Liu Yunqing picked up a piece of broken tiles on the ground and put it in his storage bag.
"This is my fourth day in the Demon Realm."
He used tiles to record his past time in this strange place.
He had walked no matter how many miles, just walking from one ruin to another. He found that the broken pillars painted in vermilion were faintly stained with gold powder.
"There are words on the pillars... written with gold powder. I'm afraid they have disappeared now."
"Hey!" Liu Yunqing suddenly raised his voice and asked loudly.
"Do you know how to get out?"
At this moment, small and broken sounds came out one after another at this moment, and after a breath, they gradually turned into sharp human voices.
"I don't know, how do we know? Third uncle, do you know?"
"Your third uncle doesn't know, eh - old lady, do you know his third aunt?!!"
"How did I know? No one comes to our Guiwai Cliff on weekdays!"
Liu Yunqing's eyes fell on the cliff beside him with no end in sight.
On top of the steep cliff, there are countless hanging corpses.
The feet of these corpses were bound by thick and rusty iron chains. Their heads were facing downwards. Their pale tongues were exposed from the slightly opened teeth. The tips of their tongues were forked, like snake letters.
On the tip of the nose.
It's the Hanged Man.
"Hasn't anyone else been here before?"
Liu Yunqing may not believe this argument. After asking them eight hundred times, they all said they didn't know, but he felt that it was more or less a cliché.
The Hanged Man swayed his long hair with the wind, and his fluttering black hair made them look like a fish in action.
"Have you been here?" The originally sharp voice of the Hanged Man suddenly hesitated.
"No..." This person hesitated even more. If they could move flexibly, Liu Yunqing could see them grabbing their hands and clawing at their feet.
"..."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" The sword cultivator was angry and pulled out his wind-winding sword from its scabbard, showing his threat.
His sword was pointed at a nearby Hanged Man, the tip of the sword resting on its green and white neck.
"..."
"Xiao Qing...can you please take the sword off my neck first...let's talk slowly if we have something to say, don't be so impulsive...I'm just like your father."
Although the Hanged Man's voice was high-pitched, his words contained a mature and steady temperament.
"Don't call me Xiaoqing!" Liu Yunqing immediately denied.
He didn't know why these guys called him that. After he regained consciousness, he walked all the way and found this place.
Between two cliffs.
When many of the Hanged Men knew he was coming, they waved their long hair, the demons danced wildly, and screamed loudly, as if they were welcoming the returning hero.
"Hey! What's your name, little guy!!!"
"Hey~ Young Master~ What's your name!!!"
"Listen to me, you have to call me baby. I heard that they are very popular in the world!!!"
Liu Yunqing's frowned brows formed the character "Sichuan" between his brows, and his eyes clearly contained disbelief and disbelief, but also revealed a look of disgust.
"It's so confusing...who are you? Why are you bewitching me?"
Liu Yunqing now broke through the mental barrier they had created. From then on, these sharp voices in his ears could no longer shake his mind.
Now he thinks that he must have entered some secret realm, a secret realm where spiritual power cannot be used, and everything that appears here is more like a test for him from the secret realm.
As for these things, my parents have been talking about them.
"Where do I have my parents?"
He only knew that he was picked up from the snow by his master.
On a snowy day in the cold winter that he could not even remember, Liu Wenqiu once told him that he dug him out of the snow because his howling was too noisy.
He doesn't know who his biological father and mother are.
After Liu Wenqiu brought him back to Jianfeng, he first took care of him personally for a few days, and then threw him to the elders of Jianfeng, and then slipped away to who knows where.
Several elders at Jianfeng took turns to help him grow up. One gave him a pill today, another thought he should eat some human food and fed him some rice, and another found some spiritual grass and spiritual fruit, broke them into pieces and fed him.
He didn't have a name, so Liu Wenqiu gave him a single name with a clear character. He said, "That day when I lowered my head, I saw a clear spring flowing in the snow in the distance. I thought you were not destined to stop here."
Other elders advised him that he should have a surname as a human being, so he took the name of Liu Wenqiu, the peak leader.
Liu Wenqiu knew about this at the time, and was stunned for a full moment. Even the hand that was wiping the sword blade stopped in place, and finally nodded, acquiescing to this.
From then on, his name was Liu Qing.
Liu Qing grew up in Jianfeng, and his personality was not as cheerful as other sword cultivators. Instead, he looked like a rigid old man, with a straight face, and coldly picked up a long branch and followed the disciples who were practicing swordsmanship.
, one practice lasts a whole day.
His movements changed from taking pictures of gourds and drawing scoops to gradually taking on the fierce sword style.
Spring goes and autumn comes, and the cycle goes back and forth.
Until one day, with only a dead branch, he left a sword intent that had never appeared before on the sword testing stone at Jianfeng.
One line... is extremely straight, just like the three-foot sword intention measured with a ruler. From beginning to end, the width and depth are exactly the same.
Everyone who directly tested the sword intention on the sword stone seemed to feel an indescribable sword intention that was extremely rigid and cold.
This is inexplicable...
The elders who were passing by saw this and hurriedly dragged him, leading a group of people to the outside of the cave where Liu Wenqiu had been in seclusion all day.
"Peak Master!!! Open the door!!!"
"Wen Qiu!!! Something happened!! Come out quickly!!!"
These elders know in their hearts the temperament of their own peak leader. He will have a special barrier for retreat. Without a barrier, it means that he simply does not want to go out.
The stone door of the cave suddenly opened, and a man in gray robe walked slowly. His beard was black with ash in it, and there was no silver thread. He held an extremely simple and simple silver long sword in his hand, with the question "Autumn" engraved on it.
Two words.
"Why call me?"
Liu Yunqing still remembers his master's expression. His sharp eyes swept over everyone and finally landed on him.
The elder was so excited that he grabbed young Liu Yunqing's hand and refused to put it down. He kept pointing at the branch in his hand and once again told the fellow peak master in detail about how he carved stone with the wooden sword.
After listening, Liu Wenqiu stared at the dead branch in the young boy's hand, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, then stepped forward to pinch his tendons and explore his bones.
Liu Wenqiu was silent for a moment and then said:
"The natural sword bones first appear."
The elders around him all opened their mouths and looked at him in surprise.
Liu Wenqiu said again:
"Be my apprentice."
The young boy was stunned on the spot, staring blankly at the man who was taking him back to Jianfeng.
"I……"
"you are not willing?"
“It’s not what you ask for.
"Liu Qing, meet the master!"
The young boy knelt down on the spot and kowtowed three times.
Liu Wenqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, said nothing, turned around and entered his cave. The stone door of the cave was closed again.
Just when the little boy never raised his head, he thought in frustration that Liu Wenqiu had gone back on his word.
Liu Wenqiu walked out of the cave again, holding a silver sword that no one had seen before.
"This sword is called Wanfeng, and it will be your sword from now on."
The young man slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the silver sword.
At that time, he had already seen it in the silver light. For decades to come, he would hold back the breeze with his sword.
On the second day, it was recorded that the senior brother of Jianfeng was named Liu Yunqing.
