When it was just dawn, two figures were walking slowly on the path near the top of Xiling Mountain.
These two people, one big and one small, were naturally Liang Yan and Li Xiaosong who had traveled all night.
"Speaking of which, fellow Daoist Xiaosong, how come you haven't seen the flame magical power you used last night before? Could it be that you learned it from your master?"
"Haha, that's natural. This is Master's natural skill!" Li Xiaosong said with a proud look on his face: "He even specifically said that my physique is the most suitable for practicing this skill!"
"Oh? So powerful! What's the name of this technique?" Liang Yan asked casually.
"Scream!" Li Xiaosong was about to answer, but suddenly thought of something, shook his head again, and imitated Liang Yan's tone and asked:
"Speaking of which, fellow Daoist with a bad face, I haven't seen you use the flying sword magical power you have been using in the past few days. I haven't seen you use it half a year ago. Could it be that you stole it from someone?"
Liang Yan might as well have been asked a question, but he could only say helplessly: "This magical power of flying swords was something I learned from a sword manual by chance. No one taught me at all."
"That's it!" Li Xiaosong nodded and said, "Since you said it, it's okay to tell you. My technique is called 'Sacred Fire Body Refining Technique'!"
"Sacred Fire Body Refining Technique?" Liang Yan was curious and wanted to ask again, but saw Li Xiaosong stop and point forward.
"arrive!"
Liang Yan followed her finger and looked forward, and sure enough he saw a corner of a house looming high in the sky at the bend of the mountain road ahead.
The two couldn't help but speed up their pace, and when they walked around the corner, they saw a towering cliff appearing in front of them.
This cliff is about eighty feet high, with pavilions and pavilions looming above it, and many brick and tile houses sticking out from the corners, like an antique town.
Liang Yan raised his hand and made a move. The light sword followed his will, unsheathed and settled in place, stopping in front of the two of them.
"Come up, stand firm!" He said and jumped on the flying sword first, followed closely by Li Xiaosong. The two of them instantly jumped into the air and flew towards the top of the cliff.
When the two of them settled down again above, they saw a majestic group of buildings towering in front of them, and a circle of light yellow light covering the entire sword pavilion.
"Who is here? Get your name quickly!"
A loud shout came from the front, and Liang Yan immediately replied loudly:
"I am Liang Yan, a disciple of the Yungang Sect, and next to me is my junior sister. I have come here specifically to help the Pavilion Master!"
"Since you are a disciple of the Yungang Sect, do you have any credentials?"
"Of course!" Liang Yan raised his hand and threw out his personal disciple token. Li Xiaosong on the side followed suit and threw the token at the same time.
I saw a small crack in the light yellow mask, and then a blue light shot out, sucking the two tokens into the mask at the same time, and the newly cracked hole was almost there.
When the token enters, it heals as before.
The voice in the light shield was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Please wait for a moment, wait for me to report to the master of the pavilion, and then come to greet me!"
"It doesn't matter, go and come back quickly!" Liang Yan said nonchalantly.
"These people are so verbose. They are obviously asking us for help, but they still want to check this and that!" Li Xiaosong said with some dissatisfaction.
"In such an emergency period, it is natural to be cautious. I am afraid that the inspection procedures are not strict. Doesn't that mean that the master of the Sword Forging Pavilion is a idiot?"
"Humph, if he wasn't a idiot, he wouldn't have caused such a big disaster and couldn't handle it, and he would have had us wipe his ass." Li Xiaosong said angrily.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Liang Yan glared at her and wanted to preach again, but he heard a burst of hearty laughter from the front:
"Hahaha! The disciples of the Shang Sect came from afar, but Huang was disappointed and forgot to forgive me!"
As the voice sounded, the light yellow light shield instantly opened a crack, and then the door opened, and a man in yellow robe walked out from inside.
This man had a tall nose, thick lips, broad shoulders, and a pair of piercing eyes. In a few leaps, he landed in front of Liang Yan.
"Your Excellency, as a disciple of the Shang Sect, was willing to put himself in danger when the sword-making pavilion was in danger and come to help us defend ourselves against the enemy. Huang is really impressed by your courage and courage!"
Liang Yan glanced at the person in front of him and found that his aura was profound and his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. He was only one step away from building the foundation of the spiritual platform.
"Presumably this person is Huang Potian, the master of Zhujian Pavilion." Liang Yan thought to himself.
When he thought of this, he did not dare to make excuses, and immediately returned the courtesy and said: "Zhujian Pavilion and our Yungang Sect have a long history. This time, Taoist friend Huang issued a mission in Baihu Pavilion. Liang was just following orders."
"Haha, Brother Liang is quick to talk, which really suits Huang's temper! But this is not the place to talk. Please follow me to the Sword Casting Pavilion to talk."
"I think so too!"
"please!"
After the two exchanged polite greetings, Liang Yan led Li Xiaosong, followed Huang Potian, and walked into the yellow light barrier.
At this time, someone had already prepared the carriage, picked up the three people on the carriage, and rode on the street for a while. After a while, they stopped in front of an antique tower.
Huang Potian got out of the car first and said to Liang Yan and the others: "This is the meeting place of my sword-making pavilion. All major decisions are discussed here. Yanyue, Taoist friends from Fengling and Lei sects, and Guizong
Fellow Taoist Ling Wei should have arrived by now, so please follow me in."
Liang Yan nodded and said, "Pavilion Master, please."
The three of them quickly walked into the tower. Liang Yan glanced around and saw that there was a wide hall with rows of seats on both sides of the hall. Five people were already seated.
One of them, Liang Yan, was already very familiar with her. She was none other than Ling Wei, but Zhu Yuepo, who was traveling with him, was nowhere to be seen.
As for the remaining four people, two of them are big men in blue clothes, and they are almost similar in appearance. They look like brothers.
The other two people were both dressed in white, one male and one female.
The woman has a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and her black hair tied back, making her look dignified and elegant. The man has an ordinary appearance, but there is a calm air between his eyebrows and he looks quite reliable.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, please sit down! Let me introduce you to everyone. This is Liang Yan, the direct disciple of Guanyufeng of Yungang Sect." Huang Potian stretched out his hand at this time and introduced to everyone with a smile.
Except for Ling Wei, the other five people looked curious and looked at Liang Yan up and down.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liang!" The calm man in white clothes stood up and said, "I am Bai Xuan from the Yanyue Sect, and the person next to me is my senior sister Tang Youyue."
Following his introduction, the dignified-looking woman in white also turned slightly sideways and nodded towards Liang Yan.
"Haha, you are all young talents, not as good as me, an old man who is half dead." Huang Potian laughed, then pointed at the two young monks in blue and said:
"Fellow Daoist Liang, let me introduce to you, these two are Taoist friends Lei Shan and Lei Hao from Fenglei Sect. Disciples of Fenglei Sect all take Lei as their surname after they enter the profession, but I think they seem to be real brothers?"
The two blue-clothed monks had no expression on their faces after hearing this. They just said to Liang Yan angrily: "Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you!" Liang Yan also returned the favor, glanced around at the same time, and suddenly asked:
"Master Huang Pavilion, there should be one less person here. I wonder where our senior brother Zhu Yuepo from the Yungang Sect is now?"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Wei's face instantly turned pale, and even Huang Potian frowned.