Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan searched the entire painting, but could not find any trace of the Taoist.

He had hung the landscape painting in his meditation room all year round, but he didn't pay much attention to it, so he didn't even know when the Taoist disappeared.

Such strange things only surprised him, because he had already known that this painting was unusual. At first, this landscape painting was placed together with the three-legged Qingluan lamp. It fascinated him once when he first saw it, and later it was able to absorb the free spiritual energy.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes slid down from the pavilion on the top of the green mountain, along the white stone path in the mountain, to a small wooden bridge spanning a stream that surrounded the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves beside the stream seemed to be swaying gently in the wind, and the stream was gurgling.

Liu Qinghuan raised his head and found that he was standing on the side of the wooden bridge. His quiet room was still in front of him, and the scenery was clearly the green mountain.

He actually entered the landscape painting without knowing it!

Looking behind me, I saw that it was probably out of the scope of the landscape map, the fog blocked the road, and the scenery in the distance was nothingness.

Liu Qinghuan chuckled twice, this was quite interesting.

He lifted his feet and walked onto the wooden bridge.

There was a clear creaking sound underfoot, the green paint on the wooden bridge was mottled, and the cool water vapor hit my face. Everything seemed so real.

They come, the security. Liu Qinghuan was not worried at all. He thought about the changes in the landscape map, climbed up the steps, and slowly walked to the top of the mountain.

Along the way, he did not forget to look at the green woods. There were various types of trees, the most common ones being pine trees, but they were just ordinary trees. He squatted down and picked up the soil to check.

The soil is soft and contains a touch of aura.

The mountain was not high, so Liu Qinghuan quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and reached the pavilion.

The pavilion was paved with clean wooden boards, with two futons placed on it, and a low table in the middle. On the table, a chess game was halfway played.

A sharp light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and there was still a little tea left in the teacup that was set aside.

"Haha, since fellow Taoist is here, why don't you settle this game with me?"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly turned around and saw a Taoist in white walking slowly carrying a tray. On the tray were a celadon teapot and a cup similar to the one in the pavilion.

In the past, this Taoist was sitting sideways in the pavilion, and his appearance was unclear. This was the first time Liu Qinghuan saw his appearance clearly from the front. He was thin, with long eyebrows and high cheekbones. He was nearly middle-aged. He was wearing a white Taoist robe that was wide and elegant. A bit of an immortal spirit.

Liu Qinghuan held up his hands as a gift and asked, "I wonder who your friend is and where is this place?"

The Taoist in white was inconvenient to hold the tray in his hand, so he just nodded in return: "I am just a remnant soul, just call me Xun Weng. This place is naturally the Songxi Cave Heaven Map."

Liu Qinghuan paused as she walked towards the pavilion, feeling extremely shocked: "Dongtian?"

The white-clothed Taoist who called himself Xun Weng smiled and said: "Yes, although it is small, this place was originally a small cave. But later it was mostly destroyed and the spiritual energy was exhausted, so it was sealed in a painting. . Alas, this is the only mountain left.”

He sat down at the chess table, placed the teapot on the small table next to him, and poured the steaming green tea into the cup: "Please!"

Liu Qinghuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea was bright green and had a fresh and mellow taste. It had a light pine aroma, but the quality was very ordinary.

"This pine needle tea is collected from the green pines in the mountains. Although it is common, it is extremely rare here." Xun Weng said softly: "Many years have passed. I have been sleeping for so long that I can no longer distinguish the years. "Yue, it is extremely rare for this barren cave to be restored to its current state."

Liu Qinghuan had many questions to ask in his mind. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Senior, did you just wake up too?"

Xun Weng looked up at him, his eyes full of smiles: "Yes, I have to thank you. If you hadn't woken me up when you appeared, I would still be unaware now. Speaking of which, although you are a stranger to me, But I know you quite well because I have been watching you for decades."

Liu Qinghuan was shocked and slowly put down the tea cup: "So, senior put me in the painting on purpose?"

"Hahaha, you don't have to be so guarded." Xun Weng laughed and said, "I'm just a remnant soul, and I can't produce this painting, so your little secrets won't be leaked."

"As for letting you into the painting." He said with great interest: "Of course it's because your cultivation level is almost enough, and I am about to dissipate. I have observed you for a long time, and your character is pretty good, so I have no regrets in leaving this Songxi Cave Sky Map to you."

This person took his own life and death very lightly, and talked about it in one word, as if it was just a common thing.

Liu Qinghuan slowly relaxed his tense body: "Senior, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Xun Weng said calmly: "My remnant soul has been holding on for so long, and I should have died in the battle with the foreigners. Back then, the Tianfeng Realm broke through the interface and fought, and my Dharma Body died in the battle, leaving only one The remnant soul was rescued by my friend and placed in the Songxi Cave Sky Map. But my friend never came back, so he must have been poisoned. By the way, what time is it outside now?"

Liu Qinghuan's mood was extremely complicated and he said: "Senior, it has been 150,000 years since the last sealing war."

Xun Weng was stunned and sighed: "Has it taken so long? I slept for so long..."

Seeing that he seemed a little depressed, Liu Qinghuan slowly talked about the past 150,000 years. Xun Weng smiled happily after hearing that Yun Mengze had finally won the battle in the Sealed War, but he fell silent again when he heard that the interface from the first level had been reduced to the sixth level.

When he heard that Taizun Dayan had calculated that the second world sealing war would come in one or two hundred years, his expression became extremely solemn.

"Our interface is so troubled..." He murmured to himself, and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that I would have to go through two sealing wars. So, I can't die now! Two hundred years? I don’t know if I can sustain it until then…”

Liu Qinghuan sat upright. Thinking of this person's experience, he couldn't help but feel energetic. He asked, "Senior, why don't you tell me about the last sealing war? Although there are records in ancient books, they are very incomplete now."

"There's no rush." ​​Xun Weng tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a long time before saying, "I want to think about some things again and talk to you in detail later. When I meet you today, I want to talk to you. Farewell, my remnant soul can't last much longer, but now that I know that another border war is coming, I have to use my last bit of strength."

He stood up and asked Liu Qinghuan to follow, and the two of them climbed down the steps.

"Originally I wanted to play chess with you, but it seems I can't do it today. In order to delay it longer, I will fall asleep again soon. When the sealing war is about to begin, you can wake me up again. Before that, I have to teach you You can use the magic formula to enter this map. In addition, you can transplant more spiritual grass and spiritual trees into this place to increase the spiritual energy in the cave..."

Xun Weng explained as he walked, obviously in a hurry. Liu Qinghuan responded one by one and followed closely behind him, not daring to ask any more questions.

Speaking of which, he recently met two remnant souls, one was Qingluan and the other was Xunweng. But Qingluan is an immortal phoenix. As long as it returns to its main soul, it will be fine. But if Xunweng dissipates, it will be real death.

They quickly descended to the middle of the mountain. Xun Weng led Zou away from the trail up the mountain and passed through a pine forest. Several huts were built in the clearing in the forest.