Liu Qinghuan stopped and approached the dungeon: "The poor guy who was kicked down from the fairy world?"
This was the first time he had responded to these people, and the whole dungeon instantly became lively, with all kinds of screams, wild laughter, and whistles. The howling of ghosts and wolves almost brought down the roof.
"The new guy finally stopped pretending to be dumb hahaha!"
"I didn't like this pretty face on the first day. I really wanted to break his fragile little neck."
"It would be a pity to twist it off, I just want to take a bite on it..."
Liu Qinghuan ignored the others and looked down at the distorted face of the person who called him first under the light screen of the formation: "You said the owner of this place was exiled from the fairy world?"
"Yes!" the other party said provocatively: "That guy himself is not a good person, and he even pretends to be a heavenly punisher. He wants to punish heaven on behalf of heaven and wipe out all evil things in the world - but it makes me laugh so hard.
Haha! He’s so powerful, why doesn’t he go and pacify the demon world? Why is he pretending to be so stupid when he comes to the mortal world! Bah!”
Liu Qinghuan found it a bit unbelievable. Taoism focuses on self-cultivation, with inaction and tranquility as the main purpose of cultivation. Such an act of setting up private prisons in an attempt to punish evil and eliminate evil is somewhat nosy.
Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to those Buddhist practices that emphasize the salvation of all sentient beings.
He said thoughtfully: "You seem to know the other party very well?"
"He is the one who captured me!" The man cursed and muttered: "It's better to give me a knife and die than to be locked up in this hellish place and tortured!"
Various echoes and curses could be heard in other dungeons, and it was noisy and lively.
Liu Qinghuan saw that he couldn't ask anything else, and it was difficult to tell whether the other party's words were true or false, so he didn't bother to talk to the other party anymore, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hey, don't leave!" the man shouted, "I have something else to ask you."
Liu Qinghuan paused and thought for a moment before saying, "What do you want to ask?"
The man's face was crowded on the light screen of the formation: "Didn't you just come in from the outside? Tell us about what's going on outside."
"Yes, let's talk about what's going on outside!" A group of people shouted: "We are imprisoned in this place, in the dark all day long, and all our abilities are imprisoned. It is too hard."
"Boy, have you been to the Wind Demon Realm? How is the Wind Demon Realm now?"
"Is the cave-yin realm destroyed?"
"Do Fairy Chilian and Master Wutian have dual cultivation?"
Liu Qinghuan thought to himself, you guys really know how to follow a stick, do you really think he has a good temper? Besides, how did he know what he was asking?
Just as he was ignoring it, he heard someone shout again: "Did the immortal treasures in the Mingshan War Zone fall into the wrong hands?"
Liu Qinghuan was stunned and looked towards the dungeon where the sound came from: "What?"
The person who lived in the dungeon was a demon cultivator who was originally a black tiger. Only two eyes with a penetrating light could be seen in the darkness.
"Let me ask you, did the immortal treasure from the Ming Mountain War Zone fall into the hands of your Qing Ming?"
Liu Qinghuan felt a little weird in his heart and asked, "When you came in, was the Immortal Treasure just born?"
"good."
"Then how long have you been here in Siguiyuan?"
"Hmm..." Those tiger eyes flashed, and then said: "It's probably been a few decades."
The Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Vase was already in his possession hundreds of years ago.
A terrible suspicion came to mind. Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a long time before replying: "The immortal treasure disappeared after that."
After saying that, he ignored those who were still chattering. He left the dungeon and returned to his small room. His face finally showed a look of shock and intense confusion.
He actually went back hundreds of years?!
Where is this Siguiyuan, and that tower, could it be...
"Is it related to the law of time?"
Liu Qinghuan walked back and forth in the house several times, her mood calmed down a little, but she was still puzzled.
The demon cultivator seemed to have no reason to lie about this matter. After all, the other party did not know where he came from or when he came.
"Illusion, this must be an illusion!"
After thinking about it, he could only blame it on the speculation of the illusion, but everything in the abyss of regret was too real. He had not found any trace of the illusion these days, and he felt really unsure.
Perhaps it was because his cultivation level was too low that he couldn't see the truth here, but he still had no clue why the tower sent him into the Abyss of Regret.
All kinds of confusion filled his heart. Liu Qinghuan was quite dissatisfied with the current situation. A coldness flashed in his eyes and he whispered: "Whether it is an illusion or time and space regression, one day, the flaws will slowly be exposed. I want to see what's behind this."
What secrets are you hiding!"
As long as his life is not threatened, he can wait and see how things develop.
What Liu Qinghuan didn't know was that this accident allowed him to escape Yujiu's pursuit once again.
"disappeared?"
In a main hall, Yujiu looked down at the monk kneeling below: "What does it mean to be missing?"
"Returning to your Majesty, the man has never appeared again since he was sent back to Youguan Realm by Taiqing. Our spies buried in the Mid-Levels Academy have spread the news that they are also looking for him there, but there is no trace of him.
"
Yujiu looked gloomy and said, "But after checking it out, he is indeed the person I'm looking for?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, his original name is Liu Qinghuan, a Wenshi sect from Yunmengze in Wanhu Realm. He appeared in Qingmingtian many years ago, and later joined Banshan Academy. He also entered Youguan Realm under the alias Shang Shu and destroyed our Qijue
The refining of the Magic Luck Pill..."
"Trash!" Yujiu smashed something at hand and said angrily: "Everything I found is useless. Where are the people? I can't find where they went! Get out of here!"
The monk below was so frightened that he trembled and quickly retreated, only to be stopped again.
"Wait a minute, where was he last seen?"
"Your Majesty, because there is a deviation in the landing point of the realm gate, we have only found out that he was missing near Hungya Ridge in Youguan realm. However, we sent people to search the entire mountain area, but no trace of him was found..."
Seeing Yujiu suddenly getting up and walking out, the monk was stunned and stammered: "Your Majesty, do you want to go in person?"
Yujiu said with a gloomy face: "Otherwise, what use would it be to rely on you wastes?"
"But, but, that's just a Yang Realm monk..."
He didn't dare to speak anymore, because Yujiu's face became obviously darker and his anger seemed to be rising.
Yes, a little monk, who had only just transformed into a god, could slip through his fingers. I thought he had been torn to pieces by the void, but he was still alive. This time, don't even think about it.
Escape from his grasp again!
The methods of the Mahayana monks were naturally not comparable to others, so it didn't take long for Yujiu to reach the big lake and sneer at the black water of the lake.
At the bottom of the lake, four stone sculptures opened their eyes at the same time and stood in front of him. However, the irritable Yanhou was afraid to say a word behind the snake-shaped stone sculpture. The stone sculpture with the crocodile head and turtle back spoke:
"Great monk, there is nothing you need here, so please leave quickly."
"Interesting." Yujiu glanced at the entire altar and said with an evil smile: "I didn't expect that there is a relic from the fairy world here... I want to ask you, has a Yang Realm male cultivator been here before?"
The crocodile-headed stone sculpture was silent for a moment, then said in a very practical way: "Yes."
Yujiu ordered: "Very good, now open the door for me."
The crocodile-headed stone sculpture fell into silence again, and after a while he said: "If the great monk insists on entering, we can't stop him. However, my four brothers cannot guarantee what will happen after entering..."