The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Regarding Liang Yan's arrival at Yixing Pavilion, although Lu Zizhen kept the disciples of Yixing Pavilion tight-lipped, due to the large number of people present at that time, in addition to the disciples of Yixing Pavilion, there were also monks from various sects and sects of Zhao State. Of course things cannot be hidden. Two days later, Yan Country, Misty Valley. In a secluded courtyard, a short old man wearing a Confucian robe and a goatee was lying leisurely on a recliner. He was fiddling with a few pieces of tortoise shells in his hands. Although he was a little lazy on the surface, a bright light flashed in his eyes from time to time. At this moment, at the entrance of the cave, ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and a moment later, a figure appeared out of thin air. This person is actually a seven-year-old child, with red lips and white teeth, and pink and jade-carved limbs. At first glance, he looks quite cute, but if you take a closer look, you will find that his eyes are very evil, as if he has a soul-stirring power. Wei! As soon as he appeared, the child raised his eyebrows and said impatiently: So, this old man lying on the reclining chair is the number one person in Nanchui's cultivation world today, Grand Master Wen! Hearing that the grand master was shaking the folding fan in his hand, with a leisurely look, he laughed and said: Although he looks smiling, but what he said has a lot of meaning. The magic scorpion boy's eyes flashed, and the displeasure just now disappeared instantly, and he put on a smiling face instead, saying: "He said these words very modestly, but the grand master Wen didn't seem to believe it, just smiled." He smiled, his expression noncommittal. After a while, Grand Master Wen said leisurely: Boy Moxie cupped his hands and sat down opposite Grand Master Wen. The two of them were separated by a stone table, only to see that the grand master took out a pot of spirit tea casually and brewed it for the two of them. Mo Xie boy was slightly taken aback, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly said in surprise: Grand Master Wen nodded, it seems that there is no need to say more, both of them know it well. The devil scorpion boy murmured. Master Wen said leisurely while sipping tea. The Scorpion boy was slightly surprised. You must know that Tang Caihuan was a monk in the early stage of Tongxuan, and Liang Yan was only in the early stage of Jindan when he left. In just two hundred years, could this person have grown to the level of Zhenjun Tongxuan? Grand Master Wen said with a slight smile: "Maxie Boy nodded and said: "Magic Scorpion Boy sneered, and said: "Wen Taishi took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Wen Taishi smiled, it seems that he does not deny the opinion of Magic Scorpion Boy . However, he is cautious by nature, cunning and suspicious, and at this time he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Magic Xie Boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Speaking of which, Moxie Boy's eyes flashed, he looked at Grand Master Wen, and said with a smile: "Grand Master Wen Touching his chin, he said with a slight smile: After hearing this, Devil Scorpion Boy frowned slightly, and said slowly: "A cunning smile appeared on the corner of Grand Master Wen's mouth." The Demon Scorpion Boy was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said: "Wen Taishi said with a sideways look: The Demon Scorpion Boy was slightly startled when he heard this, and thought to himself that although he thought so in his heart, he made an expression of sudden realization on the surface. Clapping his hands and laughing: Grand Master Wen showed a smug smile on his face, and then slowly said: The Demon Scorpion Boy pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: Grand Master Wen said again: After hearing this, the Demon Scorpion Boy was slightly startled, and said: Wen Taishi snorted coldly, and said lightly: Zhao Guo, Yixing Pavilion, on Cangmu Peak. A man in gray was sitting on the ground. In front of him, there was a three-foot-high solitary grave, around which were scattered several empty wine gourds. The man drank the wine, flicked his right finger, and dropped the last chess piece on the board. With a soft sigh, the man stood up from the ground. Looking at the tombstone one last time, the man pinched the magic formula in his hand, and it turned into a gray ray of light that soared into the sky and left Cangmu Peak in an instant. Not long after, the bell of the Yixing Pavilion Patriarch's Ancestral Hall rang. Seven long chimes echoed in the valley...