Chapter 521

"Who am I?" Qin Huan was stunned.

When he was confused, he heard the woman's story and knew her hesitation. Qin Huan also thought about it, but he had no clue, because he was not sure whether the woman really existed or not.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Huan slowly opened his eyes, but saw that the woman had put on a dark gold mask and completely covered the yin-yang face. She was dressed in tooth white coarse linen. Although she was simple, her clothes were clean and tidy. She stood there quietly like a green pine in an empty valley, proud and independent.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. Thank you for saving me." Qin Huan said softly. He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't produce any strength in his body. Moreover, he had no consciousness in his back and spine and had to give up. "I don't know who you are... Even where I am here."

"Oh." the woman Oh, with a disappointment in her words, and her bright eyes dimmed a lot.

Just when Qin Huan said something, a thin figure appeared at the door, and the innocent words sounded: "ha ha, aunt said that sister had a sweetheart and hid someone... I knew aunt didn't... ah... Ghost!!"

Qin Huan was stunned when he saw the rapid pace getting farther and farther away. He quickly bowed his head. Then he found that his skin and muscles were almost distorted

This was hurt by Duan Hongtu's sword during the first world war with him. Because he didn't recover in time, all these scars were twisted.

"Xiao... Xiao Shan, he... He's just a child. He's not sensible. Don't mind." after a short shock, the woman shook her hands and hurriedly explained, with a touch of shyness in her words.

"No problem. I don't care about the fact that my body is nothing but flesh and skin when I'm alive." Qin Huan said calmly and looked at the woman intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman's body trembled slightly. Although she tried to hide it, she could not escape Qin Huan's eyes.

"What do you call you?" Qin Huan asked.

"I... my name is xianwuyou." the woman bit her red lips and spit out a few words.

"Immortal carefree?" Qin Huan was stunned. It was almost the first time he heard that there were so many surnames in the world that "immortal" could be taken as his surname, almost none!

"Auntie, they all call me ah Xiu, but... There is always a voice in my heart that says my name is xianwuyou!" the woman said with a firm voice in her weakness.

"My name is Qin Huan. By the way, xianwuyou, where is this place?" Qin Huan asked without thinking much.

It seemed to be the first time I heard someone call her immortal worry free. The woman was very happy. She said, "this is a forgotten place... By the way, I've seen it in the book Pavilion. It used to be a mineral vein."

"Forgotten land? Mineral veins?" Qin Huan looked up and pondered for a long time. He said, "can you help me borrow some books from the book pavilion?"

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In the following days, Qin Huan was all lying in bed. The female immortal Wuyou would collect dew for Qin Huan to drink every day.

Although the world's spiritual power is imprisoned here, the dew in the morning contains a little spiritual power. After collecting dew for Qin Huan patiently every day, immortal Wuyou will sit next to Qin Huan and read to Qin Huan with a book borrowed from the book Pavilion.

"One Yin and one Yang is the way, and one death in one life is the samsara. There is a pulse in heaven and earth, which is known as the root of yin and Yang and the origin of life and death. This pulse contains great secret, and its soul has been taken away by the ancient strong since its birth..." immortal Wuyou's voice is like the voice of a warbler and a swallow, and the words are mellow, which is very nice.

Qin Yu lay in bed, listening to the sentence read by xianwuyou, and fell into meditation. To be honest, let xianwuyou borrow a book. Qin Huan wanted to find out where it was and what it had to do with the secret place of life and death.

However, the contents of the books borrowed by xianwuyou exceeded Qin Huan's imagination. Qin Huan got a lot of secrets from these books.

For example, this vein of heaven and earth is known as the root of yin and Yang and the origin of life and death. If you guessed correctly, this vein of heaven and earth is the site of the death sect of yin and Yang. Even the mineral vein in which you are now is related to this vein of heaven and earth.

Time goes by.

Three months later.

In the past three months, Qin Huan's wound did not recover much under the dew collected by xianwuyou, but the twisted scar of his body recovered in 7788, gradually revealing his original beautiful and calm appearance.

In the past three months, Qin Huan gradually knew what this place was from xianwuyou's mouth.

As xianwuyou said, this forgotten place used to be a huge ore vein. For some reason, all the ore veins were trapped here, and this forgotten place is the offspring of former miners.

Today, the number of people in the forgotten land has reached 10000. For countless years, these descendants have built a big city called the forgotten city in this vein.

In this forgotten place, there are no monks, but millet containing spiritual power can be planted here. After eating, these millet can strengthen body and prolong life.

Qin Huan was even more curious about how he came to this place. It was like a separate world.

Is this the punishment of Yin, Yang and death?

This day.

Xianwuyou took Qin Huan out of the room and put him on a rattan chair she had woven. The rattan chair was very comfortable and was woven from trees and rattan. This was one of xianwuyou's skills. Xianwuyou went up the mountain to find trees and rattan and found Qin Huan seriously injured.

After putting Qin Yu away, xianwuyou took out books and read them to Qin Yu.

Qin Huan lay on the rattan chair and looked at the cloud shrouded city ahead. Listening to the warm voice of immortal Wuyou, he was not only in a trance. Sometimes he felt that all this was illusory, but sometimes he felt very real.

Qin Huan couldn't help thinking of Daohong's dreamland, but it was different from Daohong's dreamland. In the dreamland, Qin Huan recognized that it was a dreamland, so he often looked at things as bystanders and couldn't really integrate into it.

But now, everything was so real that Qin Huan could not find any flaws. Unconsciously, Qin Huan integrated into this life.

Since his rebirth, there has never been such a simple, plain and quiet day. The original persistent heart of constantly pursuing strength has gradually calmed down. Now Qin Huan has more time to think about the past and the future.

After reading the book, Xian Wuyou put it down and looked at Qin Huan in the distance. Her eyes under the mask flickered with confusion and curiosity, but soon disappeared. She gently stood up with the book and left silently.

Her daily life is full of arrangements. At dawn, she will get up to collect dew for Qin Huan. After reading books for Qin Huan, she will leave the forgotten city to look for trees and vines, weave some articles and sell them to subsidize her family.

meanwhile!

On the top of the mountain on the edge of the forgotten land, a bent figure overlooks the forgotten land, and the turbid eyes seem to be able to take the whole forgotten land into the bottom of their eyes.

"Master, since you value this madman so much, why should you throw him into the waishan mineral vein? It is said that this waishan mineral vein has been a place to temper your mood since ancient times. Anyone who comes out of it either changes his temperament or sits in it. I don't know whether it's true or false." before the person comes first, a burly figure appears around the bent old man and looks at the forgotten place, The way with a thick voice.

The bent old man didn't answer. Some people's wishes were not what he could control.

"Master, to be honest, I think young people should have that energy. Besides, I've also learned that it's not him. It's Duan Hongtu who makes mistakes first, and a quasi sequential Liezi fights the new disciples with strong linweak. It's not right. Although this guy killed Duan Hongtu, he shouldn't be punished like this."

"Why don't you... Master, bring this madman out? Now life and death are like a backwater. It would be interesting if there were more such madmen. Wouldn't it be boring if this madman walked from this mine and became old before he was old?" said the burly young man, with a glimmer of expectation and war in his eyes.

"Entering the vein, no one can control it. Even if I enter it, I don't know whether I can come out. If I want to come out of the vein, it depends on my own creation and perception..." the rickety old man sighed.

The burly young man's face solidified sharply and showed a look of disbelief.