Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh weapon of killing
It’s another busy and lively morning.
As before, the Eagle's Nest City experienced another sleepless night. The life of a monk does not matter day or night, especially now that it is in wartime.
As Liu Qinghuan walked through the streets, the voices of people passing by came to his ears from time to time. They whispered about their experiences, talked about the latest news, or argued with others about a certain issue early in the morning.
Face flushed.
The biggest topic recently is undoubtedly the shift in the focus of the war.
Due to the sudden appearance of the Nightmare Butterfly, although the insect plague was quickly nipped in the bud, the Immortal Cultivator Alliance was very nervous, as if they suddenly realized the importance of the Eastern Wasteland to the security of Yunmengze's rear.
Therefore, with the situation in Qushang Swamp stabilized, the Alliance prepared to transfer a large number of people to the Eastern Wasteland, vowing to regain control of the Qianye Mountain space passage.
Of course, this is the news released by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. In the eyes of those who don't know that the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman has emerged, it is just a normal shift in the battle situation.
Only a few people at the top of the alliance, as well as the major god-transforming monks, knew that all this was just preliminary preparations to be the first to seal the deep and long space crack above Qianye Mountain.
Liu Qinghuan thought of the almost sleepless discussions and debates at the alliance's discussion table in the past half month, as well as the huge deployment of troops and generals that needed to be carried out afterwards, affecting a wide range and having a great impact. He only hoped that things would be able to
Make the progress go smoothly and don't let the hard work of countless people go to waste.
Because of this matter, he has been very busy these days, and it was only now that he had time to see Jiang Xianxian.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you are here!"
Jiang Xianxian breathed out a sigh of relief, quickly asked him to sit down, and poured tea himself.
That day, he hurriedly and slowly dealt with the follow-up matters of the Zhi clan. When he returned to his residence, he heard from fellow Taoists that Liu Qinghuan had left in an emergency. For more than three months, he had been uneasy, worried that the other party would regret it.
The Taiwei sword was returned, but when the appointed time came, the other party delayed the time due to busyness. He was not without resentment in his heart.
It doesn't matter if he is resentful or angry. Regardless of the identity of the other party, it can be seen from the confrontation with Gu Jingchen that day that Liu Qinghuan, who is usually quiet and unrestrained, is by no means inferior to him in combat power.
Jiang Xianxian could only swallow the bitterness secretly, but when he finally saw someone, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Of course, Liu Qinghuan was really busy, but he didn't mean to titillate people. He cupped his hands and said apologetically: "I've been busy day and night recently, and I didn't find time until now. I'm really sorry for the long wait, fellow Taoist!"
Jiang Xianxian smiled and said it was okay, and asked curiously: "The situation has been relatively stable recently. Why is Fellow Daoist Liu so busy?"
Since the matter of the Heaven-Sealing Pill Talisman was classified as confidential, Liu Qinghuan couldn't talk to him, so after talking about it, he took out the Taiwei Sword.
Jiang Xianxian's attention was immediately diverted, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Even the scabbard is here! Great, now it's complete!"
Liu Qinghuan flicked the black and silver scabbard: "The first thing I got was the scabbard. At that time, I was just a foundation-building monk, living in the Saofeng Continent that was not yet connected to Yunmengze. I heard that Tai
The Southern Land was only opened once in eight hundred years, so I ran there excitedly..."
He recalled the past with nostalgia in his eyes.
Although it is just a scabbard, it has accompanied him through foundation building, elixir formation, and Nascent Soul. In such a long life, he has to hand it over to others today, and it is not without reluctance.
He pushed the sword forward: "Okay, take it away."
Jiang Xianxian listened to him quietly and comforted in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Liu, the descendants of our Tainan Sect will always remember your righteous deeds! I have decided to reopen the gate of the mountain, recruit disciples, and pass on the Tainan Sect."
Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically: "Liu will not dare to do anything righteous or unjust."
Then he said jokingly: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't try to trick me with nice words, or I won't be fooled. Should you..."
"Haha, you have discovered all this." Jiang Xianxian laughed and took out a small brocade box from his arms and placed it on the table.
There were several seals attached to the box. He carefully tore them off one by one, opened the lid, and a breathtaking aura spread out immediately.
Liu Qinghuan looked expectantly and saw a small bronze bell in the middle of a small box. It was round at the top and open at the bottom, with a simple and heavy shape. The clock was engraved with mysterious long patterns, which looked like a pure lotus in full bloom and also like a flowing flow.
The water waves, layer after layer, surround the two ancient characters on the front.
"Wangchuan?"
Liu Qinghuan recognized those two words, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "This bell is called Wangchuan? It can't be the one I thought of, right?"
"That's it." Jiang Xianxian nodded and said, "During the war between good and evil more than 30,000 years ago, this bell was once famous. When the bell rang, the heaven and earth were silent, and all the humans, beasts, monsters and ghosts within the range were in a state of ecstasy, as if their souls were flying into the sky.
In addition, those with low cultivation levels will directly explode and die. Therefore, countless righteous monks died at the death knell, and the demonic cultivation sect became more arrogant and arrogant for a while."
Liu Qinghuan was shocked: "This bell is still there! Didn't the history books say that this bell had been destroyed?"
Jiang Xianxian said: "The events of that year cannot be verified anymore. I later opened the secret vault and accidentally found the Wangchuan Bell that was sealed in a compartment."
He pointed at the long pattern on the clock that looked like a lotus but not a lotus and sighed: "This clock has great lethality. If it falls into the hands of someone with a bad character, it will be another catastrophe. But I feel that a weapon is a weapon, and it is a demon.
Look at who the messenger is."
He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, now our Tainan Sect no longer has the strength to protect you. You have a pure heart and good character. If you are handed over to you, or to a large sect like the Wenshi Sect, I will
Only then can we rest assured that it will not be abused.”
Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "Abuse or not, it can't change the fact that there are countless resentful souls under the bell. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are dishonest."
Jiang Xianxian showed a cheeky smile: "My friend, your condition at the beginning was that you wanted a treasure comparable to the Taiwei Sword. The Wangchuan Bell is still higher than the Taiwei Sword, and its power is much greater. How can you accuse me?"
Not honest."
Liu Qinghuan glared at him, carefully lifted the small clock, sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, and turned it over.
There is no pendulum in the clock, so it seems to be directly activated by magic power.
A weapon with huge destructive power will become the target of public criticism if it is not used properly.
After frowning and thinking for a long time, Liu Qinghuan shook his head and sighed, then put away the clock and box together: "Okay, I'll be honest with you."
After chatting with Jiang Xianxian for a while, he said he was busy and left.
But before he could step out the door, the Taiwei sword that Jiang Xianxian had been holding suddenly broke away and flew towards him.
Neither of the two people present had expected this situation, and they were both stunned at the same time.
Liu Qinghuan caught the sword in surprise: "This, this..."
The Taiwei Sword trembled angrily in his hand, and there was a trace of grievance in it.
Jiang Xianxian's face immediately became extremely ugly. He stood up and looked at the sword without saying a word.
Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to comfort him, and then pointed at Jiang Xianxian and said that he was the authentic successor of Tainan Xianzong and should follow him well from now on.
Jiang Xianxian also suppressed his bad mood, joined in the persuasion with great sincerity, and used his own mental methods.
So saying that the sword’s spirituality is too high may not necessarily be a good thing. What is this?
The two Nascent Soul monks talked to each other about the sword for a long time, and finally persuaded the Taiwei Sword to return to Jiang Xianxian's hands.
Liu Qinghuan finally left with more emotion and reluctance.
After handling the matter and talking to Yunzheng, he returned to the Wenshi Sect's station in the Eagle's Nest City and began a short retreat.
Feng Tianyi needed time to brew in advance. He couldn't get involved in many things in the early stage, and he was too lazy to take care of other trivial matters, so he finally had some free time and prepared to advance his cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop.
He was already not far from the later stage. Since the mysterious seed entered his body, he has been continuously sending out pure wood energy. He only needs to circulate a few times a day to slowly improve his cultivation level.
When Yun Zheng learned that he was about to enter the late Nascent Soul stage, he shouted: "I'm so angry that you're one step ahead of me! Did you take some magic pill to rise so fast?"
Liu Qinghuan did have a Heavenly Infant Fruit that could directly improve his cultivation. He had eaten one in order to reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul as soon as possible, but now he still had three fruits left, but he planned to wait until he could reach the Divine Transformation stage to use them.
In addition, he also has a "living elixir" on him, which is also prepared for that time.
Seeing that Yun Zheng's eyes were red with jealousy, Liu Qinghuan burst out laughing, but also said irritating words.
"Just wait, in less than half a year, I will be a late-stage monk!"