Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan walked into the turret on the city wall. The people inside raised their heads and greeted him gently: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, you came a quarter of an hour early today."

"Fellow Daoist Mo." Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands and said, "It's not safe to stay in the house. It's better to come over and watch earlier."

He walked to the wooden table against the wall and sat down opposite. He looked through the hollow window in the direction of Qianye Mountain: "Is there anything unusual today?"

"It's still the same." Master Mo from Tianshu Academy also looked over there: "According to the news from the fellow Taoists monitoring from the front, many people from other worlds have sneaked over in the past two days, but they have not left the mountain."

Liu Qinghuan guessed: "It seems these people are planning something."

The two chatted about the situation for a while, and soon it was time to change values. Master Mo quickly said goodbye and left.

He was the only one left in the turret, but from the doorway with only a curtain, he could see people passing by often. Those were low-level monks who were stationed on the city wall.

Liu Qinghuan performed a Silence Technique to isolate all the noise outside, and then took out a yellow rag. Except for glancing at Qianye Mountain in the distance from time to time, he focused on the rag.

This piece of cloth was obtained from the alien monk who used the bloody sand field. In addition to this, he also received a Najie and a conch.

There are not many things in the Na Ring. Apart from some materials and spiritual stones, there are only a few extremely evil magic weapons. But the conch contained a kind of cold liquid, and ice-blue flames emerged with a slight shake, which looked extremely strange.

This kind of spiritual water was something Liu Qinghuan had never seen in Yunmengze, so it was not yet clear what it was.

What attracted his attention the most was this yellow rag, which was covered with twists and turns and intermittent cracks, which were very similar to the two things on his body.

He took out a jade talisman and a half-ruined animal skin and placed them next to the yellow cloth.

These two things, one was obtained from Yu Wenqing of Tiandao Mountain, and the other was given by the Sixth Prince of Song Dynasty out of gratitude for his help. Because he could not find out the mystery and secret in it, he left it in Na. Ring almost forgotten in the corner.

Now when three things are placed in front of you at the same time, you will find that apart from their different materials, the cracks on them are very similar.

Writing, the only thing Liu Qinghuan can be sure of now is that the cracks on these three things are some kind of unknown writing.

He had previously discussed with Ming Yangzi the text Zhengxian style used by Yun Mengze, and then he got this piece of yellow cloth and thought of this possibility.

After studying for several days, through comparison, he found some similarities among the completely unknown cracks, as if they were the same words. In addition, at the end of each crack, there are exactly the same lines that are drawn diagonally downward and then slightly upward.

Therefore, a few days ago, he took the time to return to the sect to search for relevant classics.

It's just that this aspect seems to have been ignored. There are very few clues that can be found in the huge transfer building, and the only ones are some vague inferences or guesses.

The Zhengxian Body has been used by their interface for tens of thousands of years. Everyone is using it, but no one pays attention to and studies things that are too common.

Finally, he found a thin book page on the third floor of the Chuan Gong Building, which was only open to Jindan and above monks. It vaguely listed the texts that had existed in Yunmengze through the ages, and there was a paragraph in the middle that mentioned other interfaces. Text.

However, there are no such cracks that resemble natural lines, and the cracks on jade charms, animal skins, and yellow skins are also different, indicating that the contents recorded in them are also different.

Liu Qinghuan has been studying these three things for several days, and has almost engraved every crack on them in his mind, but still has not made any progress.

Since he couldn't figure out what those irregular dotted lines represented, he could only start from other aspects.

The materials of the three things are completely different, but they are not precious materials. Take the jade talisman as an example, it is not even a spiritual jade, it is just an ordinary jade.

And because of this, he input spiritual power into it without getting any response. He also tried to cut off a corner, but found that even the sword of life and death could not cut through the rag that looked like it could be broken by rubbing it, and the spells naturally had no effect. Even the true fire of Samadhi cannot be destroyed.

Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to use Qinglian Karma Fire, he didn't want to really destroy them.

From this, it can be concluded that it is not because of the materials that make these three items indestructible by most means, but because of the cracks on them that make ordinary jade, animal skins and cloth unusual.

So what kind of words have such mysterious power to make these ordinary materials almost immortal?

Liu Qinghuan was meditating on the three things and didn't notice the footsteps outside the curtained door.

It wasn't until he glanced out of the window out of habit that he suddenly noticed the huge changes on Qianye Mountain in the distance!

He stood up abruptly, and the chair behind him tipped over to the ground under such great force that he didn't notice it. He quickly put away the three things on the table with a wave of his hand and walked out of the turret quickly.

There were many monks stationed on one side of the city wall, all pointing excitedly in the direction of Qianye Mountain.

"Wow, there's a fight!"

"What a huge eagle! I just saw it with my own eyes coming through the crack in space."

"They look about the same size as Pan Chi. Who do you think will win?"

Liu Qinghuan was speechless to these low-level monks who could not distinguish the situation. He said with a dark face: "What are you doing! The other world may attack at any time. Everyone should return to their posts immediately and be ready to fight at any time!"

After he shouted, these people dispersed in confusion. Liu Qinghuan flew up into the air and looked at the eagle-dragon battle in the distance.

The giant eagle kept swooping down, using its long sharp beak and talons to grab the chained Chi, which was extremely ferocious.

Panchi is naturally not to be outdone. It is a kind of dragon after all. Although it looks more like a long snake due to the thickness of its blood, its power is not inferior to that of the giant eagle, and it is even more cunning and ferocious.

After being limited in the head-to-head battle, it simply dived into the abyss and used the mountain to swim flexibly. The dragon's tail, which was no problem slapping mountains and rocks, took advantage of the giant eagle to fly down and beat it hard.

The two were fighting fiercely, with sharp chirps and furious dragon roars constantly sounding, and eagle feathers and dragon scales flying together.

In this level of battle between divine beasts, no one dares to intervene, but everyone has their own battlefield.

Countless cultivators from other worlds emerged from the whirlpool black hole. In order to avoid being cleared by a bolt of lightning, as soon as they flew out, they avoided the dragon-eagle fight in the center and scattered.

The three gates on the first city wall have been widely opened, and groups of monks have lined up, just waiting for the order to rush out of the city.