Eternal Tranquility

A voice came from behind: "Fellow Taoist, are you planning to practice the Secret Immortal Text?"

Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw the young male cultivator with a pale face. He nodded slightly in greeting and said, "Is this jade slip for teaching secret immortal literature?"

"That's right." The other party also picked up a jade slip from the stage and said, "I'm not boasting, except for Si Huiyuan, it's impossible to learn the secret immortal text anywhere else."

He smiled meaningfully: "You know, the one above..."

Liu Qinghuan's heart changed and she also smiled: "Is that person in the abyss now?"

The young male cultivator looked around and said mysteriously: "I heard that he came back and brought back a great demon cultivator, who was imprisoned in a deep prison."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed. There was more than one prison in the Abyss of Regret. Like the one he stayed in, it was full of monks in the realms of yin and yang, while those with higher cultivation levels were in other prisons.

"Great Demon Cultivator?"

"I heard he was a Mahayana demon cultivator." The young male cultivator looked proud, as if he was the one he had captured.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised. It seemed that the owner of this place was so good at cultivation that he could capture the Mahayana demon cultivator.

"But with our status, we are not even qualified to approach Leng Cui Palace." The young male cultivator shook his head and said: "What a pity!"

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever seen that Great Master?"

"I've only seen it once from a distance. Alas, let's not talk about it anymore." The male cultivator said, "Do you want this jade slip, fellow Taoist?"

Liu Qinghuan followed suit and changed the topic, saying: "Of course I want it, but it's a pity. Even if you can read the secret fairy script, it doesn't mean you have learned the real fairy script."

The other party nodded and said: "That's true, it seems useless to know the secret immortal text, but the true immortal text is incomplete in our human world, and every word contains the laws of heaven and earth. If you want to learn it, you have to go to the immortal world."

"It's good to be able to read secret immortal texts." Liu Qinghuan raised the jade slip in his hand: "So, how many spiritual stones are needed to replace this jade slip?"

The young male cultivator whispered the number, and Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. Although the price was a bit expensive, it was still within the acceptable range.

After the transaction was completed, Liu Qinghuan walked around the palace again, then returned to the prison and began to study the contents of the jade slip with great interest.

The Secret Immortal Text is composed of irregular dots and lines, which is extremely difficult to distinguish. And if a long section of Secret Immortal Text is connected together, it is even more difficult to distinguish. How to segment it is a huge problem.

There were also secret immortal inscriptions engraved in some places in Siguiyuan, but after he identified them, he found that they were just insignificant palace names and there was nothing surprising about them.

Liu Qinghuan no longer went out for walks, and only stayed in the prison every day. When he was doing inspections and practicing, he concentrated on studying the secret immortal texts.

"Are you still reading?" Niu Er shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door: "I said the secret fairy text is of no use, so why waste the energy."

Liu Qinghuan raised his head from the jade slip and said calmly: "I have nothing to do in the day, just passing the time. Did you send him there? Why weren't you there to watch the execution today?"

Dissatisfaction appeared on Niu Er's face: "Forget it, the people in the prison are getting less and less respectful now. They urge me to leave as soon as someone arrives! Do you think they don't like me?"

You only know now?

Liu Qinghuan cursed in his heart and said: "I don't go out on weekdays, so I haven't had much contact with them."

Niu Er complained a few more words, and felt even more bored when he saw that he had no interest in talking.

He walked around the house several times impatiently, and suddenly said: "Why don't you go back to the house and take a look? It's also quieter. Let me guard this place today."

Liu Qinghuan was surprised for a moment and replied: "No, it looks the same everywhere."

Niu Er waved the whip in his hand and said: "How about you go out and relax? Seeing that you have been staying in this prison all day, don't you feel depressed?"

Liu Qinghuan finally saw that this person wanted to drive him away.

He was full of doubts and couldn't understand the other party's purpose. After pondering for a while, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the room first."

Under the scorching gaze of the other party, Liu Qinghuan walked into the room next to him, leaving only a gap when activating the magic circle.

The door of the dungeon opened and closed, and after a while of silence outside, more loud screams and curses came out than before.

Liu Qinghuan leaned against the door. A trace of his consciousness had reached outside the door, and he saw Niu Er pulling a female cultivator out of the dungeon.

The female cultivator wore a chain around her neck that restricted her magic power, and her icy skin was mostly exposed. She let Niu Er hug her in a charming manner, but there was no hint of reluctance in her expression. Instead, she was lazy and charming in a unique way.

Niu Er pulled her towards his house and started to raise and lower his hands halfway, looking anxious. Not long after, obscene noises and words leaked out from the side room.

Liu Qinghuan's face darkened behind the door, and his evaluation of Niu Er plummeted again.

This person is also too bold. Not only does he act without rules, but he also has no scruples, and he actually gets involved with people in prison!

Even if the female cultivator's magic power was sealed, it didn't seem like she was unwilling, but nothing in this world was absolute. He was the only one who could find a way to escape when his whole body was imprisoned.

Liu Qinghuan thought about it and closed the magic circle, deciding to pretend not to see it.

Whatever happens, he can't be blamed if something goes wrong. What's more, he doesn't like the whole Siguiyuan. Even if those demon cultivators break out of the prison now, what does it have to do with him?

And he didn't believe that the tower sent him here just to let him guard the cell as a jailer. There should be other purposes. He just had to wait and see what happened.

However, the change he expected did not appear this time. Not long after, the door next door opened again, and Niu Er, with a satisfied look on his face, sent the female cultivator into the dungeon again.

In the days that followed, Liu Qinghuan paid close attention and found that this person would do this kind of thing every once in a while, and the female cultivator he brought out was different every time.

As time went by, Niu Er gradually became less secretive in front of him, but no one said anything, he just did his own thing tacitly.

In this way, time passes like running water, and decades pass by in a blink of an eye. Just when Liu Qinghuan began to doubt all the judgments he had made before, he didn't know that his biggest enemy lived not far from him.

Yujiu felt that he was extremely unlucky. First, the catastrophe suddenly advanced for no reason, catching him completely unprepared.

After finally surviving the catastrophe, an overwhelming wall of light came rushing towards them. If he was in his prime, he would not take it to heart, but at that time he was seriously injured and had to hide in the tower first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he fell into a void, and then an old man with a good nose suddenly appeared and attacked without saying a word.

The two had a great battle, and naturally he lost, being seriously injured. However, the other party did not kill him quickly, but locked him back and put him in a prison cell.

Yujiu has never been so aggrieved. He has been imprisoned like this for decades. Because he is bound by the Demonic Forbidden Iron, he cannot even heal his injuries. He can only rely on the recovery ability of his body to slowly recover. However, injuries sustained during the catastrophe cannot heal on their own, so after all these years, his injuries have not improved much.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside, and soon they came outside the cell door, and an extremely subtle voice came in: "Demon Lord, we have made arrangements."

Yujiu raised his head with a cold expression: "That person left?"

"Yes Demon Lord, Immortal Yi left Sihuiyuan half a month ago. I saw him leave with my own eyes."

Yujiu showed a cruel smile: "Okay, let's start it!"