"The wound of the avenue."

Hearing these four words, Liang Yan's eyes jumped slightly.

In order to resist "Ren Yi" Luo Qing in the Thousand Magic Tower, Liang Yan forcibly fused four flying swords and used a move "Cut the Dust Silk". Although he succeeded in seriously injuring Luo Qing in the end, it was also in his own body.

It left a great scar.

As long as this injury of the Dao exists, Liang Yan will have no way to go further on the road of swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship cultivation will stop here for life.

This was undoubtedly a disastrous consequence for Liang Yan, who was obsessed with swords and devoted himself to exploring the ultimate in swordsmanship.

Wuxin and Liang Yan know each other and stay together, so of course they understand the pain in his heart.

"It might be a good thing for us to accidentally enter Juntian City!"

Wu Xin was slightly excited, grabbed Liang Yan's hand and said: "The Shennong lineage is good at medical skills, and Shennong Mountain has planted various rare elixirs. As long as the Shennong Hu is willing to take action, your injuries from the Great Dao are very likely to be cured."

"Shennong Hu?"

After listening to Wu Xin's words, Liang Yan fell into deep thought.

Judging from the current situation, Shennong Hu is indeed his only hope.

If even the medical skills of Shennong's lineage couldn't cure him, then he really couldn't think of any other way to cure himself.

After pondering for a moment, Liang Yan nodded slowly and said, "What you said makes sense. I'm going to see the Shennong Husband right now!"

"I will go with you."

Wuxin did not let go of Liang Yan's hand. He had been comatose for too long this time, and after waking up, he did not want to be separated from Liang Yan, even if it was only for a short time.

"All right."

Liang Yan smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a spell, using a beam of escape light to wrap up Wu Xin and himself, leaving the thatched cottage and flying towards the location of the Shennong Husband.

Shennong Mountain, Jinxia Peak.

There is a palace built of huge stones. There are more than ten patrolling monks outside the palace, all of whom are above the Golden Core stage. There is a plaque hanging above the palace, with three big characters written on it, which is: "Shennong Palace"!

Outside the Shennong Hall, two rays of light came from far and near, falling in front of the patrolling monks. It was Liang Yan and Wu Xin.

"Stop anyone who comes!"

The monks guarding outside Shennong Hall stopped the two of them.

A monk who looked like a leader came out, cupped his hands to Liang Yan and said, "This is the Shennong Hall. Outsiders are not allowed to enter without the consent of the mountain owner."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "I have something I want to see the mountain master. Please let me know."

After hearing this, the leading guard frowned: "I know that you are the distinguished guest of the Mountain Lord, but the Mountain Lord is here."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from the Shennong Hall, laughing and saying: "But Fellow Taoist Liang is here to visit? No problem, please come in and talk."

Upon hearing this voice, the guard's face immediately became respectful.

"yes!"

After responding, the guard took the initiative to move out of the way, bowed his hands to Liang Yan and said, "The mountain master invites you, distinguished guests, please come in."

Liang Yan nodded, without saying anything else, and walked up the stairs with Wu Xin, and soon walked into the Shennong Hall.

The interior of Shennong Hall is a self-contained space, a beautiful bamboo forest. There is an open space in the forest with several futons on which four people have been seated.

One of them, wearing coarse linen clothes and with a generous appearance, is the current lord of Shennong Mountain, Shennong Hu.

With Shennong Hu at the center, there were three other people sitting next to him, namely a bald old man in purple robe, an old man in commoner clothes with gray beard, and a middle-aged man with dark skin.

These three people have powerful auras and all have cultivation levels above the Tribulation Realm. The highest among them is the purple-robed bald old man. According to Liang Yan's estimation, he should have survived the second disaster.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan finally understood why the guard was hesitant just now.

It turned out that my arrival was unlucky, and I just happened to catch up with the senior leaders of Shennong Mountain for a meeting here. These three monks were all respected elders of Shennong Mountain, and they were obviously discussing important matters with the Shennong Husband.

"I'm sorry, Liang came to visit unexpectedly and disturbed the mountain master." Liang Yan said apologetically, cupping his hands.

"It doesn't matter, since I let you come in here, I don't treat you as an outsider." Shennong Hu chuckled, his eyes fell on Wu Xin, and asked: "How is your recovery from your injury, fellow Taoist?"

"Thanks to the mountain master, the little girl's injuries are no longer serious."

Wu Xin said, bowing slightly to Shennong Hu to thank him for his help.

"As long as it's okay, it's okay as long as it's okay! My brother Liang cares about you very much!"

Hu Shen Nong touched his chin, glanced at Liang Yan and Wu Xin, and suddenly laughed and said: "The dragon and the phoenix are a match made in heaven. The virtuous couple are indeed a perfect match! Such a gorgeous couple is really enviable to others."

After saying these words, Wu Xin's face turned slightly red with embarrassment. Although she knew it was flattery, she still felt extremely sweet in her heart.

Liang Yan was very calm and chuckled: "Thank you, the mountain master. This time we can recover as before, thanks to the help of Shennong Mountain."

"Brother Liang is out." Shennong Hu waved his hand and said: "You saved Qingqing, you saved Tang Zhen, and you promised to pass on the sword here. Some help is in order. But Brother Liang came to visit today, what's the point?

Something?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan said slowly: "I would like to ask the mountain master to help me heal the wounds of the Great Dao in my body."

"The wound of the avenue?"

Shennong Hu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the three elders beside him, and saw that the three elders had equally surprised expressions on their faces.

"Brother Liang, please step forward. The three elders beside me are also experts in medical skills. Let them take a look at the injuries inside your body."

"good."

Liang Yan did not hesitate and walked slowly to the center of the bamboo forest.

The three elders did not speak, and each made a magic formula. Hundreds of bamboos around them buzzed and vibrated. After a while, emerald green silk threads were pulled out from the bamboo joints.

These threads were like silver needles, piercing Liang Yan's acupuncture points from different angles.

Liang Yan did not dodge this, but stood there and allowed the other party to cast spells.

The three elders kept fiddling with the bamboo threads. Some frowned slightly, while others pondered hard. They all seemed to be exploring the wounds of the Great Dao in his body.

After a long time, a "buzz" sound was heard! A bamboo thread broke in mid-air.

Next, it seemed to cause a chain reaction. There were constant crackling sounds in mid-air, and the bamboo threads broke one after another. In just a few breaths, all the bamboo threads connecting the three elders and the acupuncture points on Liang Yan's body were broken.

The three elders took a step back in unison, put away the bamboo silk in their hands, and looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

When Liang Yan saw this scene, he felt a little nervous, so he asked tentatively: "Elders, how are my injuries? Is there any possibility of treatment?"

The three of them were silent for a moment, and finally the bald old man in purple robe slowly spoke: "Fellow Taoist, if my guess is correct, have you ever tried to forcibly merge with the avenue?"

"Indeed." Liang Yan nodded.

The reason why the Great Dao Wound was left was because the situation at that time was very critical, and Liang Yan had to use a hint of the law of emptiness that he had suddenly realized to integrate the four kendos he had mastered.

"Alas" the bald old man sighed softly and said: "Three thousand avenues, each has its own mystery. Each avenue has its own rules. How can we combine them at will? This fellow Taoist move is too reckless. This avenue

The wounds have spread throughout your body like cancer, and even we can't help you."

After hearing the bald old man's answer, although Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged, there was a deep look of disappointment in his eyes.

As long as the wound on the road is not healed, my swordsmanship cannot be improved. I originally had high hopes for the medical skills of Shennong Mountain, but I didn't expect that even these three elders with superb medical skills can't do anything.

Could it be said that his journey of swordsmanship really has to stop here?

"I'm not willing to give in."

Liang Yan felt extremely unwilling in his heart. He recalled that from a casual cultivator to a monk in the Transformation Realm, he had to overcome obstacles all the way, relying on the sword in his hand! If the path of swordsmanship is cut off, there will be no hope for the future.

"No, there must be a way. If Shennong Mountain cannot heal my wounds from the Great Dao, then I will go to the Antarctic Immortal Continent to look for it. If I can't find it in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, I will go to other continents, to the demon clan's territory and the demon clan's territory.

, no matter what, I must heal my wounds from the great road."

After taking a deep breath, Liang Yan gradually adjusted his mentality and his eyes became firm again.

At this moment, Shennong Hu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:

"Actually, it's not impossible."

As soon as these words came out, not only Liang Yan, but also the three elders' expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Shennong Hu at the same time.

Among them, the purple-robed old man looked puzzled and asked incomprehensively: "Mountain Master, this person's Dao injury has been integrated with his body, and they are inseparable from each other. No matter what panacea is used, when it is absorbed by his body, it will also

In turn, it nourishes the wounds of the great road, so it is impossible to separate the two. Forgive me for being stupid, does the mountain master have a way to solve this problem?"

"There is indeed no panacea that can solve the problem, but there is a technique that can." Shennong Hu said softly.

"What? What does the mountain master mean?"

The old man in purple robe was the first to react, his eyes widened, and he looked very surprised, while the other two were slightly stunned. After a while, they all guessed what Shennong Hu meant.

"Shennong Emperor Sutra!"

The three people thought of a name at the same time and looked at each other with shock on their faces.

"Absolutely not!"

This time it was the turn of the old man in cloth to speak: "The "Shennong Emperor Sutra" is the supreme skill of our Shennong Mountain. It is a secret that is not taught. Only the heirs of Shennong's lineage are qualified to practice it. Although this fellow Taoist Liang is our

A distinguished guest, but he is not qualified to watch "The Classic of Shennong Emperor"

"good!"
To be continued...