Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan quickly scanned the people in this small valley. There were more than 20 golden elixirs, all monks in the middle stage and above, and they were present in every peak.

Everyone agreed that something big had happened and flew out quickly without any delay. The wonders in the Shangqing Youxu Great Cave Heaven could no longer attract their attention. Worry, speculation, concentration and other expressions appeared on their faces, and no one was willing to speak.

Rushing to the exit of the Great Cave Sky as quickly as possible, passing through the underground stalagmite forest, Liu Qinghuan had already faintly heard the loud ringing of the bell. One after another, it seemed like there would never be a break.

Everyone's face turned a little pale.

"How many times have we been knocked? There have been more than ten times since we came out!"

"Is it the ninety-nine and eighty-one bells that will be rung only when the faction is likely to be destroyed?"

"Let's go, there's no point in guessing here."

Liu Qinghuan followed the crowd and flew to the front mountain. At this time, most of the caves in the back mountain had been opened. Protective arrays appeared on the mountains. The Smoke Lock Immortal Array at the other end of the demon sealing array had also been greatly opened. Yunqiao Gu Hanging in mid-air, two Jindan monks were rushing there.

"Senior Brother Li!" Someone in the group of monks who had just come out of the Qianzhong Departure shouted, and the two people in front of them turned around in response.

The caller rushed over and asked urgently: "Senior Brother Li, do you know what happened?"

When Brother Li saw this group of people, his face became even darker: "Even you have been summoned... we don't know! I was refining a magic weapon when the sect's jade tablet shook, and then the bell rang. . I stopped refining in a hurry, and when I came out, most people were already heading up the mountain. "

"Oh, how many times did the bell ring?"

Senior Brother Li said: "Thirty-eight...thirty-nine times."

As he spoke the clock rang again.

Someone whispered: "Could it be that the sealing war is about to begin?"

The flying crowd fell into dead silence for an instant.

A tense and depressing atmosphere enveloped everyone, and no one spoke anymore.

Liu Qinghuan glanced into the abyss under the Demon Sealing Formation. It was dark and there was no light...

Soon after passing the Cloud Bridge, everyone rushed directly to the Immortal Peak.

At this time, except for the constant sound of bells in the entire Wenshi sect, all the noise disappeared. Although there were many disciples flying across the peaks, no one spoke. Fear and uneasiness were evident on the faces of those young disciples, who were circling around like headless flies. After seeing their group of high-level monks, they seemed to have found a backbone and flew over and followed them.

Everyone is rushing to the Immortal Peak.

When Liu Qinghuan flew to the square in front of Taiyi Hall, many disciples had gathered here. The black sect costumes of Wenshi Sect were like black clouds, thick and dignified.

From time to time, the light of the teleportation array lit up in the side halls on both sides of the square, and the monks who were outside also rushed back.

They passed directly over these low-level disciples and landed in front of the wide open door of Taiyi Hall. Head Li Yaoqing was standing on the steps in front of the door.

He nodded slightly to this group of people and motioned for them to go to the side hall to wait.

As soon as Liu Qinghuan entered the side hall, he found that there were probably all the Jindan or above monks currently in the sect gathered inside. Including this group of people, there were fifty or sixty people in the hall at once.

He glanced around and saw many familiar figures in the crowd. For example, Bai Ningshuang was standing on the right side of the hall, with several Jindan monks from Lingxi Stream standing beside him, looking at their group. Seeing him looking over, she immediately turned her head back.

Liu Qinghuan had no time to pay attention to him. He quickly found Xuan Bo and walked over quickly: "Senior Brother Xuan."

Xuanbo was talking quietly to the people around him, and turned around: "Junior brother Liu, you are in the sect, come here quickly."

He met with the others, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Xuan, what happened?"

Xuanbo also whispered: "It is said that the spatial cracks above Qianye Mountain that were about to close suddenly opened again."

"That eye-shaped one? I remember that before I entered Qianzhong Departure, the crack didn't seem to shrink much."

Xuanbo asked: "Have you been in there for a long time?"

Liu Qinghuan calculated: "When it's changed to outside, I'm afraid it will be there in twenty years."

"That's it. About ten years ago, the space cracks in Qianye Mountain finally began to close. Now most of them have disappeared, and the largest one in the sky is also slowly closing. An hour ago, there was the one on the side of Yandang Castle. The doorman came back and said that the crack had been opened again. "

"Tear apart?"

"Yes." Xuanbo said seriously: "Someone saw a huge black claw protruding from the inside, tearing the crack open, so that the crack was even bigger than before."

Liu Qinghuan quickly asked: "Is there something coming?"

"Not yet. Several great monks, including Supreme Master Kongwu, Taoist Master Five Qi from the Shaoyang Sect, rushed over quickly. The big claw was seriously injured, and two fingers were cut off, and it was never stretched out again."

Liu Qinghuan shuddered thinking about that scene. Fortunately, they were prepared. If the space crack was torn open enough on the spot, someone from another world might have broken through!

Although they spoke in a low voice, there was no soundproof cover, so many people around heard their conversation. As a result, people who were not aware of the situation were in an uproar, and various discussions started.

A late-stage Jindan cultivator from Moxie Peak cupped his hand and said, "Junior Brother Xuan, do you know what kind of monster's claw it is?"

Xuanbo shook his head: "I don't know yet. But with those two claws, I should be able to know in the future. These things happened so fast, the sealing war is probably imminent!"

At this time, a female nun who was standing next to them and listening silently said: "Didn't you say there are still more than a hundred years? Even if it is not a hundred years, there should be several decades."

There was deep worry hidden in her voice, and she asked the same question to everyone in the room. But no one can answer this question, because the whole thing was only calculated through the magic of great supernatural powers.

Destiny is unpredictable, and what is measured may not be accurate.

An old voice said: "Decades are just a fleeting moment. It doesn't matter whether we have more or less time. We have been preparing for long enough. Now we just accept it calmly."

Liu Qinghuan turned around and found that it was the old man guarding the Chuan Gong Tower. What surprised him was that he couldn't see the old man's cultivation back then, but he still couldn't see it now after he advanced to the Golden Core level.

"Old Huang!"

"Uncle Huang."

A crowd of people bowed to him.

The old man was short in stature and walked through the crowd with a stooped back. He smiled and greeted the people around him.

Most of the people in this hall are similar to Liu Qinghuan. Ever since he entered the sect, it has been this old man guarding the Chuan Gong Tower, and he has been watching him since he was a child.

"Old man Huang, you're here." Another old man among the Nascent Soul monks sitting on the left scolded: "You live downstairs, and you're even slower than me!"

Mr. Huang was still smiling: "You stinky old man, you can't live much faster if you live upstairs."

Liu Qinghuan took a look and saw that this old man was the old man who guarded the Liangyi Palace. He had received the reward when he led the foundation construction.

These old guys from the Wenshi Sect have been huddled in a corner all year round, and now they are all gathered together.

But at this moment, the long and long bells that rang for many times finally stopped after eighty-one tones, and suddenly there was silence over the entire Taiyi Hall.

Everyone in the side hall walked out and stood on both sides of Li Yaoqing one by one, looking at all the disciples of the Wenshi sect gathered under the steps.

Liu Qinghuan stood next to Xuanbo, and the scene was so solemn that you could hear a pin drop.