Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan couldn't say anything about Xu Suhui's choice to stay.

The other six monks did not come to say hello before leaving, but flew over the mass graves one by one, crossed the river of blood, and entered the palace.

Liu Qinghuan followed them with his eyes until they disappeared into the mist in the distance.

Jingjue was busy walking among the tattered armors scattered on the ground, saving them one by one. Xu Su followed him with great interest to watch what he was doing, and sometimes took the opportunity to ask a few questions.

Liu Qinghuan sat down on the spot and silently looked at the permanently gloomy sky in Bugui Xu. He was a little worried and didn't know how Yun Zheng was handling it.

After another half an hour, Yun Zheng finally walked out of the array of five-flowered snakes, tossing an inch-long white bone in his hand, with a relaxed and comfortable expression on his face.

Liu Qing smiled and said, "Okay?"

"Of course it's good." Yun Zheng came over, sat down next to him, and threw the bones in his hand to him: "Not bad, I got a piece of spiritual bone, which can be used to refine magical weapons."

This piece of white bone is like a piece of white fat jade, cool to the touch, smooth and flawless. After Liu Qinghuan looked at it, he handed it back to Yun Zheng.

Xu Su and Jingjue had already walked over, and he simply introduced them: "This is my good friend, Yun Zheng."

Xu Su smiled and greeted Yun Zheng, and asked in surprise: "You two have the same surname?"

"Cough, cough." Yun Zheng suppressed a smile after hearing this.

Liu Qinghuan touched his nose: "My real name is Liu Qinghuan. I just gave it a fake name because it is convenient for walking."

Xu Su understood: "Are you all from Yunmengze Continent?"

Jingjue blinked and raised the wooden sign: "I'm not. Where is Yun Mengze?"

Yunzheng hugged Jingjue's neck: "Little monk, Yunmengze is a place thousands of times better than Xiaofeng Continent. It is full of spiritual energy and has many spiritual creatures..."

After a round of deception, the simple Jingjue was so fascinated that he finally talked about going back to the Yuncheng family with Yunzheng to be a guest...

Liu Qinghuan laughed secretly, and finally freed Jingjue from Yunzheng's clutches, and asked: "It's getting late now, and I'm afraid it will be dark in another hour. Do you think we should enter the general's tomb now, or pass by? Come in again tonight?”

Yun Zheng spread his hands and said it didn't matter.

Xu Su said: "It's best to go in tomorrow. The night in Bugui Ruins is much more dangerous than the day. I tried to persuade those people before, but they didn't listen. Alas!"

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said: "Maybe they feel that there is not much difference between day and night near the General Tomb. The ghost army here is much stronger and is not affected by day and night."

The four of them agreed to go in again tomorrow, and Yunzheng quickly put away the five-flowered snake array and rearranged a protective array.

After sitting down, Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully: "I remember that before entering the Bugui Ruins, other people mentioned the Bugui Ruins and said that it was extremely dangerous. It is difficult to go back if you don't return. But after entering, I I have a feeling that the rumors are a bit exaggerated? Fellow Daoist Xu, you are from the Sao Feng Continent and you should know this place best among us. What do you think?"

Xu Su thought about it for a while and then said: "Before entering, I did know a lot about it. As for the dangers, everyone who has entered Bugui Ruins will admit it. The ever-present mournful wind, blood rain, and blood clouds, each Monsters and plants soaked in resentment and death, as well as wandering ghosts, are indeed dangerous enough for an ordinary foundation-building monk."

He looked at Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng: "I think you and this fellow Daoist Yun are already among the best among the foundation-building monks."

Then he looked at Jingjue, who had been listening quietly: "As for the little master Jingjue, although his cultivation level is slightly lower, the Buddhist skills can restrain ghosts, so you think it is not dangerous along the way. What I know , when they first entered the Ruins of No Return, there were many people who couldn't stand the resentment and cruelty contained in the Wind of Grief, and some of them exploded to death. "

He sighed and said: "When I came in, I was walking with three female cultivators. One of them was seriously injured just after entering, and she hurriedly crushed the orb and exited. Later, another one was hit by a cloud of blood. Killed by invisible things. Along the way, I met many other monks, and some of them didn’t know how they died.”

Is that really the case? Liu Qinghuan could not let go of the doubts in her heart.

"But..." Xu Su muttered: "The ghosts I encountered along the way are not as powerful as the rumors say. It is said that there is a very powerful ghost everywhere in the Ruins of No Return, as if guarding the city. The generals are average, and their strength is mostly above the foundation building stage.”

Yun Zheng, who had been silent all this time, continued: "It seems that either there is some big change happening here, or those guys are all concentrated in that ruined palace!"

"That strange Xiao sound..." Xu Su's face was solemn.

Several people looked towards the general's tomb.

As night fell, vague whispers like weeping came from the wind.

Yun Zheng stretched himself and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, we'll know what's going on when we get in tomorrow. It's useless to think about it now."

He kicked Liu Qinghuan: "Cook, what are you going to eat today?"

Liu Qinghuan...

Therefore, my best friend is a gourmet who never forgets to eat while cultivating immortality, and he is also a young man with no talent for cooking. He asked for his job as a cook.

A night of silence.

On the second day, the four of them packed up their things and prepared to enter the general's tomb.

As he flew over the mass graves, Liu Qinghuan looked at the dead bones.

Once upon a time, these white bones represented living lives. After death here, the flesh and blood rotted and melted into the earth, leaving only pale bones stacked on top of each other, no matter how windy or rainy they were, they would never have peace. .

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly and came to the sky above the blood river in front of the palace.

This river was originally supposed to be used to protect the city. It was dozens of feet wide, filled with blood and filthy water.

"Don't fall down." Yun Zheng's eyes were silver: "There is something in the river."

Xu Su glanced at his eyes curiously, and without asking any questions, took the lead and flew across the Blood River, entering the former Zhao Kingdom Palace through the gap in the collapsed palace wall.

The palace walls are towering, blocking most of the view from the outside. Once inside, you find that although the palace is dilapidated, it still shows the luxury of its heyday everywhere.

The ground is paved with sapphire of excellent quality. Although it is seriously damaged, its beauty is still there. Spreads of weeds and decaying poplars sprouted from the cracks in the sapphire, extending in all directions, forming an abandoned square. The nearest palace to them was still a mile or two away, decorated with gold, silver and carved beams.

There was dead silence.

The monks who entered before them left no trace, as if they had been swallowed up by this strange and oppressive palace.

Yun Zheng's consciousness swept away and he landed under the palace wall. He leaned over and dug out a broken stone that was half buried in the soil.

Liu Qinghuan took a look: "This is... the formation stone of the city defense formation?"

There are some complex lines carved very deeply on this stone.

Yun Zheng nodded and looked over and over: "This formation was forcibly broken. There are traces of the explosion of spiritual energy on the formation pattern, but this piece is too small and I can't tell what formation it is."

Xu Su was secretly surprised when he heard this, so he took the stone and looked through it. However, with his superficial knowledge of formations, he couldn't see any traces: "Fellow Daoist Yun, your formations are so brilliant. You can see it even after such a long time."

Yun Zheng only smiled faintly.

He and Xu Su were not familiar with each other now, so he didn't say much. However, he liked Jingjue very much, probably because the young monk had a pure mind.

"Let's go." Liu Qinghuan greeted, and the four of them took out their magic weapons and cautiously crossed the palace gates one after another to explore the depths of the Zhao Kingdom's palace.