Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 307

Under the deep soul pool, I saw a protective magic circle. Is there anything more absurd than this?
The magic circle was only the size of a tent, and the black light curtain was buckled in a semicircle on the black stone ground. From time to time, bright stars flashed and shimmered.

The starlight is not strong, even if you are close, it is still the same as what you see in the distance, and it is not affected by the dense darkness here.If it weren't for this, Liu Qinghuan wouldn't have been able to find it.

And the surrounding ghosts seemed to be unable to see this formation, and did not attack it at all.

Liu Qinghuan was amazed, it was the first time he had seen such a strange formation, if Yun Zheng could still recognize it here, but he couldn't recognize what formation it was, nor could he see what was inside the formation.

But he didn't have time to hesitate, the umbrella-shaped magic weapon was completely scrapped after a few sounds of Zila, he had already placed the mirror made of golden ooze on top of his head, and a layer of crackling thunder covered his whole body.

The area at the bottom of the pool is much larger than that at the top, and his spiritual consciousness is limited here, so he can only search bit by bit.

She looked vigilantly at the corner where the magic circle was, and seeing nothing unusual, Liu Qinghuan fell down.

But just as his toes touched the black stone ground, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, first a chuckle, and then a slightly joking man's voice: "Since you're here, come and sit for a while."

Liu Qinghuan turned to the magic circle in an instant, and waited for a while, but the voice never sounded again.

He was full of questions and curiosity.

If he were to set up a protective magic circle here, under the continuous attacks of the ghosts around him, he might be broken in a few hits.The people inside didn't know who they were, but they went to this kind of place to drink tea.

or not human?

Liu Qinghuan walked over step by step, holding the sword of life and death in his hand.When he reached the side of the magic circle, he hesitated and put his hand on the light curtain.

Without any obstruction, the hand passed through the black light curtain directly.

Liu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat, and she stepped in with one step.

Suddenly, an oil lamp placed on a dilapidated wooden table flickered with yellow light, reflecting that this is a very low thatched cottage with unmodified loess walls, cracks and spider webs everywhere.

A slovenly middle-aged man was sitting at the table. He was wearing a shabby gray robe, with one foot on a long wooden stool, holding a gourd in one hand, drinking from time to time, or twirling one from the small dish on the table. Throw a peanut into your mouth.

The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Qinghuan, who was standing stiffly by the wall, and pointed to another uneven stool beside him: "Sit."

There is no trace of cultivation in this person, and his attitude is extremely casual and lazy.

Liu Qinghuan looked behind him. The place he walked in was a wooden door that was about to fall down. Looking through the gap of the wooden door, he could only see endless darkness.A flash of lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, but it didn't illuminate anything at all.

But as soon as he entered the room, all the screams disappeared in an instant, and there was no ghost.He thought for a while, put away the mirror first, walked over slowly and sat down at the table, cupped his hands and asked, "Dare to ask senior?"

The middle-aged man looked him up and down, clicked his tongue twice, and seemed a little disgusted: "Bored boy...my name is Guibugui."

Embarrassed, Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to say: "Excuse me... Senior, where is this place?"

From the soul pool, he just passed through a thin magic circle, and came to this thatched hut that seemed to be about to collapse. He wondered if he had entered an illusion again.

Gui Bugui showed interest: "Where are you from?"

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan was puzzled, and talked about the soul pool outside.

The other party is very interested and has been in the final analysis.Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to talk from the Soul Pool to the Market of No Return, from the Market of No Return to the Saofeng Continent, and finally the entire interface of Yunmengze.

"Yunmengze?" Gui Bugui scratched his messy hair with greasy hands, pinched his fingers, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Liu Qinghuan listened attentively, but she didn't understand what he said.

"Senior, where is this place?" He asked this question again.

Gui Bugui took a sip of the wine: "There are some things you shouldn't know now, so don't ask them. You will know when you should know."

His eyes showed deep meaning, and he landed on his dantian, as if seeing through Liu Qinghuan at a glance: "If it weren't for seeing that you are pregnant with three mulberry trees, I would not have let you in. A little guy who builds a foundation, alas, I am too lucky It's bad! Come, drink!"

As he spoke, he threw the gourd in his hand at him.

Liu Qinghuan's complexion changed suddenly, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

San Sangmu!What three mulberries?

The other party was talking about the little stick hidden in his spiritual roots? !And he actually saw through it at a glance!
Seeing the other party staring at him with piercing eyes, he involuntarily picked up the gourd and took a sip, but he was already lost in thought.

The clear and mellow wine slipped into the stomach, and countless knives seemed to be born in the internal organs, stabbing everywhere, a burning feeling swept over the whole body, and the bones seemed to melt into water in the wine, forcing profuse sweating instantly.

But after sweating profusely, there was an unspeakable sense of relief, and Liu Qinghuan felt that everything in front of her was spinning around, she fell down on the table with a bang, and fell asleep.

After just one sip of wine, he was actually drunk!
"Hahaha!" Gui Bugui laughed loudly, grabbed the gourd and took a sip by himself: "Boy, you can't drink."

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Qinghuan suddenly jumped up and yelled, "Oops!"

"What's wrong?"

Liu Qinghuan looked over and saw that everything in front of her was no different from before she fell asleep. Gui Bugui was still sitting across from him with her legs crossed. The plate of peanuts on the table seemed to be endless.

"My friends are still waiting for me outside. If they see that I haven't been out for a long time, it will be terrible if they also go down to the soul pool!"

"Hmph, I thought it was something. Don't worry, the time here is different from the place you came in. Even if you stay here for hundreds of years, it's like blinking outside."

Liu Qinghuan regained her composure, when she suddenly smelled an extremely stench.He looked down and saw that his body was covered with a layer of gray dirt.

"Huh?" He was surprised, and immediately realized that this layer of dirt should be impurities from his body.

Generally speaking, when a monk cultivates to the foundation building stage, there are very few impurities in his body, but he did not expect to be forced out so much by a sip of wine.

Looking inside the whole body, one can only see that the flesh and blood are crystal clear and full of vitality, and the spiritual power that had been used up a lot has also returned to its peak.

He cleaned his whole body with a spell, and bowed to Gui Bugui: "Thank you, senior, for giving me the wine."

The other party raised his eyelids and ignored him at all.

Liu Qinghuan remembered something, and sat back at the table: "Before you mentioned San Sangmu..."

Gui Bugui placed the gourd on the wooden table with a "boom", and the wooden table made a creaking sound and almost fell apart: "Boy, stop talking nonsense! How about we make a vow now?"

Liu Qinghuan stood up abruptly.

Did you make a mistake? Another oath!

Ever since he was cheated by the old demon, he now has the urge to turn around and run when he hears the word "swear".

(End of this chapter)