After Liang Yan heard this, he looked carefully and realized that the fruit of this tree was extraordinary and different from the treasures of heaven and earth he had seen before.

"This is a sacred object that only belongs to our Wood Clan. I didn't expect that it would fall to the human continent..." The old tree spirit sighed again.

Liang Yan noticed that his mood was a little low, and couldn't help but frown slightly and asked, "Senior, what is on your mind?"

The old tree spirit didn't answer.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "I can help you refine this 'Netherworld Sacred Tree' and improve the quality of the Taixu Gourd, but as always, I want half of the heart of the tree."

After hearing this, Liang Yan thought for a while.

The abilities of this old tree spirit are really incredible...

Although there are many doubts, it was already agreed upon three chapters ago not to inquire into the other party's truth, so it is not easy to ask too many questions at this time.

However, judging from past experience, this old tree spirit has really helped him improve a lot.

Liang Yan doesn't mind making a deal with him as long as it can be mutually beneficial.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you can help me refine this 'Youhuang Sacred Tree', half of the tree's heart will belong to you."

"Then we have a deal..."

The old tree spirit smiled slightly and continued: "However, the object of refining this time is not trivial. It is one of the three sacred trees of our Wood clan. I am afraid that it is not enough for me alone, and I will need your help."

Of course, Liang Yan would not refuse.

"No problem, but I want to know how long it will take to refine this 'Youhuang Sacred Tree'?"

The old tree spirit pondered for a moment and replied: "According to my prediction, if everything goes well, it will only take about fifteen years. If there is an accident in the meantime, it may take more than twenty years or even longer..."

"It takes so long?" Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.

The old tree spirit snorted: "Do you think the three sacred trees of our Wood clan are rotten cabbage? Let me tell you, these are treasures that even saints would covet!"

"That's...okay."

Liang Yan was choked by him, but had nothing to say.

It seemed that he had defiled something sacred in the old man's heart, so it was no wonder that he reacted so violently.

A treasure that even saints covet... Liang Yan wants to get it more and more.

It’s just that the refining time is too long!

Liang Yan secretly thought in his heart: "Although Yunmeng Mountain is a gray area, there are more than a hundred sects nearby. If you have to refine here for more than ten or twenty years, there will always be times when someone will notice..."

He is not afraid of these sects, but if the news leaks out and is known by people from the Taoist League or the Confucian League, the consequences will be serious.

"The Youhuang Sacred Tree is so precious, and it matches the Taixu Gourd, so it cannot fall into the hands of others..."

"It's best not to alert anyone and refine this treasure in secret!"

"But if we have to close the mountain here for more than ten or twenty years, how can we prevent people around us from becoming suspicious?"

Liang Yan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

To keep the mountain closed for so many years, and to prevent others from suspecting...

etc!

Liang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of an idea.

"Why don't I start a sect here?"

This idea made him suddenly enlightened!

As long as a sect is established here, the mountain can be closed in an upright and upright manner. This reason is impeccable!

It's impossible for someone to trespass into his sect's territory, right? If there is such a blind person, Liang Yan doesn't mind taking action.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "Senior Shuling, I would like to ask a question..."

"Say it."

"After refining the 'Youhuang Sacred Tree', can this spiritual vein work?"

"sure!"

The voice of the old tree spirit man said slowly: "The Youhuang Shenmu wants to monopolize the spiritual veins. This is its nature, so it has grown thousands of roots to wrap around the spiritual veins to prevent its spiritual energy from spreading. As long as we can

Refining the sacred wood will naturally restore the spiritual energy."

Having said this, he paused and continued: "Actually, it doesn't need to be completely refined. It only takes three to five years for the spiritual energy here to gradually recover."

"Okay!" Liang Yan nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Both the Confucian League and the Taoist League want to pull me on board. It's better not to take sides easily at this time. It's better to establish your own sword sect in this remote place and wait and see what happens..."

Thinking of this, he made up his mind and told the old tree spirit his plan.

"Senior, please wait for a few days. After I have established a sect here and everything has been arranged, come and refine this 'Youhuang Sacred Tree'."

"good."

The voice of the old tree spirit man said in a leisurely voice: "It will take more than ten years to completely refine it. I don't care about these two days. After you have arranged everything properly, call me again."

After saying that, he fell silent again.

Liang Yan glanced at the spiritual veins and Youzhuang Divine Tree below, and quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart, his eyes becoming unwavering again.

He pinched the secret and used the Earth Escape Technique, and soon left the ground.

That afternoon, Liang Yan summoned all seven disciples to him.

"Master, I have a decision to tell you..."

He glanced at the crowd and said slowly: "I plan to establish a sect here. You are all my direct disciples. After the sect is established, you can preach on my behalf."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked surprised.

Li Xiran was the first to speak: "Great! Master's swordsmanship is rare in ancient times and modern times. It is natural to establish a sect. The disciples have finally waited for this day."

"Yes, Master has created a unique line of swordsmanship. It is the only one in the world. It's time to create his own sect!" Bai Qingruo also smiled.

The other people were also extremely surprised, but Gu Xingyun frowned while being happy: "Master, you want to establish a sect. Of course the disciples will fully support it, but the problem is that there is something wrong with this location..."

As soon as this statement came out, the disciples immediately reacted.

"Yes, the spiritual energy here is too thin. Even a third-rate sect would not choose to establish a sect here. Should we change places?"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "I have my own plans as a teacher. Although the spiritual energy here is thin, I have ways to improve it. The location of the sect has been decided, there is no need for you to discuss it further."

"That's...okay."

Although the disciples didn't know why he decided to locate the sect here, they had great trust in their master. Since Liang Yan had already made his decision, they said no more.

"Master, what is the name of this sect?" Xiong Yuer'er asked with a smile.

Liang Yan pondered for a moment and replied: "Let's call it 'Wushuang Sword Sect'."

Although he left the Antarctic Immortal Continent, he is still the city lord of Wushuang City, so the sect is named after "Wushuang".

As for the main peak where he is located, he named it "Tianji Peak", which can be regarded as a continuation of "Tianji Pavilion"...

Thinking of this, Liang Yan made a thought and divided the resources collected at the Tianji Pavilion ruins into seven parts and placed them in seven storage rings.

"Master, there are some resources here. You can each take a share to build the sect... In addition, each of you can choose one of the nine peaks around here, which will be your own dojo from now on."

"yes!"

Each of the seven disciples received a storage ring.

Liang Yan added: "Bai Qingruo, you posted on my behalf that I will establish a sect here, and invite fellow Taoists nearby to bear witness."

"Disciple, take your orders." Bai Qingruo said respectfully.

"Okay, you go and do your work."

Liang Yan waved his sleeves and asked all seven people to retreat.

In the next few days, everyone performed their duties and opened a dojo in this mountain range, and majestic palaces rose from the ground...

Ten days later.

A ray of light pierced the sky and landed at the foot of Menghua Sect's mountain.

The light dissipated, revealing a human appearance, a gentle and graceful woman dressed in white.

"Stop, who is coming?"

The people guarding the door were two beautiful middle-aged women. Seeing the woman put down the button and hide, they immediately came forward to question her.

"My name is Bai Qingruo. I'm here to visit the head of your sect. Please let me know." Bai Qingruo said politely.

"Visiting the sect leader?"

The two beautiful women looked at each other, and one of them said: "Senior, please wait for a moment, I will go and pass the message."

"Go." Bai Qingruo smiled slightly.

The man immediately went up the mountain. After a while, two rays of light came through the sky, and an enthusiastic voice was heard from a distance:

"Sister Bai, why did you come here!"
To be continued...