Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 282 The Wrath of Liu Qinghuan

In the next few days, Zhenjun Penghua became even busier.Although he is a casual cultivator, because of his powerful strength, he has almost formed a school of his own.

Originally, the emergence of a passage leading to the Nine Serenity Hell in Tainan Land had already caused headaches for these high-ranking cultivators, but now the incident of the Sealed Realm War is added, which is simply worse.

The monks who were still staying in the Xuanwu camp suddenly discovered that high-ranking monks from the other three camps kept rushing here.Heavenly Demon Island, Wangchen Sect, Ten Thousand Monsters Valley... more and more people are in the camp.

The Immortal Cultivation World of Xiaofeng Continent attaches great importance to the Tainan Great Examination, so naturally many people come to participate.Liu Qinghuan chose to tell the story of the sealing war at this time, and quickly gathered the most powerful sects and casual cultivators in the entire Saofeng Continent.

The low-level monks who didn't know where they were were were taken aback by the battle, and the voices of gathering together to discuss in a low voice could be heard everywhere in the streets and alleys.

"What's going on, the number of ghosts escaping from Tainan has increased? Doesn't it mean that the situation has been brought under control?"

"I don't know, I feel very wrong."

"I feel the same way, do you think we should leave now?"

"Pull it down, yesterday I saw a ghost with two horns on its head running out of the wind barrier, if you go out now, you will die."

"Look at scaring you! As soon as those ghosts leave the wind barrier, they will be killed by the high-level monks guarding outside! I also agree that it is better to leave immediately, otherwise something may happen."

"Stop arguing, those high-ranking monks are obviously here to discuss something. I saw them all coming and going in and out of the innermost courtyard. Do you know who lives there?"

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The courtyard of Zhenjun Penghua has been very lively recently, and high-ranking monks come and go.However, he didn't ask anyone to call Liu Qinghuan, obviously he was going to gather everyone together and explain clearly again.

Liu Qinghuan then ended up leisurely, playing chess and drinking tea with Yan Hua and Lele every day, and staying in the room most of the time to practice.

A few days later, Liu Qinghuan stood in front of ten or twenty Golden Core Nascent Soul cultivators, and told the story of the Sealing World War again.

After he finished speaking, a gloomy old man in blue pointed at him and said angrily: "Where did you come from, how dare you talk nonsense! You actually believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it, it's a bunch of nonsense!"

Liu Qinghuan remembered that this person seemed to be from Tianmo Island, and he stood in the middle with a blank expression, without saying a word.

Zhenjun Penghua sneered: "Fan Zhongrong, are you questioning my judgment?"

Someone stood up to smooth things over: "Fellow Daoist Penghua, although what you said by fellow Daoist Fan is not very pleasant, there is some truth to it. After all, the matter of sealing the world war is very important, and this junior's one-sided words really cannot be believed."

"That's it! The mouth is two skins, and it's easy to speak. I think it's better to search the soul directly to find out whether what he said is true. Hmph, what kind of shit is the Wenshi faction? What kind of shit is Ming Yangzi? True disciple? I think you are a little liar who wants to impress the public!"

Liu Qinghuan's complexion changed suddenly, and an uncontrollable anger rose in his heart!

As expected, he was right about his previous worries. There are always people in this world who are arrogant and unreasonable, who don't care about other people's life or death.

Zhenjun Penghua shattered the case in front of him with a "bang", and said angrily: "Fan Zhongrong, you dare to touch him and try! Search for the soul? Search for your grandma's soul! If you don't believe me, get out of here!" I made it clear today that this little friend is a distinguished guest of my Le Penghua, and anyone who dares to threaten him with this matter will be an enemy of me, Le Penghua!"

Zhenjun Dongxu sitting next to him said indifferently: "Count me in."

Liu Qinghuan bowed to the two of them: "Thank you two True Monarchs for your protection."

He straightened up, looked at all the high-ranking monks present without flinching, and exuded the arrogance of the disciples of the famous sect, and said coldly: "Seniors, I came all the way from Yunmengze Continent. And the battle of sealing the world is a major event that affects the entire interface, so I will stand up and tell the news. I, Yunmengze Continent, have already begun to deploy the power of the entire immortal cultivation world to deploy and prepare. Whether you believe it or not, I am not Xiao For the people of the Wind Continent, I don't care what the future holds for this place."

"As for searching for souls, haha." Liu Qinghuan looked at the old man on Demon Island that day, with undisguised fury on his face: "Our Wenshi Sect has been passed down for more than [-] years, and now we have three great cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods. There are dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators. You Tianmo Island is just a small sect with only thousands of years, how dare you insult my Wenshi sect and my master!"

Liu Qinghuan has always been very calm. Even when someone questioned him before, he did not argue. No one thought that he would suddenly explode.

"You!" The old man of Tianmo Island was so angry that his beard and hair stood upright, and he stood up suddenly: "Dare you, junior!"

The colossal coercion of cultivator Yuanying attacked Liu Qinghuan in an instant, Liu Qinghuan took a step back, and several brilliance appeared on his body in an instant.

But before the coercion fell on him, suddenly there was another person in front of him, but it was Zhenjun Dongxu.

"Fan Daoyou, bullying the small with the big is not what a gentleman does." Zhenjun Dongxu's tone was very light, but there was a faint chill in the heart.

Some of the people present frowned, some were pensive, and looked at this scene with different expressions.

Liu Qinghuan bowed deeply to Zhenjun Dongxu, and then to Zhenjun Penghua: "Seniors, I have finished my words, and I will not participate in the subsequent matters."

Zhenjun Penghua helped him up with his own hands: "Little friend, calm down, I understand your intentions, I neglected you, please don't take it to heart."

Liu Qinghuan said she didn't dare to say a word, so she withdrew.

He returned to the room with a gloomy face and quickly packed his things, while calming down the anger in his heart.

He was already very restrained, he just showed his attitude and didn't say any bad words, otherwise he really wanted to scold that old bastard named Fan.

Dare to insult my sect and master, he can't wait to chop that old guy ten times!

After putting away the things, Liu Qinghuan left a note in the room and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

Coming out of Zhenjun Penghua's courtyard, he walked around the Xuanwu camp a few times, but found no sign of anyone following him.

Walking to a corner, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and felt a slight heat on his face, and a new change took place in his appearance.

This place is no longer a place to stay for a long time, and after successfully leaving the Xuanwu camp, he rushed all the way to the sea of ​​Saofeng.

It was extremely difficult to walk against the wind when coming in, but it was much easier to go out. Along with the wind, Liu Qinghuan's speed reached the extreme.

After flying for three days in a row, Liu Qinghuan landed on an island passing by.

He is not planning to leave the Sea of ​​Saofeng immediately. This sea only opens once in more than 800 years. There are many rare medicinal herbs that only existed in ancient times on the islands. He wants to make good use of this time to see if he can find a few more. A kind of material on the formula of imaginary elixir.

With the help of the little hoofcorn, I believe he will gain a lot.

(End of this chapter)