Chopping wood in the town prison realm seems to be a great thing.

Come to think of it, even darkness can swallow all the power of a monk, and it can resist the fire and firewood of darkness, how can it be simple.

How did He Xi do so much before he came, and it was incredible to think about it?

"After cutting down the tree, just run, don't look back, wait until the sound is over and pick it up, be fast. He Xi's words were firmly remembered by Qiye, and he still couldn't figure out why He Xi went to the cemetery back then.

Compared with the past gossip, the survival of the two of them is of course more important.

The firewood in the fire has been melted into the flames, and Nanaya regrets why he didn't leave one behind as a torch for lighting.

Now he can only turn his back on the bonfire and explore farther in the dark, according to He Xi's words, he has the evil sword in his hand, it shouldn't be something.

Why would there be nothing if there was a sword of evil, what would happen if there was no sword of evil, Qiye's mind was blank, he only knew that he was groping in the dark, and he was thinking in his heart that he would end this journey quickly.

He is now a monk with no cultivation, and in the endless darkness, no one will have any confidence.

Suddenly, after seven nights of groping and walking in the darkness for a while, I felt a black shadow flash in front of me.

It was just a pure intuition, maybe even an illusion after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, but he still stretched out his remnant sword and slashed forward tentatively.

"Click. ”

The voice that broke off in response made Qiye have a wit in his mind, and he quickly turned around and ran without hesitation.

He always remembered that He Xi had to tell him before setting off, as soon as he finished cutting, don't hesitate to turn around and run, and wait for the sound to disappear...... What was that.

"Ahh

The darkness was so quiet that even the sound of walking could be heard, and the scream was even louder, and Nanaya felt that his ears were being called deaf.

Turning around and seeing the faint light of the campfire, Qiye's heart calmed down a lot, and he waited quietly for the scream to disappear.

After the sound disappeared, the speed of picking up firewood was even faster, Qiye muttered He Xi's next instructions in his heart, and with the memory route just now, he hurriedly leaned over and began to pick up.

Because now that there is no cultivation, Qiye is all relying on the **mortal fetus, and a tense nerve, where can he care about what he picked up, and rushed to the bonfire.

As he picked up the "firewood", he felt a chill blowing around his neck in such a windless darkness.

Something was attracted by that scream, or was there a strange creature guarding the "tree" in the first place, and Qiye didn't have time to think, he needed to go to the fire to be quiet, and how happy it was to have the firewood ready on the other day.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and every moment was an ordeal for the seven nights, but fortunately nothing happened, and he came to the fire.

Just now, I only hastily picked up five "firewoods", and now under the light of the fire, the "pop pop" fell from Qiye's hands one by one.

"These! What are these!" Seven Nights lost his mind, and he suddenly felt a little nauseous, a feeling he hadn't seen in a long time since he had experienced his first killing.

"Those who have been forsaken by darkness. He Xi was woken up by Qiye, or rather, he was not asleep at all, and replied without turning his head.

Qiye looked at how calm his face was, thinking of his strange tone before, and said angrily, "You already knew, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Told you, will you still do it?"

If He Xi had told Qiye before that all those firewoods were abandoned by the darkness, would Qiye still go to cut down and collect "firewood" without any scruples? The answer is undoubtedly no.

"They're all human!"

"They have been consumed by darkness and have no power to fight back, and it is better to turn into the fire of life than to save their last breath and wait for death. ”

He Xi's words were very literary, and Qiye felt that he was arguing with strong words, but he had no reason to refute it.

"You must know that the only thing that can resist the engulfment of darkness is these burning flames of life, which contain the last life of the forsaken, and only they can compete with the darkness of the Hell Realm. ”

"Needless to say!"

"They have lost their lives a long time ago, but they still have their original appearance. ”

"Shut up!"

"See for yourself. He Xi sighed, he knew that everything would not go so smoothly, because the beginning was too smooth, his gambling luck would not always be so good, and problems would happen and erupt sooner or later.

Qiye is now holding a fire in his heart, he has killed a lot, but this is the first time he has killed someone, and the feeling of nausea is even stronger than the first time.

He casually swept the ground, and the "firewood" that had been in the shape of hands and feet was suddenly distorted by the firelight, and then the black on it faded to the appearance of real wood.

He Xi didn't lie to him, those who were devoured and abandoned by the darkness had exhausted the functions of their lives, and only their instincts and appearances were preserved.

This is the Hell, a place where the world and hell meet, where there is a darkness that devours the strength of human cultivation, and a crumbling bonfire.

Qiye didn't speak again, he knew the cold and cold feeling around his body, and he also knew that the Remnant Star Sword did have a deterrent effect on evil spirits.

There are no evil cults approaching, they are around but they can't find a chance to make a move, even if Qiye is just an ordinary person who has not cultivated.

The firewood was brought back little by little, and a scream of fear sounded in the night, and the work of "chopping wood" was well completed by Seven Nights, and stacks of firewood were stacked around the campfire.

"Enough. When Qiye was about to go out again, He Xi broke the silence.

"Enough?" Qiye's tone was a little cold, I don't know if it was because he had been dealing with those evil spirits in the dark for a long time, or because of some factors, he let out a long breath of white air, and his lips were white from the cold.

"One hundred and forty-five in all. Qiye looked at the remnant star sword in his hand, as well as the palm stained with a little black liquid, and said.

One hundred and forty-five people, even though they died long ago or soon, they still contributed to the survival of Qiye and He Xi.

He Xi finally regained a little strength, he turned his head to look at Qiye, looking at Qiye who was silent with his head bowed, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a sarcastic smile: "Do you know why they came to the Prison Realm? Do you know who they are?"

Qiye's head finally raised, and he didn't know a lot of things He Xi said, this was the years and experiences.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a group of crazy monks who were determined to unleash the horrors of hell in order to destroy the whole world, so they used their powerful cultivation to open the passage between the human world and the hell realm, and went to the hell realm to try to find the exit to hell. ”

"They were never found again, and even those in the know were scared for decades before they were finally determined to be dead. ”

Seven nights were dazed, the firewood piled up beside him, those who were abandoned by the darkness, there was such a story, and he felt better.

"What about you, senior, why did you come to the Prison Realm?" Qiye suddenly thought that a strong man like He Xi knew the horror of the Prison Realm, how could he come here, and he had been trapped for more than ten years.

He Xi's pupils flickered with the light of the fire, which seemed to burn in his heart, and his tone was still calm: "It was plotted." ”

Who can secretly calculate a strong person like He Xi?

Seeing that He Xi's conversation was not high, Qiye followed the silence, and the most suitable thing to do in such darkness was to look at the burning bonfire, and then fall into silence and thought.

"Senior, you haven't said anything about the herdsman in the tomb village before. Qiye grabbed a piece of firewood and made He Xi's brow jump.

"Xuanfetal Beads, the method of controlling beasts, has long been taken advantage of, and it was already the case when I got there. ”

"It seems that the seniors have also fought with the scale bearer?"

"Who is the predecessor from the Sword Immortal Palace?"

The temptation of the last two sentences of Qiye completely made He Xi frown, this kid who has to make inches, doesn't he really know that curiosity will kill people. And how did he make such an inference?

"Who are you? Aside from knowing your name, I don't seem to have asked you which sect sent such a genius sword cultivator. ”

"Family Master Gentleman Style, I am a disciple of the Sword Immortal Palace. ”

Silence, long silence, He Xi's face was inexplicable, he had some guesses, but he didn't expect Qiye to answer so neatly and neatly, leaving no way back.

A person who can even burn his own True Yuan Immortal Yuan, how can he know how to leave a way back for both sides.

The dancing of the flames changed in the eyes of the two, and Qiye waited quietly, and his previous series of guesses were connected after meeting He Xi.

The sound of breathing became heavy, and the oppressive atmosphere made both of them feel depressed, He Xi sat up from the "lying corpse", his eyes did not look at Qiye, but the corners of his mouth were upturned, which was quite mocking.

"So, you shouldn't call me senior, but you should call me senior brother?"

"Bang!" Qiye added firewood to a hurry, causing the flame of life to burn vigorously, burning through the darkness above the two of them, making a sound similar to that of a furious bloom.

Junzi Feng, who has never been mentioned, his eldest disciple, the former genius of the Sword Immortal Palace, whose strength is comparable to that of his master's sword cultivation - what is the day.

Through the investigation of the Demon Gate in the past few years, Qiye has a general understanding of what happened before the change of location of the Sword Immortal Palace, including the two terrifying sword marks on the old site of the Sword Immortal Palace, as well as the sword marks on the large array of the herdsman in the tomb village, and the sword marks on the mast of the ship that the weigher gave him to ride.

What kind of role does the senior brother play in it?

There is only the Sword Immortal Palace's single inheritance of the sword technique and the fourteen styles of the sword, so that it is difficult to escape the relationship between He Xi and all of these.

"Senior brother...... Qiye's voice was a little astringent, he was not used to the title that had been prepared a long time ago, from the moment he heard the other party's name. "What did you do back then, or those years? ”

He Xi, that is, He Xi, his head was raised, looking at the darkness in the darkness, today, when thirteen years of darkness could not shake him, his voice suddenly became a little trembling.

"I just saved the master, and then discovered some hidden truths. ”