There was a rain of blood in mid-air.

When Jin Yuye and Miao Suwen saw this scene, their faces showed surprise.

Although they had some guesses about Liang Yan's strength before, they had never seen it with their own eyes. It was not until they saw him killing the monks who blocked the road with a single sword energy that the two women realized it.

Liang Yan's current strength is probably far beyond their imagination.

"Brother Liang... He seems to be getting farther and farther away from me." Jin Yuye was happy for Liang Yan, but at the same time he felt a little inexplicable melancholy in his heart.

On the other side, after the initial surprise, Miao Suwen showed a trace of doubt on his face.

"It's strange... Sister Yuye and I have gone to sea many times and have never been blocked before. Why do the people in Piaomiao Valley insist on us staying for three days this time?"

"There's nothing surprising." Liang Yan said calmly, "I guess something happened at Yixing Pavilion, and the only person they want to stop is you."

"Yixing Pavilion?"

Miao Suwen was horrified: "Did Piaomiao Valley and Huangjue Palace join forces to attack Yixing Pavilion?"

"That's not the case." Liang Yan shook his head and said: "The current situation in Nanchui can be said to affect the whole body. If Yixing Pavilion is in trouble, the Yungang Sect will definitely provide support, and then it will turn into a war between the four sects.

Master Wen now has the upper hand, and with his cautious character, he never wants to see such a chaotic situation."

After listening to his analysis, Miao Suwen felt a little relieved. After thinking about it, he asked again: "If they don't take action against Yixing Pavilion, why do they stop us?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan did not answer immediately, but asked instead: "Tang Diexian was killed, who is the current master of Yixing Pavilion?"

"There is no Pavilion Master."

Miao Suwen shook his head and said: "Since the death of Pavilion Master Tang, the ancestor has been in seclusion, which has caused the position of Pavilion Master to be undecided. There are currently two contenders, one is Lu Zizhen and the other is Feng Shanyuan. Both of them are cabinet ministers.

Elders, there are many people supporting them."

"Lu Zizhen."

Hearing this name, Liang Yan had a smile on his face.

Back then, he was besieged by three Tongxuan Zhenjun, and only one person, a demon and a demon came to save him.

Among them, this "person" is Lu Zizhen from Yixing Pavilion.

"If Tang Caihuan does not come out of seclusion, then the Yixing Pavilion will elect the pavilion master, and all Taoist masters of the three lines and four paths will have the right to vote. Su Wen, as the Taoist master of chess, who will you vote for?"

After hearing this, Miao Su replied without hesitation: "I will surrender to Lu Zizhen."

"That's obvious." Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "The person who prevents you from returning to Yixing Pavilion is probably Feng Shanyuan."

"Feng Shanyuan?" Miao Suwen looked surprised: "He is from our Yixing Pavilion, but the one who stopped us just now was Piaomiaogu. Could it be that he..."

"Looking back from the results, although many things are hard to imagine, they are often the truth."

Liang Yan said calmly: "I heard that Grand Master is not easy to take action on the surface, but he can use some tricks behind his back. Just imagine, if the person he supports becomes the master of Yixing Pavilion, after Tang Caihuan is enthroned, Yixing

Doesn’t the Pavilion become the branch of Piaomiao Valley?”

When Miao Suwen heard this, his face became a little gloomy.

"If it's true what Brother Liang said, then Feng Shanyuan really deserves to die! He colludes with foreign enemies, deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. According to the criminal laws of Yixing Pavilion, any one of them is enough to send him to Xingfeng to worship Tianlei!"

"The rules are all set by our predecessors. The winner is the king and the loser. Only the winner has the right to speak."

Liang Yan glanced at Miao Suwen and said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, Yixing Pavilion is not peaceful at this moment. Let's rush over now and maybe we can watch the excitement."

"If there is civil strife in Yixing Pavilion, please ask Brother Liang to help take charge of the overall situation!" Miao Suwen said solemnly.

After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled and said nothing.

He raised his hand and made a spell, and the escaping light involved Miao Suwen and Jin Yuye. The next moment, gray light broke through the sky and sped towards the direction of Yixing Pavilion.

.........

Zhao Guo, Yixing Pavilion.

In the beautiful valley, seven white jade high platforms rise from the ground.

There are hundreds of monks on each high platform. These monks are all dressed in Confucian robes and neatly dressed. They look like they should be disciples of Yixing Pavilion.

Looking around the valley, there are also many monks standing on the top of each mountain. However, these monks are dressed in different styles. Some are wearing Taoist uniforms, some are wearing cassocks, and some are in strange clothes. They are obviously not from Yixing Pavilion.

disciple.

In the middle of the seven white jade high platforms, there are two small floating stone platforms.

There is a person sitting on the stone platform on the left. He is dressed in blue and has dark skin and an ordinary appearance. He is meditating with his eyes closed and does not seem to care about everything around him.

There was also a person sitting on the stone platform on the right, with fluttering white clothes and a majestic air. He was completely different from the person on the left. There was a confident light in this person's eyes, as if he had a winning ticket.

After a moment, the man in white stood up from the stone platform.

He looked at the surrounding mountains and saw that monks from all sects had arrived, and a smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!