Eternal Tranquility

In the world of immortality, the higher the level of cultivation, the more secretive the monks are about their real names, for fear that others will use their real names to cast powerful spells or magical powers to harm themselves. Therefore, high-level monks are basically addressed by Taoist names or names.

In the past, because there was no way to know other people's real names, and due to limitations in cultivation and magic power, Liu Qinghuan rarely had the opportunity to use the most powerful magical power of the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen.

But now, this shortcoming seems to be made up for by the Cause and Effect Monument. Looking at the word "Wei Wei" on the paper, Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and the Qianqiu Samsara Pen that had fallen to an unknown place returned to his hand. Layers of runes turned into shimmering light and dissipated, the first seal, the second seal, the third...

At this moment, there was no pause in the movement of his hands to remove the seal, and there was not even a thought in his mind. Just like it was a matter of course, the third seal that had been unable to be unlocked was finally loosened, and there was a gap.

A mysterious feeling came from the dark pen body. Liu Qinghuan's body trembled slightly. Seizing the feeling of this moment, he lifted the Qianqiu Samsara Pen and slowly placed it on the paper that exuded a strong golden light.

The current cause and effect stele no longer looks like a stone tablet, or should it be called a cause and effect book?

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan's body suddenly burst into brilliant Yangshen virtual fire. The flames danced and condensed into a line of fire that fell on the body of the pen——

He paused his pen and turned pale: The Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen at this moment absorbed not only his magic power, but also his soul power!

This was a phenomenon that had not happened before, at least it had not appeared when he killed the demon cultivator in Zhuoyuan. He didn't know if it was because of the Karma Monument, or because Yujiu was a Mahayana cultivator and his soul was much more powerful than him?

After all, even if the opponent only has a ray of remnant soul left, he can still perform the Extreme Sun Killing Realm and almost trap him to death.

Different from the black ink in the past, the tip of the pen was as sharp as a sword as if dipped in gold-hardened cinnabar. Liu Qinghuan endured the emptiness and fatigue of having his soul power drained away, and the hand holding the pen drew a stroke diagonally steadily...

Yujiu, who had dispersed most of the ghosts, suddenly felt something was wrong. When he lowered his head and looked, he couldn't help but see the ghosts coming out!

"No!"

A thin crack extended from the center of his eyebrows and penetrated his entire soul. Golden-red flames spurted out, as if to tear him in half.

The Yin-Yang Dao realm trembled violently, like a burst bubble, the Yin Qi burst out, the Yang Qi was annihilated, and began to collapse from the foundation...

The Jiyang Killing Realm also cracked open. When Liu Qinghuan looked up, he saw Yujiu who was frantically trying to gather the surrounding Yin Qi. He had a look of fear that he had never seen even when he was burned by the Jinglian Tribulation Spirit Fire. On the face of this arrogant Mahayana demon cultivator.

He is scared!

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were cold. Even though that stroke caused him to lose a lot of soul power, he still couldn't stop him from adding the last stroke.

"This cause and effect has dragged on until now, so it should all be over!"

Yujiu raised his head blankly. His whole body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, and golden-red flames burst out. Finally, he opened his mouth, but without making any sound, it scattered into ashes all over the sky.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

If the two of them had not planted the seeds of doubt when they first met in the Mingshan Battlefield...

If Yujiu didn't have greed in his heart and pursued Liu Qinghuan...

if……

However there is no if.

Cause and effect in the world, if there is a cause, there will definitely be an effect. Or your cause and my effect. Or a cause can produce countless fruits.

In short, from the moment Liu Qinghuan got the Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle, from a young Nascent Soul monk, the relationship with Yujiu that lasted for more than a thousand years finally achieved its final result today.

All the strange phenomena in the Tao realm disappeared, and the evil mirror stage reappeared in front of him. Liu Qinghuan fell to the ground without any force. The massive loss of soul power made his face pale and pale, which was not much different from that of Fan Gui, who was rushing towards him.

"Brother Liu, are you injured?"

Liu Qinghuan shook her head feebly and forced herself to stand up. When she looked up, she saw the person standing under the evil mirror.

"Xing, Xingjun?"

Only then did all the ghosts notice Judge Cui's arrival, and they all saluted. The few surviving yakshas looked at each other and suddenly realized that there was such a big mistake in today's errand and they would definitely be punished. They couldn't help but shrink their shoulders and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

However, Judge Cui ignored them and walked slowly to Liu Qinghuan. His eyes slipped from the pen and paper in his hand and said, "It seems that you have successfully survived this disaster."

Liu Qinghuan also looked at his two Yuan Shen Dao tools and replied: "Yes. Mr. Xing, I think..."

Judge Cui stopped him from saying anything else: "I know what you want to ask. Since you have obtained these two treasures, they complement each other with the way you cultivate, so make good use of them. But..."

His tone became more serious: "Whatever you want to achieve, you have to pay a corresponding price. If you act recklessly for your own selfishness, I don't need to tell you. Heaven will punish you. Do you understand?"

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath. He didn't know how powerful the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen were that listed the treasures of chaos, but the power of the Book of Cause and Effect and the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen in his hand were already very powerful. As long as he knew the real names of others, Thousands of miles apart, three thousand realms apart, it can be wiped out with one stroke.

If such a terrifying magical power is manipulated by selfish motives, it will most likely cause serious consequences that are irreparable. Perhaps this is why Judge Cui dared to warn him.

Liu Qinghuan bowed slightly and said, "I respect Mr. Xing's teachings. Xiaoxiu understands."

"Very good." Judge Cui nodded: "In that case, just leave. The underworld is not the place you should come to."

He raised his hand and wanted to send Liu Qinghuan out of the underworld.

"Wait!" Liu Qinghuan shouted quickly: "Xingjun, there are still things left in my residence, can you let me tidy them up? In addition, I also want to say goodbye to all the friends I have gotten along with these days. After all, in the future I don’t know if we will see each other again.”

He pulled Fan Gui Cha down and winked at him.

Fan Guichai was stunned for a moment: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xing, please give him a few more days of grace."

Judge Cui looked at him deeply: "So, after three days, there can be no further delay."

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly agreed, and respectfully sent the other party off together with the other ghosts. Excitement and joy flashed across his face.

Fan Guichai nudged him with his elbow and whispered: "Why are you staying here? Is it because you can't bear to leave us?"

"What are you talking about!" Liu Qinghuan said: "I need to restore my mana. My Dao Tribulation is not over yet. I will be struck by lightning when I go out. If I don't recover well, something may happen."

Fan Guichai sighed: "I don't believe it, you must be a ghost!"

"Okay, okay, I have something to do." Liu Qinghuan said with shining eyes: "Brother Fan, do you want to make a deal with me?"