Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the dot with an inexplicable aura and felt the spiritual power being mobilized in his body. In addition to nervous anticipation, he also became more vigilant.

The pen tip fell again, and the spiritual power rushed into the brush in his hand. Unexplained dots and lines appeared on the slightly jade-colored paper. The increasingly intense spiritual light jumped between the characters, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuated in a circle. The enclosure spread out, and the tables, chairs, furnishings, etc. in the house began to vibrate and sway.

There was only a set of ordinary protective arrays set up in this small room, which served to cover and mute people. Under the increasingly violent fluctuations, a thin layer of light curtain was stirred up, and it was about to shatter at the sight of it.

This was something Liu Qinghuan did not expect. All the spiritual power in his body had been mobilized, rushing through his meridians like a violent storm and swarming into his right arm. The ordinary brush in his hand made a slight crackling sound, and it was about to be unable to withstand the erosion of the huge magic power.

A sharp light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and he touched the ring with his left finger. A set of formation flags turned into meteors as fast as lightning, flying to various places in the house, and then submerged into the ground or wall with a soft pop.

The previously shaky protective formation shattered into pieces, and a vase with a narrow neck and a big belly exploded with a bang in the corner!

Today, the tea house is almost full, with all four tables occupied by tea-drinking guests. There are two people on the desk by the window who are tasting the paintings they just made. The sound of chess playing next to them is constant, and there is even a mountain of ding-ding-dong-dong in the corner. The beautiful sound of the piano is like a stream. It is the guests who brought their own strings to entertain themselves.

The atmosphere of the entire teahouse is leisurely and peaceful. The non-noisy whispers, the sound of turning books, the light closing of teacups, etc., combine to create a relaxing tranquility.

So the sudden sound of the porcelain exploding was like a sudden shout in a deep sleep, and everyone was shocked. But before they could turn around and look at the place where the sound came from, a bone-shaking aura instantly swept through the entire teahouse, as if they were being stared at by a pair of violent, bloody, cold and fierce eyes from behind, and cold sweat was pouring out. , the whole back was soaked in an instant.

However, in the next moment, the breath disappeared without a trace as if it had never existed!

Everyone froze on the spot, and after a while someone asked with a trembling voice: "What, what happened just now?"

"No, I don't know..."

Everyone looked at the small door where the sound of exploding porcelain had been heard. The pale Jiang Nianen stood up and said, "Guests, please be patient. My husband is in the small room. I'm sorry for disturbing everyone!"

"Oh, it's the owner of the tea house inside." Someone breathed a sigh of relief and said carelessly: "If the owner didn't raise some ferocious beast, what he did just now was really powerful."

Liu Qinghuan often appears in the store. Because of the incisive classics that people can read casually in the store, occasionally he will answer a few questions casually when someone has doubts. His explanations in simple and easy-to-understand terms bring the understanding of Tao and Dharma to those of a Jindan monk. Most of the people who inquired were enlightened, so as a sign of respect, the guests who came here changed their title from shopkeeper to landlord.

Most people were relieved when they heard that the building owner was inside. Although it felt extremely terrifying at that moment, it disappeared without a trace before taking a breath. It must have been nothing, right?

Of course Jiang Nianen knew that there were no ferocious beasts inside, only Liu Qinghuan. He smiled vaguely and said vaguely: "Maybe, how do I know about sir... Today there are crystal flower cakes and snow dragon fish crisps just bought from Yuhezhai in the building. Guests, please come. One portion?”

Someone laughed and said, "Brother Jiang, you are becoming more and more slick with practice now. That's good, the crispy snow dragon fish is said to be the most tender piece of fish meat from the snow dragon fish just caught, marinated with a secret method and then baked. , it’s crispy, white, delicate, light and sweet, it’s very rare, but it’s just right with tea, give me some.”

"In that case, I also want a plate to eat freshly."

"I like the crystal flower cake even more. It's crystal clear, sweet and soft. I want this."

Jiang Nianen glanced gratefully at the person who spoke first, and replied with great enthusiasm: "Okay, I'll be here right away!"

After this interruption, the calmness just faded away, and the atmosphere in the building returned to its previous state.

However, there are also people who are hesitant and touch the door while others are not paying attention.

Not to mention the situation outside, it was like a strong wind passing through the small room at this time. The shelves standing on the wall fell down, and the overturned tables and chairs were broken into sawdust and scattered on the ground. Various fragments were floating and flying, making it difficult to see. The original appearance.

The ferocious aura that was released at the moment when the protective formation collapsed was completely blocked in a small space by the newly deployed formation flags. In the center of the storm, the fragile jade paper floated in the air, and the dazzling light shined from the back of the paper, submerging Liu Qinghuan's entire body in it.

The fragile brush was forcibly restrained by Liu Qinghuan. Even though it was full of cracks and the ink had dried, it was still performing its task. Each mysterious character was written directly by spiritual power, and the terrifying aura was rising steadily!

Big beads of sweat appeared on Liu Qinghuan's forehead. In order to resist this aura, he unleashed all the aura that belonged to the Jindan stage master. The wide-sleeved robe on his body bulged, and the hunting ground rolled and flew.

The raging wind turned into countless pairs of invisible claws, tearing his hair, scratching his back and chest, trying to tear him apart and crush him!

A pair of blood-red eyes suddenly flashed before his eyes, like a fierce ghost and blood beast poking out from the Nine Netherworld. Its cruelty, viciousness, and coldness surged, directly impacting his mind, as if it was about to pull him into an endless bloody hell. .

Liu Qinghuan shook his head violently, his eyes closed and opened, and his eyes were like two straight sword lights, cutting through all the illusions, and fell on the ordinary jade paper that seemed to be about to shatter in a dazzling light.

The hand holding the pen became heavier and heavier due to the tremendous pressure, but the writing was still steady without any trembling.

What shocked him was that only 30 to 40% of the majestic mana in his body was left!

His current cultivation level is the Great Perfection of the late Golden elixir, and it is also a double elixir. His magic power is more than double that of monks of the same level. Even so, he also feels helpless.

For every additional character written on the animal skin, the mana required increases exponentially. He calculated in his mind that the remaining mana should be enough to write a few dots like stars at the end of the scorch mark on the animal hide.

Frowning, he scanned the scorch marks thoughtfully and quickly finished the last few strokes!

With a bang, the newly laid magic circle shook wildly for a few times, and then all the light suddenly disappeared, all the violent aura ceased to exist like a strong wind, and various fragments flying in the air also fell to the ground.

Liu Qinghuan let out a hesitant sigh, and watched helplessly as the paper filled with characters burned to the ground, and burned to ashes in just one breath!

What's the meaning? Just burned out?

He looked around and saw that the entire small room had been destroyed until nothing was left. If it weren't for the magic circle blocking it, the four walls would have collapsed.

But isn't something supposed to happen? For a moment, he really thought that a monster or something with an extremely fierce aura would rush out of the void.

However, suddenly everything disappeared.

Liu Qinghuan raised his right hand. Without the restraint of his spiritual power, the brush in his hand immediately turned into powder and was completely broken.

The piece of animal skin reappeared in his hand. Liu Qinghuan stroked the scorch marks on the edge and guessed: "Is it because the animal skin was partially destroyed and the characters on it were incomplete, so nothing happened in the end?"

Think about it, this is extremely possible. The time before he stopped writing in the middle of writing, all the flow of spiritual power suddenly stopped.

He took out two other things, a yellow cloth and a jade charm.

These two things are complete. In comparison, there are more lines on the yellow cloth than on the jade talisman. The layers are like stars and waves in the sea of ​​sand. They look extremely complicated. The jade talisman is only three inches long, the jade color is dim, ancient and vicissitudes of life, and there are some characters on both sides.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment. After what happened just now, he had some guesses about this strange writing, but to really confirm it, he had to try transcribing yellow cloth and jade talismans before he could draw a conclusion.

After thinking about it, I put away my things and looked up to see the miserable situation in the house. It seemed that I had to rearrange the arrangement. With a wave of his sleeves, all the broken tables, chairs and debris disappeared out of thin air, and the whole room immediately became empty.

Liu Qinghuan opened the magic circle, and Jiang Nianen came up to him immediately, with worry that could not be hidden in his eyes: "Sir?"

"Hahaha, landlord, were you training the spirit beasts in the house just now? You scared us a lot."

Liu Qinghuan patted Jiang Nianen's shoulder comfortingly and looked at the speaker, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. This man often comes to the teahouse to drink tea recently. His surname is Zhou Shanwei. Liu Qinghuan has had several discussions with him before, so he highly respects Liu Qinghuan.

He is good at playing music, and he has been volunteering to play the piano in the store these days. He said that if there is tea but no piano, the taste will be missing.

Jiang Nianen whispered in Liu Qinghuan's ear: "Senior Zhou stepped forward to save the siege before..."

Liu Qinghuan nodded to show that he knew, and said with a smile: "Friend Daoist Zhou is joking, I do have a spiritual beast, but it is not that fierce. It was just a small mistake, and it has been solved now."

Zhou Shanwei didn't get to the bottom of things. Everyone has secrets, and the owner of Qingfeng Tea House, who was a secretive person, gave him a feeling of unfathomability. He flicked the strings under his hand, bringing out a string of pleasant piano sounds: "That's it, that's it. I wonder if the poster is free now? I've been explaining a section of "Yi" these days. I have many doubts, and I have long wanted to ask the poster. I want to ask for advice. I wonder if I can get what I want today?”

Although Liu Qinghuan wanted to go back to the backyard immediately, he couldn't help the other party's face at this time. He walked over with a smile and said, "I don't know which part it is? Fellow Taoist, I'm too polite. I don't dare to ask for advice. Let's discuss it together."

A male monk who was sitting in front of the window holding a book and smiling said: "Haha, Brother Zhou is still more proud! The host has been more and more busy recently, and often the dragon appears but never ends, so today we have caught it. Those fellow Taoists who did not come today can It’s a big loss. You missed the poster’s sermon. You can cry later! Brother Zhou, please tell me!”

This statement immediately attracted the echoes of others, who gathered around him with great interest.

In this way, Liu Qinghuan was not able to escape until sunset. After instructing Jiang Nianen to buy new furniture and decorate the small room, he said: "I will close the quiet room in the next few days to deal with some private matters. The teahouse will remain open as usual. If anyone comes to see me, just say I'm away."

Jiang Nianen responded repeatedly: "What if there is an emergency?"

"If there is an emergency, just knock three times on the quiet room door." Liu Qinghuan said, and took out another jade pendant: "After inputting mana into this jade pendant, a protective shield will appear to prevent me from appearing in time or unexpected events. "

After making arrangements, Liu Qinghuan entered his residence and walked along the stairs to a wall in the cellar. With a pinch in his hand, ripples appeared on the wall, and a round hole opened, with the quiet room door behind it.

After entering, he opened all the magic circles and sealed the cave. Then he summoned the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, and in a blink of an eye, he was in the small courtyard of Daqingshan.

Xiao Hei ran over: "Master."

Liu Qinghuan looked at it: "When did you wake up?"

"Hey, just a few days ago."

"Looking at how proud you are, you have gained a good harvest this time?"

Xiao Hei grinned widely: "The poison of the Blazing Sky Scale is a bit overbearing, but the effect is also very good. I plan to eat all the remaining poison in the next two days, and I should be able to reach the middle stage of the third level by then."

Liu Qinghuan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, practice hard, and I will find something more poisonous for you later."

Xiao Hei happily responded: "Master, are you here to harvest mature elixirs? I have already collected them and placed them in the spiritual materials room."

"Thank you for your hard work." Liu Qinghuan said, "I have other things to do."

He looked at the spiritual eye spring in the courtyard: "Where are Chu Yi and Ying Niang?"

"They went down the mountain to find dolls to play with."

The doll is the Pulse Soul. Liu Qinghuan said with a smile: "You guys get along well. Okay, you can go on your own. I will be in seclusion for a few days. If you hear or feel anything, don't worry about it."

After giving the instructions, he entered the courtyard, came to the retreat room, and activated the magic circle in the room.

The noise caused by those weird words was too great, and the small courtyard in the Eagle's Nest City might not be able to withstand the impact, so he simply chose to enter the Songxi Cave Sky Map.

He took out the jade talisman and the yellow cloth, thought about it, and then put the yellow cloth away.

The spiritual power in his body was exhausted when he was transcribing that piece of animal skin today, but he just wanted to confirm a few things, so it should be enough.

Holding the jade talisman in his hand, a continuous stream of spiritual power flowed smoothly into his arm, inputting from the first small point at the tip of the jade talisman, then jumping into the next vertical line, and going down in sequence. When it reached the end, it didn't flow in the same direction. A new line flows to the back of the jade talisman.

Liu Qinghuan remembered this and watched as the faint aura spread through the lines one by one, traveling back and forth on both sides without any stagnation in the middle. Until halfway through the pattern, that spiritual power suddenly penetrated into the jade talisman!

Sure enough!

Liu Qinghuan's eyes burst into scorching light. He once input his spiritual power into the jade talisman, but never got a response, just because the way he input it was wrong.

Mobilizing more spiritual power to flow into the jade talisman, just like when transcribing animal skins before, the influx of spiritual power began to increase exponentially. Each additional line passed through would increase the demand for spiritual power.

Liu Qinghuan had a feeling that this jade talisman would require more spiritual power than the animal skin.

At the same time, a sharp light shot out from the jade talisman, as if the sword that had been sleeping for a long time was suddenly pulled out of the scabbard. The strong sword energy stung his palms slightly, and he raised his hand and threw the jade talisman into the air.

The cyan spiritual power drawn out formed a rainbow bridge, which continued to flow into the jade talisman, making the sharp light grow stronger and stronger.

This completely different reaction from that animal skin made Liu Qinghuan's interest even higher!