Eternal Tranquility

The days in the empty prison were boring. Apart from sleeping, he could only sit in a daze every day. Even Geng Yuan, who had the most active temperament, would often lie half motionless. The grand "quarrel" with several nearby cages that day was just because of the temporary novelty of having one more person.

At this time, Ning He and Geng Yuan were still easy to talk to. Whatever Liu Qinghuan wanted to ask, they didn't bother to tell them one by one. As they said themselves, they are so idle that their hair is about to grow. If they don’t move their mouths for a long time, they are afraid that the hair will grow on their own.

So it didn't take long for Liu Qinghuan to know a lot of things that he didn't know before, about the various regions and history of the Mingshan Battle Territory, Wanhu Realm, and even the Qingming Territory.

The realm of Qingming, which is at the same level as Jiuyou, is divided into three heavens. The higher you go up, the larger the realm. The top level is said to be very close to the fairy realm.

Although Jiuyou and Qingming are not completely divided into good and evil forces, they are still very different from each other. Just as the middle-aged monk with a half-disfigured face said at the beginning, most of those who practice orthodox Taoism like Liu Qinghuan will be classified as Qing Ming after their ascension, while most of the monks in Jiuyou are demon cultivators and ghost cultivators.

In comparison, the techniques practiced by demonic cultivators and ghost cultivators are powerful and progress quickly. Their personalities may be gloomy, arrogant, or indulgent. Their methods of conduct are also very informal, cruel and arbitrary, and they can kill entire cities or ponds at will. Next words. Correspondingly, the calamity thunder they endured during the calamity was much heavier, and if they were not careful, they would be smashed to pieces.

The Taoist cultivator's mind should be more upright and peaceful, and the orthodox Taoist exercises should be heavy and steady. Therefore, although the advancement is slower, the foundation is solid and it is not easy to get carried away. And because Taoism pays attention to the natural way of nature, it has a suppressive effect on rash actions and the desire to kill. Therefore, Taoism practices have to be much more restrained, at least they will not kill indiscriminately based on temporary joy and anger.

However, people are multi-faceted and cannot be judged solely as good or evil. There are very few good people in this world who are completely pure and good, and there are extremely evil people who are extremely evil. Most people are in the gray area in between.

A Taoist cultivator may kill so many people that there are mountains of corpses; a demonic cultivator may not necessarily kill people all over his body. The roads are thin, but they all end up in the same place in the end. Therefore, even though Qingming and Jiuyou are very different, they are actually very similar in essence.

Liu Qinghuan leaned against the cage in a relaxed posture, closed his eyes and meditated, and gently fiddled with the spirit animal bag hidden in his inner robe with his fingers.

The spirit beast bag was not tied tightly, so there should be no obstacle for the gray donkey to get in and out. However, the donkey was obedient and cunning. There had been no movement since he entered the Mingshan battle area, and he had been staying inside obediently these days.

Liu Qinghuan had nothing to do with it, and the current situation was unclear, so it was indeed difficult to let it out.

Time passed by for more than half a month, and no one came to interrogate him during this period. It was as if his existence had been forgotten by the people in the Sin Palace, which made him feel more lucky.

However, contrary to expectations, the day finally came.

There was a sudden rumble above his head, and Liu Qinghuan raised his head from his closed eyes in deep contemplation, as if someone had opened a door in the distant sky, and the light inside the door was very conspicuous in this dark void.

Geng Yuan said lazily: "He, someone has come in again."

Before he finished speaking, a circle of formation patterns appeared under Liu Qinghuan's feet on the other side of the cage, and he disappeared in front of the two of them in an instant.

"Hey, is that kid out?"

Ning He's eyes flickered and he said nothing.

Geng Yuan moved to his side and whispered: "It's not convenient for us to talk these days when that person is around. Brother Wen, do you think what he said is true?"

"Are you talking about him coming from Yunmengze?" Ning He lowered his eyes and said, "Maybe."

"That guy is secretive and not an honest person."

Ning He shook his head: "I think it might be our attitude that made him feel uneasy. If I hadn't told Yunmengze that he was an ancient fairyland so directly, you wouldn't have acted eagerly. Reporting this matter will not arouse his alarm. "

Geng Yuan said angrily: "Yunmengze belongs to our Wanhu Realm, shouldn't it be right to come back!"

Ning He smiled: "What should or should not be done? It's just the jungle of the jungle. Don't tell me that you didn't think of the key point. So it's understandable that he doesn't believe us, even if we don't mean any harm."

"Then what should we do? Do we want to report this back?"

Ning He clicked his tongue and slapped him away: "Based on our current situation? Let's think about when we can get out of this hellish place first."

On the other side, Liu Qinghuan followed a group of guards to a dark stone room. Suddenly, he felt light, and all his mana returned instantly.

Before he could react, he was pushed onto a chair. There were just a few snaps, and a very thin black iron chain sprang up, crawled along his feet and onto his body, tightly restraining his whole body to the chair.

Liu Qinghuan looked down and felt confused for a moment. He felt that the iron chain was very strange, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After struggling twice, I felt the binding became tighter and stopped moving.

The magic power was banned again, but this time it was better, at least the consciousness could still be used.

Before he could think about it, two people walked in from outside.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile when he saw the people coming. One of the people coming was the middle-aged monk who had most of his face destroyed. His Taoist name seemed to be Zhongli.

Zhong Li walked up to him in a few steps and said with a sinister smile: "I didn't expect that you ended up falling into my hands! I specially fought for this job for you."

Because his spiritual consciousness was not banned, Liu Qinghuan finally knew the other party's level of cultivation, but he was only in the middle Nascent Soul stage like him. The other male cultivator with purple skin was in the late Nascent Soul stage.

He was really too lazy to make excuses with the other party, so he raised his eyes and said, "How do you want to treat me?"

Zhongli sneered, turned to look at the guard guarding the door, raised his hand and slapped him!

This time, Liu Qinghuan could not escape, and his head was hit to one side.

The purple-faced man stood aside with his hands folded as if he hadn't seen it.

There was something fishy and sweet in his mouth. Liu Qinghuan came back and spat a mouthful of blood foam on Zhongli's face. He said disdainfully: "So you are not only ugly, but also stupid! You can't think of such a low-level way to insult people and you are not afraid of it." Disgraceful."

Zhongli was so angry that he slapped him several times in the face: "Stay stubborn! Today I tell you that you cannot live or die!"

Liu Qinghuan spat out a few broken teeth and endured it again and again. He looked at the purple-faced faces in the room and the guards outside the door, but in the end he did not move.

At this time, Zhongli pulled out another short blade and slowly scratched his face with the tip of the blade. He looked at the red blood flowing down with enjoyment and said, "Jie Jie! Isn't it great? I have this The magic blade has no other effect, except that it will give you severe burning pain after being scratched, and the wound will not heal, and your face will slowly rot, hahaha!"

Liu Qinghuan was unmoved. The pain he had suffered was much more cruel than this. Such a little pain could not even make him frown. His face was full of ridicule: "I know you are jealous of my handsomeness, but don't worry." , I’m different from you. Hey! I’m not a woman, I just have a few scars on my face.”

Zhongli had a sinister look on his face and frantically slashed his face a few more times, then approached and said, "What do you think, how about I dig out your eyes first? Or, destroy your Dantian directly?"

His hand slowly moved down, and the blade tip traced blood marks across Liu Qinghuan's neck and chest, getting closer to the Dantian bit by bit.

Liu Qinghuan moved her fingers and looked at the other party coldly.

The purple-faced monk who had been watching coughed and finally called out: "Brother Zhongli, it's getting late, why don't we get down to business first. Besides, we used this A-shaped torture chamber without permission, so it's better to hurry up. ”

As if he didn't hear anything, Zhongli inserted the short blade into his waist with a pop, leaving only the handle outside, and he stirred it maliciously!

The purple-faced monk coughed twice more. Zhongli paused, and with a look of reluctance on his face, he pulled out the short blade.

In an instant, the green clothes around Liu Qinghuan's waist were wet with blood.

The damage caused by such a method to a Nascent Soul cultivator is really limited, and the insult is more serious. What the other party enjoys is the pleasure of humiliating him.

Liu Qinghuan's appearance was miserable, but in fact he was not seriously injured, and he was extremely calm in his heart.

The other party hated him to the core, so logically the method should have been more ruthless, but from beginning to end he didn't use a single spell. This stone house did not ban their magic, so why?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the thin black iron chain tied to his body. He felt that the chain looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

The purple-chested face asked: "Are you coming or me?"

Zhong Li looked at Liu Qinghuan and said with a dark smile: "If you dare to trouble Brother Xie, you'd better not dirty your hands. I'll do it."

Zi Lun's face was uncertain and he said: "He is about the same level of cultivation as you. Are you sure your consciousness can suppress him?"

Zhong Li said with some displeasure: "Brother Xie, have you forgotten that I practice soul-catching techniques? My spiritual consciousness is not much worse than that of ordinary Yuan Ying in the late stage."

He persisted, with a purple face, not wanting to say any more, and took a step back.

Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

Then, he made a look of horror and shouted while struggling hard: "You actually want to search for souls! No, what do you want to ask? I will tell you directly, without any lies..."

Zhongli walked over step by step and interrupted him excitedly: "Don't bother me. Who knows if what you said is true? It's much faster to search for souls directly. Don't worry, I will be gentle and won't make you a fool." of!"

As he said that, he pressed his right hand on his head, and an arrogant consciousness rushed in from the top of his head without restraint!

Liu Qinghuan pushed back hard, his eyes rolled up uncontrollably, and his whole body trembled.

However, it didn't take long for Zhongli's face to show confusion, which was soon replaced by surprise.

No matter how much he stirred it, he could only see a thick white fog. Even if some pictures occasionally flashed through, they were extremely fragmented and nothing could be seen at all!

The purple face realized something was wrong and took a step forward: "Brother Zhongli?"

Suddenly, Zhong Li screamed, and his whole body began to tremble violently like chaff. He was in the same state as Liu Qinghuan, who was being soul-searched!

Sorry for being late, because I have to finish writing this plot, so I have been putting off posting it until now.