Liu Qinghuan pointed to the door and said, "So you brought me here, closed the door of the cave, and couldn't even transmit your divine sense, so you didn't plan to let me out before the pill was refined?"

Facing Liu Qinghuan's questioning, the old man in red smiled slightly, and his expression was completely natural.

"Daoist friends should also know that the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill is an extraordinary thing, and it is listed as a taboo in the entire immortal cultivation world......

Speaking of this, he winked at Liu Qinghuan and showed a tacit smile.

Liu Qinghuan's face was expressionless, but there was a slight disgust in his heart.

"If the news leaks out, it may cause an uproar, so we have no choice but to temporarily grieve our fellow Daoists. ”

Luck, or fate, fate, and luck, if you are small, you will be sick, if you are large, if you are a city, a country, or the world, you will rise and fall with luck.

However, the theory of luck is the most ethereal, no one can figure it out, but it is a real existence, so the Great Destiny Technique ranks first in the Three Thousand Great Avenues, which can be described as well-deserved.

The Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill has such an anti-heaven effect, and there is a certain probability that it can change the luck, and at the same time, because it is extremely bloody and cruel in the refining process, it is listed as a taboo.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, even if Liu Qinghuan disagrees in his heart, he can't say it at this time, unless he doesn't want to walk out of this cave door again.

I probably didn't expect that what Qingtian Peak was going to refine was the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill, otherwise it would never be possible to borrow him. And he doesn't know when he will be free again, let alone spreading the news now.

Liu Qinghuan silently followed the old man in red to the belly of the mountain and saw several other people.

......

Guangrou Realm, Wupin Small World, the whole interface is not big or small, there are thousands of mortals, there are many monks, there has never been a major war in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and there has been no amazing overhaul, in the Three Thousand Small World, it belongs to the kind of edge small interface that can rarely attract the attention of the outside world.

"Never get close to the fight. Don't ask about evil things. Will get started, ask who to save. Will go to the court, the voice will be raised ......"

The sound of reading came from the private school at the end of the village, beside the noisy stream, several aunts and little ladies were talking and laughing while doing laundry, and not far away was a field, and the men in the field were busy picking up crops.

The small village is quiet and peaceful, filled with the happiness of ordinary people.

A white-bearded Taoist in a green coat passed by the main road outside the village, and a few bare-ass children ran out of the village after me, and when they saw him, they stopped curiously and timidly.

The white-bearded Taoist smiled lightly, the appearance of kind eyebrows and fairy wind bones made it difficult for people to feel bad, he touched it in his arms, took out a few pieces of candy, and shook it at the children.

......

Hundreds of mortals huddled together in a huge underground cavern**, with fear and despair on their faces, all looking up at the top of the cave in the darkness.

There, there was a huge furnace ding, and from time to time there was a sound of selling and selling in the ding, the black mist was steaming, and the terrifying aura weighed down the mortals below who only dared to sob.

And under their feet, the streamer suddenly lit up, and the filaments of light quickly spread out, and a huge array emerged.

The exclamation rose in an instant, and the red-clothed old man sitting in front of the water mirror rubbed his brows and said impatiently: "Hurry up and start!"

A monk standing next to him held an array disc in his hand, and his fingertips flashed one by one, and he saw a loud buzz in the water mirror, and black flames burst out.

"Ahhh

The mortals screamed and thought they were going to be burned to death, but they found that there was no pain coming from them, and the flames were like nothingness, just terrible to watch.

The commotion gradually stopped, and the mortals didn't know why, and they huddled tightly with the people around them in fear, but they didn't realize that their eyebrows were gradually covered with a layer of blackness.

Liu Qinghuan stood behind a few people, turned his head a little unbearably, and didn't look at the situation in the water mirror.

......

The white-bearded Daoist walked through the clouds, and below was an endless dense jungle, and suddenly a beast roar shook the whole mountain.

The Daoist looked down and saw several young monks chasing after the demon beast, the light of the Dao spell running through the sky, and every gesture was full of vigor and spirit.

The Taoist stroked his long beard, his eyes showing satisfaction.

......

"Whew~!"

In the underground cave**, powerful demon beasts frantically rushed against the cave wall, and the light curtain rising from the ground magic circle was crumbling.

The monk who controlled the circle was a little unable to support it, and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Hanging above the big tripod in the air, Liu Qinghuan's expression was cold, and one by one the spells flew out quickly, and he heard the sound of a roar in the tripod, and the fog chains flew down like sharp arrows.

"Puff~"

Blood splashed everywhere, and the demon beasts who were still struggling violently a moment ago didn't take long for their breath to become dying, but the fog chain inserted in their bodies was dyed bright red and became thicker.

......

Qingyunmen is the largest sect of immortal cultivation in the Guangrou Realm, which has been passed down for thousands of years, occupies the best spiritual veins, and also has the largest number of disciples.

Lingfeng Shanren is one of the only three great god cultivators in the Guangrou Realm, and he is also the ancestor of Qingyunmen, at this time he is in retreat and cultivation in his cave mansion, his heart is free of external objects, and he is still in the Heavenly Dao.

The incense burner in the corner of the wall was smoky, and suddenly, as if disturbed by the wind, the smoke that rose straight up was slightly dispersed.

However, the Lingfeng Mountain people were completely immersed in cultivation, and they didn't notice this, and they didn't know that someone had just visited his cave mansion.

......

The screams echoed in the cave, and the monks rolled and screamed on the ground, but no matter how they struggled, their bodies quickly became shriveled up like empty water bags, and then a phantom was torn out from the sky above their heads, and then sucked into the black mist above.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

It was as if the sound of the heartbeat was getting louder and louder, and gradually, the whole cave, the whole mountain, seemed to tremble with the beating sound.

The old man in red was full of excitement on his face, shook his hands and said, "It's done!"

Several other people also cheered: "Hahaha, I have failed so many times, and I finally got through another difficulty!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at the tragic situation in the water mirror in front of him, and couldn't hold back to show his true emotions on his face, and asked, "What are we going to do in the next stage?"

It had been several years since they were imprisoned in this mountain and began refining the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pills, but until today, Liu Qinghuan had never seen the complete Dan Fang, only the old man in red told them what to do at every stage.

The old man in red laughed a few more times before he finally calmed down a little and said, "There is only one last level left, of course, it is also the most difficult and critical level, but it is not a small fight like now, it can be achieved by just sacrificing a few people and a few demon beasts." ”

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank: Over the years, in order to refine the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pills, Qingtian Peak has caught many mortals, demon beasts, and monks and thrown them into the sacrificial refining array, and every time it fails, countless lives have died tragically here, just like that, how many people and how many demon beasts?

And he, in order not to reveal his identity and for the safety of his own life, can only violate the consistent code of conduct and become an accomplice.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was that, except for those innocent mortals, most of the people captured by Qingtian Peak were demon cultivators.

Perhaps it was because they had won the trust of the other party over the years, and the old man in red finally stopped selling Guan Zi this time: "A few Taoist friends have worked hard all these years, presumably you are also tired of staying in this mountain, but the refining below cannot be completed in this mountain, we have to go to another place." ”

He showed a bloodthirsty smile: "If you want to refine the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill, you need to sacrifice the luck of the creatures and all things in the First Realm before you can truly refine it!"