Eternal Tranquility

With a loud "bang", Duan Wuqing's body collapsed into mud, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and even the Nascent Soul was corroded until only a pool of black water remained.

Black mist-like evil energy billowed out and lingered for a long time.

There was deathly silence on the Five Elements Peak.

The passing monks and disciples of the Shaoyang Sect all stood stunned on the spot. Many of them had their faces spattered with blood, but they only stared at the two great god-transformation monks.

The huge movement here attracted the attention of other nearby peaks, and many people flew over here.

Wuqi waved his sleeves and rolled away the demonic energy that had not dissipated. He angrily scolded his disciples: "Seal the mountain and no one else is allowed to come near!"

He looked furious as he watched helplessly as his disciple's Nascent Soul stage Dzogchen monk collapsed and died, and in full view of the public, with a very abnormal demonic aura on his body.

This is not a good reputation for the Shaoyang Sect who is holding a Taoist ceremony.

Liu Qinghuan slowly removed the protective shield covered with blood foam and looked up at Wuqi: "...Kunlun Fairy Ruins?"

Wu Qi couldn't help but be stunned. Duan Qingqing was unconscious at the end, and blood was still pouring out of his mouth, so that his words were intermittent. The last few words were especially blurry. He exploded just after he finished speaking, so only Liu Qinghuan, who was closest, could hear clearly. .

He asked anxiously: "Did Qingqing mention the Kunlun Fairy Ruins before he died?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded firmly.

Wu Qi's face suddenly changed, and his figure suddenly turned into a five-color stream of light, shooting out quickly!

Liu Qinghuan followed without hesitation, but there were two more piercing sounds behind him. When he looked back, he saw Hua Yan, who had returned to his original appearance, and the handsome male cultivator catching up.

"Haha, I've heard people say that there is a shortcut to the Kunlun Immortal Ruins in the Shaoyang Sect. It seems to be true!"

These two people had obviously arrived a long time ago, but they just kept hidden and did not appear.

Liu Qinghuan followed Wu Qi in front and asked, "Isn't it said that the Kunlun Immortal Ruins are hidden in the Kunwu Mountains, and only those who are destined can find the mountain gate?"

Kunlun Fairy Ruins is a very special existence in Yunmengze. Legend has it that there once existed a fairy palace in the majestic Kunwu. Inside, the clouds, the moon, the earth, and the beautiful Yao grasses were so beautiful. There is also a strange stone that combines the creation of heaven and earth, containing countless rare treasures. Everyone who enters the Kunlun Fairy Ruins can get a destined treasure from that big stone.

But if you want to enter the Kunlun Fairy Ruins, you have to rely on fate. Some people have been searching in Kunwu Mountain all their lives but never found the mountain gate, while others found it the first time they looked for it.

Yan Rou's mother, Mrs. Poison, once entered the Kunlun Fairy Ruins. She was lucky enough to enter. After going through a lot of hardships, she found the strange stone and obtained the prescription of Chunsheng and Feng Dan to treat Yan Rou's congenitally deficient meridians. good.

Hua Yan said with a smile: "Going north from here, not far away is the Kunwu Mountains, the Hengwu Mountains are just its branches, and the Shaoyang Sect has been established here since ancient times, so it is not surprising that it holds some secrets of the Kunlun Fairy Ruins. "

The handsome male cultivator suddenly said: "Do you understand the shortcut? Since it is a shortcut, everyone is destined."

Liu Qinghuan glanced slightly sideways: "I haven't asked for advice yet. Who are you?"

The male cultivator smiled: "Xia Houqing."

Xia Houqing?

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered something.

It is said that there is a god-transforming monk in Yunmengze who was born as a demon cultivator. He has been closed off from life and death since seven or eight hundred years ago. Even the war between the two realms has not appeared, so he has never seen him until now.

That person seems to have a surname of Xia Hou, and his name has only one clear character. Could it be that he is the person in front of him?

"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Xiahou, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Xia Houqing laughed and said: "As soon as I came out of seclusion, I heard that fellow Taoist Qingmu is now famous far and wide. When I saw him today, it turned out that he is really a worthy person despite his great reputation."

While he was talking, the Wu Qi in front of him had already fallen. He frowned when he saw the three people following him.

Hua Yan took the lead and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Wuqi, I heard that you sent a monk of the same level from another interface to sneak in and kill one of your Nascent Soul disciples, and Daoist Hongli can't stop the dojo midway, so I'll wait Came here to help!”

He spoke upright and without any selfish motives.

Wu Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing that he could not drive away these people, so he had to give up. While opening the restriction of the valley, he looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Qingmu, what did you mean by the phrase 'the god-forming monks of other worlds' you asked before? What do you know?"

Liu Qinghuan heard the suspicion hidden in the other party's words, which was why he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but since he had expected it, it was not surprising.

"A few days ago, my Taoist couple and I passed by here and stopped by your Shaoyang sect to see the Taoist ceremony. Then we met Duan Wuqing from your sect and found something wrong with him. He had something that could only kill someone in the near future. I have such a strong sense of resentment, so I attached a ray of divine consciousness to him..."

Several people entered the maze in the valley one after another, with Wuqi in front. While listening to Liu Qinghuan's narration, they did not pause for a moment. They were obviously very familiar with this place.

"A monk from another realm?" Hua Yan guessed: "Is it someone from the Yin Yue Blood Realm who is stranded in our interface?"

This was exactly what Liu Qinghuan thought, but Xia Houqing shook his fan and expressed a different opinion: "It could also be people from other interfaces."

Hua Yan shrugged: "It doesn't matter which interface it is, I just want to know one thing now."

She looked at Wu Qi with a smile: "Is there really a shortcut to the Kunlun Fairy Ruins in this valley?"

Wuqi sighed leisurely, and answered after a moment: "Yes, our Shaoyang Sect did find a way to enter the Immortal Ruins, but..."

The other three people couldn't help but perked up, and when they heard the word "but", they were stunned again.

"That road only connects once every four to five hundred years, and it is extremely unstable. If you are not careful, you may fall into the cracks of nothingness and be cut into pieces."

"So dangerous?" Hua Yan asked suspiciously, obviously not believing what he said.

Wu Qi opened his head and stopped hiding: "If fellow Taoists don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it. Anyway, our Shaoyang sect doesn't dare to let our disciples in. If we want to enter the Immortal Ruins, we might as well go to the Kunwu Mountains and wander around. Maybe we’re looking for the mountain gate.”

Liu Qinghuan suddenly said: "The danger is relative to low-level monks. With our level of cultivation, it is nothing."

"Yes!" Hua Yan immediately agreed: "It must be so!"

Wu Qi did not answer noncommittally.

Liu Qinghuan added: "Besides, that road should be connected now, otherwise Duan Qingqing wouldn't use it to make a deal with the alien monk."

Wu Qi looked back at him and said expressionlessly: "We're here."

Several people climbed up a steep slope. What was originally a deep ditch suddenly changed, and a moss-covered stone wall appeared. At this time, a large hole had been opened in the wall. It was deep and dark inside, and the wind was as fierce as thousands of ferocious beasts. Roaring and roaring.

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