Eternal Tranquility

It’s another busy and lively morning.

As before, the Eagle's Nest City experienced another sleepless night. The life of a monk does not matter day or night, especially now that it is in wartime.

As Liu Qinghuan walked through the streets and alleys, the voices of people passing by came to his ears from time to time. They whispered what they had seen, discussed the latest news, or argued with someone about some issue early in the morning with red faces.

The biggest topic recently is undoubtedly the shift in the focus of the war.

Because of the sudden appearance of the Nightmare Butterfly, although the insect plague had been quickly nipped in the bud, the Immortal Cultivator Alliance was very nervous, as if they suddenly realized the importance of the Eastern Wasteland to the security of Yunmengze's rear.

Therefore, with the situation in Qushang Swamp stabilized, the Alliance prepared to transfer a large number of people to the Eastern Wasteland, vowing to regain control of the Qianye Mountain space passage.

Of course, this is the news released by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. In the eyes of those who don't know that the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman has emerged, it is just a normal shift in the battle situation.

Only a few people at the top of the alliance, as well as the major god-transforming monks, knew that all of this was just preliminary preparations to be the first to seal the deep and long space crack above Qianye Mountain.

Liu Qinghuan thought of the almost sleepless discussions and debates at the alliance's discussion table in the past half month, as well as the huge deployment of troops that had to be carried out for this purpose, affecting a wide range and having a great impact. He only hoped that things would be able to Let the progress go smoothly and don't let the hard work of countless people go to waste.

Because of this matter, he has been very busy these days, and it was only now that he had time to see Jiang Xianxian.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, you are here!"

Jiang Xianxian breathed out a sigh of relief, quickly asked him to sit down, and poured tea himself.

That day, he hurriedly and slowly dealt with the follow-up matters of the Zhi clan. When he returned to his residence, he heard from Taoist friend that Liu Qinghuan had left in advance because of an emergency. He has been uneasy for more than three months, worried that the other party would regret returning the Taiwei Sword. When the appointed time came, the other party would delay the time due to busyness. He was not without resentment in his heart.

It doesn't matter if he is resentful or angry. Regardless of the other party's identity, it can be seen from the confrontation with Gu Jingchen that day that Liu Qinghuan, who is usually quiet and unrestrained, is by no means inferior to him in combat power.

Jiang Xianxian could only swallow the bitterness secretly, but when he finally saw someone, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Of course, Liu Qinghuan was really busy, but he didn't mean to titillate. He cupped his hands and said apologetically: "I have been very busy day and night recently, and I have only taken the time now. I'm really sorry, fellow Taoist, for keeping me waiting for so long!"

Jiang Xianxian smiled and said it was okay, and asked curiously: "The situation has been relatively stable recently. Why is Fellow Daoist Liu so busy?"

Since the matter of the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman was classified as a secret, Liu Qinghuan couldn't tell him anything. After talking about it, he took out the Taiwei Sword.

Jiang Xianxian's attention was immediately diverted, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Even the scabbard is here! Great, now it's complete!"

Liu Qinghuan flicked the black and silver scabbard: "The first thing I got was the scabbard. At that time, I was just a foundation-building monk, living in the Saofeng Continent that was not yet connected to Yunmengze. I heard that Tai The Southern Land was only opened once in eight hundred years, so I ran there excitedly..."

He recalled the past with nostalgia in his eyes.

Although it was just a scabbard, it had accompanied him through foundation building, elixir formation, and Nascent Soul. In such a long life, it was not without reluctance to hand it over to someone else today.

He pushed the sword forward: "Okay, take it away."

Jiang Xianxian listened to him quietly and comforted in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Liu, the descendants of our Tainan Sect will always remember your righteous deeds! I have decided to reopen the gate of the mountain, recruit disciples, and pass on the Tainan Sect."

Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically: "Liu will not dare to do anything righteous or unjust."

Then he said jokingly: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't try to trick me with nice words, or I won't be fooled. Should you..."

"Haha, you discovered all this." Jiang Xianxian laughed and took out a small brocade box from his arms and placed it on the table.

There were several sealing talismans attached to the box. He carefully tore them off one by one and opened the lid. A breathtaking aura immediately spread out.

Liu Qinghuan looked expectantly and saw a small bronze clock in the middle of the small box. It was round at the top and open at the bottom, with a simple and heavy shape. The body of the clock is covered with sealing talismans, and long and mysterious patterns can be vaguely engraved on it, like a pure lotus in full bloom or like flowing water waves, layer after layer, surrounding the two ancient characters on the front.

"Wangchuan?"

Liu Qinghuan recognized those two words, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "This bell is called Wangchuan? It can't be the one I thought of, right?"

"That's it." Jiang Xianxian nodded and said: "During the war between good and evil more than 30,000 years ago, this bell was once famous. When the bell rang, the heaven and earth were silent, and all the humans, beasts, demons and ghosts within the range were in a state of confusion, as if their souls were flying into the sky. In addition, those with low cultivation levels died directly. Therefore, countless righteous monks died, and the demonic cultivation sect became more powerful and rampant. "

Liu Qinghuan was shocked: "This bell is still there! Didn't the history books say that this bell had been destroyed?"

Jiang Xianxian said: "The events of that year are no longer testable. I also later opened the secret vault and accidentally found the Wangchuan Bell that was sealed in a compartment."

He pointed at the long pattern on the bell that looked like a lotus but not a lotus and sighed: "This clock has great lethality. If it falls into the hands of someone with a bad character, it will be another catastrophe. But I feel that a weapon is a weapon, and it is a demon. Look at who the envoy is."

He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, now our Tainan Sect no longer has the strength to protect you. If you have a pure heart and good character, I will have to leave you in your hands, or in the hands of a large sect like the Wenshi Sect. Only then can we rest assured that it will not be abused.”

Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "Abuse or not, it can't change the fact that there are countless resentful souls under the bell. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are dishonest."

Jiang Xianxian showed a cheeky smile: "At first, fellow Taoist, your condition was to have a treasure comparable to the Taiwei Sword. The Wangchuan Bell is still higher than the Taiwei Sword, and its power is much greater. How can you accuse me?" Not honest."

Liu Qinghuan glared at him, carefully lifted the small clock, sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, and turned it over.

There is no pendulum in the clock, so it seems to be directly inspired by magic power.

A weapon with huge destructive power, if not handled properly, will become a target of public criticism.

After frowning and thinking for a long time, Liu Qinghuan shook his head and sighed, then put away the clock and box together: "Okay, I'll blame you."

After chatting with Jiang Xianxian for a while, he said he was busy and left.

But before he could step out the door, the Taiwei sword that Jiang Xianxian had been holding suddenly broke away and flew towards him.

Neither of the two people present expected this situation, and they were dumbfounded at the same time.

Liu Qinghuan caught the sword in surprise: "This, this..."

The Taiwei Sword trembled angrily in his hand, and there was a trace of grievance in it.

Jiang Xianxian's face immediately became extremely ugly. He stood up and looked at the sword without saying a word.

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to comfort him, and then pointed at Jiang Xianxian and said that he was the authentic successor of Tainan Xianzong, and he would follow him well from now on.

Jiang Xianxian also suppressed his bad mood, joined in the persuasion with great sincerity, and used his own mental methods.

Therefore, it may not necessarily be a good thing if the sword's spirituality is too high. What is this?

The two Nascent Soul monks talked to each other about the sword for a long time, and finally persuaded the Taiwei Sword to return to Jiang Xianxian's hands.

With more emotion and reluctance, Liu Qinghuan finally got away and left.

After handling the matter and talking to Yunzheng, he returned to Wenshi Sect's station in Eagle's Nest City and began a short retreat.

Feng Tianyi needed time to brew in advance. He couldn't get involved in many things in the early stage, and he was too lazy to take care of other trivial matters, so he finally had some free time and prepared to advance his cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop.

He was already not far from the later stage. Since the mysterious seed entered his body, he has been continuously sending out pure wood energy. He only needs to circulate a few times a day to slowly improve his cultivation level.

When Yun Zheng learned that he was about to enter the late Nascent Soul stage, he shouted: "I'm so angry that you're one step ahead of me! Did you take some magic pill to rise so fast!"

Liu Qinghuan does have a Tianying fruit that can directly improve his cultivation. He ate one before to reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul as soon as possible, but now he still has three left, but he plans to use them when he hits the Shen Transformation stage.

In addition, he also has a "living elixir" on him, which is also prepared for that time.

Seeing that Yunzheng's eyes were red with jealousy, Liu Qing laughed heartily, but also said irritating words.

"Just wait, in less than half a year, I will be a late-stage monk!"