Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 577
The eight-character sword formula, as the sword formula that Liu Qinghuan has used for many years, is the most convenient. He has a deep understanding of its subtlety and power.However, he only has half a book of sword formulas in his hand, which are the four words Huan, Po, Fen, and Hui. Every time he practices one more type, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

Judging from its description, this incomplete character formula recorded in the so-called "Tianlong Daxian's Peerless Sword Manual" is obviously in the same strain as the other four character formulas in his hand.It is a pity that there is only one page on it, and before entering the stage of specific cultivation, it stopped at the mysterious and mysterious explanation of the residual characters.

After Liu Qinghuan threatened the little monk, he lifted him to a corner where he could hide from others.

The little cultivator turned pale with fright at the coercion he sent out, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not something he could provoke in the past, and tremblingly, he provoked him truthfully: "Senior, senior, that page... I am also on that page... I bought it from someone else, and because I saw that the way of swords explained above is very reasonable, I spent some spirit stones to buy it."

Liu Qinghuan was very dissatisfied with this answer, and asked, "What about the other pages that follow?"

"No, no more." Seeing his disbelief, the little monk said anxiously: "It's really gone! I only had this page when I bought it. Later, I felt that the incomplete formula written on it must be a very powerful I also went to find that person, but he only found it from others..."

If the eight-character sword formula is the whole book, the quality level can reach at least above the mysterious level, but if it is separated, each character formula can also be practiced independently, which can be called exquisite.

After finally finding the trace of the other half of the sword formula, it was shattered in a blink of an eye. Unwilling to be reconciled, Liu Qinghuan put her hand on the little monk's head, and said, "If you don't want to become an idiot, don't resist!"

The little monk's face turned blue and white, white and blue, but he had no room to resist at all, so he could only obediently let him search for his soul.

Liu Qinghuan quickly withdrew his hand in disappointment. The other party did not lie, and indeed did not know the whereabouts of the residual script, and the residual page had been in his hands for several years, and the person who sold it to him had disappeared long ago.

Leaving the poor little monk behind, Liu Qinghuan pulled Xiao Hei out of the crowd and walked quickly outside the market.

Seeing his black face, Xiao Hei was so obedient that he didn't dare to ask any more questions. One person and one beast quickly got on the floating shuttle and continued on their way.

When Xiao Hei saw the puppet on the boat, he immediately forgot about his master, and ran over to take out a bunch of food and things to show his hospitality, Liu Qinghuan's eyes twitched.

"If you're in heat again, you'll be thrown back into the Songxi Cave Sky Map, it's simply an eyesore!"

Xiao Hei touched the puppet's hand with a look of intoxication, curled his lips and said, "Master, you are a man who is hungry and hungry. Besides, Xiao Bai didn't object, okay?"

"Heh, do you know what it means to be full and hungry?" Liu Qinghuan slapped him and said, "Of course it won't object, because it's just a puppet! Also, what the hell is Xiaobai?"

"Hey, Xiaobai is her name." Xiaohei said triumphantly, "My name is Xiaohei, and her name is Xiaobai. It's a perfect match!"

The doll was soon taken to the Songxi Cave by Liu Qinghuan, because Liu Qinghuan couldn't bear Xiao Hei's constant estrus, so he simply separated the two, and Xiao Hei quarreled for several days because of this.

Let's not talk about gossip, it is said that Liu Qinghuan has driven for several months, passing through the vast and vast Nine Nether Realm, and detoured a few sections because some places were too dangerous.

Probably considering that Jiuyou is too big, it will take a lot of time for the monks who go to watch the ceremony to arrive at You, so the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor's concubine ceremony was released more than a year ago. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan had plenty of time.

After calculating the distance, it would take about two months to reach You. After thinking about it, he decided to take a detour and stop by a place called Zuiwangjianbi.

In the map jade slip that Chonghe gave him and what he learned later, it was just an inconspicuous stone wall like the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Jiuyou.Then one year, someone passed by under the stone wall, and felt the killing sword aura before he got close to it. When he looked up, he saw sword marks on the Qianren cliff densely covered with shocking sword intent.

As a result, this wall quickly became famous, and many people rushed there just to comprehend the sword intent within it.Later, someone really got something, and thus created a set of unparalleled swordsmanship, so this place became even more famous, attracting more people to go there first.

However, not everyone can go, because the sword intent of the sword wall is extremely overbearing, and those with low cultivation levels cannot bear it at all, so most people who dare to go are above Jindan.

Since it's not far away, Liu Qinghuan naturally doesn't want to miss it, and observe what it means to be drunk and forgetful.

After walking for several days in a row, the mountains below are gradually towering, and the tall peaks are like swords pierced upside down, with a strong momentum.

Zuiwang Sword Wall is very easy to find, because to this day, there are still many sword practitioners who will practice here, and they have dug caves on the nearby mountain peaks.

Turning around another mountain peak, the Zuiwang Sword Wall finally appeared in front of Liu Qinghuan's field of vision. As expected, the sword marks on it were scattered everywhere, just like someone practicing sword drunkenly while drinking under the wall. The sword was swung out wantonly and indulgently, leaving the wild sword intent on the stone wall inadvertently.

"It really lives up to its reputation, it's interesting."

Liu Qinghuan nodded secretly, ready to get closer.

At this time, a square-faced male cultivator passing by below suddenly raised his head, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the concealment circle of Floating Shuttle, and looked straight at him!
Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed. This person's cultivation base was in the middle stage of Yuanying, and his lonely and arrogant sword intent spread out without restraint, making people daunting.

He was considering whether to go out to say hello, but he saw the square-faced male cultivator turned his head indifferently and fell towards the wall.

Liu Qinghuan didn't think so, put the bluffing Xiao Hei back into the spirit animal bag, and walked out of the cabin.

The wind blows from the mountains, bringing a bit of coolness, and there are some ferns curled like wires growing in the crevices of the stones, making the sound of lingling, but the surrounding fields are even more silent.

However, there are actually quite a few people near the sword wall, either sitting or standing, or looking up at the sword marks on the wall obsessively, or lowering their heads and closing their eyes in meditation, each of them is separated by a certain distance, without disturbing each other , Keep silent.

Liu Qinghuan picked up an open space not far from the sword wall and sat down, first settled down, and then began to feel the sword intent on the wall.

……

a few days later.

Liu Qinghuan turned from her thoughts, the sword marks that pierced the night seemed to remain on her eyelids, and she felt something in her heart.

A male cultivator dressed in black walked up to him, nodded to him, and said via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Aoki, are you done with enlightenment today, do you want to have a drink together?"

This person's title is Fengxian, he is a demon cultivator, he has a rather bright personality, and he has gotten acquainted with Liu Qinghuan these days.

In this barren mountain and wild land, the life of swordsmanship is hard, not everyone can sit still for several months, so in addition to practicing swords, there are occasional times to communicate with each other.

Liu Qinghuan nodded happily, and then stood up.

Feng Xian waved his hand with a smile, and said, "I also invited Guye and Wenzhen Taoist friends."

Just as he was talking, he saw two more people walking towards this side, one of them was the square-faced male cultivator he met when he first arrived at Zuiwangjianbi.

The four of them didn't say much, they flew up and went to Feng Xian's cave, after that they served wine and sat down to discuss swords.

Compared with the other three, Liu Qinghuan is not a swordsman, but because he practiced "Bamboo Heart Sword Art" and Bazi Sword Art, he is also quite proficient in the sword, so he is not shy about speaking.

Whether the way is intelligible or not, the sword is not clear, and all the people present are Nascent Soul cultivators. After such a small gathering, everyone has something to gain.

The communication is not limited to the sword, and the experience of cultivation is also one of them. Although no one will generously tell the essence of one's own cultivation, it is enough.

If it wasn't for rushing to Youdu, Liu Qinghuan would have stayed here for ten or eight years, slowly comprehending the meaning of drunkenness on the sword wall.This place is like a quiet place isolated by the chaotic world. The people who stay here are dedicated to the sword, there are not so many complicated intrigues, and they can exchange ideas with each other on weekdays. It is really a good place for cultivation.

It was the square-faced male cultivator named Gu Ye, it was the first time he sat at the same table with him, the other party was as lonely as his title, and rarely participated in such small exchange meetings.

When I saw him today, he still said very little, but every time he spoke, he said a few sentences to the point, which was impressive.

"Haha, I'm lucky to be able to invite Brother Gu Ye today." Feng Xian raised his cup and said with a smile: "Listening to what you said, and even studying for ten years, Brother Gu Ye is really not an ordinary person. Come, let me toast you!"

Gu Ye picked up the wine glass on his mouth and drank it without saying a word.

Feng Xian didn't take it seriously, and drank the wine in the glass, saying: "Now that the sword has been discussed and the Tao has been clarified, I would like to ask you one thing."

The others all looked at him, and only heard him say: "Speaking of which, the ceremony for Emperor Zhaoyang to accept a concubine will not be long, fellow Taoists, do you want to go to congratulate?"

Wen Zhen, who was sitting opposite him, was dressed as a scribe, waving his fan and said, "Of course I'm going, the other party is the ghost emperor after all, if you don't give me this bit of face, it won't be easy to see each other in the future. I plan to leave in a few days Brother Fengxian is going too, why don't we go together?"

Feng Xian nodded to him: "Of course it is good, where is Fellow Daoist Aoki?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "I'm going to join in the excitement, too."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Ye, he was the only one present who did not speak.

Gu Ye still sat expressionlessly, but Feng Xian said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Qingmu doesn't know the identity of brother Gu Ye, he must go."

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled: "Identity?"

"Brother Gu Ye is from Senluo City, the side concubine that Emperor Zhaoyang married this time is still his cousin..."

At this time, Gu Ye suddenly stood up and said: "There is nothing else, let's leave."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked out under the stunned gazes of the other three, and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the cave.

"This, this..." Feng Xian gaped and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Probably not." Wen Zhen comforted him a few words, with a puzzled face: "It's strange if there is no, why is Brother Gu Ye's reaction so big?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at the entrance of the cave thoughtfully, picked up the cup and took a slow sip.

Feng Xian suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard that brother Gu Ye came to Zuiwangjianbi because he had a falling out with someone from his clan. Could it be that he has always had a grudge against Sen Luo City?"

Wen Zhen was stunned, and said: "So there is such a thing? It makes sense to say so. Alas, Senluo City has always been mysterious. Except for people from the clan, outsiders are not allowed to enter at all. I didn't know about this."

The three chatted for a while, agreed to set off for Youdu together, and then separated.

Two days later, Liu Qinghuan and Feng Xian met outside the mountain.

He looked left and right, and asked, "Won't Fellow Daoist Gu Ye come with us?"

Feng Xian released a blue and black dharma boat, shook his head and said: "I went to invite him again later, Brother Gu Ye said he would stay for a few more days, so he would not go with us."

Liu Qinghuan secretly said that it was a pity, since that person was from Senluo City like Hongshang, he originally wanted to get in touch with him more, but the two sides were not familiar with each other, so he couldn't come to the door rashly, so he had to look for another opportunity.

The three of them boarded the boat and drove like lightning all the way, finally approaching the area where Youdu was located two months later.

Gradually, they met more monks. In the past, they could not meet a single person in ten days and a half months, but now they can meet Yiba in three or two days.

The monks who built the foundation and the golden core practiced in groups of three or four, or walked alone, looked up and saw the extremely fast large dharma boat in the sky.

Obviously, these people are also going to Youdu, and Liu Qinghuan can almost imagine how lively the city that is very famous in the entire Netherworld will be.

He felt quite emotional in his heart, probably there is no place like this world, where human cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and all kinds of cultivators can maintain a peaceful surface when they meet, instead of fighting immediately and putting them on the ground. Other interfaces are completely unimaginable.

Even Yunmengze and the Immortal Cultivation Alliance have brought together various groups of monks for the battle of sealing the world, but in fact, except for the human cultivators and demon cultivators who are both human beings who can barely communicate, other groups can't integrate at all, let alone ghosts. Cultivate this kind of monk who has no living space in Yunmengze.

A few days later, the group of three finally arrived in Youdu ten days before the Concubine Concubine Ceremony.

On the flat and open wasteland, a large city covering an extremely large area rose on the ground, and ghost soldiers stood on the high walls, looking solemn and solemn.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect Youdu to be an aboveground city, he thought it was underground.

And outside the city, a large river with a width of tens of feet passes around the city. The black water inside it is full of resentment. Feet of people passing by on a stone bridge spanning the river bank.

The stone bridge is as straight as a road, about a foot higher than the Heishui River, and only a foot wide, without even a guardrail on both sides.

Fengxian's face was full of smiles, and said: "Finally here! Every time I see Youdu, I think it's probably the biggest ghost city in the entire Netherworld."

Wen Zhen also smiled and said: "Yes, it is probably the busiest ghost town, and there are not so many people in other places."

The Dharma boat fell to the ground and stopped on the side of the Heishui River. Liu Qinghuan walked out with the two of them and walked to the towering city gate of Youdu.

　I recommend a book "Sword Knocking on the Heaven's Gate". The style is somewhat similar to mine, the writing is outstanding, and it is worth reading.

　　


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