Ji Yue said helplessly: "We don't have much time. We still have a lot of preparations to make. The opportunity waits for no one. You don't need to know some things now, just concentrate on your cultivation. I will come back after I finish this mission."
Retreat. Okay, you should be more careful on weekdays, I'm leaving."
Liu Qinghuan probably guessed a lot, so he said no more and watched Ji Yue leave.
Not long after, he received a letter from Yun Zheng delivered by Yun Lingfeng.
In the letter, Yunzheng mentioned his various experiences in the Molten Land in the south in the past two years. The Eagle's Nest City fought against monsters, and the Molten Land also experienced monsters attacking the defense lines established by the monks.
However, as the agreement with the demon cultivator was reached, he has now returned to Ziwei Sword Pavilion and is preparing to practice in seclusion.
Liu Qinghuan had a sense of urgency. He had already practiced hard, but now it was even worse. A year passed in practicing day after day.
After a year of development, Eagle's Nest City has now kept pace with Haoyuan City and has become the largest immortal cultivation city in Zhongyuzhou. Most of the people gathered in Eagle's Nest City are sect monks, while Haoyuan City is still dominated by casual cultivators.
Around Qushang Swamp, some tasks began to be released that ordinary monks could not understand.
For example, draining a certain swamp, tinkering with it, and then filling it back with silt; such as pulling out all the trees on a certain mountain peak and planting another kind of tree.
However, these have little to do with ascetic cultivators like Liu Qinghuan.
He has now touched the edge of the second level of Jiutian Fenshen Technique.
The first level is mainly about constantly condensing the spiritual consciousness, making it stronger, and increasing the limit range that the spiritual consciousness can reach. The second level is control. This kind of control is somewhat different from the daily use of spiritual consciousness to control magic weapons. The requirements are
More refined and nuanced.
The first level of Jiutian Divination Technique, the spiritual consciousness is equivalent to the eyes, allowing your eyes to see wider and farther; the second level of spiritual consciousness is equivalent to the hands, making the movements more flexible and changeable.
Correspondingly, Liu Qinghuan used the Moon Shifting Star Change of the Huan Zi Jue again. In the past, there were certain patterns in the appearance of the gray sword, but now it is even more elusive, which can be regarded as another gain from practicing the Nine Heavens Dividing Art.
On this day, he received a summons from Ming Yangzi and was scheduled to leave for the sect in three days.
Many years later, he once again sat on the back of Hongmeng's colorful roc and flew to the Wenshi sect. The situation was similar to that of the past. There were many disciples of the Wenshi sect traveling with him.
Only this time, the young man who had just entered the path of cultivating immortals had turned into a tall young man who had established a foundation for cultivation. The old man sitting on the neck of the roc had also become his revered teacher.
The speed of the Dapeng was so great that it traveled thousands of miles in a day. When they saw the Wenshi Mountain Range, the disciples were a little excited.
"I'm finally back. Our sect is better." A disciple said with emotion.
"Ah!" someone shouted: "The flowing clouds at Wangyue Tower and the waterfall at Mingle Stream, I'm back!"
"Hahaha." As soon as he said this, many disciples burst into laughter.
The flowing clouds at Wangyue Tower, the waterfall at Mingle Stream, and eight other places were privately rated by the disciples as the top ten sights of the Wenshi Sect because of their extremely beautiful scenery. They attracted many disciples to visit on weekdays.
Liu Qinghuan was also in a very comfortable mood, feeling as if she was about to return home.
After entering the mountain guarding formation, they saw the familiar strange peaks and strange scenery, as well as fellow disciples flying in and out of the major peaks. Everyone stood up one after another, shouting hello to people they knew from a distance.
The Dapeng landed in front of the Taiyi Hall of the Immortal Peak. Ming Yangzi waved his hand to the crowd who were about to move, and said with a smile: "A bunch of monkeys! Let's disperse."
Others flew away one after another, and Liu Qinghuan walked to Mingyangzi: "Master, I will go back to Zhulin Mountain first."
"Well, you go pack your things and move them to my cave in the back mountain later."
"Ah?" Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised.
"What?" Mingyangzi glared: "Your senior brother is the master of Zhulin Mountain, so you can't live with me; your second senior brother is too restrictive in the back mountain and refuses to live with me; you little brat, why don't you come and stay with me?
Old man?"
Liu Qinghuan was ashamed and said quickly: "I'm going to pack my things right now."
"Well, forget it, I'll go with you, and take a look at your previous residence by the way." Mingyangzi said. He patted the Dapeng under him, and saw that the Dapeng quickly became smaller.
Liu Qinghuan did not dare to refuse, so he flew to Zhulin Mountain with Mingyangzi and entered his small purple bamboo courtyard.
More than three years have passed, and everything is still the same in Zizhu Courtyard. It is still so quiet and small - small is the evaluation given by Ming Yangzi after walking around.
Ming Yangzi stood in the courtyard, shook his head and said: "I don't think there is anything to deal with."
Liu Qinghuan had not been in the sect for several years, so he had all his things with him, so there was nothing to pack. He just picked up two sets of simple magic circles.
He finished it quickly and was about to leave when he saw a blue light flying towards him and falling into the courtyard. Liu Qinghuan took a closer look and saw that it was the master of Zhulin Mountain and his senior brother Zuozhishan.
Zuo Zhishan glanced at him and saluted Mingyangzi first: "Master, you are back. Why didn't you come to my place when you came to Zhulin Mountain?"
Mingyangzi smiled and said: "It's not like you have never been there as a teacher. Come and meet your junior brother, Qing Huan. Come and call me senior brother."
Liu Qinghuan hurriedly stepped forward: "Meet Senior Brother."
The two met each other, and Zuo Zhishan patted his shoulder boldly and said: "Hahaha, okay! I never thought that one day you could become my little junior brother. When Master asked me to take you into Zhulin Mountain, I should
Thought-of."
Liu Qinghuan touched his nose and smiled sheepishly. He was not used to the Master of Bamboo Forest Mountain becoming his senior brother.
At this time, Ming Yangzi asked: "Has Yue'er come back?"
"No, the second junior brother has never returned to the sect." Zuo Zhishan looked worried.
Ming Yangzi nodded: "It's okay. He sent a message a few days ago and said he would be back in the near future. Okay, let's talk about these later. I will take your junior brother back to the back mountain for resettlement first."
Hearing this, Zuo Zhishan turned his back to Mingyangzi and cast a sympathetic look at Liu Qinghuan, leaving Liu Qinghuan confused.
The back mountain of Wenshi Sect exists independently from the nine peaks of the front mountain. It is covered by a protective formation like clouds and fog all year round, and only the layers of green mountains can be vaguely seen.
Mingyangzi took him and flew over the Nine Peaks, and then flew over the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda near the back mountain, and arrived in front of the big formation. I saw Mingyangzi hitting several spells in succession, and saw those misty clouds forming
A cloud bridge three people wide.
Seeing Ming Yangzi fall on the bridge, Liu Qing also stepped on it. He tried it, and his feet were as stable as stepping on flat ground.
Mingyangzi handed him a token: "In the future, you can use this token to enter and exit the back mountain. Remember, after entering, follow the cloud bridge and don't go down the cloud bridge. The formation in the back mountain is ninety-nine
If you fall into the Smoke Lock Immortal Formation, you will most likely be lost forever."
"I understand, Master." Liu Qinghuan said. He didn't dare to wander around. Just hearing the name of this formation made his heart tremble.
But slowly, he felt that the spiritual energy around him was getting thicker and thicker, which also made him expect that practicing in such an environment would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
After walking across the long Cloud Bridge for half a quarter of an hour, there was nothing but the quietly flowing clouds and mist on both sides. Until the end of the Cloud Bridge, the mysterious back mountain of the Wenshi Sect finally appeared in front of Liu Qinghuan.
He opened his eyes in disbelief. The sight before him was completely beyond his expectation!