After flying far away, Liu Qinghuan looked back and could vaguely see the fairy stone that looked like a big mushroom. Zhang Nianyu was probably hiding nearby to lick the wounds of losing again.
Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly, avoided the activity range of the ancient giant beast, and headed southeast.
This time he came out, and it was another five or six years before and after. It was time for him to go back and take a look.
Liu Qinghuan was not in a hurry, and just let Chu Yi fly forward slowly and leisurely, but Xiao Hei refused to come out of the Songxi Cave Sky Map, saying that he wanted to help take care of the medicine field.
Taking care of the medicine field is fake, but wanting to steal the elixir is real. Liu Qinghuan opened a medicine field specifically for growing elixirs used to refine spirit beasts. The guy would steal a plant from time to time, and Liu Qinghuan threatened him to eat as much as he wanted.
After giving it less pills, it became more restrained.
Different from when we came here, there are people everywhere in the Eastern Wasteland at this time, and there are more and more people as we go south. If Fengqi Forest is too far north and there is an ancient giant beast nearby, people will definitely not be there.
few.
Ten days later, he arrived near a market.
Although the market is not large in size, it is quite prosperous with monks coming and going.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide his surprise. In just a few years, markets have appeared in the Eastern Wasteland. So, are the various sects going to start dividing their territories? I'd like to find out.
Falling into the market, there are various shops on both sides of the street. There are also many people setting up stalls directly on the street, and there are constant hawking sounds.
Most of the people around were Qi-training monks and many Foundation-building monks, but the Golden Core monks didn't look at any of them. Liu Qinghuan suppressed his cultivation to the middle of the building period and slowly walked past with the flow of people, occasionally stopping to take a look at the stalls.
things to sell.
Many things are used by low-level monks. Things used by high-level monks are generally not placed in roadside stalls, at least in shops. So he quickly lost interest and walked along the street, looking for
Wenshipai's shop.
"I heard that another batch of things from the Broken Sword Territory has arrived at Xiling Trading Company. Should we go and take a look?" The Foundation Establishment monk walking in front of him was talking to his friends in a low voice, which was overheard by Liu Qinghuan.
The Broken Sword Realm? What kind of place is this?
"Really? Let's go quickly, otherwise we will be robbed again soon!"
The two of them ran forward in a hurry. Liu Qinghuan looked at their backs thoughtfully, then followed after some thought.
As the street turned in front, the roar of people could be heard, and many monks were seen gathered in front of a shop, trying to squeeze in. The monks in the shop were so anxious that they shouted: "Don't crowd, don't crowd, everyone in the back will line up."
, don’t be crowded! There are a lot of things coming this time, everyone has a share, don’t be crowded!”
It's a pity that he shouted until his voice became hoarse, and no one listened to him. Others should squeeze in anyway, with excited expressions on their faces.
Liu Qinghuan asked a male foundation-building cultivator standing next to him: "What are you doing? Are there any treasures?"
The male cultivator was so skinny that he could be blown away by a gust of wind. There was a scary big head on his slender neck, which seemed like it would break if he was not careful. So he did not go to squeeze in with others. When Liu Qinghuan asked, he answered casually: "
It’s not a great treasure, it’s just some broken sword fragments.”
"Fragments? What's there to argue about?"
Only then did the skinny male cultivator turn around and look him up and down: "Of course it's because these are from the Remnant Sword Realm."
Liu Qinghuan smiled and cupped his hands: "I just arrived in the Eastern Wasteland, but I don't know where the Broken Sword Territory is?"
At this time, another person next to him spoke up: "You don't even know about the Broken Sword Domain!"
The man clicked his tongue twice in surprise: "The Broken Sword Realm is a great secret realm that was discovered a few years ago. It is said that it used to belong to a great demon cultivator sect. There are so many swords in it that they form a mountain. There must be at least thousands of them."
Woolen cloth."
Liu Qinghuan remembered that when he met Liu Gaizhi a few years ago, he once mentioned that he had discovered a great secret realm in the east, so he asked: "Is that secret realm in the east?"
"Yes, even though it hasn't been long since it appeared, there are still many people there."
Liu Qinghuan showed his surprise at the right time: "So, there are so many swords in it, just go in and find one, why buy broken sword fragments?"
The skinny male cultivator reached out and patted his shoulder: "Brother, it seems you really don't know anything. If you can find the sword so easily, you won't be able to just go in and pick at will.
This is a place where every sword has its own chosen owner, and every sword is full of spirituality. If it doesn’t belong to you, even if you take it by force, it won’t be used by you.”
"Is there such a thing?" Liu Qinghuan was really surprised this time.
"Yes, and everyone can only take one after entering. If he takes more, he will be attacked by a group of swords around him. Many people can't even get one because they can't get the recognition of the sword. However, later someone discovered
There are many broken swords in there that do not have these restrictions. Once brought out and melted, they become excellent materials for making swords, and the swords made are more spiritual than other swords."
Liu Qinghuan thought of the spiritual swords chasing him in the Treasure Washing Pond, and thought that no matter how powerful the swords in the Remnant Sword Domain were, how could they compare to those?
Probably seeing that he didn't quite believe it, the skinny male cultivator laughed, pointed at the crowd crowded in front of Xiling Commercial Bank and said: "Don't believe it yet, look! These people are almost exhausted, just to get a piece of it."
If you look at the fragments, you will know whether they are true or false. Alas, it seems that I have lost my place again."
"Haha, your figure is quite awkward." The monk on the other side laughed: "But I am the same, I am impatient to squeeze in with others."
Liu Qinghuan nodded: "If you ask me, instead of buying a fragment, I would rather go to the Broken Sword Domain and take a gamble."
"It's easy to say. How do you know we haven't gone in?"
"Yes, I have also entered, but before I took ten steps, I was frightened out by the terrifying sword intent."
"Yes, when I entered, I felt as if I was stared at by countless pairs of sharp or bloodthirsty eyes in an instant, and my heart was almost shattered. After all, our cultivation level is too low. Going in is simply courting death. I think at least
Only monks with a golden elixir or above can enter the Sword Mountain."
"Have you heard? It is said that there is a sword soul deep in the Broken Sword Realm!"
"What's the soul of a sword? I heard there's also a fairy sword in it."
"Immortal sword! Some time ago, didn't I say that Master Qingxuan of the Wenshi sect got a very powerful sword in it? I don't know if it is an immortal sword..."
The two chatted enthusiastically, and Liu Qinghuan listened with great interest. When he heard this, he couldn't help but be startled: "Master Qingxuan?"
He seemed to have never heard of such a person from the Wenshi sect, and asked again: "What's his name?"
"Huh? It seems his surname is Lu..."
"Lu Enming?"
"Well, that should be the name."
Senior Brother Lu has a nickname, Liu Qinghuan is very happy.
Dao names are usually given by the elders in the sect based on one's own skills, acting style, personality, etc. after forming the alchemy. Some are given by others after one has become famous. Dao names are of great importance, and few people choose them by themselves.
It must be recognized by others.
For example, if Liu Qinghuan gave himself a moniker like Ling Tian or Ba Tian, which sounds like it would be dragged up to the sky, it would attract ridicule from others.
It seems that Senior Brother Lu's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and his Taoist title is a recognition of his strength. However, Senior Brother Lu, who is cold and taciturn and only focuses on swordsmanship, is indeed worthy of such a reputation.
After chatting with the two people for a while, he also learned a lot about the recent happenings in the world of immortality.
The bustle in front of the Xiling Commercial House lasted for more than an hour. Liu Qinghuan did not go to crowd with the people, but only put his spiritual sense in, and saw the broken sword fragments among the people.
Touching his chin, he could feel the sharp sword energy remaining on the swords, which was somewhat interesting. The Broken Sword Domain? It seems that he can go and take a look when he has time.
After the excitement subsided, he said goodbye to the two foundation-building monks, and soon found a huge shop at the end of the main street, with the Wenshi Sect's logo engraved on the lintel.
He walked in casually and saw an acquaintance: "Senior Brother Wang?"
Wang Xu was leading a foundation-building monk out. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled in surprise: "Junior Brother Liu!"