Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 108 Death Note
"idiot."

Seeing that Li Qingxuan was unwilling to compromise, the female disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement felt a little disappointed, but they were too lazy to waste time.

In Xuanbao Pavilion, the most indispensable thing is a man with three legs.

She took out the law enforcement order and pointed it at Li Qingxuan.

next moment.

The disciple token on Li Qingxuan's waist flashed with light, and the light film at the entrance of the canyon also rippled, revealing a human-shaped passage.

"Because of your lack of basic respect for the Hall of Law Enforcement, I will transfer you to the Hurricane Prison as a disciple of the prison. Before the token is summoned, you will stay in it for my old lady."

Li Qingxuan turned his back to the female cultivator. Hearing this, he kept walking and walked into the passage where the light film was revealed.

"Wasting my time."

The female cultivator put away the law enforcement order, and took out her disciple's token to send a message: "Master, the disciple you introduced to me this time has a good appearance and temperament, but he is a bit stupid. I guess he didn't suffer any losses. Hurricane prison."

On the side of the token, there was a moment of silence before a response came: "Hurricane Canyon? That person will finish the investigation in two or three days at most, and nothing will happen.

But Nangong Xiaohua, in the past six months, you have spoiled no less than twenty outer disciples, if you don't restrain yourself, even if your grandfather is a Jindan real person, there will be trouble."

Hearing this person's voice, it turned out to be the steward of the Law Enforcement Palace who interrogated Li Qingxuan before.

A dignified foundation building manager actually pimps a Qi refining female cultivator, looking for someone to play with.
The female cultivator of the Law Enforcement Palace, that is, Nangong Xiaohua, had a gloomy look in her eyes when she heard the words, and agreed unhappily, and after putting away the token, let out a long breath of depression.

"A group of immortals!"

"Those qi refining disciples who don't enter the inner sect are just some tools. It's hard for one person in a hundred to become a foundation. What's there to cherish!"

Nangong Xiaohua grabbed the wine gourd on her waist, took two sips, and then flew towards another prison with a gloomy air.

Although there are more than a dozen newly-accepted ordinary male concubines waiting to be favored in the cave, they are all delicate and delicate. She is not in a good mood now and needs to find some strong male concubines to vent.
the other side.

Li Qingxuan passed through the film of light formed by the restriction at the entrance of the canyon, and came to a dead and desolate path full of sandy rocks.

He looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, frowned and turned his head.

The light film that was supposed to be behind him could only see an inconspicuous shadow now.

"The formation restriction when I just came in actually has the effect of teleportation. Now I am already several miles away from the entrance."

They come, the security.

He wouldn't be here long anyway.

Li Qingxuan had also heard about Hurricane Canyon before.

This is a bad place.

The so-called bad land is not only impossible to practice, but also damage the foundation of monks if they stay for a long time.

In the Hurricane Canyon, in addition to the violent and messy wind aura, the earth veins are turbid and the evil spirit leaks out. As a result, the strong wind here is mixed with various earth evil spirits. Not only can it not be used for cultivation, but it will also pollute the body of the soul.

Generally, only those disciples who have violated serious sectarian rules and whose crimes do not warrant death will be sent here by the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Of course, now it seems that there are probably some unlucky ones like him.

Li Qingxuan sorted out the information he knew before he began to look at the surrounding environment.

Hurricane Canyon is about a hundred miles long, with twists and turns, and steep terrain. It is difficult to see the sun when you look up, and you can only see clusters of entangled wind whirlpools.

These whirlpools hovered at a height of more than 50 meters above the head, collided and entangled with each other, making various noisy sounds.

At the bottom of the canyon, there is a very complex karst cave landform, with twists and turns, and the wind in and out of the karst caves on both sides do not know where to go, and they are different.

Li Qingxuan had just walked less than [-] meters when he experienced a cold and biting wind, a hurricane that was as sharp as a knife, and a rotten and smelly wind, so he was forced to use the defensive technique of the black fire cover to protect the periphery of his body.

Even so, he was still shaken by the winds from different directions, making it difficult to move forward.

It's like another world here.

The sight is desolate.

Nothing but stone, still stone.

After walking for about a mile, Li Qingxuan stopped when he saw that there was no sign of anyone alive.

On the main road of the canyon, not even a single piece of grass grows, so it is not a place where people can live.

He turned his gaze to the cave behind him: "Hurricane Canyon imprisoned an unknown number of outer disciples, but no trace of activity was found here, indicating that they were either in other parts of the canyon, or they hid in these caves."

Not every qi refining monk can be like him, eat qi without dying, just like building a foundation.

Inside the cave, there must be some areas suitable for survival.

Li Qingxuan wrapped the magic robe around his body and walked towards the cave behind him.

To his surprise, the inside of the cave looked dim, and there were constant winds of various kinds, but when it entered a depth of about a mile, some glowing moss appeared on the walls of the cave.

Moreover, the frequency of Yin wind has also been greatly reduced.

The moss covered with caves, I also know what kind it is, the light is blue, like breathing, it lights up and goes out, and I feel dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

Li Qingxuan held a defensive magic fire cover and held a fluorescent stone in his hand. After observing for a while, seeing that there was no danger, he walked into the moss-covered passage.

After walking about [-] meters, we saw traces of fresh excavation on the karst wall on the left side in front of us.

He immediately quickened his pace, wanting to step forward to check.

Sudden.

woohoo~
A howling sound of howling ghosts and wolves rang from the passages in all directions, quickly approaching his position.

next moment.

A little aftermath of the dark wind was squeezed out from several surrounding passages, blowing Li Qingxuan, who had nowhere to hide, so that his body was floating, almost flying off the ground.

Suddenly, Li Qingxuan took out the high-grade magic weapon flying sword from the storage bag, inserted it into the melting wall to fix his figure, and against the wind, he moved towards the excavated hole in front.

This process is very difficult.

zizi~
The dark wind hit the black fire hood, splashing sparks from the starting point.

If it weren't for the incomparably hard rocks in the karst cave here, and the extraordinary material of the high-grade magic weapon Feijian, nailing Li Qingxuan firmly in place, his weight of a hundred catties, even with a shield to protect him, would definitely be crushed more and more. Swaged by the strong wind, it became a bumper ball of human flesh.

Finally, when he was almost unable to bear it, Li Qingxuan successfully retracted into the small hole dug in front.

This small hole is not deep enough to accommodate his body, but it counteracts about [-]% to [-]% of the direct invasion of the dark wind, and there is no need to worry about being blown away by the dark wind.

After he hid about half a stick of incense, the originally violent wind suddenly surged, becoming more than ten times stronger at once, causing large pieces of moss on the walls to be peeled off, rushing to the outside with the wind, forming a strange blue light strips.

In the flickering light, Li Qingxuan raised his head with difficulty, and actually vaguely saw a pale skull, surrounded by the wind, turned into little ice crystals and shattered like sand and stones, and disappeared in front of him.

His heart skipped a beat.

Before he came in, he saw a lot of sand and stones of this color.

It turns out that the "sandstone" outside is also mixed with a lot of bones and remains!

Li Qingxuan had heard of the Hurricane Canyon before, and it was terrifying to outside disciples like them, but there was no specific information to describe it, making it impossible for people to form a concept in their minds.

Only by experiencing it personally today can I understand the horror in those rumors.

"That bitch is so cruel!"

Li Qingxuan shrank into a ball and clenched his fists.

I don't know if he committed suicide.

After entering the Xuanbao Pavilion, he seems to have been contested by women all the time, such as Wang Zifeng's sister, Fan Leng from the Fan family, and now the female disciple of the Hall of Law Enforcement, who has never encountered the same sex against him.

Li Qingxuan felt that the body shield outside his body was constantly being consumed and invaded, and he had already decided in his heart that after going out, he would honestly go to the Danding Hall for the assessment, and he would not come out easily until the foundation was established.

This sudden eruption of wind lasted for a long time.

Li Qingxuan had strong mana, and maintained the shield of the mysterious fire, but he did not encounter any real danger.

However, there are many trails inside the cave, extending in all directions, causing all kinds of chaotic and sharp noises when the dark wind travels through, as if thousands of ghosts are passing through.

What makes him even more helpless is that these Yin winds are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Even though Li Qingxuan used the shield to block the sound waves and blocked his ears, he could still hear the sound, making his blood churn and restless.

I do not know how long it has been.

The wind died down.

Li Qingxuan staggered out of the hole where he was hiding.

At this time, the cave was pitch black, with no moss left at all, and it became the same as the passage outside.

He shook his head twice, took out the fluorescent stones and threw them on both sides of the passage, keeping his vision clear, before leaning limply on the wall to recover his mana.

Compared with the outside world, the spiritual energy inside is not only full of impurities, but also very violent. It is very difficult to draw it, and it will also cause the impurity of mana.

It's a pity that the elixir to restore mana is expensive, and Li Qingxuan doesn't have it.

It took about several hours.

He opened his eyes again, and frowned: "If it was in the outside world, my mana would have been fully recovered at this time, but here it is about [-]% to [-]% recovered, and there are many impurities in the mana."

The key is not knowing what happened just now.

If the number is large, even if the monks imprisoned in the Hurricane Mountains know that this will make their mana impure, they can only be forced to absorb the aura here in the face of danger.

Fortunately, he won't be locked up here for long.

For the sake of safety, Li Qingxuan did not plan to continue exploring inside.

He stood up, put away the fluorescent stone, and walked outside.

Although the passages here are messy and numerous, as long as the direction is good, they can return to the outside world.

Li Qingxuan didn't worry about food, so he planned to find a thick place near the outside, dig a hole to hide, and wait until the token came to release the communication before going out.

Along the way, there were traces of the raging wind just now everywhere.

Li Qingxuan also saw some substances that looked like human bones, but unfortunately they were badly weathered, so he wasn't sure.

He was about to walk out of the cave.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

At the corner in front of him more than 50 meters away, there was a crooked and twisted corpse
Li Qingxuan got closer, his consciousness spread, and he was sure that the other party was really dead, not a trap set up, so he walked up with confidence.

The corpse was in a miserable state of death, its appearance was already unrecognizable, and it could only be discerned that it was a male cultivator with fresh scars, it should be the unlucky guy who just erupted in the wind.

This unlucky guy, the flesh and blood all over his body has been turned into mud in the countless times of impact, and the bones on his body are completely broken. The fracture pierces the flesh and flesh to the outside, which looks like a white root growing from the body generally.

If it weren't for the strong robe, the other party would have no chance of leaving a whole body behind.

Li Qingxuan looked back at the gloomy cave behind him fearfully, didn't dare to waste time, grabbed the storage bag that was not missing from the opponent's body, and left quickly.

He didn't see any traces of people living outside, which meant that the outside might be more dangerous than the passage.

Li Qingxuan stopped when he came to the area where the passageway was much less marked by the ravages of the evil wind, took out the flying sword, a high-grade magic weapon, and started digging.

The top-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, is sharp.

moment.

Li Qingxuan crawled out of a hole out of breath.

"The rocks here have been blown away by the wind for many years, and they get harder and harder as they go inside. I have a high-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, and I can only penetrate six meters deep. It's just a dream to make a big cave."

Limited by the environment, he did his last work and only dug out a rough and curved passage that could only accommodate one body.

Because of the design of the entrance and exit, this passage should be good for sheltering from the wind, but it should not be entered at ordinary times, otherwise it will easily become a turtle in an urn, which is very unsafe.

Except for the noisy wind, there was no other movement around.

Li Qingxuan was bored. While recovering his strength, he simply took out the storage bag he got just now and checked the contents inside.

This storage bag is not the standard storage bag issued by Xuanbao Pavilion to the disciples of the outer sect, it has a space of about ten feet.

It's just that there are very few things in the storage bag.

There are no magic tools, talismans, and elixir.

Instead, in the corner inside, there are a lot of gray mushrooms piled up.

Next to the mushrooms, there are two stone jars that were directly pulled out of the mountain rocks.

Li Qingxuan manipulated his consciousness to open it, and found that there were five or six animal corpses in the shape of mice in the stone jar, and the surface of the corpses was still overflowing with evil spirits.

"Could this be the usual food for the disciples who are locked up here?"

It looks a little miserable.

It would be better to be fined to mine the mines. Although the aura mixed in the mines will also corrode the body, at least the wine and meat can be full.

Li Qingxuan's spiritual sense passed over these things and turned to the other side.

Another nook in the storage bag with less stuff.

There are more than ten paper books, seven or eight dim spirit stones, and more than 30 empty spirit stones that have been used up. Other than that, there is only one low-quality jade pendant and some blank paper.

"These books are miscellaneous and worthless, but these blank papers seem to be the suicide note written by the previous disciple."

Idle is idle.

Li Qingxuan simply took out those white papers, sat on the ground and flipped through them.

　I'm in a bad state today, and I only have [-] words left.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)