Chapter 21: Yan Liang Mountain (2)
Xu Jingyang's fierceness really made Yan Liangshan's heart beat wildly, and he had never seen such a desperate man in his memory for nearly a thousand years, but what made Yan Liangshan even more frightened was still to come.
As Xu Jingyang took one of his onslaughts, somehow, his originally upright facial features suddenly became distorted into a human shape, and a trace of black gas appeared in the corners of his eyes, which couldn't help but remind Yan Liangshan of the changes in those demons.
However, this first blow was not Yan Liangshan's true intention, his eyes were fixed, and he stepped back ten feet like a dragonfly. I only heard Xu Jingyang laugh hehehe:
"Hey, hey, old horseman, although your blow just now was just a temptation, I still have to use all my strength to resist, I really wasn't an opponent like you in the early days of the wind that had already spied on the threshold of returning to the spirit, what a pity. ”
After speaking, Xu Jingyang's evil face once again showed a grim smile, and his voice began to become sharp.
As he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he swiped his right hand, conjuring up a giant sword almost as tall as him out of thin air, ready to fight again.
The giant sword was cold all over, and with this winter night, it suddenly made everyone feel like falling into an ice cave, Yan Liangshan couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this, with a look of disbelief:
"It can't be!"
This burly man was hard pressed by him, not only did the flow of qi and blood run unhindered, but even the spiritual power seemed to be a little surging than just now, and Yan Liangshan's dizzy old eyes suddenly burst out with two sharp rays of light.
"You obviously only have the cultivation in the early stage of the wind resistance, why has your strength improved so quickly!, and my five poisonous pestles obviously hit your right palm, and now you should have poisoned your heart, why...?"
Yan Liangshan couldn't figure out how he couldn't figure out that as a casual cultivator who relied on for a living in the cruel cultivation realm, it was useless to deal with a young monk today, who was still much lower than his cultivation.
You must know that his five poisonous pestles are condensed with the essence of the five poisonous spirits, and they are his natal magic weapons, which have accompanied him countless times through the sea of swords, mountains and fires.
The round head of the five poisonous pestles contains deadly poison, not to mention the physical contact, even if the weapon touches it, it will be poisoned! Although Xu Jingyang's strength is weaker than him, Yan Liangshan and Ben didn't want to use their normal strength to win!
As a casual cultivator, he understands that he must deal with any enemy with the mentality of a lion fighting a rabbit.
"If you want to know the answer, just defeat him, why do you have so many words?"
At this moment, a flat word came into his ears from behind him, but these few words were like thunder, stabbing him with pain.
At first glance, it seemed to have no murderous intent, but in fact it was extremely dangerous, but what chilled him the most was that someone could appear behind him quietly!
If his cultivation is still unaware, then there are only two possibilities, one is that this person has a hidden treasure, and the other is that:
"Return to the Spiritual Realm..."
Yan Liangshan spit out the word in despair, and did not turn his head back.
"Welcome to the Sect Master!"
"Greetings, Master!"
In the distance, the disciples of Shenhuatian saw that it was their own sect master coming, and they knelt down on one knee excitedly, extremely fanatical.
The sect master lives in a simple place on weekdays, and some disciples have never seen the face of heaven for a hundred years, but now when they encounter a strong enemy, the sect master appears, and they are all as confident as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.
After Xu Jingyang saw the arrival of the master, the black qi in the corners of his eyes disappeared immediately, his distorted facial features returned to normal, and his eyes were clear again. At this time, Yan Liangshan also turned around and calmly looked at the innocent man behind him, he had already prepared for the worst, it was a big deal to burn the jade.
"It turned out to be the Shenhua Heavenly Sect Master Wu Renfu's senior! The junior Yan Liangshan is the same disciple of the Qingxu Heaven Elder Yan Jiangxing, and he is visiting the seniors. ”
After speaking, Yan Liangshan hugged his fist towards Wu Ren, and he couldn't see the grudge formed by the fight just now.
I saw that Wu Renfu was still in the air, his white Confucian shirt rose without wind, and he didn't seem to hear Yan Liangshan's words, his eyes were slightly closed, waiting for something.
Seeing that his idea of borrowing the Void Heaven to support the mountain did not work, Yan Liangshan sighed secretly and said no more, and began to secretly breathe to adjust the state of his body to the best.
If today is really his catastrophe, then Nanzhi has been sent away, and he is already careless, if the people in the village really can't be saved, then he will be a guide for them on Huangquan Road!
Shen Huatian's disciples didn't know why, so naturally they didn't dare to gasp. The aftermath of the battle of the Wind Realm cultivators just now was enough to make them scared for a long time, not to mention the highest realm of cultivation in this heaven and earth, the Returning Spirit Realm.
Time was slowly passing, and although the Sealing Array had no effect on a high-level cultivator like him at all, the villagers who were still tormented in the village were like needles pricking Yan Liangshan's heart.
Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down Yan Liangshan's forehead, he gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, if it weren't for the fact that he was far from Wu Renfu's cultivation, maybe he would have already burned the true yuan to fight him to the death.
It didn't seem to be long before the full moon hung high in the sky and bursts of birdsong sounded, and the time was still elapsed, but neither of them seemed to move at all, and they confronted each other in such harmony.
At this time, Wu Renfu seemed to have moved, only to see a slight smile and a wave of his hand, and the entire Liangqian Village was on fire. However, under his control, the fire did not burn into the mountains, but gathered straight into the village.
The speed of the flames was not fast, but it was like termites encroaching on the entire village from the outside to the inside.
Finally, Yan Liangshan couldn't sit still anymore, only to see him close his eyes and think slightly, the momentum on his body rose sharply, his dry old face was slowly filled, his white hair instantly turned black, and his stiff backbone was also straightened, and the whole person seemed to be fifty years younger, becoming a young man about thirty years old.
"Wu Renfu! In vain, you are the predecessor of the Returning Spirit Mirror, the sect master of Shenhuatian actually attacked mortals, do you still remember the iron law of my cultivation realm! The predecessor of Yi has long since left, believe it or not, but you actually killed so many of my clansmen in order to seize the Qilin Tooth, although your cultivation is not as good as you today, even if you die, I will make you pay the price!"
Wu Renfu still had the appearance of his eyes slightly closed, ignoring Yan Liangshan's words, as if he was an ant who could be pinched to death at will.
The cultivation of Yan Liangshan climbed directly from the consummation of the wind to the early stage of returning to the spirit, and regained the vitality of life, but as a price, the heaviness of burning the true element of the natal essence is known to all monks.
However, Wu Renfu's actions had already completely angered Yan Liangshan, and he couldn't control so much.
I saw that he frantically instilled spiritual power into the five poisonous pestles, and the treasure suddenly bloomed with dazzling light under the pouring of spiritual power, and it also burst out with amazing power.
The dark green arrows with obvious poison shot towards Wu Ren at an astonishing speed of lightning and thunder. The poison condensed on these poisoned arrows was obviously a hundred times more violent than before.
In Yan Liangshan's opinion, as long as these poisonous arrows were stained with blood, they would turn into invisible and invisible poison that would invade the internal organs, and they would be killed instantly! Even if they couldn't hurt Wu Renfu, as long as he touched even the slightest bit of it, it would be enough for him to bear it.
But the next moment, despair struck.
"Hummy!"
I saw that Wu Renfu raised his hand lightly, and after spitting out the two words in his mouth, all the poisonous arrows shot by Yan Liangshan were included in his wide sleeves.
There was no scene of poisoning and death as expected by Yan Liangshan in his sleeve, Wu Renfu still looked light, and the gap between the strength of the two was immediate.
"Your mood is too bad, so you will stop in the Wind Realm for the rest of your life. But if my guess is right, when someone has pointed you out a thing or two and then you can get a glimpse of the way, but you are still obsessed, and it is difficult to make the way. ”
Wu Renfu didn't seem to care much about Yan Liangshan's attitude, and actually taught him his cultivation with great interest, which made everyone present feel a little strange.
"What did you say!"
Wu Renfu's words made Yan Liangshan also surprised, and said in astonishment, while Wu Renfu continued to say to himself:
"If my guess is right, your obsession is in this village, in the place where you said you were born and raised. If I vouch for my Wu Renfu's reputation and the entire Shenhua Heaven, as long as your village is destroyed today, and your clan is dead, you can cut off your obsession, step into the Returning Spirit, and have thousands of years of longevity out of thin air, and even ascend to the Immortal Realm!
Wu Renfu did not hesitate to speak for a minute, as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest taste of lies, as if what he said would come true, but it was like full of depraved temptations, luring people into the devil's path.
I have to say that with just a few words, Yan Liangshan, as a monk, is really tempted.
This kind of palpitation, except for meeting his little granddaughter Yan Nanzhi and Yi Qing guiding him to cultivate, he has never encountered it again in the second half of his life.
If it is said that people in the world pursue wealth and power, then what monks pursue is nothing more than cultivation and longevity.
Fighting against the heavens, this is their nature.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Renfu spoke again, but this time he opened his eyes, stared at the flames of Liangqian Village, and still said calmly:
"Or do you just don't want to admit that you need someone to do it for you? So, you see, I've already done it for you, what should you do? Do you stop me and save people? Or do you wait for me to break through the realm?"
Hearing this, Yan Liangshan's eyes suddenly became brighter, and the brilliance in his eyes was no longer the color reflected by the fire burning in the village.
It was a rainbow of mixed emotions, greed, remorse, struggle, and so on, and he couldn't help but ask himself:
Will a generation of grandmasters deceive themselves? If they miss this time, will there be such an opportunity in the future? Maybe this time it is not their own calamity, but the creation of the world?
In this way, when Yan Liangshan fell into chaos and struggled, his momentum became weaker and weaker with the passage of time.
The monk burning the natal true element will make his cultivation instantly leap into the ranks, but as long as the time passes, the increased cultivation will never come back, and it will cause a permanent regression of his original cultivation, and in serious cases, it will kill him.
Just when Yan Liangshan's hair began to turn white again, and his face began to age from the age of thirty, a short, cold, but full of security voice came into his ears, instantly reversing his consciousness from chaos:
"Hurry up and save people!"