Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan stopped and approached the dungeon: "The poor guy who was kicked down from the fairy world?"

This was the first time he responded to these people. The whole dungeon became lively in an instant, with all kinds of screams, laughter, and whistles. The howling of ghosts and wolves almost broke the roof.

"The new guy finally stopped pretending to be mute, hahaha!"

"I didn't like this pretty boy on the first day. I really wanted to break his fragile little neck."

"It would be a pity to twist it off, I just want to take a bite on it..."

Liu Qinghuan ignored the others and looked down at the distorted face of the person who called him first under the light screen of the formation: "You said the owner of this place was exiled from the fairy world?"

"Yes!" the other party said provocatively: "That guy himself is not a good person, and he even described himself as a heavenly punisher. He wanted to punish heaven on behalf of heaven and wipe out all evil in the world - but it made me laugh so hard. Haha! He is so powerful, why don’t he come to the mortal world to pretend to be stupid!"

Liu Qinghuan found it a bit unbelievable. Taoism focuses on self-cultivation, with inaction and tranquility as the main purpose of cultivation. Such private prisons are set up in an attempt to punish evil and eliminate evil, which is somewhat nosy.

Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to those Buddhist practices that emphasize the salvation of all sentient beings.

He said thoughtfully: "You seem to know the other party very well?"

"He's the one who caught me!" The man cursed and muttered: "It's better to just give me a knife. It's better to die than to be locked up in this hellish place and tortured!"

There were various echoes and curses in other dungeons, and it was noisy and lively.

Liu Qinghuan saw that he couldn't ask anything else, and it was difficult to tell whether the other party's words were true or false, so he didn't bother to talk to the other party anymore, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, don't leave!" the man shouted, "I still have something to ask you."

Liu Qinghuan paused and thought for a moment before saying, "What do you want to ask?"

The man's face was crowded on the formation light screen: "Didn't you just come in from the outside? Tell us about what's going on outside."

"Yes, let's talk about what's going on outside!" A group of people shouted: "We are imprisoned in this place, in the dark all day long, and all our abilities are imprisoned. It is too hard."

"Boy, have you been to the Wind Demon Realm? How is the Wind Demon Realm now?"

"Has the cave world been destroyed?"

"Do Fairy Chilian and Master Wutian have dual cultivation?"

Liu Qinghuan thought to himself, you people are really good at following a stick, do you really think he has a good temper? Besides, how did he know what he was asking about?

Just as he was ignoring it, he heard someone shout again: "Did the immortal treasures in the Mingshan War Zone fall into the wrong hands?"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned and looked towards the dungeon where the sound came from: "What?"

The person who lived in the dungeon was a demon cultivator who was originally a black tiger. Only two eyes with a penetrating light could be seen in the darkness.

"Let me ask you, did the immortal treasure from the Mingshan Battlefield fall into your hands, Qingming?"

Liu Qinghuan felt a little strange in his heart and asked, "When you came in, was the Immortal Treasure just born?"

"good."

"Then how long have you been here in Siguiyuan?"

"Hmm..." Those tiger eyes flashed, and then he said: "It's probably been a few decades."

The Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Vase was already in his possession hundreds of years ago.

A terrible suspicion came to mind. Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a long time before replying: "The Immortal Treasure disappeared after that."

After saying that, he ignored those who were still chattering. He left the dungeon and returned to his small room. Shock and strong confusion finally appeared on his face.

He actually went back hundreds of years? !

Where is this Siguiyuan, and that tower, could it be...

"Is it related to the law of time?"

Liu Qinghuan walked back and forth in the house several times, her mood calmed down a little, but she was still puzzled.

The demon cultivator seemed to have no reason to lie on this matter. After all, the other party did not know where he came from or when he came.

"Illusion, this must be an illusion!"

After thinking about it, he could only blame it on the speculation of the illusion, but everything in the abyss of regret was too real. He had not found a trace of the illusion in these days, and he felt really unsure.

Perhaps it was because his cultivation level was too low that he couldn't see the truth here, but he still had no clue why the tower sent him to the Abyss of Regret.

All kinds of confusions filled his heart. Liu Qinghuan was quite dissatisfied with the current situation. A coldness flashed in his eyes and he whispered: "Whether it is an illusion or time and space regression, one day, the flaws will slowly be exposed. I want to see what's behind this." What secrets are there!”

As long as his life is not threatened, he can wait and see how things develop.

What Liu Qinghuan didn't know was that this accident allowed him to escape Yujiu's pursuit once again.

"disappeared?"

In a main hall, Yujiu looked down at the monk kneeling below: "What does it mean to be missing?"

"Returning to your Majesty, the man has never appeared again since he was sent back to Youguan Realm by Taiqing. Our spies buried in the Mid-Levels Academy spread the news that they are also looking for him, but there is no trace of him. "

Yujiu looked sinister and said, "But after checking it out, he is indeed the person I'm looking for?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, his original name is Liu Qinghuan, a Wenshi sect from Yunmengze in Wanhu Realm. He appeared in Qingmingtian many years ago, and later joined Banshan Academy. He also changed his name to Shang Shu and entered Youguan Realm, destroying our Qijue The refining of the Magic Luck Pill..."

"Trash!" Yujiu casually threw something at hand and said angrily: "Everything I found is useless. Where are the people? I can't find where the people went! Get out of here!"

The monk below was so frightened that he trembled and quickly retreated, only to be stopped again.

"Wait a minute, where was he last seen?"

"Your Majesty, because there is a deviation in the landing point of the realm gate, we have only found that he was missing near Hungya Ridge in Youguan realm. However, we sent people to search the entire mountain area, but no trace of him was found..."

Seeing Yujiu suddenly getting up and walking out, the monk was stunned and stammered: "Your Majesty, do you, do you want to go in person?"

Yujiu said with a gloomy face: "Otherwise, what use would it be to rely on you wastes?"

"But, but, that's just a Yang Realm monk..."

He didn't dare to speak anymore, because Yujiu's face became obviously darker and his anger seemed to be rising.

Yes, a young monk who had only just transformed into a god could slip through his fingers. I originally thought that he had been torn into pieces by the void hole, but I didn't expect that he was still alive. This time, there was no chance of escaping from his grasp!

The means of Mahayana monks are naturally not comparable to others, so it didn't take long for Yujiu to reach the big lake and sneer at the black water of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, four stone sculptures opened their eyes at the same time and stood in front of him. But the irritable Yanhou was afraid to say a word behind the snake-shaped stone sculpture. The stone sculpture with the crocodile head and the back of the turtle spoke: "Great monk, there is nothing you need here. Please hurry up." Leave."

"Interesting." Yujiu glanced at the entire altar and said with an evil smile: "I didn't expect that there is a relic from the fairy world here... I want to ask you, has a Yang Realm male cultivator been here before?"

The crocodile-headed stone sculpture was silent for a moment, and then said in a very practical way: "Yes."

Yujiu ordered: "Very good, now open the door for me."

The crocodile-headed stone sculpture fell into silence again, and after a while he said: "If the great monk insists on entering, we can't stop him. However, my four brothers cannot guarantee what will happen after entering..."