When Tang Diexian heard his question, he was slightly startled at first, then smiled and said, "So what if it is? So what if it's not? What, could it be that you want me to leave with you?"
Liang Yan shook his head and said, "I know you won't give up Yixing Pavilion, but with such a heavy burden on you alone, I'm a little worried that you won't be able to bear it."
"Then I would like to thank you for your 'worry'." Tang Diexian chuckled and said, "You came all the way to my cave in Yixing Pavilion just to say 'worry' to me, right?"
"I want to see you one last time. After today, I will leave Nanchui." Liang Yan said calmly.
"Leave Nanchui?"
Tang Diexian's expression changed slightly, and then he sighed again and said faintly: "Can't we just walk?"
Liang Yan shook his head firmly and said: "Staying in Nanchui will not help my kendo practice any more, and if I want to take a step further in kendo, I must go to Antarctica."
"Then do you know how I have lived these years?"
Tang Diexian took a deep breath and said: "In today's Yixing Pavilion, there are less than one Golden Core Realm monk. In the battle at Nanchui, the ancestor was seriously injured. Now he has been in seclusion for many years to recuperate and cannot leave the house at all. On the contrary,
It is the rising sects of the Zhao Kingdom who have secretly formed an alliance. Although they are still respectful to Yixing Pavilion on the surface, they have begun to erode our resources in private."
"As the only young member of the Tang family, I am now the master of Yixing Pavilion. I am on guard every day. I only regret that I am not strong enough to conquer all factions. Maybe one day, our Yixing Pavilion will also become the dust of history."
When she said this, the look on her face became more and more gloomy. Looking at her expression, Liang Yan felt somewhat clear in his heart.
Through these years, he probably knew the history of Yixing Pavilion.
Lu Beiyou, the founder of Yixing Pavilion, had a total of three direct disciples in his life, namely Hua Mantian, Zhuo Hang and Tang Yuanhai. Since his disappearance, these three disciples have jointly taken charge of Yixing Pavilion, also known as Yixing Pavilion.
The three major powers in the pavilion: Hua family, Zhuo family and Tang family.
After the ancestor of the Hua family passed away, there was no outstanding successor in the later generations. As thousands of years passed, he was gradually squeezed out of the center of power of Yixing Pavilion.
The Zhu family and the Tang family have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, but in the end they were still one step behind. Just a few hundred years ago, the current ancestor of the Tang family took the lead in breaking through the realm and became the only Tongxuan monk in Yixing Pavilion.
Since then, the Zhuo family has been suppressed many times, and several monks who had hoped to reach the realm of Tongxuan were eventually suppressed by the ancestors of the Tang family under various excuses, and their hopes have been completely lost since then.
This is also the reason why Zhuo Yuntian went to great lengths to collude with the Nine Nether Alliance in an attempt to rebel against Yixing Pavilion, because as long as the ancestor of the Tang family is still alive, the entire Zhuo family will never be able to succeed.
Since Lu Beiyou of the Yixing Pavilion, all the people who have taken over the position of pavilion masters have been monks from the three major families of Hua, Zhuo and Tang.
With Zhuo Yuntian's defection, only the Tang family was left among the three major forces that were jointly in charge of Yixing Pavilion. Tang Xiaoyun died in the battle fifty years ago, so this heavy responsibility finally fell on
On Tang Diexian's body.
This is also the reason why her cultivation level is only at the early stage of Juyuan Realm, but she can take over Yixing Pavilion.
This is both a right and a burden.
If it was when Yixing Pavilion was in its heyday, naturally everyone would want to be the master of the pavilion. But now that Yixing Pavilion is declining day by day, only one Tongxuan ancestor can frighten the world. Moreover, this ancestor is still seriously injured and his end is approaching.
If she can't make a breakthrough within a hundred years, I'm afraid she will be relegated to the sect.
Once this person dies, those sects in the Zhao Kingdom that have been suppressed by Yixing Pavilion for a long time, as well as sects from other countries that covet the resources of Yixing Pavilion, will probably take advantage of the fire.
By that time, Yixing Pavilion will really be doomed.
Tang Diexian ascended to the position of the master of Yixing Pavilion as a descendant of the Tang family. Every day he thought about how to revitalize the sect and how to glorify the Tang family. At the same time, he had to practice hard and improve his own strength. These years have been really exhausted mentally and physically.
Although Liang Yan has not experienced what she has experienced, he also expects that this woman's life has not been easy in the past fifty years. Although she is a cultivator, she is forced to be involved in sect disputes, and she is not as good as in the world.
Although the life span of idle clouds and wild cranes is short, they are happy and free from restraint.
It's just that he is an outsider now. Even if he feels pity, he can't console him.
And he also knows Tang Diexian's character. This woman is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Once she decides on something, she will never abandon it because of her own feelings. Things like love are just trivial matters in Tang Diexian's eyes today.
It is absolutely impossible for her to give up her important role as the leader of the clan.
Now times have changed, and both of them are no longer the innocent boys and girls they were back then. Even Liang Yan has his heart set on something. This visit is just to say goodbye to his past.
He looked at Tang Diexian for a long time, and then sighed softly: "I have to leave. We say goodbye today, and maybe we will never see each other again. I only hope that your military fortune will be prosperous, your sect will be revived, and that you will have great success in the future."
After Liang Yan said these words, he turned around and wanted to leave. However, as soon as he took a step, someone grabbed his sleeve from behind.
He turned around and saw Tang Diexian standing behind him. His face was no longer as calm as before. His eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry. He said in a harsh voice:
"Can you stay and help me once? I know you have a problem with Yixing Pavilion, but Tang Xiaoyun has died in the battle and Zhuo Yuntian has rebelled against the clan. As long as you agree to stay, you will be my Yixing Pavilion's from now on.
Deputy Pavilion Master, the seven branches of the sect are at your disposal, and the resources of the sect can also be deployed at your disposal, as long as you agree to help me."
Tang Diexian's voice was choked and he continued to persuade. Then Liang Yan couldn't hear what he said clearly. Looking at this woman who once occupied all the positions in his heart, his eyes suddenly became a little blurry.
At the same time, the figure of a witch named "Wuxin" gradually became clear in his mind.
Fifty years in hell, living and dying together, supporting each other, every bit of it, is lingering in his heart at this moment. It turns out that the appearance of this demon woman has been deeply engraved in his mind!
It was at this turn that Liang Yan finally saw his heart clearly, and at this moment, he finally let go of his knot.
Tang Diexian was still speaking intermittently, but before she could finish speaking, Liang Yan interrupted softly:
"Pavilion Master Tang, you are upset."
As soon as he said this, Tang Diexian immediately froze on the spot. All the words he had originally thought of were blocked in his mouth, and he could not say a word.
She stared at Liang Yan for a long time, as if she wanted to see through his heart, but the man opposite him had a calm face and just said lightly:
"Tomorrow is the grand ceremony. Pavilion Master Tang should not get confused at this time, otherwise it will not be a good thing for your sect."
Tang Diexian suddenly came back to his senses. The expression of being about to cry before slowly disappeared, and his face gradually became cold.
She stretched out her hand to push a strand of hair back, lowered her head and glanced at the pond in front of her, and suddenly said softly:
"It's not that I'm upset, but that I have too many distracting thoughts tonight. It's just like the clear water in this pond. It seems calm, but there may be undercurrents surging under the water. The world is treacherous. How can we see through it all?"
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked down along her gaze. He saw a few fish swimming happily in the pond, and the water was clear enough to see the bottom, and there was no undercurrent at all.
"Perhaps she has been working hard for many years and will officially take over as the head of the pavilion tomorrow, so the burden on her heart is too heavy."
When Liang Yan thought of this, he sighed secretly and said nothing more. He just glanced at Tang Diexian one last time, turned around and left the attic compound.
At this moment, Tang Diexian was staring blankly at the pool of water, seemingly unaware of his departure.
After Liang Yan left Jinxiu Valley, he did not stop at Yixing Pavilion, but walked directly to the entrance of the valley.
Although he put down his harsh words and wanted to challenge Yixing Pavilion with a sword, with Tang Xiaoyun's death in battle and Zhuo Yuntian's betrayal, he finally let go of this grudge.
Today, Yixing Pavilion has a declining population and few masters. If he continues to act recklessly, it is very likely that the legacy of Yixing Pavilion will be destroyed.
Therefore, when he came this time, he did not pay respects to the mountain in an upright manner. Instead, he sneaked in secretly and had a private meeting with Tang Diexian. In this way, the conflict between the two parties was reduced to a minimum, and there would be no more big fights.
After Liang Yan said goodbye to Tang Die, he used the Tianji Pearl and the "Yuanmu Dao" spell again to hide his whereabouts. He ran straight out of the valley without stopping at all along the way.
However, when he passed through the mouth of the valley, he was keenly aware of something wrong.
Quiet, so quiet!
Everything around was silent, not even the birds passed by.
Liang Yan's heart was moved, and he suddenly looked up, only to find that the five old Confucians who were originally sitting on the top of the mountain at the entrance of the valley had completely disappeared. As one of the five great sects, Yixing Pavilion was not even half of the people at the entrance of the valley.
A watchman!
"strangeness!"
Liang Yan thought to himself, with a vague premonition.
At this moment, a blue beam of light suddenly shot out from mid-air, and it actually hit his head.
This beam of light was extremely fast and had a huge range, covering almost the entire hundred-foot radius around him. Liang Yan, who had been hiding his traces, immediately had no way to hide within the scope of this beam of light and was directly exposed.
At this time, I heard an old voice laughing in the air:
"It was so dangerous. We almost let this kid slip away from us. Fortunately, I used the 'Photo Sky Realm' in advance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a short old man wearing a Confucian robe and a goatee slowly appeared from the void.
He was seen holding an exquisite ancient mirror, and blue light bloomed in the mirror. It was this treasure that illuminated Liang Yan's traces.
"I didn't expect this man's concealment skills to be so good. If we hadn't heard the old gentleman's 'mirror of the sky' today, I would have been in vain."
Along with this sound, another figure slowly appeared from mid-air.
This person is actually a seven-year-old child. He has red lips and white teeth. He wears a brown robe with the cuffs almost hanging down to his feet. His eyes are very evil and he seems to have the power to seize the soul!
Liang Yan was shrouded in blue mirror light at this time. Although his whereabouts could not be hidden, he was not harmed. However, when he looked at the two people high above his head, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Because the cultivation realm of these two people has already exceeded the limit of the Golden Core stage, that is, Zhenren Tongxuan!
In the entire Nanchui, there are no more than one person with such cultivation, so the identity of these two people has been revealed. The old man in Confucian robe must be the Supreme Elder Wen Taishi of Piaomiao Valley, and the boy in brown robe is
The Supreme Elder of Huang Jue Palace, "Scorpion Boy".
Liang Yan's face was gloomy. He really couldn't figure out why he met these two people at the entrance of the valley in Yixing Pavilion.
At this moment, another figure slowly appeared from high in the sky. This person was very familiar to him. He was Taoist Hong Yu, the supreme elder of the Qianyuan Holy Palace.
Two years ago, Liang Yan and Ah-Dai worked together to severely injure him in the Qianyuan Holy Palace. Now, although his injuries have slightly recovered, his face is still a little pale.
Seeing the appearance of Taoist Hong Yu, Liang Yan instantly understood that today's situation must have been planned by this person!
"Little thief, you can't fly today!"
Taoist Hongyu was suspended in the air and laughed loudly: "Back then, when you made a big fuss in my Qianyuan Holy Palace and killed my disciples, did you ever think that this day would happen!"
Facing the arrogance of Taoist Hong Yu, Liang Yan's face was calm, showing no emotion or anger. He just said lightly: "You two from Piaomiao Valley and Huangjue Palace, I have no enmity with you, why do you want to come here?"
Muddy water?”
"Hmph, you are too murderous. Back then, the entire Zhang family in Cangya Mountain was massacred. According to my investigation, the murderer was you. There are also rumors that you colluded with the demons and witches in an attempt to overthrow the hinterland of our human race. I heard that someone came here,
We just want to slay demons!" Grand Master Wen said with a righteous look on his face.
"Hey, I heard what the old man said is true." The Scorpion Boy said with a smile: "But we are not extremely evil people. As long as you are willing to take the initiative to hand over the sword gang and the sword pill method, and then practice the four swords at the same time,
Once Gang's secret is revealed, we can consider leaving you a way out!"
"good!"
Wen Taishi nodded and shouted: "There is also the 'Pure Dust Yang Yan', which must also be handed over!"
"Hahaha, what a 'demon slaying'! I think it's 'killing people and stealing goods', right?" Liang Yan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and couldn't help laughing.
After a while, I saw him frown slightly again, and then asked:
"How did you know I would come here?"
"Well, hehe, I have to ask your old friend!" Hong Yu sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of escaping lights appeared simultaneously in the Yixing Pavilion valley behind Liang Yan.
One of them was dressed in white and had a delicate appearance. It was Tang Diexian who he had met not long ago.
Next to this woman, there stood a hunchbacked old woman, holding a carved wooden staff, whose cultivation had reached the realm of Tao Xuan.
"It's you."
Liang Yan took a deep breath and murmured.
Tang Diexian's face was as calm as water. At this time, he slowly said: "Liang Yan, don't be brave! As long as you agree to turn around, enter my Yixing Pavilion, and announce the sword pill method to the public, the ancestor can protect you."