Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 284 Sword Training
Because he didn't know when the Market of No Return would appear, Liu Qinghuan couldn't retreat in Baishi City, so he planned to use it to practice spells.

It is easy to get started from the Qiankun index obtained from hearing about the old demon's cave, but it becomes more and more difficult as you go further.A large bluestone by the lake became a victim of his practice of this technique. There were more and more finger-thick holes on it, and as time passed, those holes became deeper and deeper.

Compared with Qiankun Zhi, Liu Qinghuan puts more energy into practicing the eight-character sword art's sub-character art.

He originally wanted to practice the Huizi Jue first, but the Huizi Jue required the sword to be peaceful and return to its original nature. After practicing for a period of time, Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to give up.

After all, he is not a swordsman, and his cultivation on the sword is still far behind, and it is not so easy to achieve the state of returning to the original.

Moreover, the sword intent of life and death is the comprehension of the Tao, and it is still in the stage of raising the sword, and there is still a long way to go before the sword becomes successful.Coupled with his frequent use on weekdays, it has seriously hindered the growth of the sword of life and death.

Liu Qinghuan hesitated for a few days, then reviewed his attack methods, and finally made the decision to seal the bamboo.

Sealing the bamboo is similar to sealing the cauldron when refining alchemy, sealing the sword intent of life and death in the reversing bamboo.

It's just that he didn't have any swords to use, so he had to go shopping in several shops in the city before he bought a top-grade spirit sword that was barely suitable, and continued to practice the "Fenzi Jue" of the Eight-Character Sword Art.

But he was used to using the sword intent of life and death, and when he used other spirit swords, he felt that all kinds of things were not convenient.Liu Qinghuan also had no choice but to take it slowly step by step.

The Fenzi Jue sword is powerful and powerful, and it is difficult to use it in a small place, so he ran to the nearby mountains to practice.

The sword formulas are mastered very quickly, but unfortunately the essence of the eight-character sword formula lies in the transformation of the sword's posture between each character formula, which is extremely difficult.

The Huanzi Jue is ethereal and treacherous, the Pozi Jue is sharp in attack, but the Fenzi Jue is majestic, how to make three completely different sword moves into one, smooth and mellow, for the first time Liu Qinghuan felt that she was so powerful that she had no distractions. usefulness.

Time passed slowly in such stumbling, and it was five years in a flash.

A blue long sword loomed through the mountains, one moment it was under a big tree, and the next moment it appeared behind the rocks.The misty sword's momentum changed drastically without any warning, the sword body that was originally carrying an afterimage suddenly solidified, and the sword light was lingering, passing through the invisible ripples.

There was only a soft sound, and the rock broke apart like tofu.

The stone chips just flew up, but as if they were frightened, the rising momentum stopped suddenly, and a huge momentum suddenly erupted, and the blue long sword slashed towards the valley.

"Boom!"

The forest beside the valley was startled by the loud noise, and countless birds flew out. A fledgling bird that had just learned to fly flew over the valley in a panic. In its panicked black eyes, a blue sword was getting bigger and bigger. The closer it gets, the more powerful the sword moves forward.

The chick was so frightened that its wings couldn't be flapped smoothly, and all the feathers on its body were flung open, but the sword shadow suddenly swam, disappeared into the void in a blink of an eye, and reappeared from a very far distance behind it.

Liu Qinghuan walked out of the forest and reached out to catch the fallen chick.

The bird's small body trembled, and its immature beak pecked his palm twice before flying away staggeringly.

With a chuckle, Liu Qinghuan recalled the Qingying Sword, touching the blade with emotion.

Five years, it took him five full years to practice the three characters of Huan, Po, and Fen to his heart's content!

The sun had already set to the west, so Liu Qinghuan didn't plan to practice sword anymore, turned around and flew towards Baishi City.

From a distance, another mirage appeared on the sea, but this time it was an island in the sea, scattered all over the sky.

Not long after entering the city, there have been a few more foundation-building monks in the city than before, and people have come here one after another to wait for the world of no return.

But the Market of No Return is not like the Tainan Great Examination, because it is necessary to have an entry-level bead, which greatly limits the number of people.Furthermore, most of the things inside are just low-level spiritual weapons and the like, so high-level monks are not too interested in coming to join in the fun, and most of the people who come are foundation-building monks.

But the danger of not returning to the market is probably far greater than that of the Sea of ​​Saofeng.As long as the Sea of ​​Saofeng can withstand the strong wind and be careful, you can always walk in.But the reason why the Market of No Return is called No Return means that most of the people who entered will never return.

Cultivators still cherish their lives after all. Cultivation is not easy, and the road to longevity is extremely long. If you don't enter or return to the ruins, you won't lose much chance.

And Liu Qinghuan wanted to go in, in addition to the entry-level orb, it was rumored that someone had discovered a teleportation circle inside.

Although he didn't know if the teleportation circle led to Yunmengze, Liu Qinghuan had to verify it by himself.

The Ruins of No Return used to be a battlefield for monks, a land of dead souls, and a place cursed by time.There are dead souls who are unwilling to die wandering in it, and there are also dead souls who don't know that they are dead.

These dead souls are different from the ghosts in the Jiuyou Hell. They are the souls of people who have left behind in the world.

When Liu Qinghuan returned to the small courtyard she rented, she saw a booklet lying on the ground at the door.

Today is the [-]th, and the latest issue of Star Mansion is here.

Liu Qinghuan picked up the booklet, flipping through it as she walked into the courtyard.

In the past few years, he has gained a comprehensive understanding of the entire Sao Feng Continent through the Star Tower Mansion News.

Which sect is fighting with whom again, and where is there any rare treasure, this newspaper has everything you need.Even the love-hate relationship between the monks, who robbed whose woman, who was promiscuous and was beaten by the tigress at home, the last few pages of this newspaper are full of jokes like this.

Liu Qinghuan never knew that she still had such a leisurely mind, and every time she got the brochure, she would read it with great interest.

He flipped through the routine, but didn't see anything about the border war.In the past five years, the words "Sealing War" have never appeared in this booklet.

I don't know if those people in Sao Feng Continent chose not to believe it at all in the end, or they were preparing secretly. Anyway, Liu Qinghuan didn't hold optimistic thoughts.

That night, Liu Qinghuan practiced in the quiet room as usual.

The aquatic wood air array has a strong spirit-gathering effect, and the aura in the quiet room is much richer than that in the yard.As for the outside of the courtyard, the aura in the entire Baishi City was extremely weak.

Xiaofeng Continent is a barren land with extremely thin spiritual energy!So Liu Qinghuan just wanted to find the way back quickly.

The landscape map on the wall and the Qinglian Yehuo on the table are quietly absorbing spiritual energy.

This is the conclusion Liu Qinghuan came to after five years of observation.

Qinglian Yehuo is now a little more than it was at the beginning, swaying quietly in the lampstand on the back of the three-legged Qingluan.

As for the landscape picture, the black mountains and white waters are more vivid, and there are small angled cornices between the forests in the mountains, which can't be found if you don't pay attention.

Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged in the aquatic wood air array, breathing quietly.

Although the spiritual power he cultivated after one night's practice now is like the difference between the sea and a bowl of water compared to the dantian which is like a bottomless pit.But there must be bowls of water in order to slowly fill the sea.

Even if he is anxious, it is useless.

He still remembers the mandatory oath that he must kill a Nascent Soul cultivator within 200 years.

It is said that the old monster who specializes in deceiving people not only broke the seal of Jiuyou Hell, but also defrauded him badly!
That guy had better die in Jiuyou Hell, otherwise, if he has the ability to kill Chu Yueqing, the lord of Xingyue Palace, he must kill him first, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

While concentrating on cultivation, Liu Qinghuan suddenly frowned and woke up from the trance.

He lightly touched the ring on his right hand, and a dark green ball flew out, half-floating in front of him.

The beads flashed green, as if ghosts were blinking strangely.

(End of this chapter)