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Chapter 873 Farewell

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be surprised, the insect queen could actually break free from the immobilization technique?!

Its fat body was seen rising and falling rapidly like a wave, with circles of black and white light rippling out, and soon turned into a black mist, spraying out large balls of filthy liquid.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were focused, and he raised his sleeves to release a rich green light. First, he sealed the shallow pit where the Qingling Honey Liquid was located to prevent it from being contaminated by the filthy liquid.

The Fusheng Sword clasped in his hand also flew out, and the sword energy flashed through a sharp light and slashed towards the black mist!

"First grade of junior high school, exit!"

The filth-eating insects throughout the cracks in the ground exploded one after another when the insect queen was attacked. At this time, the foul smell like hair threads was flying everywhere, and more filth-eating insects were coming here.

When these evil spirits rushed towards Liu Qinghuan's Yangshen, they were ignited by the golden light that was as bright as a flame around him, and then mostly dissipated like the darkness illuminated by the sun.

However, Chu Yi was unable to be like Liu Qinghuan. Fortunately, she was able to disappear into the void and escape back into the mountain wall in time before being overwhelmed by the foul air.

At this end, the Fusheng Sword had cut into the black mist that the insect queen had transformed into, and a shrill scream was heard from inside. The mist expanded and contracted crazily, as if there were thousands of insects flapping their wings and buzzing inside.

Liu Qinghuan decided to fight quickly. A three-inch-long white light suddenly shot out from his left eye, and a large net spread out, sealing the entire stone crack to prevent the filth-eating insects from outside.

There is also a misty and light green air, like a flood of spring tide, rolling out. When it encounters foul air, it is like adding fuel to a fire, and it boils instantly!

The winner was determined quickly. With Liu Qinghuan's level of cultivation, if he hadn't been worried about the Qingling Honey Liquid before, there would be no need for such trouble.

The foul air was swept away, and the black mist was suppressed until only a small one remained, revealing the insect queen whose body had shrunk by more than half.

Seeing that she was exposed, the insect queen screamed and spit out black liquid, trying to turn into mist and escape again.

This time, Liu Qinghuan didn't give it a chance. Several sword beams flashed like lightning, leaving only a few insect corpses on the spot.

After searching carefully to make sure that the surrounding filth-eating insects had been cleared away, he came to the shallow pit and removed the thick green light covering it.

After scraping all the clear spirit honey liquid into the jade bottle, Liu Qinghuan was in a good mood and let go of the remaining filth-eating insects outside.

Although the insect queen dies, as long as the insect swarm remains, they will soon cultivate new insect queens and continue to reproduce.

Yang Shen returned to his Dharma body and cleaned away the foul smell entangled in his body for the first day of the year. Liu Qinghuan emerged from the water, took a few steps into the air, and then was surprised to find that Dao Wuya was surrounded by foreigners who didn't know when.

Demon cultivator.

Husi, who came in a hurry, shouted from the air: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, are you leaving Zhuoyuan?"

When Liu Qinghuan saw him, he thought that after all they had just met, they would most likely never see each other again, so it was better to say goodbye.

He flew down to the top of the hill where the other party was: "Yes, I'm ready to leave."

There was envy in Hu Si's eyes, and reluctance and sadness welled up in his heart. He looked at Liu Qinghuan and was suddenly speechless. He was speechless for a moment.

Behind him, Zhou Qi walked forward with a smile, dragging a stone plate, a wine pot and a wine bowl in his hand.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you will be able to leave the prison of Zhuoyuan soon. I just received the news not long ago, and I rushed here without preparing any temporary gifts..."

He lifted the pot, filled three large bowls of wine, then raised the bowls, his expression became solemn.

"I live in Zhuoyuan, with poor mountains and harsh waters, and the life of my people is miserable. However, my Taoist friends are as humble as grains, consider small tribes, and work hard to cultivate crops. They have never done anything to oppress others. The kindness of the past and the various things today are difficult to describe clearly. I will use Zhuojiu.

Wan, I wish fellow Taoist friends a smooth journey in the future and may you reach the peak of immortality as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he raised his neck boldly and drank the wine from the bowl.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, so he picked up the wine and drank it simply: "You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Zhou, so thank you for your kind words."

Hu Si finally came back to his senses and said with emotion: "So many years have passed in a flash, but the scene when I first met my fellow Taoist seems to have happened yesterday..."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile: "When we first met? If I remember correctly, I gave you a good meal."

Hu Si also smiled: "Yes, at that time I was still very angry and couldn't fight, so I had to endure the pain in my heart and lungs. Who knew I would get so many benefits from fellow Taoists later!"

He took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it over. Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. He opened the bag and understood.

Hu Xina said: "It's a little bit... Taoist friends have been in seclusion for many years, and we have been oppressed by the cultivator named Chang Ying. More than 70% of the produce in the fields has been robbed by him..."

Liu Qinghuan smiled and returned the storage bag: "Forget it, I don't need these things, so I will give them to you two as my last good fortune."

"Ah, how does this work!"

After resisting twice, seeing that his attitude didn't seem to be contrary to his wishes, Hu Si and Zhou Qi both looked grateful and took back their storage bags in embarrassment.

After drinking with Hu Si again, Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands and said, "Take care, both of you! I'll see you again in the future, Qing Ming. See you later!"

"Hahaha, okay! Let's meet again in Qingming in the future. See you soon!"

When Liu Qinghuan looked back for the last time, the sky in Zhuoyuan was still as dark and dull as it had been for several years. The land was barren and barren, and it was difficult to see the sky.

The alien demon cultivators who were hiding in the surrounding mountains all came out at this time, looking up at each other.

There was a clear roar, and the sky was high and the sky was vast.

The towering endless road is just like the difficulties and obstacles that every monk must pass on the road to cultivating immortality. Only by overcoming them can he escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

There is no limit to the road, everyone should cherish it!

On the first day of the new year, he spread his wide wings and flew into the sky.

Until Liu Qinghuan's figure was completely obscured by the thick and turbid fog, everyone slowly dispersed.

Some people have left, but they still have to live here and think about how to live tomorrow.

Hu Si lowered his head listlessly, and walked back with Zhou Qi. However, before he had taken a few steps, he saw a figure flying from a distance like lightning, and was nearby in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this person, the whole Dao Wuya suddenly became silent, and then everyone ran away in fear, as if they had seen a savage beast.

Husi was startled: "Changying..."

Zhou Qi hurriedly pulled him, but the other party had already looked over, with a friendly smile on his extremely upright face.

"Oh, it's you two."

Zhou Qi had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow and said, "Lord Changying."

Changying didn't bother to pay attention to them and asked directly: "Did Qinglin just leave?"

"Ah! This..."

Husi's face became extremely ugly and he asked defensively: "What do you want to do?"

Changying laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "What are you doing? Of course you are looking for him to reminisce about old times!"

After saying that, he flashed his body and ran to the top of Wuya Cliff.


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