Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 969
Liu Qinghuan stopped in her tracks and approached the dungeon: "The one who was kicked down by the fairy world... Poor thing?"

This was the first time he responded to these people, and the whole dungeon became lively in an instant, with all kinds of screams, laughter, and whistles ringing out, and howling ghosts and wolves almost toppled the roof.

"The new kid finally stopped pretending to be dumb hahaha!"

"This little white-faced old man disliked him on the first day, and I really wanted to break his fragile little neck."

"It's a pity to break it, I just want to take a bite on it..."

Liu Qinghuan ignored the others, and looked down at the distorted face of the person who called him first, stuck under the light curtain of the formation: "You said the owner of this place was exiled from the fairy world?"

"Yes!" The other party said provocatively: "That guy is not a good person himself, and he even said to himself why the punishment of the sky, he wants to take the punishment of the heavens, and wipe out all the evil things in the world-but I laughed so hard. Haha! He's so powerful, why doesn't he go to wipe out the demon world? Why come here to pretend to be garlic in the mortal world! Bah!"

Liu Qinghuan felt that it was a bit unbelievable. The Taoists majored in self-cultivation, with inaction and emptiness as the main purpose of their cultivation. Such private prisons were set up in vain to punish evil and sweep away evil. It seemed to be so nosy.

Speaking of it, it is somewhat similar to those Buddhist cultivators who pay attention to the salvation of sentient beings.

He thoughtfully said: "You seem to know the other party very well?"

"He was the one who caught me!" The man cursed, and then muttered, "It's better to just give me a knife. It's better to die than to be locked up in this ghost place and be dragged to torture!"

All kinds of echoes and curses sounded in the other dungeons, noisy and lively.

Liu Qinghuan saw that there was nothing to ask, and it was hard to distinguish the truth from the other party's words, so she didn't bother to talk to the other party anymore, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, don't go!" the man shouted, "I have something to ask you."

Liu Qinghuan paused, thought for a while before saying, "What do you want to ask?"

That person's face was squeezed on the light curtain of the formation: "Didn't you just come in from the outside, tell us about the things outside."

"Yes, let's talk about the outside world!" A group of people shouted, "We are imprisoned here in the dark all day long, and all our abilities are imprisoned. It's too hard."

"Boy, have you ever been to the Wind Demon Realm? How is the Wind Demon Realm?"

"Is the cave Yin realm destroyed?"

"Is there any dual cultivation between Fairy Chilian and Great Master Wutian?"

Liu Qinghuan thought to herself, you people really know how to go with the stick, do you really think he has a good temper?Besides, how did he know about the question?
Just as he was about to ignore it, he heard someone shout again: "Did the fairy treasure in the Mingshan Battlefield fall into the wrong hands?"

Liu Qinghuan was taken aback, then looked towards the dungeon where the voice came from: "What?"

In that dungeon lived a demon cultivator whose original form was a black tiger, and he could only see two shining eyes in the darkness.

"Let me ask you, did the fairy treasure in the Mingshan Battlefield fall into the hands of your Qingming?"

Liu Qinghuan felt strange, and asked, "When you came in, was the fairy treasure just born?"

"good."

"Then how long have you been here in Sihuiyuan?"

"Hmm..." Those tiger eyes flashed, and then said: "Probably decades."

The Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle was already on him hundreds of years ago.

A terrible conjecture came to mind, Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a long time before replying: "The fairy treasure disappeared after that."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about those who were still chattering. He left the dungeon and returned to his hut. Shock and strong confusion finally appeared on his face.

He actually went back hundreds of years ago? !

Where is this Sihuiyuan, and that tower, could it be...

"Is it related to the law of time?"

Liu Qinghuan walked back and forth in the house a few times, her mood calmed down a little, but she was still puzzled.

The demon cultivator seemed to have no reason to lie about this matter, after all, the other party didn't know where he came from or when he came from.

"Illusion, this must be an illusion!"

After thinking about it, he can only attribute it to the speculation of the illusion, but everything in the Abyss of Regret is too real, and he has not found a trace of the illusion these days, so he really has no idea.

Perhaps it was because his cultivation base was too low that he couldn't see through the truth of this place, but he still had no clue why that tower sent him into the Abyss of Regret.

All kinds of confusion filled my heart, and Liu Qinghuan was quite dissatisfied with the status quo. There was a flash of coldness in her eyes, and she said in a low voice: "Whether it's an illusion or a time-space regression, there will always be a day when the flaws will be revealed slowly. I want to see what's behind it. What a secret is hiding!"

As long as his life is not threatened, he can wait and see how the situation develops.

What Liu Qinghuan didn't know was that this accident allowed him to escape the pursuit of Jijiu once again.

"disappeared?"

In a large hall, Dove looked down at the monk kneeling below: "What does it mean to be missing?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, after the man was sent back to the Youguan Realm by Taiqing, he never showed up again. Our spies buried in the Banshan Academy reported that they were also looking for him, but they didn't find any trace. "

Jijiu looked sullen, and said: "But I have found out, he is indeed the person I am looking for?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, his original name is Liu Qinghuan, he is from the Wenshi Sect of Yunmengze in Wanhu Realm, he appeared in Qingmingtian many years ago, and later joined Banshan Academy, and entered the Youguan Realm under the pseudonym Shangshu, destroying our Seven Uniques The refining of Magic Luck Pill..."

"Trash!" Jijiu threw something at his hand casually, and said angrily, "All I found were useless things, what about people? I can't find out where they went! Get out of here!"

The monk below was so frightened that he shivered and retreated quickly, but was stopped again.

"Wait a minute, where is the last place he appeared?"

"Your Majesty, because of the deviation in the landing position of the gate, we only found him missing near Hungry Crow Ridge in the Youguan Realm. But we sent people to search the entire mountain area, but we didn't find any trace of him..."

Seeing Yanjiu suddenly got up and walked out, the monk was stunned for a moment, and stammered: "My lord, you, do you want to go in person?"

Yanjiu said with a gloomy face: "Otherwise, would it be useful to rely on you trash?"

"But, but, that's just a Yang Realm cultivator..."

He didn't dare to speak anymore, because the face of the dove obviously became darker, and his anger seemed to be rising.

That's right, a little cultivator, who had only just turned into a god, could slip through his fingers.At first, I thought that he had been torn into pieces by Xudong, but I didn't expect that he was still alive. This time, don't even think about escaping from his palm again!
The skills of the Mahayana monks are naturally not comparable to others, so it didn't take long for Jijiu to come to the big lake and sneered at the black water of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, four stone sculptures opened their eyes at the same time, blocking him.But at this time, the irritable Yanhou hesitated behind the snake-shaped stone sculpture and dared not say a word, and the stone sculpture with the alligator head and turtle back said: "Grand monk, there is nothing you need here, please hurry up!" leave."

"Interesting." Yanjiu glanced at the entire altar, and said with an evil smile: "I didn't expect there to be a relic from the fairy world here... I ask you, has a Yang Realm male cultivator been here before?"

The crocodile head stone sculpture was silent for a while, and said very practically: "Yes."

Jijiu ordered: "Very good, now open the door for this deity."

The crocodile-headed stone sculpture fell silent again, and after a while, he said: "If the big monk insists on entering, we can't stop it. However, my four brothers can't guarantee what will happen after entering..."

(End of this chapter)