The entire Linghe River was very wide. Liang Yan was meditating with his eyes closed in the boat. Ouyang Ping beside him had nothing to say, but Tang Diexian would glance at him from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Everyone in the cabin gradually became quiet, and after a moment of burning incense, the ship gradually docked.
The monks from Yixing Pavilion, Wuwei Dao and other sects disembarked one after another, and Liang Yan and Ouyang Ping followed behind and set foot on the boundary of Huangshi Mountain.
Although this place has left the Linghe River and everyone can fly in the air, out of respect for Huangshi Mountain, everyone still chooses to walk on foot.
Fortunately, not long after, a carriage appeared at the intersection ahead.
It is said to be a carriage, but in fact there is no horse. The entire carriage is carved and painted, and is inlaid with many exquisite materials. The most peculiar thing is that there are heavy clouds and mist surrounding the bottom of the carriage.
"It's Yun Che!" Ouyang Ping exclaimed, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Liang Yan was a little curious and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Is there anything special about this cloud car?"
Ouyang Ping came back from his excitement, turned to look at him, and said with some confusion: "It seems that Zhang Daoyou is indeed an ascetic monk in the mountains. This 'cloud chariot' is a flying magic weapon. If there are enough
Supported by spiritual stones, its speed can be compared to that of a monk in the Golden Core Realm."
"Can you actually reach the Golden Core Realm's escape speed?" Liang Yan was slightly surprised. He finally understood that this "Cloud Car" is simply a life-saving weapon.
"Haha, although the 'Cloud Car' is good, not everyone can own it. You must know that this 'Cloud Car' must be refined by monks above the Golden Core Realm, and it also requires specific materials. Even if it is
Sects like Qianyuan Holy Palace don’t have many cloud chariots, but I didn’t expect that Huangshi Gong would send one directly to welcome guests because of his grand pomp!”
The person who said this was a Taoist priest of Wuwei Dao next to him. He obviously heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sigh.
Everyone in Yixing Pavilion had a calm expression. After all, there was a Yun Che in their sect, and in terms of rank, they were either high or low.
Several people boarded the cloud cart one after another, and the next moment, a breeze blew from the ground, and then they saw the cloud cart flying into the air, without any need to control it, and flew straight up the mountainside of Huangshi Mountain.
The speed of the "cloud car" was so fast that everyone only stayed in the car for a few breaths before the car began to slowly descend and finally stopped beside a valley.
This valley is also quite strange. It is actually sunken into the mountainside of Yellowstone Mountain. It does not look natural, but looks like a valley that was forcibly carved out by someone using great supernatural powers.
There are many pavilions and pavilions in the valley, and many monks have gathered on the streets. These people gather in twos and threes to exchange cultivation experiences, or exchange resources with each other, and some simply meet up with old friends for many years and chat here.
"This is the 'Pingyang Valley'. Before the Baiguo Banquet, this is where I stayed." Ouyang Ping explained from the side.
Liang Yan nodded slightly and followed the others into the valley. The white invitation suddenly flew out automatically and turned into a white light in mid-air, flying straight in a certain direction.
Liang Yan raised his eyes and looked up, only to see this white spiritual light speeding through the air for a while, and finally disappeared into an attic on the east side of a valley.
And the restrictions around the attic opened instantly, as if to welcome Liang Yan, the master.
"It seems that the residence of Fellow Daoist Zhang is over there!" Ouyang Ping on the side said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhang might as well take a stroll in the valley first. There will be an exchange meeting for the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage in a few days. Can we go there together?"
Liang Yan nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go and get to know Brother Ouyang more."
"Haha, okay! I'll take my leave now and see you at the exchange meeting." Ouyang Ping arched his hands and strode towards his residence.
At this time, the people who had come with them had all dispersed. In Wuwei Dao, the people from Tiangang Pavilion all went to their residences, but the people from Yixing Pavilion did not stay here. Looking at the direction in which they left, it seemed that
It's like going out of the valley.
Liang Yan looked at Tang Diexian's retreating figure, his thoughts couldn't calm down for a long time, but he also knew that this was not the time to recognize each other, and he could only endure it for a few more days.
He did not wander outside like other monks, but went directly to his residence, stayed in the room and began to meditate with his eyes closed. This state of concentration lasted for five or six hours.
At midnight, Liang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his trance.
He turned his left hand and saw a formation disk flashing red in his hand, and a message came from it:
"Outside Pingyang Valley, one hundred miles due east!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly. He and Ah-Dai each had a formation disk, and they could sense it as long as they were not too far apart.
Not long after he entered Huangshi Mountain, he already knew that Ah-Dai had arrived before him.
However, there were many people at the time and he was new here, so it was not easy for him to take the initiative to contact Ah-Dai.
Now that he received the message from Ah-Dai, Liang Yan didn't delay. He first used the restraint he had left in Ruoyan's body to send her a message, and then he made a secret to hide himself in a black mist, and left the Pingyang Valley in an instant.
He carefully concealed his aura all the way, flying almost close to the ground. After a while of burning incense, he saw a dense forest in front of him.
Liang Yan got into the forest and flew five miles due east when he saw two people standing under a big tree.
Both of them were wearing black robes, one of them was an old man with white hair, his face was wrinkled, and he looked a little slovenly.
The other person was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, looking ferocious and terrifying.
"Brother Dumb, your illusion skills have also improved a lot. If I hadn't been willing to investigate, I would have hardly been able to find any flaws in you!" Liang Yan laughed out loud when he saw the middle-aged man.
"Brother Liang, please don't laugh at me! My magic of transformation is just a trick." The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed.
Indeed, although the appearance of this dumb-transformed middle-aged man has changed, his aura has not changed much, and acquaintances can recognize him at a glance.
Moreover, there are many traces of modification on his body. If you take a quick glance, it will be nothing, but if someone is careful, they will definitely find flaws.
It can only be said that this kind of illusion technique is still far behind Liang Yan's "Yuan Mu Dao" technique.
"Let me introduce, this is the helper I invited. Wu Guosan cultivates in Fuyu Mountain. His cultivation has reached the 'Fake Alchemy Realm', and he is extremely good at the Taoist Gate Control Technique." Ah-Dai pointed at the white-haired old man beside him.
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At this time, there happened to be a sound breaking through the air, and then a little girl with red clothes and fair skin fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone.
"Then let me also introduce you. This is the helper I hired. Ruoyan, a demon cultivator, has reached the late stage of Juyuan Realm." Liang Yan said slowly from the side.