The ghosts cry at night in the yin and gui, and the dream in the cave is empty.
This is the floating dream painting in the eyes of the world.
Fumenghui is located in the southwest of Luofeng Mountain Range, only twenty or thirty miles away from Fengdu City, and the prosperity of Fengdu complements this place. It was originally called Fengmenggui, but it got its name because it was located in Luofeng Mountain, the gate of the underworld, where the dead energy of all beings gathered, and its strange and distorted landform. There are rumors that it is the place where the Beiyin Great Emperor and the Demon Lord fought, but it is no longer possible to test.
Relying on the unique terrain, it gradually became the concentration place of various invisible people's activities. Later, it became more and more famous, and it has become the current gold-selling kiln for the living to dream and die. The name Feng Menggui was too evil, so he changed his current name only in fear of scaring the benefactor.
One enchantment, two worlds, one side is the gloomy gloom, the other side is the pleasures like a paradise, extravagance, greed, darkness, desire, sin, this is the human world, and it is also a ghost domain.
Fumenghui is a concave valley, and the words "strange rocks and craggy" are hard to describe. This valley is composed of countless large and small peaks and caves that look like skulls. The ghost is sealed in the rocks, and every time the wind blows, it will hang in the valleys and deep caves, making a series of terrifying sounds, like ghosts crying and cranes screaming.
Most of these innumerable and large caves are interconnected inside, which is very suitable for hiding and escaping. Therefore, in the beginning, this place was an illegal place for killing people, raising corpses, refining Gu, and trading in the black market. After being wiped out by the Xianmeng many times, the business is also revived by the spring breeze. Later, wine shops, pawnshops, music workshops, prostitution kilns, casinos, arenas, auction houses, etc. gradually opened here. Illegal transactions became hidden and hard to find, and many people depended on this place for their livelihood. Xianmeng had to turn a blind eye. Closing one eye, acquiesced in the existence of Fumene.
During the daytime, Fumenghui is quiet and drowsy, but once night falls, red candles are lit up in every cave, making the valley red with blood. The dance, the music, the shengxiao, and the flute continue all night long. The scene is so grotesque and beautiful that it is not like the world. Looking from a distance, it looks like ghosts walking at night.
Fan Wuxi looked at the magical scene in front of him, thoughtful.
"Is this your first time here?" Xie Bian asked, "How does this Fumenghui compare with the rumors?"
Ordinary people are unlikely to come to Fumenghui. One is that there is a lot of yin and sneakiness here, and those who have nothing to go back may get sick when they go back. Second, most of the people who come here spend a lot of money. I was blindsided.
"Almost." This was Zong Zixiao's last stop in the world, and when he revisited his old place, Fan Wuxi's mood was very calm. No matter how boiling the hatred was, it also calmed down in a hundred years and turned into a simmering fire. Thick and long. Only this person in front of him can give him fuel and salary.
"After entering, don't run around, it's easy to get lost inside, follow senior brother."
"knew."
The interior of Fumenghui is a huge cave, relying on the natural mountain body, opening roads with stones, and building bridges when encountering ravines, and building criss-cross paths extending in all directions, from bottom to top, dotted with stars.
One is black and the other is white, both of them are of extraordinary appearance. At first glance, they look like young masters from a family of immortals. Immediately, someone greets them to solicit business. Xie Bian dismissed this one with good words, and the one who didn't give up. Seeing that he came up, he wanted to pull Jie Bian closer to his music square, but before his claws touched the white corner of his clothes, he was pulled by the scabbard on the back of his hand.
The guy let out a cry of pain and retracted his hand.
Fan Wuxi said coldly: "Get out." The sharp sword was half out of its sheath, protecting Jie Bian's side, and no one around dared to approach him anymore.
"No deterrence, keep a low profile." Xie Bian said in a low voice.
Fan Wuxi said with a sullen face, "It's up to you."
Xie Bian shuttled between the passages, looking for something, and soon, he found two ghosts.
This is the realm of the underworld, there is no city god, but there are ghosts who patrol around from time to time. It is common practice for several people to die in Fumenghua. Sometimes a person disappears without a sound, and no one finds out. Only ghosts lead him on the road.
Jie Bian called the two ghosts to a hidden corner.
"Master Bai." The two saluted respectfully.
Xie Bian remembered that Fan Wuxi couldn't see it, so he summoned Infinity Bi and told him to hold it.
As soon as Fan Wuxi touched the warm sapphire stick, he immediately saw something that he couldn't see before. The two ghosts were also a little surprised and looked at Xie Bian helplessly.
"It's okay, he is the new apprentice of the Celestial Master, and he is my junior."
"Bai Ye came here, but there is a new soul to take? We haven't found out yet."
"No, I just want to ask you a few questions." Xie Bian asked if there were any clues related to Meng Kefei's golden elixir these days.
Ordinary pill thieves dig up golden pills, and either take them back to practice themselves, or sell them at a high price in Fumenghua. Xie Bian also believes that no one dares to trade Meng Kefei's golden pills in this turmoil, but there are many buyers and sellers here all the year round. Dan-related demons haunted, maybe Meng Kefei was offered a reward here, maybe someone asked about his golden elixir, maybe someone discussed who killed Meng Kefei, in any case, the magic cultivator of the pill-stealing is so deep, it is very likely Someone knew his true face, or it was done by many people. And those who dare not say in front of people are likely to be heard by ghosts.
"Reporting to Lord Bai, from yesterday to now, there are indeed many people talking about this matter. A one-armed monk came here last night and arrested many people."
"Have you heard any useful clues?"
The two ghosts thought for a while: "We don't know if it's useful. I heard someone say that the more powerful the monk, the harder it is to practice the golden pill. Ordinary alchemists, ordinary golden stone herbs, and ordinary alchemy furnaces won't work." , the only ones who have the guts and the ability to refine Meng Kefei's golden elixir are the hands of ghosts."
"What else? Has anyone ever offered a reward for Meng Kefei's Golden Pill, has anyone ever heard of who the murderer is, even if someone guessed it?"
The two shook their heads.
Fan Wuxi asked: "The Wuliang faction has no basis for arresting people?"
"They captured all the bosses and buddies of the elixir shop, as well as those who often come and go here to deliver goods, those who work, and those who look suspicious. I looked at them, and most of them have no basis."
"That's arresting people randomly." Jie Bian frowned, "I don't know if I can find useful clues if I disturb the people so much." In his opinion, the ghosts who patrol here every day didn't hear anything. What is important, Song Chungui is unlikely to ask too much from the people he took away.
The two asked some more questions, but found little. It seems that the identity of the pill-stealing demon cultivator was really secretive, and it was probably done by one person. Jie Bian hurriedly saw Meng Kefei's body. Judging from the injuries, There should be no third person.
Fan Wuxi said: "Senior brother, let's go back." Although there was no big disturbance in his heart, this place brought back too many dark memories for him, and he didn't want to stay for a long time.
"Alright." Xie Bian smiled at Fan Wushi, "But it's rare to come to Fumenghui, don't you want to wander around?" Everyone in the world is curious about Fumenghui, especially young people.
"In no mood."
"Then we'll go back."
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a commotion coming from the door. Looking down, a group of Taoists in Tsing Yi rushed in, and it was Wuliang sect again.
There were many complaints from around: "Why are you here again?"
"Here we go again, didn't we catch enough people yesterday? The Wuliang Sect is really deceiving!"
"Then what can you do, be honest for a while, but don't stand out."
It sounds like what Wuliangpai meant was to take away all the shop guys next to the elixir shop. Obviously, they wanted to confirm whether the people in the elixir shop had concealed anything from the people who came in and out recently, but there were too many people to catch.
Xie Bian and Fan Wuxi took advantage of the chaos and went downstairs, only to find that the only entrance and exit had been blocked. Xie Bian was hesitating whether to leave the cave with his sword, when a few monks came over and looked them up and down. Fan asked, "Which sect are the two sons from?"
Xie Bian said: "Our two brothers are casual cultivators, we just passed by here to watch the excitement."
The monk glanced at Xie Bian's saber: "Loose cultivator? This sword looks extraordinary, sir. What furnace did it come from, and which master handed it?"
Xie Bian said seriously: "It has nothing to do with fellow Taoists."
"The Infinity Sect is hunting down the murderer of Senior Brother Meng, and any suspicious persons will be interrogated. Please come with me, both of you."
Fan Wuxi only had one simple word: "Get lost."
The monk sneered: "Then don't blame us for being rude."
"Wait." Xie Bian didn't want to attract attention here, "We are indeed just passing by here, and the Wuliang sect arrests people at will without distinction, wouldn't it damage the righteousness of the sect."
"So I 'invited' you to be a guest at Yunding, will you appreciate me?"
Fan Wuxi said displeased: "What are you talking to them about?"
Xie Bian suddenly grabbed Fan Wushi's collar and jumped up the hanging chain ladder: "Go, get out of the cave."
"Chasing!" The cultivator gave an order, and more than a dozen people flew up one after another, chasing after them.
The two fled back and forth between the passages. Most of the caves are connected inside and out, and they can leave as long as they run to the main body of the peak stone. But the monks of the Wuliang Sect came from all directions, and as a last resort, Xie Bian drew out his sword and told Fan Wuxi: "Follow senior brother, try not to hurt anyone."
A monk swung his sword to stab him, Xie Bian stood in front of Fan Wuye, forced him back with two moves, then jumped to another path, only heard a cry, looked back, Fan Wuye kicked him A man kicked down the chain ladder.
"Wuxi, this way!" There is a tavern not far ahead, which just leads to the outside.
"Here, hurry up!" The monks in Tsing Yi rushed over.
The chain ladder swayed violently, the two of them stabilized their feet and stabilized their figures, but they saw that there were all pursuers in front and behind.
Xie Bian comforted him, "No deterrence, don't be afraid, there is a brother here."
Fan Wuxi said in a deep voice, "Get out."
"Don't kill people." Xie Bian said, "We shouldn't be here. If someone loses his life because of this, we will create karma, and it will be of no benefit to anyone."
"Do you think they'll let us go?"
Xie Bian looked around and pointed to a shop below, "Let's go from there." After saying that, he swung his sword and cut towards the thick hemp rope of the chain ladder.
Fan Wuxi understood, raised his sword and chopped at the hemp rope on the other side, and the chain ladder snapped. The two of them grabbed the rope, followed the chain ladder to swing down, jumped onto the path steadily, and rushed straight to the shop.
They rushed out of the cave in one fell swoop and stood up with their swords.
Just at this moment, a sharp sword pierced through the air, turned into a silver-white lightning bolt in the dark red halo, and came straight for Jie Bian.
The speed of the sword was too fast, it was too late to receive the move, Fan Wuzhen shot his own sword, and Xie Bian flew up.
With a ding, the weapons collided.
The two fell from mid-air one after another, and rolled around several times in embarrassment.
Two swords pierced into the mountain, one behind the other, while the third was cut in two and fell to the ground.
Fan Wuxi looked at the broken sword on the ground, with a pair of extremely charming hanging fox eyes full of murderous intent.
Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuzhen and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. This sword is not a good sword, but for any swordsman, it is a great humiliation for any swordsman to be thwarted.
A slender figure came from the darkness. He had a straight face and sharp eyes. Even with only one arm, he did not lose his dignity.
This person is Li Buyu's young apprentice, Gu Wujian Song Chungui.
Song Chungui stretched out his hand, his saber shook violently among the rocks, he pulled himself out and flew back to his master.
Xie Bian also recalled his sword.
"If the two young masters are not guilty, why run away?" Song Chungui said flatly, "The Wuliang Sect will not harm innocent people, just ask you two to go to Yunding to ask some questions, and the suspicion will be cleared, and the two will be sent safely. back."
Jie Bian said angrily: "You guys are going too far." He was hesitating whether to really do it. Song Chungui is not easy to deal with, once he strikes, his identity will definitely be exposed.
Fan Wuxi suddenly summoned his half-cut sword and looked at Song Chungui as if he were looking at a dead person.
Song Chungui frowned: "Young Master, you plan to use this broken sword against me?"
Fan Wuxi said coldly: "It's enough to kill you."
Song Chungui has been famous for a long time. Together with Jianxiu, he has few opponents. He has never seen such an arrogant young man.
"Wu Shi, you are not allowed to..."
Before he finished speaking, Fan Wushi raised his sword and charged towards Song Chungui.
Xie Bian originally wanted to stop Fan Wuzhen, but he was a little curious about his sword skills, thinking that it would not be too late to help if he saw one move or two.
Seeing this, he was amazed, Fan Wuxi actually used a broken sword to perform a complete move against Song Chungui, without showing any timidity.
Song Chungui also showed a strange expression: "Who did you study under, why have you never heard of your name?"
Fan Wushi didn't answer, but just attacked Song Chungui more fiercely, making a terrible move.
Song Chungui became serious, confronted Fan Wuzhen with a few tricks, and became more and more frightened. He forced Fan Wuzhen to retreat temporarily, and said sharply, "Who are you under?"
Xie Bian has also been observing Fan Wuxi's swordsmanship. Sword cultivators account for the majority of the immortal families in the world, and he can at least see one or two sword skills in every family, but this set is very weird. Remember where you have seen it before. With this domineering swordsmanship, he should have become famous a long time ago. He will never forget it once he has seen it.
Fan Wushi still didn't speak, as if he only wanted to see Song Chun die.
Song Chungui looked solemn: "This is... Zongxuan sword?!"
Hearing this, Xie Bian was shocked.
Zong Xuanjian? Isn't that the Zong's sword technique that has been lost for hundreds of years? !