Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1968 The Pinnacle of the Nine Heavens
After seeing Zhiming and his group off, Liu Qinghuan's smile faded. As she turned around, she caught sight of a figure tiptoeing away, trying to escape.

"stop!"

But the monkey pretended not to hear and darted away even faster.

But the next moment, it crashed into the wall with a bang, flew back, scrambled to its feet, changed direction, and tried to escape again, but then there was another bang!
"Squeak squeak squeak!" Little stone monkey Huitian rushed left and right, and soon found that there were invisible space walls on all sides, and he was locked in a small box.

It gave up struggling in frustration and gave Liu Qinghuan a fawning smile.

But Liu Qinghuan didn't even bother to glance at it and walked straight ahead.

Hui Tian floated up into the air and followed behind him.

Yueqin shook her head secretly: It's over, Master is really angry this time!
Upon returning to the Green Wood Palace, Liu Qinghuan said coldly with a stern face, "Speak, why did you steal those Buddha statues?"

Hui Tian's eyes darted around, and just as he was about to speak, he heard another sentence from the head of the table.

"If you lie, you will be punished even more severely!"

A powerful pressure poured down, and Hui Tian couldn't help but feel timid, no longer daring to spout nonsense.

"Those Buddhas and Buddha statues can make me stronger."

Liu Qinghuan was surprised and wondered, "You mean, the Buddha statue can increase your strength?"

Hui Tian nodded quickly: "Yes! Just like this..."

As it spoke, it opened its mouth and spat out a bead.

It was that crystal fruit, shimmering with light and crystal clear, with a pagoda made of crimson wood faintly visible within it.

Golden light emanated from the crystal fruit and quickly spread throughout Huitian's entire body, making every single monkey hair shine.

Immediately afterwards, Hui Tian threw a punch, and the transparent wall in front of him shook violently and shattered with a crack.

"Squeak squeak squeak!" The monkey was so excited that it danced with joy and jumped out of the cage that imprisoned it, baring its teeth at Liu Qinghuan triumphantly.

Liu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow: "It seems the temporary spatial barrier wasn't thick enough to hold you in..."

These words immediately provoked Hui Tian's extreme dissatisfaction, and he rushed over, squeaking wildly—

Liu Qinghuan swung her palm, sending it tumbling and flying out the door, completely disoriented.

"You little brat, how dare you disobey! Youyan, Fubao!"

Youxuan and Fubao flew out of the spirit beast pouch: "Here!"

"Go! Take this brat out and teach him a good lesson!"

Fu Bao immediately rubbed his hands together, looked at Hui Tian and chuckled, "Master, how far should we train him?"

"As long as you don't kill them, it's fine."

"it is good!"

A short while later, Huitian's pitiful cries could be heard from outside the hall.

Liu Qinghuan said expressionlessly, "Give me a good beating! If you have the guts to cause trouble, then bear the consequences yourself. If you can't, then stay put. If you need me to clean up your mess next time, I'll smash all your Buddha statues one by one!"

The monkeys' cries outside grew even more mournful.

Yueyan watched from the doorway for a moment, and seeing that Youyan and Fubao were acting with restraint, she returned to Liu Qinghuan's side.

"Master, those monks in the Taiming Realm have profound Buddhist teachings. It's unlikely that they can't deliver the demons suppressed under the Thousand Buddha Temple on their own. Why do we need your help?"

Liu Qinghuan stroked her chin, recalling Zhiming's vague and ambiguous attitude at the time.

"Buddhist cultivation is such a hassle. They say you have to purify the malevolent energy from the demons first," Yueqin said, puzzled. "Shouldn't you just kill the demons directly?"

"Perhaps there's more to the story; we'll find out when we get to Taiming Realm."

Because Tai Mingjing also had to prepare for the Nine Heavens Summit Sect Conference, the matter of the deliverance was postponed until after the conference. Liu Qinghuan was also helpless; he had only just emerged from seclusion when a bunch of things came knocking on his door.

Just then, Jiang Nian'en came over and showed him the list of disciples who were going to attend the sect conference.

"Where is your senior brother Guangling?"

"Master, my senior brother went out to travel yesterday."

"They ran really fast..." Liu Qinghuan was speechless, glanced at the list and put it down.

"You can decide these things. Yunmengze has only been back in the Wanhu Realm for a few thousand years. The average strength of his disciples is definitely not as good as those in the great realms. Consider this trip as an opportunity to broaden their horizons."

“Yes, Master.” Jiang Nian’en put away the list and said, “Master, there is one more thing. There will be a trade fair after the sect conference. I heard that there will be a Celestial Spirit Well this time.”

"Oh?" Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "Someone is actually willing to offer up the Immortal Spirit Well."

It should be understood that spiritual energy is no longer sufficient to meet the cultivation needs of Mahayana cultivators; they need to refine immortal energy in order to improve their cultivation speed.

Things that can generate immortal energy, such as immortal trees and immortal herbs, are extremely rare and precious. In comparison, the Immortal Spirit Well is the easiest to obtain.

However, even the Immortal Spirit Well isn't enough to go around, and looking at the entire cultivation world, there are quite a few Mahayana cultivators.

Just like the Wenshi Sect, which has seven Mahayana practitioners including Fu Bao and a few others, but only four Immortal Spirit Wells.

There are two on Mount Jiuzang, one in the Wenshi Sect of Yunmengze, and another in Liu Qinghuan's Immortal Gourd. They cannot all go into seclusion at the same time.

Therefore, upon hearing that someone at the sect conference was planning to take over the Immortal Spirit Well, Jiang Nian'en hurriedly came to find Liu Qinghuan.

"Besides the Immortal Spirit Well, there must be other good things at the sect's auction. Here are the Immortal Crystals from the sect's treasury. If Master sees anything that the sect needs, he can buy it."

Liu Qinghuan looked at the storage bag in her hand. She hadn't expected that the sect had accumulated so much over the years that it could produce tens of thousands of immortal crystals at once.

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said, "The competition for the Immortal Spirit Well will likely be very fierce. I will decide based on the situation."

After discussing some details, Jiang Nian'en left in a hurry, as he had a lot to deal with every day.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Two days before the conference, at the square halfway up Jiuzang Mountain.

More than a hundred disciples, dressed in the uniform of the Wenshi Sect, with cultivation levels ranging from Golden Core to Integration Stage, were in high spirits and ready to go.

The crowd chattered excitedly until Liu Qinghuan descended from the sky with four spirit pets and four disciples.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Amidst the resounding shouts, a female cultivator at the Integration Stage stepped forward: "Greetings, Grand Master!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and remembered his name, Gu Jingchen, who was in charge of leading the disciples and handling various miscellaneous tasks on this trip.

He nodded slightly: "Is everything ready?"

"Reporting to the Supreme Master, all disciples have arrived and all relevant matters have been arranged."

"Let's set off then." Liu Qinghuan took the lead and walked towards the front of the square, where a temporary star gate that had just been built not long ago stood.

Passing through the Star Gate, you arrive at the Canglan Realm, the venue for this sect conference, a vast plain surrounded by mountains.

"The Myriad Realms, the Wen Shi Sect has arrived!"

Liu Qinghuan turned her head and saw a crowd of people, noisy chatter, and banners fluttering everywhere.

A Mahayana cultivator, accompanied by several others, hurried over, his face bearing a respectful yet delighted smile.

"Greetings, Supreme Lord Taiwei! Your presence is an immense honor for the Canglan Realm! Hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)