Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan stood in the passage, listening carefully to the faint sounds coming from around him.

He had been inquiring these days, and he didn't know whether it was the Qingming monks who wanted to conceal it, or whether they didn't know much. There was very little information about Baojing Palace. He only knew that there was a large maze full of murderous intent inside.

The door behind him disappeared the moment he came out, turning into a solid stone wall, as if it had never been there.

The wheezing wind echoed in his ears. Liu Qinghuan was careful not to touch anything, jumped up, and floated forward silently.

The light in the passage is very dim, but it is not so dark that it is impossible to see. The hidden murderous intention is like a knife blade hanging above the head. It has not fallen yet, but it makes people nervous.

At this moment, there was some kind of extremely weak "click" sound mixed in the wind that was difficult to distinguish, like someone hiding in the darkness and biting a bone, or like something mysteriously sliding past.

Liu Qinghuan stopped suddenly and found that not far ahead, two door openings appeared strangely on both sides of the wall.

He was certain that just a breath ago, there were just iron walls.

The front of the passage was also blocked by a wall, cutting off the path.

"Nine Palaces and Bagua changes? Or is it another mechanism?"

It was actually possible to complete the change so silently and quickly without him noticing.

The two doors were both wide open, one projecting a faint light, but the other was dark, like a big mouth ready to devour people.

Liu Qinghuan took out a low-grade spiritual stone and threw it forward.

"Ding-dang-dang-dang..."

A series of rolling sounds of spiritual stones sounded in the passage, nothing unusual.

His consciousness was blocked when he approached the door frame. Through a light curtain as thin as smoke and dust, the bright door looked like a star pool in the night sky. There were many light clusters floating inside, and the light clusters branched out into several light filaments. Swim back and forth freely.

"What is this?"

Liu Qinghuan moved closer, and finally saw that what was wrapped in those light balls was a dry meat ball-like thing, with long glowing tentacles trailing behind it.

"Want to make a choice?"

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and summoned Fu Bao.

Fu Bao had been in seclusion for a long time. When he jumped out, he noticed that the situation was different: "Master?"

Liu Qinghuan took two steps back and pointed at two completely different rooms: "Don't you have a talent for treasure hunting? Let's see, which one to choose?"

Fu Bao grabbed his ears and looked around: "Um...huh? Oh!" He spread his hands and said, "I don't feel it at all!"

"What's the use of you?" Liu Qinghuan said disgustedly: "Forget it, you should go back."

"Ah?" Fubao quit, not wanting to stay in the spirit beast bag, so he pointed to the left: "Enter this room!"

He was referring to the room with floating meat balls. Liu Qinghuan asked suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Fubao said nonsense seriously: "The so-called invisible danger is the real danger. The dark room is not a good place at first glance, and although the star stings in this room look scary, as long as they are Just don’t use your spiritual consciousness and avoid their tentacles.”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be surprised: "Star sting... what is it?"

Fu Bao was proud of what he knew but Liu Qinghuan didn't know: "This is a kind of monster that absorbs star power. They have no eyes, no hearing, not even a mouth, and their temperament is very docile - the premise is that they don't want to Use your spiritual thoughts in front of them. They will capture the power of other people's spiritual thoughts, and you monks always use your spiritual consciousness to feel everything around you. If you don't know it, it will be difficult to get rid of it! "

"Ahem!" Liu Qinghuan, whose spiritual thoughts had been dispersed within a week of his body, silently retracted them: "... Weird! Why is there such a thing here?"

But since Fubao was so sure, he believed it for once.

Liu Qinghuandao took out the Fusheng Sword, locked his spiritual thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness, and easily passed through the light curtain on the door.

Obviously, the function of this light curtain is not to prevent people from entering, but to prevent the things inside from coming out.

Fu Bao changed back to his original self, hid behind him thiefly, and followed him through the door.

Some of those star stings are floating in the sky, some are spread out on the ground, and some are crowded together. The bright stars shining on them have a confusing beauty.

Liu Qinghuan's feet seemed to be stepping on a piece of breeze, carefully avoiding the flying light strands, and slowly flew forward.

Sure enough, as Fubao said, the star stingers didn't feel the presence of outsiders in their territory at all, and they were still floating around on their own. In addition, they seemed to like to cuddle up, so there were a lot of gaps for them to walk through.

When I entered the house, I realized that the house was so high that I couldn't see the top. When I looked up, I saw stars filling the air. There were stone platforms at regular intervals, climbing up at random intervals.

Liu Qinghuan first searched the surrounding walls and found no trace of a door, then raised his head.

Fu Bao whispered: "Wow, these star stingers must have been hungry for a long time. They are almost dry. There are still dead ones on the ground over there."

"Don't worry about that, follow us, let's go up there and take a look."

Each of the stone platforms above was occupied by star stingers, piled into a pile like countless balls of yarn.

Because he couldn't use his spiritual consciousness, Liu Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable, so he could only try to find a way out among the colorful starlight.

At this time, the gray donkey suddenly jumped forward, accidentally touched a piece of light, and cried out with a "ouch".

A deep scar suddenly appeared on his back. It swelled up in an instant, and the surrounding skin turned bright red, showing signs of poisoning.

"Why are you running around!" Liu Qinghuan scolded, using his sword to push the light thread away, and then took out a pill bottle from his sleeve, poured out the clear green liquid and quickly applied it on it.

"Is this what you call a docile temperament?"

Fu Bao turned his head anxiously: "Over there! There is something over there!"

Liu Qinghuan said "hmm" and stood up.

"It's the stage above. Master, look at it!"

Liu Qinghuan squinted his eyes and saw a spindle-shaped tip exposed through the gaps between the flying light strands, emitting a trace of blood-colored light.

"It seems like... an arrow?"

"Haha!" Fu Bao grinned in pain and smiled proudly: "It must be a good thing!"

It's just that there are many star stings gathered on it, and countless tentacles are like seaweed swaying in the wind, making it difficult to even get close.

Liu Qinghuan tried to use the Fusheng Sword to push a star sting aside, but although the opponent did not attack him, it was obvious that he was very attached to his territory and turned around and lay back.

Liu Qinghuan was helpless when he heard the extremely subtle "click" sound that had appeared before sounded again.

Then, a door slid open silently on a stone platform below, and a woman's scream came from behind the door.

"Senior brother, there is a door here!"