Eternal Tranquility

Coming out of the teleportation circle buried deep in the mountain, the first thing you hear is the sound of waves hitting the rocks, and the sea breeze blows in your face, bringing a salty taste.

This is a hidden cave, hanging high on a steep cliff, with the ocean below. Liu Qinghuan unfolded all his consciousness and determined that there was no one else around except their group.

Two claps of applause came from behind, and one person said: "Fellow Taoists, let's discuss what to do next."

Liu Qinghuan turned around and remembered that the man had introduced himself as Jiang Xianxian, a monk sent by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance to lead this mission.

Everyone gathered in accordance with the instructions. Jiang Xianxian had already picked up a stone and drew a simple map on the cave floor. At the same time, he began to make arrangements in a concise tone.

"We are here now, and this is the Xiangmian Mountain where the Nightmare Butterfly was last seen. There are twelve of us, so we divided into two groups and headed to the Xiangmian Mountain."

"Why split up?" Someone disagreed: "Just kill them together, find those nightmare butterflies quickly and destroy them in one fell swoop."

"Yes, this place is quite far from Xiangmian Mountain. Is it unsafe to detach? Moreover, the Nightmare Butterfly appeared in Xiangmian Mountain the night before yesterday. If we rush there now, the other party may not even be able to see their hair. One stick."

Jiang Xianxian was not annoyed when someone interrupted him without saying a few words. He smiled lightly and looked behind him: "Nowadays, many teleportation circles leading to the Eastern Wasteland have been closed, and the place we are in now is the Alliance. One of the top-secret magic circles built just in case, and the one closest to Xiangmian Mountain."

Someone echoed: "Fellow Daoist Jiang is right. In these troubled times, it would be great to have this teleportation circle for us to use."

Jiang Xianxian added: "In addition, the alliance not only sent us people to kill the nightmare butterflies, but also contacted the nearby monks. But everyone knows that the monster insect is extremely difficult to kill. Ordinary spells cannot hurt it, only spiritual consciousness The attack technique is somewhat effective. And the reason why you were chosen to carry out this mission must have been cultivated in spiritual consciousness, or have some special attack methods, right?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one said anything, they all acquiesced.

"So, don't worry about the Nightmare Butterfly running away. There are people ahead who are also tracking and will pass on the news. Naturally, we can't wait where we are. We will go to Xiangmian Mountain to understand the situation first. If a new situation arises, we will rush there. It can be faster. As for why we need to split up..."

He drew a few more words on the ground: "Going forward, we have to pass a large stronghold in the Yin-Moon Blood Realm. With so many of us, it is easy to attract attention..."

The person who spoke at the beginning said again: "Hey, isn't that good? There are so many of us, so we might as well just pull out that stronghold!"

Jiang Xianxian laughed and cursed and kicked the man: "Xue Duzi, you are sick again, are you? If you come up with random ideas again, believe it or not, I will sew your mouth shut with a needle."

The man dodged away and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you say it! It's okay if I don't interrupt."

Jiang Xianxian returned to his seriousness and continued: "The focus of our trip is to kill the demon butterflies, so it's best not to cause any complications. And the two of us together have a way of taking care of each other. If we encounter a nightmare butterfly, and one person is attacked, the other person can also remind us. one time."

Seeing that no one had any objections, he drew another line on the ground: "Nightmare butterflies lie day and night and can completely integrate themselves into the surrounding environment. When they are less than a certain number, they will not easily fall into groups. The alliance has internally analyzed the nightmare butterflies. Although the route is hidden, it generally goes around this line, so if we spread out, we can find them faster. Remember, don't rush to them after you find them. It's best to inform others to rush over. Destroy the nightmare butterfly in one fell swoop and nip the butterfly disaster in the bud!"

After that, they formed their own teams. Liu Qinghuan had not been in Yunmengze for a long time and did not know anyone present, but he received many warm invitations.

First, the news about the Netherworld and the Mingshan Battlefield spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation, and later the Xuanjie Shouyuan Pill was refined, so Liu Qinghuan now has a great reputation in Yunmengze.

It's just that he behaves in a very low-key manner. When he comes back, he almost stays at home like a lady, making it impossible for anyone to make friends with him. Now that a great opportunity is right in front of them, these people naturally refuse to let it go, even if they look familiar.

Liu Qinghuan smiled on his face, but was speechless in his heart. It seemed that he had underestimated the popularity of a Xuan-level alchemy master.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Jiang Xianxian pushed aside the people surrounding him: "Everyone of you is the Nascent Soul Lord after all. Where is your demeanor? Where is your cultivation? Don't argue with anyone. Fellow Daoist Liu is with me!"

Others wanted to protest, but Liu Qinghuan had already nodded, so they had to give up. However, these people are either familiar with each other before, or even if they are not familiar with each other, they have met each other, and they have decided to go together in a few words.

After an interlude, everyone started to leave one after another, and soon they disappeared.

Liu Qinghuan called out the gray donkey, patted it on the head, and exchanged a handful of spirit beans for the permission to ride.

After Jiang Xianxian properly concealed the teleportation circle again, he turned around and saw him riding on a donkey, and he immediately couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft! Fellow Daoist Liu's spiritual beast is so unique. Not bad, it's not uncommon in the world of immortality to ride cranes or horses, but not many people ride donkeys. This donkey is so like a divine horse, it actually makes you, Fellow Daoist Liu, even more immortal!"

He also raised his thumb as he spoke.

Liu Qinghuan smiled dryly and said: "No, no, I'm just using it to move around, so it takes less effort."

After hearing this, the gray donkey immediately snorted in protest. Fortunately, it was busy chewing the beans that couldn't be chewed and had no time to pay attention to him.

Only then did Jiang Xianxian notice what was in its mouth, and said with a somewhat horrified smile: "King Kong beans! Does it actually eat such elixirs... This, this, this! With such a high price, it is indeed a magical donkey..."

Liu Qinghuan said: "My fellow Taoist thinks too much, so I just treat it occasionally, otherwise I won't be able to raise it."

He smiled on his face, but he was crying in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly slapped the donkey's butt hard: Stupid donkey! You can use a basket to eat my elixir. If you don't let me serve as a good mount, I will kill you and eat meat!

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, we can chat later when we have time. Let's set off now."

Jiang Xianxian said hello, drew a flying sword, and the two of them rushed towards Xiangmian Mountain at lightning speed.

Soon, Liu Qinghuan discovered that the Eastern Wasteland had changed drastically. The land that was once desolate was now full of people.

The resources in the Eastern Wasteland are no less than those in Yunmengze, because the two were originally one continent. Before the spatial cracks in Qushang Swamp appeared, Yun Mengze adopted a strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the land. When I couldn't care anymore, I slowly let go of the control, only holding some large spiritual mineral veins and secret realm relics firmly in my hands.

Therefore, almost all the forces and monks from Dongya Island have now moved to the Eastern Wasteland, and by relying on a steady and steady attack, they have firmly occupied a large area in the east.

Later, when the Sao Feng Continent was occupied, the monks there also moved to the Eastern Wasteland and built sect garrison or battle forts with blood and sweat. Combining the three continents, they once pushed the Yin Yue Blood Realm back. To Qianye Mountain.

When he heard the news and returned to the world, he led his people to fight back to the Sao Feng Continent, but not all the territory here was given up.

The Yin Moon Blood Realm occupies the southern area centered on the Qianye Mountains and the Yandang Mountains. As for the Yandang Fort, which once seemed as solid as a rock, it activated the self-destruction array in a tragic battle, completely The bottom turned into a pile of ruins.

Liu Qinghuan looked at this series of changes and couldn't help but feel a sense of change.

He was chatting with Jiang Xianxian all the time, and suddenly said: "How far is it from the Beimang Mountains?"

"Beimang Mountains? That's in the far north. It's quite far away. Where should Fellow Daoist Liu go if you have something to do?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded: "There is something wrong, but don't worry, let's wait until the demon butterfly is killed."

Naturally, the purpose of going to the Beimang Mountains is to visit the treasure-washing pool again.

The last layer of filth on the Tainan Fairy Sword stubbornly persisted, causing the sword to lose its luster and the pearl to become covered in dust. Only by washing it in the treasure pool could it be washed away.

At this time, Jiang Xianxian suddenly let out a startled cry and stopped suddenly.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, do you see something wrong down there?"

Liu Qinghuan stopped and looked down.

Through the clouds, I could see a human structure on the ground below, which was about the size of a small town. What makes people feel strange is that on this sunny day, not a single person can be seen walking along the streets in the town, which is like a dead zone.

The two looked at each other, seeing solemnity in each other's eyes, and thought of some possibility.

Liu Qinghuan said: "Now that we have met, let's go down and have a look. It seems like it's not far from Xiangmian Mountain."

Jiang Xianxian made a secret, and a layer of bright sword energy protected his whole body: "I wonder if there will be nightmare butterflies in that town. Fellow Daoist Liu, please do some protection."

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, then put the gray donkey back into the spirit beast bag, and a green light appeared on his body.

The two of them landed on the empty street below, keeping their guard up and moving forward. I saw the doors and windows on both sides were open, and the house was empty, with no living person in sight.

The open box on the counter contained an ordinary spiritual weapon, as if the shopkeeper had been standing behind it a moment ago, negotiating a deal with a customer; there was tea on the table in the corner, with only half a cup of tea left in the cup. I'm waiting for the owner to come back before drinking.

I visited several stores in a row and the situation was the same.

Jiang Xianxian touched the wall of the cup and looked at the tea: "Looking at the color of the remaining tea, it must have been left for a long time after brewing, so the water has turned purple."

Turning around, he saw Liu Qinghuan turning over the table and taking out a few spiritual stones and a storage bag.

"Well……"

Jiang Xianxian was speechless. He wouldn't be thinking about collecting property at this time...

Liu Qinghuan gave him a funny look, opened the storage bag and checked the contents, and said: "They are all low-level spiritual weapons and ordinary spiritual objects. From this, it can be seen that the people in this small town should be practicing Qi. , Foundation-building monks, maybe one or two golden elixirs.”

He threw the storage bag on the counter, walked aside, and picked up a carefully placed spiritual weapon on the shelf: "The person has disappeared, but the property has not been touched at all. If this town is really visited by the Nightmare Butterfly, However, that only shows that the person who controls the Nightmare Butterfly either doesn’t like this thing at all, or his purpose is not to seek wealth.”

Jiang Xianxian thought for a moment: "Well, it's a bit unusual. Those monks from other worlds come to our world with the purpose of plundering. They have always been eager to scratch the ground and not let anything go."

He rested his lips and said again: "Why do fellow Daoist Liu think that the nightmare butterfly is controlled by others? I remember that this kind of monster insect cannot be tamed into a spirit insect. The greater possibility is that people from the Yin Yue Blood Realm don't know what to do. Where did you find the Nightmare Butterfly and throw it into the Eastern Wasteland on purpose?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him in surprise: "Do you, or others, think so? Is the fall of Lansha Island an unknown and controlled attack?"

"It's also possible that those people released the nightmare butterflies near Blue Sand Island and then left." Jiang Xianxian said: "If someone can control the nightmare butterflies, that would be terrible!"

Liu Qinghuan said: "Aristocratic families are prevalent in the Yin-Moon Blood World, and they inherit the bloodline of all kinds of strange monsters. It would not be surprising if there is a family that inherits the bloodline of the Nightmare Butterfly."

Jiang Xianxian's jaw dropped to the ground: "No way! Even insects can be swallowed... My imagination is really too poor!"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, walked outside the store, and brought the topic back to the main topic: "What's even more unusual is that not only is there not a single person in this town, there is not even a corpse."

The town was not big, and the two of them quickly searched most of it. Jiang Xianxian's face became more and more serious and confused.

"Why? If it was a nightmare butterfly attack, at least there would be corpses left behind, right? I haven't heard of that kind of monster eating corpses... But if it weren't for the nightmare butterflies, the town's protective magic circle showed no signs of being forcibly breached, and the corpses were all there Where has it gone? Did the person who controlled the demonic insects take it away?"

He suddenly thought of a possibility and felt bad from head to toe, and then strong anger rushed into his heart!

"Nightmare butterflies can control people who fall into dreams. They won't take all those people away and use them to treat us in the future!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't look too good either. He just shook his head without answering and entered another small courtyard.

"Come in, there's a body inside."

Jiang Xianxian suppressed his anger and saw a stiff corpse falling not far from the bed, maintaining a crawling posture.

The two of them just glanced at each other and knew why the corpse did not disappear with the others, because the corpse's legs were broken, and there were several wounds with deep bones visible on the body. The wounds had been bandaged and cared for, so the person died before he died. Already seriously injured.

However, even so, he was still driven to crawl out...

Liu Qinghuan frowned, waved his sleeves, and put the body back on the bed.

This flat position completely exposed the other party's face. It's just that he clearly has the appearance of a rough and big man, but his exposed skin is not as pale and pale as that of a normal corpse. Instead, it is as pink and red as a baby. Moreover, the corners of his mouth curved up into a smile, as if he was immersed in a sweet dream.

Liu and the two of them only glanced at it. Even with their experience and courage, they still felt numb!

The smile on the corpse's face is extremely cunning! Extremely evil! As if in a nightmare that cannot be woken up, the evil spirit that appears behind everyone is terrifying and inescapable, making people shudder!