Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan considers himself not a person who cares about helping the world. He is rarely willing to meddle in matters that have nothing to do with him. He had been in Yunmengze for many years, and had been hunted down and killed.

There is a war now, and countless people die on the battlefield every day. He never thinks that he can save those people. He can't even save himself, and he has to rush to the Great Mirage to perform the most dangerous mission.

But when he accidentally learned where the captured monk Yun Mengze was being held, he had an impulse that made him conduct a night spy. What next?

Seeing the despair and numbness on the faces of those female nuns, they fell into the hands of the enemy. They were about to be put on the stage to be picked and evaluated, and then reduced to sexual playthings or furnace cauldrons to be sucked dry. All that was waiting for them was Abuse and death.

He has killed people, but as a Yunmengze monk, he is not willing to see his compatriots from the same world being insulted by people from other worlds. Just like it is okay for one's own family to fight and kill at home, but they cannot tolerate being bullied by outsiders.

However, he had to consider his options. You can't reveal your identity, and you have to make arrangements after rescuing people.

Liu Qinghuan took another look at the twenty or thirty female cultivators in the room. She couldn't help but feel a headache and slowly retreated outside.

Make a decision before taking action. You must have a clear escape route before taking action. Otherwise, it will be difficult to save people after alerting the enemy.

Just as he retreated to the bottom of the stairs, a muffled thud suddenly came from above. If he hadn't been paying attention to his surroundings, he might have ignored it.

Liu Qinghuan's consciousness immediately swept up, and he happened to see the fallen figure of the big man before, and there was another one lying next to him, both of whom had their heads disfigured.

A black figure was running towards the ground as fast as lightning. It was hard to see its appearance, but it was definitely a golden elixir monk.

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed slightly, and in a flash, he was already in the corner.

The sounds of money-playing and having fun could still be heard from another room. They didn't know that their companions had turned into corpses and were lying coldly upstairs.

The black shadow quickly ran down and did not hide its figure. The black dagger in its hand still had blood that had not had time to solidify, and entered the room without making any stop.

Liu Qinghuan was displeased, as this person acted without any cover. If he made a big noise, he who also sneaked in quietly would not end well.

First there were angry shouts in the room, and soon there were screams, and all kinds of magic light and spiritual power fluctuations erupted!

Liu Qinghuan was slightly annoyed, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He stopped thinking, and instantly flashed to another door with a magic circle open.

The next moment, the light curtain of the magic circle opened, and a middle-aged male cultivator, hurriedly wearing only a robe, rushed out of the door, revealing a large, bronzed body. There was cold anger on his face, and the tyrannical pressure of the golden elixir period poured out without reservation!

Suddenly, his body tilted to the left, and a blue-purple sword light slashed down quickly against his body, cutting off a strand of hair that was dancing.

The middle-aged male cultivator suddenly broke into a cold sweat. If he had been slower, his head would have been cut off.

"Who!" He shouted angrily, and quickly retreated to the other side of the passage. His consciousness swept wildly, looking for traces of the person who attacked him, and at the same time, he quickly judged the situation.

In addition to the intruder who was killing people in the room over there, there was also one of his accomplices hidden in this passage, and both of them were Jindan cultivators.

He must kill one person immediately before the two men attack him, otherwise the situation will be extremely unfavorable to him.

I couldn't help but feel a little more urgent in my heart. The blue-purple sword light appeared above my head again, and fell from the sky with great force!

Then I saw him roar loudly, his body turned and folded, his arms suddenly became as thick as steamed buns, his right hand came out of his sleeve like a dragon, and punched down, black lines appeared around his fist. , only to hear a bang, the falling blue-purple sword was hit by a blast, letting out a mournful cry, and the sword light scattered like fireworks.

That fist seemed not to be afraid of the harsh sword light, it was extremely fast, and another punch left an afterimage!

However, he saw the long sword swung and disappeared into the void in an instant. The middle-aged male cultivator smiled sinisterly, his fingers suddenly spread out, and the hammering immediately turned into grabbing, as if he was trying to forcefully pull the long sword back into the void.

At this time, a figure suffused in black energy appeared next to him. The middle-aged male cultivator roared: "Well done!"

The left hand that had been motionless swung like a snake, and invisible ripples rippled out, and then he shot out with a palm!

The power of this palm was even greater than that of a fist. It could break mountains and cut rivers, but hitting the black energy was like hitting a ball of cotton. The soft cotton had nowhere to fall.

The palm was immersed in black energy, and a strong pull came, and the black energy spread. The middle-aged male cultivator was shocked. When he looked around again, he saw that the dark and damp passage had disappeared. He did not know when he had arrived in a small black sky and black ground. At the same time, he felt a pain in his chest!

Liu Qinghuan drew out the Sword Intention of Life and Death, and a stream of blood spurted out, but he blocked it with a wave of his hand, without even a drop of it being stained.

He looked at the small area of ​​death he had created. Because the underground space was narrow, he did not want to cause a big disturbance, so he compressed the magical power of the sword domain to a small area, but he did not expect that the effect he received was not bad.

He withdrew his magical power and saw the monk who had swaggered in before staring at him warily next to the open door on the other side: "Who are you?"

Liu Qinghuan also looked at him, nodded her chin towards the end of the passage, and asked without answering: "Are you here for those female cultivators?"

Both sides suddenly fell into silence, with suspicion, speculation, and hostility, and no one could believe the other.

However, this place was not a place to stay for a long time. The man looked strangely and asked again: "Who are you?"

This time, he actually used Yun Mengze’s language.

Liu Qinghuan was slightly shocked and looked at him in confusion. After thinking for a while, he took a step to the right and blocked the intersection. Then he said: "The smoke waves faintly cover Qianye Mountain, and I fly across Yunmengze in one night."

He slowly read out an ancient song that was widely circulated in Yunmengze.

The other party grinned: "Haha, neon is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds are coming and going."

But he sang it, his voice was low but heroic.

Liu Qinghuan smiled and rubbed it on his face, revealing his original appearance: "Liu Qinghuan of Wenshi School, who is your friend?"

The other party also clicked twice on his body, revealing a rough face: "Liang Jing'an, casual cultivator. So it's you! It was you who was sitting next to Monk Kuhai that day, eating meat and drinking wine."

Liu Qinghuan never expected that he would meet his companion who took on the mission here. Although he had not spoken to him at that time, he still recognized his name and appearance.

He looked around and asked hurriedly: "Fellow Daoist Liang, are you also the one who saved those female cultivators?"

"Of course!" Liang Jing'an had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and when he glared, he showed a bit of ferocity: "I heard that the Lao Shizi auction was going to sell my female cultivator Yunmengze into a furnace, so I looked for it. , I searched for several days before I found this place.”

At this time, there was a sudden bang in the door next to him, as if something fell to the ground.

"Let's talk about it later when we go out." Liu Qinghuan said, turning around and entering the room of the otherworldly golden elixir monk.

Liang Jing'an also followed, and the two of them glanced at each other and saw a woman lying weakly on the edge of the bed on the simple stone bed, clutching the broken dress tightly in her hands to cover her body, staring at the door.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan, the other person's eyes widened instantly, and expressions of surprise, pain, and embarrassment quickly flashed across his face, and finally they all turned into despair.