Chapter 1347 The Prototype of the Fairy City, the Yunmeng Mountain Lineage!

Looking from a distance...

Glowing with crystal light, the dreamlike city wall is like a nine-color sky that stretches across the sky.

Incomparably vast!

Each crystal wall is at least a hundred miles wide!

However.

The creator of all this, Cheng Buzheng, was sweating profusely.

"Too careless!"

"The consumption of spiritual power is beyond expectation."

"It seems that the formation will have to be arranged step by step!"

Obviously.

Even Cheng Buzheng, the god-transforming venerable, carved so many formation patterns that he could hardly bear it!

It can be seen that the consumption is huge!

despite this.

But Cheng Buzheng did not stop the movement of his hand, and saw the seal in his hand suddenly change.

The majestic mana is like a dug river bank, swarming out in a more ferocious manner.

Immediately afterwards.

A soft drink sounded throughout the world.

"solid!"

As the sound of this path containing great power spread out...

The powerful mysterious power swept out.

Next breath.

The four crystal liquid city walls that spanned the sky had undergone wonderful changes.

It quickly changes from liquid to crystallized solid!

Look again...

A square blue-grey crystal city wall came into Cheng Bizheng's sight.

It looks extremely simple, no different from ordinary cities.

But if you look closely, you can see that there are no gaps in the wall.

The most important thing is that lines appear on the blue-gray wall, without any hint of craftsmanship, as if they were grown naturally.

Cheng Buzheng, standing in the void, glanced at the wall in front of him, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Fortunately I didn't miss it!"

After one glance...

Cheng Buzheng withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged in the air, and drank a spiritual pill to restore the lost spiritual power and mana.

It is true that the cost of casting these four walls is too great!

Half a day later!

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at the wall that stretched across the sky in front of him...

Then his eyes fell on the long river of colored glaze suspended in the sky, and the densely packed colorful light clusters floating in the sky.

Immediately!

Cheng Buzheng also began to formally build the fairy city.

Previously, the four green-gray walls that stretched across the sky were to protect the Nine Color Formation.

If it is a wall connected on all four sides, it is the first means of protection...

The nine-color formation is the second protection method!

As for the formation pattern imprinted on the innate spiritual tree and innate spiritual plant, it is the last resort.

Coupled with bloodline restrictions...

It is not difficult to see that Cheng Buzheng really put a lot of thought into this.

Just when Cheng Buzheng was busy building a fairy city for future generations...

now!

Cheng Buzheng's descendants and Murong Wanwan were not idle either, they were also busy migrating.

Baiyun Mountains, three hundred miles away...

At the end of the road, a carriage appeared.

A seemingly ordinary scene is just the beginning!

Immediately afterwards, they saw one carriage after another, one after another, one after another, with no end in sight.

It's like a python crawling.

After an unknown amount of time, tens of thousands of carriages stopped in front of a small town.

at this time···

Figures flew out of the town.

The leader was a majestic-looking middle-aged man, with terrifying golden elixir pressure exuding from his body.

good!

This is none other than the second elder of Baiyun Sect, Cheng Changqing.

The following few monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were also monks from Baiyun Sect.

He is also a descendant of Cheng Changqing.

The moment Cheng Changqing and his party flew out of the town...

Parked outside the town, a handsome young man also walked out of the first carriage.

Although the coercion around this person is not as good as that of a strong Jindan person, it is still much more powerful than a monk in the Qi training stage.

This is a foundation-building monk.

He is also the grandson of Cheng Buzheng, the foundation-building true cultivator Cheng Qingyang!

When Cheng Qingyang saw a group of monks walking out of the town, he quickly greeted them, smiling and clasping his fists:

"I've met senior!

I’ve met several fellow Taoists! "

Seeing this, Cheng Changqing quickly returned a salute.

The several foundation-building monks behind Cheng Changqing saw that their ancestor Changqing had returned the gift, so they naturally did not dare to neglect.

Immediately.

Cheng Changqing waved to the juniors in the Foundation Establishment stage behind him and said:

“You go take care of your clan members first!

"Get ready to hit town!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

“···”

Immediately, several foundation-building monks walked away. Cheng Changqing seemed to have no scruples anymore. Then he joked with a smile in a familiar tone:

"Qingyang, don't do this again next time!

I really can't stand it when you salute me! "

"Uncle Clan, what are you talking about?"

"The world of immortal cultivation has always judged one's superiority based on one's cultivation, why can't I stand it!"

Hear the words.

Cheng Changqing smiled and said:

"In terms of seniority, you are my ancestor!

How can you call me uncle? "

"Isn't this playing the piano randomly?"

Having said that.

Cheng Changqing also had a good impression of Cheng Qingyang in his heart.

‘As expected of a descendant of our ancestors, his treatment of others is impeccable! ’

after all.

He has seen too many arrogant second-generation monks, and there are not many monks like Qingyang.

Because of this, Cheng Changqing is extremely satisfied with Cheng Qingyang.

Thoughts are turning.

Many thoughts flashed through Cheng Changqing's mind.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Changqing thought for a while and then said:

"How about this!"

"How about we treat each other as brothers and sisters from now on?"

"otherwise!

I don't have the guts to respond to that "Uncle"? "

Hear the words.

Cheng Qingyang pondered for a moment, then nodded.

After all, the seniority of his lineage is too high!

What's more, my grandfather is still the ancestor of the Baiyun Sect. Even if I give him a hundred courages, I don't dare to increase his seniority randomly.

As for the seniority of clan brother, although it is a bit unreasonable, it does not exceed it.

This is what I thought of.

Cheng Qingyang did not make things difficult for the other party.

He then nodded in agreement.

Immediately afterwards.

The two chatted for a while...

Cheng Changqing glanced at the endless carriage and then said:

"Brother Qingyang clan, what's going on with this big migration?"

This sudden large-scale migration really made it impossible for Cheng Changqing to rest for a moment.

In particular, it did take a long time to relocate the tens of thousands of mortals in this town and vacate the town.

And also need to buy a lot of daily necessities that mortals need.

Not only that, but you have to prepare a supply for several months.

Money doesn't matter, but with so much material movement, it's hard for even a monk to complete it in a short time?

If there were three large strategic flying boats in the sect, that would be easy to say!

But these three large strategic spaceships were also taken away by the old grandmother!

That's why...

During this period of time, let’s not talk about him as a golden elixir monk?

Even the juniors in his lineage who are in the Qi training stage can't be idle.

So much so that Cheng Changqing wanted to know what the purpose of this great migration was.

after all.

There have been no major changes in the Cheng Clan's Mortal Clan's headquarters.

However, when Cheng Qingyang heard this, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly, then shook his head and said:

"Don't say that the clan brother doesn't know!"

"Even I don't know!"

Immediately.

Cheng Qingyang seemed to have thought of something?

He hesitated for a while and then told about the previous events in Chengjia Village.

As Cheng Qingyang talked, Cheng Changqing seemed to understand something!

Obviously.

The ancestor felt that the ancestral land was no longer safe.

Only then were they prepared to separate the tribesmen without spiritual roots.

He also knew something about his ancestor's temperament.

The inheritance of ‘stable’ family tradition is a good example.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Qingyang said again:

"That's right, clan brother!

Before coming, grandma asked me to tell you whether your lineage of monks is definitely based on Yunmeng Mountain! "

"If not, it's best to re-determine the location of the spiritual land quickly!"

"What's wrong?"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Qingyang explained the independent plans of the three meridians!

After hearing about this, Cheng Changqing hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"I won't change it!"

"Just Yunmeng Mountain!"

"After all, apart from the three medium-sized spiritual veins in Jin State, the remaining spiritual veins are either small spiritual veins or micro-spiritual veins!"

"And with the size of my vein, I have reached the top of occupying the small spiritual vein of Yunmeng Mountain!"

"Oh well!"

"When I get back, I will report back to my grandmother."

"However, brother, you have to wait for a while, my grandfather is currently in retreat!

Only after your grandfather ends his retreat can he find time to help your lineage build a clan-protecting formation and build a treasure house. "

"No problem!"

"this is necessary!"

Although he said that, Cheng Changqing also had a little knot in his heart!

Although the branching of the veins was already predestined, this can be seen from the arrangement of the ancestor back then.

It used to be two meridians, but in the future it will probably be three meridians.

But I just don’t know that Baiyun Sect will be controlled by the ancestor’s lineage in the future?

Or is his line in charge?

If it were before...

He was extremely certain that the ancestor of Baiyun Sect must be a monk of his lineage.

Maybe, with the help of his ancestor, he can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm and take charge of the Baiyun Sect!

But it’s hard to say now?

After all, the ancestor now has his own descendants.

Although the cultivation level of the monks of the ancestor's lineage is still low now, the ancestor's lifespan is still very long and he can afford to wait.

Because of this, Cheng Changqing lost the confidence he had in the past.

But his anger has not disappeared!

The struggle to cross the immortal road lies in the word struggle.

Fight for resources!

Fight for opportunities!

Give in...

It only ends sadly.

Although Cheng Changqing also wanted to compete in his heart, he didn't show anything unusual on the surface.

He still talked to Cheng Qingyang with a gentle expression on his face.

the other side!

Under the auspices of the monks of the Cheng family, the mortals of the Cheng family village who got off the carriages one after another, as well as the clansmen who had previously lived in the county, prefectural city, and other places...

He walked into the already deserted town in an orderly manner.

Busy from morning to sunset...

Only then did Cheng Changqing and other mortals move to the small town and settle down.

At this time...

Cheng Qingyang took a look at the sky and said:

"Brother, it's getting late!"

"I should also go back and recover."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and said:

"By the way, clan brother, don't forget to arrange for monks from the clan to guard this town!"

"The world is quite chaotic now, horse bandits emerge in endlessly, and occasionally there are monster beasts that awaken their bloodline!"

"The unarmed tribesmen cannot resist."

"rest assured!"

"Can't forget."

"····"

at the same time!

The end of a certain void...

Three flying boats that covered the sky and sun emerged, passing through the sea of ​​clouds.

in a blink.

The three spaceships have disappeared at the end of the sky.

At this time, on the deck of the giant spaceship flying at the front, stood a woman wearing a palace skirt.

Looking at her back, she knew that she was definitely a female cultivator with a devilish figure.

at this time···

A figure suddenly floated up from behind, then lowered his head and clasped his fists and said:

"Grandma, there's not enough fresh water!"

Hear the words.

Staring at the end of the void, the female cultivator slowly turned around.

Then the world-famous appearance was revealed.

However, the elderly monk who stood with his head bowed did not dare to show any disrespect and continued to stand with his head bowed.

good.

The female cultivator with the appearance of a fish and a geese is none other than Murong Wanwan.

The old man is from the lineage of Hidden Immortal Island.

Previously, he also conducted enlightenment for the descendants of Cheng Buzheng's lineage.

This time, these monks also happened to return to the land of the Endless Sea Tribe along with the large migrating troops.

at this time···

Murong Wanwan opened her thin lips and spoke slowly:

"What about the food?"

"There should be enough food to last a few months!"

Hear the words.

Murong Wanwan nodded and said:

"Well!"

"Let's find a place to land near a mortal city later!"

"It's just a good time for the tribesmen to repair themselves. After all, these tens of thousands of tribesmen are all mortals, but they have no cultivation base."

"Over time, it is extremely easy to get sick!"

"If I want to save him then, I won't be able to do anything at all."

"Thank you grandma for your kindness."

"Okay, go down and inform!"

"yes!"

"By the way, maintain order. I don't want what happened last time to happen again."

"Disciple understands!"

“···”

Immediately afterwards.

The old man retreated and then informed the monks in the three flying boats.

At the same time, tens of thousands of mortals in the three spaceships were also doing nothing, chatting with people they knew.

"Hey...how long will it take to reach the endless sea that the immortal master said!"

"My bones are all rusty!"

"Just be content!"

"Didn't it be repaired seven days ago?"

"And it took me a full afternoon to repair it."

"Besides, we can board the fairy ship, what a blessing it is!"

"Have you forgotten that Li Xiaoer and the others were envious when they saw us being picked up on the flying boat?"

"That is!"

"Our surname is Cheng, and the Immortal Master is also our ancestor. No matter how rich the Li family is, they don't have such an immortal connection."

"And I heard from the immortal master that in the Endless Sea, one person can get at least thirty acres of land!

And when you have nothing to do, you can still catch fish! "

"I heard that there will be immortal masters stationed there then."

"It shouldn't be possible!"

"How big can an island be? And I heard that there are people living on that island, and they all have the surname Cheng!"

"You don't know this!"

"I heard that the island is huge, bigger than our mansion!"

"Even if the number of people is ten or a hundred times greater, there will still be enough space for you to farm."

"The key thing is...

Once your son tests out his spiritual roots, he will be taken to the fairy island, and..."

"····"

at this time···

A loud voice sounded, instantly suppressing all sounds in the flying boat.

"It will be repaired later, please don't disrupt the order again!"

"If there is another dispute, the allocated fields will be cut in half."

"do you know?"

"Master Immortal, don't worry. Who dares to disrupt the order? I want him to look good!"

"····"