Eternal Tranquility

As Liu Qinghuan walked down the mountain, his eyes turned to Qianye Mountain in the distance.

More than twenty years have passed since he entered Thousand Miles Departure. In these years, not only city walls and towers have been built on the plain in front of Yandang Fort, but the market town at the foot of the mountain has become more presentable, and most of the space cracks in Qianye Mountain have been closed.

Except for the crack in the sky that looks like an eye. Compared to the past, the crack is torn larger now, as if a slightly squinted eye has finally opened and become round. From time to time, the rays of light spread and disappear. It is a strange scene caused by the continuous collapse of space, which looks strange and unknown. .

Liu Qinghuan frowned and walked through the crowd to the street where the headquarters of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance was located.

But before they arrived, they were blocked by the excitement ahead.

I saw a series of main halls lined up, with a sign in front of each hall, and the crowds of people watching blocked the road. A small high platform was erected on the street, and the Qi Practitioner standing on it was shouting:

"...it is necessary to go to the Panshi Palace to record the jade pendant. The battle merit reward will be a replica of the cleanup of the Qushang Swamp. For specific details, please see the notice next to it. In addition, monks who are good at defensive techniques should report to Hall No. 1. Those who are good at large-scale spells Those who are good at alchemy, weapon refining, and miscellaneous knowledge can go to Hall No. 3. There are also jobs such as building city walls and arranging formations. You can go to Jiyue Hall to inquire. Everything is calculated based on military merit. Points can be exchanged at the alliance headquarters. award……"

Most of the people listening below were various casual cultivators, gathering together and whispering, and many people were running to the nearby halls.

"Huang Eryaozi, how are you getting the news? Is the magic circle in Yandang Castle that is sent to other places really closed?"

Liu Qinghuan paused and glanced at two Foundation Establishment cultivators who were leaning on the corner of the street and chatting in low voices.

One of the middle-aged monks with a long face and small eyes snorted: "Liu Daguai, are you looking for a slap in the face?! We are also foundation-building monks now. Can you forget the shameful name back then!"

Another casual cultivator laughed dryly: "Come on, don't worry about this now, we are almost dead! Answer my question quickly!"

Huang Eryaozi said with a sad face: "I also knew that the critical moment was coming, but those magic circles were really closed, and we couldn't leave... If I had known that those bastards from outside the boundary would attack so quickly, we brothers would really You shouldn't have stayed in Yandang Castle for so long. Now that you have passed the teleportation circle, you can't even run away!"

"It's not you! You were just making a living in Haoyuan City, but you had to come to the Eastern Wasteland to find an opportunity. There aren't many opportunities now, and you've encountered such a life-threatening thing! This is not the same as the demon who cleaned up the Qushang Swamp back then. Beasts are different, this time they really have to go to the battlefield to fight with people, brother, you have done a lot of harm to me!"

"Blame me?" Huang Eryaozi said with a cross-eyed look: "If you don't change your mind, will you follow? Let me tell you, in a field like this, the only thing you can do is survive. If you go get a plaque that records your military exploits, you might be able to exchange it. Order something good.”

Liu Daguaizi sighed: "Brother, you really want money rather than life..."

"He, who doesn't know my name, Huang Eryaozi! I can't say that I can't fight alone, but I can steal some chickens and touch some dogs!"

"If you say you're fat, you'll gasp!"

"Just be content! We casual cultivators still have a choice. If it doesn't work, just run on our feet. I heard that many of the cultivators who join the sect are assigned to the first city wall, my mother! That's the real thing. The blade of his knife is bleeding, and his life is tied to his waistband."

The two of them chatted incessantly while squeezing into the crowd. They had no idea that this conversation had fallen into the ears of a golden elixir monk.

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly, bypassed the bustle, and entered the headquarters of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance from the side. After explaining his purpose, he was led into a main hall.

The doors and windows of the main hall were closed tightly, and a layer of light shield blocked all exits, so nothing could be seen inside.

The person who brought him in led him into the courtyard: "Please wait here for a moment. Senior Mingyangzi is discussing important matters with various sects in the hall. No one is allowed to disturb him."

Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky and said thank you.

"Qing Huan!"

Liu Qinghuan looked up and saw about ten people standing scattered in the courtyard. A young man with handsome eyebrows and slender eyes separated from the crowd and came forward.

He said happily: "Yunzheng, when did you come back?"

"I came back early." Yun Zheng looked him up and down: "Hey, I heard that you entered your sect's Thousand Departures and how many years have you been locked up in there?"

Liu Qinghuan walked aside, and the two of them walked to a corner of the courtyard and smiled: "About one or two hundred, three or four hundred years?"

Yun Zheng curled his lips and said: "Only a fool like you can endure loneliness. Hey, are you here to wait for your master?"

"Yes, you are also waiting for your master." Liu Qinghuan said, leaning over to gesture to the main hall: "How was the conversation next door?"

"What else can there be? There was a lot of noise before, so I hid out because I was tired of it." Yun Zheng said with some disdain: "Now that there are more forces, everyone wants to make their own voice heard. Various sects, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, etc. Although our four major sects in Yayi Island and Sao Feng Continent are powerful, we can't always suppress people. Whether it's useful or not is one thing, but we can't let people stop talking. "

Liu Qinghuan frowned and said, "But we still make noise behind closed doors at this time..."

At this time, several people suddenly walked in outside the courtyard and walked straight to the main hall covered with dust.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised to find that the first person in front of him was Di Rou's father Yan Jing.

Yan Jing was still covered in thick fur, with a pale and sickly face. His eyes quickly scanned the courtyard. When he saw Liu Qinghuan, he stopped and nodded lightly before continuing to move forward.

Several people arrived at the main door of the main hall. The protective white light rippled, and soon a light hole was opened, and a majestic voice came from inside: "Quiet!"

Yan Jing quickly walked in with his people, and the light hole disappeared immediately.

Yun Zheng bumped him with his elbow: "Who is that person?"

Liu Qinghuan softly briefly explained the process of getting to know Yan Jing, and then guessed: "This person has been leading the resistance against the beast tide in Jade Dragon City for many years. He is very resourceful and strategizing. He is very powerful. I am afraid he was invited back to take charge."

Yunzheng quickly lost interest in Yan Jing: "Let me ask, what is the mission you received?"

Liu Qinghuan said softly: "Qianye Mountain Tianhen Peak, I have seen my master and rushed there."

"What!" Yun Zheng stood up straight suddenly, and when he saw someone around him looking over, he hurriedly lowered his voice and said angrily: "You Wenshi Sect are too cruel, they actually arranged you directly under the crack in space!"

Liu Qinghuan said: "Someone has to go. What about you?"

Yun Zheng said with a dark face: "We don't know yet. We will wait until my master comes out."

Liu Qinghuan changed the subject: "Stop talking about this. I haven't asked you about your trip to Sao Feng Continent yet. What's going on there now?"

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a lot to say. They sat in a corner and talked about their farewells.

After waiting for more than an hour, seeing that it was getting dark, the door of the main hall opened again, and Liu Qinghuan finally saw Mingyangzi.

Mingyangzi took him into the side hall and sat down with a tired face. After a while, he said, "Qing Huan, do you blame me for being the master?"

Liu Qinghuan was squeezing his shoulders and patting his back for him. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood and said: "Master, if you say this again, I will tell the second senior brother later!"

Mingyangzi laughed happily and waved his hand: "Stop beating me. If you beat me again, I will break my old bones into pieces!"

He patted the hand on his shoulder and asked Liu Qinghuan to sit next to him: "Good boy! Your senior brother went to Sao Feng a few days ago, and the second senior brother has already gone to Tianhen Peak. You will be with him then. ?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "I understand Master."

Ming Yangzi nodded and turned his hand: "Master asked you to stand in the most dangerous place, but you are still reluctant to let the disciple I brought up lose his life for no reason. This magic weapon can save your life in a crisis!"