Eternal Tranquility

Regarding Geng Yuan's advice, Liu Qinghuan nodded and expressed gratitude: "The soldiers will block it, the water will flood the soil, and the two armies are fighting but they will not kill the envoys. With so many comrades here, the Futu Demon Sect will not lose its sense of proportion."

While he was talking, Chang Ying had already walked over, nodded to him coldly, and waved his hand to let the guards who were waiting for him get out of the way.

Liu Qinghuan followed the others onto the bridge, and saw the broken void a few feet away. A long, thick crack like an abyss stretched between the two continents. The cold wind of the void was only blocked by a thin light curtain. Outside, it makes people feel frightened, but also gives them a sense of excitement.

He walked to the edge and made no secret of his admiration: "It's breathtaking, it's breathtaking!"

Seeing that he was finally shocked, everyone in Wanhu Realm smiled happily.

Along the way, Liu Qinghuan faced everything calmly and calmly, and even used Yun Mengze's wealth to make a group of people lose their sense of superiority. At this time, he could be regarded as regaining a little dignity of a person in the big world.

"Look, fellow Daoist Qingmu, those long rope-like things hanging down below are the roots of the Immortal Root Banyan tree, bringing the two continents together."

Liu Qinghuan opened her eyes and saw that in the gray void, countless thick tree roots were tightly intertwined, criss-crossing in the cracks, and gently swaying with the violent wind.

"The Immortal Root Banyan Tree..." Liu Qinghuan was filled with envy and suddenly thought: "So, the roots of the Immortal Root Banyan Tree are all under your continent? If you cut off a root, wouldn't it be of great benefit to your cultivation?" "

"Hahaha!"

His words caused everyone to burst into laughter. Geng Yuan suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother Qingmu, the roots of the Immortal Root Banyan Tree are buried very deep in the ground, and ordinary magic weapons can't even break its skin. How can we cut it?"

Someone else laughed loudly: "That's a real fairy tree! If you cut it, won't it run away? Even if it doesn't run, you still don't know who will eat whom!"

"Yes, it's not that no one has thought about these tree roots, but most of them end up becoming flower fertilizer, nourishing the growth of the fairy root fig."

"Think about it, countless tree roots are coming out, cutting them inexhaustibly, and swarming in. Even Daluo Jinxian will be entangled and sucked to death! Fellow Taoist Qingmu, I advise you not to try such a dangerous thing. things.”

Liu Qinghuan pretended to suddenly realize it, and spread his hands and said: "That's such a pity, I still want to cut off the roots to make medicine."

Tongzhen smiled and said: "That's easy to handle. As long as your cultivation reaches the Mahayana stage, it's easy to get a piece of tree root."

"Tsk!" Liu Qinghuan said: "Then we have to wait. The road to immortality is bumpy. I may not even be able to break through the Yinxu realm. Who knows when I will reach the Mahayana stage."

While joking, everyone finally walked across the long bridge and set foot on the land of Qijue Realm.

The Qijue Realm is named after the seven Jedi. If it were not allowed now, Liu Qinghuan would be very interested in exploring it.

A gorgeous Dharma boat was already waiting there. After everyone boarded, Chang Ying ordered people to sail the boat and slowly headed towards the Futu Demon Sect.

There was no words on the road. Soon, a huge black palace appeared on the horizon ahead, standing like a mountain on the vast land. When you get closer, it looks majestic and magnificent, one layer after another, getting smaller and smaller as you go up, and the top is far away in the clouds.

Standing at the foot of the palace, a strong sense of oppression came over me. People seemed to become extremely small. If they were not determined, they might leave a shadow from now on.

Chang Ying looked at Liu Qinghuan with some satisfaction and said: "Everyone, please!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly and followed everyone off the Dharma boat. As soon as you walked into the palace gate, the light immediately dimmed. The torches inserted into the rough stone walls were swaying in the wind caused by people walking around, and the shadows reflected on the walls were like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Disciples in black robes shuttled back and forth like ghosts, and the entire Demon Sect was silent, as silent as a tomb.

Everyone couldn't help but fell silent, and followed Chang Ying through the dark passages, all the way up, and reached one of the floors.

Chang Ying stopped and hid himself in his black robe, saying, "Everyone, please rest on this floor for the time being. There are several rooms here. You can live in any one you want. Everything inside is ready."

Tongzhen frowned and asked: "Fellow Taoist Changying, I wonder how your Demon Sect will arrange the next half month? Please let me know first."

Chang Ying raised his head, and the shaky firelight made the smile on his face look a bit weird. He said in a lazy voice: "Don't worry, you will be satisfied in this half month. A grand cleansing banquet will be arranged in the palace tomorrow. , I’ll invite you all to participate when the time comes, and have a good rest today.”

Tongzhen didn't want to ask any more questions, so Chang Ying laughed and said before turning around and leaving: "I almost forgot to remind you that you can walk around as you please in the Demon Sect, but I can't guarantee your safety."

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, and when Chang Ying's figure disappeared completely, someone mumbled dissatisfiedly: "What? The Demon Sect is amazing. It's too rude to treat guests like this!"

"Shh!" The person next to him quickly reminded: "Be careful, the walls have ears."

"So what, no matter how powerful they are, why don't they still let people talk!"

Although the man was still not angry, he still lowered his voice involuntarily. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he just shut up and went to choose a place to live with others.

For the first time, Liu Qinghuan felt the impact of the terrifying strength of the two sects and three sects in one palace. For the Futu Demon Sect, which has Mahayana monks in charge, these god-transforming monks are probably no more than Qi-training monks and cannot do anything at all. Get the other person's attention.

Fortunately, the accommodation was well arranged. There were four or five rooms in and out. They were gorgeously decorated and comfortable. More importantly, there was a window that could see outside.

He chose a room at random, checked everything after entering, threw some suspicious things into the left room and locked them up, then set up the magic circle he brought and opened the spirit beast bag.

Chu Yi and Gray Donkey jumped out with a whoosh, one landed directly on Liu Qinghuan's shoulder, and the other started to wander around the room. Then Xiao Hei, who became much more stable, and Ying Niang, Shi Shiran, stepped out.

Ying Niang licked her hair and asked, "Where are we now?"

"Buddha Demon Sect." Liu Qinghuan replied, walking to the window and looking outside.

Judging from the distance from the ground, this level is probably in the middle of the Demon Palace, and the people on the ground seem to be the size of ants.

He briefly talked about the recent events, and then said: "Something may happen tomorrow, and you may be called out. You are always ready."

At this time, the gray donkey had already walked around the room, muttering a very ordinary mirror and throwing it at his feet with a "snap".

Liu Qinghuan paused, picked up the mirror, and examined it carefully, only to realize that it was actually a well-hidden Yin mirror, transmitting the image reflected in the mirror to the person holding another Yin mirror.

Ying Niang frowned: "The people from the Demon Sect are too insidious."

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, green flames rose in his hands, and the Yin Ke Mirror quickly turned into black ashes.

He patted the gray donkey approvingly and took out a piece of spiritual grass as a reward: "I didn't expect you to have this ability. Let's go look for it and see if there is anything missing."

The gray donkey got the reward and jumped around again, but unfortunately there was no more gain.

Liu Qinghuan stood up and said, "You guys are standing guard outside. If anyone comes, Miss Ying, send them away first. I want to go in."

After entering the picture, he first poured green wood energy into the Hunyuan Lotus. The original small lotus leaf was two or three times its original size, and the tip of another leaf popped up next to it.

These days, when he has free time, he will come in and water it. So far, the results are quite good, but he doesn't know when the lotus flowers will bloom. And now the small cave sky has expanded a little, not much, about a foot or so.

On the mountain road, the incarnation with a strange appearance slowly walked down. Liu Qinghuan turned around and said: "You came just in time, I have something to say."

The incarnation said in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"To prevent any accidents from happening, the babies need to be united in these few days."

There was no objection to the incarnation. He was Liu Qinghuan himself. Without saying a word, he walked to the stream and sat down cross-legged. Liu Qinghuan also sat down opposite, and the two of them closed their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, a Nascent Soul emerged from each of their heads, and they quickly merged into one body. At the same time, their experiences and memories belonging to each other were also merged together.

These days, the incarnation has been testing the Nirvana Pill, and recently it has finally gained some insights. After the two elixirs from the ancient beast forest were used, the changes recorded in the pill recipe appeared.

The Nascent Soul submerged into Liu Qinghuan's body again. He opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and soon settled into depth and calm.