Eternal Tranquility

Judging from the strength of the aura exuded by the male cultivator in gray, we can tell that he is a middle-stage Jindan cultivator. The sharp and painful face of a middle-aged man has a very strange green look, as if the person standing there is not a person, but someone. A stiff corpse.

Because the little ghost could not find any trace of Liu Qinghuan, he was very dissatisfied and began to punish it. The sound of whipping and screams were endless, accompanied by the cold roar of the male cultivator in gray.

Liu Qinghuan had quietly escaped into a tree behind him. Not far ahead was his unsuspecting back. At this time, the other party's words caught his attention.

"... Useless thing, you have wasted Master Xuanli too much time, go back!"

Master Xuanli?

Liu Qinghuan paused while holding the ghost stick in his hand. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

He tried hard to recall, staring at the back of the figure who was standing there without knowing what he was thinking, but he couldn't grasp the memory of this name.

While he was in trance, the male cultivator in gray suddenly turned around and stretched out a pair of skinny palms like chicken claws. Dark energy condensed into mist between his fingers and claws, targeting the tree where Liu Qinghuan was invisible.

Although Liu Qinghuan was lost in thought for a moment, his hand movements were not slow. He sent the ghost stick forward, bringing out an afterimage to meet the opponent's hand.

The dark energy was easily torn apart by the bits of golden light emitted by the ghost stick. There was only a "dang" sound, as if gold and stone collided. The ghost stick shook due to the reverse force, and the opponent's five claws were also affected by it. He immediately retracted the blow.

Liu Qinghuan frowned and looked at the ashes with solidified cyan skin. This person should be practicing a kind of corpse ghost technique, but he actually used his own body as a corpse puppet to refine it.

Corpse puppet? !

He raised his head and met a pair of evil eyes. The opponent's attack had already come again. Both claws came out. In one swing, cold and harsh Yin Qi came from all directions, trying to get into his body.

"Didn't anyone tell you that if you want to make a sneak attack, you can't keep staring at other people's backs?" Master Xuanli said viciously: "I'm here to teach you today: sight can completely reveal your whereabouts if you are stupid! "

Liu Qinghuan smiled carelessly. He just wanted to test the other party, and it didn't matter whether his whereabouts would be exposed. Pure green energy surged from his body, and the thick vitality prevented the Yin energy from getting close at all. All the golden fonts on the ghost stick lit up, and he drew back the incoming claws one by one!

The fierce collision of mana brought about chaotic airflow, and the two of them swayed away. Liu Qinghuan stood in the air a few feet away, and asked with a strange look: "Xuanli, who is in the middle stage of the golden elixir... Master, do you know the breaking point?" The land of the abyss?”

Master Xuanli held a short blade in his hand. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when he heard this, and he said grimly: "I don't know."

Liu Qing laughed: "Really? So you didn't want to build your cave there?"

The short blade in Xuan Li's hand was filled with blood, and he shouted angrily: "Who are you!"

With just these three words, Liu Qinghuan already got the answer.

Master Xuanli, perhaps True Lord Xuanli, the huge maze under the Duanyuan Death Ground is his masterpiece. There are hundreds of corpse puppet armies inside, arrogantly robbing and killing monks from all walks of life, and then being annihilated by the four major sects.

But now, he is still in the middle stage of Golden Core, and he has not had time to do any of the above things, and he himself has actually been dead for thousands of years.

Therefore, he is just a phantom here, a phantom that the ancestors of the Wenshi Sect put into the Qianzhong Departure Realm to train their disciples.

Liu Qinghuan was a little excited. So, he could face many talented or famous monks in history in the future? And you can also play against each other!

This opportunity is too rare. He will quickly become stronger in this excellent way to hone his combat power.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Master Xuanli sneered and attacked again: "If you don't say it, you can, I will beat you until you do!"

Liu Qinghuan spun out and said with a big smile: "Yes, in fact, there is nothing that cannot be said about my identity. My Wenshi sect is Liu Qinghuan, and my Taoist name is Qingmu."

The other party stopped: "Are you from the Wenshi Sect?"

"Not bad." Liu Qinghuan said. He looked at this small space and asked hesitantly: "Do you know where this place is?"

Xuan Li said suspiciously: "What do you mean, you don't even know where this is?"

Liu Qinghuan said carefully: "I really don't know."

Xuan Li sneered: "You don't know what it has to do with me! Stop talking nonsense and accept your fate!"

As he spoke, he slapped his waist, and two green-faced corpse puppets fell next to him. He said with a ferocious smile: "I just made these two golden corpses not long ago, so I will use you to sacrifice them today!"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked. The golden corpse is a corpse puppet equivalent to the strength of a golden elixir monk in corpse refining!

"Xiao Hei, come out!"

The war is about to break out!

Unfortunately, even though he had the Daoist weapon Torture Ghost Stick in his hands and Xiao Hei assisting him, he still unfortunately died in battle again under the siege of two golden corpses and Xuan Li.

Across the light curtain, Liu Qinghuan sighed. It seemed that this level was more difficult than before.

Outside the light curtain, Master Xuanli was looking sinisterly at the place where the corpse disappeared. The puzzled expression on his face slowly faded, and soon became stiff and flat, and then walked away like an unconscious wandering soul.

Those monsters before could not quite see it, but after switching to people with high sanity, this suddenly became extremely obvious. That is, when there are no challengers, these phantoms will lose their minds and just wander aimlessly.

Liu Qinghuan observed Xuan Li for a while before sitting down to rest and thinking about how to pass this level.

In such an uninterrupted battle, time slipped away unknowingly. He went through a variety of levels, each with different settings, and he had a difficult time at each level.

But there is no doubt that this has indeed greatly improved his combat effectiveness and survivability.

He gradually lost track of how many levels he had passed, until one day when he tried his best to pass the next level, he knew that he had reached the limit of his strength and could only move forward by improving his cultivation.

So Liu Qinghuan entered the Songxi Cave Heaven Map and prepared to practice in seclusion.

But before going into seclusion, he was going to refine the Void Spirit Pill.

Quite a few of the materials for the Void Spirit Pill require preliminary processing or refining, and since he had to use fire alchemy this time, he had to refine the fire alchemy to a level similar to that of water before he could start.

Fortunately, with the foundation of the water system, his fire system alchemy progressed very quickly, and the materials for the Void Spirit Pill were slowly processed.

Until one day, when Liu Qinghuan felt that everything was ready, he called Xiao Hei and Chu Yi and told them to take care of the medicine field and the cave. Then he entered the alchemy room and sealed the cave door.