Yan Yan turned his head to look at him, and said with a playful smile: "I can't see it! That's one of Emperor Luo's favorite side concubines, born in Senluo City, what do you ask her to do?"

Liu Qinghuan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he had the urge to abandon the Tainan Immortal Sword immediately!

With the demeanor of the red-clothed female cultivator, he already had a premonition that the other party's identity was unusual, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a concubine who was favored by the ghost emperor.

Ghost Emperor, cultivating to be equivalent to human cultivation, doesn't this make him indirectly confront a ghost emperor?!

"Michitomo Aoki?"

Yan Yan's puzzled voice recalled Liu Qinghuan's distraction, he touched his nose, and said indifferently in the other party's inquiring gaze: "I just didn't expect the other party's status to be so high, many years ago, I had a relationship with her." ”

The two sides are not familiar with each other, and it is naturally not easy to delve into it, so he just smiled and said: "It turns out that you are old acquaintances, and it just so happens that the side concubine Su Jin married by Emperor Zhaoyang this time is the sister of the red-clothed imperial concubine, and she will definitely appear in the hidden capital at that time, maybe you can have a chance to meet it." ”

The other party obviously misunderstood his relationship with Hongshang, Liu Qinghuan explained a few words, but there was a tendency to get darker and darker, so he simply didn't say anything.

Next, the two chatted while guarding the light curtain to pay attention to the situation of the insect tide on the ground.

With such a huge tide of corpses and insects, there is not a single inch of grass left in the place it passes, and even the stones and ground have to be thinned in two, and if they are placed in the human world, I am afraid that it will cause extremely terrible losses. However, in the Netherworld, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are large expanses of desolate wasteland, and even most of the Immortal Cultivation City is built underground, which minimizes the harm of insect tides.

As the day passed, the overwhelming insects passed overhead, and the shaking and flapping of the ground did not stop for a moment. And the entrance passage of the ancient mound dungeon city that was buried by stones was quite safe, and it did not attract the attention of the insect swarm outside.

The atmosphere of the entire dungeon relaxed a little, and the nervous people were finally able to take a breath, and many people's mood gradually became optimistic, and they began to talk and laugh with their friends.

However, when everyone relaxed, the collective hideout of a dozen monks was discovered by the corpse worm.

They were all low-level monks who had not entered the dungeon before, hiding in the hole dug under the stone house outside, and after the hiding place was discovered, they refused to sit still, gathered in a pile and ran out, their bodies covered with blood-red sand of fire, cursing loudly, while throwing spells or magic weapons, trying to stop the attack of the insect swarm.

Although ordinary corpse insects would avoid them, the blood sickle and blood slug were not afraid of the smell of fire and sand, and they quickly surrounded the group from all directions.

After the outermost few people were gnawed into white bones by insects in just a few breaths, the desperate low-level monks were full of resentment in their hearts, shouted, and ran in the direction of the dungeon, holding the same mentality of "I die, you don't want to live", and blasted open the entrance to the outermost stone hall ruins at the last moment of their lives.

As a result, the ancient mound dungeon, which might not have been exposed at all, was exposed in this way, and the blood sickle insects that could burrow into the ground wielded their scythes and scrambled to drill into the passage.

The other people in the dungeon were still talking and laughing easily, but Liu Qinghuan and Yan Yan saw this dramatic scene, and both of them were a little dumbfounded.

The Great Protector Array has been opened, and the entire dungeon is completely closed, and it is too late to stop it.

He yelled at the people below him with annoyance, and slapped the head of one of the stewards who had been ordered to raise the entrance fee to the city.

Liu Qinghuan shook his head secretly, what is the use of pursuing it at this time. Just for a few hundred low-grade spirit stones, the whole city was exposed, not to mention the gains, it was simply stupid.

However, what should be faced is still to be faced, and he asked, "Fellow Daoist, with the current defense, how long can the dungeon withstand it?"

He barely retracted his anger and said, "It's hard to say, I can pinch a large number of them with one hand, don't look at those damn insects, but there are too many of them, and there are low but real intelligences, and they don't know fear and death at all...... I guess I can withstand it for a few hours. ”

Liu Qinghuan nodded and stood up: "Okay, I'll go over there and guard first." ”

Yan Yan politely arched his hand and said, "It's all a friend of the Daoists." ”

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand, passed through the low-level monks who were gradually panicking, and arrived in the hall where the coffin was parked.

It only took an hour for the thick walls of the dungeon to be gnawed through by the swarms, and half a day later, the large array of the city was shattered by the blood slugs that exploded in unison.

The breaking of the large array heralded the loss of the entire dungeon, although the insect tide at the entrance was temporarily blocked by the cyan spiritual power barrier released by Liu Qinghuan, but the blood sickle stinging insects came in from other places, and the screams were everywhere for a while, and everyone devoted themselves to the great cause of killing insects.

If there is only one of these insects, it is actually not very powerful, and even a Qi cultivation period cultivator can barely deal with it, but there are many of them......

There are probably only a few hundred monks in the entire dungeon, and even if some of them are highly cultivated, it is okay for one person to deal with ten hundreds, but what about thousands and thousands...... Only.

Liu Qinghuan was not easy, although the spiritual power barrier he used was as thick as a cyan wall, completely blocking the entrance, but it couldn't hold the blood sickle swarm too crazy and fierce, the two pairs of scythes were swung like a spinning windmill, and the speed of spiritual power loss was much faster than he imagined.

After holding out for another half a day, the blood sickle insects in other places were already surging in the passage like a tide, and the Death Killer and a number of guards and monks of the ancient mound dungeon had retreated to the ground, and no one came to inform him to retreat.

Liu Qinghuan shrugged his shoulders, feeling that he was worthy of the reward he received, and the moment he removed the spiritual power barrier, his body had already escaped into the earth.

There was still a sea of insects outside, and Liu Qinghuan escaped for some distance in the soil, killed the blood sickle stinging insect he encountered, and then jumped to the ground.

Before the insect tide could react, he had already flown into the sky, turning into a fleeting blue light and disappearing into the sky.

No matter how fast the swarm was, it couldn't be faster than the speed of the Yuanying Cultivator, so he could only watch his back disappear, out of reach.

It wasn't until he completely got rid of the tide of corpse insects that Liu Qinghuan stopped and found a place to refine the floating shuttle first.

The whole ship is extremely smooth and round, about a foot long, the outer layer is a smooth wall that glows with a faint white and cyan glow, and the inside is spacious and comfortable, covered with a thick velvet blanket.

After placing a few high-grade spirit stones into the groove in the cabin, and activating the magic circle on the shuttle, the hull of the ship let out a gentle hum, and the four walls turned translucent white, and the hull of the ship slowly disappeared.

He smiled with satisfaction, played a trick, and the floating shuttle rushed out with a whoosh.

The desolate mountains and fields retreated quickly from under their feet, and the dim sky remained unchanged, Liu Qinghuan took out the map jade slip, determined the direction of the hidden capital, and rushed to the southeast.

Inside the boat, Liu Qinghuan took out a small table and placed it by the window, and took out the fragment in his hand to continue to understand. Beside him, a life-like puppet was pouring tea, and in a short time the smell of tea filled the entire cabin.

The puppet poured a glass gracefully, gently placed it in Liu Qinghuan's hand, and then sat back at the bow of the boat, staring blankly outside.

Liu Qinghuan glanced up at it, its eyebrows, skin like clotted fat, and exquisite beauty, but after all, it was not as fresh as a real person, and it lacked a little bit of human flavor.

However, it is enough to do some chores and steer the ship.

With that in mind, he lowered his head and returned his attention to the fragment in his hand.

This fragment is the one he got from Liu Zhenwu that day, and it records a legendary immortal technique: the immobilization technique. He had been enlightened for several months, and now he had some ideas.

When the monk is facing the enemy, there are not many means to imprison others, such as all kinds of immortal ropes, body ropes, etc., in addition to various spells and prohibitions, but most of these spells can only be achieved by sealing acupoints and sealing spiritual power, and they are also very easy to be broken or broken by the other party.

The reason why the body fixation technique is called an immortal technique is because after being fixed by this technique, the other party cannot break free by his own strength, and his body, spiritual power, divine sense, and even the Yuan Ying can be completely sealed.

The only downside is that when subjected to a violent attack from the outside, the Freeze Technique will disarm itself. In addition, there is also a premise that the cultivator must be higher or almost higher than the opponent in order to fix the opponent.

But even with these two limitations, it does not damage the strength of the body technique at all, after all, even the spell that the Yuan Infant can seal is not something that ordinary spells can do.

On that day, if Liu Zhenwu hadn't reached into his dantian and grabbed his Yuan Baby, he would not have been able to extricate himself from the fixation technique. If the other party hadn't missed that he had two babies, he would most likely have died.

But......

Liu Qinghuan suddenly remembered that he had actually seen a more powerful fixation technique, that is, the speech technique of pure awakening. Jingjue set a word, and the general Tsukasa Zhao Wuding, who was much higher than him, couldn't move, a dead word, and the other party could not escape death even if it was a ghost body.

Pure enlightenment...... He hadn't thought of his friend for many years, since the other party disappeared from Yun Mengze many years ago, he and Yun Zheng had also searched for a while, but there was no trace of the pure and kind little monk. Later, when the Sealing War broke out, I was too busy to take care of myself, and after a long time, I slowly forgot about it.

Liu Qinghuan sighed slightly, and a faint trace of melancholy appeared in his heart.

Speaking of which, those former friends slowly lost contact one by one. Some people are getting bigger and bigger in their cultivation, and they have nothing to say when they are together, such as Lin Guang, Jia Zhou, etc.; some are busy with their own work, and after a long time, the contact becomes less and less, and the friendship naturally fades; and some people have embarked on different paths with themselves, and there is no chance to intersect again.

Human life seems to be a process of continuous loss. For Liu Qinghuan, the love of parents that has been lost before feeling it, the fading youthful friendship, the former frivolity and unbridled laughter, and the former passion and vigor have all passed in the years, turning into the demons of the infant when they were married, until they are too forgetful, and the clouds are light and light.

With a slight smile on his lips, he continued to immerse himself in the meditation technique.

......

This is 108,000 miles to the secluded capital, not to mention the loneliness and boredom in the journey, Liu Qinghuan chose a route that passed through several immortal cultivation cities, and went down for a walk every time he arrived.

Xiao Hei's injuries were almost healed, and he refused to stay in the Spirit Beast Bag or the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map anymore, so he simply took it with him.

Everywhere he went, he would walk through various shops, collecting historical and geographical classics related to the Nine Shadows Domain, and looking for pills or new elixir seeds.

However, the harvest is not big, firstly, there are very few pills that can be used in the infancy of the Yuan, and secondly, even if there are, most of them are used by ghost cultivators, and there are almost no human cultivators.

"It seems that we have to wait until we get to the dark capital to find it. Liu Qinghuan said casually as he walked out of the city: "Xiao Hei, what do you want to buy?" Then we rushed to the secluded capital at full speed, and there was no stop in between. ”

Xiao Hei was holding a bunch of messy food, his mouth was still full, and when he heard him say this, he hurriedly ran to a stall on the side of the road.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the stall, and saw that there were some strange shapes, strange colors, and strange smells piled up on it, but there were many low-level monks lining up to buy them.

Liu Qinghuan was very speechless, and while Xiao Hei was queuing, he took two steps at random, his eyes swept over a stall next to him.

Waiting was boring, so he walked over and picked up a tattered book on it, and was about to open it.

"Eh!" a hand slapped on the book, and the young boy who was sitting lazily behind the stall said with hanging eyes: "This is a sword book, you can buy it, but you can't read it!"

Liu Qinghuan hid his cultivation, and he was only wearing a very simple green shirt, so this little monk who only built the foundation and cultivated was not afraid of him at all.

Stretched out his fingers and flicked the dust on the page, only to see that there were eight big characters written on it: "Heavenly Dragon Great Immortal Peerless Sword Spectrum". He smiled good-naturedly and said, "If you don't look at it, how do you know if it's really practical or not, whether it's fake or not?"

The young boy thought about it, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and reluctantly said, "Okay, then you can only read one page!"

Staring at Liu Qinghuan and opening the book cover, seeing that he really didn't turn it back, he was relieved, and said with a big grin: "This sword book, but I finally snatched it from someone else in an ancient tomb, if it weren't for the tight money recently, I would never sell it......!

Liu Qinghuan didn't pay attention to what he was talking about at this time, his brows furrowed slightly, and he interrupted him: "How can this sword book be sold?"

The young boy's face was happy, but he said with a slight hesitation: "Two hundred and fifty spirit stones?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him with a smile, and he immediately changed his words: "Two hundred, one price, no matter how low it is, I won't sell it!"

Liu Qinghuan touched it into his arms, directly took out two Zhongpin spirit stones from his arms and threw them to him, and then turned another page of the sword book in his hand, only to see that the words in the first line on it were: Residual Character Formula......

He grabbed it lightly, and the boy who wanted to run away when he rolled up his things was grabbed by him, and he clicked on a few big holes on his body, and he couldn't move anymore.

Turning another page, he soon finished the thin sword book with a little disappointment on his face.

Sure enough, it's a patchwork of deceptive things.,Except for the second page.,Most of the other pages are the most basic swordsmanship.,And it's not a set.,One of them even records a recipe.。 As for the cover, it's even more fake.

He raised his eyes, pointed to the second page, and said, "If you tell me where you got this page from, I'll give you another two hundred spirit stones." ”

The face of the boy standing in place like a wooden stake turned red, Liu Qinghuan slapped him in the throat, and the other party immediately let out an earth-shattering coughing sound, and while coughing, his eyes were still dripping.

Liu Qinghuan smiled, and his face suddenly turned cold: "If you are not honest, don't ask for your little life!"