Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan asked: "What do you want to be called? Xiaohei? Well, how about calling it the second or fifteenth day just like the first day of junior high school?"

The Aoki Monkey rolled its eyes in disdain, jumped up and screamed, and at the same time, Liu Qinghuan's mind heard its shout: "I want to call you the king!"

Liu Qinghuan's mouth twitched. King, why don’t you call yourself the Monkey King? See what you can do!

The Aoki Demon Monkey stared at his two eyes with strange light and said: "The king represents the two kings, the Poison King and the Monkey King. Master, what do you think?"

"Not so good! You can call me whatever you like, but I'll just call you Xiao Hei."

Hearing this, the Aoki Demon Monkey refused to do anything. He jumped up and down and insisted on calling the king, but Liu Qinghuan ignored him.

Liu Qinghuan's leisure days came to an end not long after. He received a message from the sect asking him to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall.

In a room on the second floor of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Liu Qinghuan saw two men and one woman. The three of them were talking when they saw Liu Qinghuan coming in. They were stunned and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Isn't this Junior Brother Liu?" A male cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment said with a smile: "Junior Brother Liu, I heard that you have been in seclusion for ten years. This firm Taoist heart is a role model for monks of our generation!"

Another man and a woman, both middle-stage Foundation Establishment monks, echoed: "Yes, Senior Brother Liu has been cultivating for a much shorter time than us. He has reached the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment so quickly. His qualifications are so good that he is the best in the entire sect." One of the best.”

The female cultivator smiled gracefully and made a blessing ceremony, with a hint of red on her face, and said softly: "Senior Brother Liu, I am Xi Xiaomei from Lingxi Jian. I would like to pay my respects to Senior Brother."

Liu Qinghuan's thoughts turned around. He didn't know these people, so how could they be so enthusiastic. He smiled as usual and said: "Brothers and sisters, how polite are you, but am I late?"

"It's not too late, it's just that we came early."

"Senior Brother Liu, come and sit here."

Liu Qinghuan was surrounded and sat down. The warm attitudes of several people made him feel uncomfortable, and it was difficult to say anything.

Little did he know that he was now very famous among the disciples of the Wenshi Sect. A disciple with no foundation was suddenly accepted as a true disciple by the Yuanying monk, and his status rose to the top.

It's just that he hasn't been in the sect all year round, and when he comes back, he immediately goes into seclusion, and has very little contact with other people. The people I know on a daily basis are all friends for many years, so there will be no sudden changes in my attitude towards him. So this was the first time that he felt the enthusiasm of others that was almost pleasing to the eye.

This enthusiasm became even more intense when Deacon Lu, who always conveyed tasks to the disciples in the Foreign Affairs Hall, walked in.

Deacon Lu bowed his hands with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Liu, there are too many things to do today. I have made you wait for a long time. Please forgive me."

Liu Qinghuan returned the gesture: "I've just arrived, so you're welcome, Deacon Lu."

After greeting Liu Qinghuan, Lu Chishi nodded to the other three and then got down to business: "I have a sect mission here, but I need four senior brothers to take it on."

He took out a jade slip and handed it to Liu Qinghuan first. After Liu Qinghuan read it, he handed the jade slip to others.

While everyone was watching, Lu Chishi said: "Here is a letter asking for help sent by a small cultivator family named Peng two days ago. The Peng family has been attached to our sect for many years, and usually provides the sect with some maritime resources. The unique spiritual herbs or sea animal materials produced.”

After introducing the background of the Peng family, Lu Chishi got to the point: "The reason why they sent for help this time is because they discovered a small island containing rich yellow mica minerals in the sea a few days ago."

Yellow mica is a material used when refining magic weapons, and it is relatively expensive.

The letter asking for help stated that the Peng family had discovered the island and were excitedly preparing to send a message to Wen Shi. Unexpectedly, a small sect called the Haisha Sect in the north suddenly appeared, saying that they discovered the island first, and the two sides fought for control.

We fought several fights in a row, each with his own victory or defeat. The strength of the two parties is almost the same, and neither can defeat the other.

But the situation has changed recently. It was heard that the Haisha Sect invited monks from Feiyue Tower for help. The Peng family couldn't resist, so they had to ask for help from the Wenshi Sect.

"You all understand the situation." Seeing that everyone had read the jade slips, Deacon Lu said, "But do you understand the relationship behind it?"

The female cultivator smiled brightly and said: "Please ask Senior Brother Lu to help us clarify our doubts."

Deacon Lu chuckled: "Actually, it's nothing. The Liusha Sect is located in the north, and it is attached to Feiyue Tower, which is not far from them. And Feiyue Tower has a close relationship with the Shaoyang Sect. It is said that there is a Shaoyang this time. The monk sent to Feiyue Tower was invited to suppress the Peng family. "

He turned to Liu Qinghuan: "Senior Brother Liu, that Shaoyang Sect monk is a descendant of True Monarch Minghua, that's why I invite you to participate in this mission this time. Please take care of yourself, Senior Brother Liu."

Descendants of True Lord Minghua? Zhou Xiaoqing?

Liu Qinghuan had contact with this person in Duanyuan's death place. If it were him, judging from his rather hostile attitude towards the Wenshi Sect, I'm afraid this matter would be really difficult to handle.

No wonder the sect would send four foundation-building monks at once. The ownership of a rich yellow mica mine is indeed worth fighting for. Due to the urgency, several people decided to set off tomorrow.

Liu Qinghuan came out of the Foreign Affairs Hall, first went back to Zizhu Courtyard, and then went to the back mountain. Ming Yangzi told him to be careful when he accepted the mission and was about to go out.

The next day, after meeting up with the other three people, they headed east.

Liu Qinghuan asked Chu Yi to maintain a flying speed similar to the others, and listened to a lot of compliments along the way. Liu Qinghuan was a little impatient, but finally maintained the surface etiquette.

When he interacts with people, he rarely pays attention to the identity behind others, so when others only see his identity as a true disciple of Ming Yangzi, he appears indifferent and has no interest in talking.

It took the four of them ten days to reach the nearest beach.

This is a seaside town that looks a little messy and simple. The houses in the town are all wooden, and most of the people who come and go are ordinary fishermen. Only the area to the east is slightly better, with neat and tall stone houses built there. It is the station of the Wenshi sect here. There is a pier next to it, and a large ship is parked on the pier.

When Liu Qinghuan and the four of them flew over the town, the mortals on the ground looked up. Some people jumped up and cheered: "Look, it's the immortal master of the Wenshi Sect."

Some people knelt on the ground and worshiped directly, their eyes full of adoration and their mouths trembling while saying some incomprehensible words.

Liu Qinghuan took in the whole town with one glance. It seems that the sect does not pay much attention to maritime affairs, otherwise the seaside town so close would not be so simple.

Two Qi-training disciples wearing black sect costumes flew out from the east, with three other people behind them.

"Welcome, Uncle Master!" Two Qi Practitioners rushed over and saluted: "I will prepare some tea and ask the Masters to go to the station for a while."

The others spontaneously stood behind Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan nodded to them and looked at the other three people: "Are you from the Peng family?"

There was a hint of anxiety on the faces of the three people, and they all only had Qi training skills. The old man with the highest cultivation level had the eighth level of Qi training.

The old man stepped forward and said: "Junior Peng Liansheng, pay your respects to the senior!"

"Well, no need to be polite. The situation is urgent and we don't need to take a rest. We can talk about anything on board the ship." Liu Qinghuan said directly.