The meeting in Shenghuan Temple is over.

Someone will naturally clean up the mess left by Shen Yi's punch in front of Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Dao Qiongcang doesn't have to worry about these little things.

Crossing the sea of ​​clouds, turning from the Holy Mountain to Tianji Ridge on the mountainside behind, and entering the Dayan Cave, your heart will feel like you are returning home, and you will usher in a moment of tranquility.

"It's better here..."

Dayan Cave Heaven is one of the spiritual sites of Dao Qiongang on the Holy Mountain.

This place was originally just a place for him to practice heavenly secrets. Later, because the impact was too great, it was carved out, sealed into a space, and became his personal property.

Unlike other spiritual sites that still require some servants to take care of them, Dayan Cave Heaven looks full of life, but there is no human voice.

No one comes and goes here all year round, it is an established rule.

But even though the mountain is full of bamboo forests, there are also birds and animals here. When you step inside, your first impression is still that it is spotless.

Even the flying sand and rocks on the ground seem to be rich in the rhythm of heaven.

When the wind blows, every blow of the sand will fall where it should.

Dao Qiongtian walks into the bamboo forest.

The forest is rustling.

Bamboo, birds, beasts, stones, flowers, grass, clouds, air, wind, light, color, sound...all the natural elements of heaven and earth are constantly changing their positions as he settles step by step.

Thousands of changes occur every step of the way, and the factors involved are countless.

After ten steps, the semi-sage arrived, and he may not even remember clearly what kind of arrangement and combination he had just walked through in the Dayan Cave.

The sky is a leisurely walk.

If outsiders come here, they don't know what the consequences will be if they make a wrong move.

Not long after, I walked from outside the forest to the south-center direction.

The mountain scenery of Dayan Cave has transformed from lush forests and bamboo trees into a fragrant peach blossom garden.

It's obviously not late outside, but it has entered darkness early here.

Dao Qiongcang paused, and after a few dozen breaths of silence, he quickly took three steps to the north.

The first step is one foot.

The second step is one foot two.

The third step is only three feet three.

"Buzz!"

His eyes fell into absolute darkness, he could not see his fingers, and the sky entered a closed world.

"Gululu..."

There was a sound like someone spitting bubbles in the water, and it lasted for a long time.

Dao Qiongtian never paid attention to it.

In the darkness, he slowly took off his shirt.

I still couldn't see anything in front of me, but if I walked a few steps forward according to my memory, I could touch a medicine bucket.

Dao Qiongcang climbed in, soaked in the medicine bucket, and slowly soaked his whole body, including his head, in the non-sticky and non-thick medicine liquid, letting the surging power soothe his muscles and spirit.

"Gululu..."

He also started spitting out bubbles.

After half a stick of incense had passed, Dao Qiongcang's head emerged from the liquid.

As if he had finished practicing, he gently exhaled a long breath in the darkness.

"Phew, I feel comfortable..."

"How is the outside world?" came a deep voice from the side.

"Are you awake?" Dao Qiongcang didn't even look back. He was obviously used to the presence of this voice. "Everything is fine."

"I heard that most of the five holy emperor families have joined the world and occupied the majority of the seats in the ten-member council. Chaos will arise. Is this okay?"

"not my business."

"The Holy Slave is difficult to deal with. If nothing else happens, Ba Zun will tie up Xu Xiaoshou as the second-in-command. He will still be the biggest surprise next." The voice said again.

"Yes."

"Forget it, the Xuyue Gray Palace in the Southern Territory will not be peaceful. The Lord of Baiwei Palace should be able to see the ambition of the Holy Slave. If he doesn't follow up, he will never have a chance to get involved."

"You calculated well."

"Bazun understands that they did not dare to cooperate in the past, and they may not have the courage in the future. There is a high probability that the new 'Master Shou' will be needed to act as a middleman at this time, so the key lies with him."

"Well," Dao Qiongcang looked through the darkness, "Xu Xiaoshou has already arrived in the Central Territory."

The voice in the darkness laughed silently.

"The storm is coming soon!"

The conversation fell into a brief pause.

There was only deathly silence around, but not even the sound of breathing or heartbeat could be heard.

It's as if there is no living thing here.

"Continue." Dao Qiongcang said.

The voice rang again: "If I were you, things would change in the Eastern Region later. Xiao Kongtong needs to be captured as soon as possible. One month later, when the list of Seven Sword Immortals is finalized, one of them may be canonized."

"continue."

"Changde Town in Qingyuan Mountain needs to set up defenses early. The eagle cannot restrain the flamingo. When the time comes, it will be too late to go."

"continue."

"Everyone in the world would be moved by the power of slaying a priest at the Ranming Ruins alone, but it is impossible for the Eight Masters to be moved. He must have other motives." The content of what this voice talked about was extremely jumpy and spanned a huge span.

"Continue." Dao Qiongtian never wavered.

"...It seems that you have thought of everything I thought. In that case, how can I continue? There is no need."

"What you said is really not surprising. This is a step back." Dao Qiongcang smiled.

In the darkness, that voice became silent again.

"Then let's talk about progress." Dao Qiongcang paused, "During the period when you were unconscious, you died."

"Oh?" The voice was a little more surprised, "How did I behave?"

"You have feelings and righteousness, you have desires and demands, you have tricks, and you have principles. In short, you are impeccable. You are far better than me."

"I don't dare." There was more gurgling sound from the medicine barrel next to it, as if someone had completely exposed his upper body. "The design of No. 64 still has obvious shortcomings."

"for example?"

"For example, he is very good in all aspects, but he is by no means outstanding. If I compare him with you..."

"Are you trying to say that someone would suspect that I am too stupid to take a fancy to an ordinary genius like him?"

"right."

"But I am Dao Qiongang, and the world will always think more highly of me, and then they will think that they are wrong. He may have other cleverness, but they don't see it."

"..."

"It makes sense, right? This is the weight of 'name'." Dao Qiongcang stood up with a smile.

He slowly picked up the bath towel on the shelf, wiped himself, stepped out of the medicine bucket, put on his clothes, and walked outside, saying smoothly:

"It's time, I have to leave."

"They are still staring at me. I can't do anything. Everything else can only be left to you."

"I will." The voice in the darkness was very solemn, and finally said, "Besides, are there any other tasks? I want to go out for a walk."

Dao Qiongcang walked to the position where he had just entered the dark environment and stretched out his hand, his expression invisible.

"Then go to the Southern Territory to preach!"

"The Southern Territory is a fertile soil that can produce the most beautiful flowers of heaven. That is the paradise you and I yearn for most!"

With a snap, he snapped his fingers and disappeared.

In the darkness, a faint light from heaven suddenly lit up.

There was a crash in the medicine bucket, and a naked man appeared.

His waist was leaning on the edge of the bucket, and his upper body was weakly hanging outside. His long wet hair fell down, covering his face that he tried to lift up.

As if he wanted to touch something, he stretched out his hand to grab a handful in the air, but found nothing.

He gave up and let himself hang on the medicine bucket.
To be continued...