The sound of the stone carving roared like thunder: "Who is coming!"

Liu Qinghuan stopped in front of the door, looked up at the high lintel, and arched his hand: "Wan Hu Realm Qinglin, dare to ask Daoyou, this place is Yin and Yang Ruins?"

"Exactly!" the stone sculpture said loudly, "You want to enter the city?"

Liu Qinghuan paused and replied: "Naturally, since you have arrived here, you can go to the city to have a look, and it is not in vain to come here." ”

"Then you can listen well!" said the stone carving: "When you enter my Yin and Yang Ruins Heaven, you may get lost in the gap of time, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and will not be able to find the way back." ”

Liu Qinghuan was surprised, there was such a big risk in entering, which made him wonder what this legendary Yin Yang Ruins was like.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Brother Shi knows Disgusting?"

The stone sculpture turned his head, and his tone changed slightly: "Oh, you're talking about the guy who is guarding the altar outside, hasn't he been beaten to death yet?"

"It's okay, it's not dead yet. Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing and said, "But before I entered the altar, he told me that I could get some kind of inheritance when I came in, but for so long, I haven't even seen a shadow of that inheritance." So I want to ask Brother Shi, is the inheritance in the Yin and Yang Ruins?"

"That's what he told you? hahahaha!"

The stone sculpture suddenly burst out laughing, leaning back as if he had heard something funny.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that what he said is all false, just coaxing me?"

"Not really. The stone carving finally smiled and said, "The inheritance needs to be found by yourself, and as for whether you can find it, it depends on whether you have a chance." Okay, you can go in now. ”

He turned around with a creak and put his hand on the doorpost at his side, and saw that the carvings on it began to swim as if they were alive, and the light in the originally empty door frame flowed, and a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram gradually appeared.

Liu Qinghuan had a lot of doubts in his heart, and wanted to ask again, but the eyes of the stone carving had dimmed and became motionless.

The matter has come to this, no matter what the road ahead, he can only go into the Yin Yang Ruins to take a look. Liu Qinghuan took the thunder meter in his hand and stepped into the stone gate.

Through the black and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, the heat in the abyss and the screams of monsters disappeared in an instant, and a fresh wind blew in front of you.

There was a sense of groundedness under him, but in front of him was a vast white mist, so thick that even his divine consciousness could not penetrate it.

This made Liu Qinghuan quite surprised, he stopped in place vigilantly for a moment, and only after not feeling the danger did he slowly walk forward.

Fortunately, the fog gradually thinned, and the surrounding scenery was gradually revealed, but it was an ordinary long street, with shops on both sides of the street, and the bustling voices of people came into my ears.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the street in confusion, with an unusually familiar but completely unfamiliar feeling, everything seemed to be familiar.

This is an ordinary immortal city that is common in all parts of the immortal cultivation world, and there is an endless stream of monks coming and going, they are either in a hurry to go to a certain place, or leisurely calling friends to laugh and smell each other, although the clothes and ornaments on their bodies are different, but most of them are common clothes in the immortal cultivation world.

The shops on both sides of the street sell everything from pills to magic weapons, but they are basically ordinary things.

The only thing that surprised him was that the cultivation of those monks who came and went was low and had one or two levels of Qi cultivation, and the high ones were even similar to his cultivation, and the things sold in those shops were the same low-level and high-level.

This was very unusual, because in most immortal cultivation cities, high-level cultivators held their own identities and would not mix with low-level cultivators, and of course the latter did not dare to be presumptuous or move around at will in front of the former. They each have their own territory of activity, and they are very distinct from each other, and they rarely interact with each other.

However, standing on the street for a quarter of an hour or two, Liu Qinghuan has seen more than once that he has either practiced Qi and Jin Dan, or Zhuji and Yuanying, passing by each other talking and laughing, as if all the differences in identity here have disappeared, and the status is not important.

Liu Qinghuan was pondering the meaning of this situation, when he was patted on the shoulder, and a voice sounded from behind him: "Qinghuan." ”

Liu Qinghuan's body shook and slowly turned his head.

Behind him, a handsome male cultivator looked at him with a smile: "What are you doing standing here?"

“...... Thousand...... in?"

Mo Qianli took a step back exaggeratedly: "What kind of eyes are you, I haven't seen you for a few days, it's like you don't know me." ”

"How many days ......" Liu Qinghuan's expression was indescribable: "We met a few days ago?"

Mo Qianli said strangely: "Yes, we only came back together from the underground ice hall in the north not long ago. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at the other party silently, he didn't remember what underground ice hall he had been to, let alone not long ago.

A faint white net quietly appeared in his left eye, carefully sweeping over Mo Qianli's body, and he suddenly understood what the previous stone carving said meant.

Mo Qianli, one of Liu Qinghuan's friends since he was a teenager, was killed in the Boundary War hundreds of years ago. At that time, he was still in the Netherworld of the Nine Shadows, and when he returned to Yunmengze, he learned of the other party's death, but he didn't even see the last one.

However, now this Mo Qianli is standing in front of him alive, even if he uses the magic power of the life net death abyss, it only proves that the other party is indeed a living person, not a dead soul or something else.

Yin and Yang ruins, exist between yin and yang, and the end is on the other side of life and death?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Mo Qianli had a worried look on his face, and took a step closer: "Are you okay?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed, Liu Qinghuan suddenly laughed, and said, "It's okay...... I was about to go to look for you, but I didn't expect to meet you here. If you have time, let's go ......"

He glanced up and pointed to a shop, "Where to go for a drink?"

"Okay!" Mo Qianli agreed happily, and naturally put his arm on his shoulder: "Let's go, I haven't drunk it for a long time, I'm thinking about it." ”

Liu Qinghuan hadn't hooked up with someone for many years, and some inexplicable emotion came to his mind for a while.

In an unexpected place, when I saw a friend who had passed away a long time ago, although I knew that all this was false, but when I saw Mo Qianli who was jumping alive at the moment, those breezy and happy young years seemed to appear in front of me again.

The two entered the wine shop, ordered drinks, and began to chat.

Liu Qinghuan started from the empty underground ice hall, silently covering Mo Qianli's words, and the other party had an unsuspecting trust in him, crackling and saying everything.

Soon, he found out that Mo Qianli didn't know that he was dead, and his past experience was no different, the difference was that after Mo Qianli died outside, Mo Qianli here continued to live, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't find any flaws, and muttered: "So, you have been in the Yin and Yang Ruins for hundreds of years......

"Yin Yang Ruins Heaven?" Mo Qianli said in surprise: "What is that place?" ()