The eight-character sword technique, as the sword technique that Liu Qinghuan has used for many years and is the most convenient to use, he has a deep understanding of its subtlety and strength. However, he only had half a sword technique in his hand, which were the four words "illusion", "break", "point", and "return", and every time he cultivated one, the difficulty increased exponentially.

I don't know the so-called "Heavenly Dragon Great Immortal Peerless Sword Spectrum" recorded on the residual word formula, judging from its description, it is obviously in the same vein as the other four words in his hand. It's a pity that there is only one page on it, and before it has entered the stage of specific cultivation, it is broken on the elaboration of the residual characters of Xuan and Xuan.

After Liu Qinghuan threatened the little monk, he took him to a corner to avoid people.

The little friar's face turned white with a hint of coercion from him, and he realized that the person in front of him was not something he could provoke in the past, and he trembled and summoned truthfully: "Before, senior, that page...... I also bought that page from someone else, and because I saw that the sword path explained above was 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 in the back?"

"No, no. Seeing that he didn't believe it, the little monk hurriedly said: "It's really gone!" I only had this page when I bought it, and then I thought that the residual words written on it must be a very powerful sword technique, and I also went to the man, but he only got it from someone else......"

The eight-character sword technique, if it is the whole book, the grade can at least reach above the Xuan level, and separately, each character can also be practiced separately, which can be called exquisite.

Finally found the trace of the other half of the sword technique, but it was shattered in a blink of an eye, Liu Qinghuan was unwilling, put his hand on the little monk's head, and forced his eyes: "If you don't want to become an idiot, don't resist!"

The little friar's face turned blue and white, white and blue, but there was no room for resistance 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, he did not know the whereabouts behind the fragment of the word, and the fragment had been in his hands for several years, and the person who sold it to him had long since disappeared.

Leaving the poor little friar, Liu Qinghuan pulled Xiao Hei out of the crowd and walked briskly outside the market.

Xiao Hei saw his black face, and he didn't dare to ask more, so one man and one beast quickly took the floating shuttle and continued to hurry.

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 dedication, which made Liu Qinghuan's eyes twitch.

"If you are in heat again, I will throw you back into the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map, which is simply unsightly!"

Xiao Hei touched the puppet's hand with an intoxicated face, and pouted: "Master, you are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man." Besides, Xiaobai didn't object either, okay?"

"He, do you know what it means to be a full man and a hungry man?" Liu Qinghuan slapped it and said, "Of course it won't object, because it's just a puppet!"

"Hehe, Xiaobai is her name. Xiao Hei said triumphantly: "My name is Xiao Hei, her name is Xiao Bai, just make a couple!"

The puppet was soon received by Liu Qinghuan into the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map, because Liu Qinghuan really couldn't stand Xiao Hei's constant estrus, so he simply separated the two, and Xiao Hei also quarreled for several days.

Not to mention the idle things, it is said that Liu Qinghuan has been on the road for several months, passing through the vast and vast Nine Shadows Domain, and there are a few detours in the middle because some places are too dangerous.

Probably considering that the Nine Shadows are too big, it will take a lot of time for the monks who go to watch the ceremony to rush to the Ones, so the news of the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor's concubine ceremony was released more than a year ago, so Liu Qinghuan still has plenty of time.

After calculating the next distance, it would take about two months to get to You, and after thinking about it, he decided to take a slight detour and go to a place called Drunken Forgotten Sword Wall to have a look.

In Chonghe, the map Jade Jane that he gave him, and what he later learned, was that it was just an inconspicuous stone wall, just like the 100,000 mountains in the Nine Shadows. Then one year, someone passed by under the stone wall, and before he got close, he felt the sword aura of slaughter passing by, and when he looked up, he saw that the cliff was densely covered with sword marks containing earth-shattering sword intent.

As a result, this wall quickly became famous, and many people rushed to that place just to understand the sword intent in it. Later, someone really gained something, and thus created a set of unparalleled swordsmanship, so this place became more famous, attracting more people to rush to the first.

However, not everyone can go, because the sword intent of the sword wall is extremely domineering, and the low cultivation can't bear it at all, so most of the people who dare to go are above Jindan.

Since it is 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 a few days, the mountains below gradually became magnificent, and the tall peaks were like inverted sword blades, and the momentum was awe-inspiring.

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

Turning another mountain peak, the drunken forgetting sword wall finally appeared in front of Liu Qinghuan's field of vision, and sure enough, as rumored, the sword marks on it were everywhere and messy, just like someone practicing the sword while drinking under the wall while practicing the sword with drunkenness, a sword sword was wielded wantonly, and the wild sword intent was inadvertently left on the stone wall.

"Sure enough, it's worth the name, it's interesting. ”

Liu Qinghuan nodded secretly, ready to get closer.

At this moment, a square-faced male cultivator passing by below suddenly raised his head, and his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the hidden magic circle of the floating shuttle, and he went straight to him!

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, this person's cultivation was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and his lonely and arrogant sword intent spread out without restraint, which was daunting.

He was thinking about whether to go out to say hello, but he saw the square-faced male cultivator turn his head indifferently and fall down the wall.

Liu Qinghuan didn't think so, and took the babbling little black back to the spirit beast bag and walked out of the cabin.

The wind blew from the mountains, bringing a hint of coolness, and some ferns curled like wires grew between the cracks in the stones, making a gurgling sound, but taking advantage of the silence of the four fields.

However, there were actually many people near the sword wall, either sitting or standing, or looking up at the sword marks on the wall obsessively, or bowing their heads and closing their eyes in contemplation, each of them separated by a distance, not disturbing each other, and silently talking.

Liu Qinghuan picked up a clearing not far from the sword wall and sat down, precipitated his mind first, and then began to feel the sword intent on the wall.

......

A few days later.

Liu Qinghuan turned around from his thoughts, and there seemed to be sword marks on his eyes that cut through the night, and he felt something in his heart.

A male cultivator dressed in black walked closer, nodded to him, and said, "Aoki Daoyou, is today's enlightenment over, do you want to have a drink together?"

This person is known as Fengxian, he is a demon cultivator, and his temperament is quite hearty, and he has been familiar with Liu Qinghuan a little bit in these days.

In this barren mountain and wilderness, the sword cultivation career is already hard, and not everyone can sit still for months, so in addition to participating in the sword, there are occasional times to communicate with each other.

Liu Qinghuan nodded happily and stood up.

Feng Xian smiled and waved his hand, "I also invited Gu Ye and Wenzhen Daoyou." ”

As he was talking, he saw two more people coming this way, and one of them was the square-faced male cultivator he met when he first arrived at the Drunken Forgetting Sword Wall.

The four of them didn't say much, they flew up and went to the cave of the wind strings, and then they put on the wine and sat down to talk about the sword.

Compared with the other three, Liu Qinghuan is not a sword cultivator, but because of his cultivation of "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship" and the eight-character sword technique, he is also quite profound in the way of swords, so he is not timid.

The Tao is not clear, the sword is not clear, and the people present are all Yuanying monks, after such a small gathering, everyone has their own harvest.

The exchange is not limited to the sword, and the experience of cultivation is also one of them, although the essence of one's own cultivation will not be generously expressed in its entirety, but it is enough.

If he hadn't rushed to the secluded capital, Liu Qinghuan would have wanted to stay here for ten or eight years, and slowly understand the drunken forgetfulness on the sword wall. This is like a secluded place isolated by a chaotic world, and the people who stay here are all single-mindedly sword-minded, there are not so many complicated intrigues, and they can exchange ideas with each other on weekdays, which is really a good place for cultivation.

However, it was the square-faced male cultivator named Lonely Night, who was sitting at the same table for the first time, and the other party was like his honorific name, lonely and lonely, and rarely participated in such a small exchange meeting.

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

"Haha, I'm fortunate to have Brother Lonely Night today. Feng Xian raised his glass and said with a smile: "Listening to your words, I have studied for ten years, and Brother Lonely Night is really not an ordinary person." Come, I'll toast you!"

Lonely Night raised the wine glass on his lips and drank it without saying a word.

Feng Xian didn't care, and then drank the wine in the cup, and said: "Now that the sword is finished and the Tao is clear, I want to ask you one thing." ”

Everyone else looked at him and only listened to him: "Speaking of which, the gift of Emperor Zhaoyang's concubine will not be long after, do you want to go and congratulate you?"

Wen Zhen, who was sitting opposite him, was dressed as a scribe, shook his fan and said: "Naturally, I want to go, the other party is the ghost emperor after all, if you don't give this face, it will not be good to see each other in the future." I'm going to leave in a few days, and Brother Fengxian is going too, why don't you go together?"

Feng Xian nodded to him: "Naturally, what about Michido Aoki?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "This kind of excitement, I have to go and make it up." ”

After speaking, he looked at the lonely night, and he was the only one present who did not speak.

Lonely Night was still sitting expressionlessly, but he listened to Feng Xian and smiled: "Aoki Daoyou didn't know the identity of Brother Lonely Night, he definitely had to go." ”

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled: "Identity?"

"Brother Lone Night is from Senluo City, and the side concubine that Emperor Zhaoyang married this time can be regarded as his cousin......"

At this time, he saw that Lone Night suddenly stood up and said, "Since there is nothing else to do, take your leave." ”

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

"This, this ......," Feng Xian stammered, "Am I saying the wrong thing?"

"Probably not. Wen Zhen comforted him twice, and his face was puzzled: "It's strange that there is no one, why is Brother Lone Night's reaction so big." ”

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

Feng Xian suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard that Brother Lone Night came to the Drunken Forgotten Sword Wall because he fell out with the people in the clan back then, isn't it that he has always had a grudge against Senluo City?"

Wen Zhen suddenly said, "So there is still such a thing? Alas, the city has always been mysterious, and no outsiders are allowed to enter it except those of the clan, and I don't even know about it. ”

The three of them chatted for a while, and then agreed to set off for the hidden capital together, and then dispersed.

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

He looked left and right and asked, "Won't the Lonely Night Daoist go with us?"

Feng Xian released a blue and black Dharma boat, shook his head and said, "I went to invite it again later, and Brother Lone Night said that he would stay for a few more days, so he won't go with me." ”

Liu Qinghuan secretly said that it was a pity, since that person was from Senluo City like Hongsheng, he originally wanted to have more contact with him, but the two sides were not familiar with each other, and it was not good to come to the door rashly, so he had to look for opportunities in the future.

The three of them got on the boat, and they galloped all the way, and finally approached the area where the secluded capital was located two months later.

Gradually, they met more monks, and they used to meet no one in ten days and half a month, but now they can meet one in three or two days.

Those monks who had built the foundation and cultivated in Jindan were in groups of three or five, or they were walking alone, and when they looked up and saw the large Dharma ship in the sky, they saw that it was the Yuanying monk passing by, and they all saluted in awe.

Obviously, these people were also going to the Netherworld, and Liu Qinghuan could almost imagine how the city that was extremely famous in the entire Netherworld would be a lively scene.

He sighed with emotion in his heart, probably no place like this world, human cultivation, ghost cultivation, demon cultivation, demon cultivation, all kinds of cultivation, but still able to maintain peace on the surface after meeting, instead of immediately fighting, it is completely unimaginable to put it on other interfaces.

Even Yun Mengze, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance gathered various groups of cultivators together for the Boundary War, but in fact, except for human cultivators and demon cultivators who were also human beings who could barely communicate, the other groups could not be integrated at all, let alone ghost cultivators who had no room to survive in Yun Mengze.

In a few more days, the group of three finally arrived in the secluded capital ten days before the start of the concubine ceremony.

I saw that on the flat and open wasteland, a large city covering an extremely wide area rose from the ground, and on the high city walls, there were many ghost soldiers, and the forest was solemn.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Youdu was actually an above-ground city, he thought it was underground.

Outside the city, a river dozens of feet wide flowed around the city, and the black water inside was boiling and resentful, and from time to time the shadow of a ghost struggling emerged from the water, stretching out its dark and thin claws, to grasp the feet of people who passed on the stone bridge that crossed the riverbank.

The stone bridge was as straight as a road, and it would be a foot higher and no more than a foot wide than the Blackwater River, and there would not even be a guardrail on either side.

Feng Xian's face was full of smiles, and he said, "It's finally here! Every time I see the Netherworld, I think this is probably the biggest ghost town in the entire Netherworld." ”

Wen Zhenyi smiled: "Yes, it is probably the most lively ghost town, and there are not so many people in other places." ”

The French 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 gate of the hidden capital.