Eternal Tranquility

When Xun Weng saw Liu Qinghuan, his expression relaxed and his lips moved a few times, as if he was speaking. But because he was in the painting, the sound did not come out.

The next moment, he walked out of the painting and stood beside Liu Qinghuan.

Compared with before, Xun Weng's soul seemed to be much lighter. His whole body was as thin as a shadow, floating back and forth unsteadily with the wind, as if it was about to dissipate in the wind.

Liu Qinghuan was horrified. She stepped forward to hold him, but she passed directly through his arm and said hurriedly: "Weng Xun, are you okay?"

Xun Weng smiled at him reassuringly: "It's okay, I can still hold on for a while."

He turned his head and looked at the swamp in the distance that was filled with various overflowing colors and twisted space fluctuations. A trace of sadness and recollection flashed across his face: "I didn't expect that I would have to experience two sealing wars in my life. ...Is this interface of ours really a fragment separated from the great world of Wanhu?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes widened instantly. What did he just hear? !

"Wan, Wan... Mansion? Fu?" He asked in a surprised voice in a low voice, "Great Realm?"

Xun Weng quickly put away his blank expression, with a firm and sharp light shining in his eyes. He looked back at him, but did not answer his question. Instead, he turned to the Supreme Lord Dayan next to him, and his eyes shrank slightly!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't think anymore and quickly introduced him: "This is the ancestor of our Wenshi sect's transformation of gods, Taoist Dayan."

"Dayan..." Xun Weng chewed on these two words, frowned slightly, and a look of thinking flashed on his face.

Liu Qinghuan looked to the other side: "Tai Zun, this is..."

He hesitated slightly and found that the other party only asked him to call him Xun Weng, but did not know his other origins. The first time they met, it seemed so rushed, and for various reasons, the two didn't even say much about personal things.

"Xunzi Qi." Xun Weng said, bowing his hands and saying: "My real name is Xunziqi, and my Taoist name is Kong Zhenzi. I was born in the 473rd year of Tianyuan. My highest level of cultivation during my lifetime was in the late Yuanying period. During the first world sealing war The Dharmakaya was destroyed, leaving only a residual soul. After being rescued by a friend, he was kept in the jade coffin of the ten-thousand-year mysterious soul until this day."

Liu Qinghuan was secretly surprised. As long as there were blank characters in the Taoist names, they were mostly related to space.

Grand Master Dayan had been looking at the swamp in the distance with a calm expression before, but now he finally felt a little moved. This is an ancient practice tens of thousands of years ago, spanning the long river of time, it is incredible that it has survived until now.

"No need to be polite." Tai Zun nodded to him, raised his palm and touched it gently.

Then he saw a ray of yellow light penetrate into Xun Weng's translucent body, and the remaining soul that had been floating in the air immediately solidified, and even the blurred facial features became much clearer.

Xun Weng raised his arms in surprise, his eyes filled with joy: "This..."

Just listen to Tai Zun Dayan say calmly: "It can only keep your soul body for a little longer, but it can't help you resurrect, so if you have something to say, you'd better hurry up."

He looked at the swamp again: "Besides, we don't have much time. I can only give you a quarter of an hour."

Xun Weng sighed, thanked him respectfully and gratefully, and then said: "I do have something to say. Originally, this should have been completed during the last sealing war, but at that time, on my way back, I I died in vain at the hands of people from the Tianfeng Realm. Although I was rescued with a remnant of my soul, I slept for many years. When I woke up, my friends were gone, the war was over, and I was trapped in a closed cave again. "

He was silent for a moment with emotion, and said sternly: "Back then, I traveled across mountains and rivers, looking for traces of the ancient power, and read through the classics, and finally mastered how to trace the exact location of the opponent's interface through space fluctuations."

Liu Qinghuan felt that he had received too many shocks and shocks today, so he calmed down at this time.

Grand Master Dayan looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, and as expected, said nothing else, except two words: "Very good."

Xun Weng continued: "Who would have thought that I could survive for so many years from the first world sealing war to the second time. Maybe God left me this little life just so that the technique of tracing the origin of space can be passed down. But , It’s really hard to explain this in just a few words, so please ask the great monk to use the Soul Searching Technique directly.”

Liu Qinghuan swallowed the exclamation that rushed into his throat, and saw Taizun Dayan's eyes showing deep meaning, looking at Xun Weng and saying: "You should know that your soul power is now exhausted. If you are subjected to the Soul Searching Technique, There is only one outcome, and that is to lose your soul immediately.”

Xun Weng flipped his sleeves casually, and his Taoist robe spread out in the wind, saying: "What the great monk said is absolutely true. It's just a matter of a moment earlier and a moment later. I was already dead, and death is just another round of rebirth." Start."

At this time, the swamp in the distance suddenly shook violently, and the dirty muddy water surged up, bringing with it broken dead branches and leaves, as well as an unpleasant rotten and muddy smell. And those gorgeous strange lights suddenly flew in all directions like flowing flames.

Liu Qinghuan took a step back in fear, only to find that when it approached them, the large swaths of radiant light were blocked three feet away, and then passed by an invisible round cover.

The corners of Taizun Dayan's clothes fluttered a bit, and he stood in front of him with his hands behind his hands. His body was like an indestructible mountain!

Liu Qinghuan was blinded by the brilliant rays of light. When he looked again after the impact subsided, he found that after the violent explosion, the spatial fluctuations in the swamp had surprisingly calmed down a lot, as if they had been suppressed. The scope is also fixed to a region.

On the other side of the swamp, an old man in gray clothes sat on the top of a hill. He was making secrets with his left hand and holding a whisk in his right hand. When he swung it, he could clearly see terrifying black ripples around it.

He was sending rays of gray-white light into the center of the swamp. Each time he shot out a ray of light, those rays of light were dispersed, and the space cracks that had been forcibly torn open seemed to be forcibly sealed.

Tai Zun Dayan and the old man looked at each other from afar, and the other party nodded lightly.

Tai Zun turned around and said: "In that case, Xun Ziqi, let's start immediately." He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Or maybe you need to say the last two words to me, a junior?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at Xun Weng nervously and at a loss, and saw him wink at him, with a teasing smile on his lips, and said: "Your descendant is a person with deep blessings, and his future is unpredictable. If it weren't for him Dig this old man out of the dust, and I can only hold on to my regrets and dissipate."

Xun Weng raised his illusory hand and patted his shoulder, turned around and said firmly: "We don't have much time, please ask the great monk to start."

But Grand Master Dayan said to Liu Qinghuan: "Take your painting back, you are not able to participate in the next thing."

"Oh." Liu Qinghuan quickly took the Songxi Cave Heaven Diagram that had been floating in front of him back to his dantian, and then he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he had been sent back to the outside of the Eagle's Nest City's defensive formation.

When he turned around, the swamp seemed to be on the horizon, and the figures of Tai Zun and Xun Weng were blocked by the mountains and trees in the middle.

Thinking of Xun Weng facing death calmly, he couldn't help but feel various emotions.

"Junior Brother Liu?" A call suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and saw a burly young man with a dark face and a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Golden Core, looking at him in surprise.

Liu Qinghuan recalled the familiar face and said uncertainly: "Senior Brother Bai?"

The burly young man Bai Fengming showed an honest smile and flew over excitedly: "Hey, I said I wouldn't admit my mistake. It's really you, Junior Brother Liu! Your appearance has hardly changed."

Liu Qinghuan suddenly heard that there was an attack from another world. He was so shocked that he left his residence immediately, so he completely forgot to change his appearance.

He couldn't hide his smile and went up to meet him, saying: "Senior Brother Bai, you have become a lot taller and stronger. If you weren't still as black as before, I wouldn't dare to recognize you. However, you have said that you haven't seen me for so many years." Change it, haha.”

Bai Fengming also laughed loudly. He was no longer the little black fat man back then. He was similar in height to Liu Qinghuan, but more muscular. His demeanor was calm and honest, hiding his agility and shrewdness, and because he had been torn apart by beasts and battlefields for many years. Killing adds to the vicissitudes of life.

He smiled and said: "Actually, I have changed it. Just seeing you suddenly brought me back to our childhood."

They were young friends. They started practicing together and practiced together, but later they separated due to their respective circumstances. Who would have thought that more than a hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye. Although there was contact in the middle, after all, it was not as face-to-face as now.

Liu Qinghuan said: "Senior Brother Bai, when did you come back from Jade Dragon City? The last time I passed by Jade Dragon City, you happened to go to the northern border, and you missed me. It's really a pity."

Bai Fengming chuckled and said: "No! When I come back, you will leave just in time... I have left Jade Dragon City a long time ago. I went to Sao Feng Continent a few years ago and only recently returned to Eagle's Nest City. Today, this is I was going to Haoyuan City, but I didn’t expect that before I got halfway, I met..."

He turned his head and looked into the distance, his thick black eyebrows deeply knitted together, worry flashing across his face.

The two fell silent in unison, and Liu Qinghuan said: "It's too dangerous outside. Let's talk about it first in the city."

Bai Fengming said: "Well, this damn god, you really can't have any peace for a day!"

The two of them quickly entered the formation. The Eagle's Nest City was now open to entry but not allowed to leave, so they passed the inspection of the guards smoothly.

At this time, the order in the city was slightly restored. At least no one was shouting out of proportion or running around like headless flies. The Cultivation Alliance sent out all the monk teams to travel back and forth everywhere.

In the teleportation hall near the center, more monks who had just received the news were teleported back from various places in Yunmengze such as the Eastern Wasteland, the Ice and Snow North, or other immortal cultivation cities, sects, and residences.

In the air, underground, on the mountain peaks, and even on every street and rooftop, monks were everywhere talking silently or in low voices. However, with so many people crowded together, the whole city was enveloped in a deafening silence.

Countless people looked pale, staring into the depths of Qushang Swamp in despair, as if they could never recover.

Liu Qinghuan and Bai Fengming looked at each other. They flew to a high place and found a place with few people to stop and watch the situation develop.

Liu Qinghuan didn't know whether Xun Weng had already passed away at this time, and whether Tai Zun Dayan had obtained the space tracing technique and had worked with the old man in gray to prevent the other party from breaking the spatial barrier. From the time he was sent back to the Eagle's Nest City until now, the swamp has fallen into silence, and no major changes have been reported for the time being.

Bai Fengming lowered his voice and said: "Those alien monkeys have finally reached out to Yunmengze. I have known for a long time that those greedy people will not be satisfied with the barren Saofeng Continent. Sooner or later, this will happen! "

Liu Qinghuan said: "The interface war has always only ended in death. From the day they broke through the boundary, it was destined that the two of us would never live in peace. Either you die or I die. By the way, you guys I was at Sao Feng’s place in the past year, how is the situation there now?”

Bai Fengming's eyes showed a hint of exhaustion, and he said: "Many people died. In the last battle of Damochuan, the opponent drove the monsters from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in front, and the entire battlefield was basically flooded with blood and corpses in the end. I have never I’ve seen such a tragic scene.”

Liu Qinghuan shuddered: "They actually recovered the monsters from us?!"

Bai Fengming suddenly sneered and said: "Monster beasts are nothing! After all, monster beasts are not very intelligent. Do you know that they will also capture our monks, torture them until they are dying, and then throw them out before the battle. This is also A piece of cake……"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, wondering what he meant.

Bai Fengming had deep resentment and uncontrollable sadness on his face, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Some people can't stand the torture, or are afraid of death, so they will surrender, and then be banned. Others... are Run to the enemy yourself!"

Liu Qinghuan was silent, these were things that would not be mentioned in the Xiling Residence newspaper. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Has the situation in Sao Feng Continent reached such a desperate state?"

If there is no hope, a weak-willed person will have a high chance of surrendering to the enemy.

Bai Fengming shook his head and said with a gloomy expression: "Despair varies from person to person. In the end, we would rather fight to pieces than crawl under the enemy's feet and beg for mercy."

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head sadly: "I forget immortality, but there are some moral principles that I would rather not live forever than give up. Otherwise, how can we call ourselves human beings, and how can we talk about practicing Taoism and refining our hearts."

Thinking of what Xun Weng said, "Death is just the beginning of another round of rebirth," he felt suddenly enlightened.

Both of them stopped talking and looked towards Qushang Marsh quietly.

Time passed little by little. In the next period of time, more monks from Yunmengze rushed to the Eagle's Nest City. Liu Qinghuan also saw several more figures flashing out of the city defense formation like swords that startled the giant. .

The situation in that swampland is unclear, but the loud noises coming from time to time and the occasional sudden bursts of space fluctuations indicate that the situation is not stable.

Liu Qinghuan was full of worries, but couldn't do anything but wait.

Bai Fengming quickly responded to the call. The Immortal Cultivation Alliance in the Eagle's Nest City was already operating at full strength. Teams of monks were sent out of the city, and they didn't know where they were going.

The Silent Sound Towers built throughout the city were reopened, and the golden bells automatically emitted a hazy golden light like mist in the gradually falling night.

Liu Qinghuan raised his head and found that the entire sky of Qushang Swamp was covered by thick black clouds like mountains and seas, with a faint whirlpool shape in the center.

His heart condensed, those were not ordinary clouds, but tribulation clouds that were slowly gathering!

Dayan Taizun!

Today's chapter has taken a lot of effort and exhaustion. Many people are writing about immortal cultivators, monks, etc., which are called fairy novels. We mortals imagine another kind of life, where we are free and at ease, and reach the realm of perfection. However, are there real immortal cultivators in this world? Are they hiding in the mountains? The title of this book is "Sitting and Forgetting Immortality". It has written more than one million words so far, but its biggest theme is war, sects and people. The author hopes that in addition to being a fairy, he also wants to retain a human's chivalrous spirit, chivalrous spirit, or other things. I don't think that a cultivator who only has blood and blood to kill can really become an immortal or gain any Tao. That is a demon, not a Tao. Look at the immortals in our myths, or the immortals in Journey to the West. They are just powerful people with the same preferences and desires. The Supreme Forgetfulness and the Great Way of Inaction require us to experience, comprehend, and break through to reach the real state. The protagonist is like this, and so is each of us.