Eternal Tranquility

Because he didn't know when Wugui Ruins would appear, Liu Qinghuan couldn't retreat in Baishi City, so he planned to use it to practice magic.

The Qiankun Finger obtained from the old demon's cave is easy to get started, but the further you go, the harder it gets. A large bluestone by the lake became a victim of his practice of this technique. There were more and more holes as thick as a finger on it, and as time went by, the holes became deeper and deeper.

Compared with the Qiankun Zhi, Liu Qinghuan focused more on practicing the splitting formula of the Eight-Character Sword Technique.

He originally wanted to practice the Hui Zi Jue first, but the Hui Zi Jue requires a peaceful sword intent and a return to nature. After practicing for a while, Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to give up.

After all, he is not a sword cultivator, and his sword cultivation is still far behind. It is not that easy to reach the state of returning to nature.

Moreover, the Sword Intention of Life and Death is the realization of Tao, and it is still in the process of raising the sword. There is still a long way to go before the sword can be completed. Coupled with the fact that he uses it frequently on weekdays, it has seriously hindered the growth of the Sword Intent of Life and Death.

Liu Qinghuan hesitated for a few days, went over his attack methods, and finally made the decision to seal the bamboo.

Sealing bamboo is similar to sealing a tripod when refining weapons and elixirs, sealing and nourishing the sword of life and death in the reverse life bamboo.

However, as a result, he had no sword to use, so he had to visit several stores in the city before buying a high-grade spiritual sword that was barely suitable, and continued to practice the splitting technique of the Eight-Character Sword Art.

But he was used to using the Sword Intention of Life and Death, so when he used other spiritual swords, he felt that it was all kinds of awkward. Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to take it step by step.

The power of the Fenzijue sword was too great to be used in a small place, so he ran to the nearby mountains to practice.

The sword formula can be mastered quickly, but unfortunately the essence of the eight-character sword formula lies in the conversion of sword movements between each character formula, which is extremely difficult.

The Huan Zi Jue is ethereal and treacherous, the Breaking Zi Jue has a sharp attack, and the Split Zi Jue is majestic. How to make the three completely different sword movements blend into one, smooth and rounded, Liu Qinghuan felt for the first time that he was so powerful that there was no distraction. usefulness.

Time passed slowly in such a stumbling way, and five years passed in a flash.

A long blue sword loomed through the mountains. One moment it was under a big tree, and the next moment it appeared behind the rocks. The ethereal sword power suddenly changed without any warning. The sword body, which originally had an afterimage, suddenly solidified, and the sword light passed through the invisible ripples.

Just a soft sound was heard, and the rock broke into pieces like tofu.

The stone fragments just flew up, but as if they were frightened, the rising momentum suddenly stopped, and a huge force suddenly erupted, and the green sword slashed towards the valley.

"Boom!"

Countless birds flew out of the woods next to the valley in fright at the loud noise. A young bird that had just learned to fly flew over the valley in panic. In its frightened black eyes, a green sword shadow was getting bigger and bigger. As he got closer, he moved forward with a huge and majestic sword force.

The chick was so frightened that it couldn't flap its wings smoothly, and all its feathers flew away. However, it saw the sword shadow suddenly swam, submerged into the void in a blink of an eye, and reappeared very far behind it.

Liu Qinghuan walked out of the forest and reached out to catch the fallen chick.

The bird's small body trembled into a ball, and its tender beak pecked the palm of his hand twice before flying away staggeringly.

Liu Qinghuan chuckled, recalled the Qingying Sword, and touched the sword with emotion.

Five years, it took him a full five years to practice the three characters of Huan, Po and Fen to his heart's content!

The sun had already set in the west, so Liu Qinghuan stopped practicing his sword and turned around to fly towards Baishi City.

From a distance, I saw another mirage appear on the sea, this time it was a group of islands in the sea, scattered in the sky.

Not long after we entered the city, there were more foundation-building monks in the city than before, and people were already arriving one after another to wait for the appearance of Buguixu.

However, Buguixu is not like the Tainan Examination, because you must have entry-level beads, which greatly limits the number of people. Furthermore, most of the things inside are just low-level spiritual weapons, so the high-level monks are not very interested in coming to join in the fun. Most of the people who come are foundation-building monks.

But the danger of not returning to the ruins is probably far greater than the roaring sea. As long as you can withstand the strong wind and be more careful, you can always walk into the Sea of ​​Howling Wind. But the reason why Bugui Ruins is called Bugui means that most of the people who go in will never come back.

After all, monks cherish their lives. Cultivation is not easy, and the road to immortality is extremely long. If you don't enter or return to ruins, you won't lose much opportunity.

When Liu Qinghuan wanted to go in, in addition to the entrance beads, there was also a rumor that someone had discovered a teleportation circle.

Although he didn't know whether the teleportation circle led to Yunmengze, Liu Qinghuan had to verify it himself.

Bugui Ruins was once a battlefield for monks, a place of dead souls, and a place cursed by time. There are souls wandering inside that refuse to die, as well as souls that don't know they are dead.

These dead souls are different from the ghosts in the Nine Nether Hell. They are the souls of people left behind in the world.

When Liu Qinghuan returned to the small courtyard where she rented, she saw a booklet lying on the ground at the door.

Today is the 15th, and the latest issue of Xingloudi has arrived.

Liu Qinghuan picked up the book and flipped through it as he walked into the courtyard.

In the past few years, he had a comprehensive understanding of the entire Sao Feng Continent through the Star Tower Newspaper.

Which sect fought with whom, and what rare treasures were found somewhere? This newspaper has everything. Even the love and hatred between the monks, who stole whose woman, who was beaten by the tigress at home for flirting with women, the last few pages of this newspaper are full of such jokes.

Liu Qinghuan never knew that he had such leisure. Every time he got a booklet, he would read it with great interest.

He flipped through it as usual, but didn't see anything about the Seal War. In the past five years, the words "Sealed War" have never appeared in this booklet.

I don’t know if those people in Sao Feng Continent chose not to believe it at all, or if they were secretly preparing. Anyway, Liu Qinghuan did not have optimistic ideas.

That night, Liu Qinghuan practiced in the quiet room as usual.

The aquatic wood energy array has a strong spirit-gathering effect, and the spiritual energy in the quiet room is much richer than in the courtyard. As for outside the hospital, the aura of the entire White Rock City was extremely weak.

The Sao Feng Continent is a desolate land with extremely thin spiritual energy! So Liu Qinghuan just wanted to find a way back quickly.

The landscape pictures on the wall and the green lotus fire on the table are all quietly absorbing spiritual energy.

This is the conclusion Liu Qinghuan came to after five years of observation.

The green lotus karma fire now has more traces than at the beginning, swaying quietly in the lampstand on the back of the three-legged green Luan.

As for the landscape painting, the black mountains and white water are more vivid, and a small corner of the cornice appears among the trees in the mountains. You can't even notice it if you don't pay attention.

Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged in the aquatic wood energy formation, breathing quietly.

Although the spiritual power he has gained after one night of practice is as different as the difference between the ocean and a bowl of water compared to his Dantian, which is like a bottomless pit. But there must be bowls of water to slowly fill the sea.

It was useless even if he was anxious.

He still remembered the mandatory oath that he had to kill a Nascent Soul monk within two hundred years.

I heard that the old monster who specializes in tricking people not only broke the seal of Jiuyou Hell, but also tricked him!

That guy had better die in the Nine Nether Hell, otherwise if he has the ability to kill Chu Yueqing, the master of Xingyue Palace, he must kill him first to relieve the hatred in his heart.

While he was concentrating on his cultivation, Liu Qinghuan suddenly frowned and woke up from trance.

He gently touched the ring on his right hand, and a dark green ball flew out, half-floating in front of him.

The orb flashed with green light, as if a ghost was blinking strangely.