Mi Yun had his own things to do, and it was inconvenient to take Liu Qinghuan with him. Before leaving, he warned again: "After the things here are over, let's go to the second floor of the temple together. The second floor is not easy. Don't do it first."
Breaking in alone."
Liu Qinghuan nodded and responded: "Senior, be careful too."
For the sake of Wen Dao, Mi Yun took great care of him along the way. If he didn't know what he was doing, he would be reckless.
After Mi Yun left, Liu Qinghuan let go of his consciousness and felt that this mountain was majestic and tall. He didn't know if it had been worshiped for too long. It did have the aura of a sacred mountain.
"White Tiger Palace..."
Walking in the jungle, green leaves cover the sky above your head, and dead leaves that have accumulated for countless years are beneath your feet. Only stone sculptures that occasionally appear in the grass can vaguely tell that there was once a wide avenue here.
Liu Qinghuan did not deliberately look for the White Tiger Palace. He just avoided the place where the four demon saints' auras came from and walked slowly in the forest.
Through the gaps in the leaves, you can see a blue lake on the mountainside below, like a pearl in the ocean. Half of the stone temple standing by the lake is on the water and half in the lake.
That should be the Xuanwu Palace, but I wonder if the Demon Saint Ancestral Dragon Turtle, who has never even spoken a word, is there now.
Liu Qinghuan stopped and looked for a few times, then continued walking forward.
Even though he didn't deliberately search for it, the avenue under his feet was specially built by the ancient demon tribe for the Four Elephants Palace, so not long after walking, a primitive and magnificent stone palace appeared in front of him.
The stone palace was built according to the mountain, and the walls and top of the palace were covered with vines. However, looking through the wide open door, the interior was clean and spacious, and no plants or trees dared to cross the pond and climb into the door.
Liu Qinghuan stood in front of the door, his eyes fell on the Zhenxianwen on the lintel, and his figure suddenly swayed.
"Roar!" The earth-shattering tiger roar seemed to ring in the ears, with boiling fighting spirit and killing spirit. Just one sound can shock the enemy to death!
To the west are the seven Dou, Kui, Lou, Wei, Pleiades, Bi, Xi, and Shen. Their elephants are like tigers. They are heroic in character. Their voices are clear and clear, and they intimidate the beasts. Their roars make the wind flourish. They are the gods who supervise the soldiers.
Liu Qinghuan calmed her mind and waited until her energy and blood calmed down before slowly raising her feet and stepping through the door.
The inside is very large, but it seems a bit empty. The few utensils that can be seen, such as furnaces, tripods, walls, congs, etc., are either made of stone or jade, perhaps for long-term preservation.
On the stone platform in the middle of the hall, there is a sacred tablet standing high, which is the throne of the divine king.
"Fortunately, the demon clan is quite sensible and didn't carve a stone tiger on top..."
Liu Qinghuan stood under the divine throne, looked up at the divine tablet, and after a while, he leaned down and worshiped: "Liu Qinghuan, a mortal cultivator, pays homage to the divine king."
After a moment, he straightened up and looked around, but still didn't sense anything.
Liu Qinghuan suddenly laughed: What am I doing? I was telling Miyun that Sixiang was not a demon clan, so why did I turn around and start worshiping him again?
Sure enough, I was still lucky, just like ordinary people, when I see gods and Buddhas, regardless of whether I believe in them or not, if I worship them first, maybe it will work.
Moreover, even if the demon clan enshrines a certain White Tiger God Lord in this temple, he does not have the blood of the demon clan and naturally cannot sense any inheritance.
After leaving the God's throne, he walked around the temple again. The side hall and the back hall should be for people to rest, but they were very ordinary inside, with only stone tables, chairs and other items that were not easy to decay.
"That's all, I'd better go!"
Maybe those demon saints could find the corresponding inheritance in the Four Symbols Palace, but he obviously couldn't practice it alone.
After coming out of the White Tiger Palace, Liu Qinghuan walked along the mountain road boredly, stopping occasionally and taking out the medicine hoe.
The spiritual energy released by the original soup pool spread throughout the temple, and this mountain was no exception. There were many spiritual flowers and plants growing on the mountain. Although it did not last for many years, it was enough to make Liu Qinghuan happy.
If you stop and go along the way, you will unknowingly go around the back mountain. Liu Qinghuan raises his head and sees the peach blossoms, their flowers are shining, and it is such a large and dreamlike splendid peach forest!
The sound of gurgling water came, and a small stream flowed through the green grass, catching the rain of falling cherry blossoms, and carrying the petals around the rocks.
The rich spiritual energy, the fresh fragrance of flowers and plants, and the quiet and peaceful mountains and forests make people think that it would be good to live here for a long time.
Liu Qinghuan landed lightly on a peach tree, and suddenly felt a little tired, and couldn't help but lean on the tree trunk and lie down among the clouds of flower branches.
He hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, and he just needed to meditate if he felt sleepy for a while, so this sudden onset of tiredness was extremely unusual.
However, that trace of clarity dissipated before it could condense. Liu Qinghuan's eyelids felt heavy and she quickly fell asleep.
The peach forest was very quiet, except for the petals falling with the wind, and they soon fell on him.
This sleep was so sound that he didn't even have a dream. After an unknown amount of time, Liu Qinghuan heard very light footsteps and walked over slowly.
He didn't feel any malice or murderous intent, so he didn't wake up immediately. He only moved his fingers slightly and twisted a petal that fell between his fingers.
Someone's eyes fell on him. After a moment, the jade ribbon hanging from his waist was pulled. After playing with it for a while, the visitor's attention returned to the spirit beast bag.
A questioning murmur followed, and the man wanted to open the spirit beast bag, but there was a seal on the bag, and non-owners could not open it.
The force of the other party's tugging became a little stronger, which made Liu Qinghuan want to sleep but couldn't sleep anymore, so she had to open her eyes.
He thought he would see a beautiful woman as gorgeous as a peach and plum, but there was only one in front of him...a bare-butt child squatting among the flower branches, leaning over his waist, almost lying on him...
The other party didn't notice that he was awake until Liu Qinghuan said: "Who are you?"
"Ah!" the child screamed and fell straight down the tree and fell on the soft green grass.
Liu Qinghuan sat up, scanned the other person's body, and found that the child was about seven or eight years old. Although he wore his hair and walked like a wild man, he was very beautiful with red lips and white teeth.
"Peach Blossom Demon?" Liu Qinghuan touched his chin and said, "No, you don't have demonic aura, but you are not a human either... So what are you and where do you come from?"
"You are a thing!" The child jumped up and shouted while rubbing his butt: "Give me the bag on your waist, and the stone, oh, and the clothes on your body, and the hair on your head.
That thing..."
Liu Qinghuan touched the jade crown on her head: "What do you mean?"
"Yes!" The child nodded vigorously: "Give it to me quickly!"
Was he robbed?
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but wonder: "Oh, what if I don't want to give it?"
"Then I'll kill you!" The child bared his teeth fiercely, but he had a chubby face and looked like a little fairy boy, so no matter how fierce he was, he couldn't be any more cruel.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't laugh or cry: "No, these things belong to me and I can't give them to you."
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he felt an invisible force coming from all directions, forcibly confining his body!