Eternal Tranquility

The Eyrie.

Jiang Nianen came back from outside in a dusty state, passed through Wenshi's camp and entered Mingyangzi's courtyard.

In front of the second door, he happened to meet Ji Yue walking out. He quickly bowed: "Second Senior Uncle."

Ji Yue was holding a tea set in his hands. Although his face was somewhat different from the past, he still had the same broad robe and long sleeves as before, and still did not hide his own demeanor.

Nodding towards Jiang Nianen, he asked smoothly: "When did you come back? How was this trip?"

Jiang Nianen quickly and respectfully replied: "I just stepped back from the front, and I will come to visit the master as soon as I come back."

As the two walked into the house, he continued: "This time it went well. In order to contain the attack of the ghost realm, the Yin Yue Blood Realm transferred many people to the south, so the pressure on our front line is much lower than before."

"Well, where is that little girl Rou'er?"

"Sister, I can't leave. Please let me say hello to my master and uncles."

"Is there any news about your master?"

There was a hint of worry on Jiang Nianen's face: "No."

Ji Yue pondered for a moment, and without saying anything, he arrived at the door of the side room.

Jiang Nianen stepped forward hurriedly, first lifting the door curtain of the side room. When he looked inside, he saw Mingyang Zi and Zhenjun Linyuan of Ziwei Sword Pavilion gathered around a large table. On the table was a huge map.

"Nian En is back." Mingyangzi raised his head, smiled and said to Chu Zhiqiu: "This is my little disciple's second disciple."

He waved to him again: "Come here to meet our guests."

Jiang Nianen walked over and paid homage to the two Nascent Soul monks. He then took the tea set from Ji Yue's hand and poured tea while answering Mingyangzi's questions, which were similar to what Ji Yue had asked before.

Chu Zhiqiu walked to the side and sat down, took a sip of tea and said, "I heard from my disciple that your little disciple has disappeared for decades since he entered the ghost gate?"

Mingyangzi walked back to the table to look at the map. After hearing this, he blew his beard and said, "Yes, that boy had two extra legs when he was born. He likes to run around! You don't understand him at all, Master, you Look at how many wrinkles I have gained over the years!”

Because it was an accident that Liu Qinghuan was forced into the ghost gate by the Tainan Fairy Sword. Yunzheng and Mu Yinyin, who left first, did not know the inside story. So after they sent back the news, Ming Yangzi and others naturally did not know why he suddenly entered. In the ghost world, it is inevitable to have some worries.

Chu Zhiqiu changed his cold attitude in front of outsiders and put on a smile: "Even if your old face has dozens of wrinkles, you won't see any difference from now."

The two old friends exchanged a few insults. Seeing that they wanted to continue talking about business, Ji Yue took Jiang Nianen and retreated, closing the door.

"What do you think?" Mingyangzi asked: "Should we capture the space channel in the Eastern Wasteland first, or should we take advantage of the situation to strengthen the offensive against the opponent's Floating Moon Realm? There is a huge quarrel in the alliance now, and they have been unable to decide. ”

Chu Zhiqiu's previous relaxation had completely disappeared, and he said: "I came today just to ask you what you think. According to my nature, I would naturally use offense as defense, and fight all the way to the hometowns of those outsiders! Since Now his Yin Yue Blood Realm has been strongly invaded by the Ghost Realm, and while he is sick, we will attack him from both sides!"

Chu Zhiqiu made a decisive slashing action with his sword: "Now the situation is very clear. Forty or fifty years have passed since the gate of hell opened. It's time for us, Yun Mengze, to attack."

He sneered: "The world has changed, and now they have to experience the pain of being invaded."

Mingyangzi brushed his long beard and said: "I have a little different idea. In my opinion, it is far from the time when the Yinyue Blood Realm is beaten to the point of breaking bones. Indeed, the Ghost Realm gives them This has caused a lot of pressure, but the opponent is a first-level interface after all. Even if we send half of our people to block the ghost gate, we will still have enough power to deal with us. If we strengthen our offensive, the opponent will most likely be provoked to react strongly and counterattack with increased strength. return."

He raised his head: "This has been proven in the past few decades. Every time we increase our strength, the opponent will increase its troops accordingly, assuming a posture of never taking a step back. A centipede will never freeze even if it dies. You can’t force yourself anymore, so it’s better to boil the frog in warm water and drag the other person to death step by step.”

Chu Zhiqiu said: "That's just a matter of external strength and internal control. Now half of the Dark Moon Realm has been reduced to a ghost realm, which involves too much of their energy. They no longer dare to be distracted. Recently, they have begun to mobilize manpower from other places... "

Ming Yangzi clicked on the map and interrupted him resolutely: "So, we can wait a little longer and let the ghost world weaken their strength further. A few days ago, I received a message from Le Penghua. According to the news, many people from the Yin-Moon Blood Realm on Sao Feng Continent have been transferred away, so the original sects of Sao Feng are waiting for an opportunity to go back and regain the old land, and we will take this opportunity to first open the space passage in the Eastern Wasteland. Take it back!"

Chu Zhiqiu thought for a moment and was obviously moved, but still shook his head: "I'll think about it again..."

The war in the sealed world was changing. As the wind direction changed, Yun Mengze got a chance to breathe, and his fangs were slowly exposed.

And Liu Qinghuan, who was far away in the Nine Nether Realm, finally walked out of the closed door.

"Brother Aoki, you finally showed up!" Nan Gu came out with a big smile and said enthusiastically: "I thought I couldn't invite you this time. Come on, let's save your seat!"

Liu Qinghuan followed him inside, and while delivering a box, he smiled and said: "Fortunately, I got out of seclusion in time, otherwise I wouldn't have known you were having a birthday party here. A small gift is not disrespectful, and I hope Brother Nangu Don’t be dissatisfied.”

Nan Gu scanned the box in his hand with his consciousness, and the smile on his face became more sincere. He handed it to the steward on the side and waved his hand: "Oh, what a banquet! It's just a group of friends who haven't gotten together for a long time. When I was free and bored, I pretended to be lively and lively, but it cost Brother Aoki money. I must not get drunk today!"

After bypassing the busy hall in front, Nan Gu took him straight to the back and explained: "It's very noisy in front. They are all juniors. I will take you to meet other Taoist friends."

Liu Qinghuan naturally has no objection. The alchemy master is extremely popular everywhere and is the object of everyone's fawning. In addition, Nangu's popularity has always been good. If he wants to hold a banquet, people in the entire Youdu City will flock to it.

This is not the first time he has been here in Nangu. The other party is a person who values ​​pleasure. His residence is no worse than the palace. Even the garden is better than elsewhere. All kinds of rare flowers and plants are planted all over the garden. There are also rockery waterfalls, small bridges and flowing water, which can be described as beautiful.

There were some small tables set up in the garden. Different from the hustle and bustle in front, there were only seven or eight Nascent Soul monks gathered together to talk, some of whom Liu Qinghuan had seen before, and some who had never seen them before.

A ghost cultivator who had visited several times before came over and greeted Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, you are finally out of seclusion. Judging from your complexion, you must have achieved great success in your magic, right?"

As he spoke, he burst out laughing, causing others to look over curiously.

Liu Qing said with a smile: "I dare not call it a great achievement. It is just hard work. It can barely be regarded as a small achievement, so don't mention it."

Since no one asked to get to the bottom of it, everyone just laughed it off and gave it up after making some jokes.

Liu Qinghuan has practiced magic behind closed doors for several years, and has perfected the Body Holding Technique and Earth Shrinking Technique. Although the sixth level of Jiutian Difenshen Technique is not yet complete, it is almost there. This time, he just left the seclusion and walked around in the middle, and he has to continue it when he returns. build.

He smiled and chatted with everyone for a while, then sat down to exchange glasses and exchange recent news.

Nan Gu only went to the front hall for a few appearances, and then kept greeting the high-level monks here.

After drinking for three rounds, I heard him suddenly say loudly: "Everyone, speaking of which, I have something serious to talk to you about today."

Liu Qinghuan looked over in surprise, wondering if there was anything serious to do today? He turned to look at the others and saw that most of them seemed to understand, just waiting for Nan Gu's next step.

Nan Gu sat on the table, put one hand on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "The banquet I held today was just an excuse, because I was called into the palace to meet Zhao Zhao a few days ago. Yang Dijun."

He paused and then continued: "As all of you Taoist friends probably know, in a few years it will be the time when the Liao'er Cemetery will be opened once in more than a thousand years, so the emperor specially summoned me, just to give you a Spread the news that as long as you are willing to bring the spiritual herbs and elixirs produced in the Polygonum Ling Garden to Dayou Palace, the emperor is willing to buy them at a high price. If you don't want to sell the spiritual stones, you can also enter the treasure house in his private palace and do whatever you want. Pick a treasure!”

Others still had doubts on their faces, but then they were surprised, and many people jumped up.

"The treasure house of Dayou Palace?!"

"Choose randomly? I'm not dreaming..."

"Is Emperor Guo so committed?"

Liu Qinghuan was very shocked. The private palace treasure trove of a great monk who transformed into gods? And where is the Polygonum Ling Yuan? It sounds like a secret place that produces elixirs.

He secretly lamented that this was the inherent shortcoming of outside monks. It was difficult to understand all parts of the interface like people in this world, let alone in places like the secret realm, where relevant information would not appear on the market at all.

Nan Gu said with a smile on his face: "Yes, I think many fellow Taoists should understand that Emperor Zhaoyang has a hobby of collecting treasures, so any item in his private palace is a unique treasure."

Several people's faces were flushed with excitement, but some showed struggle: "This..."

Nan Gu looked at the man: "Brother Gui Chan, do you have any questions?"

The man hesitated and said: "Although treasures are good, at our level of cultivation, we are still in dire need of elixirs."

"Indeed, it depends on how you choose." Nan Gu said: "The emperor did not force everyone to hand in the elixir, it was just voluntary. However, I would like to remind fellow Taoists..."

He looked at the others: "From my perspective as an alchemist, a spiritual elixir is not very effective unless it is refined into an elixir. But every elixir must have the most basic requirements." There are dozens of ingredients to make, and if you want to get them all, you really have to wait and see. For example, I know a lot of recipes, but it will take a long time to collect them. Come with a pair of elixirs, ugh.”

This was obviously to help Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor speak. As for whether the people present believed it or not, I don't know. At least no one stood up and questioned him at this time.

He was a Ghost Emperor, and even if he had ideas, no one would reveal them in front of others.

Liu Qinghuan naturally sneered at such words in his heart. He did not lack treasures, but he lacked elixirs.

It seems that I came out of seclusion at the right time, otherwise I wouldn't miss the opening of Liao'er Cemetery.

When one's cultivation has reached the level of Nascent Soul, seclusion and hard training are completely useless. Ten or eight years is like taking a nap, and it can easily last more than a hundred years. If you encounter a bottleneck, your cultivation may stagnate forever, and you may not be able to break through until your life span is exhausted.

A large part of the reason is that spiritual objects are hard to find. Sometimes when you encounter a bottleneck, the only thing missing may be that magical elixir.

Now that Liu Qinghuan had a useful ancient elixir prescription, he was worried about not being able to match the elixir on it, so he had already made up his mind to go to Liao'er Cemetery to have a look.

Seeing that others were beginning to eagerly speculate about the valuable treasures in the Ghost Emperor's treasure house, he approached the ghost cultivator named Gui Chan, who was the first to greet him when he arrived.

"Fellow Ghost Chan, but I don't know where the Polygonum Ling Yuan is?"

Gui Chan did not participate in other people's discussions, but was meditating alone. Seeing Liu Qinghuan, he was not impatient, but said very patiently: "Oh, I remember you in the Netherworld not long ago, no wonder I don't know Polygonum Ling garden."

He thought for a while, then simply took out a jade slip and handed it to him: "There is some information about Polygonum Linghua Garden on it. You can take a look. Legend has it that this garden was once a fairy medicine garden. Of course, is it true? No one knows, but there are indeed many rare and miraculous medicines inside, which are only released once every fifteen hundred years. "

While listening to what he said, Liu Qinghuan looked at the jade slip with surprise on his face and said, "This garden is actually in Xuwei Mountain?!"

Xuwei Mountain is an extremely dangerous place in the Netherworld. It is full of all kinds of powerful traps and remaining restrictions. It can be said that every step is a killing opportunity, and it is extremely dangerous.

No monk below Yuanying dares to enter Xuwei Mountain. Even Yuanying, if they go in, they will have a narrow escape from death.

Gui Chan looked at the others, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and quickly covered it up: "Yes, so although Liao'e Lingyuan is coveted by everyone, there are very few people who actually dare to go. I went. He may not be able to come out alive. Every time the spiritual garden is opened, it will stir up bloodshed among high-level monks and major forces in the entire Netherworld. "

Liu Qinghuan was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

The ghost toad laughed twice: "What else can there be? Think about it. There are very few people who really dare to take risks, but what if they directly rob other people? Compared with the unpredictable prohibition traps of ghosts and ghosts, it is obviously human It’s easier to deal with. So every time the spiritual garden is opened, many people gather outside Xuwei Mountain to rob and kill. Isn’t it a bloody storm for rogue cultivators like us?”

He raised his head and glanced at Nan Gu, and whispered: "Look, even the Ghost Emperor wants to come in and take a stab at it!"

Liu Qinghuan understood, looked him up and down, and asked, "Will fellow Taoist go there then?"

Gui Chan nodded his head incomprehensibly and said with unclear meaning: "Of course." Then he looked at Liu Qinghuan and asked: "What about you?"

Polygonum (lù) Polygonum: long and big. Curcuma (é): a kind of grass, namely Curcuma purpurea. Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica": "Emperoria root grows in clusters and is commonly known as Artemisia baoniang. Polygonum can be understood as long and tall grass, which comes from "Polygonium" by Xiaoya in the Book of Songs.