Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 519: Huangquan Knife Tomb, Nanshan Night Watchman

"Trapped? Hehehe...it counts." The figure said faintly, "Trapped in the heart, tired of the mind, and difficult to travel, why don't you stay... What about you? Are you here to bury the knife?"

"Burial knife? I'm not." Li Derong said calmly.

"This is the Huangquan Sword Tomb. Almost all the people who come here are swordsmen. If they don't come here to bury the sword, they come here to be buried with the sword." The figure said, "The sword in your hand is good. It would be a pity if you were buried."

Li Derong said: "I am neither here to bury the knife nor to be buried as a sacrifice."

"The swordsmen who come here either leave their swords or their lives." The figure said.

Li Dewei shook his head slightly, "I will neither leave behind the knife nor my life. I came because I wanted to come, and I left because no one can keep me. If you want to keep me, you can Try it."

"Why did I leave you here? I'm just a sleepy man." The figure smiled and asked, "Outside world, what year is it?"

"Since you can't leave, why are you asking these questions? Burn your paper and bury your knife." After Li Derong said this, he turned around, leaving his unsuspecting back to the figure, and walked deeper into the secret realm. go.

Glancing at Li Debao's back, the figure fell silent for a while, but he didn't attack Li Debao under such a flaw.

In the green twilight, Li Dewei crossed one hill after another. He didn't know how long he had walked, but he saw another figure squatting on the hill in front of him, repeating the action of burning paper.

Li Dewei didn't bother and walked deeper.

"Don't go, the road ahead remains the same." A rustling sound rang in Li Derong's ears. He turned around and saw the figure still burning paper in front of the hills, but when he looked away, he could feel the figure. Right behind him.

"Who are you?" Li Derong raised his knife, and thousands of knife shadows appeared around him. It was a sea of ​​knives, and the sound of waves in the sea was still there. Every sound of waves was the resonance caused by the slight trembling of the blade.

The direction of the sea of ​​​​knives is faintly covering the figures and hills.

"I... who I am, I have long forgotten, but everyone in my ancestors was called a night watchman. When it is my turn, you can also call me a night watchman." After thinking about it, the figure said, He added, "Nanshan... night watchman."

"Nanshan Night Watchman?" Li Dewei was slightly startled. He vaguely remembered the father and son who were traveling together. The middle-aged man who looked like his son was actually his husband's brother. He seemed to be called Nanshan Scholar, and the man who looked like his father was full of words. The skinny old man with yellow teeth is actually his son, and he seems to be called the Nanshan Corpse Recoverer.

This Nanshan... is it a school, or what?Why is there another night watchman here?

Li Derong was not sure what he was guessing, so he did not mention the names of the poet and the corpse collector, but asked: "Since you are the night watchman and watch your night well, why should you follow me?"

The night watchman laughed and said: "The night I watch is the eternal night of the heavens. It is a long night with no dawn. How can I have time to follow you? The reason why you can't get out is just because you have been gone for a long time. I have never stepped out of here! Hahaha..."

'What? ! Li Derong's expression did not change, but his heart was stirred up. He concentrated for a moment, and his soul released a sensor. He saw chaos all around. He walked through it, not knowing what year it was today.

The night watchman was still saying, "In the Huangquan Knife Tomb, either people are buried with knives, or people are buried with knives. You have to choose one."

"If you want to choose, use this knife in my hand to bury the darkness of eternity!" Li Dewei said coldly, then pointed the knife at the figure, "Since I am standing still, then you can tell me the answer. !" "You didn't come to bury the sword, nor were you buried for the sword... So, you must have come to break the formation, right?" The night watchman seemed to know everything, "You want to find and crack the formation map of the sky-covering formation? "

"You're not stupid either." Li Derong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but the sea of ​​​​knives did not restrain at all.

"Stupid, of course, stupid. If you are not stupid, why do you stay in the sword tomb and can't take a step forward?" The night watchman shook his head helplessly, then stretched out his thin fingers and moved forward, "The great formation that covers the sky. The formation is there, if you want to break it, just go ahead and break it!"

Li Dewei looked in the direction pointed by his finger, and saw the Yin energy gathering crazily on the outside of a hill, forming a funnel shape and pouring into it. The long flags on the edge of the hill were swinging violently, and the tadpole characters on the flags were twisted as if they were about to come alive. Just like coming over.

That hill seemed to have become the center of the secret realm at this moment, and countless breaths were drawn by it and gathered towards it.

Finally, the hills split open, and an ancient bluestone road spread over there, until deep in the hills there was a thick fog that could not be seen directly. The thick fog condensed there, like the chaos when the world first opened, both muddy and turbid. Indivisible.

In the thick fog, there was thunder and green breath. The depth was not like the human world, but more like the Nine Netherworld.

This is an ominous tomb that gathers the yin energy of heaven and earth, but it is not evil at all. It is ominous but not evil, and it is most weird.

Li Derong's eyes turned dark. He stared at the thick fog and carefully sensed the changes in the Nine Cauldrons of the Zen Formation in his body. He finally confirmed that the night watchman had not deceived him, and the formation diagram of the Sky-Covering Formation was indeed within it.

But he didn't move. The presence of the night watchman always made him feel a little dangerous. Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, and he couldn't feel the malice of the night watchman, but... right now, getting out of the night watchman was the greatest danger. The problem!

Since we have been watching the eternal night, why did we come here to watch the night?
Whose night was he watching?

"Aren't you leaving yet?" the night watchman asked with a smile.

Li Dewei inserted the black knife into the ground, leaned on the blade, and said calmly: "There's no hurry."

The night watchman looked at Li Dewei with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Just don't be in a hurry. Young man, you have a lot of question marks on your head. If you want to know anything, you might as well ask."

The more the night watchman behaved like this, the more Li Derwel felt that something was wrong, so he asked: "How long have you been here?"

"How long? I don't know." The night watchman shook his head helplessly, "I just remember that the hills here are getting more and more open... There are more and more people who are buried with swords, and there are more people who are buried for seeking a sword... Look at that The hills are the sword tomb of the Heavenly Sword Emperor... That hill over there is the burial ground of the Bone Sword Saint... And that, that..."

The night watchmen came one by one, and all the names they mentioned were the saints in the sword who had emerged from the long river of history, but now they are all buried here.Li Dewei had never heard of most of them.

"Where is the Emperor of Sword Sea?" Li Derong asked.

The night watchman paused and said: "He...he also came here, cut off three or five hills and left. The rumors about him...are too long ago, too long ago...I only heard about it. But …”

(End of this chapter)