"Who are you?" Liang Yan looked at the Taoist boy in front of him and suddenly asked a confusing question.
The Taoist boy looked startled and hurriedly raised his head and said, "Uncle Master, are you okay? I am Xuan Qing. You don't even recognize me anymore. Have you gone crazy?"
"No."
Liang Yan shook his head seriously and said: "I have been practicing swordsmanship in the mountains for a long time. In these years, I have successively cut off the cause and effect of the world and the seven emotions and six desires. There are thousands of living beings in the world, but to me now, they are nothing.
It’s just a skin.”
What he said was unfathomable, and coupled with his original immortal appearance, Xuan Qing actually believed it to be true, and said with a look of enlightenment: "So that's it! Could it be that my uncle has penetrated Sword Thirteen and reached the state of returning to nature!"
"
"Sword Thirteen?" Liang Yan's heart moved slightly, but his expression did not change at all. Instead, he showed a calm expression.
Liang Yan's appearance fell into Xuan Qing's eyes, which further confirmed Xuan Qing's suspicion. He saw an ecstatic look on his face and said: "Sure enough! Haha, sure enough! Master uncle Tianzong is a genius, the longevity of our Kunwu Sword Sect.
Swordsmanship, only you can understand the last move! In this way, our Kunwu Sword Sect can be saved!"
"The Sword of Immortality? The last move?" Liang Yan was confused when he heard it, and there were many puzzles in his mind. However, he always changed his mind very quickly, and immediately put on the appearance of a master, stretched out his withered
He touched Xuan Qing’s head with his palm and sighed:
"Who awakens first from the great dream? I have known it all my life. My teacher had a dream in the mountains. Although his realm has been broken through, he has lost a lot of memories because of it. My teacher is now asking you something, and you must answer it truthfully."
After hearing this, Xuan Qing straightened up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said respectfully to Liang Yan:
"Master, uncle, if you have any questions, I will answer them all!"
"Very good!" Liang Yan reached out and touched his white beard, which he had never had before. He seemed to be very satisfied with Xuan Qing's attitude, and then asked his first question:
"Where are we now?"
"Uh" Xuan Qing raised his head and looked at Liang Yan in disbelief, but still answered truthfully: "This is the hidden sword edge of Kunwu Mountain! Kunwu Mountain is the foundation of our Kunwu Sword Sect.
,Master-uncle, have you even forgotten this?"
"Kunwu Sword Sect." Liang Yan pondered for a moment, then continued to ask: "Besides Kunwu Mountain, are there any other sword training sects?"
"This," Xuan Qing said, scratching his head: "There are some unfashionable small sects who use swords, but our Kunwu Mountain is the leader of sword sects in the world and can be called the birthplace of swordsmanship. It is not comparable to those small sects.
.”
"Then have you heard of 'spiritual power'?" Liang Yan suddenly asked loudly.
Xuan Qing was startled by him and shook his head subconsciously: "No, my disciple has never heard of it!"
"That's it!" Liang Yan nodded secretly in his heart: "It seems that in this world in the painting, there are indeed no immortal cultivators, only ordinary secular warriors. Just like the little Taoist boy in front of him, he has no spiritual power in his meridians, but he has good internal power.
, at first glance, it seems that I have been practicing martial arts since childhood.”
According to what he thought in his heart, the world in this painting is so big that it would be impossible to find the remains of the Qing Emperor within three hours. Since the seeker is a powerful swordsman, he once said that he is destined to
You will be able to see it, presumably the Qing Emperor's relics should be somewhere related to the sword.
"Kunwu Mountain is the leader of sword sects in the world. Could it be that the Qing Emperor's relics are in this Kunwu sword sect?"
As soon as Liang Yan thought of this, he immediately asked: "Xuanqing, do you know about the Qing Emperor's relics?"
"Qing Emperor's leftover wood?" Xuan Qing shook his head and said, "What is that thing?"
"What about the Everlasting Mayfly Wood?" Liang Yan asked without giving up.
"Uncle Master, you are so strange today. Why do you always ask weird things? Xuan Qing has been with you for many years, but has he never heard of it before?"
Seeing that the little Taoist boy had a look of confusion in his eyes, Liang Yan could only stop questioning, assumed an incomprehensible posture, gently touched the top of his head, and sighed:
"Xuanqing, you don't know something. I once sensed something in my dream. The Kunwu Sword Sect is facing a great disaster today. Only by finding this immortal mayfly tree can we stop this disaster for our sect."
"That's it!" Xuan Qing said in awe, "I didn't expect that my great-uncle was still thinking about our sect's plans in his dream of seclusion. It's really admirable!"
He paused and then seemed to remember something, and then said: "Although I have never heard of the Immortal Ephemera Mu Xuanqing, there is an Immortal Temple on the top of the mountain behind the sect. Is it related to this?"
"It must be it!"
Liang Yan felt excited in his heart. With the key information of Sword Sect and Changsheng Temple combined, the Changsheng Mayfly Wood must be there!
Liang Yan was so excited that he even trembled a little when he thought that he had only been in the world of the painting for a short moment and had already found clues to the remains of the Qing Emperor.
"Hurry up and take me to the Temple of Immortality!"
"Uncle Master, what nonsense are you talking about! Just let Xuan Qing arrange for a few disciples to look for this kind of thing. Now everyone from the Demon Sect has rushed to the sword trial stage. Although the sect leader is leading all the disciples to make the final resistance,
However, there are too many masters in the Demon Sect. If you don’t come to the rescue now, I’m afraid the sect’s century-old foundation will be cut off!”
"Save the situation?" Liang Yan rolled his eyes when he heard it, and cursed in his heart: "What a waste of time to save the situation! My spiritual power is empty now, and my cultivation is completely lost. With my ordinary martial arts, I still want to be able to fight against others.
Leader of the Demon Cult? Besides, if the sect is cut off, what does it have to do with me! I only have less than three hours now, if I can’t find the Blue Emperor’s relics, my own life will be at stake!”
However, he naturally would not say these words directly. He could only shake his head and said:
"Chier, I know that you have a deep affection for the sect, but now only the Changsheng Ephemera Tree can save my Kunwu Sword Sect. Listen to my uncle, take me to the Changsheng Temple immediately!"
"No!" Xuan Qing hugged Liang Yan's thigh and cried: "Master, uncle, you are confused! They have already reached the door of the house. In the time it takes to go back and forth to the Changsheng Temple, our Kunwu Sword Sect has already
Gone!"
"Xuanqing!" Liang Yan's face darkened, and he said with an angry expression: "Don't you even listen to my uncle's words?"
In fact, his original intention of saying this was to bluff Xuan Qing. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the little Taoist boy not only did not have a fearful expression on his face, but instead showed a look of determination.
He stood up, took Liang Yan's hand and said, "Uncle Master, 'You must put the interests of the sect first at all times!' This is what you taught me back then."
As soon as Xuan Qing finished speaking, he immediately channeled his internal energy throughout his body, pulled Liang Yan's hand and ran down the mountain. At the same time, he shouted: "Uncle Master, please save me Kunwu!"
"Hey, wait a minute, kid."
Before Liang Yan finished speaking, he felt a huge force pulling him forward. He had no energy at the moment and could only watch as he was pulled by the little Taoist boy and ran all the way down the mountain.
