Eternal Tranquility

The atmosphere in the Xuanwu camp has been very tense recently. There are many more monks on the street, and all of them look serious, as if they are facing a formidable enemy. In the teahouse and inn, the people gathered together were whispering, and all kinds of news that was unclear between true and false were flying around.

In the past few days, a few monks who had escaped from Tainan in embarrassment brought back shocking news. It is said that ghosts are rampant in Tainan, and many people have died.

Even the inspections for entering the camp have been much stricter, because I heard that there are ghosts that can turn into beautiful women in red and mix among the monks, so now there is not a single female monk wearing red in the camp, and not even a single male monk is wearing red. clothes.

"How long do you want to keep watching?" Lele, who was dressed in pink, said impatiently. She completely lost patience with the gatekeeper monk who had been checking over and over for a long time: "Can't you tell whether it's a human or a ghost?"

The monk said cautiously: "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me. Can you please take off your veil?"

Lele's eyes widened, and when Liu Qinghuan shook his head gently, he managed to hold back his anger and pulled down the veil on his face.

The gatekeeper monk was so dizzy by the beauty in front of him that he suddenly remembered who this woman was. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and said hurriedly: "It turns out to be Fairy Le, Le. I, I have eyesight and cannot recognize Mount Tai. Please Fairy Le." Don’t blame…”

Lele glanced at him. He was frightened when he thought of this woman's terrifying reputation. He just wanted to send this plague god away as soon as possible. He glanced at the token of Qinglong Camp that Liu Qinghuan was holding and let him go.

The two finally entered the Xuanwu Camp. As they walked forward, Lele said, "Finally we got out of that damn place! Liu Qinghuan, just come with me. My dad rented a large courtyard with many rooms."

That day, the two of them checked the space crack leading to the Nine Nether Hell, but they did not dare to get close. After that, he left the Tainan Immortal Sect ruins, escaped the pursuit of many ghosts, emerged from the wind barrier, and came to the Xuanwu camp.

Liu Qinghuan quickly declined, but Miss Le was acting like a naughty girl and refused to let go.

Cheating on the street is not a good look, so Liu Qinghuan could only nod helplessly: "Okay, I just have something to tell your father."

"Hey, do you have something to tell my dad?" Lele blinked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Liu Qinghuan flicked his sleeves: "Little girl, don't ask so many questions."

Lele pouted: "I'm not a little girl!" She forced Liu Qinghuan to tell her now.

Liu Qinghuan kept her mouth shut this time and refused to say anything.

The two soon arrived at a courtyard. As soon as Lele opened the protective circle, Yan Hua rushed out: "Junior sister, you are finally back. I...Master is very worried about you these days. Are you injured anywhere?"

Lele rolled her eyes and pushed him away: "Okay, okay, I'm not hurt, let us in quickly."

Only then did Yan Hua notice Liu Qinghuan and said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Liu!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and cupped his hands: "Friend Daoist Yan."

The three of them walked in. Liu Qinghuan took a moment to look at it. This courtyard house was exquisite, and it even had an elegant small garden in such a tight space.

"Where's my dad?" Lele asked as he walked inside.

Yan Hua surrounded Lele, his eyes never leaving, with a naive smile on his face: "Master went to Wangchen Sect to discuss matters, and he is not here now."

"Oh, Yan Mutou, please arrange a place for Liu Qinghuan to live." Lele slapped her shoulders: "I'm exhausted these days. Liu Qinghuan, when my father comes back, I will take you to see him."

"Okay, junior sister, have a good rest. I'll call you when Master comes back." Yan Hua said, then looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, how about you live next door to me?"

Liu Qinghuan would not have any objections.

Lele went to the backyard, and Liu Qinghuan followed Yan Hua to the other side.

On the way, Yan Hua scratched his hair and asked with some embarrassment: "How come Fellow Daoist Liu is with my junior sister?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and patted his shoulder: "We just met him accidentally in Tainan."

…

Liu Qinghuan only met True Lord Penghua on the third day.

True Lord Penghua was very busy, and at the same time he was not very interested in meeting a foundation-building monk, even if the young monk was his daughter's friend.

"Liu Qing is happy, otherwise my dad will leave again." Lele pulled Liu Qinghuan and hurried to the front hall, and complained: "Who told you to refuse to tell me why you want to see my dad? My dad thought it was you again. What about those who want to curry favor?”

Liu Qinghuan was also helpless. If he didn't see her again today, he would be ready to leave. As long as he works hard, if there is really no chance, what happens in the future will have nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, when they rushed to the front hall, Zhenjun Penghua had not left yet. He was drinking tea and talking with another Nascent Soul male cultivator. There was also a young cultivator standing next to him.

"Dad!" Lele rushed in and said coquettishly: "You have time to drink tea and you don't see my friends."

True Lord Penghua, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, glared at her while holding a tea cup: "No rules! Your father is talking about business! I haven't come over to meet your Uncle Dongxu yet."

Lele also stared back, and then saluted the young-looking Nascent Soul male cultivator: "Uncle Dongxu." Then he saluted the standing young monk: "Elder Brother."

Lord Dongxu put down his tea bowl and chuckled: "In the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown so big."

"Oh, I look like a monkey all day long, and I don't have the gentleness and quietness of my daughter's family at all." Zhenjun Penghua sighed: "Taifangchen, don't be offended."

These two fathers and daughters have the same temperament, so people like to call them by their first names.

True Lord Penghua said to Lele again: "I'm afraid of you because you've been arguing all day long. Where is the person you mentioned, please bring him in quickly!"

Liu Qinghuan then walked in from the door and saluted with neither humility nor arrogance: "Junior, I pay my respects to True Lord Penghua and True Lord Dongxu."

True Lord Penghua looked him up and down: "I heard that you want to see me?"

Liu Qinghuan straightened up: "Yes, I have something to tell my senior, but the matter is very important and can only be discussed with..."

He glanced at Zhenjun Dongxu, and then said: "I can only talk to the two seniors."

When True Lord Dongxu heard this, his eyes fell on him: "Oh? Is there anything else about me?"

Liu Qinghuan remained silent. True Lord Penghua looked at him inquiringly for a few seconds, waved his hand, and the young male cultivator beside him bowed and retreated.

Lele refused: "I want to listen too, I won't leave!"

True Lord Penghua ignored her while holding the tea bowl, and she looked at Liu Qinghuan, who also shook his head.

"Humph!" Lele pouted and ran out.

True Lord Penghua created a soundproof shield and said, "Can you speak now?"

"Thank you, senior, for forgiving me for my rudeness." Liu Qinghuan said. He raised his head, took out a jade slip and said solemnly: "Junior Liu Qinghuan is a Yuanying monk from the Wenshi sect, one of the four top sects in the Yunmengze continent. Yang Zi’s true disciple, this is my identity jade slip.”

Neither of the two Nascent Soul cultivators expected Liu Qinghuan to start like this, and both showed a hint of surprise.

True Lord Penghua took the jade slip and looked at it, wondering: "Yunmeng Zewen is the first sect?"

True Lord Dongxu also looked at the jade slip and said calmly: "It is said to be a continent on the other side of the sea. I have read it in an ancient book. The Wenshi Sect should be a large sect that has existed for tens of thousands of years."

Zhenjun Penghua finally became more interested: "You are quite interesting as a junior. Tell me what you want to tell us."

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath: "Sealed War!"