Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 397 The Secret of Landscape Map

Liu Qinghuan searched the entire painting, but couldn't find the Taoist.

The landscape painting has been hung in the meditation room by him all the year round, and he doesn't pay much attention to it on weekdays, so he doesn't even know when the Taoist disappeared.

This kind of weird thing only surprised him a bit, because he already knew that this painting was unusual.At the beginning, this landscape painting was put together with the three-legged Qingluan Lantern. When I first saw it, I was fascinated by him once, and later it was able to absorb free spiritual energy.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes slid from the gazebo on the top of the green hill to the white stone path all the way down the mountain, to a small wooden bridge across a stream running around the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves beside the stream seemed to be swaying with the wind, and the stream was gurgling.

Liu Qinghuan raised her head, and found that she was standing on the side of the wooden bridge, where was her quiet room in front of her, and the scenery was clearly the green hill.

He actually entered the landscape map unknowingly!
Looking back, it was probably because the area outside the range of the landscape map was blocked by fog, and the distant scenery was nothingness.

Liu Qinghuan laughed lightly, which was extremely interesting.

He lifted his feet and walked onto the wooden bridge.

There is a clear creaking sound from under the feet, the green paint on the wooden bridge has been mottled, and the cool water vapor blows towards the face, everything looks so real.

They come, the security.Liu Qinghuan was not worried at all, thinking about the changes in the landscape map in her heart, she climbed up the steps and walked slowly to the top of the mountain.

Along the way, he did not forget to look at the verdant forest. There were various types of trees, but the most common one was pine, but they were just ordinary trees. He squatted down and picked up the soil to check.

The soil is soft and contains a touch of aura.

The mountain is not high, Liu Qinghuan quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and arrived at the gazebo.

The pavilion is covered with clean wooden boards, two futons are placed, and a low table in the middle, on which a chess game has been played halfway.

A sharp light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and there was still a little tea in the teacup that was set aside.

"Hehe, since fellow daoist is here, why don't you play this game of chess with me?"

Liu Qinghuan turned around suddenly, and saw a Taoist man in white walking slowly with a tray on which were placed a celadon teapot and a cup that was the same as the teacup in the pavilion.

In the past, this Taoist would sit sideways in the pavilion, and his appearance was not very clear. This was the first time Liu Qinghuan saw his appearance clearly from the front. He was thin, with long eyebrows and high cheekbones. A bit of fairy style.

Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands in salute, and asked: "I don't know who you are, and where is this place?"

It was inconvenient for the Taoist in white to hold the tray in his hand, so he just nodded in return: "I'm just a remnant soul, you can call me Xun Weng. Here, of course, is the Songxi Cave Map."

Liu Qinghuan paused as she walked towards the gazebo, she was extremely shocked: "Dongtian?"

The white-clothed Taoist who called himself Xun Weng smiled and said: "Yes, although it is small, this place was originally a small cave, but it was destroyed by most of it and exhausted its spiritual energy, so it was sealed in a painting Alas, this is the only mountain left."

He sat down at the chess table, put the teapot on the small table next to him, and poured steaming green tea into the cup: "Please!"

Liu Qinghuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was green and bright, and the taste was fresh and mellow, with a faint pine aroma, but the quality was very ordinary.

"This pine needle tea is picked from the green pine in the mountains. Although it is common, it is extremely rare here." Xun Weng said softly: "Many years have passed, I have been asleep for too long, and I can't tell the years. Yue, it is extremely rare for this barren cave to be restored to its current appearance."

Liu Qinghuan had a lot of questions to ask, and after thinking about it, she asked, "Senior, you just woke up?"

Xun Weng looked up at him with a smile in his eyes: "Yes, I have to thank you for talking about it. If you didn't wake me up after you appeared back then, I would still be ignorant now. Speaking of which, although you are unfamiliar to me, I am quite familiar with you, because I have been seeing you for decades."

Liu Qinghuan was startled, and slowly put down the teacup: "So, senior put me in the painting on purpose?"

"Hahaha, you don't have to be so vigilant." Xun Weng laughed loudly: "I'm just a remnant soul, and I can't get out of this painting, so your little secrets won't be leaked out."

"As for letting you into the painting." He said with great interest: "Of course it's because your cultivation is almost enough, and I'm about to dissipate. I've observed for a long time, and your character is not bad, so I have no regrets in handing over the Songxi Cave Map to you."

This person took his own life and death very lightly, and when he said it, it seemed to be a very common thing.

Liu Qinghuan slowly relaxed her tense body: "Senior, are you leaving?"

"That's right." Xun Weng said lightly: "My remnant soul has lasted for so long, and I should have died in the battle with foreign races long ago. When the Tianfeng Realm broke through the interface and fought, my Dharma body died in battle, leaving only one The remnant soul was rescued by my friend, and then placed in the picture of Songxi Cave. It’s just that the friend didn’t come back, and I’m afraid he was murdered too. By the way, what time is it outside now?”

Liu Qinghuan was in a very complicated mood, and said, "Senior, 15 years have passed since the last boundary war."

Xun Weng was stunned, and sighed: "Is it so long? I slept for so long..."

Seeing that he seemed a little depressed, Liu Qinghuan slowly talked about the journey of the past 15 years.When Xun Weng heard that Yunmengze had finally won the final battle of sealing the world, he smiled gratifiedly, but when he heard that the interface from the original first rank had descended to sixth rank, he fell silent again.

When he heard that Taizun Dayan had calculated that the second sealing war would come in 200 years, his expression became extremely serious.

"Our interface is so full of disasters..." He muttered to himself, and then smiled wryly: "I didn't expect that I would go through two sealing wars. In this way, I can't die now! 200 years? I don't know if I can last until then..."

Liu Qinghuan sat up straight, thinking about this person's experience, he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and asked, "Senior, why don't you tell me about the last battle of sealing the world. Although there are records in ancient books, it is very incomplete now."

"No hurry." Xun Weng tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and then said: "I have to think about some things, and I will talk to you in detail later. When I saw you today, I wanted to talk to you." Farewell, my remnant soul can't last much longer. But now that I know that another sealing war is coming, I have to use my last bit of strength."

He stood up and asked Liu Qinghuan to follow, and the two walked down the stairs.

"I wanted to play a game of chess with you at first, but it seems that I can't do it today. In order to procrastinate a little longer, I will fall asleep again soon. When the sealing war is about to start, you will wake me up again. Before that, I have to teach You enter the magic formula of this picture, in addition, you can transplant some more spiritual grass and spiritual trees into it to increase the spiritual energy in the cave..."

Xun Weng confessed as he walked, obviously in a hurry.Liu Qinghuan responded one by one, and followed closely behind him, not daring to ask any more questions.

Speaking of which, he recently met two remnant souls, one is Qingluan and the other is Xun Weng.But Qingluan is an immortal phoenix, as long as he returns to the main soul, he will be fine, and if Xun Weng disappears, it will be a real death.

They quickly descended to the middle of the mountain, and Xun Weng led them away from the path up the mountain, passing through a pine forest, and several huts were built in the open space in the forest.

(End of this chapter)