Eternal Tranquility

Matters of state of mind cannot be solved in a day or two, not to mention that Liu Qinghuan has no time to think quietly now, so the matter can only be postponed temporarily.

However, the blood moon has really arrived, just three days later.

The Burial Valley, which was always bustling during the day, seemed desolate and deserted on this day. There were only two or three people in a hurry in the narrow valley. Before the sun set, the doorways on the mountain walls on both sides were tightly closed, and even those with only broken curtains were properly closed. , covered with the light of the magic circle.

A piece of rag dropped by someone was picked up by the cold wind, fluttering higher and higher, and soon disappeared from sight.

When night falls, there is a rare silence on the earth, and everyone is waiting for the blood moon to appear.

Liang Jing'an stood by the window and peered outside. She became nervous due to the invisible solemn atmosphere, and muttered something impetuously.

Liu Qinghuan sat opposite him, and the two chatted.

The sky gradually darkened, and the night wind became more and more shrill. As two bright moons peeked out from behind the dark clouds, the bright moonlight illuminated the earth as if it were daytime.

"Where is the blood moon?" Liang Jing'an looked up at the sky: "Isn't it blocked by the clouds? Haha, the blood moon is gone."

His tone was laced with schadenfreude, and he smiled when he thought of the disappointment the monks in this world had been looking forward to after their blood moon, which they had been looking forward to for so long, was ruined by the weather. He took out a large piece of barbecue from the ring and greeted, "Haha, let's wait. Happy for us.”

Liu Qinghuan was not as optimistic as he was. He also took out a bottle of wine and said, "Maybe the time has not come yet."

The two of them had a rest for half a day, having barbecue and drinking wine while discussing what to do next.

"The Buddha's Heart Sect is not a Buddha's heart. They are all black-hearted and rotten. A transit token actually wants to charge me 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones!" Liang Jing'an took a bite of the meat and said angrily: "And this It’s just tolls, and later they only promised to keep half of the journey safe. The excuse they made was that the other half was in the Dark Moon Realm and they couldn’t control it.”

Liu Qinghuan looked up at him: "Did you buy it?"

"What a waste! It's okay if I didn't kick down their mountain gate. Isn't it just that I'm being taken advantage of? I want to see if I don't pay the toll, who doesn't have the vision to dare to jump out! Then someone will come out Kill one, come out and kill a pair!"

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and smiled: "That's it."

With their cultivation level, they don't have to hold back and suffer from those cowards. When the time comes, they will be killed. It's just a small sect.

Besides, there are so many forces on the path of robbery, and not all of them buy into the Buddha's Heart Sect, so the tolls probably won't be of much use, but are just extortion.

Liang Jing'an sneered and said: "If you piss me off, kill him without leaving a trace! Anyway, we are just passers-by. After killing him, we will run away, haha."

Just as he was talking, he heard a long whistle coming from outside, like the sound of a phoenix and the roar of a dragon, resounding throughout the night sky.

Liu Qinghuan looked out of the window. The thick clouds in the sky had dissipated at some point, and the third moon that had not appeared finally appeared!

Over the past few days, the color of this month has been changing. From light and faint at the beginning, it gradually deepened to what it is now, as if it had just been fished out of half-dried blood that was about to rot, and it was so red that it turned black. There seemed to be some clots in the black.

Liang Jing'an clicked her tongue in surprise: "He, this is the blood moon."

Liu Qinghuan stared at the sky and said, "It's not over yet."

As soon as they finished speaking, the blood-red moonlight poured out. They saw the two bright moons on the other side of the sky being dyed. The bright jade plate was quickly covered with the same color. In just a few breaths, it became the same as the previous blood-red moon. The moon is the same!

In an instant, a violent and cold atmosphere swept over the mountains, rivers and fertile fields, and the roars of various beasts and ghosts came like a flood, as if cheering for the arrival of this moment.

Even though Liu and Liang were under the light curtain of the magic circle, they seemed to smell the strong smell of blood. They left the window position in unison to avoid the moonlight pouring in from the window.

Liu Qinghuan looked down and saw several black shadows scurrying through the canyon outside. One after another, it turned out to be a group of monsters passing by.

Most of the monster beasts flew past, but a few seemed to have sensed the aura of the human cultivators here. They let out excited gasps and howls, while charging into the doorway on the stone wall arrogantly.

Liang Jing'an turned pale and said in surprise: "This blood moon won't trigger a tide of beasts..."

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "Probably not."

Although there won't be a tide of monsters, from time to time monsters will stop and hit the wall outside, or simply fight each other in the canyon, with loud roars and hot blood spurting out.

Liang Jing'an scolded: "The wall is shaking like this, and I can't let anyone sleep! Noisy, noisy, I really doubt how the monks in this world can practice in such a noisy environment."

Liu Qinghuan was calm and calm: "It is most likely because we are close to the Ancient Beast Mountain Forest. It should not be so in other places, such as Fuyue Immortal City, which should be very safe."

He looked towards the ancient beast forest and wondered what was happening to Xiao Hei and Chu Yi now. With the spirit beast contract, he could only feel that the two guys were still alive, but he didn't know whether they were injured or not.

He stood up, drank the last glass of wine, and said, "Fellow Daoist Liang, I plan not to go out for the next few days until the blood moon is over."

Liang Jing'an nodded: "Well, it's better not to go out. Who knows if you will go crazy after being exposed to the bloody moonlight."

Making plans to avoid the blood moon, Liu Qinghuan was about to go to another room to rest, but was stopped by a sudden knock on the door.

The two looked at each other, and Liang Jing'an wondered: "Who will come at this time?"

There are a lot of demons dancing around outside now, and the monsters are going crazy with the stimulation. Someone actually comes to look for them?

At this time, the knock on the door rang three more times.

Liu Qinghuan said: "We don't know anyone here, maybe it's the old ghost in the inn."

He opened the magic circle in the house, walked to the door, opened the door a crack, and said alertly: "Who?"

The person who came was indeed the strange old man who was no more than three feet tall, but there were several people behind him, all of whom were wrapped in black robes and couldn't see their faces.

The old ghost said sadly: "In the past few days, the monsters will continue to attack everything in the canyon like crazy. My magic circle can't withstand it for that long. Of course, even if it can withstand it, it's not worth spending so much money." Therefore, if you want to continue living here, you must prepare for me to resist the monsters."

After saying that, without waiting for their response, he turned around and knocked on the door opposite.

Liang Jing'an had a bad temper. When he heard this, he was about to rush out and argue with the old guy. Liu Qinghuan pulled him back, motioned to the people standing behind him, and said through the voice: "That's the corpse sheath."

Liang Jing'an was stunned and swallowed hard.

The corpse sheath is extremely powerful, and its body is as indestructible as the Buddhist vajra. Different from ordinary corpse refining, this kind of thing has high spiritual intelligence, fierce and cunning temperament, can directly absorb people's soul, and its strength can compete with the golden elixir stage monks.

He looked up and down at the guys wrapped in black robes, doubts rising in his eyes, and he said through the voice: "How did you find out? How do I feel that they are breathing."

Liu Qinghuan would not say that it was because he had a strong sense of life and death after comprehending the two magical powers of the realm of life and the realm of death. He just said: "There is no life in them, only death."

The old ghost stood coldly among several corpse scabbards, letting one of them knock on the door. It took a while for the door on the opposite side to move. Then it opened with a snap, and a middle-stage Jindan male cultivator appeared at the door angrily, yelling: "Who dares to disturb my cultivation!"

"Me!" The old ghost's voice became a little colder, and he said what he just said again with great patience.

However, the male cultivator did not have Liu Qinghuan's eyesight. His eyes glanced over the people, and he probably regarded the corpse sheath as the same tenant as Liu Liang and Liu Liang, so before the old ghost could finish speaking, he sneered: " Old monster, did you feed your brain to the dog when you went out today? You asked me to give up practicing and help you kill monsters during the blood moon? Believe it or not, I will kill you first!"

He folded his hands in a superior manner, looked down at the old ghost who was no taller than his legs with the eyes of a reptile, and said sarcastically: "Besides, I remember that I paid enough for the rent."

The old ghost grinned angrily and said: "In the Valley of Good Burial, there are such rules every blood moon. If you want to practice, you have chosen the wrong place. Also, if you live here, my words are the rules. , otherwise you get out of here right away!”

"Abide by your mother's rules!" The male cultivator was completely irritated, or perhaps affected by the violent energy of the blood moon, his eyes turned red.

I saw his figure suddenly rise! A cold light in his hand cut through the dark corridor and struck at the old ghost at lightning speed.

Liu and Liang, who were watching the excitement, retreated simultaneously with a tacit understanding. Liu Qinghuan waved his hand, and the protective circle in the room immediately closed.

But he saw the old ghost standing there seemingly unaware, looking indifferently at the cold sword light that struck him from the head. A black-robed corpse scabbard beside him suddenly moved, flashing like a ghost, blocking the skinny and withered old ghost behind him.

The sword light struck the body of the corpse, and there was only a very soft hiss. The black robe on his head fell off, revealing a face like an evil ghost, with blue and black withered flesh tightly attached to a skeleton. On the face, the eye sockets were sunken like black holes, burning with two green flames.

The sword light stretched from his eye socket to his chin, but it didn't even remove any dry skin, leaving only a shallow sword mark.

"What..." The male cultivator hadn't completely lost his mind yet. Seeing this situation, his face changed drastically. He twisted his body while leaping in the air and wanted to retreat temporarily!

However, the black-robed corpse scabbard never gave him a chance to retreat. He stepped forward with great agility, stretched out his big hand, and pulled the male cultivator into his arms. A big mouth full of sharp fangs shone in his face. Just bite it!

The male cultivator was bitten, screamed in pain, and fell into the door opposite with the corpse scabbard. Circles of purple-red flames suddenly appeared on his body, trying to use the fire to force the corpse back.

The corpse scabbard was indeed forced to let go of him by the flames. The black robe on his body burst into flames in just a moment. The fire was like boiling oil and could not be extinguished at all. In the blink of an eye, it was like a fireball.

But he heard the old ghost suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his hand, and a piece of dark green stinking liquid was poured on it, and the flame was immediately suppressed. At the same time, he did not let the male cultivator get a moment of respite. The second corpse scabbard pounced on him ferociously again, still biting him on the face.

Liu Qinghuan's nose hurt when he saw it, and he took a step back due to the fierceness of the corpse sheath.

Liang Jing'an poked him with his finger and said with great interest: "Hey, can you beat this thing?"

Liu Qinghuan thought about it seriously and shook his head: "If we fight them normally, their bodies are so hard that even magic weapons can't break through their defenses, and their intelligence makes them difficult to fight."

Of course, if he were to release the realm of life, he would be the nemesis of such dead creatures, not to mention the Green Lotus Fire that could burn out all evil spirits.

Liang Jing'an said: "I heard that to refine this thing, you need to use a living person with a clear mind to directly conduct extremely cruel corpse refining. Most of them will not be able to withstand the torture and become crazy, and only a few can succeed. This old guy actually It’s really crazy to practice four exercises.”

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "Not surprising."

The two of them stood by and watched, neither intending to help the male cultivator, nor the crazy old ghost. If it weren't for the two corpse sheaths blocking the door, they would have left long ago.

Both of them looked like they were watching a show, as if they were not worried about ending up like the male cultivator opposite.

Liang Jing'an smacked his lips and said, "It's hard to live here. Let's pack our things and leave later." He turned around and went to collect the household items he took out.

Here, although the male cultivator resisted tenaciously, he couldn't bear that his opponent was different and too strong. In the end, he was brutally bitten by the corpse scabbard and broke the Tianling Cap. His originally normal face quickly turned gray, and his soul and golden elixir were sucked away. Let's go, chew like broad beans!

The old ghost put away his body with a wave of his hand, and used magic to clean up the messed up house. Then he closed the door, turned around, and looked at Liu Qinghuan with a cold smile.

Liu Qinghuan smiled back at him and said, "We'll leave later."

The old ghost lowered his face, looked at him a few more times, and then went to knock on the next door with a few corpse scabbards.

A trace of thought flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes. Liang Jing'an had already put away his things, so he also opened the magic circle in the room and put it away.

The two of them walked out slowly. The old ghost had already knocked on several doors, and then started fighting with a tenant.

"I just said this is a black shop." Liang Jing'an said: "Kill a monster? Kill a damn monster! Why didn't you say it before the blood moon started? Why did you choose this time to say it? Isn't it obvious that you want to kill people and buy goods?"

Liu Qinghuan didn't think so. The old ghost was vicious and cunning, and his methods were extremely cruel, but he had ensured that they had not been harassed by any outsiders in the inn these days. If he had planned to kill people from the beginning, he couldn't have killed just two tenants.

But no matter what he does, as long as it doesn't offend him, he doesn't bother to care. It's best to let these people from the Yin and Moon Blood Realm bite each other.

Liu Qinghuan listened to the lively roars of beasts outside and said, "Now we have to think about how to get through those monsters and where to go next."

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