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Chapter nine
The secret realm is a small world constructed by the use of special formations. Some secret realms are the mausoleums of ancient mighty powers, and some secret realms are training places used by sects to practice disciples. In general sects, there will be one or two secret realms in hand. According to the difficulty of secret realms, secret realms are divided into different levels.
Rumor has it that the Xuanji Secret Realm was the secret realm that Ye Lan gave to the Jinguang Temple, but it was extremely dangerous and was not suitable for sect training. Everyone suspected that the Xuanji Secret Realm was Ye Lan’s tomb. Ye Lan's lifetime collection.
Ye Lan was the pioneer of the flourishing age of Yunze cultivation. The ancient monsters were strong and demonic cultivation prevailed. Ye Lan practiced as an ordinary mortal and became a sword master. He cultivated a sword through the ages and completely expelled the magic cultivation before ushering in. Yunze's cultivation in the prosperous age. According to the rumors, he has bad luck and many magic weapons, so the rumor is that the Xuanji secret realm of his mausoleum is bound to be magic weapons everywhere in everyone's fantasy.
Fu Changling thought the same in the last life, until he really came to the Xuanji Secret Realm.
He vaguely remembered the process of his coming to Xuanji Secret Realm. At that time, he escaped from Shangguan’s house. He fell on the road and fell directly into this secret realm. As soon as he fell into the secret realm, a gust of wind blew over and injured him. His eyes, and then when he fell to the ground, he couldn't see anything.
It was heavy snow that day, cold and desolate, he was alone, and his eyes were hazy, only some shadows could be seen faintly. He walked around in the vast snow, trying to find a way to leave, but after a while, he encountered the spirits. Those fierce spirits grabbed him and bit his flesh and blood every bit, thinking that he was going to die. At that moment, a sword broke through the air and swept all the spirits around him. He heard the sounds of spirits running around. After a long time, the surroundings became quiet, only the sound of rustling heavy snow falling.
He sat up on his feet, and heard someone stepping on the snow behind him. He turned his head back, and only vaguely saw a dark shadow. The man seemed to be wearing a jade crown and was tall and slender. He looked at Fu Changling. , After a long time, finally said: "Fu family?"
Fu Changling could not speak, he looked up at him, blood flowing from his eyes, sliding down his white jade face, and then he heard the human saying: "I haven't solved the forbidden curse, can I still see it?"
Fu Changling nodded, and the other party knelt down, and then he felt a warm current covering his eyes. After a while, the blood in his eyes stopped, and a pair of warm hands held his hands and helped him stand up: "I'm not good at healing, but don't be afraid, I will take you out."
After speaking, the other party put the scabbard of a sword in his hand. The scabbard is made of white jade, and it looks colder in the heavy snow. Fu Changling held one end of the sword and said humanely: "You hold my sword, and I will lead the way for you."
So he grabbed the sword and followed him forward.
The man walked in front of him, and Fu Changling vaguely saw his back. He was wearing wide sleeves and wearing a hair crown. His back looked very thin, similar to the thousands of swordsmen in the Yunze cultivation world, but with so little difference. .
He wanted to ask the other party's name, but he couldn't speak, and the other party seemed to know his mind and calmly said: "My name is Yan Ming."
Yan Ming.
Thinking of this name, he was in a daze for a moment, but he suddenly realized that it was really a long time ago.
If there was no Yan Ming, he would not have left the Xuanji Secret Realm. He hasn't met Yan Ming in his entire life, so...
Is Yan Ming here?
Fu Changling had some expectations in his heart. At this moment, Qin Yan snorted from the pain on Fu Changling's shoulder. Fu Changling turned his head to look at Qin Yan. He hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look around.
There are no guards around this square, and they seem to have confidence in the security here. One cage stood on the side, and each cage contained different people.
And the people in these cages, judging from their costumes, are mostly monks from other sects. The monks were lying on the ground, it seemed that the whole person was drained, the skin on their bodies was stuck to the bones like dry bark, and only the undulating chests showed that they were still alive.
Fu Changling thought for a while. Waiting for Yan Ming was like making a huge bet. If he couldn't wait, he would not be able to walk out of the secret realm alone.
What if you didn't wait?
He needs a second plan, and the best of this plan is that he can cooperate with Qin Yan.
No matter why Qin Yan wanted to kill him, both of them are now in danger. The Xuanji Secret Realm makes sacrifices once a month. If they cannot leave the secret realm before the sacrifice, they will be secretly secreted on the altar the next time the sacrifice begins. The "saints" in the realm were put into these cages as sacrifices, and then just like the monks next to them, they would forever become the nourishment of this secret realm.
Fu Changling thought for a while, raised his hand, and slowly covered Qin Yan's shoulders with light.
Qin Yan's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fu Changling wandered around him with spiritual power, and after confirming his injury, he recited several spells alone.
The rune formations Fu Changling learned were extremely complicated, and there were all types. He first mentioned that Qin Yan pulled out the Yin Qi left by Wu Shi Luo, and then he gave Qin Yan a "concentric curse."
The Concentric Curse can guarantee that the person being cast will never harm the caster, because there is still a gap between their two cultivation bases. This Concentric Curse Fu Changling can cast a spell on Qin Yan at most for a month. The actual time depends on Qin Yan's own cultivation level. How high is it? He had to take advantage of Qin Yan's injury to cast this spell on Qin Yan. But such an exhausting effort naturally has his benefits. The advantage of this spell is that even if Qin Yan doesn't plan to cooperate with Fu Changling, he can't hurt him when the spell comes into effect.
After Fu Changling applied the spell on Qin Yan, he heaved a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.
After such a pass, he was also extremely tired. He didn't heal his injury, so he took out the medicine bottle and knocked a few pills, then closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged, and began to heal himself.
After his aura had been circulating for several weeks, he felt movement around him. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qin Yan opened his eyes and looked at him.
Qin Yan seemed to be a little dazed, and did not react to their posture at all. Fu Changling smiled and said gently: "Awake?"
Qin Yan suddenly woke up, he straightened up with a blank face, and then at the next moment that Fu Changling hadn't reacted, his hand pointed a sword straight toward Fu Changling's neck!
Fu Changling didn't dodge, watching Qin Yan's hand hit the front of his neck, and when he approached Fu Changling's neck, an invisible force suddenly blocked Qin Yan. Qin Yan seemed to be pulled by someone and couldn't get close to Fu Changling at all.
Qin Yan made a profit, and immediately reacted, raised his head to look at Fu Changling, and said angrily: "What did you do to me!"
"Hey, hey," Fu Changling pointed at him with a fan, and said three times in different tones. He didn't have a good temper, "I advise you to respect me, I am your savior. Without me, Wu Shiluo will leave you with enough yin in your body to eat you. You have to thank me, don't you know?"
Qin Yan's face was very ugly, but he obviously knew what was going on, so he put down his hand and just said, "What kind of curse did you use for me?"
"I said Qin Yan," Fu Changling raised his eyebrows, "Are you familiar with me? Do you know that I am good at spells?"
"What curse?!"
Qin Yan was a little angry. When Fu Changling saw that he was really angry, he still wanted to cooperate with Qin Yan, and didn't want to make the relationship between the two people too stiff, so he quickly said: "Concentric curse. Don't worry, there will be absolutely no side effects on your body. , It's just," Fu Changling lowered his voice, and smiled a little smugly, "You can't hit me anymore."
Qin Yan raised his hand and drew his sword. Fu Changling held his hand faster, pressed his hand, and added: "It's even more impossible to kill me."
Qin Yan panted heavily and squeezed the sword tightly, seeming to be very angry. Fu Changling observed his expression and cautiously said: "Why don't you slow down?"
Qin Yan ignored him, he really needed to slow down.
Seeing that he was much calmer, Fu Changling's thoughts fell into Qin Yan's hands.
His hands were cold, like jade, with a very smooth touch, which made people feel itchy. He couldn't help his mind shaking, but he quickly reacted, with no strangeness on his face, and slowly withdrew his hand and said: "Slow down first, and I will talk to you about the situation. It doesn't matter if you are doing it for Whatever you want to kill me, I suggest putting it aside. Now we are in a lot of trouble."
Qin Yan really seemed to calm down after listening to his words. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened. After a long time, he took a deep breath and finally raised his eyes to Fu Changling: "what are you planning to do?"
Fu Changling curled his mouth when he heard what he said, knowing that Qin Yan still had something to talk about. He used his fan to draw a circle around him: "Look at the monks next to him, what's the situation with these people?"
Qin Yan glanced at the cultivator next to him, and immediately said, "The original spirit has collapsed, and it's all gone."
"Do you know why?"
Fu Changling retracted the fan and tapped his palm. Qin Yan didn't say a word. He looked at Fu Changling quietly. When Fu Changling saw that he was not answering, he was a little embarrassed. After a light cough, he said to himself: "They all become the nourishment for this secret environment. If we don’t plan well, they will be our end!"
Fu Changling said this very fiercely, but Qin Yan still looked motionless, sat tightly, looking at Fu Changling quietly.
Fu Changling couldn't help it a bit: "Should you not give me a response? I am really embarrassed by you! Can you chat?"
Qin Yan looked at him quietly. After a long time, when he saw Fu Changling's expression a little stiff, he finally suffocated a sentence: "Yeah."
Fu Changling: "..."
A second before he collapsed, Qin Yan finally asked: "What then?"