However, the firework suddenly froze. The beautiful meteor exploded and was dyed with a layer of gray. It was as if time had stopped, and so it froze and did not move.
Everything could be reversed, but time could not.
"Lovers need to be new to be interesting, but old friends are better."
Amidst the gloomy sky, a humorous and humorous voice sounded. Then, the sound of square shoes on the ground echoed in the square. A middle-aged man holding a folding fan slowly walked out of the main hall. Yan Li could not help but be in a trance, because this person was like a mature version of Lian Hai Changjin.
Not in terms of appearance, but in terms of charm.
The difference was that he had the accumulation of time that Lian Hai Changjin did not have. He was like a pot of carved flowers that had been carved for many years, leaving a fragrant taste in his mouth. He had a unique feeling of "passing through thousands of flowers, but not a single leaf touched him".
Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Thank you for saving me. May I ask if you are …"
"Changjin's friend, I can't just stand by and watch him die." The man who looked like Lian Hai Changjin smiled at Yan Li.
"You want to stop me from killing him?" The masked old man said coldly.
The man cupped his hands at the masked old man and said with a smile, "Senior, you are 'standing on a cliff' and 'it's lonely at the top'. You have to know that even a young tree can withstand the power of nature. Otherwise, how could it grow into an ancient tree?"
Yan Li had vaguely guessed the man's identity, but when he heard him call the old man "senior", he was immediately shocked.
The old man said, "That depends on whose power it is. If you are determined to protect him, then take one move from me. If you survive, I will spare your lives!"
"The three of you, step back." The man waved his hand at Yan Li and the other two. When the three of them retreated to the edge of the square, he said to the old man, "Senior, please show me your skills."
The old man snorted softly, and the gray hue shattered like a mirror. The world returned to its original color, and the huge firework continued to bloom. The dazzling light enveloped the entire monastery in an instant, not leaving a single corner untouched.
Yan Li couldn't help but close his eyes. He felt his whole body burning and his blood boiling. It was hard to imagine what kind of pressure the man in the center of the fireworks was under.
The man's smile didn't change, but there was suddenly a hint of melancholy, as if there was something on his mind that he couldn't let go, and it gradually turned into a kind of sadness. When he was laughing happily, his surroundings were gloomy. But when he was sad, his surroundings were full of life.
The vitality transformed into countless varieties of flowers that bloomed wantonly. As they bloomed, it was as if they were comforting the man, hoping that he would be happy. Thus, they converged into the whispers of birds.
Yan Li couldn't help but open his eyes. The scene in front of him made him have a clear understanding of Imperial Physician Li Wei's words. Every expert on the Asura Ranking had honed their skills to the peak, let alone this person who stood at the top of the ranking.
The masked old man suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already above the man's head. He stood in the air and pressed his palm down. Countless particles of light gathered in his palm. However, the gathering of the particles of light produced a terrifying change. It turned into a darkness that was the complete opposite of light. It was as if another layer of darkness had descended, filled with a destructive aura.
The man smiled sadly and desolately. He put away his folding fan and pointed at the masked old man. Countless varieties of flowers converged into an ocean current and rushed towards the layer of darkness, like the light of hope breaking through the shackles of darkness.
Boom!
The Magus Gate Mountain suffered an unprecedented shock. A large number of palaces were destroyed by the aftershocks, and the aftershocks continued endlessly. Shen Liuyun operated his True Qi and shielded the two behind him. His face was slightly pale.
The battle between the sea of flowers and the darkness lasted for a long time. Yan Li couldn't see the situation clearly at all. He could only vaguely feel that the two seemed to be evenly matched.
Finally, the strong impact gradually subsided. When Yan Li opened his eyes again, only the man's figure was left in the square. The masked old man had already disappeared.
Shen Liuyun walked towards the man first and performed a standard Jianghu salute. His posture was ramrod straight. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Lord Lian Hai, for helping us. Otherwise, we would have been in grave danger."
"Cough …"
The man who was addressed as Lord Lian Hai's body swayed a little before he steadied himself. Blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, but he still said with a smile, "I heard about what happened in the monastery. It was also a coincidence. I'll accept your gratitude. It would be even better if you could repay me with your body. "
His tone was humorous and interesting. Not only was it not annoying, but it also dispelled the sense of unfamiliarity. It was as if he was an old friend who had known each other for many years.
This man was the Lord of the world's number one manor, Lian Hai Bolong, the father of Lian Hai Changjin.
Yan Li walked over and also cupped his hands. He said, "Senior, are you injured?"
Lian Hai Bolong said, "It's not a big deal. That person actually didn't want to kill you. He was already merciful on account of my 'hard work'. "
"Who is that person?"
However, no one answered this question for a long time.
After a long time, Shen Liuyun finally said, "He is the Ghost Saint, Yang Youyun. In the whole world, he is the only one who can fly freely in the sky like a bird. So he didn't die. "
Yan Li said in surprise, "Isn't it recorded in this era that one must reach the seventh realm before they can fly?"
Lian Hai Bolong said, "He is an exception. There's no need to investigate anymore. The culprit who massacred the monastery must be the Ghost Saint. The Zen Master and I have been old friends for many years. I originally wanted to help him, but now that his whereabouts are unknown, I don't have the strength to face the Ghost Saint alone. "
Shen Liuyun said sadly, "Doesn't the Lord know? The Zen Master is already dead."
"What?" Lian Hai Bolong was shocked, "When did this happen?"
Shen Liuyun recounted what had happened, covering up the matter of Wang Yuanlang.
Lian Hai Bolong sighed deeply, "We haven't seen each other for many years, and we are separated forever. Alas …"
After a pause, he said, "The Ghost Saint would not have massacred the monastery for no reason. His motive must not be small. My two young friends, it's good that you know this. It's best if you don't get involved in it, lest you get killed. If you see my son, you must pass on my message. I have to return to the manor first to avoid a similar tragedy. Farewell. "
"Farewell."
Figuring out the motives of a person like the Ghost Saint was not an easy task.
On the way back to the city, Yan Li thought for a long time but could not come up with a solution.
Shen Liuyun said, "Have you thought of a way?"
"What?"
"How do I explain this to Sister Futu?"
"Just say it."
"You won't consider her feelings?"
"I believe that the householder is not that weak."
Yan Li changed the subject, "Speaking of which, why do you think the Ghost Saint did this? He hid for so many years, and the first thing he did after returning to the human world was to kill his entire family. Isn't this forcing the insecure people to unite against him?"
"Perhaps he has a reason to do it." Shen Liuyun said, "No matter what his reason is, you better know your place. After passing on the truth, we will return to Yongling."
After returning to the inn, they each went to rest. The next morning, Yan Li woke up early. After cultivating as usual, he went to the courtyard to practice his swordsmanship. He felt rusty after not practicing for three to five days, but just as he found the feeling, someone broke the silence of the morning.
"Brother Yan, is Brother Yan here?"
Yan Li recognized it was Lian Hai Zhangjin and replied, "What is it?"
As expected, Lian Hai Zhangjin walked in from outside and said with a smile, "Brother Yan is indeed diligent. You even said you were afraid of disturbing your sleep. That's great."
"I was also looking for you." Yan Li said, "But you should speak first, why are you looking for me?"
Lian Hai Zhangjin was startled, then said, "It's like this, Old Master Xiao wants to invite the people on this trip to the west to a banquet. Brother Yan and Teacher Shen are also on the list. It's said that they want to decide whether or not to give the Xiao Clan's management rights to the imperial court."
"What does that have to do with me?" Yan Li was stunned, "How long has Yang An been here? Why haven't they discussed it yet?"
"It might have something to do with Li Jiming …" Lian Hai Zhangjin said vaguely, "Li Jiming is not alone. Although the Li Clan is attached to the Xiao Clan, they are still a prominent clan in Youzhou. As for Li Jiming's death, they might want an explanation."
Yan Li frowned, "Is this Xiao Yueming's idea or the Li Clan's?"
Lianhai Changjin shook his head and said: "Brother Yan might have misunderstood Old Master Xiao. This time, he really wasn't purposely making things difficult for him. The Li family has a Cultivation Realm Patriarch who also has some authority in the Xiao Clan."
"Then let them come." Shen Liuyun opened the door and said indifferently, "I want to see what kind of three heads and six arms this Li Clan Patriarch has."
Lian Hai Zhangjin laughed bitterly and said, "I'm just reminding you two not to be careless. Oh right, what business does Brother Yan have with me? "
"Last night we went to the Willow Forest Monastery." Yan Li said, "We met Ghost Sage Yang Youyun."
"Ghost Sage?" Lian Hai Zhangjin's expression changed slightly, "This person has reappeared in the world, I'm afraid there will be a great disaster."
Yan Li said, "We also met your father, he saved us from the Ghost Sage."
"Father also came?" Lian Hai Zhangjin was startled, "Is, is he alright?"
"He suffered some minor injuries, don't worry. Yan Li said, "For some reason, the Ghost Sage massacred the monastery. Your father was worried about the safety of the villa and rushed back. He told us to inform you not to concern yourself with this matter anymore."
"I, I understand." Lian Hai Zhangjin looked very worried.
Yan Li smiled and said, "Don't be so narcissistic. Other than gold notes, there's nothing good in your villa. What kind of person is the Ghost Sage? Why would he be interested in those mundane things?"
Lian Hai Zhangjin couldn't help but smile, "Brother Yan's way of comforting people is quite unique."
Yan Li shrugged, "I'm just telling the truth."
Lian Hai Zhangjin thought for a moment and said, "Although Brother Yan is right, I still want to return to the villa overnight after the banquet. Can Brother Yan escort little Pu Shu back to the capital on my behalf?"
Yan Li calculated and realized that the fifteenth of the seventh month was approaching. A return trip to Yong Ling might not make it in time for the appointment at White Sun Palace. Moreover, the Buddha Painting might not be willing to return to Yong Ling after knowing the truth, so he was in a difficult position.
"Not, not good. Miss, she, she …"
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