Eternal Tranquility

"Who is his enemy?" Yue Zhi was extremely shocked, and then thought of another question: "Is that person an immortal? Then his enemy's cultivation level is also above the immortal level, how can he kill him?"

Liu Qing smiled and said, "You forgot one thing."

"W-what?"

"The creation of this soul stone can be traced back to at least ancient times." Liu Qinghuan glanced at the ground. There was only one chance to read the soul stone after it was opened. At this time, it had turned into a ball of burned white ash and was blown away by the wind. dissipate.

"Therefore, the enemy of the Lord of Immortal Burial has either died at the end of his life, or he is the Great Luo Jinxian in the Nine Heavens. Let alone cutting off the opponent's head, we won't even be able to touch a corner of his clothes!"

"That's right!" Yue Jie reacted, heaving a sigh of relief but unable to hide his disappointment: "Master, didn't you lose a lot? You spent dozens of pieces of fairy jade to buy the soul stone, but you got a fairy burial place. Can't get in..."

Liu Qinghuan was noncommittal, tapping her fingers on the table with a thoughtful look on her face.

At this time, Yue Zhi's expression suddenly froze, as if he had discovered some huge secret and said in surprise: "The Immortal Burial Place, the Immortal Burial Island? That place couldn't be the Immortal Burial Island where we admired the flowers during the day, right? !”

"Not bad!" Liu Qinghuan nodded. In fact, everything was not for no reason. The soul stone came from the island where the Flower Appreciation Festival happened. That island happened to be called the Immortal Burial Island, so there was a trace.

Then Yue Jie thought of another question: "So, in fact, the immortal burial place has been exposed for a long time? Maybe it has been evacuated!"

"It's very possible..." Liu Qinghuan touched his chin: Although he didn't want to admit it, what Yue Jie said was most likely the truth. In other words, he thought he was getting a bargain, but actually lost all his money.

Liu Qinghuan smiled helplessly: "You often walk by the river and your shoes don't get wet. Just think of it as a lesson! What I'm thinking about now is, first it's the mixed rocks, and then it's the tortoise shell - the great opportunity that Wen Dao said is probably It’s also related to things like the Immortal Burial Secret Realm.

It is a rare opportunity for a great opportunity to appear, and now there are two. Although the second one may have come out of nowhere, it cannot be ignored. It seems that it is no accident that this happens so frequently. "

Yue Zhi looked at him in astonishment, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master, you have inferred so much from the soul stone and tortoise shell, isn't it, is it a bit hasty..."

His voice gradually became softer as he spoke. Liu Qinghuan laughed and shook her head: "I can see a leopard through its spots. I have had two opportunities unintentionally. Where are the others?"

His expression gradually became serious: "What I mean is that the way of heaven has damaged more than it can make up for. In the human world these years, demons have been raging, wars have continued, and countless creatures have been miserable. The next wave of disasters is brewing. Big disaster.

The so-called blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there will always be a glimmer of hope in desperate situations. I suspect that a large number of secret realms will appear in the near future. This is an opportunity given by heaven before the catastrophe, so that the world can have more chips to fight against the catastrophe. "

Yue Jian thought about it and stopped worrying: it is better to have hope than nothing, what if the master is really right!

But thinking of missing an immortal burial place, Yue Jie felt heartbroken for the immortal jade that Liu Qinghuan spent. He begged the other party to tell the information in the soul stone again, and then walked out.

"No! I'll go ask around again and check carefully. Maybe there are some lost immortal treasures that haven't been discovered in the immortal burial place?"

Yue Jian left happily, and Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to care. The most important thing for him now was to recover from his injuries. If the injury wasn't good, it would be inconvenient to do anything.

Fortunately, he recently felt that the backlash of using immortal magic was not as strong as before, and the recovery from his injuries was therefore much faster.

In the next few days, the Flower Appreciation Festival was not interrupted by a surprise attack, and soon everything on Immortal Burial Island was as before. Fu Bao and the others ran out every day, but they still had no clue about the writing on the tortoise shell.

Liu Qinghuan also went out for a walk, including in Viola City, where he got to know many Dongzhu tribes with unique customs, and also attended several parties organized by Jingyuan and others.

Liu Qinghuan estimated that there were at least a dozen loose immortals who lived in Huawai Immortal Land all year round. Many of these people were interested in Dao Kui and were willing to meet him.

On this day, Liu Qinghuan was sitting alone in a teahouse in the city listening to music when he saw a female cultivator wearing the uniform of a servant of Yunfu Pavilion looking around at the door for a few times. When she saw Liu Qinghuan sitting by the window, she walked straight to Ran over.

"Senior! Senior!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at her with anxious eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

The maid took a breath and said hurriedly: "The master of the pavilion is back, let us invite the senior back!"

"Miyun is finally back?" Liu Qinghuan immediately stood up and walked out of the building, and noticed that the anxiety in the maid's eyes not only did not decrease, but became more overwhelmed and worried.

His heart sank slightly and he asked, "What happened?"

"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master..." the maid lowered her voice and said quickly: "You were brought back, covered with blood, and you haven't woken up yet! Xu Jingxianzun asked us to invite you back, saying that you were here to help the Pavilion Master. hurt."

Liu Qinghuan paused, expecting that Xu Jingxian Zun should be one of the loose immortals guarding Yunfu Pavilion. But, how does the other party know that he can heal the injury?

But now is not the time to think about this. Miyun is probably seriously injured, otherwise he would not be invited.

Asking the maid to go back by herself, Liu Qinghuan's figure flashed out of Viola City and disappeared again.

He returned to Yunfu Pavilion as quickly as possible. As soon as he landed, an attendant came up to him: "Senior Daokui, please follow me!"

Liu Qinghuan followed him and soon arrived at Baoli Tower, the most heavily guarded building in the pavilion, where he saw Mi Yun who was seriously injured and unconscious.

He stretched out his consciousness and turned around Mi Yun. He found that the other person's breath was weak but still stable. He was slightly relieved, and then turned to look at the others.

There were three other people in the room. A white-haired old man sat cross-legged behind Miyun and was continuously sending immortal power to him. Another middle-aged man with a red coat and a beautiful female cultivator were standing not far away. The two were talking in a low voice.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the middle-aged male cultivator's clothes, which were stained with blood and seemed to be injured, but they should not be serious.

"You're here." The white-haired old man who was lying on the floor opened his mouth and first saw Liu Qinghuan and greeted him: "Come here quickly and use your green wood energy to protect his life, so that I can heal him!"

So Liu Qinghuan walked to the couch, sat down, and said casually: "Senior, do you know that I am the Aoki Holy Body?"

"I don't know." The old man said, and then ignored him. The middle-aged male cultivator next to him added: "Miyun told me before he fell into coma that you are the Aoki Holy Body that can revive human flesh and white bones, and you will definitely save his life!"

These words are quite serious! Miyun, a loose immortal, needs to rely on him, a Mahayana monk, to save his life? I'm afraid no one would believe it.

But when Liu Qinghuan found out what was going on in Miyun's body and found that his vitality was constantly being lost, as if he was being swallowed by something, he knew that something was not good!