Eternal Tranquility

"You can indeed see me." Liu Qinghuan slowly appeared and said, "But you shouldn't be able to see me, so I would like to ask, how did you discover me?"

He Guichai did not answer immediately, but made a gesture and walked straight to the nearest empty hall. After Liu Qinghuan entered the door, he raised his hand and laid down a black barrier.

"You are not from this world!"

Turning around, He Guicha's eyes suddenly became sharp, he stared at Liu Qinghuan and looked him up and down before saying this.

Liu Qinghuan was also sizing up the other person. Compared to most ordinary ghosts, this person's strength was much higher, close to the sixth and seventh levels of Mahayana, otherwise he would not have been sent to deal with a group of Mahayana cultivators.

But this does not explain why the other party can see him standing upright without a shadow, and why he can tell at a glance that he is not from this world.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes became extremely deep, but he pretended to be ignorant: "What are you talking about? I am standing here, why am I not from this world?"

He Guichai frowned and looked at him for a while, then said again: "You have no cause and effect with this world! I don't care what your purpose is for coming here, but you'd better not interfere too much, so as not to disturb the original cause and effect. !”

Liu Qinghuan looked stern, then let go: The other party can actually "see" cause and effect, could he be a member of the same group?

However, the other party was wrong about one thing. He had been teaching alchemy at Senluo Wanxiang Academy for so many years, how could he have no cause and effect with this world.

It's just that under his cautious actions, these causes and effects are very shallow and will not have much impact on the world.

The only one who was special was Mo Ji, because he healed his injury. But maybe at the original time, there was no need for him to take action, or Mo Ji had another adventure, or someone else took action. In short, the opponent's injury must have healed, and he will be able to successfully advance to Mahayana.

"Okay!" Liu Qinghuan spread his hands and admitted readily: "Don't worry, I am just a bystander and will not interfere too much in the affairs of this world."

"Remember your words!" He Guicha warned, and pointed to the Hades Seal hanging between his eyes: "Why do you have this seal? I have never seen this seal, but it is not like me in the underworld. relation?"

Because it is the seal of Mingzun Guili in the Age of Gods.

But there was no need to elaborate on this matter. Liu Qinghuan flipped his left hand, took out the ghost token and waved it towards the opponent.

"I still have this."

He Guicha was stunned and said in surprise: "Lingshi, the meritorious cao of Fengdu Nijingtai! You, you are..."

Liu Qinghuan put a finger to her lips and shook her head.

He Guichai's expression softened, and his tone became much better: "Okay, I won't ask, as long as you know what's going on!"

Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to ask: "Brother Taoist, can you tell me about the situation of the abandoned man?"

"That is a difficult character!" Speaking of this, He Guicha said seriously: "I don't know much about the specific situation. It is said that the other party used to be a Tiansha Lord, but one day he suddenly went crazy and started killing. It caused thousands of casualties among monks and mortals in the city.

After that, he disappeared for a long time, and when he reappeared, only his soul was left. He was taken to the underworld by the Heavenly Punisher, who said he would be thrown into the endless hell. "

Liu Qinghuan was silent and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Among the Nine Chosen Lords, the Heavenly Chasra Lord and the Heavenly Punisher have one palm to kill and one palm to punish. They have the greatest power and are also the most likely to make mistakes. In comparison, extraditing people is safer, at least there are less opportunities to make mistakes.

"So, he is hiding in this hall now." Liu Qinghuan touched his chin: It seems that it is necessary to go to the bottom floor for a stroll.

After chatting with He Guizha for a while and understanding the current situation in the underworld, the other party took out his Guizha token and pressed it lightly!

The kid's eyes on the token emitted two beams of light, which converged to form a passage leading directly to the underworld. And Liu Qinghuan also saw clearly the other party's official position: the prison history of Zhenxing Hell.

No wonder his cultivation level is so high. It turns out that this person is the prison master in charge of a prison.

Watching the other party's figure slowly disappear into the dim light, Liu Qinghuan stayed there for a moment before turning and walking towards the door.

"Mr. Liu?"

A shout interrupted his contemplation. When he looked up, he saw Mo Ji and several others standing outside the hall, looking over in surprise.

Liu Qinghuan held his head: he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he forgot to become invisible!

"Mo Ji!" Liu Qinghuan smiled, as if he was walking in the academy many years ago and met a student who greeted him, so he responded by the way.

However, Mo Ji couldn't be fooled, and his eyes turned back and forth between him and the empty palace behind him, showing suspicion.

"Mr. Liu, why are you here? I thought you were... Teacher, did you just meet a man wearing a black robe?"

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan nodded. Within a few breaths, he had already thought of how to say it.

"I heard that you had returned to the academy, so I came back to take a look. When I got here, I saw the man entering the palace. He was a little sneaky, so I followed him to have a look."

"What did he do in the temple?" A monk behind Mo Ji asked quickly.

"Nothing was done. I said a few words to him and then he disappeared."

"What did you say?"

Liu Qinghuan raised his head, glanced at the man, and didn't answer.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Liu Wei, my former teacher." Mo Ji said: "Teacher, since you are back and you have cultivated to Mahayana, we will have another chance of winning in the future. !”

"This..." Liu Qinghuan said hesitantly: "Maybe not. I will come back to see you and see the academy. After all, I have lived here for many years."

He showed a nostalgic expression, touched the palace door beside him, and then looked up at the sign on the door.

Coincidentally, this hall was the former alchemy classroom. Although the wooden tables and chairs in the hall were all rotten, there were still a few abandoned copper tripods thrown in the corner.

Mo Ji also saw the scene in the palace, and recalled the days when he studied alchemy with Liu Qinghuan there, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Things have changed and people have changed, and now there is only a sigh!" Liu Qinghuan sighed.

"Teacher, I will definitely restore the academy to what it was like in the past!" Mo Ji said: "The reason why I came back is because I miss my time in the academy. This is not only the place where I studied and practiced when I was young, but also my home. Home!"

Mo Ji obviously has a lot of affection for Senluo Wanxiang Academy, otherwise he would not return here after practicing Mahayana.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and said: "Mo Ji, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if you have time to catch up with me?"

"Of course!" Mo Ji nodded, turned around and let the others leave first, and then took Liu Qinghuan to his residence.

When there were no other people around, Liu Qinghuan said solemnly: "If you don't want to die, you should immediately take everyone out of Senluo Palace and reopen all the restrictions here!"