This man was dressed in moon-white Taoist robes and had a bun with a silver hairpin. When he arrived at the canyon, he saw the lingering fog and hesitated for a moment. He thought to himself: "Uncle Master Teacher said that when I come here, there will be no obstruction." , but this fog is thick, and my sword sense is not enough to penetrate it and explore what is inside. Is it possible to go in directly like this? "
The person who came was none other than Li Yuanliang, Chen Jianmei's disciple. Following his master's orders, he and his three junior brothers Yuan Xuefeng, Liu Weiyi, and Yu Yingfa served Shen Lian around and worked hard for him.
The four of them were naturally happy. After all, Master Shuxian Fa Tongxuan would gain a lot by following him.
Li Yuanliang came to deliver a letter to the master in the canyon on the orders of his uncle, the head teacher, and also gave instructions on how to deal with the master after seeing him. However, when he saw the fog, he was a little hesitant. After all, Li Yuanliang was also a swordsman. He couldn't see the reality of the fog, so he knew that it was dangerous and unpredictable. However, it was impossible for the master teacher to lie to him, so it was really difficult for him to make up his mind. .
When he hesitated to move forward, a green shadow flew down from the canyon, and he suddenly saw the outside of the canyon. Li Yuanliang could see clearly. There were two leaves on the man's body, as big as a banana. The material was extremely thin. He could see clearly what was going on behind the leaves. These two leaves, as thin as cicada wings, were extending from the back of the man, shining slightly. It moves like a pair of wings.
The man flew out of the canyon, paused briefly, saw Li Yuanliang, then came quickly, paused in front of Li Yuanliang, and said: "By the order of the Holy Aunt, please come in and follow me."
Only then did Li Yuanliang see the full face of this man. He didn't know what kind of plant paint was painted on his face. It was green, yellow, and yellow, and his true appearance couldn't be seen. On his head was a headband made of tree vines, with a bird feather stuck in it, exuding inexplicable demonic power. Fluctuating, the body shape has clear lines, like flowing water, obviously it contains a lot of strength.
He said: "Do you saint aunt know that I am coming?"
The man snorted coldly and said: "The holy aunt can understand the way of heaven, understand the principles of heaven, and has infinite power. It's not surprising that you are coming."
After Li Yuanliang heard this, he secretly laughed. His uncle, the head teacher, said that I could come here without any obstruction, and indeed he was right. Then the holy aunt expected that I would come, but didn't know that the head teacher also knew that she knew that I was coming.
However, Li Yuanliang is a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect after all, and he still has some skills in cultivating his mind and nature. He said with a calm expression: "Then let's go."
The man took out another vine from his body, threw one end in front of Li Yuanliang and said: "Hold on to him, lest he fall from the air later."
Li Yuanliang glanced at the tree vine and grasped it tightly without saying a word.
Then he saw his leaf-like wings move, turning into a group of green shadows and flying up. When he flew into the canyon, the overlapping mist separated automatically. Li Yuanliang looked carefully, but it was the leaves that made him fly. Little do they know that these fogs are miasma generated by the heaven and earth, which are very vicious. The leaves are rare plants that can survive in the canyon, so their leaves can avoid the miasma.
Suddenly his eyes lit up. There were cloud shadows and crane shadows in front of him. It was really an indescribable scenery of the Immortal Sect. Li Yuanliang had never been back to the Qingxuan Sect, but he heard three Taoist priests say that the scenery from his Immortal Sect was probably the same. in this way.
There is a small peak in front, just above the clouds and mist. At the top of the peak is a vast platform, with a bamboo forest growing happily. A woman, wearing a snow-white dress, holding a long Xiao made of green bamboo, is playing. Beautiful and moving music.
Li Yuanliang's heart was filled with excitement, and he immediately understood that the woman was the so-called holy aunt, the person he wanted to convey the message to.
He impulsively transformed into a flash of light, merged his body and sword, and arrived in front of the woman in a moment.
The barbarian with leaf wings was shocked. He didn't expect that this guy would dare to offend the holy aunt. He was angry in his heart and slapped her with his palm. However, before he could exert any force, he was dragged down by an invisible sound wave, but he could hear it. The woman said: "Simba, stop."
The man's name was Simba. He respected the woman like a god, so he stepped aside and stared at Li Yuanliang fiercely.
The woman stopped playing the flute, looked at Li Yuanliang, frowned and said: "You have a strong blood evil spirit on your body. You came from the Shura Sea of Blood. Why are you looking for me?"
When Li Yuanliang saw the woman, he couldn't help but hide in front of her. He didn't know why he was so obsessed just now. It was not intentional to offend him. At this time, he took out a piece of cloth and said sternly to cover up his embarrassment: "This letter is for you. of."
The woman took the cloth and there was only one sentence written on it: "In the beginning, there were no stars."
She was slightly lost in thought, as if reminiscing, and finally sighed: "Go back and tell him that my name is 'Yun' and I have no surname."
Li Yuanliang was shocked and said: "The person who wrote the letter is my uncle. He said that if you answer without a surname, please don't let him see you, otherwise he will never be merciful."
Yun Bo remained calm and said, "Go back and tell him that we will meet sooner or later."
Li Yuanliang saw her natural beauty and holiness, and couldn't help being attracted, so he continued: "You'd better not go against my uncle, you don't know how powerful he is."
Yun chuckled and said: "Who in the world doesn't know him now? The three saints of Netherworld, Qingxuan is the first, King Xia and Tianyi are behind him, but I promised the high priest that as long as Daxia is here, I will help One day, everything will turn into ashes, no matter what.”
Li Yuanliang clearly saw the determination in her eyes. He had seen this look in his master's eyes, and no one could change this determination.
He cupped his fists and said, "I'm going back to recover."
However, his steps remained motionless. After all, he still had to go through the fog to return the way he came.
Yun Yanran smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll give it to you."
Li Yuanliang was very embarrassed, and then he saw Yun throwing the long Xiao in her hand into the sky, and it rose up in the wind, shining with green light. He heard a soft whisper in his ear, "Go up."
Li Yuanliang only felt that his body was floating, and the air flow flew out of the long hole, holding him up. In an instant, he broke through the miasma and reached the outside of the canyon.
"You can give this bamboo Xiao to him for me. After all, I didn't give him any gift."
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Shen Lian played with the jasper-like bamboo stalk in his hand, and there was still a fragrance like orchid coming out from it. He said lightly to Li Yuanliang: "Actually, there is no need for such a small thing as sending a letter. You are running back and forth, but I let you go just to let her understand your identity as a Shura clan, and to hint to her that I have the support of the Shura Blood Sea."
Then he paused for a while and said with some regret: "She should be able to understand my hint and still give that answer. It seems that she will still cause trouble to me in the future. With her years of practice, no matter how talented she is, In terms of actual cultivation and state of mind, she is far inferior to me, but witchcraft has the secret to make the impossible possible. The high priest must have trained her to have the means to deal with me, so I said that we will meet again. There will be no mercy after that.”