Liu Qinghuan felt relieved, but he still maintained an incomprehensible indifference on his face: "Misunderstanding? The misunderstanding you are talking about is that you are leading people to stay in my territory and you are attacking my cave?!"
Those Qingming monks who wished they could disappear were all ashen-faced at this time. You must know that Qinglin is a Yinxu realm monk. Even if he lent them ten courages, he would not dare to come and provoke him.
Liu Qinghuan raised his hand, pointed the tip of the Qianqiu Samsara Pen straight forward, and said forcefully and coldly: "Get out!"
The lower-level monks scrambled to escape, fearing that they would die if they were slower.
How do they have the qualifications to get involved in matters between empty monks?
Chang Ying's eyes became sinister, but now he no longer doubted Liu Qinghuan's cultivation, and he couldn't help but worry about the consequences of a fight between the two.
Liu Qinghuan turned the pen in his hand, looked at the sword box on his back, and said casually: "How about we fight first?"
Changying immediately turned sideways and covered the sword box, thinking that it was better to leave it at that.
If he is a small cultivator of an individual level, he will kill him if he wants, but the battle between the same level is not that easy to end, not to mention that he has something that cannot be lost, and it is better to do less than to do more.
He was originally here to avoid trouble, so it would be better if he could pass through the past two hundred years in peace.
Then he laughed and said, "Friend Taoist, you are joking. I didn't know this place was your Taoist friend's cave. It can be said that ignorance is not guilty. But if I do it again now, it will be unjustifiable."
In one sentence, the matter of attacking the big formation was brought to an end.
Liu Qinghuan would stop when he saw the situation was good, but he couldn't stop it too obviously. He still had to say the harsh words that should be said, otherwise it would not be consistent with the falsehood he had made for so long.
"What a nice thing to say! After running into someone else's door and making a big fuss, you just want to end it all with just a 'misunderstanding'? But... for the sake of fellow cultivators, I don't have to pursue it this time, but next time, I can't
Don’t blame me for being rude!”
The smile on Changying's face did not change at all, but she sighed with emotion: "Yes, it is not easy to meet people of the same kind in a ghost place like Zhuoyuan!"
After a pause, he continued: "I don't know why fellow Taoist Qinglin is here too? I heard that you were in retreat before... but the spiritual energy here is thin, so the effect of cultivation may not be very good, right?"
Changying's probing intention was self-evident, and his eyes drifted towards the formation behind him.
Liu Qinghuan said expressionlessly: "Fellow Taoist, your control is too lenient, so may I ask, why did you enter the Zhuoyuan and get here?"
Changying smiled awkwardly, and seeing that he couldn't find anything, he simply handed over his hand: "I have offended a lot today, I will come back to apologize tomorrow, and say goodbye!"
After saying that, he turned around and turned into a rainbow and flew away. He could still faintly hear the grunting voice of the other's spiritual beast.
"Master, I am not willing to give in! That man is so hateful. You almost took over the gray stone land as your own before you left the seclusion. Are you going to let him go like this..."
Waiting until the other party's figure completely disappeared, Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, Fu Bao chuckled, and then stopped silently.
Hua Yang, who was also kept in the dark, did not understand their silent exchange, and said respectfully: "Senior Qinglin, this junior has not been able to recognize the true immortal before. I hope you will forgive me."
Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "I am a person of pure cultivation and don't like worldly things. You can take your people and leave."
"I..." Hua Yang couldn't help but lowered his head in shame.
Firstly, he sympathizes with the Qingming monks who have fallen here, and secondly, he also has selfish motives. Facing the foreigners and demon cultivators in the Zhuoyuan, it is natural that the more cultivators gathered together, the greater the power and the safer they will be.
Therefore, when someone found Gray Stone Land, he did not refuse forcefully, which led to today's chaos. Not only did he fail to fulfill the promise he had made, but he also disappointed Liu Qinghuan.
Finally, Hua Yang left sadly without saying any more words of mercy.
When he finally returned to the formation, Fu Bao immediately danced and laughed loudly: "Oh, I'm so suffocated, hahahahaha! That idiot was frightened like this, hahaha, he's still an empty-level monk! It's so satisfying...
…Well?"
Only then did he notice Liu Qinghuan's stern face, with no trace of a happy smile.
"What, what's wrong?"
Liu Qinghuan walked quickly to the small courtyard and ordered: "Pack up your things and let the two tribes who stayed outside harvest the elixirs in the fields. They can harvest as much as they can. If you can't harvest, don't let them go. Let them all go in."
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"Ah?"
"Ah what!" Liu Qinghuan looked at him coldly: "You are so complacent with a little trick? If you don't leave now, are you waiting for the other party to come to you again? By then, what will you use to fool him?"
Fu Bao was dumbfounded: "Oh..."
He tugged at his ears and said disapprovingly: "It's not that serious. He didn't notice it. How could he come back?"
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what may happen. The gray stone ground is no longer safe. Under such circumstances, I can no longer live in seclusion with peace of mind. I might as well live somewhere else."
Fu Bao was a little reluctant: "It took a lot of effort to make this place livable, but now I have to leave..."
Liu Qing cheered him and slapped him: "There's so much nonsense, why don't you go quickly!" Before he could walk out the door, he asked again: "Where is the person on Chonglou now?"
Fubao said with waning interest: "He left not long after his master retreated, and now lives in a mountain range farther west."
Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment and said, "Have Hu Si and Zhou Qi sent a lot of land rent over the years?"
"Yes, Hu Si doesn't dare to be mean, and Zhou Qi wants to change the master's elixir, so he is quite honest."
Before Liu Qinghuan went into seclusion, he did not stop the two people's need for elixirs, but left a few bottles for Fu Bao to slowly hang them.
"Honestly?" Liu Qinghuan sneered: "If you are really honest, why would there be demon cultivators coming to attack Gray Stone? Even if they are dealing with those Qingming cultivators under the guise, they are still testing my attitude."
Fu Bao suddenly clapped his hands: "Okay! No wonder they didn't come to rescue me. It turned out to be this idea! I'm going to skin Hu Si now!"
"Come back!" Liu Qinghuan called to Fu Bao who said that wind is rain: "There is no point in pursuing it now. We have to leave in the end anyway. Send a messenger to Hu Si and tell him that you also want to retreat and ask him to take care of you.
The foreigners here also asked him to keep the future land rent, and I will collect it myself later."
At that time, they dare not refuse to pay, otherwise they will wait to settle the matter together.
Fu Bao received a lot of instructions and hurriedly went.
A few hours later, Liu Qinghuan left the gray stone ground silently and disappeared into the vast mountains in the blink of an eye.
A few days later, Chang Ying came to visit again. It was not that he discovered Liu Qinghuan's true cultivation level, but that he had heard a piece of news that was only circulated among high-level demon cultivators. Liu Qinghuan was actually a rare alchemy master, so he wanted to come to her to establish friendship.
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Unexpectedly, the gray stone ground was completely deserted, and there was no one left anywhere.