Eternal Tranquility

Seeing the undisguised fighting spirit in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, Changying's aura was inexplicably reduced. In addition, there was an important person from upstairs standing next to him. The other party even showed that he had a good relationship with the other party, and he was nothing. Confident.

"Hahaha, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore!" Changying quickly changed the subject: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, now that you are an empty monk, what are your plans in the future?"

Liu Qinghuan was speechless. It seemed that he couldn't fight today.

This man is very good at sizing up situations, and he is very slippery. He will look back if something goes wrong, and he is so cautious that he is a little timid.

It's good that he has just finished his tribulation and his realm is not yet stable. If he really wants to take action forcefully, the risk will be extremely high.

He secretly thought it was a pity. He turned his eyes and saw the familiar scabbard on the opponent's back. He smiled and said: "I heard that the Palace of Mirrors in the upper realm is about to open. I wonder if you have any definite news?"

Who is the person on the upper floor? Wen Xian looked at the sword on his back with a thoughtful look, and his expression became meaningful.

Changying's heart trembled, and he took a few steps back uncomfortably under the gaze of the two people. He forced a smile and said: "It's still early for the opening of Baojing Palace. I've been in Zhuoyuan for a long time, so there's no news."

He looked around and then cupped his hands: "I remembered that I still have something to deal with, but I can't stay any longer. Senior Chonglou and fellow Taoist Qinglin, I'll see you later..."

Before he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him.

Ye Jing sneered and uttered two words: "Villain!"

Then he said: "I think you seem to be quite concerned about the matter of Baojing Palace. That person has a small flying hanging order on his body. Why don't you go after it?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head: "It's not that he doesn't care, but he's just too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party, so he simply provoked him to retreat on his own... Didn't Fellow Daoist Ye pursue him too?"

Ye Jing said with waning interest: "I am different from you. If I appear in Qingming, let alone the Mirror Palace and the Aquarius Palace, I am afraid that as soon as my whereabouts are revealed, a lot of enemies will come to me. I have not recovered to my previous cultivation. For now, let’s just stay in Zhuoyuan.”

Liu Qinghuan hesitated to speak, but in the end he still did not ask the question in his heart.

He had never asked Ye Jing carefully about his origins. It's already miserable enough to be driven to a place like Zhuoyuan where a bird doesn't poop. If he asked again, wouldn't it be tantamount to exposing someone's wounds?

So he just said: "The spiritual energy in the turbid abyss is thin, so it is really not suitable for cultivation."

Ye Jing sneered: "You are allowed to have space treasures, but not me too?"

This was like opening the skylight and speaking frankly. Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but laugh.

He was not surprised that the other party could guess that he had space treasures. And according to his guess, Ye Jing's status in the past was probably not low, and his cultivation level was at least above the integration stage. It is not uncommon to have space treasures as well.

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Hu Si finally found an opening and came forward: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Daoist for successfully overcoming the tribulation and achieving great success. From now on, you will embark on the road to reach the sky. From now on, when you reach the upper world, you will definitely be able to sweep through it." On the one hand, beat those people till their teeth are cut off!"

These words were so nondescript that Liu Qinghuan didn't know how to answer them, so he could only say: "Thank you for your kind words."

Hu Si smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth and said: "So, fellow Taoist, you have been practicing here in seclusion all these years. I have gone to the gray stone land to look for you many times before but couldn't find you. I was worried that something had happened to you... …”

Seeing him chatting with Liu Qinghuan, the other demon cultivators also swarmed around him. Seeing that his temper was still the same as before, they became bolder and congratulated him repeatedly.

Just talking and talking, somehow it turned into a complaint meeting.

"That man named Chang Ying is unreasonable and unreasonable. Not only does he force us to hand over 70% of the harvest from the fields, but he also acts tyrannically and oppresses those of us who live in the turmoil..."

"We have had such a hard time these past few years, and the small tribes below can hardly even afford to eat..."

"Lord Qinglin, since you are now a great monk, can you help us, not only by killing him, but also by beating him away!"

A group of people looked at him with expectant expressions. Liu Qinghuan coughed, ignoring the ridicule on the faces of the people upstairs, and said calmly:

"I'm afraid I can't be of much help in this matter. I have just passed through the tribulation, and my realm is not yet stable. I have to stay in seclusion for a while longer, so I won't talk to you anymore."

After saying that, he ignored the disappointed and resentful looks of those demon cultivators and left.

He is not a Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering, let alone a Bodhisattva who needs incense and offerings.

Do these demon cultivators here really think he is a fool who is easy to fool, and how much gratitude can they feel in their hearts when they say the words of request? Maybe he would turn around and scold him and Chang Ying for being the same species.

As for the small tribes at the bottom, the biggest oppression they receive comes from themselves, and they have the nerve to say that they are living a miserable life, which is simply ridiculous.

Liu Qinghuan simply refused, and the demon cultivators had nothing to do with him, so they could only leave unhappy.

But not long after, they became happy again because Changying suddenly disappeared.

Because of Liu Qinghuan's release from seclusion and the presence of the people on Chonglou, Changying felt that her situation had become unfavorable. She did not even return to Blackwater City, leaving behind a group of Qingming monks and hiding somewhere.

The demon cultivators were naturally cheering for joy, but these had nothing to do with Liu Qinghuan. The valley where he lived before had been destroyed by the catastrophe, so he found another remote mountain to live.

Ye Jing also followed and asked, "Are you planning to leave Zhuoyuan?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "We have to wait. I'm afraid Dao Wuya is not that easy to climb. I have to stabilize my realm a little more."

Ye Jing asked him for a bottle of elixir without asking any more questions, saying that he wanted to compensate for the fact that his cave was also destroyed by the catastrophe, and then left.

Liu Qinghuan reset the magic circle, continued to release avatars to let him guard the door, and entered the Songxi Cave Sky Map.

Because they had to overcome the catastrophe, Chu Yi and Fu Bao had been left in the small cave by him before. When they saw him coming in, they were naturally overjoyed and even invited the Shui Xiu and Hui Shi tribes to come together to congratulate him.

After so many years, we have been living comfortably in the map. The number of the two tribes has increased, and the number has almost reached 3,000. Moreover, the Shuixiu Clan has already had its first golden elixir stage monk, the woman named Jing.

Liu Qinghuan was a little relieved, but he didn't pay much attention. He just asked them to leave and returned to the quiet room.

He sat cross-legged, and after a moment, a green shadow emerged from his body.

There was a faint golden light surrounding the green shadow, burning quietly like a golden flame. He fell to the ground, walked around the room with clear movements, and stood next to the flower vase in the corner of the quiet room, gently playing with the petals with his hands.

This is Liu Qinghuan's Yangshen. Although his figure is still a bit ethereal, his facial features can be seen clearly. Both his expression and habitual movements are exactly the same as Liu Qinghuan sitting cross-legged next to him.

Human souls, before they practice cultivation, are all Yinshen. The Yin spirit is invisible and cannot be touched, so it cannot be seen.

With practice, the Yin Shen gradually condenses and becomes more and more stable. It is not until it crosses the threshold of the empty steps that it can condense and manifest, turning into white mist, flying catkins, human form, or a ball of light air, depending on each person.

Before the empty stage, all kinds of spells and thoughts were all provoking the Yin God. After the empty steps, the yang spirit appears, and you can walk with flowers, touch foreign objects, and develop great supernatural powers.

If there are outsiders here, they will find that Liu Qinghuan's Yang Shen, even if it has just condensed, is much more solid than people of the same level of cultivation, almost on the same level as the middle stage of Yinxu Realm.

Liu Qinghuan was very satisfied, and quickly let Yang Shen return to his body. He opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and then took out a bound book. On the cover, there are the words Qingjun Junyi...

Come on, let's all think about the name of the protagonist's own mental method. Requirements: It must be able to see that it is in the same vein as "Zuowang Sutra", and the artistic conception must be clear and far-reaching. I know that among the readers, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon will definitely achieve better results than the author. Let us all share our ideas! If the author accepts it, he will send a red envelope to the reader who named it (the red envelope is not big, haha).