The third floor of Qianji Demon Tower is called "Mountain Palace", which is a mysterious and unpredictable mountain. There are many palaces and caves on the mountain, which is the place where the disciples of Tianji Pavilion sit and inherit.
Near the mountainside, at the end of a small stream, there is a cave, inside which is the cave where layman Yunhua sits.
Suddenly, outside the cave entrance, the dense branches and leaves of the forest parted to both sides, and a nine-tailed fox with pale yellow fur walked out of the forest.
A pair of young men and women sit on the fox's back. The man has bright eyes and a tall figure, while the woman is charming and gentle as water.
The two people, one behind the other, rode the nine-tailed fox and slowly arrived in front of the cave.
"This is the place where Senior Yunhua is buried. Not long ago, I got a chance here, but after I came out, I was chased by Xuan Hui and Lin Fan." Liang Yan said while looking at the cave in front of him.
"Hmph, those two bastards, the next time I encounter them, I will make them unable to survive or die!"
A sharp look flashed in Wu Xin's eyes, but the next moment, her face calmed down again, she looked around, and said softly: "Ignore those people for now, your injury is serious, quickly enter the cave to heal."
"Um."
Liang Yan nodded, got off the nine-tailed fox, and walked into the cave with Wu Xin's help.
Since all the puppets along the way had been destroyed by Xuan Hui, the two of them reached the deepest part of the cave without any hindrance, which was the secret room where the portrait of layman Yunhua hung.
This is also the entrance to the place of inheritance.
Liang Yan received the inheritance from layman Yunhua, so he naturally knew how to enter. He raised his hand and patted the Taixu gourd on his waist, and the red crow flew out immediately.
"Hongwu, open the space channel for me."
"As you command!"
Hongwu didn't hesitate, and a white jade glow shot out of his eyes, falling on the portrait of layman Yunhua, and soon a colorful futon flew out.
"Walk!"
Liang Yan and Wu Xin stepped on the colorful futon together. The power of the surrounding space circulated rapidly, and it didn't take long for them to be teleported outside the thatched cottage of layman Yunhua.
"Is this the cave of the Tianji Pavilion senior you mentioned?" Wu Xin looked around curiously.
"Yes, this place is isolated from the outside world. For so many years, Wuya Shenjun has not been able to break into this place. It is safe enough for us to stay here."
Liang Yan nodded, walked into the thatched cottage, sat cross-legged on a futon, and began to use Qigong to repair the injuries in his body.
As for Wu Xin, he also sat cross-legged behind Liang Yan, formed a seal with his hands, and continuously transferred his spiritual power into Liang Yan's body to heal his injuries.
The two of them sat cross-legged in the thatched cottage without any conversation.
It was not until two days later that Liang Yan finished his work and slowly opened his eyes.
Due to the existence of the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dragon", his body's recovery ability far exceeds that of monks of the same level.
Although Wuya Shenjun's methods were powerful, Liang Yan was not attacked by him sneakily, but took the initiative to fight against him.
He first used his four sword pills to cut off most of the power of the supernatural power, and then activated the "Empty Phase of All Dharmas" in the "Eight Divisions of Evolution" to protect the vital parts of his body with Buddhist golden light, and then forcefully took over Wu.
Ya Shenjun's blow.
In fact, when Wuya Shenjun's attack came in front of Liang Yan, its power was already less than 30% of what it was at the beginning, so Liang Yan would not be injured as seriously as Fang Ruhui. Coupled with the existence of the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dragon", Liang Yan recovered quickly.
come over.
Today, Liang Yan has recovered as before and his strength has returned to its peak.
He was in good spirits and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a scent coming from behind him. Then, snow-white catkins passed through his waist and hugged him gently from behind.
"Wuxin."
Liang Yan's heart was surging and he couldn't help himself. However, he had thousands of words to say, but when he spoke, there was only one sentence left:
"How have you been doing these past few years?"
Wuxin did not answer, but hugged Liang Yan's waist from behind, and then leaned forward. The thatched cottage was quiet and tender...
After a long time, Wuxin was the first to break the silence.
Her hand drew circles on Liang Yan's chest, and a gentle voice came from behind: "I really didn't expect that in just over a hundred years, how did you become the master of Bihai Palace in Wushuang City?"
"It's hard to put it into words."
Liang Yan sighed, a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "After I left Nanchui, I encountered wind and waves on the Luohun Sea, so I deviated from the route and landed on the south coast of the Seven Stars Region...
....."
In the quiet thatched cottage, Liang Yan's voice was calm.
He recounted his experiences over the years, including how he was hunted down by Huangshi Ancestor’s disciples; how he obtained the ancestral items from his old house; how he broke the elixir and rebuilt it to achieve the Nine-turn Hunyuan Immortal Golden elixir; how he got involved
The game of saints, absorbing the luck of the eight great sects with the ultimate Dao foundation; how did he end up here because of jealousy?
Regarding Wu Xin, he did not hide most things and chose to tell the truth, except for the secret of "the immortal dragon".
It's not that Liang Yan can't trust the other party, but that this matter is very important. Xuanyuan Potian lost the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dragon", so he must have been investigating this matter carefully these years.
The saint's methods are difficult to predict. As a living dead, Liang Yan is not afraid of calculations, but his intentions are different. If she knows about this, it will only bring endless danger to her.
When Liang Yan recalled the past hundred years, Wu Xin's expression kept changing.
When she heard that Liang Yan had just arrived at Antarctic Fairy Continent, he was being chased by Huangshi Ancestor's disciples and was cornered, a look of indignation flashed across her face. She wished she could catch Huangshi Ancestor and kick and punch him personally.
, venting his anger for Liang Yan.
When she heard that Liang Yan had rebuilt the broken elixir and achieved the Nine-turn Hunyuan Immortal Golden elixir that had been rare for tens of thousands of years, her face showed a proud expression again. It felt like she had cultivated something herself.
He has peerless supernatural powers and is overjoyed.
When she heard that Liang Yan was a blessing in disguise and was banned by the weird old monk in yellow. Later, when Ye Mubai told him that he was not going to die soon, her face showed worry and distress again, and her slender plain hands were gentle.
He caressed Liang Yan's chest, as if he wanted to see if the restriction was still in his body.
Until the end, Liang Yan also entered the Thousand Magic Tower due to "Heavenly Jealousy" and reunited with him, Wu Xin's face gradually calmed down.
Liang Yan turned around, the two embraced each other, Wu Xin leaned on his chest, and said softly: "Sure enough, things in the world are unpredictable and unpredictable. This is the path of cultivation! If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to control your own destiny, and you will eventually become someone else's.
The chess pieces... The road to the great road is slow, and you and I should encourage each other."
"good!"
Liang Yan took it seriously.
After a moment of silence, Liang Yan asked again: "Now that I've told you about my experience, it's time to talk about yours. When did you leave Nanchui? How did you become the Holy Son of Tianmo Mountain? Also, what happened before?
Suixu Mountain, when the ten geniuses gathered together, why didn't you send a message to tell me your identity?"
"When it comes to my matter, it's even more complicated..."
Wuxin sat up from Liang Yan's arms, smoothed his hair, and his blurred eyes gradually became clear.
"If we want to explain all this clearly, we have to start with my life experience... When we were in the underworld, you and I entered Lu Beiyou's chess game together. I believe you also saw mine.
Part of the past. I come from the Feather Clan of the True Demon Clan, and my father is the Demon Lord of the Feather Clan."
"Although the demons are constantly at war with the human race, since the disappearance of the demon lord, the demons have been divided internally. There are hundreds of races, large and small. Some of these races are strong, some are weak, and they are constantly attacking each other.
, and our Yu clan is one of them.”
"The Yu Clan does not devour other living beings. We have our own way of cultivation and have always been at peace with the surroundings. Until one day, a rebellion broke out within the Yu Clan. My father was betrayed by the most trusted person.
The army was introduced into the city, and they teamed up with several demon kings to kill my father. Since then, the Yu tribe has been ruled by foreigners. Everyone is like livestock, without any freedom and dignity, and has become an upper-class demon tribe.
A tool for practice and pleasure.”
When he said this unintentionally, he seemed to be remembering the past that he least wanted to think of, and there was a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes.
Liang Yan didn't interrupt, he just held Wu Xin's Rou Cat and listened quietly to her past.
"Before my father died, he tried his best to let some of his tribe members escape, and I was one of them. Since then, I have been running around, secretly contacting my father's old tribe, in an attempt to restore the country, but unfortunately with little success."
"In the end, I realized that without strong combat power and relying only on some low-level demons, I would never be able to stand up. As the saying goes, it is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. Only when my own strength is strong enough can I lead my compatriots from the Yu clan.
Restoration of the country.”
"But the entire Yu Clan has become a prisoner of foreign tribes, and even I am wanted. It is difficult to move within the territory of the Demon Clan. Trying to compete for resources and improve strength is simply a fool's errand, so I will set my sights on the Human Clan.
mainland."
When Liang Yan heard this, he finally understood why Wu Xin came to the Human Continent, but he was still puzzled and couldn't help but ask: "The Human Continent is vast and has countless opportunities, why would you go to a small place like Nanchui?
"
"This starts from a legend of our Yu clan."
Wuxin sighed and said slowly: "It is said that a long time ago, our Yu clan was one of the most powerful races. At that time, there was a sacred weapon in the clan, which was passed down from generation to generation to protect our clan's prosperity. But later,
This sacred artifact was stolen by a clan member whose strength was unfathomable, equivalent to the cultivation level of a human saint. In order to recover the sacred artifact, the Demon Lord at that time sent several close generals to arrest this person in an attempt to recover the sacred artifact.
Retrieve the Sacred Artifact."
"But the tribesman who stole the sacred artifact was very cunning. He knew that the Demon King was angry and would most likely flee the country, so he did not choose to stay in the Demon tribe's territory. Instead, he crossed the sea and secretly crossed the border between humans and demons.
Came to the human continent."
"Because the matter involved the human race, the demon king at that time could no longer send a large army to pursue him, and the tribesmen did not want to start a war with the human race, so most of them chose to evacuate. There was only one senior who had a rock-like heart and a firm will. He did not follow
Everyone returned and took two of his men to sneak into the human continent and continue to hunt down the traitor who stole the holy weapon."
"According to the records left by the clan, after the senior arrived on the human continent, he quickly tracked down the traitor's clues, and then caught up with the traitor several times and started a fierce battle."
"Although the senior's strength is slightly better, the traitor does not fight him head-on. He always manages to escape in the middle of the fight. After several battles, the senior is still unable to kill the traitor and regain the sacred weapon, just like this along the way.
After the two of them arrived at Antarctic Fairy Continent, the clan completely lost contact with that senior..."
"Then the Yu Clan was destroyed, and the only way I thought of to restore the country was to find the lost sacred artifacts of our Yu Clan, help me practice and improve my strength, and then gather my father's old tribe to fight back against the foreign tribes that oppressed us!"
"So you came to Antarctica?" Liang Yan asked softly.
"good."
Wu Xin nodded and said: "My father once had an old relationship with a demon king. Although the demon king could not help me restore my country, he could agree to a condition and promise to help me escape from the demon clan and sneak into the human continent. Through this
With the help of others, I arrived at the Antarctic Fairy Continent smoothly."
"After I came here, I started to search for the whereabouts of that senior according to the records in the ancient books of the clan and some special means. It didn't take long before I found some clues. I don't know what the senior back then was.
The reason is that he was most likely seriously injured and went south to the sea to a small island in Nanchui."
"It was also for this reason that I searched on the Nanchui Islands, and that's where I met you..."
"I see.........."
Listening to Wu Xin's narration, and then thinking about the fragmented fragments he saw in Lu Beiyou's chess game, Liang Yan felt as if he was personally there, experiencing the rise and fall of the Yu clan.
From the peak of a clan to its decline, from prosperity to the ruin of the country and family, from the noble royal family to the prisoner of a foreign clan, from the princess who is dedicated to cultivation and ignorant of worldly affairs, to the vicious and cruel witch with thousands of faces.
Liang Yan was both a spectator and a person involved, truly reviewing Wu Xin's past life.
He couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a surge of love.
After experiencing the Yixing Pavilion incident, Liang Yan originally resisted and even hated this feeling, but Wu Xin was like gentle spring water, melting the ice in his heart, and they touched the softest place.
"During the chess game at that time, many scenes were fragmented and flashed by. After listening to your story today, I realized that you were still carrying such a heavy burden..."
Liang Yan's voice was very soft. He could imagine Wuxin's helplessness when everyone was betrayed and separated from her relatives, and he could also imagine the intrigues and intrigues she had encountered over the years.
His clan members were imprisoned, his family was destroyed, and he had been wanted since a long time ago. If he didn't have a hard heart and ruthless means, Wu Xin would have died hundreds of times.
Wu Xin... Maybe it was because of this that she named herself "Wuxin".
But even so, this foreign woman still has her lovely side.
Her love and justice, her informality, her tenderness, her...
There are so many things Liang Yan can think of, and everything has been deeply imprinted in his mind.
