Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan sighed inwardly: They had already used all their strength, and for the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was only a matter of a few breaths. There was a huge gap in cultivation. Even if they broke their legs, they still couldn't escape from each other's grasp.

"Mo Qianli, stop."

Mo Qianli's speed did not slow down at all, as if he didn't hear anything.

Liu Qinghuan shouted three times in a row before he turned to look at him with a fierce look in his eyes: "What do you want to do?"

"That's enough." Liu Qinghuan patted Mo Qianli's shoulder with his hand: "Stop first, I have something to say."

Seeing his firm expression, Mo Qianli slowly stopped. As soon as he stopped, he started coughing and wheezing violently, and his face was red and bleeding.

Time was running out, so Liu Qinghuan took another healing pill and released the little hoofed horned beast.

"Let's run away separately here." Liu Qinghuan said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't get involved."

Mo Qianli was about to speak when he was picked up by Liu Qinghuan: "I have my own plan for the future."

Mo Qianli looked at the little hoofed horned beast who was clinging to Liu Qinghuan with tears in his eyes, and saw that he was confident. Thinking that he always had many ideas, he half-heartedly said, "Okay, take care. We'll see you later in Haoyuan City."

Liu Qinghuan nodded, and the two of them said no more, it was important to escape.

Liu Qinghuan rode on the enlarged little hoofed horned beast, hugged Mo Qianli and said, "Take care!" Then he patted Chu Yi on the head, and Chu Yi spread his hooves and rushed out.

He turned around and saw Mo Qianli heading to the right, and sighed, with a lonely look on his face.

What can he do? Faced with the pursuit of the Nascent Soul cultivator, he could not escape even if he had wings.

He just didn't want Mo Qianli to lose his life in vain with him. If it weren't for the little hoofed horned beast that depended on him for life and death, he would have wanted to send it away.

He gently stroked the little horned beast's head, calming its panic: "It's up to you, the first year of junior high school."

A hoof-horned beast that has reached the second level is faster than a high-level flying spiritual weapon. On the first day of Chuyi, he felt Liu Qinghuan's inner anxiety and ran forward desperately.

Liu Qinghuan looked ahead in silence, as one man and one beast flew over the barren hills, bypassed the dense woods, and ran towards the distance in an unknown direction.

He also met several other monks on the way, and Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to avoid them and ran past them like lightning.

Half an hour was not far away. Liu Qinghuan finally gathered some energy and asked along the long white hair of the little horned beast: "First grade, don't you want to show me your newly discovered talent?"

…

Luo Yiye stood there and watched the two foundation-building monks run away in a hurry, but a trace of desolation emerged in his heart.

Blood and family ties, even as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can't help but feel ups and downs.

Thirty years ago, he accidentally left behind a bloodline. No matter how useless he was, no matter how useless he was, his status as a Nascent Soul cultivator could always keep him safe for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, Ziezhao, apart from fighting cocks and playing with women all day long, also felt uncomfortable being under his control. While he was away from home, he stole the ice crystal snow silk cloak that he kept in the secret room of the treasure house, and then slipped out of Tiandao Mountain.

The outside world is so cruel, how can Tiandaoshan, with his protection, allow that evil to reign supreme? Coupled with the fact that he had reached the eighth level of qi training with the help of elixirs, he received the news of his death before he could return to the sect.

When he traced the crime to the place where the crime occurred, not even the bones were found.

His anger has been suppressed for more than ten years, so what if he wasn't killed by that kid!

However, since the other party is a disciple of the Wenshi sect and has named Ming Yangzi, regardless of whether it is true or not, as the only Nascent Soul ancestor in Tiandao Mountain, he must guard against Ming Yangzi using this to threaten Tian Dao Mountain. Knife Mountain.

Tiandaoshan is just a newly established small and medium-sized sect. The sect has only been established for a few hundred years. It has no ability to compete with a giant like Wenshi Sect.

In addition, the Wenshi sect was different from other sects and had always been extremely protective of its disciples, so he had to remain a little worried. Giving him half a quarter of an hour to escape would be considered the utmost kindness, and he would be able to justify it even if Ming Yangzi came to the door.

He looked up at the sky, half an hour was coming soon.

Luo Yiye sneered. The boy ran as fast as he could, but it only allowed him to walk a few more steps.

At this moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face: the ray of consciousness he had left on the boy for tracking suddenly failed to sense it without any warning!

…

This is a black and white world.

All things, rocks, trees, sky, and earth, all become deep and shallow black and white. The boundaries are even more blurry, like green ink being slowly spread by water, dragging a long trail.

The small hoofed horned beast carried Liu Qinghuan on its back and walked briskly through the light gray, bypassing the upright dark gray branches and walking through the continuous light black.

Liu Qinghuan distinguished those objects with great interest. Light gray is the grass, dark gray is the trees, and light black is the protruding rocks.

The earth is deep black, the sky is gray and white, and the only things with color are things with rich aura.

For example, there are light green spiritual grasses and spiritual flowers, as well as monks of various colors.

Red, yellow, gold, blue, and green, the colors representing the five elements, enveloped the bodies of those monks, while Liu Qinghuan himself was bright green mixed with a small amount of blue and yellow.

This is a strange world.

When Liu Qinghuan said that he wanted to see the talent of the little hoofed horned beast, in the blink of an eye, the field of vision in front of him suddenly changed to such a look that he was so shocked that he almost fell off the hoofed horned beast's back.

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, what kind of talent is this?

It was impossible to be invisible, although when he passed by some monks, they were completely unaware of him. It's more similar to a space talent.

But he had never heard of a hoofhorn beast being able to comprehend space-type talents. Space-type talents are extremely rare and special, and are almost impossible to appear in speed-type spiritual beasts such as hoofhorn beasts.

Liu Qinghuan looked down and saw that in addition to green and red, there was also a trace of white inside the body of the little hoofed horned beast.

Green and red represent the wind element, which is the attribute of the hoofhorn beast itself. So what does the white represent?

He thought, could it be related to the blood of Dayan Taizun's big rooster?

Although the hope was slim, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but have the extravagant hope of escaping.

But this is not enough.

He thought hard about what other methods he could use at this time, and couldn't help but take out his storage bag and rummage through it.

But most of them are various materials he collected, as well as various elixirs, and a few spiritual weapons for daily use.

In a corner of the storage bag, there were things he considered the most important: the landscape paintings, jade liquor, three-legged Qingluan oil lamp that he had put in recently, as well as the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting the Immortal and the fragment of a page. A jade vase containing a pine cone-like fruit, books related to alchemy, "Nine Heavens Dividing Divine Technique", "Bamboo Heart Planting Sword Technique", as well as a jade slip of Wenshi Sect's identity, Wenshi Sect's sect rules, and a yellow talisman .

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved and she took out the yellow talisman.

This is the life talisman given to him by the old man of Taiyi Palace when he was building the foundation. It contains a drop of his blood essence. It is said that through this talisman, he can sense his life, death and general direction.

Liu Qinghuan made up his mind almost instantly.

He ordered the little hoofed horned beast to pause and exit that strange black and white world. Because in the black and white world, just like being invisible, you cannot use spiritual power. Once you use it, your body will be revealed.

Liu Qinghuan drew out the small gray sword and touched it to the tip of his finger. The red blood essence was squeezed out and dripped on the life talisman. Then fire suddenly appeared in his hand, and the life talisman quickly burned.

Liu Qinghuan could only hope that he would send out the talisman even if his whereabouts were exposed, and it would really be a life-saving straw!

After that, Liu Qinghuan urged the little hoofed horned beast to take him into the world of black and white again, and ran wildly without leaving any room.

Soon, quarter of an hour was up. Within a dozen breaths, a terrifying pressure came from behind. Luo Yiye's figure appeared on the horizon. In a few steps, he reached the place where Liu Qinghuan burned his life talisman.

Liu Qinghuan's heart condensed, and she looked back: In this special world, Luo Yiye's red and gold color is as dazzling as the sun!