Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan climbed over several snow-capped mountains and drove for a day in the increasingly cold snow wind. Finally, he saw the Xianding Peak with a very special shape from a distance.

There are many peaks in the Hengwu Mountains, but not many of them have names. Xianding Peak is one of the few huge peaks with names.

Legend has it that an immortal used earth fire to refine elixir at Xianding Peak. When the elixir was released, dragons soared and cranes danced, and the sound of joy spread throughout the countryside.

These were all things Liu Qinghuan had read in some anecdotes. Now, Xianding Peak suddenly erupted into a violent fire, which was so loud that it could be heard throughout the Hengwu Mountains.

On the way, he also met several monks who came from all directions of the mountains. They looked at each other, but no one was interested in talking, so they just continued to move forward without saying a word.

This place is already above the snow line, and all the peaks are covered with ice and snow that never melts all year round. At Xianding Peak, there is fiery red lava flowing in the white, which is extremely eye-catching.

When Liu Qinghuan arrived nearby, there were already more than a dozen monks here, and people were arriving one after another from behind.

But because this place is already very deep in the Hengwu Mountains, there are no Qi-training monks. Most of them are foundation-building monks. There are even two Jindan masters standing high in the sky and watching.

Ahead was the Xianding Peak that was still erupting, making a loud roar from time to time. The lava ejected from the tripod-shaped mountain pass went straight into the air, and the stones burned into fireballs flew very far away.

Liu Qinghuan stopped getting closer. If he got closer, he would be swallowed up by the smoke and dust rising into the sky. I saw fiery red magma flowing down the mountain, melting the ice and snow, pulling out deep trenches, and flowing into a river at the bottom of the mountain.

The foundation-building monks were gathering in a group and talking quietly: "What happened today? Four volcanoes exploded in a row. I was so scared that half of the monsters I killed gave up."

"No! I managed to track down a trace of the multi-eyed demon moth, but when it exploded with loud noises, all the demonic beasts in the Hengwu Mountains were thrown into chaos."

"If we come back a few more times, there won't be another wave of beasts, right?"

"It's hard to say, those monsters are still in commotion. But don't say it, this is the first time I have seen such a spectacular scene."

Some people were very interested, while others were disinterested: "I thought something terrible had happened, but it turned out to be just a volcano. What a waste of time."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any regrets. A few more people looked at it for a while, then decided they didn't want to follow him and left.

However, Liu Qinghuan was secretly paying attention to the two golden elixir monks. They were sitting firmly on the flying magic weapon, with no intention of leaving at all, and their eyes were fixed on Xianding Peak.

He looked far into the mountain pass, but saw nothing except the flaming red lava shooting out. As for the rest of the mountain, the upper part is completely covered by ice and snow, and below is a coniferous forest, which is nothing unusual.

He touched his chin and thought, his eyes turned sideways inadvertently, and happened to look into the eyes of a female nun who had just arrived.

His heart skipped a beat, and he was in a daze for a moment. He showed a natural smile to the other party and nodded in greeting: "Fellow Taoist Mu, long time no see."

Mu Yinyin's appearance remained the same as before, exquisitely beautiful, graceful and gentle. She bowed slightly to him and said, "Fellow Daoist Liu, I haven't seen you for many years."

Her eyes moved and looked at the Xianding Peak in the distance: "Has it been a long time since fellow Taoist came?"

"I've been here for a long time." Liu Qinghuan also looked in the same direction: "This mountain has been erupting and has never stopped. Well... there were many people here before, but now a lot of people have left. Taoist friend Mu is from Where are you coming from?"

Mu Yinyin smiled lightly and said: "Our sect is only half a month away from here, but I happened to be nearby. When I heard the loud noise, I realized it was in the direction of Xianding Peak and rushed over."

"Huh? Is there a story in this?"

"It makes sense that Fellow Daoist Liu doesn't know." Mu Yinyin said: "The legend of Xianding Peak only exists in the nearby area. It is said that every time Xianding Peak erupts, a fairy palace will float with the molten rock. If it comes out, it will slowly sink again after a while.”

Liu Qinghuan was amazed. He opened his eyes wide and tried to find the shadow of the Immortal Palace from the red tripod-shaped mountain pass: "I don't think I saw it."

Mu Yinyin smiled: "This is just a legend, it may not be true."

After thinking for a while, he said: "But whether it is true or not, we will find out later. Xianding Peak has been silent for a long time and has not erupted for probably thousands of years."

Only then did Liu Qinghuan understand why the two golden elixir monks were not leaving.

The two of them were chatting, just like friends who had not seen each other for many years and were not very familiar with each other. They seemed polite and courteous.

During this period, there were two more major eruptions at Xianding Peak. There were many monks coming and going, but not many stayed. Some left after just one look, and some left after waiting for a long time and found that there was nothing to see.

Mu Yinyin is like a piece of warm jade, with a clear appearance but a cold jade texture.

Liu Qinghuan is no longer the young boy he used to be. He blushes whenever he sees her. He was calm and composed, sometimes speaking to the other party, but more often than not he remained silent.

"Hey, so many people are waiting here." A bright red light came closer from a distance, and in an instant it arrived in front of the two golden elixir monks. A teasing laugh came from the red light: "The one named Chang, the one named He , I didn’t expect you to be so boring.”

The old man among the two Jindan monks sat still and said coldly: "Isn't the poisonous lady just as boring? What if your eighth husband hadn't died again, so you had time to come here?"

A charming female cultivator walked out of the red light. When she heard this, she cast her charming eyes, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It's almost over. Mr. He, do you want to be the ninth one? Don't worry, when that damn ghost gets his pigtails raised, my You can come to the door as you wish."

"Hmph, I can't stand this poisonous widow like you!"

The poisonous lady didn't care about the other party's rude words. Her flying magic weapon is like a roofless sedan chair. At this time, she has her hands on the side, her fingers are twirling a strand of hair, and her eyes are as charming as silk: "A widow is better than a dead ghost, brother Chang, don't you think so?"

The monk surnamed Chang was smiling all over his face, his eyes swept over her half-exposed breasts unscrupulously, and he nodded: "Very much so."

On the other side, Mu Yinyin was briefly introducing the three golden elixir monks to Liu Qinghuan: "Although these three are all casual cultivators, they are relatively famous. The most powerful among them is the poisonous lady, who is said to be extremely ruthless. , married seven times, and all seven husbands died in her hands..."

The two of them used sound transmission, so they were not afraid of being heard when they spoke.

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Are they demon cultivators?"

"For casual cultivators, there is not much difference between demonic cultivators and Taoist cultivators." Mu Yinyin said: "Because without a sect, you have to rely on yourself for everything, so most casual cultivators do whatever it takes..."

While the two were talking, they heard Xianding Peak begin to erupt again, causing the earth to tremble and rumble.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to see a cornice in the blazing fire.