Eternal Tranquility

It is not difficult to check the news of the Wanling World. As the famous interface of the Jiuyou side, there have been countless great demon cultivators. Many things have been figured out by the Qingming side.

However, the Qingluan clan is much more low-key than Liu Qinghuan imagined. Compared with the flamboyant Huofeng clan, they are quiet and leisurely. The Sanwei Mountain where they live is located in the desert wasteland and is locked by wind and sand all year round. .

Qingluan has gorgeous feathers, and its tail feathers are as gorgeous as clouds. In legends, they are mostly mounts for gods and are regarded as auspicious omens of peace and happiness.

However, the descendants of this clan are not prosperous, and the royal family is even more secluded. The current Queen Qingluan has ruled this clan for nearly 100,000 years.

Although the phoenix is ​​called the phoenix, every nirvana process is very painful, no less than walking between life and death. After passing it, it will go through a long period of weakness, which can almost be said to be starting from scratch.

Liu Qinghuan inquired in many ways, but in the end he couldn't find much information. In the end, he could only put it aside for the time being and wait to inquire later.

The green mark on the back of the hand disappeared on its own not long after Qingxi left, and no trace could be found.

As time goes by, more and more people come to participate in the Sunday market, and Taicang City becomes more and more lively.

Although Liu Qinghuan found the other four characters of the Eight-Character Sword Jue, he didn't have time to study it thoroughly. It was rare to have a day to go to the market alone without being disturbed.

At other times, he is always surrounded by a group of people, and his every move will be watched, observed, and interpreted. He is always faced with temptations of unknown purpose, and it is inconvenient to do anything he wants to do.

The night before leaving Tai Cang Territory, Tai Qing Sect, which had been letting them roam around, finally took action. Liu Qinghuan received Chong Yi's invitation. However, when he arrived at Wuji Peak, what he saw was Master Hua Yi.

Zhenren Huayi is a middle-aged monk with a dignified appearance. He has a well-groomed beard and inherits the same tradition as Yun Mengze in choosing a palm. His cultivation level is only in the Yang Reality realm, which is not a first-class monk. The best in the world, but also surpasses most people.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan, Master Huayi waved and said, "Fellow Taoist Qingmu is here, come and sit."

He was sitting in a pavilion by the water, and the tea stove placed in a corner was simmering. The mellow aroma of tea wafted out with the hot air, and the smell was refreshing.

Liu Qinghuan paused for a moment. The aroma of tea was a bit familiar. He had smelled it before from Ming Yangzi, who loved tea.

With a knowing smile in his heart, he walked over, bowed and said, "Meet the Master."

Master Huayi made tea and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, I have nothing to do at the moment, so I came to ask for tea from Master Chongyi, but I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist."

He waved his hand gently, and a cup of tea fell gently in front of him: "Come and try it. This tea is called Xianju Songding. It is a tea recipe that has been left since ancient times. It has been widely circulated and has a long-lasting fragrance. Woolen cloth."

Liu Qinghuan slowly picked up the teacup, tasted it, and praised: "Good tea."

There was nothing else to say.

A trace of disappointment quickly flashed in Master Huayi's eyes, and he smiled and said, "If the tea is good, eat more."

Fill it up for him again.

Liu Qinghuan put down the cup and looked around: "Master, why don't you see Senior Chongyi?"

"Uncle Master just said that he thought of an interesting gadget, so he left temporarily. He will come back later. Please wait for a moment, fellow Taoist."

Liu Qinghuan said "Oh" and stopped asking. He sipped the tea calmly, as if the person sitting across from him was just an ordinary friend and not the head of a top sect in the world.

Master Huayi began to ask him whether he was comfortable living in the Taiqing Sect and whether any of his disciples were rude. His attitude was kind, easy-going, careful and thoughtful.

Liu Qinghuan answered one by one, and then heard Master Huayi ask: "Fellow Taoist, I must have traveled to many places in our world these days, but I don't know how I feel about it. How does it compare with your Yunmengze?"

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly and could only say: "The impression is naturally very good. The Wanhu Realm is worthy of being called the Great Realm. It has a vast territory and strong immortality. Most of the fellow Taoists are also very friendly and welcoming to me, that is... "

He smiled lightly: "It's inevitable that there is still some malice, which bothers me very much."

Master Huayi smiled very naturally and said: "Fellow Taoist, why should you care about those few noisy sounds? You know that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as most of them are good, that's fine. Do you think so or not?"

Thoughts flashed across Liu Qinghuan's face, he pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's what the real person said."

Seeing that he agreed, Master Huayi's smile became even brighter, he turned the tea cup in his hand and suddenly said: "I heard that you, Yunmengze, also have this fairy house called Songding? After drinking it, fellow Taoist, do you think it tastes the same?"

Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Although they are very different, they are different after all."

Master Huayi was startled and said, "How about you taste it again?"

As expected, Liu Qinghuan took another sip, shook his head and said: "Maybe it's because the two worlds have been separated for too long, and the water and soil are completely different. Even the taste of the same tea is somewhat different."

The atmosphere became a little solemn, and the smile on Master Huayi's face faded a lot.

At this time, I heard a burst of laughter, and rushed into the pavilion like a gust of wind: "Haha, I finally found it!"

The two people in the pavilion hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said to Yi Dali: "Get out of the way. I found a new game in the mortal world a few days ago. It is very interesting. I want you to play together today."

With a wave of his hand, all the tea stoves, cups and tables disappeared. A square mahogany table appeared in the middle of the pavilion, and he took out a stack of small shiny leaf-shaped cards.

Seeing that the two of them were still standing, Chong Yi raised his eyes and said, "Why are you still standing? Sit down."

Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to sit down and heard Chong Yi say excitedly: "But let's agree first, you two should shut down your consciousness and you can't peek at others. Hehe, this is called Ye Zi Ge Opera. It is very popular in the mortal world. How to play it It’s also very interesting and can be played by three or four people…”

Chong Yi crackled and explained that the so-called leaf grid game means that several people draw cards in sequence. The big ones can catch the small ones. When the cards are not out, they are turned into hidden cards to prevent others from seeing them. After the leaves are revealed, they are all placed on their backs, and the player calculates the unreleased cards from the exposed cards. In the end, whoever finishes first will win.

The rules are very simple, and you can understand them just by listening to them. However, the lowest of the three of them are all transformed into gods, and the highest of them have almost reached the Mahayana. In the eyes of mortals, they are no different from gods, but now they are playing the game of mortals?

Liu Qinghuan felt tired. It seemed that the Taiqing Sect would not give up until they found out why.

Chong Yi dug around in his arms, took out a bunch of spiritual stones, and threw them on the ground: "Haha, how can there be no stakes in gambling! For the sake of you being juniors, I won't take advantage of you. Divide these spirit stones and use them as gambling capital."

Liu Qinghuan was stunned. The ground was filled with spiritual energy, filled with top-quality spiritual stones!

At this point, it was obvious that he couldn't do anything without playing, so he had no choice but to pick up the cards.

From unfamiliarity to familiarity, it only took two rounds for the three of them to play well and find it interesting. This Ye Ge play actually has many similarities with Dui Yi, and it also pays attention to strategy and Skill.

However, Liu Qinghuan's whole body was tense. He certainly didn't believe that the two people opposite him, who had considerable influence in Taiqing Sect and even the entire Wanhu world, would just play games with him. In the end, they would definitely fall into temptation. Yun Mengze's stance on the matter.

He was ready to take advantage of him, but he didn't want Master Hua Yi to change his gentle temperament, become radical and not afraid of death, and actually blocked his cards as if he had a grudge against Chong Yi.

But Chong Yi, as a major cultivator, was as invisible as a reckless boy, shouting and killing Master Huayi.

The two of them fought, but Liu Qinghuan got the better of him. More and more top-quality spiritual stones were accumulated around him, forming a small mountain.

Leaf Ge Opera: It has a long history in our country. It appeared as early as the Chu-Han War and is considered the originator of poker, tiles and mahjong. For the development of the plot, it is incorporated into the article.

Have you ever seen monks playing Go or playing cards? Ha ha!

Double update tomorrow.