Yu Hongchen

There is a cliff on the back mountain of Jianzong in Yunshan, and a huge brown stone stands on the edge of the cliff.

The surface of the boulder is as flat as a knife cut, ten feet square, like a flat land, except one side embedded in the mountain, the other three sides are suspended in the air, facing the blue sky and the vast sea.

This stone is called "Guan Canghai", which is one of the wonders of Yunshan Mountain. It has always been famous for its beauty and beauty.

On this day, there was the sound of swords and swords contending on the boulder.

A man is dancing a sword on a boulder.

The movement is extremely fast, the sword is extremely stable, and the blade is swung so fast that only afterimages can be seen.A howling wind came from the sea, and his robe was toppled by the sea wind, revealing a thin waist.

The long sword swung out, and slashed towards the sea wind. The blade of the sword let out a long cry, one sound was heard, and another sound was heard. It seemed that there was only one sound, but in fact, it was over a thousand.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sound spread far and wide, hitting thousands of miles of rivers and seas.

This person's stature has not yet grown up, he still has the appearance of a teenager.He looked dignified, and he only swung his sword up and down.

After finishing the sword practice, the moon was already in the middle of the sky. The young man raised his sword and left the back mountain. He walked all the way with the sword, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the door of the hut where he lived.

Surprisingly, there was a person waiting for him in front of the house.

This person is his titular master, Master Xuansi.

Master Xuansi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold: "Disciple, you have cultivated sword intent."

The young sword practicer was named Xie Liuchen. He had never liked this master who neither taught nor raised him. He just bowed his hands and bowed: "Yes, Master. When this disciple was practicing sword three days ago, his true energy surged, and there was a burst of pain in his dantian. Agitated, after meditating on the spot, I have comprehended the true meaning of the sword."

Master Xuansi sized him up and said softly, "Okay, that's very good. You have outstanding talent, you are really talented in cultivation, and you have a tough heart, and you are not moved by external objects. You are a good swordsman." Miaozi, that's why I took you away from Zhoujia Village back then. Sigh, "

He suddenly sighed: "In the past ten years, there have been only you and my master and apprentice facing each other on Leiluo Peak. As a teacher, I have been retreating day and night, and I haven't taught you much. You are a half-old child who lives and cultivates by himself. It's really embarrassing for you. .”

Xie Liuchen couldn't understand why this previously indifferent master suddenly became kind, and felt a little strange, so he didn't respond.

Master Xuansi could see the puzzlement and resentment in his heart, even if the young man pretended nothing had happened, his thoughts would still be written on his face unconsciously.He said sternly: "Since you have cultivated sword intent, you are qualified to represent the school to participate in this trip to Ziyuan Secret Realm. Although I am not a real Yunshan person, if my disciples want to go together, it is also possible. It’s enough for the head to make an explanation. What do you think?”

Xie Liuchen heaved a sigh of relief. He has been practicing continuously for the past six months in order to successfully cultivate sword intent and get the chance to go down the mountain.Now that Master has personally confirmed it, he is naturally relieved.

He tried his best to hide the joy in his heart, and said to Xuansi with neither humble nor overbearing face: "The disciples only follow the master's orders."

The moonlight was so clear that it coated the face of this immature boy with a layer of soft jade color, which made the facial features of the person in front of him very beautiful. Only then did Xuansi realize that the apprentice in front of him had grown up, and he was no longer the same as when he went up the mountain. The little boy who was stumbling along the road wanted to say something, but he finally waved his hand and let his apprentice go into the house to rest.

He has already cultivated Sword Intent when he was less than 17 years old. In the future, he may only be able to maintain this youthful appearance forever.

After all, I was still too anxious.Master Xuansi sighed quietly.

He shook his head helplessly, and walked away under the moonlight.

……

Xie Liuchen put the sword on the bedside table, turned over and sat on the bed with his legs together, and began to meditate and cultivate his mind.

He lived in the mortal world with a pharmacist named Nan Xing for six years before his life. When he was six years old, Master Nan Xing died of illness. He followed Master Xuan Si to the Yunshan Sword Sect. After becoming an elder, he was brought here to practice with all his heart, and rarely saw outsiders.

His master Xuansi Zhenren is the guest elder of Yunshan Sword Sect. He doesn't care about common affairs or teaching, he only needs to be known as an elder. After leaving the customs, give him some exercise books, let him understand and learn by himself. Fortunately, he learned characters in Zhoujia Village and understood the meaning of the books. Fortunately, his talent is really good. It's too simple to repair it all the way until now.

Although the road to immortality is difficult and difficult, it also contains a kind of unpredictable charm.

But that's the end of it. If he wants to go further on the road of cultivation, he must go out of Leiluo Peak and see the vast world and the universe.

What's more, he came here not just for cultivation.

He stopped practicing, meditated for a moment, and then began to infuse true energy into the sea of ​​consciousness, opening the unknown spying technique.

Not long after, a ray of spiritual consciousness seeped out from the Baihui acupoint on the head. The spiritual consciousness seemed to be conscious, and one end spread thousands of miles across the Yunshan Mountain, covering all the scenery and objects of the Yunshan Mountain. There was a bright light in the palm of the hand, the water light fluctuated, and images began to appear in Xie Liuchen's sea of ​​consciousness. At first, the waves moved slightly, and then gradually became clear as a mirror, forming a picture of a mountain forest.

Xie Liuchen closely inspected the sea of ​​consciousness, from the plants and trees to the pavilions and pavilions after the picture began to appear, he took everything into his heart.

After looking inside for a long time, he retracted his consciousness after the sea of ​​consciousness fell into nothingness, but his face was still solemn.

I haven't found it after searching for so many years. Is the demon king really dead?

Or is everything fake?

That man in black is lying to him?

He took out two teleportation talismans from his bosom, rubbed them lightly, his thoughts were mixed, and it was like a mess for a while, and he suddenly returned to ten years ago, the eve before going up the mountain.

One night ten years ago, a black-robed man of unknown origin came to Zhoujia Village, found him when he was young, and said, "You are the undercover agent left by my demon clan in Nanling, and the demon king was imprisoned by the head of Yunshan Sword Sect In the forbidden area of ​​the faction, you took the opportunity to enter the mountain as a disciple of Daoist Xuansi and rescue him."

"When the demon king comes to the world, it will be the time for our family to return to the world of Cangyuan and occupy the four lands of Cangyuan!"

The murderous intent in his tone frightened him who was only six years old back then.

Then, the black-robed man casually threw over two teleportation talismans and a "Mosha Blood Book", and left in a hurry.

Such a few words, even vague, convinced the young him to believe it was true. It was not until he went to Yunshan and grew up that he realized something strange in it after calmly thinking about it for a while.

Master Nan Xing entrusted him to Master Xuansi before his death, and this person of unknown origin asked him to use Master Xuansi, who is the one with ulterior motives?

He naturally leaned towards Master Nan Xing in his heart, no matter how young and ignorant, it is impossible to trust a person of unknown origin with just a few words, not to mention that this black-robed man is sneaky, and he may not be right.

However, Master Nan Xing never told his life experience, but the man in black said that he was a member of the demon race. After practicing the "Mosha Blood Book" given by the man in black, he really made rapid progress, and he also faintly felt that he was sealed. of enormous power.

But thinking about it the other way around, what if the so-called background, the so-called identity of the demon clan is just a clumsy lie?What's the use of the black-robed man deceiving him as an ignorant child at that time?

Xie Liuchen couldn't figure it out, so he decided to use his tricks and concentrate on finding out where the Demon Lord was hiding.

He is obsessed with cultivation, lives alone all day long, and is not good at talking with people, so he has no way of inquiring more information. Moreover, the place where the majestic Demon Lord is imprisoned cannot be easily explored by ordinary disciples.A decade of little success.

One day when I was practicing swordsmanship in the back mountain, I happened to hear a passing disciple mention something. After half a month, the sect will send a group of disciples who have recently cultivated sword intent to go down the mountain to practice.Xie Liuchen thought about it, and decided to take this opportunity to go down the mountain to meet the man in black, discuss the next action plan, and test the purpose of the man in black.He began to practice hard and strive for the opportunity to go down the mountain.Master Xuansi came here tonight, although his behavior was quite different from usual, but the matter of going down the mountain was exactly what he wanted.

On Leiluo Peak, the top of the high mountain, the place of bitter cold and pure cultivation is silent; the wind shakes the green bamboos, and the quiet bamboos ten miles behind the house are rustled.Xie Liuchen put aside his thoughts amidst the rhythmic sound, and gradually settled down.