Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan was shocked. In his Songxi Cave Sky Map, the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace was containing the Immortal Pill in the eyes of the sea. It was almost exactly the same as the scene here!

The cauldron rippled slightly with the water in the pool, and coupled with the traces of smoke escaping, it was obvious that it was in the process of gestating the elixir.

And the people here obviously understand what this scene represents. They all look towards the direction of the pool from time to time. Their joy and greed are obvious, but they don't know why they don't break the restriction, but instead fight outside?

However, due to the arrival of Liu Qinghuan, the scene suddenly cooled down. The middle-aged male cultivator glanced at the other people with a hint of anger, and with a hint of arrogance in his expression, he ignored everyone and walked to the ban to squat down and take a look.

In addition to his expressionless face, Liu Qinghuan caught the banished man winking at the old woman and then moving away as if nothing had happened.

The atmosphere became a little strange. The old woman coughed, paused and said, "Let's break the restriction first. I just checked, and I'm afraid this restriction is not simple."

The banished flower man walked to the middle-aged male cultivator and said with a smile: "I don't care if it is simple or not, just blast it away."

"No." The middle-aged male cultivator said solemnly: "This restriction is closely connected with this space. If it is broken forcefully, it will most likely cause the space to break, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

He waved his hand and cast several spells, and then he saw that the light curtain covering the pool suddenly glowed with bright spiritual light, and faintly appearing light bands emerged, stretching and flying in all directions, connecting the sky and the earth, forming a A dense network.

The entire Tianji Palace was divided into countless grids of the same size, with brilliance surging inside and mist rippling like water waves.

Compared with formations, the power of restrictions is generally much greater. If it doesn't move, it will affect the overall situation and cause a huge chain reaction.

In addition, this is the Palace of Treasure Mirrors, and Taoist Wang Ren is the best in the world. No one knows whether he has set up a trap that will make people die, so no one dares to act rashly.

The old woman bent her back and said in an old-fashioned way: "It's hard to handle..."

"Hey!" Banished Flower Man wandered closer, looked sideways at Liu Qinghuan and said, "Are you proficient in formations?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head slightly: "I haven't dabbled in it."

Ban Hua Lang frowned and walked away: "... If I had known better, I wouldn't have forced Qing Ji away. At least she still knows a little bit..."

The expressions of several people became solemn, and they walked back and forth around the pool to explore with their own thoughts.

The pool is several miles in circumference, and the water is as clear as a mirror and azure blue. As for the large cauldron floating in the center of the pool, only the upper half of the cauldron can be seen. It is square and majestic, full of ancient charm, and must be of high quality.

The more Liu Qinghuan looked at it, the happier he became. He didn't expect to see an alchemy cauldron here. You must know that water alchemy is not as popular as fire alchemy, so water alchemy furnaces are extremely rare, and there are even fewer high-quality ones. .

And since the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace has been used to store the Flying Immortal Pill for a long time, he usually uses a very ordinary pill furnace, which still has some influence on the refining of the pill.

Therefore, while others were speculating on what kind of magical elixir the cauldron contained, Liu Qinghuan focused on the elixir cauldron, discerning the vague carvings on it.

At this time, Wuwo suddenly came over and said, "Friend, we meet again."

Liu Qinghuan was secretly surprised that this man actually took the initiative to talk. After thinking about it, he glanced to the side again, with a vague suspicion in his heart, and replied: "Yes, after all, this is the third time we have met."

After exchanging names, Wuwo's ​​cold and ferocious face softened slightly: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Qinglin. That day in Broken Star Town, fellow Taoist encountered something unpleasant because of me. Please don't take it to heart. ”

"How could that happen?" Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly and said, "It's just a small thing, I've already forgotten it."

The two exchanged polite greetings. Wuwo raised his chin slightly and looked at the three people over there: "What do you think?"

The middle-aged male cultivator was standing by the pool with a cold face. Pieces of auras of different colors flew out of his hands, as if he was checking whether there were any omissions in the restriction.

On the other side, the banished man and the old woman seemed to come together accidentally, and they whispered for a few words before they separated again.

Liu Qinghuan chuckled softly: "The wind blows the grass on the wall, whichever is beneficial and the other is disadvantageous, it's just that everyone has their own needs."

The treasure is there behind a thin layer of restrictions. No one wants to take it for themselves, but there are five people present, and one of them is obviously stronger than the other four. If the others want a share of the pie, Then we can only join forces to compete.

The middle-aged male cultivator has the highest cultivation level and the strongest strength. Naturally, he will not be willing to give away the treasure he is about to get, so he is alone.

The old woman's cultivation level is in the late stage of Yinxu Realm, which is only slightly lower than that of the middle-aged male cultivator. She must have another plan, but I don't know if she has reached some kind of alliance with Ban Hualang.

Liu Qinghuan and Wuwo looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Those who have cultivated to their level are all thoughtful people, and they can already understand the other person's thoughts with just a belated greeting.

The undercurrent hidden under the calm has begun to surge, and the five people have faintly divided into three factions in a very short period of time. And when the restriction is broken, the battle breaks out.

However, before the fight started on their side, they saw those brilliant bands of light suddenly fluctuating, and the entire ruins began to shake.

"Who!" The middle-aged male cultivator turned around suddenly: "Who triggered the restriction?"

At the same time, a black shadow jumped out from the void, raised its hand and flew out an object, hitting the restricted light curtain covering the pool!

"boom!"

Spider-like lightning shot out in all directions, and the hint of sadness and destruction contained in it made Liu Qinghuan feel a chill in her heart. She immediately protected herself with a piece of tortoise shell and quickly retreated.

"Qing Ji!" Banished Flower Man roared, a flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and large plumes of red and pink smoke spewed out: "You are not dead!"

"Hahaha!" Qing Ji let out a sharp laugh, and saw that the cover on her face had been removed. The left face was as beautiful as a fairy, but the right face was as ugly as a ghost, with long snow-white hair hanging all over her head and dragging to the ground.

"If you die, I may not die either!" She looked at Banished Hwarang fiercely, held up something in her hand, and said with a somewhat crazy expression: "Which of you will kill him for me, I will take him into the forbidden area!"

What she saw in her hand was a palm-sized formation disk, with broken lights flashing on it, as if all the stars in the sky had fallen into the disk, emitting a trace of huge power that affected the heaven and earth.

The scene fell silent, and the banished Hwa Lang spat with an extremely ugly face: "You ugly monster, don't think that you can do whatever you want with the interpretation of the astrolabe in hand!"

He turned to look at the others. Liu Qinghuan and Wuwo were both standing relatively far away, obviously with an attitude that it had nothing to do with them. The expressions on the old woman and the middle-aged male cultivator were somewhat intriguing.