Eternal Tranquility

On this day, what countless monks had been looking forward to, the Shaoyang sect's god-forming monk Hong Li's dojo finally began. The Shaoyang Sect prepared a spacious and tall hall for this dojo, but it still could not accommodate the crowds of people who came to listen to the sermon.

Hong Li walked up to the high Taoist platform, glanced down, sat down and said, "One day in a certain year, in winter, a seeker went to a lonely mountain alone, wanting to pay homage to the great virtue, but he found that there was no one who was a real practitioner. But when I got to the foot of the mountain, I saw an old man with pale hair collecting herbs. He saw him passing by and said, "Young man, can you help me carry this basket up the mountain? I'm not in good health today."

Everyone in the audience didn't know why, and they didn't know that Hong Li didn't preach, but he said this. However, they thought that the other party was a great monk who transformed gods, and every word he said might have some truth, so they continued to listen with a pious heart. .

"The two of them went up the mountain together. Because the mountain road was rugged, it was very hard work, and they were sweating profusely from time to time. One of them said in his mouth: What kind of road is this? It is so difficult to walk. Why don't you take the main road and choose this rugged path? Old man Said: Even a fool doesn’t know, but he knows why the Tao is so difficult to follow..."

Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly. Thinking that in order to take care of most of the low-level monks, Hong Li's sermons were prepared from the shallower to the more advanced. He started with vivid short stories, integrating the artistic conception of Tao into the stories, which were thought-provoking and worth recalling.

It can also be seen from this that the Shaoyang Sect attaches great importance to this Dao Dharma Conference, and the results are not bad. At least most of the monks in this hall will remember this day and feel grateful.

Just when everyone was immersed in Hong Li's sermon, Liu Qinghuan suddenly opened his eyes, a light flashing in his eyes.

Just now, through that ray of spiritual consciousness, he sensed that Duan Wuqing had wandered aimlessly in the Shaoyang Sect for a long time, then suddenly disappeared and evadedly went deep into the Shaoyang Sect.

Liu Qinghuan immediately felt something fishy. He did such suspicious behavior in his own sect. Was it because the fox's tail couldn't be hidden?

He sat still, his mind no longer on the dojo. Instead, he watched Duan Qingqing use a token to open the restriction and enter a valley.

There seems to be a large maze in the valley, and the roads are extremely complicated. It seems that there is a road, but it is connected to terrible traps. It seems that there is no way, but a turn around will reveal the dark side.

Duan Wuqing was obviously not very familiar with that place, so he walked very carefully step by step. Finally, he touched the front of a moss-covered stone wall.

At this moment, a vague shadow floated out from the thick grass nearby, with a ghostly figure and a soundless appearance.

Liu Qinghuan noticed this person before Duan Wuqing and couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Who is it!" Duan Wuqing finally discovered it and shouted in shock. After he saw it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said nervously: "How dare you sneak into the Rosemary Valley of our Shaoyang Sect!"

The shadow fell to the ground and turned into a male cultivator with a face as pale as a ghost. He grinned and said, "Haha, are we waiting for you to lead the way? If you were so obedient, you wouldn't delay it for so many days on purpose."

Liu Qinghuan looked stern, this person turned out to be a god-transformation monk! He raised his head and quickly scanned the entire hall.

Hua Yan still transformed into an ordinary-looking woman and hid in the crowd, while the handsome and evil-looking male cultivator from before was sitting on the other side.

Feeling his gaze, the male cultivator turned his face, smiled at him, and nodded in greeting.

Liu Qinghuan also nodded slightly, looked away, and couldn't help but become more confused.

Could it be that another god-forming monk of the same level has arrived?

And in that valley, Duan Qingqing roared: "You still have the nerve to say it! In order to transform into a god, I abandoned the righteous path, quietly captured the lone monks, and practiced your method of killing Rongdao. The result is still there today." No success!"

He forced himself into the opponent, his face distorted by anger: "Also, don't think that I don't know about your little tricks these days. How dare you dare to kill people at our Shaoyang sect's Dharma gathering? What will happen if you are exposed? Do it! Do you think this is your interface and you can do whatever you want!"

"Hahaha!" The male cultivator laughed wildly and said disdainfully: "I just killed a few low-level cultivators, what does it matter. Stop talking nonsense, you..."

He stopped suddenly, his eyes falling strangely on Duan Wuqing's hair: "Do you know there is dirt on you?"

Liu Qinghuan, who was far away, was startled. It seemed that the other party had discovered the ray of consciousness attached to Duan Wuqing's body. Sure enough, the next moment he lost contact with that side.

Liu Qinghuan's heart whispered in Mu Yinyin's ear: "I'll leave for a while."

Mu Yinyin, who was immersed in Hong Li's sermon, came back to her senses. Although she was confused, she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she was about to stand up, but was held down by Liu Qinghuan.

"You continue to listen to you and don't give up such a good opportunity. I'm just going to confirm some things and will be back in a while."

His figure was calm, and he walked quietly towards the exit of the hall without disturbing the low-level monks who were paying full attention to the sermon.

"The way of emptiness and tranquility lasts forever, the spirit is slightly surrounding, and there is no mercy on things..." Hong Li on the stage continued unhurriedly, but he slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Qinghuan's leaving figure with annoyance. .

Although Liu Qinghuan knew that leaving midway was rude, he couldn't care less at this time. It's only your fault, Hong Li, for not keeping his disciples in prison and colluding with an outside god-transformation monk!

The words "your interface" were mentioned in Duan Qingqing's words, indicating that the person was probably not from Yun Mengze.

Liu Qinghuan thought in her mind, and while walking out of the hall, she wondered in her heart: Could it be that some god-forming monk from the Yin-Moon Blood Realm was stranded in their interface?

In addition, the conversation between the two also explained why Duan Wuqing had such strong resentment and the whereabouts of the missing monks these days.

To kill the Tao? Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sneer secretly!

Duan Qingqing was probably crazy for wanting to transform into a god. It was extremely stupid to trust the words of an outside monk with unknown origins!

Finally leaving the overcrowded hall, Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment. He was not familiar with the layout of the Shaoyang Sect and could not find the location of the valley for a while. Moreover, the valley was obviously a tightly guarded secret place. Duan Qingqing led outsiders in, maybe to steal something.

He wasn't very interested in Shaoyang Sect's things, and he didn't want to end up chasing a thief instead, so the safest way was to notify Wuqi and let the Shaoyang Sect catch him.

With this in mind, he swept around the outside of the hall and grabbed a guard in the corner: "Where is your Five Qi Taoist Master? Take me to see him."

The golden elixir monk of the Shaoyang Sect was stunned and said angrily: "Who are you? How can you, our Supreme Reverend, be able to meet you whenever you want... Ugh!"

Liu Qinghuan, who had taken off his disguise, took out his identity token: "Can we see you now?"

"Qingqing Qingmu Dao Zun!"

The Jindan monk suddenly found himself in front of a great monk who transformed into gods. He was so frightened that he even stuttered when he spoke and did not forget to shout!

Because of his loud shout, the monks who were unable to enter the temple to listen to the sermon and refused to disperse looked over one after another. When they saw the person clearly, a large open space suddenly appeared around Liu Qinghuan.

"Dao Zun Qingmu!"

"Wow, it's really Taoist Qingmu of the Wenshi Sect!"

The ceremony had just passed not long ago, and many people had seen Liu Qinghuan at the ceremony. As a result, there was a chaos in front of the main hall, and the voices of greetings were loud. Some people even knelt down excitedly and asked him to use Qinglin's technique.

The commotion spread quickly at an unimaginable speed. Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to wave to the crowd, then decisively grabbed the guard and jumped into the air.

The golden elixir monk was held up by his collar, but his face turned red with excitement: "Master Qingmu, I have sent the Supreme Master to the Five Elements Peak, over there..."

But as soon as they landed on the Five Elements Peak, Liu Qinghuan saw a man with demonic energy and blood pouring out from his whole body. He was running out of the mountain with a look of pain and fear on his face, and he was still shouting wildly!

"Tai Zun, save me, I don't want to die..."

Liu Qinghuan suddenly realized that this person was Duan Qingwu, and he appeared in front of him in a flash: "Why are you here!"

Duan Wuqing's body was cracked everywhere, and pieces of flesh and blood fell down, revealing dense white bones, almost no longer human.

He threw himself at Liu Qinghuan, with ecstasy in his eyes: "Master Qingmu! Use your Qinglin nectar to save lives..."

Wuqi flew out of the palace, looked at the two of them in shock, and said, "What's going on?!"

Liu Qinghuan injected the Aoki Qi into Duan Wuqing's body. However, the opponent did not know whether it was due to the backlash of his technique or for other reasons. His body was already on the verge of collapse, and even the healing effect of the Aoki Qi could not keep up with the rate of collapse.

In this situation, Liu Qinghuan could only shout and ask: "Quickly tell me, where is the god-forming monk from another realm who is following you!"

Duan Qingqing was gushing blood from his mouth, his eyes were beginning to blur, and he said intermittently: "Other world, other world..., he said he wanted to help me advance to the level of god transformation, let me, let me take him into...Kunlun Immortal Ruins... …”

"boom!"

Duan Wuqing's body exploded!

There will be another update later.