Liu Qinghuan said: "Treasure Mirror Palace?"

It sounds like a name for a secret realm.

It turned out that many thousands of years ago, Qingming had an ugly incident. The leader of a sect in a large sect was revealed. From a great cultivation of respect and righteousness, he turned into a vicious and vicious person who deceived the world and thieves overnight.

Ironically, the great cultivator was originally respected as the Taoist of Forget-Ren, which originally meant "the most benevolent and forgot-Ren". As a result, the word "the most benevolent" was gone, leaving only "forgot-Ren", which ended up being infamous and everyone shouted to kill.

Taoist Wangren was full of ambition and wisdom. His repeated siege and killing allowed him to escape from heaven, and he did many evil things along the way. It was not until the Taixuan Zhenren of Haosheng Garden came out of the mountain that he disappeared from then on and became unknown.

However, this person was not willing to accept it. After lurking to the Mahayana realm for many years, he returned to his original sect. Not only did he massacre all the people in the department, but he also looted the treasure house inside the sect and kidnapped countless spiritual treasures.

This man was also proficient in mechanisms and built his cave into a maze of numerous mechanisms and murderous intent. Those monks who came to seek revenge or other purposes were trapped in it and never appeared again.

"This is the origin of the Baojing Palace." Huayang said, picking up tea to moisten his throat: "But although Taoist Wangren escaped the pursuit of countless monks, he did not pass the increasingly severe heavenly tribulation after the Mahayana period."

"So that's it." Liu Qinghuan said: "What's the big and small flying order?"

Huayang said: "After the death of Taoist Wangren, Baojing Palace was closed and hidden into the void. After a few years, someone suddenly found an empty palace in the Qingcang Cloud Sea, and then it will appear once every ten thousand years."

"When the big and small flying orders will appear in various realms of Qingming within five hundred years when the Baojing Palace is about to be opened, the Big and Small flying orders can enter the upper palace of the Baojing Palace, and the Small flying orders can enter the lower palace."

Liu Qinghuan asked again: "Then why do you think Changying is related to this matter?"

"He always carries a sword box on his back." Seeing that he didn't understand, Huayang explained: "Flying Xuan Ling is about one foot long and cannot be stored in the ring or storage space, and can only be carried with him. Changying is not a sword cultivator, so he is carrying a sword box on his back in every day, obviously there is a ghost."

He sighed again: "The Taoist Wangren is really a person with great ability. Even if he is dead, he can still make the whole Qingming uneasy. It can be said that he has a great disaster."

"Flying Suspension Order..." Liu Qinghuan turned the teacup thoughtfully.

"What, fellow Taoist Qinglin also wants to go to Baojing Palace?"

Liu Qing laughed and said, "If you get such an opportunity, you will naturally have to go in and take a look."

Hua Yang shook his head and said, "Only monks above the hollow level can enter the Baobao Mirror Palace, and merge, Mahayana can enter the Shangji Palace, Yin deficiency, and Yang reality can enter the Xiaji Palace. Not to mention that we have not reached the empty level yet, even if we want to leave the turbid abyss, it is difficult for the sea of ​​broken stars on the Dao Wuya."

Liu Qinghuan suddenly frowned: "This makes no sense. According to your guess, Changying has a flying order on his body. Is it to avoid being snatched away in the turbid abyss?"

Huayang thought about it and nodded, "This is possible."

"But the Turbid Abyss is not a place for cultivation. It is easy to get down, but you have to reach the level of the empty level when you go up. If he is in the late stage of the God Transformation, how can he ensure that he can reach the level of the empty level on the day the Treasure Mirror Palace is opened? If he cannot practice, isn't he equivalent to sending himself to prison?"

Huayang's eyes flashed: "Fellow Daoist Qinglin, that person's martial arts are very strange..."

“How to say it?”

"He can suck people!" Hua Yang said: "A few days ago, two demon cultivators came over with people. Changying fought with each other and continued to hit the fog layer in the sky. At that time, I finally got rid of the entanglement of another demon cultivator. Seeing that they couldn't get out of it for a long time, I prepared to help..."

When Huayang said this, his face became strange: "As a result, I saw Changying placing one hand on the demon cultivator's head through a thin layer of turbid mist, and the demon cultivator's body shrank and dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression sternly: "The method of seizing the power of the Demonic Way?"

Hua Yang said: "At that time, I immediately realized something was wrong, so I quietly retreated. After waiting for a while, I saw Changying coming down from above with a look of satisfaction. So I guess he was about to enter the Turbid Abyss and would not be unable to practice because he had no spiritual energy."

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment: "Not right...Is there anything wrong..."

As I was thinking, I heard a loud noise coming from outside. The large array of clouds and mists in the northeast direction rolled, and waves of brilliant inspiration burst out.

Fubao ran in quickly: "Master, Changying is here to call him!"

Huayang slapped the table: "This guy really has this idea! Fellow Daoist Qinglin, be careful."

Liu Qinghuan slowly stood up and said, "Since you've all come out, go and meet."

Just as he was about to reach the big formation, he suddenly thought of something, and his face changed...

Outside the formation, a group of people were attacking vigorously, and various magical instruments and magic were greeted on the formation, while Changying stood behind the person with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the formation surged, and the sound of "天" suddenly sounded, and a lightning shot out like a sharp arrow.

Many low-level monks screamed and were knocked out, while those with high cultivation quickly dodged, and a large area in front of the formation was immediately cleared.

The formation then opened a hole of light, and a male cultivator in green walked out of it. He glanced at the person rolling on the ground indifferently before looking at Changying.

"You are Qinglin?" Changying looked at the other person and bowed his hands and smiled naturally: "Lower Qingming Changying lives next to you."

Liu Qinghuan nodded coldly: "So you are coming to me to say hello in this way?"

Changying still smiled: "Haha, who said that fellow Taoist is a hidden master? I am afraid that I will not see you in ordinary ways."

It was indeed a smiling tiger. Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to deal with him. His expression became cold and his pressure suddenly came out: "This place is the sphere of influence of my deity. If you don't want to die, get out of the grey stone for me immediately!"

The terrifying pressure swept out like a strong wind, and those low-level monks could not bear it, and there were many more people who vomited blood and were unconscious.

Changying looked surprised and took a step back: "Are you a cultivator in the Yinxu Realm?!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him lightly: "Fellow Daoist Changying is surprised? Are you also a cultivator in the Yinxu Realm? But your attitude of being a bad person, it seems that you have made up your mind to fight me?"

Huayang and Fubao behind him were stunned when they heard this. Seeing that Changying didn't say anything, they agreed, and were shocked.

Especially in Huayang, I suddenly felt a sudden realization!

It turns out that fellow Taoist Qinglin is a cultivator in the Yinxu realm. No wonder he kills a god like killing a chicken!

And Changying is the same? Then he offended him before... he couldn't help but feel worried.

Liu Qinghuan slowly turned his wrist, and the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen appeared in his hand, and the seals on it were dissolved layer by layer, blooming with the sparkling brilliance that belonged to the Xuantian Spirit Treasure.

Changying's pupils quickly shrank in the middle. If he had any doubts before, the Xuantian Spirit Treasure could only be controlled by the cultivation level above the empty level, but it was impossible to fake it.

His face changed a few times, and soon he raised a warm smile: "Hahaha, misunderstanding, today's affairs are all misunderstandings!"
Chapter completed!