Ning Wantang's disappointment was palpable. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Then do you know where he went?"
After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "You want to go to sea to find him, right?"
Ning Wantang's face turned red after being told something, and he murmured: "He is so stupid and stupid. He has been gone for so many years and I don't know if he can take care of himself..."
"Don't worry, Dumb has recovered his memory."
Liang Yan said, then sighed and said: "To be honest, we said goodbye to Qianyuan Holy Palace back then. More than two hundred years have passed, and he and I have never met again, so I can't answer your question."
"Has he recovered his memory?" Ning Wantang's expression was a bit complicated, and he didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed.
At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter sounded next to him:
"Hahaha, Mr. Liang, I never thought that you and I would see each other again one day!"
It was Yuan Jiuling who spoke. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, and patted Liang Yan on the shoulder.
Faced with this move, Liang Yan did not dodge.
Because his realm is already much higher than that of the other party, there is no need to guard against anything.
"Senior Yuan, we meet again."
Liang Yan smiled slightly and spoke in a calm tone, still addressing him as "senior" just like he did two hundred years ago.
"Nonsense!"
At this moment, Mu Xinren spoke to stop him.
In the impression, he has always been a serious person. At this time, he also had a straight face and scolded Yuan Jiuling: "You think it's still the same year. His cultivation level has far surpassed ours. Don't be a 'boy' anymore."
Long, 'boy', can you make it shorter?"
"Yeah?"
Yuan Jiuling reacted, looked at Liang Yan carefully for a while, and said in wonder: "His grandma has really bad legs! I can't even tell the depth of your cultivation. Tell me quickly, what exactly are you now?"
What realm?”
"Yuan Jiuling, please calm down for a while."
Gui Yun'er suddenly spoke and said calmly: "This is the distinguished guest of the Valley Master. The Valley Master specially ordered me to come and greet him. You guys, please don't interrupt."
After that, he bowed to Liang Yan and saluted: "The distinguished guest has come from afar, and the owner of the valley is already waiting in the back mountain."
"Ning... Your Valley Master, he already knows that I am coming?" Liang Yan had a look of surprise on his face.
"Not bad." Gui Yun'er nodded.
"Strange things..."
Liang Yan's heart was filled with tears. You must know that he is the body of a living dead. Even a saint would find it difficult to deduce himself. How did this person know that he was coming?
Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't show it on my face. I still cupped my hands very politely and said, "In that case, I'll trouble Taoist Gui Yun'er to guide Liang."
Gui Yun'er nodded, turned around and said, "Your distinguished guest, please come this way."
Liang Yan did not hesitate and followed Gui Yun'er out of the apricot forest. The two of them walked across the valley, and after about half a stick of incense, they came to a clear river.
The river bed is very wide, but the current is not fast. There is so much smoke in the upper reaches that the source cannot be seen.
There was a wooden boat parked on the river bank, with no one on board.
"Please come aboard, distinguished guest." Gui Yun'er said respectfully from the shore.
Liang Yan stopped and looked at the river in front of him, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
I have been to the Valley of Evil Doctors myself, but I have never seen such a river before? Or is it because I was not well-educated at that time and did not know the full picture of the Valley of Evil Doctors?
Liang Yan thought for a while and asked, "What can the owner of the valley tell you?"
"There are no special instructions. You just asked me to go to Xinglin to greet the distinguished guests."
"Then why don't we meet in the valley?"
"This...I don't know either." Gui Yun'er scratched his head and said, "The owner of the valley was fishing and suddenly said to me: The wind is blowing in the mountains, the fish are in the water, the boats are traveling in the water, and distinguished guests are coming. So I came out to greet them.
Already."
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
He stepped onto the boat and sat down at the bow. Gui Yun'er also came up, picked up two sticks of wood at the stern, and started paddling slowly.
This man and a ghost were sailing against the current, and soon entered the vast mist.
About a quarter of an hour later, Liang Yan suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.
"arrive!"
As Gui Yun'er's voice sounded, the fog in front gradually dissipated, and the surrounding scenery suddenly became clearer.
I saw a huge mountain lake in the upper reaches of the river. Looking from a distance, I saw green mountains, white clouds, soft wind like water, and clear blue sky. The mountains and rivers contained infinite charm, which made people drunk without drinking.
Looking around the lake, there are many cliffs, among which two peaks bend together in mid-air, forming a strange arch bridge.
An old fishing man sat on the arch bridge.
The old man was wearing yellow clothes and a bamboo hat on his head. His face under the bamboo hat had many wrinkles, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he seemed to be wandering in the sky.
The fishing rod in his hand is also very special. It is actually made of running water and looks crystal clear under the sunlight.
A silver fishing line hangs from the end of the fishing rod, which is thousands of feet long, and drops down into the lake. At this time, the wind and waves are calm, and there is no movement around the fishing line.
"Junior Liang Yan, meet the Valley Master!"
Liang Yan stood up from the bow of the boat, clasped his hands into fists, and said loudly.
His voice spread throughout the valley, but it didn't seem to disturb the old man fishing.
"got windy."
Gui Yun'er's voice suddenly came from behind him. Liang Yan frowned slightly and looked back, only to see Gui Yun'er smiling at him, and his body was gradually getting depressed.
In just a few breaths, Gui Yun'er turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace in front of him.
"interesting......."
Seeing this scene, Liang Yan didn't have any panic on his face, but instead showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.
At the same moment, the originally calm lake surface suddenly started to ripple, and a refreshing breeze blew in your face.
The wind became stronger and stronger. It was just a gentle breeze at first, and gradually turned into a violent wind. The wind blew on the lake surface, as if there was an invisible big hand, pushing up a huge wave of hundreds of feet, rushing towards the direction of Liang Yan.
Liang Yan stood on the bow of the ship, facing the huge waves of hundreds of feet, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Senior, the mountains and rivers here are so peaceful, why do you need to make huge waves? In my opinion, it's okay not to have such wind and waves!"
While speaking, he put his hands behind his back and kept his feet still. A golden light came out from behind and turned into a huge palm that fell from the sky. He actually pressed down the huge wave that was a hundred feet high!
The huge waves roared endlessly, and powerful power surged out, seeming to want to break through the shackles of the golden light.
But the golden palm remained motionless, forcibly holding down the huge wave, smoothing it down inch by inch, and finally pushed the huge wave back into the lake water, and the entire lake surface became as smooth as a mirror.
Although the waves have stopped, the wind has not calmed down.
In the strong wind, leaves were falling, sand and rocks were flying, and everything was shaking.
Only the old man on the arch bridge remained motionless, still holding the fishing rod in his hand and fishing with his eyes closed.
Seeing this scene, Liang Yan was about to speak, but suddenly he felt his feet sink, and a suction force came from below, dragging his wooden boat down continuously, as if it was about to fall into a bottomless abyss.
He looked down and saw that with the wooden boat as the center of the circle, the lake water with a radius of hundreds of miles began to rotate, forming a huge whirlpool in the lake.
At this moment, the old man on the arch bridge finally spoke, as if talking in a dream, slowly chanting: "The heaven and the earth are divided into yin and yang, and the pure and turbid are fighting each other, which is the change of the mind's wandering.
....”
Along with the words, the breeze on the lake poured into the vortex, and the vortex rotated faster and faster!
Two completely different forces confront each other in the whirlpool. Sometimes the clean air rises, and sometimes the turbid air descends. A powerful tearing force comes, seeming to tear everything in the vortex to pieces.
brush!
In the whirlpool, a wave came and hit the wooden boat where Liang Yan was.
Just now, Liang Yan was calming down the huge waves that were hundreds of feet tall, but now facing this small wave, he didn't dare to show any signs of neglect.
Drawing a circle with his left hand and pushing the wave with his right hand, Liang Yan used the "Uncertain Mind Technique" that he had not used for many years, allowing the boat to skillfully avoid the wave. At the same time, he drifted with the current and went down the whirlpool.
"The Method of Uncertain Mind" is originally a skill in the Jindan realm. It has been rarely used since Liang Yan entered the Tongxuan realm. But when he used it now, he did not use the skill to fight the enemy, but borrowed it to take advantage of the situation.
Dharma maintains a delicate balance between the turbidity of yin and yang in the whirlpool.
Yin and yang are in opposition, it is difficult to distinguish between pure and turbid, the water potential changes, and the abundance and deficiency are unpredictable.
The small whirlpool in the lake contained unpredictable changes. Liang Yan saw the mystery and knew that this was the other party's great magical power.
Before the situation became clear, he did not want to act rashly. He just used the formula of "The Method of Uncertain Mind" to stabilize the wooden boat under his feet and prevent it from being overturned by the wind and waves.
Soon, Liang Yan arrived at the center of the whirlpool.
The power of yin and yang gathers here, and the pure and turbid air is constantly changing. When you are in it, you feel like you are in the chaotic whirlpool that created the world, and everything becomes hazy.
Mountains are not mountains, water is not water, it is difficult to distinguish between yin and yang, and between pure and turbid.
Suddenly, an irresistible suction force emerged from the eye of the whirlpool, as if an invisible hand broke the balance of the wooden boat and dragged the people on board into the water.
"What a yin and yang change!"
Liang Yan praised him sincerely.
Under this strange force, he could no longer steady the wooden boat under his feet, so he had no choice but to point his toes and rise upward into the air.
Before the person was in the air, the voice on the arch bridge sounded again, and the old man could only be heard saying leisurely: "The movement has no name, the road has no form, the clouds hanging from the sky turn into the wind, soaring upward, soaring thousands of miles...
.”
Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly rose!
The power of yin and yang was mixed in the wind, sweeping in from all directions, as if there were thousands of invisible ropes tightly wrapped around Liang Yan's body, trying to drag him downwards and back into the whirlpool.
Liang Yan's body was tied, but his expression remained unchanged. He laughed wildly in mid-air: "Since 'actions have no name and Tao has no form', why do seniors still force others to make things difficult? How about riding the wind back home? Wouldn't it be fun?"
While speaking, the sword energy flew out from his sleeves, piercing into the surrounding strong wind.
He used the magical power of "Daya Thirteen Swords". The sword energy seemed chaotic, but in fact it coincided with the rhythm of music. Between "picking", "plucking", "stabbing" and "cutting", he used the yin and yang power contained in the strong wind.
All disrupted.
Yin and yang were divided into pure and turbid, and the strange power that originally bound his body gradually faded away. Liang Yan's escape light lit up and shot straight to the sky, quickly escaping from the whirlpool in the lake.
At this moment, the old man on the arch bridge suddenly sat up straight. Although his eyes were still closed, his face was no longer lazy, and his voice gradually became high-pitched:
"...The small does not know the big, the big is not as good as being, and the existence is not as good as nothing. The six qi are innately transformed, the formless is the original form, everything is transformed into the mysterious female, and the Huangting is born with a thread!"
At the end of the sentence, the voice was already very excited. At the same time, the whirlpool on the lake surface suddenly dispersed, and the endless lake water rose upwards into the sky, and actually gathered into dozens of waterspouts.
These waterspouts carried the power of heaven and earth and swept toward Liang Yan's location from different directions.
By this time, Liang Yan's face was already very solemn.
He clenched his hands into fists and punched several times in succession. With a series of explosions, the golden fists scattered in all directions and soon hit the waterspouts.
However, those water dragons seem to contain strange power, and they can actually turn magical powers into invisible things!
Even Liang Yan's fist shadow condensed with the divine power of King Kong was swallowed up by the water the moment it encountered the waterspout, and its aura gradually disappeared without causing any waves...
When Liang Yan saw this, his expression changed slightly.
He did not hesitate, he pinched the sword secret in his hand quickly, and two sword lights flew out from the Taixu gourd, which were the swords of Mayfly and Black Lotus.
The two sword lights, one green and one black, quickly rotated around Liang Yan. The sword energy surged out and turned into two sword energy tornadoes, rushing towards the surrounding waterspouts.
The water is rushing and the sword energy is everywhere!
Liang Yan was placed in the thousands of water waves, his body shape changed erratically, his sword energy surged and roared, and he fought hard in the crowd of thousands of troops, as if two armies were fighting, and the two sides were fighting evenly.
And while Liang Yan was fighting hard, the old man on the arch bridge had already stood up.
He threw the fishing rod in his hand aside, closed his eyes slightly, danced and sang: "... take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, guard against the debate of the six qi, swim endlessly, cross endlessly, only then can the yin and yang self-divided,
The pure and the turbid have been settled by me, and I have transformed myself into the Tao, and I have become a saint!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ripples rippled where the fishing line dropped, and a moment later, a big fish with golden scales jumped out of the lake.
The big fish rushed into the air, changed its body shape dramatically, and turned into a bird. Its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun!
Liang Yan lowered his head and saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and he murmured: "So that's it...the wind in the mountains, the fish in the water...it's about this Kunpeng transformation!"
Before he could think about it, the big bird had already soared into the sky!
"hold head high!"
With a roar, he spread his wings and flew away!
Kunpeng's body, thousands of miles into the vastness, Kunpeng's wings, hanging clouds, and vast aura are coming towards him. Even though Liang Yan has all kinds of magical powers, he cannot escape from the lock of this aura and can only resist head-on.
"Good guy, come at me!"
Liang Yan's heart trembled, and the celestial god's eyes appeared above his head, and a black light fell from the sky, shining on Kunpeng's head.
He originally wanted to imprison the other party, but he didn't expect that Kunpeng flapped his wings and a vast force swept out, shattering the black light!
