Chapter 1106 The Undercurrent Is Surging
Liu Qinghuan looked down and frowned.
On the ground below, there is a large town with crisscrossed streets and rows of houses. It must have been very lively before, but now most of the town is soaked in a pool of blood. Countless people fled in panic through the streets, but a group of black-clothed monks were chasing behind them, and they were chopped to the ground in a few strokes.
To the east of the town, there is a hill that is not particularly high, with pavilions and pavilions built there. It was originally a quiet and pleasant scene, but now most of it has been destroyed. The corpses lying on the ground tell the story of the brutality of the war. The remaining The fluctuations in spiritual power have not yet completely calmed down.
"Master, this town has been sealed with a formation, and the people inside can't escape." Gray Donkey shook his hair, transformed into a human form, and pointed to the courtyard and said: "It turns out that there is a family of cultivators over there. , but now it seems to have been wiped out.”
"Yes." Liu Qinghuan's eyes fell on the black-clothed and masked monks, his expression a little cold.
Fu Bao looked at it for a while, then suddenly shouted angrily: "All the monks in the town have been killed, don't they want to kill all the mortals in the town too!"
Generally speaking, although there are no express regulations in the world of immortality, most fights between monks will try to avoid involving mortals, because killing mortals does not have much benefit, and it will also harm the peace of the world. Most monks also claim to be aloof from the world, and they disdain to take action against weak mortals.
However, what was happening below was that a group of monks in black still refused to stop after wiping out a certain family of minor cultivators, and massacred the unarmed ordinary mortals in the town.
If it were an ordinary fight between monks, Liu Qinghuan would not be a nosy person. He would probably take one look and leave, but now he couldn't stand by and watch.
Although this town is not big, there are at least thousands of people living there, which means thousands of innocent lives!
What's even more cold-blooded is that the entire town has been set up with a formation to prevent escape. Those mortals are trapped in the formation and cannot escape even if they want to.
"Fu Bao." Liu Qinghuan called.
"Master?" Fu Bao quickly stood up.
"Go down and have a look and ask those people why they refused to leave after killing people and massacred all the mortals." Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes and said coldly: "If they can't give a legitimate reason, let's clean them up. "
Bullying occurs at any time and in any place. The underworld has not yet been filled, and the cruelty in the world has never stopped. And those who kill will always be killed, so that those people will also have a taste of being slaughtered.
Fu Bao responded and disappeared into the town below in a blink of an eye.
Liu Qinghuan only looked at it for a while and then looked away. It was just a group of low-level monks, so there was no need to worry that Fu Bao wouldn't be able to handle it.
He casually summoned a white cloud to sit down. He simply took out the remaining map of Xianzang and carefully examined the mountain patterns and waterways on the map.
On the way from Sunset City to Liushangzhou, Liu Qinghuan discovered that the mountains and rivers in the Yunjin boundary had many similarities with those in the residual map: they all had the same number of rivers, and the direction and distribution of the mountains were also somewhat similar.
The most important thing is that there are large trees with umbrella-shaped crowns and spindle-like branches growing on many watersides in the Yunjin realm. They have never been seen in other realms, and they should be unique to this realm.
And this kind of tree is also painted on the remaining pictures of Xianzang.
However, what makes Liu Qinghuan feel a little strange is that if Xianzang is in Yunjin Realm, why didn't Qu Laogui just tell him directly? This is not something that cannot be said.
In other words, the other party thinks that as long as he reaches the Yunjin world, he will understand it by himself, so there is no need to say more?
However, Liu Qinghuan only briefly thought about this trivial detail and then put it aside. When the time comes, he will wait until he has completed Qu Laogui's entrustment, and then use the wishing incense to ask the other party about the specific location of Xianzang. Well, it would save him the trouble of looking for it again.
After making up his mind, he put away the remaining pictures of the Immortal Treasure, looked down again, and began to close his eyes to rest.
An hour later, Fu Bao came back with a trace of residual blood, but his expression was inexplicably weird.
Liu Qinghuan asked: "What's the matter with your expression? Could it be that a few low-level monks have troubled you?"
"Of course not!" Fubao was dissatisfied with his master's contempt for his behavior. He protested a few words and then said: "I think they are so hateful. Instead of killing them, it is better to destroy their Dantian and hand them over to the mortals in the town. Disposal.”
His expression became a little indescribable, filled with surprise and disgust: "Then, some mortals suddenly rushed forward and beat up the black monks, first one, then another, and everyone rushed forward. When I separated the crowd, Those monks were almost chopped into pieces..."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be silent. Based on his understanding of human nature, this fact was too normal: a rabbit that was fearful a moment ago could turn into a ferocious wolf in an instant, driven by hatred.
He didn't want to say more about this, and looked back at the streets below where the cries were loud, then turned around and said calmly: "Let's go."
"Master." Fu Bao caught up and said in a mysterious manner: "I found that the identities of those monks in black are somewhat suspicious."
Liu Qinghuan actually didn't care much about the reason for this killing, because there were only a few answers, either for profit or vendetta, which really made no one want to explore.
However, seeing Fu Bao's enthusiastic look, he asked casually: "What's suspicious?"
"Several of them are not from the Yunjin world."
Liu Qinghuan's eyes sharpened and he stopped: "Are you sure?"
Fubao said with certainty: "I captured the one with the highest cultivation level among the group of people and searched his soul. I found that he came from an interface called Thunder Spirit Realm, and the other two also came from different interfaces, and they both came from Coming from the Mingshan War Territory.”
Liu Qinghuan understood as soon as he heard it. From the end of the war season in the Mingshan Battlefield, the struggle between Qingming and Jiuyou has reached an almost boiling intensity. In addition to the struggle on the surface, secretly running like this There are countless cases of going to the opponent's interface to kill people and seize treasures.
But he didn't expect that such an unknown interface as Lian Yunjin would become undercurrent.
After pondering for a while, and then remembering the reminder from the two guards in Sunset City, Liu Qinghuan just said: "These matters are left to the great monks in this world to take care of. There is no need for us to intervene. Let's go."
The master and servant continued on their way, this time without stopping on the way. Three days later they entered Liushangzhou and found the mountain range where the Haoran Gate was located.
After suppressing his cultivation to the state of becoming a god, he still pretended to be a friend. He was smoothly welcomed into the Haoran Gate and received personally by an elder.
After revealing his identity, there were polite greetings. When he finally got to the point, the elder thought for a long time and said, "Qingchen Fairy He Man'er? Wasn't this person taken back by our sect for making a big mistake two thousand years ago? Famous disc, have you been expelled from the sect?”