"Liu Qinghuan, come with us, it's really dark on Tianmo Island!" Lele followed him and said.
Liu Qinghuan took out various furniture and placed them in several cave rooms, and said with a smile: "I have handed over all the spiritual stones, wouldn't it be a loss to leave now?"
Lele pouted and said, "It's just a few hundred spirit stones, I'll supply them to you."
Yan Hua also said: "Yes, Fellow Daoist Liu, why not come with us? Then we can enter the Tainan Land together."
In the end, Liu Qinghuan rejected their good intentions. The father and daughter of their masters were together, and if he followed them, it would be untimely and inconvenient.
Lele and Yan Hua only rested for one night and had to leave the next day. The wind outside was getting stronger day by day, so the earlier they left, the better.
It only costs 2,000 spirit stones for one night, which is really a bargain for the people of Tianmo Island.
After seeing the two of them off, Liu Qinghuan returned to the rented cave, released Chu Yi and Xiao Hei, and entered the quiet room.
He cleaned up the storage ring and took out a sparkling silver net. Nowadays, the Green Lotus Karmic Fire can no longer be used easily, and the Eight-Character Sword Art and other spells cannot be mastered in a short period of time, so they can only increase the means of attacking with external objects.
He refined the silver gauze net and practiced it skillfully. This net had the effect of binding and trapping enemies, so it was quite useful.
In the next few days, Liu Qinghuan was refining elixirs that might be used in the cave. Since he didn't know when the Tainan Grand Trial would start, he would go out for a walk every day.
Half a month later, the wind outside reached its strongest, and this stage would last for about one or two months. The atmosphere in the cave became more and more restless, and many people were eager and excited. When they met, they talked about the Tainan Test.
Liu Qinghuan listened to it and learned a lot about the history of the Tainan Grand Trial in the past. He also bought a jade map slip and had a rough understanding of the terrain of the entire Tainan land and the Howling Sea.
It's just that eight hundred years have passed, and the environment of the Howling Sea is so extreme that no one can tell whether the large and small islands on the map are still in their original positions, or even whether they even exist.
"Hey, are you going out to practice martial arts again?" The monk guarding the gate saw Liu Qinghuan coming out and said hello casually.
These days, Liu Qinghuan would go outside the protective circle to practice the Pingxu Wind Control Technique when he had nothing to do, so much so that the two gatekeepers recognized him.
Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly and nodded to them: "I would also like to trouble fellow Taoist to open the magic circle."
"Haha, that's easy to say." One of them took out a token and said, "I saw your movement that day, and I was really impressed!" He said, and gave a thumbs up.
Liu Qinghuan said a few polite and modest words, and once the magic circle was opened, he flew outside.
The raging wind blew towards our face, sealing off the entire world with a momentum that would not stop until it blew away people's souls and souls.
Huge waves surged into the sky on the Howling Sea in the distance, and countless seawater was swept up into the sky, like giant dragons leaping into the sky. There were even dragons connecting the sky and the sea that absorbed water and roamed the sea with a power that destroyed the heaven and the earth.
Liu Qinghuan's spiritual shield was blown out of shape, and it rained heavily in the sky, but it was not real rain, but salty sea water.
He shuttled through the wind and rain briskly and nimbly. He had finally broken through the Pingxu Wind Control Technique a few days ago. Now, even under such a strong wind, he could still come and go freely.
There is no follow-up training method for the Pingxu Wind Control Technique recorded in the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting Immortality, but Liu Qinghuan had a hunch that the realm of this technique would not stop here. So he set aside two hours a day to practice, and at the same time
It is also preparation for entering the land of Tainan later.
Two hours later, Liu Qinghuan, who was soaked all over, returned to the protective circle, and the two monks guarding the gate came forward to greet him.
Although these two people are greedy for money and lustful, they still have great appreciation for capable people. Many people have gone out to try these days, and many of them fled back as if they were running for their lives. Some even never came back at all, and they didn't know they were blown away.
It is hard to say where he has gone and whether he is still alive.
The two of them had been guarding this place for so long, so they naturally saw everything. Those who could move freely in such a strong wind, including Liu Qinghuan, were only five fingers in total.
While Liu Qinghuan was chatting with them and drying his clothes, his eyes fell on a male cultivator who had been standing next to him.
"Haha, Taoist friends are so awesome!" Seeing Liu Qinghuan looking at him, the male cultivator cupped his hands and said, "Xiong Batian, I have been here just now to observe the heroic appearance of Taoist friends. I really admire you very much."
Xiong Batian, Liu Qinghuan once bought a map of Ghost Crying Valley from this person. The map was detailed and accurate, which saved him a lot of unnecessary mistakes.
But now that he has changed his appearance, the other party will naturally not recognize him.
Liu Qinghuan returned the gift: "Thank you, Taoist Xiong."
He had no intention of making friends with the other party, so he walked into the cave.
But I saw Xiong Batian also coming in, and he smiled boldly and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't blame me for being abrupt. I just saw that your Taoist body skills are so good, and I started to want to make friends, so I still want to ask your Taoist friend Gao's name?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at him with some surprise and said with a smile: "Thanks to Fellow Taoist Xiong for being able to see me, my surname is Yun and my name is Qing, and I am just a casual cultivator."
While they were talking, the two of them had already walked into the huge stone hall. Xiong Batian pointed to a shop not far to the left and said, "Fellow Taoist Yun, I wonder if you are free now. How about I treat you to a cup of tea?"
"Oh?" Liu Qinghuan tried to figure out his intention, then turned to look at the tea shop, thought for a moment and nodded: "That will cost Taoist friends money."
The two of them walked to the tea shop, and there was another cave inside. It was decorated freshly and elegantly, and there were quite a few customers.
The two of them found an empty table in the corner and sat down. After the waiter finished serving tea, Xiong Batian raised his hand to create a soundproof cover and asked cautiously: "Fellow Taoist Yun, I don't know if you entered the Sea of Howling Wind."
What are your plans?"
Liu Qinghuan turned the tea cup in his hand and looked puzzled: "How do you say this? If you have something to say, you might as well speak up."
"Haha, I just like people like you who are straightforward." Xiong Batian said, leaning his left elbow on the table, leaning slightly and whispering: "That's it, I got a secret map a few years ago, and I will study it carefully.
Later, I discovered that it is most likely the real burial place of the old demon Wen Dao!"
Wen Dao Old Demon? Looking at him, it seems that Wen Dao Old Demon is very famous. But for Liu Qinghuan, a person from the outside world, how could he know? He did not hide it and asked directly: "Who is Wen Dao Old Demon?"
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Xiong Batian was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "It seems that fellow Taoist Yun is an ascetic cultivator, so it's normal not to know. After all, it was a thousand years ago when I heard about the old demon's amazing talents. He is extremely beautiful,
Building the foundation at the age of ten and forming the elixir at the age of eighteen, this record has never been surpassed by anyone so far."
The foundation is built at the age of ten, and the elixir is formed at the age of eighteen!
Liu Qinghuan gasped, this kind of beauty was more than outstanding! He didn't know about Sao Feng Continent, but Yun Mengze's record for the fastest formation of pills was at the age of twenty-nine.
However, Liu Qinghuan thought about it and found the problem: "What about after the elixir formation, when did the Wen Dao Old Demon get a baby? Or did he not get a baby?"