It is not difficult to check the news of Wanling Realm. As the famous interface of Jiuyou side, it has produced countless great demon cultivators, and many things have been figured out by Qingming side.
However, the Qingluan clan is much more low-key than Liu Qinghuan imagined. Compared with the flamboyant Fire Phoenix clan, they are quiet and leisurely. The Sanwei Mountain where they live is located in the desert wasteland and is locked by wind and sand all year round.
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Qingluan's feathers are gorgeous, and its tail feathers are as gorgeous as clouds. In legends, they are mostly mounts for gods and are regarded as auspicious omens of peace and happiness.
However, the descendants of this clan are not prosperous, and the royal family is even more hidden from the world. The current Queen Qingluan has ruled this clan for nearly 100,000 years.
Although the phoenix is called the Phoenix, every nirvana process is very painful, no less than walking between life and death, and after passing it, it will go through a long period of weakness, which can almost be said to be starting from scratch.
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Liu Qinghuan inquired in many ways, but in the end he couldn't find much information. In the end, he could only put it aside temporarily and wait to inquire later.
The green mark on the back of the hand disappeared on its own not long after Qingxi left, and no trace could be found.
As time goes by, more and more people come to participate in the Sunday market, and Taicang City becomes more and more lively.
Although Liu Qinghuan found the other four characters of the Eight-Character Sword Jue, he did not have time to study it thoroughly. It was very rare to have one day to go to the market alone without being disturbed.
At other times, he is always surrounded by a group of people, and his every move will be watched, observed, and interpreted. He is faced with temptations of unknown purpose all the time, and it is inconvenient to do anything he wants to do.
The night before leaving Tai Cang Territory, Tai Qing Sect, which had been letting them roam around, finally took action. Liu Qinghuan received Chong Yi's invitation. However, when he arrived at Wuji Peak, what he saw was Master Hua Yi.
Master Huayi is a middle-aged monk with a dignified appearance. He has a well-groomed beard and inherits the same tradition as Yun Mengze's choice of a palm. His cultivation level is only Yang Reality, which is not a first-class monk.
He is the best in the world, but he is also better than most people.
Seeing Liu Qinghuan, Master Huayi waved his hand and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu is here, come and sit."
He was sitting in a pavilion by the water, with the tea stove placed in a corner making simmering sounds. The mellow aroma of tea wafted out with the hot air, and the smell was refreshing.
Liu Qinghuan paused at his feet. The aroma of tea was a bit familiar. He had smelled it before from the tea-loving Mingyangzi.
With a knowing smile in his heart, he walked over, bowed and said, "Meet the master."
Master Huayi made tea and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, I have nothing to do at the moment, so I came to ask Master Chongyi for tea. I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist."
He waved his hand gently, and a cup of tea gently fell in front of him: "Come and try it. This tea is called Xianju Songding. It is a tea recipe that has been left since ancient times. It has been widely circulated and has a long-lasting fragrance.
Woolen cloth."
Liu Qinghuan slowly picked up the tea cup and tasted it, praising: "Good tea."
There was nothing else to say.
A flash of disappointment quickly flashed in Master Huayi's eyes, and he smiled and said, "If the tea is good, eat more."
Fill the bowl for him again.
Liu Qinghuan put down the cup and looked around: "Master, why don't you see Senior Chongyi?"
"Uncle Master just said that he thought of an interesting gadget, so he left temporarily and will be back later. Please wait for a while, fellow Taoist."
Liu Qinghuan said "Oh" and stopped asking. He sipped the tea calmly, as if the person sitting across from him was just an ordinary friend and not the head of a top sect in the world.
Master Huayi began to ask him whether he was comfortable living in the Taiqing Sect, whether any of his disciples were rude, and his attitude was kind, easy-going, careful and thoughtful.
Liu Qinghuan answered one by one, and then heard Master Huayi ask: "Fellow Taoist, I must have traveled to many places in our world these days, but I don't know how I feel about it. How does it compare with your Yunmengze?"
Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly and could only say: "The impression is naturally very good. The Wanhu Realm is worthy of being called the great realm. It has vast territory and strong immortality. Most of the fellow Taoists are also very friendly and welcome to me, that is...
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He smiled lightly: "It is inevitable that there is still some malice, which troubles me very much."
Master Huayi smiled very naturally and said: "Fellow Taoist, why should you care about those few noisy sounds? You know that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as most of them are good, it will be fine. Do you think so or not?"
Thoughts flashed across Liu Qinghuan's face, he pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's what the real person said."
Seeing that he agreed, Master Hua Yi smiled brighter, turned the tea cup in his hand, and suddenly said: "I heard that you, Yunmengze, also have this fairy house called Songding? After drinking it, fellow Taoist, do you think it tastes the same?"
Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Although they are very different, they are different after all."
Master Huayi was startled and said, "How about you taste it again?"
As expected, Liu Qinghuan took another sip, shook his head and said: "Maybe it's because the two worlds have been separated for too long, and the water and soil are completely different. Even the taste of the same tea is somewhat different."
The atmosphere became a little solemn, and the smile on Master Huayi's face faded a lot.
At this time, I heard a burst of laughter, and rushed into the pavilion like a gust of wind: "Haha, I finally found it!"
The two people in the pavilion hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said to Yi Dali: "Get out of the way, I found a new game in the mortal world a few days ago, it is very interesting, I want you to play together today."
He waved his hand casually, and all the tea stoves, cups, and tables disappeared. A square mahogany table appeared in the middle of the pavilion, and he took out a stack of small shiny leaf-shaped cards.
Seeing that the two of them were still standing, Chong Yi raised his eyes and said, "Why are you still standing? Sit down."
Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to sit down and listened to Chong Yi's excited voice: "But let's agree first, you both have to shut down your consciousness and you can't peek at other people's. Hehe, this is called Ye Zi Ge Opera. It's very popular in the mortal world. How to play it
It’s also very interesting and can be played by three or four people…”
Chong Yi flipped through the explanation and explained that the so-called leaf play is when several people draw cards in sequence. The big ones can catch the small ones. When the cards are not out, they are turned back into hidden cards to prevent others from seeing them. After the leaves are out, they all put them on their backs.
, the player calculates the unplayed cards from the exposed cards. In the end, whoever finishes playing first will win.
The rules are very simple, and you can understand them just by listening to them. However, the lowest of the three of them are all transformed into gods, and the highest of them has almost reached the Mahayana. In the eyes of mortals, they are no different from gods, but now they are playing the game of mortals?
Liu Qinghuan felt tired. It seemed that the Taiqing Sect would not give up until they found out why.
Chong Yi dug around in his arms, took out a bunch of spiritual stones, and threw them on the ground: "Haha, how can there be no stakes in gambling! For the sake of you being juniors, I won't take advantage of you.
These spiritual stones were divided and used as gambling capital."
Liu Qinghuan was stunned. The ground was filled with spiritual energy, filled with top-quality spiritual stones!
At this point, it was obvious that he couldn't do anything without playing, so he had no choice but to pick up the cards.
From unfamiliarity to familiarity, it only took two rounds for the three of them to play well and find it interesting. This Ye Ge play actually has many similarities with Dui Yi, and it also pays attention to strategy and
Skill.
However, Liu Qinghuan's whole body was tense. He certainly didn't believe that the two people opposite him, who had considerable influence in Taiqing Sect and even the entire Wanhu Realm, would just play games with him. In the end, they would definitely fall into temptation.
Yun Mengze's position on the matter.
He was ready to take advantage of him, but he didn't want to see Master Hua Yi change his gentle temperament, become aggressive and not afraid of death, and actually tried to block his cards as if he had a grudge against Chong Yi.
But Chong Yi, as a major cultivator, was as invisible as a reckless young man, yelling and screaming to kill Master Huayi.
The two of them fought, but Liu Qinghuan got the better of him. More and more top-quality spiritual stones were accumulated around him, forming a small mountain.