Eternal Tranquility

If he said that the fat-headed male cultivator really wanted to avenge Hongshang, no one on the scene would believe it. It was just the treasure that moved people's hearts.

Faced with the opponent's obvious strong words, Liu Qinghuan knew that as long as he was softer, the person he would face next might not be a person, but a hungry wolf that kept pounced on him.

Even if he is seriously injured now, not just anyone can bully him!

His eyes felt like there were ice shards in them, and he stretched out his hand and said: "Ding!"

Then the fat-headed male cultivator who came up with a hammer was frozen in the air with an extremely funny image, and the angry frown at the moment was frozen in that flat and wide face!

Liu Qinghuan, who has practiced body-holding skills, is invincible at the same level even without the assistance of other things. The body-holding technique can not only immobilize a person's body, it can also bind the soul.

It wasn't until he was pinned down that he couldn't move a single hair, that the fat male cultivator suddenly realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, and also understood why he was the only one who jumped out in a hurry.

How can someone who can kill a later Dzogchen cultivator be a weakling?

Unfortunately, it was too late when he understood this, so he only felt a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, and then he felt that he was flying into the sky, while a familiar headless body below was gushing blood that spurted several feet high!

Liu Qinghuan had the intention of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, so he was merciless when he struck, so when the other party Nascent Soul ran out in panic, he pointed it out again with a body-targeting technique!

For a moment, the entire wasteland was filled with the roar of the wind. Everyone was stunned speechless by his thunderous means. The greed that flickered in some people's eyes was suppressed.

I originally wanted to take advantage of this person's injury to seize the treasure, but now it seems...

Liu Qinghuan smiled coldly, looked at the blood on the ground with disgust, reached out and put away the sledgehammer that had fallen aside.

Hui Lu ran over, bit out a dazzling brocade handkerchief from the sleeve of the corpse, and presented it to him like a treasure.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little interested, took it and looked at it, and found that it was a high-grade defensive spiritual treasure, but the style seemed to be commonly used by female cultivators, and she didn't know where the fat male cultivator got it.

Only then did the whispers reach his ears.

"Is this person really in the middle stage of Nascent Soul? So awesome!"

"It's more than amazing! Did you see what kind of magic he used just now? He was able to pin down the Nascent Soul!"

"Can't be messed with, can't be messed with."

Several more monks from Qing Ming came closer with smiles on their faces, and raised their hands from a distance: "Fellow Taoist, you are polite! I just saw Tao's extraordinary move, which really makes us happy."

"Hahaha, those guys from Jiuyou have been clamoring all day long, let's see how shameless they will be in the future!"

One of them was a male cultivator who was on the same stone pillar as him before, and his attitude was more kind: "How are you, fellow Taoist? If you need healing pills, I have two more."

Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Liu Qinghuan pretended that what happened before had never happened. He returned the male cultivator's gift first, then raised his hands to everyone and said with a smile: "You are so complimentary. I would like to thank you all those who were in Jiuyou before." With the protection and testimony in front of me, I was able to solve a troublesome matter.”

This was said beautifully, and the visitor's attitude became more enthusiastic. The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, but seemed to be in harmony, and then several more Qingming monks came around to chat and laugh together.

As for the other onlookers, seeing that there was no chance to be found, they naturally gradually dispersed.

Liu Qinghuan popped a spark onto the corpse and heard someone say: "Oh, the fairy treasure has disappeared. Where should we go next?"

"Where else can we go? Let's go back to our homes. If you want to continue tracking, you can continue chasing."

"Forget it, let's just watch the fun. If we encounter today's situation again, if Senior Taiqing hadn't put out a protective shield at that time, maybe I would have suffered a disaster later. I still have lingering fears when I think about it now, but I don't dare Follow me again.”

A group of people nodded in agreement.

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved. There are some words in the Taoist name that cannot be used casually. For example, the word "tai" can only be used by highly respected and powerful Daxiu.

He thought for a while and asked: "So that's Taoist Taiqing? I heard someone said that this senior was directly sent to the Mingshan Battle Realm from the Qingming Realm."

"Yes, Senior Taiqing is most sympathetic to us low-level monks. He opens a dojo in Qingcang Immortal City every month. Unfortunately, after the birth of the Immortal Treasure, the dojo was suspended..."

Everyone chatted for a while and then went their separate ways. Liu Qinghuan also said goodbye to everyone and returned to the nearest immortal city.

After renting a courtyard and setting up a protective array, he turned around and entered the Songxi Cave Sky Map.

He chose an open area, took out the Qingshan Pot, and fired several spells in succession, and a mini black hill spurted out from the mouth of the pot.

He checked it carefully with a solemn expression. Although there were several murderous plots laid out, it was impossible for Hong Shang to escape, but he had to be careful in everything. He would not relax his vigilance at all when he was not absolutely certain that the other party was dead.

Take Dinghaizhu out of the Black Mountain, and a sword falls out at the same time.

The bright red blood on it has solidified into black, and the thick filth on the surface is just like the Tainan Fairy Sword of the past, which is Hong Shang's sword.

Liu Qinghuan looked at it indifferently for a while, then stretched out his hand to take it in his hand. The green baby fire immediately surrounded the sword.

When a person dies, the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left on the magic weapon will also be dissipated, so to determine whether Hongshang is really dead, just check the sword.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the Tainan Fairy Sword and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, you also fell into the hands of Hong Chang. Why don't you have the imprint of her divine consciousness on you?"

The Tainan Immortal Sword flew over and slashed the sword in his hand twice, then raised its blade proudly.

Liu Qing laughed and scolded: "What are you proud of? It's amazing to have a powerful weapon spirit. You haven't come out to see me for so long. I'll deal with you later."

Fortunately, he successfully imprinted his consciousness on the black sword, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

There was no real blood feud between Hongshang and him, but in the end they had a life-and-death fight, but their positions were just different.

However, just because of different positions, many people in this world who have never met can fight to the death, such as the battle between Yun Mengze and the Yin Yue Blood Realm, such as the Nine Heavens Battle in the Mingshan Battle Territory, in the final analysis It's a matter of stance.

Putting aside these messy thoughts, he put the black hill back into the Qingshan Pot and looked at the blue flame.

Looking carefully, the flame body is divided into three layers. The green one in the center is the heaviest, and a tiny green lotus is slowly rotating in the core of the flame. The color becomes lighter as it goes outward, gradually turning into gray.

As soon as it appeared, the gray donkey who had been standing aside curiously just now ran away, as if there was a ghost chasing behind it.

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin and said to himself: "What kind of fire is this?"

This fire is the fusion of two different fires with completely opposite attributes, but its power is even more powerful than the two. After looking through the strange fire records, he did not recognize what kind of fire it was.

Although he didn't know it, it didn't stop him from refining it first and using it for his own use.

After all the chores were taken care of, Liu Qinghuan returned to the city to recuperate, and then continued his travels.

Now, he had finally completed what he had been doing since entering the Netherworld. He felt his body lighter and his desire to return to Yun Mengze became even more urgent.

However, he couldn't think about it, so he could only endure it and look for the slightest opportunity to go back.

In a blink of an eye, another year and a half has passed. The battle between Qingming and Jiuyou is still going on, and the immortal treasure has changed hands several times, and even disappeared for a few months in the middle.

On this day, Liu Qinghuan stayed at night beside a quietly flowing stream. He was looking at the stars in the sky with his hands on his hands, when he saw a sudden ripple in the sky, and a stream of light full of broken light flashed out of the sky and rushed towards him. Just rushed down!

Liu Qinghuan was startled slightly, jumped up in surprise, and already flashed several miles away.

Unexpectedly, the stream of light seemed to have targeted him, and came after him, several times faster than he escaped!

He suddenly let out a surprised sound, remembering that he had seen this scene before, and saw the fleeting light circle around him, and then all the broken light fell into his hands and turned into a talisman.