Eternal Tranquility

The timing of Qu Yunhe's departure was just right, because starting from the second day, monks from the Yin Yue Blood Realm appeared outside the valley one by one, and each of them had a cultivation level of Golden Core or above.

"Another Nascent Soul came today?" Liu Qinghuan flew to Wang Feng in mid-air and asked.

Wang Feng stared outside intently, his face gloomy as if a storm was about to happen: "Yes, there are already two Nascent Souls and five Golden Pills outside now."

"Has the Nascent Soul that appeared before still not come back?"

"No."

Both of them were silent for a moment, and Liu Qinghuan said: "It seems that there will be people arriving one after another in the future. But this is good, the longer they gather, the more time they will leave for us. The reinforcements sent by the alliance will The day should be coming soon.”

Wang Feng's expression did not improve, and he snorted coldly: "I'm afraid these people can't wait for that day. The Nascent Soul monk who came today ran outside the formation and took a walk as soon as he arrived."

The people in the valley have been in a state of flux these past two days, especially when high-level monks from other worlds continue to appear. The atmosphere in the valley is as solemn as solidified syrup.

When Qu Yunhe disappeared before, Liu Qinghuan ignored it on the grounds that he had important things to do. Although Wang Feng had doubts, he had too many things to consider, and he didn't even care about the disappearance of the foundation-building monks.

Liu Qinghuan looked towards a dense forest in the distance, where the alien monks had set up a covering array. But knowing the enemy's location, they couldn't do anything.

There was a Nascent Soul cultivator on the other side, so Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to use the grafting technique to sneak in and peek. In addition, his injuries were not fully healed, so he was not ready to take any more risks.

It's just that they are silent here, and they don't respond at all to occasional provocations. I don't know what the other party thinks.

Just as Liu and Wang were watching the movements of the monks from another world, a fierce debate was going on in the dense forest.

"If you ask me, why wait for that old man Qihuang, we can just go up and do it!" The hair of the Nascent Soul monk who just arrived today exploded in all directions, and his big copper bell-like eyes were full of ferocity: "They haven't even dared to fart loudly for so many days in that magic circle, which shows that their defense is empty. There must not be many people there at all. If we go in now, we can occupy this spiritual mine without any effort! Hey, are you really sure about this? Is it a spiritual mine?"

Another Nascent Soul cultivator, with long green ink-like hair, sat elegantly on a large and exquisite table and drank tea slowly. His hand holding the white tea cup was covered with coquettish lavender lines. , looks extremely strange.

He first blew on the floating powder on the tea leaves, and then said calmly: "Two days ago, I dived underground to confirm that although the entire spiritual vein was covered by the formation, the earth and stone near the spiritual vein were much harder than elsewhere, and contained There is a touch of spiritual energy. If you don’t believe it, you can just go and investigate for yourself.”

At this time, he raised his lowered eyes, and an evil purple light flashed in his eyes, as fast as if it was an illusion: "As for the situation in the formation, it is indeed possible as you said, but it is not possible. Rule out that the other party is lurking to lure us."

The monk with shaggy hair and beard made a snort of disapproval. He sat elegantly on a stone chair, his eyes turned on the other party's teacup and cup, and said with contempt: "Long Yangzi, you You can show off your elegant demeanor wherever you go. Do you still want us to scatter flowers for you?"

The five Golden Core cultivators stood in a corner with their hands and feet tied up, glancing at the two Nascent Soul cultivators secretly from time to time, not daring to make any sound.

Long Yangzi only slightly raised his lips and smiled, suddenly filled with all kinds of amorous feelings. His long and narrow phoenix eyes slid seductively across the strong and burly body of the person opposite him from top to bottom, causing the other person to shudder violently. Then he suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice: "Brother Huang Guan, if you want to spread flowers on me, it is really my honor. But you are too rough and not to my taste, so I might as well spare you. In addition, if you want Go explore the other party’s background and just take care of yourself.”

He looked at the five golden elixir monks and said, "If any of you want to go, please feel free to do so."

Huang Guan looked happy, but he couldn't believe it when he thought about this person's behavior: "Is this true?"

"It's true."

"Okay!" Huang Guan jumped up and said with enthusiasm: "You guys, come with me to test each other!"

Not all of the Jindan cultivators wanted to go. Two of them looked at Long Yangzi hesitantly, but closed their mouths tightly under the eagerness of others and followed Huang Guan.

Long Yangzi said calmly behind them: "Brother Huang Guan, Brother Yun Ya sent a message saying that he will be back in a few days."

The person walking out just replied nonchalantly: "Then I have to hurry up, lest the old man comes back to fight for things with me. I haven't found anything good in this shabby interface for more than half a year, and today I am going to have some fun. I can't. Let’s make an agreement first, whoever grabs the stuff gets it first, and I won’t let you take any advantage of it.”

Long Yangzi took a sip of tea without moving. When he heard this, he smiled sarcastically and said, "Haha, I think the tea here is better than the one we have over there."

…

The conversation was divided into two parts. Liu Qinghuan and Wang Feng only exchanged a few words at the beginning. After that, they had nothing to say and just looked outside in silence.

The two of them were not the same person, and Wang Feng was filled with anger and suspicion after he entered the underground spiritual veins a few days ago and could not detect the existence of the soul.

He did not believe that Liu Qinghuan, whose cultivation level was lower than his own, could capture Pulse Soul, so he could only guess that Pulse Soul was hiding. After all, the spiritual vein is not big, but it is not small either. If the pulse soul really doesn't want others to find it, it will indeed be impossible to detect it with his cultivation.

However, the seeds of doubt have been sown, so that when the two of them stand together, they are just at odds with each other and have secret resentment.

If the situation hadn't been dark and unclear at this time, he would have broken up with the other party and had a good fight!

Just as he was deep in thought, Liu Qinghuan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Someone came out from the other side!"

Wang Feng was startled and looked up, and saw that the Nascent Soul cultivator who had just arrived today appeared in the dense forest in the distance with five golden elixir cultivators, flying quickly towards this direction in a swaggering manner.

Wang Feng was a little panicked and asked, "What should I do?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the formation disk in his hand and said, "If they come close, put them all into the formation and then separate them. Especially the Nascent Soul monk, they must be far apart."

"Um?"

Liu Qinghuan changed the topic: "Brother Wang, how are you recovering from your injury?"

Wang Feng's eyes flashed and he hesitated: "But there hasn't been much improvement."

"Okay, you stay outside and give me the formation plate later." Liu Qinghuan flashed a purple sword light in his hand, and Jingwei sword floated to his side, saying: "Being passively beaten will only make the opponent more arrogant. , I will enter the battle and kill as many as I can!"