Eternal Tranquility

After coming out of Nangu's birthday banquet, Liu Qinghuan walked back thoughtfully.

After Gui Chan knew that he was going to Liao'e Cemetery, he immediately extended an invitation, and the reason he gave was very reasonable.

Xuwei Mountain is a place of pure yin and no yang. Inside the mountain, there are murderous intentions at every step, and outside the mountain, people are unpredictable. If loose cultivators like them don't stick together, most of them will end up dead in the end. He also said that he would find a few more reliable people to work with, which would be better than fighting alone.

However, Liu Qinghuan only gave an answer of waiting until then. After all, there are still a few years before the opening of Liao'er Cemetery, so there is no need to make a decision so early.

When he returned to his residence, he went directly into the Songxi Cave Heaven Map to see the refining status of the Tainan Immortal Sword.

After many years of burning by the Green Lotus Fire, most of the thick black stain on the Tainan Immortal Sword has faded away, and now only a faint layer of blood remains stubbornly stuck to the silver-white sword.

At this time, he saw the dancing green flames suddenly retracting quickly, turning into a larger flame, and threw themselves in front of him.

Liu Qinghuan copied the flame in his hand and was shocked: "Why is it so small?"

Qinglian Yehuo penetrated his fingers and returned to his Dantian, refusing to come out no matter how much he was coaxed.

He took the Tainan Immortal Sword into his hand and said, "What on earth did you contaminate that caused the Green Lotus Karma Fire to consume so much?"

Tainan Fairy Sword pretended to be dead and let him hold it without any reaction.

Liu Qinghuan was helpless. Fortunately, most of the dirt was gone, so it should not hinder its use.

Thinking that in order to get this fairy sword, he had promised to avenge it, but because of this, he was delayed in this world and could not return to Yunmengze, so he just sighed.

Putting away the sword, he walked out of the house and saw Xiaobai walking into the yard carrying a medicine basket.

Xiao Bai was the puppet. Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to think of a name, so he just used the one named by Xiao Hei.

Seeing him, Xiaobai knelt down and bowed, then waited there, as if waiting for instructions.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the medicine basket in his hand, which turned out to be a large handful of bright wild flowers, and said casually: "What are you going to do with this?"

"Decorating the house, of course."

Ying Niang walked in from outside the courtyard, holding a small medicine hoe in her hand, and gave him a charming look: "Everyone is just like you. The place they live in is like an ice cellar. Apart from tables, chairs and benches, there is not even a vase." put!"

Behind her was the bouncing Pulse Soul, baring her teeth at him.

Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically and said, "Ms. Ying, how do you feel now?"

Looking at her carefully, I saw that her figure was much more solid than before, and she no longer had that translucent feeling that seemed to dissipate in the wind.

Back then, after he had photographed the soul-melting Poria sacred tree and used the Qi of the green wood to promote it to a medicinal age of more than a thousand years, Ying Niang couldn't wait to come out of the soul-nurturing coffin and tinker with it behind closed doors, not knowing how to use the spirit tree. What did the medicine do? When it came out again, the body was so solid that if you didn't look closely, it seemed like you really had a physical body.

Although the soul-preserving immortality coffin can preserve the soul and body, it is no different than drinking a dove to quench thirst, because the longer you stay in it, the more you cannot live without the immortality stone. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan has been worried about Ying Niang who has stayed in it for more than a hundred years. Will there be sequels.

Ying Niang stretched out her hand and waved, and a jade bottle flew out from the window of the house nearby. She picked through the wild flowers she picked and said casually: "It's not that good. It's just that we can't get rid of it for a while."

She raised her eyes slightly and saw that Liu Qinghuan was still standing, so she raised her delicate chin: "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan was confused and sat down on the stone bench opposite her: "What's the matter?"

Ying Niang put the selected wild flowers into the jade vase, but there was a hint of contemplation on her face, as if she was thinking about what she wanted to say.

Liu Qinghuan became even more curious, and just watched her playing with the vase without urging her.

Ying Niang finally spoke and said slowly: "Speaking of which, I owe you a few thanks. First, you brought me out of the dark treasure washing pool. Second, you have never forced me to do anything in these years. Finally, He also found the soul-melting Poria sacred tree for me."

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand and said sincerely: "You have helped me a lot, so I don't need to say thank you. Although you and I have not signed any contract, after so many years of getting along, I have long regarded you as..."

I paused for a moment, unable to find the right words. It doesn't seem that he can be called a friend, and it's even more impossible to call him a master and servant. The other party is stronger than him - at least he was higher than him before. Instead, the relationship is more like that of a tenant and a master.

He couldn't help but wonder what the other party was going to say. Was he leaving after recovering from his injuries?

Ying Niang rolled her eyes, put the vase aside, and patted the dirt on her hands: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I know you have always been curious about my origins, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up and he looked at her.

Ying Niang narrowed her slender and seductive eyes, with a hint of gloom: "Back then, I was accidentally captured by a powerful old guy. The other party originally wanted to extract my soul and refine it into a weapon spirit, but the refining process Halfway through, I escaped from the formation, and luckily survived the subsequent backlash of the spell. However, I was stuck in the middle and became a semi-spirit, unable to pass through the body snatching. Even if I try to find a physical body again, it won't be able to be integrated into the magic weapon like ordinary weapon spirits, and the injuries left behind will cause my soul to collapse day by day. "

Liu Qinghuan found it incredible that she could still survive after the ritual of refining the weapon spirit was interrupted. It was simply unbelievable!

"What about you now?"

"Now the injury can only be temporarily stabilized." Ying Niang sighed: "But I am not a pure soul body. The soul-melting Fu Shenmu can only stabilize the wounds on the soul, but it cannot stop my half-spirit body. Crash."

Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "Is there any other way?"

"No, the time is almost up." Ying Niang sighed: "I have tried countless methods, but in the end, I was plagued by murders and collapsed faster... What I want to tell you is that I have figured it out after so many years. Now, being a weapon spirit is better than the current state, and I can withstand another refining ceremony, so I agree to be your weapon spirit."

Liu Qinghuan opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a moment.

Ying Niang raised her eyes and said angrily: "Why, are you still unwilling?"

"No, no, no, of course I am willing! But..." Liu Qinghuan hesitated: "I don't have a magic weapon suitable for you at the moment."

Ding Haizhu is an innate spiritual treasure and does not require a weapon spirit. The Tainan Immortal Sword itself already has a weapon spirit. However, the Sword Intent of Life and Death and the Nine-Bend Red Dust Spectrum do not seem to match the attributes of the five-tailed fire fox.

Ying Niang hated the fact that iron cannot become steel and said: "That furnace of yours for making alchemy!"

"ah!"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly shouted, and when he changed his hand, the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace appeared in his hand.

The Three Burning Jade Alchemy Furnace was once owned by Grand Master Dayan, and was later given to him. He has been using this furnace to refine elixirs for many years, forgetting that this is the first spiritual treasure he has owned for the longest time.

Ying Niang picked up the cauldron, her eyes flashed with reluctance, and her expression was quite complicated.

"You..." Liu Qinghuan said, "If you don't want to, you don't have to..."

Ying Niang said bitterly: "No need? Unless I want to die!"

"However, although the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace is a spiritual treasure, in the final analysis it is still a smoky pill furnace. Wouldn't it be too...otherwise for you to be a magical weapon? If we wait a little longer, maybe things will turn around. ”

He didn't finish his words. He really couldn't imagine a charming five-tailed fire fox becoming the weapon spirit of an alchemy furnace. He always felt that it was a waste of natural resources.

However, Lady Ying shook her head, her expression became calm, and said: "No need, semi-spiritual bodies are in an extremely unstable state of life and death, and I don't have time to wait for an unexpected turn of events. Besides, There is nothing wrong with being a weapon spirit. Although I will be restrained, I don't care whether I am restrained or not, as long as I don't die, and maybe I can always get nourishment from the medicinal energy. Don't underestimate this alchemy furnace. Come on. You haven’t used the third burn yet, have you?”

The Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace can activate three burnings in total, and each burning is of great help to the success of the elixir. However, to this day, Liu Qinghuan has only stimulated the first two burnings, and has never seen the third burning.

Ying Niang smiled confidently: "With my help, you can make whatever elixir you want! But we have agreed that when you are not making elixirs, I will stay outside."

Seeing her disapproval, Liu Qinghuan stopped trying to persuade her. However, he did not have the magic circle of the weapon refining spirit in his hand, so he had to buy it now. Fortunately, this technique is not uncommon. I went to several big stores to find a suitable one, and also bought a lot of common spiritual materials used in alchemy.

He was ready to leave Youdu in a few days and head all the way to the distant Xuwei Mountain. There are still several years before Liao'e Spiritual Garden, and there is still plenty of time. He can make a detour to some places on the way to see if he can find the elixir needed for the Qingling Jade Qiongdan.

However, this possibility seems slim. Because most of the elixirs listed on the ancient elixir recipe will only grow in places with clear spiritual energy, they may be difficult to find in a ghostly place like the Nether World. This is also one of the reasons why he wants to go to Polygonum Ling Yuan. Since it is said to be a fairy garden, the environment inside should not be like a ghost land.

…

Three years later.

Outside Xuwei Mountain, there is a deserted town. It is almost deserted on weekdays, but recently it has become more and more lively. There is an endless stream of monks arriving, and each one is a high-level monk above the Golden Core.

Tall houses were built one after another, and courtyards shining with the light of the magic circle were completed. It didn't take long for several long streets to be formed, and shops belonging to various forces opened extremely quickly to welcome customers. Pretend to be grand and magnificent.

Outside the town, there is a vast sea of ​​sand. When the wind blows, the sand dances wildly, and the world becomes dark.

On this day, a tall figure in green clothes appeared in the distance. From a distance, it was as big as a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand. It didn't take long for it to turn into a black dot, and soon after that, the blurry face could be seen clearly. Extremely fast.

Every time he took a step, he was more than a hundred miles away in the next moment. In just a few steps, he was already ten miles outside the town.

Liu Qinghuan used the Earth Shrinking Technique, brushed away the dust, raised his head and looked into the dim distance, where he could vaguely see the shadow of a mountain.

Slowly walking into the town, multiple divine consciousnesses scanned his body in an extremely subtle way. Probably because there were too many high-level monks, the town did not seem noisy, but instead had an undercurrent of depressive atmosphere.

Liu Qinghuan walked half a street calmly, and finally saw a shop with a "Shuwen Building" plaque on it, and walked in.

Ignoring the shopkeeper who came up to him, he went up the stairs to the second floor. There were dozens of tables in the building covered with soft carpets, and many people were chatting in low voices.

Liu Qinghuan looked around and saw a person standing up by the window, waving: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, here."

He walked over and cupped his hands: "Fellow Ghost Chan, how long have you been here?"

Gui Chan smiled and said: "Not long ago, I just came here today. By the way, I will introduce you to two Taoist friends."

He gestured to the man and woman on the other side of the table: "This is Brother Wu, King of Wu, and the other is Taoist Friend Mei Yan."

Liu Qinghuan looked over. The two men were in the middle stage of Yuanying. They looked loyal, but there was a layer of black energy between their eyebrows. They should be a demon cultivator. The charming female cultivator beside him was in the early stage of Yuanying. Intimacy, the relationship is clearly extraordinary.

Both sides looked at each other secretly, and after greeting each other, they both sat down.

Gui Chan smoothly created a light shield and said with a smile: "I thought you wouldn't come, and I was worried about finding someone with a similar temperament to go into the mountains with."

Liu Qinghuan also smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, why not invite me!" After a pause, he said: "So it's just the four of us this time?"

Gui Chan said: "There is another Taoist friend, but I don't know if he can make it in time. It won't be long before the opening of Liao'e Cemetery, and it will take a lot of time to cross Xuwei Mountain, so we'd better I’ll go into the mountains in the next few days.”

"Has anyone gone in already?"

"Well, I have asked Brother Wu before. They arrived earlier than us. Indeed, many people have already entered."

Wu Wangzhi said: "It is said that the situation in Xuwei Mountain has not been very good recently. A few days ago, many people returned and said that the remaining restrictions inside have begun to collapse on a large scale. We must be careful this time."

Liu Qinghuan looked at a small picture placed in the tea room. There were several winding lines on it, all the way to the place where the words "Liao'e Lingyuan" were marked in the depths.

"Are you studying the route into the mountain?"

Gui Chan pointed at one of them: "Yes, some of them are too powerful, so we can only take a detour. Look here..."

After that, the four people began to discuss the matter of entering the mountain. After Liu Qinghuan observed carefully, he found that Gui Chan had a very good relationship with the other two people, and he couldn't help but think to himself, and became a little more vigilant.

They finally did not wait for the last person, leaving the town three days later and entering the Xuwei Mountain range.

Passing through a plain as desolate as a mass grave, a series of low hills stretched to the horizon. Silks of black mist floated everywhere on the mountains, which was a manifestation of the condensed formation of Yin Qi after it was extremely strong. There are no birds under the gloomy sky, but in the dark places, there are ghosts and ghosts hiding in the shadows, peeping out, ready to wait for opportunities.

Ghost Toad whispered: "There are restrictions in the sky here. You must not fly too high, otherwise thunder will fall."

He took the lead, with Wu Wangzhi and the female cultivator who had been clinging to him in the middle, and Liu Qinghuan at the end. The group walked through the mountains in a single file, killing the ghosts one by one who were rushing to die.

Soon, the first obstacle stood in front of them, and all four of them stopped.

In front of me was a large lake covering an extremely large area. The water was so green and black that it was impossible to see what was inside.