The old tree spirit was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his back to Liang Yan. He seemed to have noticed his arrival and did not get up. He just said lightly:

"You came"

"Senior, you and I had an agreement back then. This junior came here to see how the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was being refined?" Liang Yan said with a slight smile.

"I came at the right time. The flying sword is right below. Come and see for yourself."

The old tree spirit said, pointing his hand to the bottom of the cliff.

After hearing this, Liang Yan took a few steps forward and looked down in the direction pointed by the old tree spirit.

I saw a towering tree growing on the cliff, and a purple flying sword was stuck on the trunk.

Liang Yan recognized that big tree, it was the "Nine Heavens God Thunder Tree" that he snatched back from the forbidden area of ​​Luofeng Temple, but the Nine Heavens God Thunder Tree was now very different from the original one.

The once lush leaves have now turned yellow and incomplete, and the power of thunder and lightning that filled the trunks has also disappeared.

Instead, there was the purple flying sword on the tree trunk. Powerful thunder and lightning surrounded the sword's edge, and the surrounding space made a crackling sound, as if it was succumbing to the thunderous sword intent.

"What a sword!"

Liang Yan looked at it for a while, feeling so happy that he couldn't help blurting it out.

Zheng!

As if sensing Liang Yan's call, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword on the tree trunk let out a sword cry, spontaneously flew out of the tree trunk, turned into a purple thunder, and flew in front of him in an instant.

Liang Yan stretched out his hand and stroked the blade of the sword, feeling the power of thunder and lightning contained in the flying sword. It could be said that it had been completely transformed, and he couldn't help but reveal a happy look on his face.

He cast a spell, put the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword into his body, then bowed his hands to the old tree spirit and said:

"Thank you, senior, for helping me temper my flying sword!"

"No need to thank me, we each get what we need. According to the agreement, I will accept the remains of this 'Nine Heavens God Thunder Tree'."

As the tree spirit old man spoke, he raised his hand and cast a spell. Under the influence of his spell, the "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Wood" became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a ray of green light and flew towards the top of the cliff.

In front of Liang Yan, the old tree spirit didn't hide it. He opened his mouth and swallowed the "Nine Heavens God Thunder Tree" directly.

The identity of the old tree spirit has always been mysterious, but there is a tacit understanding between him and Liang Yan. The two parties do not ask questions about each other, and neither one will inquire about the other's details. They will only say a few words when making deals.

Although Liang Yan was a little curious, he didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye, he turned around and flew towards the Sword Raising Valley.

In the valley, the atmosphere of killing permeates the air!

Before Liang Yan even got close, he already felt a suffocating murderous intent. The breath of death spread up from the valley. From a distance, it looked like a huge black lotus, entrenched in the sky above the valley.

"It seems that the Black Lotus Sword has been tempered."

Liang Yan smiled slightly, pressed the escape light, and landed on the cliff of Yangjian Valley.

I saw a long black sword inserted in the crack of the cliff in the Sword-Raising Valley. The sword was filled with black energy, and the aura of death and killing bloomed like a lotus. The quiet space around it contained great terror.

If the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword gives people a dazzling feeling, then the Black Lotus Sword gives people a chilling feeling.

"Not bad. Come back."

Liang Yan raised his hand and made a move, and a black light immediately came out of the canyon and landed on his hand.

He was connected with the Black Lotus Sword, and he could feel the joy hidden in the Feijian Sword Spirit. After pondering for a moment, he understood.

"It seems that after devouring the lotus heart brought by Gou Qi, you finally became complete. In this state, is it the real 'Black Lotus Sword'?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Lotus Sword trembled slightly, as if it understood Liang Yan's words and was responding to him.

Liang Yan smiled slightly, flicked the sword with his finger, and put the Black Lotus Sword into his body with his backhand.

The three flying swords were all put into his body. With a thought in his mind, Liang Yan's consciousness exited the Taixu Gourd and returned to his physical body.

In fact, the reason why Liang Yan was in such a hurry to retreat was that, in addition to realizing the opportunity to break through the Tribulation Realm, he also had another purpose, which was to refine the three swords of Purple Thunder, Dingguang, and Black Lotus into sword pills.

This time, the three flying swords of Xuanyuanyu and his party have been improved to varying degrees, and they have fully met the standards of the Jianlian Jianwan.

The most important thing is that this time in Xuanyuan Territory and his party, Liang Yan himself became the Sword Infant.

Before cultivating the Sword Infant, it is very difficult to make a sword pill. For example, according to the "Hundred Refining Method" in the "Tao Sword Classic", you have to go through one hundred sword refinings before you can get a "sword pill prototype".

However, after cultivating the sword infant, you can incorporate the flying sword into your Dantian for practice, thus greatly shortening the formation time of the sword pill.

Because it is made in one's own Dantian, there is no need to put it into a sword-rearing pouch to warm it up. As long as the sword pill is formed, it can be used to kill the enemy!

Therefore, after cultivating the Sword Infant, the cultivation of Jianwan will become very easy. However, most other sword cultivators only have one natal flying sword. After they become the Sword Infant, they generally will not practice Jianwan again. Occasionally, they will practice it.

A sword pill is also prepared as a backup when your own flying sword cannot be used.

But Liang Yan was different.

The four swords of Mayfly, Black Lotus, Purple Thunder, and Dingguang are all his natal flying swords, which can be used to kill enemies together. After the four sword pills are formed, his fighting skills will be greatly enhanced.

So this time of retreat is to refine the three sword pills!

After returning to the stone room, Liang Yan sat cross-legged on the futon, using his hands to perform spells continuously, and began to use the power of the Sword Infant in his body to slowly refine the three swords of Zi Lei, Ding Guang, and Black Lotus.

Time flies, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, spring and autumn have passed again.

The door of Liang Yan's cave has never been opened since it was closed. The moss at the door became thicker and thicker. In the end, the entire door was covered with vines and moss, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a cave for monks to practice.

Time is like water flowing eastwards, gone and never coming back.

On this day, thirty years have passed since Liang Yan went into seclusion.

For thirty years, except for the confidants of Bihai Palace, everyone had almost forgotten him as the master of Bihai Palace.

Until this day, it was the middle of winter and there was heavy snowfall.

In front of the door where Liang Yan was retreating, two young women appeared.

Of these two people, one is wearing a Taoist robe and has a heroic appearance, the other is in white and plain skirt, and is beautiful and lovely.

If there are monks from Bihai Palace around, they will definitely recognize that these two people are Liang Yan's disciples, one is named Li Xiran and the other is named Bai Qingruo.

The two women were kneeling on one knee in front of the gate of the cave, with very respectful expressions on their faces.

Heavy snow fell from mid-air. Although they could use their spiritual power to block it, the two women did not do so. Instead, they allowed the snowflakes to fall on their heads.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Li Xiran and Bai Qingruo were covered by heavy snow, a muffled sound suddenly came from the stone chamber.

Rumble!

The door to the cave that had been sealed for many years finally slowly opened.

A tall and tall young man in gray clothes walked out slowly.

Behind him, there are four sword pills, divided into four colors: purple, green, silver, and black, flying up and down, circling uncertainly. Although on the surface there is no huge aura leaking out, all the sword intention and sword energy are

Contained within it, it contains extremely terrifying swordsmanship power.

"Welcome Master to come out of seclusion!"

Li Xiran and Bai Qingruo said respectfully at the same time.

Today is the day when the Lord of Bihai Palace comes out of seclusion!

But Liang Yan did not make any fanfare, and the only people who came to greet him were his two apprentices.

"No gifts."

Liang Yan waved his hand, signaling the two of them to stand up.

"I have been in seclusion as a master for many years, and I have gained insights into the way of swordsmanship. I have given these two sword marks to you two respectively. I hope you can make good use of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yan raised his hand and touched his eyebrows lightly. Two completely different sword marks flew out from his eyebrows and disappeared into the sea of ​​consciousness of Li Xiran and Bai Qingruo respectively.

"Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"

The two girls were overjoyed after hearing this. The marks of the sword are the inheritance of sword cultivation, which will be of great help to them in advancing to the sword pill realm in the future. The reason why Liang Yan was able to refine the sword pill was because he saw his senior swordsman Ying Long.

The traces of swordsmanship left behind.

Now is the time for him to teach back to the new generation of sword cultivators.

Bai Qingruo and Li Xiran both respected him extremely. At this time, they bowed their heads and each bowed.

However, compared to the growth of his own cultivation, Li Xiran was more concerned about Liang Yan's state.

While lowering her head, she quietly used her spiritual consciousness to inquire about Liang Yan's cultivation.

"Master, you."

Liang Yan did not hide his level of cultivation, so Li Xiran saw it immediately and his expression changed slightly.

At this time, Liang Yan was still at the peak of Tongxuan. In other words, after thirty years of seclusion, Liang Yan still had not received any response from heaven and humans and had not taken that crucial step.

"how so."

Li Xiran was a little stunned. In her mind, her master was unparalleled in elegance. She originally thought that during the thirty years of seclusion, Liang Yan would definitely be able to obtain the telepathy from heaven and humans, and finally successfully break through to the realm of transformation.

Unexpectedly, when they met today, Liang Yan was actually stuck at the bottleneck of Tongxuan Peak. This made Li Xiran feel very depressed. Learning that Liang Yan failed to break through was even more sad than her own failure to break through.

Liang Yan also knew that Li Xiran cared about him, so he himself was more open-minded about this outcome.

"Silly disciple, water has no permanent shape, and power has no permanent potential. The journey of cultivation is bumpy and bumpy, with many unpredictable variables. Some people are stuck in bottlenecks for hundreds of years and cannot break through, and finally die with hatred. In comparison, as a teacher,
To be continued...