Eternal Tranquility

"What?" Mo Qianli saw that Liu Qinghuan was silent and followed his gaze, but found nothing.

Liu Qinghuan's consciousness condensed into a thin thread and followed the traces of the three people. However, their speed was very fast and they were about to leave the range of his consciousness.

He pondered for a moment, then shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go!" As soon as his body fell, he had sneaked into the forest below, using the Void Wind Control Technique to the extreme, and moved quickly through the forest.

Mo Qianli, who didn't know what was going on, hurriedly followed and called over the voice message: "Hey, hey, why are you going?"

Liu Qinghuan told Mo Qianli the situation while running, and finally said: "I'm just curious, so I followed him to have a look."

"The behavior of these three people is a bit interesting." Mo Qianli was very interested and said enthusiastically: "Do you think they have discovered some magical medicine or spiritual mine?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head: "How could you guess this?"

The two stopped talking and concentrated on chasing. Liu Qinghuan had been staying five miles away to avoid being discovered by the monk surnamed Yang who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

After crossing several mountains in succession, they soon entered the heart of Eagle Nest Mountain. There are many cliffs on these mountains, and the nests of dragon-horned eagles are built among them. Many of them can be seen at a glance.

The speed of the three people in front began to slow down. There are still many dragon-horned eagles in this mountain forest, so they are also careful and vigilant.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped.

Mo Qianli also stopped: "They haven't left?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded and asked in a low voice: "Do you still have the invisibility charm on you?"

"There's another one, left over from last time."

"Okay, let's take a closer look." Liu Qinghuan said, putting on the purple cloud cape with his backhand.

Mo Qianli also put on the invisibility charm and said with envy: "Your ice silk cloak is so beautiful, I'm jealous just looking at it."

"Well, keep on being greedy." Liu Qinghuan replied casually. The two of them kept their bodies hidden and slowly moved forward. After a while, Liu Qinghuan called to Mo Qianli to stop and look ahead through the branches and leaves.

Ahead is a narrow valley. Beyond the valley, you reach a knife-like cliff. The three people stopped at the foot of the cliff.

At this time, the monk surnamed Luo was holding a yellow bronze mirror in one hand and making secrets with the other. I saw the bronze mirror emitting yellow light, shining on the mountain wall.

The monk surnamed Luo slowly moved the bronze mirror, obviously looking for something, while the other two looked around warily.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "He is looking for restrictions!"

Mo Qianli's shocked voice came from the side: "What! There are still restrictions here!"

Indeed, although Qushang Swamp is a gathering place for ancient immortal sects, it has been turned upside down by younger generations of monks over hundreds of thousands of years, just like the underground labyrinth Liu Qinghuan went to back then.

Therefore, it is really unbelievable that there are still restrictions here.

Mo Qianli asked: "Brother Liu, do you still remember which sect this place was in ancient times?"

Liu Qinghuan was also recalling: "Taiyi Dao Sect? Xuantian Sect?"

When the two of them communicated and discussed, the monk surnamed Luo seemed to have finally made a discovery. The bronze mirror in his hand emits a bright yellow light, and a circle of ripples suddenly appears on the empty mountain wall like water waves.

When the two alert people saw this, they couldn't help but smile with joy on their faces, and the female cultivator even let out a cheer.

Liu Qinghuan and Mo Qianli were also shocked: they had actually found them!

I saw the circle of ripples slowly spreading out and about to disappear. The monk surnamed Luo was sweating profusely on his forehead. He continued to cast a series of spells in conjunction with the magic formula, and saw a pillar of light suddenly shot out from the bronze mirror!

The light beam hit the mountain wall, like a stone thrown into water, causing a large ripple. The ripples spread quickly, and a cyan light curtain that enveloped the entire mountain wall flickered a few times and slowly emerged.

Everyone present, including Liu Qinghuan, was very excited: Hidden behind the curtain of light is most likely the ruins of the Ancient Immortal Sect! If this news spreads, it will cause the entire world of cultivators to go crazy.

Mo Qianli was so excited that he cursed several times in a row: "This restriction has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, it's amazing!"

After a while, everyone's excitement slowly calmed down, and they saw the three people in front of the mountain wall discussing in low voices. Liu Qinghuan carefully released his consciousness, and only heard the monk surnamed Yang ask:

"Brother Luo, what is behind this restriction?"

The monk surnamed Luo shook his head: "I didn't know that. The last time I came here, I just wanted to steal a dragon-horned eagle egg. Unexpectedly, I accidentally discovered that there is a ban here. I went back to check it out. It is said that this place is It was the location of Taiyi Dao Sect before the Seal War. As for the rest, there is no information. "

The monk surnamed Yang nodded thoughtfully.

The female cultivator looked at the cyan light curtain, frowned and asked: "Husband, what kind of restriction is this, and how to break it?"

The monk surnamed Luo played with the bronze mirror for a while and then said with a bad expression: "I don't recognize what kind of restriction this is. It seems that it can only be broken by force."

"Forcibly crack it?" The monk surnamed Yang frowned.

"Yes. This restriction has existed for so long and has become extremely damaged. Otherwise, I wouldn't have discovered it. Its power should have been weakened to only a very small part now. It shouldn't be difficult to break it by force."

"But!" The monk surnamed Yang's face also darkened: "If we attack forcefully, it will cause a lot of noise, and I'm afraid it will attract the attention of those outside the mountain!"

When Liu Qinghuan heard this, he already understood.

"Brother Liu, what are they talking about?" Mo Qianli asked anxiously. His consciousness was not as strong as Liu Qinghuan's, and he did not dare to release it easily in front of the middle stage of foundation building.

When Liu Qinghuan told what he heard, Mo Qianli shouted: "Ho ho! It's exciting now."

Several people over there were also involved in a dispute. The monk surnamed Luo tried several weird unlocking magic weapons to try to crack it, but they all ended in failure.

"You two, stop wasting your time!" The female cultivator said impatiently: "If we delay it any longer, when Yu Wenqing solves the Eagle King, he will definitely go into the mountain to look for the Eagle Egg, and we will be even more passive."

The three of them argued for a few more words, and finally decided to forcefully break the formation.

The female cultivator took out a crystal-like cone. The monk surnamed Luo was a fantian seal, while the monk surnamed Yang was a long sword with a sheath. He put on a posture, obviously preparing to use the strongest attack to break the restriction in one fell swoop.

The female cultivator took action first, and the cone crystal light shined brightly, spinning rapidly with the female cultivator's spell. Its speed was so fast that it seemed to curl up the surrounding space. In the end, only a ball of white light could be seen in place.

"Quick!" As the female cultivator shouted, the white light flew toward the forbidden area like a meteor, drilling desperately on the cyan light screen, causing a buzzing sound.

But the cyan light curtain was unexpectedly strong. It only shook slightly and showed no signs of breaking.

The female cultivator's pretty face darkened, and she suddenly increased the output of her magic power, making the buzzing sound even louder.

The monk surnamed Luo saw that the female cultivator could not break the restriction, so he had no choice but to use Fantian Seal. He divided his hands, and the Fan Tian Seal turned into five, and threw it towards the cyan light curtain. There were five loud "bang bang bang" sounds, and the light curtain shook violently five times.

Liu Qinghuan turned to look outside the mountain, this movement! However, the monks outside the mountain are fighting with the dragon-horned eagle, and it will take about a while and a half to attract their attention.

The monk surnamed Luo didn't care anymore, and smashed the ban Tianyin repeatedly, making a loud bang and making the light curtain shake even more.

And the monk surnamed Yang finally took action. He was seen floating in the air, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand. The majestic spiritual power suddenly gathered in his right hand, and as he opened the scabbard little by little, the dense sword intent spread out like a raging wave.

Liu Qinghuan was a little shocked, what kind of sword is this?

The monk surnamed Yang held the unsheathed black long sword in both hands and slashed forward!

Thanks to Piaomiao Fafa, Emperor Zhenxiang, my Mr. Fu XX, book friend 20170102191955858, Zhanlan Wang, and the master of Luoxue Pavilion for their rewards. Thank you for your comfort.