Eternal Tranquility

"Blind?" Master Qiming lost his voice: "How could he be blind!"

"What are you thinking!" Gui Bugui looked at him with some confusion: "What kind of existence is Zhu Jiuyin? See it as day, sleep as night, blow as winter, call as summer - if it is not just blind , I can’t possibly be its opponent, and I risked my life to kill it.”

He turned to Liu Qinghuan and grinned: "Boy, it's a good thing you didn't follow me, otherwise your ashes would have gone cold by now."

Liu Qinghuan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and now the only thing he could laugh about here was whether to return or not. This person had just gone up the mountain not long ago. Although he knew some of what happened on the mountain during this period from his mouth, without personal experience, he could not understand the depth of the despair of others present.

"So, you killed that Zhu Jiuyin." Qi Ri asked calmly: "Has its body been collected by fellow Taoist?"

Gui Bugui looked at him and said, "Why do you want to do this?"

"Zhu Jiuyin has inherited the bloodline of the Time Ancestral Witch. Although a pair of eyes are gone, the bloodline is contained in every drop of blood. As long as it can be extracted, there may be room for change."

Everyone's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but think about it.

Gui Bugui hesitated and said: "This method, fellow Taoist... has drawn out the blood. If it is not passed on, it cannot be effective. Not to mention how much time it takes to draw it out, and how much time it takes to refine it." , how long does it take to cultivate the magical power of turning day into night?"

He reminded: "Three days, please don't forget that this mountain is trapped in a three-day cycle. When the time is up, everything will return to its original position. Are you sure the inheritance can be completed in three days?"

“It doesn’t have to be this step-by-step process.”

At this time, the hook-nosed Mahayana demon cultivator said with a sinister expression: "There are still many shortcuts in this world, but even if they don't work, if you have to take them, there are always ways to force them!"

"That's right." Demon Lord Mo Yi, who was still pale, also spoke: "You Qing Ming people are too pedantic. At this time, of course you are doing whatever it takes and you still want to follow the rules!"

Gui Bugui frowned in displeasure, ignored the two men, and asked Qi Ri: "Is this your plan too?"

Qi Ri looked up at Qiong Palace on the top of the mountain, rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and said: "Urgent means are used in extraordinary times. We can discuss this matter slowly and we can always find a feasible way."

After a pause, he then said: "If fellow Taoist fellow Taoist can't bear to part with Zhu Jiuyin's body, we can exchange it with something later."

Gui Bugui clicked his tongue, took out a bag from his arms, and threw it to the other party: "Don't make it sound like I don't know practical things. Everyone is in the same boat now. If you want to try it, go ahead and try it. "

It has to be said that the arrival of Gui Bugui has given everyone who had just learned that Qiluo Xingjun was an immortal and almost invincible, a glimmer of new hope. And as long as you have a direction to work towards, you won't be driven crazy by despair.

Soon, the Mahayana monks dispersed, preparing to rest for a while before continuing their discussions. Although the time limit has left the Dharmakaya in the same state as when he first went up the mountain, his mind, which has been tense for many days, is inevitably tired and needs some rest.

As for Liu Qinghuan and other integrated monks, they didn't have much to do except watch the whole process, so they gathered together in twos and threes to discuss in low voices, and then dispersed for a while.

The days on the mountain seemed to have suddenly calmed down, and no one was attacking the Qiong Palace on the top of the mountain. Lord Qiluo Xing appeared again and again, and activated the star dial in his hand again and again to turn back time.

Three days and three days, three days and three days, time is trapped in this whirlpool. No matter how much you travel back and forth, you can't escape.

Thinking about it, it is indeed extremely difficult to extract Zhu Jiuyin's bloodline in such an urgent time. The Mahayana monks have been quiet for many days, and they rarely even appear in front of people.

Although they did not deliberately prevent the combined monks from interfering, the gap in cultivation was obvious, and no one cared about their thoughts or opinions.

Because Liu Qinghuan was familiar with Gui Bugui and others, he could barely speak a few words, or listen in when the Mahayana people discussed things. Knowing that things were not going well, he gradually lost interest in standing for punishment.

He enjoys leisurely life. Even if he cannot practice, he cannot change the habits he has formed over the years. He often wanders around the mountains after meditating.

This fairy mountain is really huge. The vegetation on the mountain still maintains the form of ancient times. There are many strange flowers and plants that have never been seen before. There are thousands of palaces, countless secrets, and there are many places to explore.

His patience has always been excellent, but not everyone is like him and can maintain a stable mentality as always.

The atmosphere on the mountain becomes more and more depressing as time goes by, and the cruel reality is right in front of them. The Zhu Jiuyin blood plan is slowly progressing, and Qi Luo Xingjun is pressing above them. They are constantly testing people's will and reminding them What a situation we are in now.

What's more, the people on the mountain are in different positions.

Qingming and Jiuyou have been fighting for generations. Even when most people are not in the Mingshan battle area, they can get along peacefully with the enemy. However, the way they practice and how they behave are all different. It is okay to get together occasionally. That’s all.

However, now everyone is trapped on a mountain. No matter how big the mountain is, it's difficult to see them when they look up. And they have to work together, so the contradictions are getting bigger and bigger.

"Fellow Taoist is really interested in hiding here to take some time off."

Liu Qinghuan met Qu Jinzhi in a forest in the back mountain. He was holding a sword and slashing with one sword after another.

He stood aside and watched for a while, then said: "Fellow Taoist still insists on practicing basic sword moves. He is really a person with a firm mind."

Qu Jinzhi replied coldly: "A sword cannot be sharp if it is not repaired for a day, and the way is simple. The more basic the moves, the more true the meaning is."

Liu Qinghuan nodded in agreement and saw two feet exposed in the grass not far away, so he said casually: "There's a fight ahead, don't you go and take a look?"

Qu Laogui lay on the ground like a dead corpse, crushing a piece of green grass that was blooming to pieces. He sat up straight after hearing Liu Qinghuan's voice.

"What's there to see? They started fighting last night and have been fighting until now. Didn't you see the fighting last night? The fighting was so brutal! Not only did they demolish several halls, one of them stabbed the other into pieces. The other one cut off the opponent's limbs and refused to stop. "

Qu Jinzi said coldly: "So what if you kill the other party? Once the bell rings, they all have to come back to life."

"Haha, so they will continue to fight today. It would be better if they don't die, and they can be more unscrupulous. They are almost going crazy. A beating will help relieve their anger."

Qu Laogui smiled lazily and said, "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, where are you going with the medicine hoe?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "I found an extinct elixir in the forest behind, and I am going to collect it and study it."

"Tsk, tsk, I think you are free too." Qu Laogui lay back down again without interest: "I'd better continue to sleep. I hope that when I wake up, those major cultivators will finally come up with a solution."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy. They got stuck at the first step." Liu Qinghuan said: "The bloodline of Zhu Jiuyin probably contains the law of time, but it cannot be passed down by others."

I saw a question about updates mentioned in the comments, so I’ll talk about it here. The first is because the book has reached an advanced stage. Everyone should know that the writing of a book becomes more difficult towards the end. The pits buried in the front have to be filled in one by one, and the overall plot begins to prepare for the end, so the writing speed becomes slower. The second reason is that the author is a bastard. It only takes one or two hours for others to write a thousand words, but it takes me two to three hours to write. Recently, my family has been hospitalized again and needs to be accompanied, and my health has become very poor since I fainted last year. The biggest symptom is dizziness, and another is numbness in the legs when sitting for a long time. This is the thing that I don’t understand the most. If I sit for a little longer, my whole leg will feel numb. I have also had tests, including CT scans, but no problem has been found. If any of the readers are doctors, could you please tell me what is going on?