After Chu Yueqing's incident happened, Liu Qinghuan was no longer willing to follow Mingyangzi out. Mingyangzi ignored him and waved him away.
Liu Qinghuan went to the Chuan Gong Building every day. Now that he is a foundation-building monk, he can go up to the second floor and read more classics.
The old man guarding the gate of Chuan Gong Building turned a blind eye to Liu Qinghuan's blatant behavior of reading a book and said nothing.
After spending several days in the Chuan Gong Building, when he passed by Chaohui Hall, he found that many disciples had gathered.
Walking closer, it turns out that the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda will be opened in a few days, and a sect mission is being issued.
Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and she knew what she was going to do next.
As a tenant with excellent reputation, Sansangmu resides in his spiritual root. In addition to helping him save his life at the critical moment of life and death, its biggest role is to increase the growth rate of his useless growth spiritual root.
Now that he still has a small section of his spiritual root left, he can turn it into a pure wood spiritual root. Taking advantage of the fact that it will take ten years to enter the much-anticipated Eastern Wasteland, he can do this first.
The single spiritual root has a unique and huge advantage in communicating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which should speed up his difficult-to-advance cultivation.
So in the next few days, he first went to look for the Jinta Jade Tablet, and then traveled throughout the trading houses and markets to collect all kinds of strange things.
Soon it was time to open the tower.
There were many disciples waiting in front of the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda in the back mountain early in the morning, but compared to the previous grand opening of the pagoda, the grand occasion was reduced by nearly half. Probably many people went to the Eastern Wasteland to watch the excitement.
The person guarding the tower was no longer Liu Yuchen, but a female foundation-building cultivator with an expressionless face. She routinely said that disciples were not allowed to kill each other in the tower, and her tone was very cold.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the young disciples around him and found that they were not listening at all, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Wherever there are people, there are fights. The Wenshi sect has nearly 20,000 disciples, and there are more or less conflicts among the eight peaks. How can they withstand the killing? Even if I was in the tower, I was killed by Qu Yunhe first.
He oppressed him and later robbed him of bamboo seeds with two fellow disciples.
If you don't fight, you can only watch others take things away; if you fight, you will inevitably start a war.
Without further ado, Liu Qinghuan waited for the group of qi-training disciples to enter before calmly walking towards the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda.
The female cultivator saw him and saluted him: "Senior brother, you don't have to wait, just go to the second floor."
Liu Qinghuan smiled: "I want to enter the first floor."
With that said, he raised his feet and entered the door.
The Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda has a total of nine floors. The lower three floors are for Qi training, foundation building, and golden elixir. The fourth to sixth floors are for Nascent Soul. Above the seventh floor, they are not open to disciples and are the heart of the sect.
Now he can enter the second level, but the second level is not a new area, so he can still only go to the first level.
When he opened his eyes again, Liu Qinghuan was already in a valley.
The place he entered here was not in the Thousand Songs Jungle, but not far from the southern border. The reason why he chose this place was because it was adjacent to the largest forbidden spirit area on the first level.
Liu Qinghuan directly summoned the small hoofed horned beast, and released Xiao Hei at the same time, and quickly walked through the valley. With his current cultivation level, the monsters here were no longer any threat.
"Hey, it's so beautiful here!" Xiao Hei stood up and admired the scenery below.
Liu Qinghuan deeply agreed. I don’t know how the first floor of the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda was built. The scenery in each place is different. There are floating islands like overseas fairyland, and there are also the magnificent and brilliant Thousand Songs Jungle, and they passed by
The same is true for this valley. There are large and small waterfalls hanging in the mountains, and the rocky beaches and lakes connected one after another are crystal clear.
However, there were dark shadows lurking among the rocks in the seemingly shallow lakes. After feeling Liu Qinghuan's powerful aura, they disappeared with a swipe of their tails.
Xiao Hei was eager to jump down, but Liu Qinghuan gave him a cold look and squatted down obediently.
"You can go down if you want. I'm very busy now and I don't have time to wait for you."
The little hoofed horned beast flew forward unimpeded. It took half a day to reach the end of the valley. Suddenly, a piece of grassland appeared in front of it.
Liu Qinghuan landed on the edge of the grassland, summoned the Sword of Life and Death, then took out the Qingying Sword and threw it to Xiao Hei, and started to make other preparations.
Xiao Hei carefully touched the Qingying Sword, a pair of monkey eyes shining brightly: "Master, is this for me?"
"I'll lend it to you." Liu Qinghuan said without looking back, "Remember to return it when the time comes."
Xiao Hei opened his mouth and laughed silently. Hey, if he got the thing in his hand, there would be no reason to go back. Then he would work hard to trick him into getting the sword.
When Liu Qinghuan was ready, he stood up and walked forward. Before he had gone far, the spiritual power in his body lost its sensitivity in an instant.
Xiao Hei followed him, his body suddenly fell forward, staggered back, and jumped three feet high with a yell, shouting in horror: "Ahhhh!"
Liu Qinghuan gave it a slap and made it shut up: "It's just a forbidden spirit area, what's the ghost's name?"
Probably because it was his first experience like this, Xiao Hei couldn't even walk straight, and one foot was higher and the other lower as if he was drunk. Only in the first year of junior high school, there was no abnormality, and he was flying happily in the air.
"You guys stay here first, I'll go in and take a look." Liu Qinghuan said.
He focused on the greenery under his feet. This grassland looked the same from a distance, but instead of grass growing on the ground, there were thorns with needle-points reaching into the sky.
There was a slight itching sensation under his feet, and Liu Qinghuan was speechless: If a monk in the Qi training period comes here, he will probably make a hole if he steps down!
However, for a foundation-building monk, even if he has not specially trained his body, his body strength is not something that these thorns can pierce.
He stopped looking and strode toward a low bush in the distance, leaving behind a series of creaking sounds.
The bushes were also covered with sharp thorns that shone with cold light, and there was absolutely no place to start.
"What a mistake. I didn't expect this place to look like this." Liu Qinghuan held up his sword, cut off a bush from the root, and then walked back with his sword on it.
"Master, what are you doing?" Xiao Hei came over curiously.
"Stand guard outside." Liu Qinghuan left one behind and got into a covering circle that had been set up before. He threw the bushes aside and sat down cross-legged.
He patted his Dantian: "Brother Sansang, get up and eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a translucent root peeking out furtively, swinging his head up and down, as if checking if there was any danger.
Liu Qinghuan folded his hands and said leisurely: "Stop dawdling, just take a bite if you like it. If you don't like it, I can just change it."