Liu Yunqing's voice echoed between the two cliffs, like a cold wind passing by.
His tone was decisive.
There are no climbing green vines on the cliff, only a group of hanging men wearing tattered shrouds. The iron chains slightly collide with the stone wall in the wind, making a clear sound.
The long hair of the nearby Hanged Man was scattered and entangled with each other, but they were silent but seemed to be speaking.
Liu Yunqing thought this was nothing.
For so many years, he didn't care about his life experience, who his parents were, or where he lived. None of this mattered to him.
I have recited the moral meaning of the scriptures thousands of times, and over the years I have already understood the true meaning.
He, Liu Yunqing, is a monk, and he is a monk from the Shifang Sect.
He is Liu Yunqing, a rare natural sword bone in thousands of years, and the senior brother of Shifang Sect Jianfeng's generation.
All the experiences I had when I was young are in the past, and all the joys and sorrows are just chance.
Now he just wants to pursue his own way. He wants the Shifang Sect that raised him to stand at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation. He wants to surpass the number one swordsman in the world and become the current swordsman...
The number one swordsman in swordsmanship, Elder Jianfeng, killed Hualian.
When he was young, Elder Zhan Hualian also fed him pills and meals.
He and Elder Zhan's son Xiao Shiyu are not much different in age, and the two of them can be regarded as people who have had a good meal.
But I know that I have never envied Xiao Shiyu.
The son of a swordsman did not learn swordsmanship but went to make elixirs. Liu Yunqing felt that this was his destiny.
He believes in destiny.
He knew it when his master said in front of all the elders and disciples of Jianfeng that he had a natural sword bone.
His life is to live for the sword.
Liu Yunqing cast his gaze on his silver sword. Through the darkness, the faintly glowing sword tip penetrated the flesh of the Hanged Man's neck, but no trace of blood could be seen.
"What on earth are you?"
"Who left the secret realm here?"
"How did the person who came before get out...who was that person?"
Liu Yunqing asked all his questions.
"We...we are human beings." The Hanged Man next to him replied obediently.
"..."
This answer would sound meaningless if told by others, but if it comes from this group of creatures that look the least like humans, it is worth thinking about.
"Aren't you monsters?"
Liu Yunqing frowned. His initial guess was that they were a group of bat demons. In his memory, only the bat demons lived upside down.
"Of course we are not monsters, we don't have any monster energy~"
"Hehe, actually, we are all human beings, but we are dead~"
"Yes, yes, you are dead! My body is all cold. Xiaoqing, do you want to touch me? Weren't you most afraid of heat before? Now each of us is cold, which can make you feel comfortable all day long."
Oh my god~"
"..."
"I told you, don't call me Xiaoqing." Liu Yunqing suppressed the sudden anger in his heart.
"But we really know your parents. Don't you want to know who your parents are? Don't you want to know your life experience?"
The originally sharp voice of the Hanged Man was made even weirder by the seductive tone. Liu Yunqing suddenly felt that they were like a kind of spirit in the sea called a siren, trying to seduce people's hearts with words.
"If you don't want to, it doesn't matter." Liu Yunqing replied firmly.
The next second, he raised the knife and lowered his hand, and the hanging man closest to him was decapitated by him.
"Dong——"
The head with closed eyes rolled down at the feet of the young swordsman. He stepped over the head with a cold face, raised his sword and walked towards the next Hanged Man.
"Third uncle, your head has fallen off, your hair is stained with dirt?!"
"Old man, your head is really off!"
Liu Yunqing threatened in a cold voice: "First tell me how to get out, and then tell me if there is anything hidden in this secret realm, or I will chop off all of your heads...one by one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman immediately showed the Hanged Man what it means to act vigorously and resolutely.
He put his foot on a slightly raised stone, and with the help of his strength, he landed on the opposite cliff. He held the hair of the nearby Hanged Man in his hand. After cutting it down with his sword, he exerted force on his calf.
Fly to the stone wall on the opposite side.
Holding the Hanged Man's hair with one hand, holding the wind sword with the other, he chopped it off, and quickly escaped to the opposite side without pulling any force.
Between the lightning and flint, Liu Yunqing chopped off nine heads in a row. There was no blood under the sword, only a few scattered hairs were inadvertently entangled on the sword.
The sword cultivator lowered his head and glanced, his arm shook slightly, and the hair on the Wind Sword turned into ashes.
He said to himself: "Isn't it true that they are all dead? Why would dead people have hair?" He didn't believe these nonsense about the Hanged Man anymore.
The screams of the Hanged Man were delayed, and they began to wail and howl when the nine heads fell to the ground with a thud.
"This kid is too much! Grandpa Zu, this guy chops my head off!!!"
"Say no!" the sword cultivator was stuck between two cliffs, stabbing the hanging man's neck with a long sword in his hand, threatening and tempting him.
"Tell me about it!!! I'm telling you! I know the current situation and I'm handsome!"
Liu Yunqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword blade stabbed an inch deeper.
"There are two ways to get out?! Use the key! Find a gap where the outside world and the demonic space intersect!"
"The key is not in our hands, other old guys have taken it away long ago! We are not sure about the intersecting gaps, we can only depend on your chance!"
When Liu Yunqing heard the word "key", he thought nothing unexpected happened, but after hearing the word "demon domain", his reaction was exactly the same as Zhang Yunsheng's.
Demonic realm.
These two words are like taboos for all monks. If you don't mention them, you won't think of them. If you mention them, it will be extremely unlucky.
In fact, they don't know what is in the demon realm. They only know that a monk will become a demon cultivator if he is contaminated with demonic energy, and then he will become someone who everyone in the world is trying to kill.
It's like an absolutely forbidden place that cannot be touched.
The Demon Realm is equivalent to the underworld of monks.
"Demon Realm? You mean this is the Demon Realm???"
Liu Yunqing felt a chill in his heart, and a crack appeared on his straight face. It was unbelievable that he didn't detect even a trace of demonic energy in this place, let alone the rumors from the outside world about the demonic beings and cultivators all over the demonic realm.
"Yes, our place is Guiwei Cliff in the Demon Realm. It is located in the second city of the Demon Realm. The location is still very close to the outside world. The last person who came here came through a gap."
"But she found the key later... No, she had the key, but it fell out when she came here, and she found the key again in the end!"
When this person was mentioned, the Hanged Man next to him began to rush to talk, and began to cite this person's crimes one by one.
"She has been here many times. Hey, let me tell you about the young master. He is very vicious. He took her magic weapon, whether it was a pot or a stove, and hit us with it. It hurts!!!"
"Yes, that person is a lunatic! She is absolutely crazy! She came up to beat us without even saying a few words to her!"