Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 687
Another busy and busy morning.

As in the past, Eagle's Nest City experienced another sleepless night. The life of a monk does not matter whether it is day or night, especially now that it is in wartime.

When Liu Qinghuan walked through the streets and alleys, from time to time, the conversations of people passing by came into his ears.They whisper what they've seen, talk about the latest news, or get into an early-morning argument with someone red-faced.

The biggest topic recently is undoubtedly the shift of the focus of the battle.

Because of the sudden appearance of the Nightmare Butterfly, although the plague of insects had been quickly extinguished in the bud, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance was very nervous, as if suddenly realizing the importance of the Eastern Wasteland to the safety of Yunmengze's rear.

Therefore, with the situation in the Qushang Swamp stable, the Alliance is preparing to transfer a large number of people to the Eastern Wasteland, vowing to regain control of the Qianye Mountain space passage.

Of course, this is the news released by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. In the eyes of those who don't know that the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman has been born, it is just a normal shift in the battle situation.

Only a small number of high-level people in the alliance, as well as the major cultivators of transforming spirits, know that all this is just the preliminary preparation for being the first to seal the deep and long space crack above Qianye Mountain.

Liu Qinghuan thought of the almost non-stop discussions and debates at the alliance's discussion table in the past half month, and the huge, wide-ranging, and influential deployment of troops that needed to be done afterwards. He only hoped that things would go smoothly Go well, don't let the efforts of countless people go to waste.

Also because of this, he has been very busy these days, until now he has no time to come to see Jiang Xianxian.

"Friend Liu Daoist, you are here!"

Jiang Xianxian exhaled a sigh of relief, and quickly asked him to sit down, and poured tea himself.

That day, he hurriedly finished dealing with the follow-up matters of the Zhi Clan, but when he returned to his residence, he heard from Fellow Daoist Yu that Liu Qinghuan had left in a hurry.For more than three months, he has been uneasy, worried that the other party will go back and return the Taiwei Sword, and when the appointed time is reached, the other party will delay the time with busyness, he is not without resentment in his heart.

It's just that it doesn't matter how angry you are, not to mention the identity of the other party, even from the confrontation with Gu Jingchen that day, it can be seen that Liu Qinghuan, who is usually indifferent, is by no means inferior to him.

Jiang Xianxian could only swallow the bitterness secretly, but at this moment he finally saw someone, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Of course, Liu Qinghuan was really busy, but she didn't intend to whet people's appetite.He cupped his hands and said apologetically, "I've been busy all day and night recently, and I only took time out until now. I'm really sorry, fellow daoist, I've been waiting for so long!"

Jiang Xianxian smiled and said it was all right, and asked curiously: "The situation is pretty stable recently, why is Fellow Daoist Liu so busy?"

Since the matter of the Heaven Sealing Pill Talisman was classified as a secret, Liu Qinghuan couldn't bear to talk to him, so she took out the Taiwei Sword after she got distracted.

Jiang Xianxian was immediately distracted, and rubbed his hands excitedly: "There is even a scabbard! Great, this is complete!"

Liu Qinghuan flicked the black scabbard with silver in it: "The first thing I got was the scabbard. Back then I was just a foundation cultivator, and I was exiled to the Saofeng Continent that was not yet connected to Yunmengze. The Southern Land only opens once in 800 years, so I ran excitedly..."

He recalled the past, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Although it was just a scabbard, it accompanied him through foundation building, alchemy formation, and Yuanying. It was not without regret to hand it over to someone else during such a long life.

He pushed the sword forward: "Okay, take it away."

Jiang Xianxian listened to him quietly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Your Daoist Liu, my descendants of the Tainan Sect will always remember your righteous deed! I have decided to reopen the mountain gate, recruit disciples, and pass on the Tainan Sect."

Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically: "I don't dare to take any unrighteous deeds."

And jokingly said: "Jiang Daoyou, don't use good words to deceive me, I won't be fooled. Should you..."

"Haha, you discovered all of this." Jiang Xianxian laughed loudly, and took out a small brocade box from his arms and put it on the table.

There were several seals on the box, and he carefully tore them off one by one, opened the lid, and immediately spread an aura of regret.

Liu Qinghuan looked expectantly, and saw a small bronze clock placed in the middle of a small box, round at the top and open at the bottom, with a simple and heavy shape.The body of the bell is covered with sealing symbols, and the mysterious long patterns engraved there are faintly visible, like a pure lotus in full bloom, or like flowing water waves, layer by layer, enclosing the two ancient characters on the front in the middle.

"Forgotten?"

Liu Qinghuan recognized those two words, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "This clock is called Wangchuan? Could it be the one I thought of?"

"That's it." Jiang Xianxian nodded and said: "The great battle between righteousness and evil more than 3 years ago, this clock was once famous, and when the bell rang, the world was silent, and the human, beast, monsters and ghosts within the range were all fascinated, like their souls flying into the sky. In addition, those with low cultivation bases exploded to death directly. Therefore, countless orthodox monks died, and the magic cultivator sect suddenly became more powerful and rampant."

Liu Qinghuan was shocked: "This clock is still there! Didn't the history books say that this clock has been destroyed?"

Jiang Xianxian said: "The matter of that year is no longer available for investigation, and I also found the sealed Wangchuan Bell in a compartment later when I searched the secret library inside the door."

Pointing to the long pattern on the clock that looks like a lotus but not a lotus, he sighed: "This clock is extremely lethal, and it may be another catastrophe if it falls into the hands of a person with a bad heart. But I think that a weapon is a weapon, and it is a demon. It depends on who the envoy is."

He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, our Tainan Sect no longer has the strength to protect it well. You can only be handed over to you, or to a big sect like the Wenshi Sect, for your integrity and good character. Only then can we rest assured that it will not be abused.”

Liu Qinghuan said indifferently: "Whether you abuse it or not, it can't change the fact that there are countless resentful souls under the clock. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are dishonest."

Jiang Xianxian showed a playful smile: "At the beginning, fellow daoist, your condition was to have a treasure comparable to the Taiwei Sword, but Wang Chuanzhong's rank was still higher than the Taiwei Sword, and its power was much greater. How could you say that I Not honest."

Liu Qinghuan glared at him, carefully lifted Xiao Zhong, sensed it with her spiritual sense, and turned it over.

There is no pendulum in the clock, and it seems to be inspired directly by mana.

A big killer with huge lethality, if it is not handled properly, it will become the target of public criticism.

Frowning and pondering for a while, Liu Qinghuan shook her head and sighed, and put away the bell and box together: "Okay, you're cruel."

After chatting with Jiang Xianxian for a while, he said goodbye and left on the grounds that he was busy.

It's just that before he stepped out the door, the Taiwei sword that Jiang Xianxian had been holding in his hand suddenly broke free and flew towards him.

None of the two people present expected this situation, and they were dumbfounded at the same time.

Liu Qinghuan caught the sword in astonishment: "This, this..."

Taiwei sword was trembling in his hand angrily, and there was a trace of grievance in it.

Immediately, Jiang Xianxian's face became extremely ugly, he stood up and looked at the sword without saying a word.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help it, so he had to comfort him, and then pointed out that Jiang Xianxian said that he was the authentic descendant of Tainan Xianzong, and he would follow him well in the future.

Jiang Xianxian also suppressed his bad mood, joined in the persuasion very sincerely, and used his own ideas.

So it may not be a good thing to say that the spirituality of the sword is too high, what is it called!
The two Yuanying monks talked about the sword for a long time, and finally persuaded Taiweijian to return it to Jiang Xianxian.

With more emotion and reluctance in her arms, Liu Qinghuan finally got away and left.

After dealing with this matter, and talking to Yun Zheng, he returned to the station of Wenshi faction in Eagle's Nest City, and began a short retreat.

Feng Tianyi needed time to prepare in advance, he was out of touch with many things in the early stage, and he was lazy to take care of other trivial matters, so he finally had a little free time, and was ready to upgrade his cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop.

He was already not far from the later stage, since the mysterious seed entered his body, he has continuously sent out pure wood energy, and he only needs to run a few big circles every day to slowly improve his cultivation.

Knowing that he was about to enter the late Nascent Soul stage, Yun Zheng yelled, "I'm so pissed off, you're one step faster than me! Did you take some panacea to rise so fast!"

Liu Qinghuan really has the Tianying fruit that can directly improve her cultivation. She ate one in order to reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul as soon as possible. Now there are three left, but she is planning to use it when she hits the god of transformation.

In addition, he also has a "living pill" on him, which is also prepared for that time.

Seeing that Yunzheng's eyes were red with jealousy, Liu Qinghuan laughed heartily, but still said something provocative.

"Just wait, within half a year, I will be a late-stage cultivator!"

(End of this chapter)