Liu Qinghuan heard a call from behind: "But Fellow Daoist Liu?"
He turned his head and saw a petite female cultivator standing not far away, looking at him blankly.
After thinking about it for a while, I remembered who this person was: "Miss Qi...?"
Qi Wan, when Liu Qinghuan was chased by Xiao Ze outside the Eagle's Nest City, she came out of the mountain guarding formation at the critical moment, allowing Liu Qinghuan to escape after almost being overtaken.
However, back then this woman was only in the stage of Qi training, but now she is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.
Qi Wan smiled gently: "It is indeed Fellow Daoist Liu."
She walked over, wearing a light blue dress that fluttered lightly as she walked: "I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect you to still remember my last name."
Liu Qinghuan always felt that this sentence meant something, but he was not familiar with the other party, so he had to smile. Seeing the clothes on the other party, he asked casually: "Fellow Daoist Qi joined the Yinxian Sect?"
A trace of gloom flashed in Qi Wan's eyes, and when he raised his head again, he had disappeared. Instead, he glanced at the people coming and going around and said, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Liu is free, would you like me to buy you a cup of tea?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at her strangely. He really didn't know what the two unfamiliar people had to say, but maybe the other party wanted to see him for something? He said: "I haven't thanked my fellow Taoist for saving my life, but this cup of tea should."
I should come and invite you."
The two of them walked forward together and soon sat down on the second floor of a roadside teahouse. There were five or six tables on this floor, but theirs was the only table at this time, which was quite quiet.
After the waiter served tea and left, Qi Wan, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke: "Actually, when it comes to thanking you for saving your life, I should be the one thanking you."
"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan never expected to hear such a sentence and couldn't help but be stunned.
Qi Wan lowered her head and pointed at the tea in the bowl with the tea lid. In addition to her petite figure, she was even shorter after sitting down, so Liu Qinghuan could only see a smooth black hair and a few delicate spots on her head.
hairpin ring.
Qi Wan's voice was very low: "Do you still remember that the entrance test was in the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda of the Wenshi Sect, which was an extremely difficult mountain to climb?"
Liu Qinghuan immediately recalled it, and combined with the life-saving grace the other party said, he subconsciously looked at her body...
There was an embarrassment on his face, and he picked up the tea bowl to hide his embarrassment: "Uh... are you that girl?"
The figure of the other party was too shocking, so although he only glanced at it a few times, his attention was all on it and he didn't even look at his face.
Thinking like this made him even more embarrassed. He quickly dismissed the scene in his mind, not knowing what to say at all.
However, Qi Wan raised her head with a natural and gentle smile on her face: "Yes, if Fellow Daoist Liu hadn't come to the rescue back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to sit here again."
She stood up and gave a careful blessing. Liu Qinghuan stood up in a hurry and returned the gift. After thinking for a while, he said: "Don't take it to heart, fellow Taoist. Later, you also saved my life. We have balanced each other out."
After this incident, and Qi Wan's polite and generous behavior, as if he had let go of what happened back then, the two started chatting and the atmosphere became relaxed.
Although Qi Wan had a very unpleasant experience, he later successfully joined the Yinxian Sect.
Among the four sects, Liu Qinghuan knew the least about the Yinxian Sect.
It was a strange thing to say. The Yinxian Sect was the most worldly sect besides the Shaoyang Sect, but since he had almost no contact with people from this sect, he found it a bit mysterious.
In fact, for other monks, the Wenshi Sect is the least worldly sect, followed by the Ziwei Sword Pavilion with its arrogant swordsmanship, while the Yinxian Sect, like the Shaoyang Sect, has a wide-open sect and has the most monks under its sect.
Apart from two brief encounters, the two of them had never interacted with each other, so not long after drinking the tea, they fell into a situation where they had nothing to say.
Qi Wan drank tea quietly, while Liu Qinghuan tried hard to find something to talk about: "Why didn't Fellow Daoist Qi go to the East Barren Sea to watch the excitement?"
Qi Wan said: "I just escaped from the excitement in the west. I planned to go there in two days, but I didn't expect to meet Daoist Liu in the Eagle's Nest City again."
"West?" Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and asked, "I heard that there was a serious earthquake in the west recently, but is it true?"
"Yes, just a few months ago." Qi Wan sighed softly: "I don't know if it was because of the emergence of the Eastern Wasteland that disasters occurred frequently on the mainland. At that time, a few friends and I were in Hengwu.
In the mountains, the sky suddenly collapsed without any warning, and only two of the seven people escaped."
"So serious!" Liu Qinghuan was surprised. Generally speaking, because monks can ride on the wind, earthquakes are not that scary to them.
Although he learned about the earthquake through casual conversations with others, the Wenshi sect was too far away from the Hengwu Mountains and did not feel the slightest shock.
Qi Wan was a little sad: "Fellow Daoist Liu, you didn't see the terrible scene at that time. The good mountain suddenly fell, and the whole mountain fell down. There was no way to escape. Even the cultivators, so what? They had no chance under the power of God.
There is no way to fight back."
"Those mortals..."
"We monks have lost a lot of lives in the earth dragon's transformation, not to mention those mortals. However, the center of this earthquake is in the Hengwu Mountains. Basically no mortals can go there, so the damage should not be serious."
Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief: "The secular world is the foundation of the world of immortality. If mortals lose their lives, the number of new monks will be greatly reduced..."
Qi Wan looked over in surprise, and Liu Qinghuan paused: "What?"
The other party showed a faint smile, and her beautiful face bloomed like a flower, so bright that it could dazzle people's eyes: "It's nothing, I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Liu to be so interested in the mortal world. Most monks would feel that they are superior to ordinary people."
Liu Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable and smiled: "You and I are both from mortals, so there is no distinction between superior and inferior. If we want to distinguish, it is only the difference between tigers and leopards and sheep and rabbits."
Thinking of the future sealing war, it would be necessary to cultivate the immortal world to withstand the falling sky, and sighed: "And the greater the power, the greater the responsibility..."
After parting ways with Qi Wan, Liu Qinghuan went to find Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was building a cross-continental teleportation array in the Eagle's Nest City at this time. He took time out from his busy schedule and expressed his bitterness when he saw Liu Qinghuan: "Why do you think I was so reluctant to think about it at the beginning? What kind of array do I have to build?! Now!
I don’t think I have time to retreat and attack the golden elixir.”
Liu Qinghuan could only comfort him: "When we first built the formation, who knew that the Eastern Wasteland would suddenly reappear. Not just you, all of us were caught off guard."
Not everyone can build a cross-continental teleportation circle. It is many times more difficult than an ordinary magic circle. Not to mention how to build an array, there are very few people who know how to do it. Yunzheng wanted to shirk but couldn't find anyone to take over.
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Liu Qinghuan looked him up and down, always feeling that he was a little weird today. He would often wander off and ask, "What happened to you recently?"
Yun Zheng gritted his teeth, looking a little angry and aggrieved: "I met a madman a few days ago."
Liu Qinghuan asked again, but he refused to say anything: "Don't mention it. Thinking about it makes me want to vomit blood. Wait until I get back to the place later, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath!"
Liu Qinghuan became more and more curious: "Could it be that he was deflated?"
Yun Zheng shut his mouth and looked like he would kill him without saying anything.
"Okay, if you need help, remember to call me."
"Do I still need help?" Yunzheng shouted disdainfully, and after complaining about the boredom and busyness of building formations all day long, he ran away in a hurry.
Liu Qinghuan stayed in the Eagle's Nest City for a few more days, walked around Qushang Swamp and Haoyuan City, and sent another communication talisman to Mo Qianli.
After coming back, Ming Yangzi handed him a lot of messenger charms from Mo Qianli that he had received before. That guy had been sending messenger charms to Wenshi for so many years to inquire about his whereabouts, almost to the point of sending one letter every year.
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Only in the past few years have they not been sent, because in his last letter he said that he wanted to retreat and attack the alchemy. I don’t know if he has succeeded now.
On this day, he set out from Haoyuan City and headed west along the Tianyuan River.