Chapter 33 Secret Realm

Hundreds of Bailier's subordinates rode the wind, and two-thirds of those above the peak of Foundation Establishment were guarding Xishakou. They lined up and checked every monk passing by, especially the female nuns.In order to find out the troubled peony as soon as possible, his attitude was not polite, which caused dissatisfaction among some sects.

But listening to Fengdao is a black market, and the most worthless thing is morality. Fengqi, represented by violence, will go to the end. Unfortunately, after half a day, there is still nothing.

"Isn't it a monk who went to Xisha Secret Realm?"

"That woman from the Taiqing sect slipped her tongue, she is her senior sister."

"I guess it's the unwelcome poor people in Zongli. Come to listen to Fenglou's 'Treasure Picking'. The goal at the beginning is the Hanchuan Sword, but doesn't Taiqingzong have a sword forest?"

"The Jiange is the best sword in the world. The swords in the sword forest are uneven. How can it be compared with the sword of the head of Xuanlingzong? She is almost the same as a treasure."

And the man they're chasing is taking the treasure that should be confessed.

Qiuyin used the Hanchuan sword to dig a tunnel: "Can't I just blast away?"

"I heard that the sand in the wind path was blown from the former Xisha Secret Realm. It is soft and loose, and it is easy to landslide if it is blown away directly." Lian Yi explained, "Hurry up, this narrow road is opened, and the road behind will be open."

As Lian Yi said, when the clods of condensed soil were dug away, a sandy path spread to the distance, wide and narrow enough for two people to pass through, with no end in sight at a glance, inexplicably creepy, Qiu Yin glanced at the top of his head, theyA secret path found underground is really easy to collapse.

When will the Xisha Secret Realm open in advance? In order to speed up their pace, they must arrive as soon as possible before the entrance to the secret realm closes, so they decided to go all out with Yujian.

But Yan Liangcai was a little surprised, he was a little embarrassed: "Second Senior Sister, that, can you lend me a sword."

"I didn't see you wielding a sword on the way. I thought you were practicing your legs and feet." Qiu Yin said, "Didn't you go to the sword forest to find a sword?"

Yan Liangcai was embarrassed, and scratched his head: "I don't like good swords, and I don't have a sword that fits my eyes, so I just took a sword and used it urgently.

When arguing with the shopkeeper for the wine money, didn't he happen to run into the second senior sister, and was busy going out to check the situation, so she landed in Tingfenglou."

"Really?" Qiu Yin asked casually, Yan Liangcai was worried, thinking that Qiu Yin didn't believe it, but Qiu Yin threw the Hanchuan sword over.

Yan Liangcai hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Second Senior Sister, woo woo, I am your dog."

Qiu Yin: "It doesn't have to be."

But Nan Henyu, who was silent behind Qiuyin, glanced at him lightly, and Yan Liangcai was shocked all over, and immediately covered his mouth as a signal, and left quickly.

Edgeworth walked through the windy tunnel, and they could even hear the wind blowing on the ground above their heads.

Finally reached the end, there is a wall made of stone slabs, covered with dust, and the original appearance can hardly be seen. Qiuyin blew gently, and the wind sent spiritual power to wash the slate, and the whole surface was carved with circles of strange runes..

Qiu Yin: "What should I do next?"

Lian Yi was a little tangled, and said, "You guys, can you turn around?"

Several people looked at each other, agreed, and turned their backs together.

Seeing that they did not peek, Lian Yi approached the stone slab and gently scratched her fingertips. She hissed, and a drop of blood dripped. The blood flowed along the unevenness of the lines and covered the entire wall, vibrating and buzzing, and the walls of the passage vibrated.Sand and stones, followed by trembling.

Qiu Yin turned around in an instant and stood in front of Nan Henyu, who glanced at her.

Yan Liangcai made a fuss: "There is an enemy attack!"

"Open." Lian Yi said.

They turned around, and the stone slab was half moved back. Behind the tunnel was not soil, but a sky covered with yellow sand, and vultures could be seen passing by with their wings spread.

Lian Yi's hand rested on the slate, watching them quietly, she showed her sincerity, now it's time for them to fulfill their promise.

Yan Liangcai let out a loud "wow", but Qiu Yin was very calm: "Yan Liangcai, bring the things."

"Ah?" After realizing that the second senior sister was referring to the missing fairy, Yan Liang threw out a small black jade ball. Qiu Yin took it and showed it to Lian Yi: "I can't see the fairy, Miss Alian knows Tingfeng Dao, so she should recognize it. Come and get it.".”

Of course, Lian Yi had heard of "Blind Immortal", and wondered: "You can get the "Unseen Immortal", and you will be hunted down by Tingfenglou?"

"You know the entrance to the Xisha Secret Realm, so you're also one of the escapees." Qiu Yin asked, "And I'm curious, knowing the entrance to the Secret Realm, but still want someone to take you in. Why, the Xisha Secret Realm clearly wrote 'you and the dog'No entry'?"

Lian Yi's expression brightened for a moment, biting his lip and not speaking.

Qiu Yin said with a smile: "Anyway, you know how to open the entrance to the Xisha Secret Realm, and you can't get in if you come here, and you can enter at any time.

But you stand at the entrance and give you the immortal, who knows if you will jump into the secret realm with the black coal ball in the next moment, and the door will be closed directly."

Even the clothes refused to accept: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, if I go there, won't you give it to me?"

"It makes sense, so our risks are the same." Qiu Yin changed the topic, "But the ability is different. If I want to forcefully break into the wind knight guards, I really have the confidence to escape from death. I don't know that Alian, you are in the wind.How many tricks can the rider survive?"

Lian Yi hesitated, and Qiu Yin said casually: "Maybe you are not convinced in terms of reason, but in terms of morals - you can get the immortal at the risk, but I will not take the risk of you turning around and running away."

"What kind of virtue is this?"

Qiu Yin: "Virtuous virtue."

"..." Except for Qiu Yin, everyone present fell silent, and couldn't find any rebuttal for a while.

Lianyi finally compromised, and walked up to Qiuyin step by step. Qiuyin handed the immortal into her hands, and the jade mist dispersed and merged into Lianyi's body. She grabbed her hand and hesitated: "I don't feel anything."

"This is not a cross-border magic weapon. After using up the sky thunder, I will put a flower for you to celebrate." Qiu Yin took Nan Henyu's hand, "Let's go."

Lian Yi walked in front of Yan Liangcai, and the two followed.

Nan Henyu never spoke a word from the beginning to the end, she was like a person who was "disappeared", and Qiu Yin wrapped her hands and pulled her forward, just like Qiu Yin pulled her forward in front of the son-in-law's mansion.Jin was worried, and came over to hold her hand and walked across the door.

"This angle of view doesn't look like the ground, it looks like it's on some kind of mound, jumping directly..."

Before Qiu Yin could finish speaking, the sound of "Woo—" was poured into the tunnel, instantly covering Qiu Yin's voice, and the yellow sand from the sky scattered into the narrow corridor, sweeping away several people into the windy and sandy wasteland.

"Qiuyin!"

Qiu Yin stood at the forefront, and was directly pulled by the wind to fall down the crossing. The wind blew her black hair and slapped her face. She couldn't open her eyes, but subconsciously stretched out her hand, and was grabbed by a hand. Her body temperature was much colder than hers.many.

It's Master.The uneasiness of falling for a moment was soothed.

Master wanted to grab her and pull her up, but he was blown into the secret realm together.

Another entrance to the secret realm in the tunnel leads to the sky of the Xisha secret realm. As soon as they entered, they began to fall.

The sand rolled into a storm, and there was a vortex between the sky and the earth. They came at a bad time, just in time for a sandstorm in the secret place of Xisha. The wind was so strong that it seemed to be able to blow Qiu Yin for thousands of miles, but it just didn't blow away.Holding her Nan Henyu tightly.

It won't work like this.Qiu Yin struggled to open her eyes. From the flying black hair and sand and stones, she found that the storm was only violent in the sky, and the ground a few meters below was not affected.

So Qiu Yin pulled hard, pulled Nan Henyu into his arms, turned over in the air to face the ground, with the raging hurricane on his back, and tried to use his spiritual power to descend.

Nan Henyu also found out that when he stretched out his hand to hold Qiuyin's head, Yuanying's spiritual power blocked the wind that hit Qiuyin's back, and brought her down steadily.

"Cough cough." Qiuyin was dizzy by the wind, her feet were unsteady, and she was about to kneel down when she was weak, but Nan Henyu hugged her in time and asked, "How is it?"

"Cough, it's okay." Qiuyin spat out the sand that accidentally entered her mouth, and leaned against Nan Henyu to relax, and Nan Henyu brushed her hair back behind Qiuyin's ear.

The hair in the way gave her a chance to breathe. Qiu Yin, who was almost suffocated, exhaled a big breath, but was almost swallowed by the sand that can be seen everywhere in the secret realm: "Bah, bah, help, what the hell."

Nan Henyu supported Qiuyin, helplessly: "Talk less, it's better not to."

"It's a bit of a cough, probably." Qiu Yin covered her mouth with one hand to block the sand, recovered and said angrily, "Master, no matter what happened with the Sad Wind Sword, I now have a new goal."

Nan Henyu knew that she had no good words, so she followed her and asked, "What?"

"Return the sand to the forest, sooner or later I will plant big trees on this broken land!" Qiu Yin kicked up a pile of sand, as if declaring war, "Wait for me."

In order to avoid Qiu Yin's own suffering and being too choked to speak, Nan Henyu pulled the childish ghost away in advance, Qiu Yin looked around: "Where are Alian and Yan Liangcai?"

"Blow it away."

Probably Yuan Ying's cultivation is really good, such a strong wind, not only the fringe curtain, but even the bamboo hat did not blow off, Nan Henyu raised his hand to take it off, put it on Qiu Yin's head, Qiu Yin pressed herHand: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I'm afraid of it. You should wear it quickly."

Nan Henyu thought of Qiuyin's white robe and looked at the "rough skin and thick flesh" drunk all over the building, and didn't agree, so Qiuyin could only say: "If your cough recurs again, it's because I go to make medicine, or you miss me and feed itDo you drink?"

So Nan Henyu silently let go.Steady Master, Qiu Yin looked around, the vast sea of sand reminded her unconsciously of the monotonous scenery on the top of Xuanyue Peak, which was also the same dead look for thousands of years.

Nan Henyu asked: "Are you going to find the two of them?"

"No need." Qiu Yin resolutely said, "I just came here on the same road. Those two guys, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually have their own ghosts in their hearts. If we go to them, they might think we're in the way."

This trip is for the apprentice and Beifengjian, the rest of the people are not within the scope of consideration.Nan Henyu nodded: "Go south first, Xisha is not only barren sand, this is just the periphery."

"Okay. Master, have you brought the Buchen sword?" Qiu Yin asked, "Let's go with the sword."

Nan Henyu shook his head.Qiu Yin drew his sword: "That's okay, the sad wind should be able to carry two people, I'll pull you up...eh?"

The so-called Immortal Yujian can be divided into two types, one is Yutajian and the other is Yujijian.

His sword refers to all swords except the natal sword. The essence is to control things with spiritual power, and it is the same for other things. If the sword itself has any kind of bonus, it will be helpful to a certain extent.

And most of them are Yujijian, the natal sword.The sword cultivator and the sword spirit are dependent on each other, the natal sword is a part of the monk, and controlling the sword is equivalent to walking in the wind, of course it is easier to control yourself than to control other things.

This is why a sword cultivator can have many swords, but in a period of time, more in a lifetime, there will only be one natal sword.

The Sad Wind Sword is different, it is a dead sword, although it is Qiuyin's nominal "natal sword", but the dead sword cannot pass through the living soul, so Qiuyin's Yujian has always been "Yuhejian", thanks to her living up to the "God's sword".There is no difference between this piece of scrap iron and Yu Benming sword.

But now that she injected spiritual power, the Sad Wind Sword didn't even move. Qiu Yin flicked the sword in disbelief: "Brother, wake up, don't sleep, we'll be home in a while!"

Sad Wind Sword is no longer just ignoring her, but treating her as if she doesn't exist anymore.

"I'm sorry, Master." Qiuyin raised her backhand, and the bamboo hat followed, and the wind slightly raised Nan Henyu's hair, and she controlled it to land on the top of Nan Henyu's head steadily, "My ability to control things is not enough.problem."

Qiu Yin then stared back at Sad Wind Sword: "That's your problem. No, you have a sword, why do you always have problems every day? Before, the corpse could carry my aunt and grandma to fly, but now you are completely dead, rooted in reincarnationis it?"

"The inability to control the sword just means that the root lies in Xisha."

Nan Henyu raised her head and looked at the sky. The wind and sand gradually dissipated, revealing the sky, but it was not blue and clear, but still covered with layers of dark yellow that covered people's eyes. She withdrew her gaze and said, "Yujian is not safe, Xisha will be there at any time."The sandstorm caused by the aura riot, it is safer to walk, let's go."

The mustard seed was still a little weird and tattered, and it could barely be used as a sword, but when the master said so, Qiu Yin had no choice but to withdraw the sword: "Okay."

The two walked in the desert on foot, and the road seemed long. Compared with the time passed by in the blink of an eye, it seems that the short-lived mortal always takes a longer road.

Two slender footsteps were left in the boundless desert, which were soon submerged by the wind and sand. After walking a long distance, I saw other colors besides sandy yellow, which were gorgeous red flowers emerging from the ground.It fit Qiuyin's eyes very well, she asked: "Master, are you tired?"

It's not whether she's tired or not, it's because the unlucky apprentice is getting tired of it.So Nan Henyu stopped: "Take a break."

"Okay." Qiu Yin happily ran away, squatted on the ground, and took a closer look at the red flower. The strong fragrance of the flower was as enthusiastic as a dancer, seducing her forward. She reached out to pick one, but was held down by Nan Henyu, "Master? What's the matter?"

"This flower is called 'Beauty Clothes', and the petals are full of hard thorns, which are easy to get hurt." Nan Henyu paused, "There are records about Xisha's illustrated book, I told you to read them all before coming here."

"...It seems that there is such a thing." Qiu Yin retrieved this memory from a corner, swallowed, "I remembered."

"Really." Nan Henyu asked lightly, "What page is it on?"

Qiu Yin tried her best to be calm: "I forgot, I just remembered after reading it once, how could I remember the first few pages."

"The first page." Nan Henyu said softly.

"..." Does this conversation seem familiar?

Qiu Yin gave up on herself: "Well, as you know, no one is perfect. God gave me a good-looking skin and a talent that others look up to, so it is destined to deprive me of some things. This is fair. So is it possible to deprive me of something?It’s my perception of words.”

"In human terms," Qiu Yin opened his eyes wide, "it's just that I really can't see it."

Nan Henyu sighed, thinking that as a master, taking Qiuyin as his disciple, the most successful thing would probably be to force her to memorize the thousand-character training and the Qingxin Sutra.

Indeed, as Qiuyin said, people are different, and reading is her only pastime at the top of Xuanyue Peak, but instead of Qiuyin, she would rather run all over the mountain with cats and birds, just to be free.

But as Qiu Yin's teacher, there are still some things to say, Nan Henyu: "I don't ask you for books, there are also seniors who can't read big characters and still turn into gods to go to the north.

People have their strengths and weaknesses, you can attribute it to heaven, but you will receive the results, so it is better to attribute it to yourself than to heaven.At least when the weather is unfair, if you don't say no to complain, at least you won't get lost."

If someone else said this, Qiu Yin would taunt on the spot, "It won't hurt your back to stand and talk", but when Nan Henyu said it, Qiu Yin naturally understood what she meant, and smiled heartlessly: "Don't worry, Master,God can’t have cumin or minced garlic, and there’s not enough to stir-fry, so others will serve it on the table. I’m sure I’ll eat my own, but if it bothers me, don’t blame me for flipping the table, right?”

It's big hearted.Nan Henyu's smile was hidden under the curtain, but before her apprentice went wild, she regained the dignity that a master should have, and ordered: "They are all 'Zhengxianbu God' Golden Alchemists, and they still can't control their mouths.In the future, you are not allowed to eat those that are available or not.”

With a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Qiu Yin wailed: "But I'm hungry. I'm so hungry that my stomach crows earlier than the rooster crows. Don't blame me if you don't have a good rest."

"That's right." Nan Henyu paused, Qiuyin thought there was a turning point, and her master said, "I asked Miao Chunfeng to send me a box of Bigu Pills when I returned to the sect. Immortal Baimao said there are two other kinds, made of dew.It is also made of fairy soil."

Qiu Yin: "?"

Isn't that drinking water and eating soil?

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