Liu Qinghuan hadn't felt this kind of calm for many years.

He was always busy cultivating, fighting, doing this or that, and didn't have time to stop, enjoying a quiet sleep every night, staying in the corner of the teahouse during the day and watching the sunlight slowly change its angle from behind the bamboo curtain, chatting with a high-spirited guest, or urging Jiang Nianen to cultivate, or burying his head in the refining room to exercise his talentless alchemy.

Although, those dangers were still happening all around him, and news of war came every day, some died while he was quietly sipping tea, and some were bleeding while he was bored and napping.

However, he was trapped in this small teahouse. There have been people looking for him in the dark, and those people have not been distracted by the matter of the treasure pool, and they have not been confused by the still fierce war.

His master, Ming Yangzi, wrote only a few words in an obscure secret letter, telling him to stay in the dark until he informed him that he could move.

So, he slept with one eye ajar all the time, and his mind gathered around him like an alert hound as he drank tea.

He waited for a sudden spell or a sword, whatever it was, and he kept his mind tensed, not bewitched by the seemingly peaceful life, not corrupted by the illusion of laziness.

And this is ten years in the blink of an eye!

Time is just a moment for immortal cultivators, and ten years and a hundred years are just a snap of a finger.

It's not long, it's not short, it's not short, at least it's enough for him to persistently improve his several spell powers.

The Nine Heavens Distraction Technique had been cultivated by him to the fifth layer, reaching a bottleneck again. This technique will get a big boost in the even-number layer, and it comes with an extremely powerful divine consciousness spell, so the difficulty will also be increased a lot, don't expect to be able to suddenly bottleneck before you reach the Yuan Infant Stage.

The four characters of "Eight-Character Sword Technique" have all been mastered by him, and his power has been increased by one level. The other four missing words were still missing, and Liu Qinghuan hardly made any conjectures that could be found.

Although others such as the Delusion Breaking Method and the Flower Transplanting Technique have all improved, the one who has improved the most is the Qiankun Finger, who was not much valued by him before.

This technique is the trick of the old demon who pit him back then, claiming to be able to designate the world, splitting mountains and rivers, and pointing people to life and death, etc., etc., but it has not received much attention from Liu Qinghuan. Because he often uses a sword on weekdays, the sword intent of life and death and the Jingwei sword can already cope with most battles, no matter how high, he has to use the scabbard of the Tainan Immortal Sword and the Qinglian Karma Fire, and even the Sansang Wood, so after Qiankun pointed to his hands, he has always been a chicken rib existence that is not embarrassing or embarrassing.

If he hadn't been idle for too long, and the other spells and supernatural powers had been practiced so much that he couldn't go any further or got stuck in a bottleneck, he wouldn't have picked up this technique and practiced it again.

Facts have proved that it can become a famous attack spell for the old demon who heard the Dao, and Qiankun refers to live up to its name.

"Wow, ah, ah, ah......" An extremely angry roar came from the belly of the mountain, Liu Qinghuan withdrew his evil finger, and the power of his finger was huge, but he accidentally deflected a direction, and exploded a large area of mountain rocks. Then he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran wildly to the top of the mountain, quickly opening the protective circle in the courtyard.

The blue-black veins and souls on their faces had arrived like a whirlwind, angrily slamming into the magic circle, glaring at Liu Qinghuan's gaze and wanting to bite him twice!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide his smile, but still said: "The doll forgives, just now it was indeed a momentary miss, a momentary miss!"

The fat doll didn't listen at all, and still banged loudly, and the light curtain of the circle swayed.

The pulse soul now lives in the belly of Daqing Mountain, and where it stays all year round, there has been a small piece of ordinary mountain stone transformed into a spirit stone, which makes Liu Qing happy.

At this time, the five-tailed fire fox with dazzling fiery red fur walked past him with his head held high with graceful steps, and did not forget to float a contemptuous look in the middle.

Liu Qinghuan touched his nose and took a step out of the way.

Because of the rarity of the Soul Melting Divine Tree, he still hasn't found even a seed, so he always has little confidence when facing the five-tailed fire fox.

In the end, he decided to stop cultivating the Qiankun Finger for the time being, and it was better to go back to his refining room and continue to struggle.

What is gratifying is that after ten years of hard training, after consuming a large amount of spiritual materials that made ordinary Jindan monks destitute, his alchemy technique was finally brought to the point where it was okay.

Liu Qinghuan deflated a lot of purses in pain, took out the forging formula of the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum, and sighed: "Just to make this thing for you, I have worked hard for so many years, and I don't know if it's worth it." ”

That being said, at least judging by the instructions on the forging side, he still thinks it's worth it.

Nine Songs of Red Dust, with red dust as bones, nine kinds of spiritual water as meat, the idea is very bold and wonderful, if the refining is successful, this thing will be a treasure with a spatial nature.

However, if it is just like this, the Jiuqu Red Dust Spectrum is just a powerful magic weapon, and it is not worth Liu Qinghuan's great effort.

In addition to the refining method, the forging side also mentioned an idea at the end, an idea that seems to be not very mature, that is, in the refining process, the nine perceptions of the way of heaven, life or the nature of the Tao are integrated into it, so that this treasure is no longer just a magic weapon, but a dao weapon.

Dao weapon, a kind of spiritual treasure, is also the most unique of the Yuan Shen magic weapons, and it is a unique existence like the pill containing Dan intent in alchemy.

Because it is necessary to integrate one's own understanding of the Heavenly Dao perception, each Dao weapon is unique, and it must be refined by the monk himself, so as to achieve the most suitable realm.

This is the reason why Liu Qinghuan will be obsessed with the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum, he is now full of cultivation and his state of mind is insufficient, and in the process of refining the Dao weapon, he also condenses his state of mind.

Since ancient times, cultivation is easy to refine, but the state of mind is difficult to refine. When the state of mind is spoken, it is ethereal, not seeing, hearing but not hearing, is it to go with the natural path and do nothing, or to know the good, to know the disgusting and compassionate?

From the Jindan stage to the Yuan infant stage, it can be regarded as the threshold for monks to truly enter the cultivation stage. The so-called truth refers to the elimination of mortal wombs and the construction of the true self, not only the power of the spell has risen sharply, the longevity has doubled, but also the initial communication between heaven and earth, and the evolution of the law is understood, so as to deduce the whole of all things.

Every infant monk who walks on the right path needs to be steadfast, to abandon distracting thoughts in the ups and downs of life, and to realize the enlightenment mind, and all this begins before the birth of the baby, in order to give birth to the true self of the baby.

Although Liu Qinghuan was cultivated by Sansang Mu to the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, his state of mind was less than a day, and he couldn't get married. And the method he chose to cultivate his state of mind was to refine a Dao weapon of his own.

The road of life is full of twists and turns, and the sweet and bitter are like a big river, washing day by day. So the red dust is the bone, the joy and sorrow are the flesh, and then the heart of the Tao is the soul, composing a song of mourning. After that, remove the false and keep the true, and sit and forget about it.

He had almost collected the materials of the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum, and only the last two kinds of spiritual water had yet to be found.

What made it difficult for him was nine perceptions, how to choose. And these nine perceptions are best matched with the special properties of the spiritual water he collected.

For example, the cold water taken from the treasure washing pond back then, cold and biting, never frozen, can wash away resentment and ferocity, which kind of perception is better?

Liu Qinghuan thought back to the past, and gradually cleared the fog in front of him, and his eyes were clear.

Perhaps, he should walk around the major merchants in the city to see if he can find the last two spiritual waters he needs. In addition, the preliminary preparations for refining the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum can also be done.

On this day, when he walked into the teahouse in the early morning rain, he was puzzled to find that there were already two guests in the building early in the morning.

Both of them have been frequent visitors in the past few years, one is Zhou Shanwei who is good at sound and rhythm, and the other is named Cheng Ming, both of whom are monks in the later stage of foundation building. Judging from the close relationship between the two on weekdays, it should be a good friend.

The two men were talking in a low voice, and judging by their expressions, it was obvious that their conversation was heavy and mixed with deep worry.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan, the two raised their heads and said hello, and Zhou Shanwei couldn't wait to say: "Master Zhang, the news just came from the front last night, saying that the Great Mochuan of the Howling Wind Continent has been defeated and has been completely lost!"

The news did not surprise the three people present.

In fact, if Yun Mengze's side hadn't sent a large number of monks over, this big defeat might have been several years earlier.

Since ten years ago, the Yin Moon Blood Realm has been unable to attack Yantang Castle for a long time, so it has gradually shifted its focus to the Howling Wind Continent.

Gangfeng Prefecture has long fallen into the hands of the Otherworld, and once Damochuan is lost again, only a piece of land in Izumo Prefecture will be left in the entire Howling Wind Continent.

Liu Qinghuan opened his mouth, but he was dumbfounded for a while.

Due to his own situation, a lot of news was not known as soon as he used to, and the defeat of Howling Wind had reached Eagle's Nest City, indicating that the matter had been a foregone conclusion two or three days ago.

The other two also sat silently opposite each other, and the deep sense of sadness for the death of the rabbit and the fox filled the small teahouse.

In the end, he said to Jiang Nianen, who was standing in the corner: "Go to Xiling Commercial Bank to take a look, they should issue an urgent newspaper today, buy a copy back." ”

The young man, who was already a monk in the early stage of foundation building, nodded silently and went in response.

Liu Qinghuan turned his head: "The two Daoists came here early in the morning, shouldn't they just come to tell me the news, or do they have any other plans?"

The two glanced at each other, Zhou Shanwei coughed lightly, and said, "Actually, we are here to bid farewell to the landlord, and we have decided to go to Yantang Fort." ”

Liu Qinghuan was secretly a little surprised, you must know that since the invasion of the other world for so long, he has seen a lot of cowardly monks in the Eagle's Nest City, most of them are uncontrollable loose cultivators, and there are also monks who simply escaped from the sect, preferring to live in hiding rather than go to the Eastern Wilderness.

These people say that they are ruthless because they are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they say that they are wise to protect themselves. So what is the reason why these two people are suddenly willing to stand up?

But what they are talking about is not the Howling Wind Continent, but the Yantang Castle?

After a deep groan, he said, "You ...... Are you going to Yantang Fort?"

The two didn't realize what Liu Qinghuan implied, after all, in their opinion, Liu Qinghuan was the same person hiding in the Eagle's Nest City as them.

Cheng Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Yes." Don't hide it from the landlord, in fact, the two of us are also very conflicted, even after making this decision, we are still hesitant in our hearts. But the lesser of two evils, it is better to go to Yantang Fort first. ”

Zhou Shanwei said: "The landlord also made plans in advance, do you remember the analysis when we got together?"

Liu Qinghuan said quietly: "Oh?"

"The Immortal Cultivation Alliance has not forcibly recruited scattered cultivators to defend against the people of the Yin Moon Blood Realm - the closure of the Eastern Wasteland to the outside world does not count, because the current situation is still under their control, and the main continent Yunmengze also needs to ensure that there are a certain number of people. ”

"So you think it's time for that requisition point?"

That Cheng Ming stood up and walked around a little anxiously, while Zhou Shanwei seemed much calmer, and said in a steady tone: "Yes." It is said that the casualties in the Great Mochuan War on the Howling Wind Continent were extremely serious, and less than 20% of the people survived. So now they only have the continent of Izumo State, and they can't lose anymore. But their Immortal Cultivation Realm has suffered such a huge blow, it must be extremely short of people, and we, Yun Mengze, will definitely not let the entire Howling Wind Continent fall into the hands of the other world, so it is very likely that they will start to forcibly recruit. ”

He said to Cheng Ming: "Brother Cheng, it is much better for us to take the initiative to go to Yantang Fort than to be forcibly conscripted to the Howling Wind Continent, and the initiative is also in our own hands. You should also know that there is a transcontinental teleportation circle in the Eagle's Nest City, which leads directly to Yunzhou. And the situation in Qianye Mountain is very stable now, and Yantang Fort is even easier to defend and difficult to attack, so we have a better chance of survival. ”

Cheng Ming nodded with difficulty and sat down in frustration: "I understand, Brother Zhou doesn't need to say much." ”

Listening to Zhou Shanwei's analysis of the head, Liu Qinghuan's throat was like a mouthful of blood, and the surging anger and intense sorrow rushed through his chest.

His mentor and his friends fought with their lives against the otherworldly monks on the front line, just to protect this native place called home, but what about these people?

Look at the people they are protecting!

Yes, he knew what these people were before, but he had never felt so sick as he did now.

In the face of the difficulty of covering the world, they only care about themselves, how can they deserve to be called monks?!

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan desperately wanted to escape from Eagle's Nest City and return to his senior brothers.

He would rather face the people of the other world than see these rats again!

Liu Qinghuan's face was extremely ugly, but Zhou Shanwei understood the wrong direction and comforted: "Master Zhang, you won't worry too much." With your superb alchemy skills, as long as you are willing to go to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance to receive the task of refining, you don't have to go to the front line. ”

He also reached out and patted Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder, and sighed: "Those of us who are loose cultivators, only by making plans in advance, can we earn our lives." ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were cold, and he said lightly sarcastically: "I pity those sect monks, they are forced to go to the battlefield. ”

"Haha. Cheng Ming laughed: "Who let them eat two more bowls of rice than us on weekdays." As the saying goes, the more you get, the more you have, the more you have. I'm extremely glad that we have the existence of the Four Great Sects and the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, otherwise we would have ended up in the same situation as the Howling Wind Continent. Therefore, we can forgive them with tolerance and generosity for the domineering arrogance of the monks of those sects in the past. ”

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and said sadly: "Yes, I should be forgiven." ”

The two stood up, and Zhou Shanwei arched his hand and said, "Don't say much, we decided to leave today." Master Zhang, when we return to Eagle's Nest City one day, we will come to your teahouse to disturb you. ”

Liu Qinghuan chuckled: "That may disappoint you, I just decided that from today onwards, Qingfeng Teahouse will be closed!" [.]