Eternal Tranquility

The three of them each confided some past events, and the atmosphere was quiet for a while, and then they started talking about other things, and they felt that their relationship was closer.

Yunzheng became very interested in the art of speaking and had a great time chatting with Jingjue using wooden cards.

Liu Qinghuan interrupted them and asked: "What should we do next? Originally, I came to Wugui Ruins to find the teleportation circle deep in the general's tomb."

"Haha, it seems we have an idea." Yun Zheng said: "The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is too difficult to enter, so that's why I came here."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Liu Qinghuan said seriously: "However, from the information I heard from the ghosts along the way, this country was originally just a country established by a small cultivating family."

Liu Qinghuan shared the news he got along the way with them, and finally concluded: "So it is impossible for the Zhao family to have the strength to build a cross-continental teleportation array, and they can only build a small array at most. This small array was probably used when they were besieged. , prepared to escape. So what we have to consider now is whether it is necessary to go deep into the general's tomb? There are many dangers inside, after all, General Wu was already in the false elixir realm before he died."

Jingjue knew that the two of them were from Yunmengze Continent, so he just listened curiously.

Yun Zheng pondered for a while, and finally smiled proudly: "No matter what the real elixir or fake elixir is, it's not like I haven't killed the real Jin elixir before! It's not easy to get into the secret realm, of course you have to be good enough to get out!"

Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "Have you ever killed Jin Dan?"

Yun Zheng pretended to be humble and waved his hand, but he could not hide his pride: "I escaped from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and I encountered a short-sighted early Jindan who came to kill him. I killed him and refused to return to the ruins. The entry ball was obtained from him."

Since Yunzheng wanted to go in and have a look, Liu Qinghuan wanted to go with him, but Jingjue and they just met by chance and there was no need to accompany them, so she looked at him: "Jingjue, what are your plans?"

Jingjue held up a wooden sign: "I am the Buddha who is compassionate. I came here to save the resentful souls here."

He clicked on the wooden sign, and the words on it immediately changed: "I like to be with you, you are all good people."

His eyes were very bright, with burning sincerity.

Liu Qing Huan caressed his forehead and was speechless, but Yun Zheng strongly disagreed with the good man's evaluation and showed an evil smile: "Little monk, I am not a good man. There are many souls who died under my sword."

The three of them chatted for a while, then each meditated to restore their spiritual power. Waiting until daybreak, he put away his magic circle and went deep into the fog of the mass grave.

Yunzheng took the lead, holding an ice glass sword in his hand, and surrounded by a group of blue protective shields. He turned around and warned: "Don't stay too far away from me. Your spiritual consciousness is blocked in this mist. Be careful of getting lost. And be careful of the dead energy. Dead people can corrupt magical weapons."

Jingjue held the Zen staff, and a piece of clear light shone from the top of the Zen staff, completely blocking out the fog, and followed Yun Zheng in a hurry.

Liu Qinghuan walked at the end, but he paid a little attention to the life and death sword intention in Nishengzhu.

After five years of sealing the bamboo, the unexpected layer of gray on the Sword of Life and Death has increased a lot. The small gray sword wrapped in the center is flexible and flexible, and the sword body is more solid. Its meaning is extremely mysterious and difficult to describe.

Liu Qinghuan's sword intention of life and death is extremely different among the many disciples who have sword intentions in Zhulin Mountain.

Generally speaking, "The Sword Art of Bamboo Heart Planting" is to plant a sword with the heart of Tao, and understand that killing is the sword of killing. Understanding protection is the sword of protection. Understanding virtue is the sword of virtue. The sword's intention is pure, and it rarely has two completely opposite attributes, such as the sword of water and fire.

However, the Sword Intent of Life and Death implies the realm of life and death. After Liu Qinghuan took out the sword, he found that his Sword Intent grew extremely slowly, and he could rarely display the Sword Intent. This was all because the attributes of the Sword Intent of Life and Death were too complex.

Although he accidentally cultivated the sword intention of life and death, there is still a long way to go before he can explore the realm of life and death. Fengzhu alone is not enough. If he wants the Sword Intent of Life and Death to grow, he must also grow his Dao Heart.

This cannot be rushed.

Liu Qinghuan has now figured out why the Sword Intent of Life and Death often vibrates after he enters No Return Ruins. First, the ghosts here are living between life and death, and second, it is his own state of mind.

For example, when he heard Jingjue's story last night, his heartstrings were touched, and he felt something in his heart. At the same time, it caused the vibration of the sword intention of life and death. The reason why he rarely noticed it before was just because he used it frequently, but after sealing the bamboo, the slightest movement of the sword's intention was extremely obvious.

"Qing Huan, what are you thinking about?" Yun Zheng suddenly walked up to him: "You guy, don't be distracted at this time, okay?"

Liu Qinghuan defended: "How could I be distracted? For example, I know how many people appeared far to our right."

"What!" Yunzheng slapped him in the face: "You didn't tell anyone, and you said you weren't distracted!"

Liu Qinghuan's spiritual consciousness is powerful, and even in this fog, he can still detect farther than others.

"They are not heading towards us." Liu Qinghuan said, stroking his chin and smiling: "And they are about to collide with a group of ghost troops!"

Jingjue came over and said, "Are we going to help them?"

This was answered by the other two people in unison: "No."

Yunzheng pulled Jingjue: "You little monk, don't meddle in my own business, or I'll throw you away!"

Jingjue was dragged away obediently, and then suddenly let out an "ah" sound and jumped to the side!

Liu Qinghuan immediately looked at the ground and saw a white bone claw emerging from the soil, grabbing a handful of nothing.

One of the phalanges was missing from the hand's claw, and the bone color was old. It was obvious that the owner of this hand had been dead for an unknown number of years.

The surrounding soil turned up, and a skeleton crawled out of the soil. There were two dots of red light in the empty eye sockets. He clicked his chin and threw himself at Yunzheng who was standing next to him.

Yun Zheng kicked it to the ground, then stepped on the skull's head and said with great interest: "Haha, it's turned into bones and it still refuses to live in peace."

The skeleton was trampled on the head and couldn't get up, so he used his two claws to grab Yun Zheng's feet, and he removed them with two swipes of his sword.

Unexpectedly, those two claws could still move, groping and climbing on the ground.

Liu Qinghuan stepped up and trampled his two claws into bone fragments: "It seems that we have to be careful about the ground. Although this thing is not powerful, it can still move after being separated, so it should not be underestimated."

This plain was once the place where military generals sacrificed blood to soldiers, and it was also the place where great wars took place later. Countless people died here. Bone fragments can be seen everywhere on the ground. They didn't pay much attention to it before, but now they have to be careful.

Jingjue recited a Buddhist sentence in a low voice, shook his Zen staff gently, and shed a clear light. Then he saw that the struggling movements of the skeleton became smaller and smaller, and the red light in his eyes extinguished.

"Let's go." Yun Zheng stood up and said, "Qing Huan, if there is a ghost army or someone approaches, let us know in advance."

Liu Qinghuan nodded and looked to the side: "It really is."