The slightest threatening words naturally couldn't make the dove back down, so it was smoothly put into the door, and the four stone sculptures didn't even mention that there was a challenge.

The sea is still the same sea, dead and lifeless. The position that the dove entered was different from that of Liu Qinghuan, and as soon as he raised his head, the tall tower was already in sight.

There was a hint of excitement on the dove's face: "Yes, maybe while slaughtering that kid, you can also gain a chance, but it's ......."

He paused suddenly, and his face changed sharply!

Just as I saw the gray and dull sky a moment ago, a large area of dark clouds surged in, and the thunderous breath swept the entire space violently like a storm.

The dove was shocked: "How could the catastrophe be !! in advance"

When a monk cultivates to the Mahayana realm, a heavenly tribulation will come every once in a while, and with each eon, the power of the heavenly tribulation will multiply.

Although Mahayana monks are already the supreme beings in the human world, it is extremely difficult to turn into immortals. Just like Xue Yi's main body forgetful of benevolence, I don't know how many major repairs have failed to survive the stronger and stronger heavenly tribulations again and again, losing his life, and all his honor and disgrace have disappeared.

The dove looked extremely solemn, his hands pinched again and again, and layers of thick ink light supported several defenses, and his anger rose sharply: "Obviously, I calculated that the next heavenly tribulation is still a few hundred years away, how can it suddenly come now?"

He remembered the warning words of the stone carvings before, and his eyes became sharp and suspicious: "Does it have anything to do with that tower?"

However, he didn't have time to guess, so he heard a "click" like an earth-shattering explosion, and the sky seemed to be split in half from the middle, and a thick purple lightning thunder dragon bombarded down with great might!

"Boom!"

The whole sea trembled, the waves were monstrous, and the thunder destroyed the world!

Here, the dove was caught off guard and forcibly pulled into the catastrophe, while Liu Qinghuan, who was in the abyss of repentance, was quite calm.

Although he found himself inexplicably back hundreds of years ago, even if he wanted to solve this kind of mystery, he had nowhere to start.

The whole of Confession was immersed in an extremely heavy and oppressive atmosphere, where there was rarely a smile or a relaxed smile on everyone's face, and the expression was mostly gloomy, the relationship between people was cold and distant, and no one had the desire to talk when they met.

Of course, there are some outliers among them, such as his colleague Niu Er, who is also in prison.

This person loves to watch the punishment fiercely, so he usually spends most of his time on the side of the prison, and after finding out that Liu Qinghuan is not a person from the same road, he also becomes cold.

Things in the prison were much more leisurely than Liu Qinghuan imagined, Niu Er took on errands such as leading people to executions, and he only made rounds every few days, enduring the irritable and irritable demon cultivators all over the dungeon, as well as their constant temptations, provocations, and yelling and scolding.

Although he got some information from these people last time, Liu Qinghuan would never be naïve enough to think that he could believe what they said. What's more, the positions of the two sides are naturally opposed, and it is impossible for them to have friendly exchanges.

Other times, he let Fu Bao stay outside, and then entered the small cave to avoid the ubiquitous tyrannical atmosphere of the Confessional Abyss.

It's just that the space in the Songxi Cave Heavenly Diagram is still a little smaller, and it is not suitable for cultivating the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Body, this exercise will attract the power of heaven and earth when cultivating, and the diagram is full of all kinds of delicate elixirs, which is extremely sensitive to the power of heaven and earth.

Liu Qinghuan took out the eight-character sword recipe again and began to comprehend the heart character recipe.

Counting it, he has been cultivating the eight-character sword technique since the foundation building period, and now he has been practicing for thousands and eight hundred years. But because this sword technique is refined to the back, the difficulty rises by leaps and bounds, and he is not a real sword cultivator, and he usually does not lack means to fight, so he is a little lazy in the cultivation of the sword technique.

Now that he has completed the five character formulas, there are still the last three left, and the two major character formulas of extinction and no are also powerful moves, and only the heart word recipe can still be refined.

In addition to practicing, Liu Qinghuan occasionally goes out to have a look. In addition to prisons, prisons, and pools, there are also several large halls in this confessional abyss, and among them, there is also a place for monks to trade.

When Liu Qinghuan visited once, he found that sometimes there were novelty things inside, and he couldn't find anything else to do, so he would go for a stroll.

On this day, when he walked into the hall again, he was surprised to see that there were many people gathered in the hall, which had been somewhat deserted in the past.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the periphery, listening to the people in front of him ask anxiously, "Why haven't you come yet?"

Someone next to him replied: "Yes, this hour has already arrived in the past, what is going on today?"

"I'm running out of pills in my hand, if this supply is cut off, there really won't be any way to stay in this hellish place!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at a monk with a familiar face and asked, "Fellow Daoist, why are you gathered here?"

"What else could it be!" the man replied, "It's bad enough for us to come here on an errand in the Confessional Abyss, it's impossible to delay the future journey, so every once in a while, all kinds of pills, spiritual materials and other things will be transported from outside, and we can only buy spirit stones that are far below the normal price." ”

Liu Qing raised his eyebrows happily, Si Chengyuan would still give them monks a very generous salary, but he didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in the future, so he came quite coincidentally today.

Just as he was waiting, he heard the door of the inner hall squeak open, and a young male cultivator with a pale face came out and said with a smile: "Let you fellow Daoists wait for a long time, everything is ready, please go and choose yourself." ”

The others didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and rushed up to the door, and the male cultivator showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, as if he smiled helplessly, and stood aside.

Liu Qinghuan followed the crowd into the inner hall, and saw that there were several long stone platforms in the spacious hall, on which there were many things in different categories, because they were all used by empty level monks, most of them were shining, and their appearance was quite extraordinary.

Among them, pills, spiritual materials, magic weapons and other items are the most popular, and they are soon surrounded by people.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the back, most of them were just ordinary cultivation needs, so he didn't squeeze them, but looked at them casually among the stone platforms.

When I arrived at the innermost platform, there was nothing on this platform except for a few classics and two or three jade slips.

He picked up one first, flipped through it slightly, and after finding that it was not suitable for his cultivation, he put it down again, and picked up a jade slip next to him.

This jade slip was a little heavy, and as soon as his divine sense penetrated into it, some messy dots and lines slowly appeared in front of him.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned: Mi Xianwen?

Before he could continue to look down, a voice came from behind him: "Fellow Daoist, are you planning to practice the Secret Immortal Script?"