At this time, Liang Yan was transforming into a gray ray of light, observing the surrounding mountains and landforms, and calculating the direction of the place he was looking for.
"Tenglong Mountain."
This is the place told by the afterimage in the portrait in King Cheng's tomb. It is said that the Liu family's old house was built in this mountain range.
It's just that Liu Hongcheng has been dead for many years, and the afterimage in the portrait is also a candle in the wind, and the things that happened thousands of years ago are somewhat blurry. In addition, after so many years, whether Tenglong Mountain still exists is a question.
, let alone finding exactly where it is.
Liang Yan didn't have any good solution for this. He could only be patient and spread his consciousness to the limit while slowly looking for his target.
At this moment, Liang Yan suddenly frowned slightly and looked down involuntarily. He saw a small village ten miles away from where he was.
"It's strange how there is such a hidden resentment in this small village!"
Liang Yan was confused and couldn't help but stop the escaping light and landed near the village.
In fact, he searched all the way and often went to villages or towns along the way to inquire about information. However, this was the first time he encountered such a village with so much resentment.
With a trace of doubt, Liang Yan followed the road outside the village and walked into the village.
The village is not big, with only a few hundred households in total. Most of the doors are closed at the moment. Occasionally there are a few villagers wandering on the roadside, but most of them have distracted eyes and look like they are in a daze.
Liang Yan has a lot of cultivation, so he can naturally see that these people are not really demented, but are suffering from mental breakdown because they have suffered too much of a blow and cannot bear it.
If it were just one or two people like this, it would be okay, but there are many people like this in the village now, which can only mean that this place has experienced a big change.
Just when he was a little confused and was about to go up to find someone to ask, the door of a house next to the road slowly opened.
Liang Yan turned around and saw an old man with gray hair walking shakily out of the yard, leaning on a cane.
"Young man, you are not from our village, are you?" The old man looked at Liang Yan up and down with suspicious eyes.
"Yes, my surname is Liang. I passed by here and wanted to ask for a drink of water." Liang Yan politely cupped his hands.
The old man nodded, turned his somewhat hunched body and walked towards the house, while saying calmly:
"come in."
Liang Yan did not hesitate and followed the old man into the wooden house.
When he arrived, he found a small hall with very simple furniture. The old man was not polite to him, but casually pulled a bench for him to sit down, and then went to the table to pour him water.
"Old man, are you the village chief here?" Liang Yan suddenly asked.
The old man's figure trembled slightly, as if he was a little excited, but he soon calmed down, and simply replied: "Young man's eyes are really good, and you can see it now. Yes, the old man is from Pingyang Village.
Village chief, if you don't mind, just call me Uncle Li."
"Does Uncle Li know if there is a mountain called 'Tenglong Mountain' near here?"
As soon as the three words "Tenglong Mountain" were spoken, the old man's hand that was pouring tea trembled. There were only a few "ping pong" sounds, and the white porcelain tea set shattered on the floor.
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and suddenly felt a little excited.
Along the way, he visited dozens of villages and towns, but none of them knew the place "Tenglong Mountain". The old man's reaction just now was obviously a bit strange, so he most likely knew something.
"Uncle Li, are you okay?" Liang Yan asked with concern.
"No, no. As we get older, our hands and feet become less flexible." The old man sighed, took another teacup from the side, and poured a full cup of water this time. Then he asked, "Young man, please find Tenglong."
What do mountains do?”
"It's nothing, it's just that my ancestors once stayed in this mountain. Now that I'm visiting my old place again, I want to pay homage." Liang Yan laughed.
The old man put the cup filled with tea in front of Liang Yan, then sighed and said: "Young man, listen to my advice, don't look for Tenglong Mountain. After drinking this cup of tea, you can go back and forth wherever you come from.
?”
"Why did Uncle Li say this?"
Liang Yan reached out to take the tea cup and asked with a puzzled expression: "Although I have never been to Tenglong Mountain, my ancestors once said that it has beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery. It is a rare fairy mountain treasure land."
, there shouldn’t be any danger.”
"Fairy Mountain?"
There was a mocking look on the old man's face, and he shook his head and said: "Hundreds of years ago, that place might have been a fairy mountain, but now, it has become a complete monster mountain."
Liang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Li, how do you say this?"
"well"
The old man sighed and said: "You don't know something. Hundreds of years ago, there was a monster on Tenglong Mountain. He could swallow clouds and spit mist and transform into black wind. He called himself the Black Wind Old Monster. This old monster built a cave in the mountain.
The name of Tenglong Mountain was also changed, and it is now called Heifeng Mountain."
"Nowadays, the young people in the village only know about Heifeng Mountain, but they don't know about Tenglong Mountain. That is to say, as the village chief, I have read some village records carefully, and then I understand the whole story."
"Monster?" Liang Yan heard something in his heart and suddenly said, "The resentment in this village is so heavy. Is it related to this monster?"
The old man nodded sadly and said: "Yes, the Black Wind Old Demon likes to eat human flesh and blood. He did not go down the mountain himself, but enslaved a group of bandits to capture people for him. Our Pingyang Village was just looted.
Many villagers have lost their loved ones and are somewhat distraught."
"There is such a thing!"
Liang Yan frowned slightly and said, "Are there no cultivators around here? How can we allow a monster to take human life so lightly?"
"Alas, little brother doesn't know something."
The old man sighed and said: "There was indeed a sect called 'Feihua Sect' near here before, and they often came to our village to recruit children with spiritual roots as disciples. At that time, the black wind old demon was afraid of 'Feihua Sect'
Zong', dare not go down the mountain easily, and only hide in his own lair to practice, so we and other secular people can be saved."
"But not long ago, I heard that the 'Feihua Sect' offended another force in the world of cultivation because of an incident, and was eventually destroyed. And after the Black Wind old demon learned about this, he never showed any signs of it again.
Scruples. In just a few months, he has already caused harm to dozens of nearby villages. Every newborn child or beautiful female family member was kidnapped by bandits under his command and taken to Black Wind Mountain.
