The narrow and twisted alleys in the south of the Eagle's Nest City seemed particularly depressing tonight. Even the occasional screams and cries disappeared. People hiding in the dark and peeping were all watching the same corner from a distance.
There was a black mist that was so thick that no light could shine through. It exuded a frightening aura of death, frightening all those who wanted to fish with their hands and profit from the fisherman from coming near.
Soon, the black mist stirred up the tea for less than a cup of tea before slowly going back. The murderous male cultivator disappeared without a trace as if he had never appeared before.
When someone finally had the courage to touch that corner, they found that except for the house that had been overturned by the previous battle, even the bodies of the four killed had been reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
In the next few days, the story of what happened that night spread quickly in the Eagle's Nest City like wings. People were excitedly talking about the monk who had defeated all his opponents with one against four, and they all speculated on his true identity.
However, these had nothing to do with Liu Qinghuan. He did not immediately sneak back to Qingfeng Tea House that night, but went directly out of the city and wandered around outside for most of the day. After getting rid of all the people who were following him, he changed his appearance and re-entered the city.
Rented a quiet and secluded courtyard behind a mountain peak in the city.
After Jiang Nianen received the summons, he collected everything in Qingfeng Tea House as instructed, and came to the door in a hurry. Only when he saw Liu Qinghuan did he calm down: "Sir, he hasn't come back in the past two days, which is really worrying."
He looked at this quiet little courtyard again and asked curiously: "Are we going to move here?"
Liu Qinghuan said: "Yes, the Qingfeng Tea House is too small, and there is no earth fire vein, so it is very inconvenient."
He pointed to the small yard behind a forest on the right: "This place is big, so you can live there. I live in the Bamboo Residence at the back. Next, I need to refine a batch of elixirs. In addition, I also received a weapon refiner from the alliance.
task, so you will be very busy next time, please make arrangements for your cultivation and other matters yourself."
Jiang Nianen listened quietly and responded respectfully.
Liu Qinghuan was very satisfied with his temperament that he didn't talk much and knew what to ask and what not to ask. After a few more words of encouragement, he let him go.
He turned to his residence. What he liked most about this courtyard was that there were many bamboos planted in it, which was quite similar to the purple bamboo courtyard he had in the Wenshi Sect.
Liu Qinghuan walked around the courtyard, returned to the quiet room, took out an oval stone and looked at it carefully.
The stone is only the size of a palm, egg-shaped, with a rough gray stone surface, faintly carrying inconspicuous patterns, but is like fire eggs when touched, and is extremely hot to the touch.
What made Liu Qinghuan notice it under the circumstances was that it exuded a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if it had been placed in the wilderness and endured countless years of wind, rain and thunder.
Liu Qinghuan is definitely not familiar with this kind of ore. Maybe it is another novel spiritual material from the Yin Yue Blood Realm?
Thinking of this, he pulled out a white conch from the ring. This conch contained a very strange liquid. As long as he shook it slightly, ice-blue flames would ripple and dance in the water.
He stretched out his hand a little and used his spiritual power to pick up a trace of water.
In an instant, the entire quiet room was like an ice cellar, with blue frost condensing quickly on the walls and the ground. And that trace of water was rolling freely in the air, water and fire were perfectly combined, and there was some sparkling brilliance.
Dots of sand float in it, looking elegant and crystal clear.
Liu Qing let out a breath of joy and immediately turned into white. Even if he turned on the protective shield, he still felt a biting cold that quickly froze his whole body.
He showed a smile, Ice Flame Blue Sand, this was the name of this spiritual water that he got from the otherworldly books he had collected before.
In this way, he has collected all the spiritual waters. Although not all of them are top-quality spiritual waters like Earth Mother Divine Milk and Ice Flame Blue Sand, they are all pretty good.
He had no choice. The requirements of the Nine-Tune Red Dust Book were too high, and spiritual water was not easy to find, so there was really not much room for him to choose.
It would take a long time to refine the Jiuqu Hongchen Pu. Now that the external situation is uncertain, he has other things to do. In addition, he is not yet ready to comprehend the integration of the Taoist weapon, so he cannot refine it for the time being.
At this moment, half an inch of blue frost had formed in the room. Liu Qinghuan quickly put the strands of icy blue sand back into the conch, turned around, left the quiet room, and walked to the alchemy room.
The rental fee for this courtyard is one thousand spiritual stones per year, because there is an excellent underground fire vent built in the alchemy room, which is suitable for refining alchemy and refining tools.
Opening the sealing stone of the fire mouth, he became familiar with the control of the fire. With a wave of his sleeves, various wooden boxes and bottles were placed on the floor.
He is going to refine a batch of elixirs, mainly those that can be used at the Golden elixir stage and above to restore spiritual power and treat injuries, as well as some detoxifying elixirs that are more difficult to refine.
Because of the existence of the medicinal fields in Songxi Cave Tiantu, many rare elixirs are difficult to find. He consciously collected seeds or seedlings a long time ago. Over the years, the harvest of mature elixirs has almost exceeded the number in Daqingshan Xiaoyuan.
The warehouse was full, so he was able to save the spiritual stones he purchased in large quantities.
It took him a lot of time to refine these elixirs, but after a few months, he had already refined a batch, and then quietly sent them back to Wenshi's station and handed them over to Ming Yangzi.
After that, he sent some elixirs back every once in a while. As for how his master used these elixirs, he didn't care.
The weapon refining tasks of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance were simpler and did not take him much time.
The outside world is still disturbing, and the forced conquest that Zhou Shanwei predicted at the time did not happen. The Immortal Cultivator Alliance only released some high-reward tasks to attract casual cultivators to join this war.
Zhou Shanwei may have some knowledge, but most of the people he comes into contact with are just low-level monks, so there are many things he doesn't know.
The critical situation of the Sao Feng Continent will not allow Yunmengze to transfer everyone there. Even if they block the monks from the Yin Moon Blood Realm in the Eastern Wasteland, the Yunmengze Continent is the foundation of the entire interface.
, the Cultivation Alliance will not allow the slightest mistake.
War is cold-blooded. The Eastern Wasteland can be lost, the East Cliff Island can be lost, and even the Sao Feng Continent can be abandoned. However, the main continent has to leave a large number of monks behind to prevent sudden attacks from other worlds.
This decision was soon proven to be correct.
On this day, he was concentrating on refining a furnace of Lingyuan Pill. He saw the medicine's energy rising, and when he was about to reach the stage of absorbing spirits, he felt Jiang Nian'en tapping on the magic circle outside.
He couldn't help but be surprised. Jiang Nian'en had a steady temperament and knew that he was in the alchemy room and would not disturb him unless something serious happened.
After firing a magic spell and opening the magic circle, Jiang Nianen rushed in with a pale face: "First, sir, it's not good!"
Liu Qinghuan stared at the alchemy furnace and said slightly unhappy: "Why are you so panicked?"
Jiang Nianen's whole body was trembling, and he almost collapsed: "Swamp, there is light in the swamp, many people are shouting, shouting, shouting that the alien attack is coming..."
"What!" Liu Qinghuan was shocked and almost knocked over the alchemy furnace.
He no longer cared about the furnace of Ling Yuan Dan, and poured a large ball of water on it. He threw the smoking Three Burning Jade Pill furnace into the Najie, and in an instant he flashed outside the courtyard, leaving only one sentence: "
Don’t go out!”
At this time, the entire Eagle's Nest City was full of people floating in the air, all looking in the direction of Qushang Swamp. Everyone's face was filled with deep despair. Some people were already in chaos, crying and shouting without any image, heading towards
He ran away outside the city.
However, the Eagle's Nest City's city defense formation has been opened, and a light red light curtain reaches the sky and the ground, locking the entire Xiuxian City inside. No one is allowed to go out, only to enter.
Groups of monks in armor appeared in front of the formation, brandishing unified spear-like magic weapons, and killed anyone who dared to cause trouble!
Liu Qinghuan looked into the distance: To the southwest, behind the mountains, a strange light shot into the sky!
The strong spatial fluctuations are like the undulating sea of clouds, which can be clearly felt even from such a distance.
Liu Qinghuan no longer had any luck. Only when the space was broken would such a big fluctuation occur.
He rushed to a nearby gathering place of several Jindan monks. He didn't care about etiquette. He just cupped his hands and asked urgently: "Fellow Taoists, when did the strange appearance appear?"
Those few people were not calmer than him, and their faces were very heavy. One of the female nuns stammered: "Just now, no, less than half a quarter of an hour."
Another person stared ahead and said absentmindedly: "I saw Yuanying monks rushing over, three, no, four..."
"There should be a great monk who transforms gods into the city, have you seen it?"
But the man seemed not to have heard it. He grabbed his hair with a painful look on his face and looked at the others: "Are you really sure that it is a crack in space? Maybe some strange treasure was born? Or maybe a big monster is causing trouble, and the heaven and earth are in different phases?"
Others were also upset and surprised, and had no time to pay attention to his panic. Only the female cultivator looked at him with pity and comforted him: "I heard that the Cultivation Alliance has always left high-level monks to guard the Eagle's Nest City. Fellow Taoist
Calm down, besides, there is Haoyuan City..."
"What do you know!" The male cultivator grabbed the female cultivator's shoulders and shook her violently while shouting: "A few Nascent Soul cultivators are useless! That's a space crack, do you understand! Why, why do I
I finally came back from Sao Feng Continent alive, and I just caught up with this, why!"
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was distorted like a ghost due to despair, and even the magic power on his body was experiencing bad fluctuations, which scared the female cultivator and struggled in panic: "Let me go, let go!"
Liu Qinghuan took a step forward, held a ball of green energy in her palm, slapped it on his face, and said sternly: "Wake up! If you don't want to go crazy, just wake up a little!"
The Holy Qi of Aoki has the effect of calming the mind and calming the energy. The male cultivator shook his head in a daze, and his eyes finally regained a trace of clarity. He immediately understood that he had almost lost his mind due to a moment of anger, and was frightened. He gratefully said to Liu Qinghuan: "
Thank you, thank you fellow Taoist!"
Then he turned around and apologized to the female nun.
Liu Qinghuan had no time to care about him anymore. The strange light in the distance exploded into groups of colorful streams of light, which was the manifestation of the fragmentation of space!
He left those few people behind, turned around and ran towards the Wenshi faction's headquarters in the city, dodging countless lost monks along the way.
Before he arrived, he suddenly heard many people exclaiming. Liu Qinghuan looked back and saw a tall and somewhat familiar figure passing through the sky. There was a vague and vast power that invisibly enveloped the entire Eagle's Nest City, and everyone in the way was blocked.
The person in front of him felt blurred in front of his eyes and had been moved aside.
The man arrived at the city defense formation in a blink of an eye. The light curtain of the formation only made him pause for a moment. With a little finger, a light hole appeared on it.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help shouting: "Tai Zun Dayan!"
When I looked again, the figure of Grand Master Dayan had disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
Liu Qinghuan was extremely excited and chased after Grand Master Dayan without even thinking.
When they arrived at the light hole that had not yet been closed, there were already several groups of monks blocking it. They had received orders not to allow people to leave the city, and they were eyeing everyone who wanted to get close.
Only then did he come back to his senses from the excitement, and after thinking that it would be useless to follow him out, he stopped.
At this time, an invisible force suddenly came in from outside the light cave, pushed the guarding monk to both sides, and then wrapped around him!
Liu Qinghuan screamed in surprise and was pulled out of the light cave without any time to struggle. He only saw the scenery of Qushang Swamp passing quickly in front of his eyes. When he raised his head again, he saw the resolute and solemn profile of Grand Master Dayan. He still looked like he had been for many years.
A familiar look before.
"Ah!" Liu Qinghuan gasped for breath. He had no idea why Tai Zun had captured him. He raised his head and asked, "Tai Zun, have you come out of the Great Xumi Qiankun Pagoda?"
After saying this, his expression became extremely shocked!
He suddenly remembered that Grand Master Dayan proclaimed himself in the Great Xumi Qiankun Tower just to suppress his cultivation with the energy of chaos, and now he actually left the tower! And he came to the Eagle's Nest City from the sect so quickly!
At this time, he also clearly felt that the coercion leaking from Tai Zun's body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, as if he could not suppress it. However, Tai Zun added a layer of cyan shield to his body, so that he was not threatened.
He fell down under the pressure.
Grand Master Dayan glanced sideways at him, his eyes swept over his Dantian, a gentle smile seemed to flash across his face, and he turned to look at the swamp in the distance.
The swamp was beyond recognition, covered by constant bursts of space fluctuations and various colors of light, making it impossible to get close.
Liu Qinghuan looked there in awe, and heard Tai Zun Dayan say: "Little guy, the painting in your Dantian wants to come out, don't you feel it?"
Liu Qinghuan was stunned, and quickly looked inside his Dantian, and saw that the Songxi Cave Sky Map was shaking slightly, but he had been in the chaos of war before, so he didn't notice it.
In front of the great cultivator of Transformation God, he did not need to hide and immediately summoned the Songxi Cave Heaven Map.
As soon as the picture came out, he saw Xun Weng's figure standing on the mountain road, looking out of the picture anxiously.
Liu Qinghuan had a feeling of impending disaster!
This Taoist who stayed in the Cave Heaven Map with his remaining soul once asked him to wake him up at the beginning of the sealing war. But when the alien world broke through the boundary from Qianye Mountain, he called out to him in his closed sleeping place.
For a long time, the other party didn't show up. But now, he woke up!