Eternal Tranquility

Recently, a sensational rumor suddenly appeared in the world of immortality. From Qingming to Jiuyou, every major interface, every city of immortality, as long as there are monks, are discussing this rumor enthusiastically.

"Have you heard about it? It is said that there is a great cultivator who lived out the Mahayana thunder tribulation in the void of Lei Yuan Realm, with a total of eighteen thunder tribulations, tsk tsk!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't know about this now? I've heard about it a long time ago! But in my opinion, it's mostly fake! What are the eighteen paths? Our Dragon Emperor only had fifteen paths in the annual calamity. I don't know where this one came from. A wild Taoist priest with no surname dares to say that his Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is the Eighteenth Path, ah! By the way, what is that person’s name?”

"It seems that the Taoist name is Yun Shiqing..."

"Yes! Yun Qing, I've never heard of it! He looks like a wild Taoist who is seeking fame and reputation, or maybe the people from Lei Yuanjie have collected the wild Taoist's spiritual stones to build momentum for him or something!"

"But I heard that the other party left the Lei Yuan world as soon as the Heavenly Tribulation ended, without even showing his face."

Such conversations resounded in every corner of the Three Thousand Realms. Some people doubted it, and some believed it. But whether they doubted it or believed it, everyone was asking around about who Yunqing was, which realm he was from, what he looked like, and where he was now...

Many people are looking for Yun Qing's whereabouts, and the world of immortality is agitated because of this name. However, Yun Qing himself, Liu Qinghuan, is indifferent to the outside situation at this time, concentrating on healing his injuries and consolidating his cultivation realm.

As soon as the huge beam of light representing the end of the heavenly tribulation fell, he quietly left the void near Lei Yuanjie and found a place to escape into the Songxi Cave Sky Map.

He is fully aware of how much shock it will bring to the world of immortality after successfully surviving the eighteen thunder tribulations and entering the Mahayana. It is no exaggeration to say that even figures like the Three Lords of Qingming will probably summon him because of this matter. And fame, wealth, and power will follow, and all kinds of flattery will never be the same for a hundred years.

However, these are not what he needs, and he has no time to distinguish how much calculation and hypocrisy are behind the fame, wealth, power, flattery and flattery that come to his door.

Moreover, although his cultivation level has reached the Mahayana realm, and the Heavenly Dao also sent gifts at the end of the Heavenly Tribulation, which made his injuries better, the eighteen thunderbolts are still an extremely terrifying burden, enough to make him lie down for several times. It’s been months.

Liu Qinghuan was only thankful that during his spare time practicing in Leichi in the previous years, he took out Lian Xuzi's "Infinite Divine Light" exercises and looked through them. After years of hard work, he finally gained some understanding and reluctantly He cultivated an immeasurable divine light and withstood part of the power of the last thunderstorm.

Otherwise, when the natural disaster is over, he may not even be able to get up, let alone leave.

How many monks were plotted after being seriously injured in the tribulation, not to mention the reputation of the Eighteen Thunder Tribulations is too frightening. If a jealous Mahayana monk suddenly takes action...

So at this time, you might as well be a villain, and you can't gamble with your own life that others are gentlemen. You must be on guard against others.

"Qing Huan, why are you out? Be careful of your injury!" Mu Yinyin rushed over to hold his arm and said with a worried look on his face.

Liu Qinghuan smiled reassuringly at her and said: "It's okay. After these days of recovery, the injury has improved a lot. I'm tired of facing four bare walls all day long. The weather is fine today, so I went out for a walk to relieve my illness. Well, what do you have in your hand?"

Mu Yinyin helped him sit down by the spiritual eye spring in the courtyard, then opened the storage bag in his hand and placed some elixir bottles, wooden boxes and other items on the stone table nearby.

"This is a gift you received from the Dongtian tribe. I heard that you were injured. Those tribes were all very anxious and sent a lot of things. Here are just a few of them. There are a lot more there in the first year of junior high school. Woolen cloth."

Liu Qinghuan casually opened the lid of a wooden box and saw a watery blue orb-like thing lying inside, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Mu Yinyin thought about it for a moment and said, "This was sent by the Shuixiu Clan. It is said that it is the guts of some monster beast and has miraculous effects on healing wounds."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile and closed the lid: "These things are of no use to me. Let me return them all in the first year of junior high school... Forget it, put them all in the warehouse, but don't accept any more things from the small clan in the future."

Mu Yinyin responded, put the things back into the storage bag, sat down at the stone table, and talked about other things in the cave.

Liu Qinghuan listened quietly beside him with a smile, enjoying the tranquility and eternity of the present moment.

In the past few hundred years, because he stayed in Qianguangze, Mu Yinyin did not leave even after waking up from the Nirvana Fire, and stayed in the Cave Heaven Map to practice.

Because of Nirvana, her cultivation level has dropped a lot. Phoenix, a divine bird, is deeply favored by God. It is the sixth level when she is born, which is equivalent to the empty level of human cultivation. However, the trace of blood Mu Yinyin received is too thin. Nirvana After that, he fell back to the realm of transformation.

After hundreds of years of painstaking training, and having already practiced it once before, and still had the understanding of the realm, Mu Yinyin quickly returned to the empty level. The benefits of Nirvana soon emerged. Her practice became faster and smoother than before. Her current cultivation level is almost the same as before her Nirvana. Even the bottleneck that had been holding her back from advancing has disappeared. I believe she will be able to do so in time. Being able to cultivate to the integration stage is a blessing in disguise.

Liu Qinghuan held Mu Yinyin's hand: "When my injury is better, we will go back to Yunmengze. After all, the space in the Cave Sky Map is getting smaller. I have wronged you all these years."

Mu Yinyin glanced at him angrily: "Why are you aggrieved? I think Tuli is very good. It is quiet and full of spiritual energy, which is very suitable for training. But it is indeed time for us to go back. After being away for so long, the sect must be very worried."

After sitting in the courtyard for a while, the two of them walked out of the door hand in hand. Liu Qinghuan was going to see how Hunyuanlian and the other fairy trees were doing, but when they passed by an open space not far from the small courtyard, He stopped.

The warm sunshine fell on the ground through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, and the gentle breeze brought the fragrance of the elixir. A small tomb stood under the shadow of the tree, and a few words were engraved on the tombstone: Liu Xuanzhi tomb.

There were not many weeds around the tomb, which showed that it had been taken care of very carefully. Liu Qinghuan only reached out to stroke away a few bamboo leaves that had fallen on the top of the tomb, and sighed: "Xiao Hei has been gone for so many years... "

He couldn't help but think of that day. It was not long after he arrived in Lei Yuanjie. He suffered from the source of demons and did not dare to leave Lei Chi for too long, so he only had time to return to the picture to see Xiao Hei for the last time.

Xiao Hei was lying on the bed, having transformed back into his original body because the time limit was approaching, and the originally burly Aoki Monkey had become thin and weak. He weakly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes full of attachment but very calm.

"Master, Xiao Hei can no longer accompany you."

Liu Qinghuan still remembered that he said that as long as Xiao Hei was willing, there was still a longevity pill in the medicine library, which could extend his life for at least two to three hundred years. However, Xiao Hei shook his head and refused, saying: "Don't waste such precious elixirs on me. Those extra lifespans are just a waste of time, and there will be no breakthrough in cultivation."

The Aoki Monkey is a very ordinary monster. Because of its poor natural bloodline qualifications, it is extremely difficult to improve in practice. It has exceeded the limit to be able to reach the fourth and fifth levels. Its longevity is nearly two thousand like Xiao Hei. It carries even less.

After being together for many years, Liu Qinghuan still had deep feelings for Xiao Hei and didn't care whether the pill would be wasted, but Xiao Hei didn't want to. He sighed in the end and didn't force it after all.

"Master, after I die, find a place to bury me on this Daqing Mountain. Xiao Hei wants to stay with you."

The Aoki Monkey, whose body was extremely weak, finally closed his eyes in Liu Qinghuan's arms with a smile, and still murmured: "I only hope that the master... is safe, free from illness and disaster, and everything goes well..."

So there was such a tomb next to the Daqingshan courtyard. Liu Qinghuan could see it as long as he walked out of the courtyard, as if the smart and naughty little monkey was still with him.