Eternal Tranquility

Putting away the Qingshan Pot with satisfaction, Liu Qinghuan looked at the huge hole left below. He believed that without the black stone that prevented vegetation from growing, it would not be long before the place would be covered with greenery.

Just as he was about to call the gray donkey back on the road, the timid guy rushed over and scurried behind him.

Liu Qinghuan was startled, then raised his head with a slightly changed expression, and saw the shadow of a cloud boat appearing on the horizon. It was approaching with lightning speed and within a few breaths.

Liu Qinghuan calmly fell down and got out of the way, sensitively aware of four rays of consciousness brushing past him indistinctly.

He recalled the Tainan Immortal Sword and hung it by his side, and patted the gray donkey. He had gone through this road several times before meeting him. Generally speaking, everyone went about their own business, and as long as they didn't deliberately provoke him, everything would be fine.

So he didn't pay too much attention, just paying attention with his spiritual consciousness and preparing to continue on his way.

The boat had already passed by, but suddenly it turned and came back again.

Liu Qinghuan paused and looked over with displeasure.

Two people flew out of the boat and pointed at the dark pothole below. One of them, a monk in white dressed as a romantic knight, said: "The traces are all new. There were no such big holes here before. Hole."

Another person said: "It looks like something quite big. The residual earth spiritual energy is very strong, and it is also mixed with pure wood spiritual energy."

"At least it's a top-grade spiritual treasure."

"I think so."

"Look at this range, isn't it a bit too big..."

Liu Qinghuan almost laughed angrily. The cultivation level of these two people was almost the same as his, but they were so arrogant and disrespectful. Could it be that they relied on the fact that they had more people?

When the other party came out of the Yunzhou, his spiritual consciousness sneaked into the interior of the Yunzhou without anyone noticing. There were two people inside, one in the late Yuanying stage and the other in the Great Perfection stage of the Yuanying stage.

But since those two people ignored him, he naturally didn't bother to pay attention and looked down at the gray donkey.

The gray donkey blinked innocently and looked at the spirit beast bag on his waist. He clearly felt a vague undercurrent and wanted to hide.

Liu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow and raised a finger.

The gray donkey's ears stood up, unmoved.

Liu Qinghuan grinded his teeth, added another one, and shook it firmly.

The gray donkey snorted at him.

A man and a donkey were fighting a lawsuit here, and then they heard the chirping voice over there for a long time and finally disappeared. The monk in white shouted: "Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Liu Qinghuan turned around and said slowly: "I have seen rude people, but I have never seen anyone so rude. What obligation do I have to answer you?"

"You!" The monk in white snapped the fan in his hand, his face darkening.

His companion pulled him, smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist, we were just shocked that there was such a big hole here, so we took a look at it for a moment. When we followed the immortal treasure here, we lost it for a moment. I couldn’t find any traces, so I stopped to ask, did fellow Taoist see anything unusual?”

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised: "The immortal treasure came here? Didn't it mean that the immortal treasure disappeared again?"

The monk in white sneered: "That was how long ago. The immortal treasure appeared several times later. The latest news is that someone found traces of the immortal treasure in the mountains outside Qingcang Immortal City."

Liu Qinghuan looked at this group of people, shook his head and said: "I know now that even the Nascent Soul cultivator is thinking about Xiao Xiang... But I didn't see anything unusual."

With that said, he was about to turn around and leave.

The white-clothed monk flashed, blocking his way, and said with a dark face: "What's wrong with Yuanying? No one's name is engraved on the immortal treasure, so naturally it can only be obtained by those who are destined. As for you, do you still want to leave? Take that from below Hand over the treasures obtained in the pit!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and said, "Are you planning to rob by force?" Then he looked at the other person: "How many people are there to fight?"

The man shrugged pretentiously and took off a short flute that emitted a ghostly light from his waist: "How can this be considered robbery? At most it can be regarded as a case of the weak and the strong. I think fellow Taoists are also smart people. Fight and kill. It’s not good to have too much, so why not open up the storage space yourself and let’s just pick two things.”

Liu Qinghuan glanced at Yunzhou not far away. The two people inside did not come out. He probably thought that it would be a good idea to fight two of them. The two people outside stood on opposite sides, blocking his way.

"Open the storage space for you to choose. Are two things enough?" He said slowly, raised three fingers, shook the gray donkey, and then pointed at the Tainan Fairy Sword: "I haven't heard of you escaping from the battle last time. I want to settle the score with you. You have become more and more lazy recently, and you have lost all the power you once had. How can a sword grow old? "

The Tainan Immortal Sword suddenly stood upright and turned its blade.

When the two people saw him talking to a sword, their expressions were frightened. The white-clothed monk shouted angrily: "What nonsense! If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined. I will beat you until you accept it, and then forcefully open your storage." space!"

As he said that, he jumped up and held the folding fan in his hand as he came out of the sea and hit the dragon over in an instant.

The other person also started to move at the same time. He moved his short flute to his mouth and blew out a sharp whistle that pierced people's hearts and souls!

Liu Qinghuan smiled indifferently. Someone wanted to compete with him for spiritual consciousness. They really overestimated their abilities!

He stood motionless, not caring about the white-clothed monk who came to his side in a blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand and slapped it to disperse the whistling sound, and then threw out the whip of consciousness silently.

The man felt his breath was suffocated and he had a splitting headache. He almost lost his grip on the short flute. Then he saw a gray shadow flash in front of his eyes. It was so fast that he couldn't dodge, and he received a heavy kick on the face, which exploded in red, yellow, white and black. The pot is on!

At the same time, a scream suddenly stopped, and the white-clothed monk with a fierce look on his face froze in the monstrous sword power. A line of blood appeared from head to toe, and then his body split into two halves and fell to the bottom. Mountains.

The Tainan Immortal Sword shook angrily, and after killing one person with one sword, it rushed towards another person who fell and flew away, bringing out a string of hot blood drops.

The Yunzhou boat not far away shook for a while, and two monks who had never been seen rushed out with shock on their faces. They happened to see Liu Qinghuan reaching out his hand and crushing the Nascent Soul of the monk in white!

In the blink of an eye, the two people who were so arrogant a moment ago died tragically. Liu Qinghuan pointed at the Tainan Fairy Sword and said something, so he killed them both in unconvincing manner.

"stop!"

Unfortunately, this shout was too late. With a stir of the Tainan Immortal Sword, it smashed the Nascent Soul that the other person was trying to escape into, and he chopped the broken body a few more times without feeling relieved.

"Junior Brother Ye!"

One of the two new people who appeared was a female cultivator. At this time, she shouted with splitting eyes and wanted to rush over. She was grabbed by the old man beside her and looked at the Tainan Fairy Sword stained with blood with fear.

What made them even more afraid was Liu Qinghuan, who had been standing by as if nothing had happened. Although they stayed in Yunzhou and did not show up, they were always paying attention to the situation outside. This man actually had such thunderous methods. Killing Yuanying monks was like killing a chicken, so fast that they didn't even have time to save him!

A terrible premonition arose in the old man's heart. Could it be that they had misjudged him? Could it be that the other party was a cultivator who had hidden his cultivation? !