the demon and eliminate the harm".

However, Liang Yan himself didn't pay attention to the difference between humans and monsters at all.

On the contrary, after all these things, he had already regarded Li Xiaosong as his friend. At this time, he bent down, reached out and pushed Li Xiaosong's furry body, frowned and asked: "Xiao Song, how are you doing now?"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiaosong still looked drunk. First he stretched out his four claws lazily, and then hugged him into a ball. His eyelids seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, so they slowly closed them.

"Hoo ho!"

A slight snoring sound came, and he actually fell asleep!

Liang Yan was furious when he saw this. Not only did this guy eat his Heavenly Forging Divine Fire, he actually fell asleep on the spot, leaving a mess for him to clean up.

However, even though he was angry, he couldn't really leave Li Xiaosong alone. And at this time, there was already a sound of breaking through the air not far away, and it was obvious that many monks were coming here.

Liang Yan swallowed down the anger in his heart, stretched out his hands to hold the little white beast into his arms, and then disappeared in a flash.

That night, the Zhujian Pavilion was besieged by more than two hundred demonic cultivators from the Yue Kingdom. However, with the assistance of three sect disciples, they broke through the enemy formation and killed nearly a hundred demonic cultivators.

After this battle, Zhujian Pavilion became famous. Among the three sects, Liang Yan, a direct disciple of Yungang Sect, went deep behind enemy lines alone during the battle and destroyed the opponent's corpse poison formation. He took the greatest credit and stole the limelight. .

In addition, it is said that Dugu Jiannan, the core disciple of Yan Kingdom Piaomiao Valley, also came to support, but left quietly after the work was completed, without asking for any benefits from Zhujian Pavilion. This has also been passed down as a good story by people who do good things.

It has been nearly half a month since the day he left Zhujian Pavilion. At this time, Liang Yan had already returned to Guanyu Peak of Yungang Sect, and was sitting cross-legged in his cave, holding a blue ancient book in his hand, reading with gusto.

After a while, he put down the ancient book and sighed softly:

"Although this 'Little Sancai Sword Technique' is quite exquisite, in the final analysis it can only be practiced to the sword embryo stage. After the sword embryo is condensed, how should we ask?"

"According to Master, there is a volume of sword tactics in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Yungang Sect, which records the cultivation methods in the embryonic stage of the sword. In the end, you can even cultivate the sword gang. But the contribution points required for this sword formula are really unbelievable. .”

"Now I not only want to exchange the materials for the sword-raising pill, but also the sect's foundation-building pill. The contribution points required for these two items alone are already a lot of money. If I still want to exchange for the sword art, I don't know. It’s the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.”

Liang Yan was thinking a lot, but a voice suddenly sounded outside the courtyard door:

"Senior Brother Liang, is he in the cave?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan calmed down, stood up and pushed the door open, only to see a little Taoist priest in blue standing outside, smiling at him and saying: "I have met senior brother Liang, and junior brother Tang Wei is an outer disciple of Feilong Peak. "

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Tang!" Liang Yan slightly cupped his hands and saluted, "I wonder what Junior Brother Tang is doing for his sudden visit?"

"Haha, junior brother is here to convey a message. In the reception hall of Dengxian Peak, a woman arrived not long ago, claiming to be the young master of Zhujian Pavilion, and asked to see senior brother Liang. It just so happened that today, junior brother was on duty in the reception hall. That’s why I came here to send a message.”

"Oh?" Liang Yan's eyes lit up, the smile on his face became brighter, and he thanked him: "Thank you, junior brother, Liang will go over now!"

He said as he walked out of the cave, followed Tang Wei, and rushed all the way to Dengxian Peak.

After half a stick of incense.

In front of a blue hall on the Immortal Peak, Liang Yan stepped in and immediately saw a woman sitting inside, wearing a blue robe and carrying a long stick wrapped in coarse cloth on her back. Surprisingly, it was the Young Pavilion Master of Zhujian Pavilion, Huang Qinghui!

She was dressed simply at this time, with no makeup on her face. She no longer had the heavy makeup and enchanting look she had when they first met, but she could not hide her graceful appearance as a girl.

Seeing Liang Yan enter the door, Huang Qinghui put down the tea cup in his hand, bowed to him and said: "Qing Hui has met Liang Shaoxia!"

Seeing this, Liang Yan waved his hand and said, "We are all monks of the same generation. Why are we so polite? Just call me fellow Taoist."

"That's not possible. Liang Shaoxia stepped forward in times of crisis and saved me from the fire and water. I should respect Liang Shaoxia both emotionally and rationally." Huang Qinghui shook his head and said stubbornly.

Liang Yan didn't like to be polite. Seeing that she couldn't be moved, he had to change the topic and said, "How is Pavilion Master Huang doing now?"

"Thanks to Young Master Liang, although my father was slightly injured during the battle, he has recovered now, and the injury did not delay the mission that Young Master Liang had entrusted to him!"

"That's good!" Liang Yan showed a satisfied look, then stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture and said: "There are many people here. Girl, please follow me to the cave."

"Okay, then please ask Liang Shaoxia to lead the way." Huang Qinghui nodded.

The two of them walked out of the hall as they talked. Huang Qinghui was led by Liang Yan. Although there were people questioning him along the way, Liang Yan dealt with them as his friends.

After a while, the two of them had returned to Liang Yan's cave.

"hehe!"

Liang Yan closed the door with his backhand and asked with an impatient expression: "How's it going? Is it successful?"

Upon seeing this, Huang Qinghui reached out and took off the long stick wrapped in cloth from behind, and smiled softly:

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

As she spoke, she removed the strip of cloth, revealing a slender stone box with several talismans attached to it.

"The divine sword has just been completed, but its edge is hard to regain. This sword still needs to be unsealed by the young master himself!"

Liang Yan nodded slightly after hearing this, reached out to take the stone box, and tore off all the talismans on it.

Zheng!

As the last talisman was taken off, a sword sound suddenly erupted from inside the stone box, and a cold murderous intent came out of the box, causing Huang Qinghui, who was standing not far away, to shrink his shoulders involuntarily.

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and the stone box opened in response.

brush!

First, the three-foot sword broke out of the box, and then the silver moonlight emerged, and the temperature of the entire stone chamber instantly dropped.

Liang Yan made a seal with one hand, and the light-fixing sword rose from the stone box into the air. The cold moonlight was condensed and undissipated, and the stars flickered. The originally dim stone room suddenly became like a starry sky on a quiet night, exuding a cold and murderous aura. .