Liu Qinghuan stopped and approached the dungeon: "The one who was kicked down by the fairy world...... Poor worm?"

This was the first time he had responded to these people, and the whole dungeon instantly became lively, with all kinds of screams, wild laughter, and whistles, and the ghost crying wolf almost toppling the roof.

"The newcomer finally doesn't pretend to be dumb hahaha!"

"This little white-faced man didn't like it on the first day, and he really wanted to break his fragile little neck. ”

"What a pity to wring, 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 shouted at him first under the light curtain of the formation: "You said that the master of this place was banished by the immortal realm?"

"That's right!" said the other party provocatively: "That guy himself is not a good thing, and he also said to himself why the heavenly punisher wants to send down the punishment on behalf of the heavenly way and sweep away all the evil things in the world-but he can make Lao Tzu's big teeth laugh hahaha! He is so powerful, why don't he go to the demon realm? What kind of big garlic did he come to the mortal world!

Liu Qinghuan felt a little unbelievable, Taoism majored in self-cultivation, with inaction and humility as the main purpose of cultivation, and this kind of private prison was set up in a vain attempt to punish the evil and sweep away the evil, which was somewhat nosy.

Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to those Buddhist practices that pay attention to the purification of sentient beings.

He said thoughtfully, "You seem to know each other well?"

"Lao Tzu is what he caught!" the man cursed, and muttered: "It's better to give Lao Tzu a knife, it's better to die than to be locked up in this ghost place and be tortured!"

The other dungeons resounded with all kinds of echoes and angry scolding, noisy and noisy, so lively.

Liu Qinghuan saw that he couldn't ask anything, and it was difficult to distinguish between the truth and falsehood of the other party's words, so he 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 about it for a while, and then said, "What do you want to ask?"

The man's face squeezed on the formation light curtain: "Didn't you just come in from the outside, tell us about the outside." ”

"Yes, tell me about the outside!" A group of people shouted: "We are imprisoned in this realm, all day long, all day long, all the ability is imprisoned, but it is too hard. ”

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

"Is there a cave in the netherworld?"

"Does the Red Refining Fairy and the Heavenless Great Venerable have dual cultivation?"

Liu Qinghuan thought to himself, you people are really good at going with the stick, really if he is good-tempered?

Just as he was about to ignore it, he heard someone shout again: "Did the immortal treasure of the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain fall into the hands of no return?"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the dungeon where the voice came from: "What?"

The dungeon was inhabited by a demon cultivator in the form of a black tiger, and only two eyes glowing with seeping light could be seen in the darkness.

"Let me ask you, has the immortal treasure of the Stygian Mountain Battlefield fallen into the hands of your Qing Ming?"

Liu Qinghuan felt a trace of strangeness in his heart, and asked, "When you came in, was Xianbao just born?"

"Not bad. ”

"And how long have you been in the abyss?"

"Hmm......" The tiger eyes flashed, and then said, "It's probably been decades." ”

And the Wanmu Zhengrong nectar bottle was already on him hundreds of years ago.

A terrible conjecture came to mind, and Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a long time before replying: "Xianbao disappeared after that." ”

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the people who were still chattering, and went out of the dungeon, and returned to his cabin, with a look of shock and deep confusion on his face.

He went back hundreds of years?!

What kind of place is this abyss, and that tower, is it......

"Something to do with the laws of time?"

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

The demon cultivator didn't seem to have any reason to lie about this, after all, the other party didn't know where he came from or when he came from.

"Illusion, this must be Illusion!"

After thinking about it, he could only blame this on the speculation of the illusion, but everything in the abyss of repentance was too real, and he hadn't found a trace of the illusion these days, and he really didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Maybe it's because his cultivation is too low that he can't see through the truth here, but why that tower sent him into the abyss of repentance, he still has no clue.

All kinds of confusion filled his heart, Liu Qinghuan was quite dissatisfied with the status quo, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Whether it is an illusion or a time and space regression, one day, the flaws will be slowly revealed, I want to see what secrets are hidden behind this!"

As long as his life is not threatened, he can wait slowly and see how things develop.

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

"Missing?"

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

"Back to the Venerable, after that person was sent back to the Youguan Realm by Taiqing, he never appeared again, and our spies buried in the Mid-Levels Academy sent out the news, and they were also looking for him, but they didn't find any traces. ”

The dove looked gloomy and said, "Can you find out, is he really the person I'm looking for?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, his original name was Liu Qinghuan, from the Wenshi Sect of Yunmengze in the Wanhu Realm, he appeared in the Qingyingtian many years ago, and later joined the Mid-Levels Academy, and entered the Netherworld under the pseudonym of Shangshu, destroying the refining of our Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pills......"

"Rubbish!" The dove casually smashed an object in his hand and said angrily: "All the things found are useless things, what about people? Where did people run away but couldn't find them! Get out of here!"

The monk below was so frightened that he shivered, and hurriedly retreated, and was stopped by the drink again.

"Wait, where was the last place he was seen. ”

"Your Excellency, because there is a deviation in the landing place of the boundary gate, he has only been found missing near the Hungry Crow Ridge in the Netherworld Realm. But we sent people to search the whole mountain, and we found no trace of him......"

Seeing that the dove suddenly got up and walked out, the monk was stunned and stammered, "Your Excellency, do you want to go in person?"

The dove said with a gloomy face: "Otherwise, is it useful to rely on you waste?" ”

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

He didn't dare to speak, for the dove's face was noticeably darker, and his anger seemed to be rising.

Yes, a little monk, who had even turned into a god back then, could slip through his fingers. I thought he had been torn to pieces by the void hole, but I didn't expect him to be alive, this time, I didn't want to escape from the palm of his hand again!

The methods of the Mahayana monks are naturally not comparable to others, so it didn't take long for the dove to come to the big lake and sneer at the black water of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, four stone sculptures opened their eyes at the same time, blocking in front of him. But the irritable disgust didn't dare to say a word behind the serpentine stone sculpture at this time, and the stone sculpture with the back of an alligator-headed turtle spoke: "Great monk, there is nothing you need here, please leave quickly." ”

"Interesting. The dove swept the entire altar and said with a wicked smile: "I didn't expect there to be a fairy relic here...... The deity asks you, has there been a male cultivator of the Yang Reality Realm who has been here before?"

The crocodile head stone sculpture was silent, and said very pragmatically: "Yes." ”

The dove ordered, "Very well, now open the door for the deity." ”

The crocodile head stone sculpture fell silent again, and only after a while did he say, "If the Great Monk insists on entering, we can't stop it." However, what will happen to you after entering, the four of my brothers dare not guarantee it......"