Eternal Tranquility

The ground was filled with red blood, and not even an inch of soil could be seen.

Looking around, the blood-red mandala is so gorgeous and intoxicating that it has a faint fragrance coming from across the bank.

"Ha! Ha!" Tang Yi suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Boy, don't say I didn't remind you. No matter how strong you are at ordinary times and how many magical weapons you have, they will all be useless when you get ashore."

"The use of spiritual power is prohibited?" Liu Qinghuan asked.

"No!" Tang Yi winked at Liu Qinghuan as if he was ready for a good show.

"What a forbidden spirit! Hahaha, you'll know when you get ashore, but before you get ashore, I advise you to take out a handy weapon, the kind that can be used without mana."

"Easy to say!" Liu Qinghuan said. After thinking for a moment, the golden Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.

"Ouch!" Tang Yi showed surprise again: "You have so many good things in your hands. The human race's holy sword actually fell into your hands! Wait, what are these beads on your wrist?"

Liu Qinghuan raised her hand to take off the bead chain and put it into the ring: "Dinghai beads, twenty, four more to go."

Tang Yi rolled his eyes and showed a clear smile: "I do know the whereabouts of a Dinghai Pearl..."

"What do you want?" Liu Qinghuan asked, while putting away all the other decorations on his body, he took out a few pill bottles and prepared them himself.

Then Tang Yi stopped laughing and his expression became serious: "When you pass the test and become the master of Senluo Palace, I ask to go into the palace master's private treasury to find something!"

"Private treasury?" Liu Qinghuan paused.

"Located in the center of this floor is the Palace Master's Mansion. When you become the Master of Senluo Palace, it will be opened to you."

Liu Qinghuan pondered: "If it is a treasure of Chaos level or above, in exchange for the location information of a Dinghai Pearl tens of thousands of years ago, I would be a bit at a loss in this transaction, right?"

Tang Yi blew his beard and glared: "You haven't become the palace master yet. You might not be able to pass the next level. Isn't it too early to say this now?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled: "But you seem to be particularly confident in me."

The wooden boat had already docked. The two people on the boat were in a stalemate for a moment. Tang Yi gritted his teeth and said, "One more piece of news about the True Spirit Saint List!"

"Deal!" This time, Liu Qinghuan agreed simply, tiptoeing, leaping up and flying towards the shore.

Tang Yi shouted from behind: "I'll wait for you at the next level, but don't die on the way!"

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand, and in a blink of an eye he was above the land. He immediately felt something was wrong. His body seemed to be sealed in an instant and became extremely heavy, and his whole body fell directly downwards.

One after another, bright and beautiful red flowers rushed towards the face, and the strange and sweet fragrance was extremely strong, drowning Liu Qinghuan like thick water mist.

The golden sword light flew past, and a small piece of mandala flower was chopped down. Liu Qinghuan landed firmly on the ground, took out a cloth from her arms and covered her mouth and nose, and then began to check her own situation.

He could no longer feel his spiritual power at all, and even the immortal body he had cultivated with so much hard work was rapidly declining. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand suddenly became much heavier, and the sword tip was thrust downwards into the soil with a hiss.

"Sure enough, it's not just as simple as the forbidden spirit..." Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly and pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword with all his strength.

Fortunately, he took the first step to collect Ding Haizhu. Otherwise, based on the true weight of Ding Haizhu, he would have been pressed to the ground by now.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan felt like he had become a mortal. Not only had he lost all his magic power, but his physical strength had also become very weak, not much better than a mortal who had never practiced.

What made him even more frightened was that the golden vein in his body, which had never been banned on any occasion, could no longer be felt at this moment. He had completely transformed into a mortal as if he had never practiced.

Liu Qinghuan was not too panicked. When he looked back, he saw behind him an endless sea of ​​mandala flowers about half a person high. The river leading to Tang Yi had disappeared.

Looking forward, the palace complex is only a gray shadow in the distance, becoming out of reach.

Now that he has no spiritual power and no idea how long he will be able to reach, Liu Qinghuan sighed, picked up the heavy Xuanyuan Sword, and walked forward resignedly. Unexpectedly, as soon as the flower bushes were opened, pink pollen began to fall.

Looking at the pollen stained on his clothes and smelling the strong and fishy aroma, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but stop.

Datura is known as the flower of the region, almost as famous as the flower of the other side, and more poisonous than the latter. If you smell the fragrance of the flower all over your body for a long time, you will have hallucinations, and you will gradually become delirious, until you go crazy and die.

If he had magic power, he would naturally not be afraid of this little poisonous flower, but now he is almost equivalent to a mortal, but it is difficult to deal with it.

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to tie the cloth on her face more tightly, tie the hem of her clothes around her waist, and dive into the flowers.

Then in the endless sea of ​​flowers, a cyan figure ran forward quickly, and pink pollen flew up like smoke and mist, pulling out a long mist dragon.

Suddenly, the flowers on the left and right sides suddenly rippled, and large datura flowers swayed like waves, rushing towards the direction of the fog dragon!

It was impossible for Liu Qinghuan not to notice such a big movement. When he turned his head, he saw a little monster with black fur suddenly emerging from the flowers with a delicate mandala on its head!

The dirty, sharp and sharp claws were flying towards him, which was actually unpleasant in Liu Qinghuan's eyes. It was actually easy to avoid them, but he suddenly found that his movements could not keep up with his thoughts.

He was startled, but luckily he blocked the opponent with his sword in time. With a turn of the sword, the claw was cut off at the root, and then he slashed down hard, and the little monster was cut in half in an instant!

Liu Qinghuan kicked the opponent's corpse away, and black-green blood flowed down the tip of the sword. Soon, the golden sword body was as smooth as new.

"Ghost?"

He held a sword flower, quickly adapted to this seemingly new body, and suddenly turned around and stabbed!

"Pfft!" Xuanyuan Sword, as the holy sword of the human race, even if it is not infused with mana, can kill these little devils with its own sharpness.

For a moment, sword light danced, flowers and leaves flew across the sky, and the ghosts rushed out one after another from the dense flowers, and were quickly killed by the sword. Moreover, the Xuanyuan Sword itself has the property of killing demons, so even the ghosts who died under the sword could not escape, and were strangled and broken into pieces on the spot.

It's just that Liu Qinghuan is now a mortal. Although he is not injured yet, he soon feels tired. By the time he kills all the incoming waves of ghosts, he is already panting from exhaustion.

Moreover, he suddenly felt a long-lost hunger, and he was getting hungrier and hungrier. He even felt dizzy.

But now, all datura plants around here are poisonous, and there is not even a ounce of flesh on the ghosts, and there is no food to be found.

Liu Qinghuan was leaning on her sword when she suddenly smelled a refreshing aroma of food. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and smiled helplessly!