After the Lingtian Sword was inserted into the Taixu Gourd, the surrounding cold air quickly dissipated, and the originally frozen underground palace was gradually unsealed.

Yang Kang and Mei Yan both collected their skills and landed in front of Liang Yan.

"Today is really an eye-opener. This 'sword fighting method' has never been heard of before. I didn't expect that there are such strange ways of fighting in the world. My husband and I have gained a lot of experience!" Yang Kang laughed.

"Yes." Mei Yan also smiled and said: "It turns out that Liang Shuai is also an expert in sword making, but he kept it secret before, which made me and my wife look bad."

Faced with the compliments of the two men, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "You two Taoists have disgraced me. Liang doesn't know how to practice swords. He just happened to learn a 'sword fighting method' during a certain experience.

Just know this one move. The Lingtian Sword can be made only because of the work of two master swordsmiths. How dare Liang take the credit?"

After hearing these words, the smiles on Yang Kang and Mei Yan's faces became even brighter.

The material used for this Lingtian Sword is extraordinary. After it is cast, its quality is significantly higher than the twelve flying swords in the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Yang Kang and his wife are both master swordsmiths and attach great importance to their reputation.

If the Lingtian Sword shines in the future, the reputation of the Yang family's sword-making family will also increase a lot.

Therefore, when they heard what Liang Yan said, they were extremely happy and respected Liang Yan even more.

"There is an old saying in the secular world that 'a sword is given to a hero'. Today, the Lingtian Sword belongs to Liang Shuai, which is also a blessing for this sword." Yang Kang stroked his long beard and laughed.

Mei Yan thought for a while, then said: "This sword has just been completed. It is best to store it in the sword pouch for some time. Fellow Daoist Liang has already cultivated into a sword infant. Using the power of the sword infant to temper the flying sword can greatly shorten the process of refining the sword into a pill."

The time required, but before that, try not to use this sword, otherwise it will affect the quality of the sword pill."

"Thank you for reminding me, Liang understands."

Liang Yan smiled slightly, and he agreed with what Mei Yan said.

You must know that Feijian has to be refined thousands of times before it can be condensed into a sword pill. It took him a lot of time and energy in the beginning, but now that he has cultivated into a sword infant, it is naturally much easier to condense the sword pill with the power of the sword infant.

According to Liang Yan's estimate, it will only take about a year to use Lingtian Jianwan.

Next, the three of them exchanged some polite words. Yang Kang and his wife wanted to keep Liang Yan to stay at Yang's house for a few days, but they were declined. They were also thoughtful people and knew that Liang Yan must have a mission, so they didn't want to talk more.

After persuading him, the couple personally sent him out of the mountain gate.

After leaving Lingyao Mountain, Liang Yan returned to his cave, sat cross-legged and meditated, silently waiting for dawn.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark.

Liang Yan opened his eyes from his trance, flashed out of the cave gate.

He did not go to the bamboo army's martial arts field as usual, but made a magic trick to hide his aura, then turned into a ray of light and flew in the direction of the Great Wall.

Two hours later, Liang Yan arrived at the Great Wall. The general guarding the gate had received the secret report a long time ago. Instead of stopping him, he actively opened the barrier on the Great Wall and allowed him to leave the city.

After Liang Yan left the city, he headed north until he reached a barren mountain eight million miles away.

This place was originally the sentry post where Beiming's army was stationed in Huntian Ridge. A year ago, Beiming was defeated miserably. Dan Yangsheng led his army to withdraw from Huntian Ridge and burned the place into ruins before leaving.

And now, in this ruins, an army of 100,000 people was neatly waiting for his order.

"See Liang Shuai!"

Seeing Liang Yan escape from the light, almost everyone bowed respectfully to him.

Liang Yan nodded slightly, glanced around, and found that almost all the main elites of the Zhu Army were here, including Hongyun, Nan Youyue, Huangli, Chu Hua, and Wang Chonghua, Fu Kaishan, Fan Jin and so on from the Black Front Camp.

As for the support sent by other forces, they were all people he had kissed in Xuanxin Palace that day, such as the Fourth Young Master of Nanxuan, Gui Wuqi, Lord Fuhu, and Flying Dragon God General. All these familiar figures were among the team.

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"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoists. The mission we are going to carry out next is very dangerous. If anyone is worried, you can withdraw now. But once you reach the front line, if there are still people who escape, then don't blame Liang for handling it with military law."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present became serious.

After a while, Gui Wuqi asked first: "Shuai Liang, we only received the secret order from Xuanxin Palace early this morning. We still don't know what the mission is. Can Shuai Liang help us clear up the confusion?"

"You don't need to know that much, just obey the orders." Liang Yan said calmly.

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Gui Wuqi frowned, as if he wanted to say something more, but finally held back.

At this moment, a gloomy voice slowly said: "Shuai Liang is really a big arrogant person. You want us to sacrifice our lives, but you refuse to tell us what exactly you are going to do. What if you pretend to be a public servant for personal gain? Do we all have to work for you?"

Are you going to die for your own selfish reasons?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Liang Yan couldn't help but smile.

Turning around, he saw a man who was tall and thin, with narrow eyes and lavender lips. He looked very sinister.

"Fellow Daoist Tianxie, what you received is the secret order of Xuanxin Palace. According to you, could it be that Liang controlled the members of Xuanxin Palace and forced them to issue this secret order?" Liang Yan said with a half-smile but not a smile.

"I didn't say that!"

Lord Tianxie snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, looking unconvinced.

"Tian Xie Demon Lord, if you are scared, you can withdraw now. I promise not to stop you. However, you must have Ji Sheng Demon Lord come to negotiate with me in person and say that your Tian Xie Demon Mountain is not strong enough and withdraw from this operation."

Liang Yan said calmly.

"You fart!"

Demon King Tian Xie became angry and shouted loudly, staring at Liang Yan with sinister eyes.

Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at her calmly, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The two refused to give in to each other and faced off for a long time. In the end, Lord Tianxie bowed his head.

He took a step back, looked away, and gritted his teeth and said: "My Heavenly Demon Mountain never lags behind others, and this time will be no exception. However, don't be complacent. You are the one who beats me now, but things have changed.

Sooner or later, you will come back one day!"

"Haha, I've been waiting for this day!"

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with light.

At this moment, a gentle voice laughed and said: "Shuai Liang can be recognized by Xuanxin Palace, and his cultivation is quite good. You are the commander of this mission, and we are all convinced."

The person who spoke was a man in Confucian robes. He was personable, elegant and easy-going, making people fall in love with him at a glance.

"It turns out to be Taoist friend Tang Qian."

A kind smile appeared on Liang Yan's face.

He had long heard of the name of the Fourth Young Master of Nanxuan, but this was the first time he met this person. It is said that Tang Qianzhi was the right-hand man of Bei Mingjing. He had first-class magical powers and elegant personality, so he was highly respected by the monks of Nanxuan.

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Because of Bei Mingjing, Liang Yan also had a good impression of this person. He nodded and said, "Hearing is better than seeing. Qianzhi is indeed the best among men. This operation depends on the strong support of fellow Taoists."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, but Liang Shuai has a destiny, Qianzhi will never refuse!" Tang Qianzhi chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice said calmly: "Since it is a top-secret mission of Xuanxin Palace, we don't ask any questions. I just need to give Liang Shuai an accurate answer. Will we be treated as abandoned children during this trip?

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After hearing this, Liang Yan followed the sound and saw a man in white with a handsome demeanor. He was Su Muyun of Kunwu Mountain, who was also one of the four young masters of Nanxuan!

"Fellow Daoist Su is joking. Xuanxin Palace never treats anyone as an abandoned child. I will go with you and will do my best to bring you back. Besides, the war between the north and the south is a disaster for hundreds of millions of people. Who can guarantee that it will not happen?

Danger? Even if you don't participate in this mission and stay in the main army, isn't there a risk of falling?"

After Su Muyun heard this, he stopped talking and stood aside in silence.

Suddenly, there was a cough in the crowd, and then, a disabled man in a wheelchair was pushed out by two children.

"Liang Shuai, it's getting late, shall we set off?"

The speaker was Wei Wuming, who called himself "Tianshui Canke" and was collectively known as the Fourth Young Master of Nanxuan together with the three people in front of him. He had also worked with Liang Yan to investigate the case of low-level monks in the Wuchen Army who had gone crazy.

Liang Yan always had a feeling that he could not see through this person, so he did not tell him the results of the original investigation.

"What the nameless fellow Taoist said is absolutely true. The time has come and it's time for us to hit the road."

"Before this, should we divide the military positions? It is also possible to let all fellow Taoists perform their respective duties." Wei Wuming asked again.

"This is natural."

Liang Yan nodded and said loudly: "When a large army goes on an expedition, everyone must perform their own duties. I have granted you the title of general, and I hope you and others will perform well on the battlefield!"

"Feng Nan Youyue and Hong Yun are the deputy commanders on the left and right, commanding the soldiers and horses of the Bamboo Army headquarters; Feng Tang Qianzhi is the Eastern Qinglong General, commanding all the monks in the White Jade City; Feng Tian Xie Demon Lord is the Western White Tiger General, commanding all the Tianmo Mountain monks;

Su Muyun was named General Suzaku of the South, commanding all the monks of Kunwu Mountain. Wei Wuming was named General Xuanwu of the North, commanding all the casual cultivators. Zhao Yi was named the left-wing vanguard general, and Venerable Fuhu was named the right-wing vanguard general.

Liang Yan made more than a dozen generals in succession on the top of the mountain. Everyone returned to their positions, but Gui Wuji shouted: "Hey, why do you have military posts? What about me? What kind of general can you make me?"

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Liang Yan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Just be a supervisor."

"Supervisor?" Gui Wuqi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly and shouted: "After all, I am also the son of the lord of Wanggui City. Why should I be given a vanguard general? Who are you trying to fool by giving me a supervisor?"

Liang Yan ignored him and waved his sleeves.

"Let's go!"

Spring passed and autumn came, flowers bloomed and fell, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed since the battle between Nan Xuan and Beiming at Huntian Ridge.

Because of Beiming's tragic defeat, Dan Yangsheng had to withdraw from the fight for the dragon vein of Huntian Ridge, and led the remaining troops to join the army stationed at the other dragon vein. There were more than six million monks, all of whom were deployed in Zixia Ridge.

In the past two years, the battle of saints has not decided the winner. Beiming cannot hold on, and Nanxuan is also recuperating. Therefore, the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent has gone through a relatively peaceful period.
To be continued...