Chapter 449 Chen Xun came to the appointment today!
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
"Hehe, that's right, I reserved a place for you there. In a few years, we will also buy Jiuxiaotian Peak and let Qingli, Qingwan and the others practice there."
Chen Xun also had a bit of arrogance in his eyes, this is his dream, no one can understand it!
But judging from Mo Fuyang's demeanor, the same is true for the immortal cultivators in this world.
Who doesn't want to have a holy place to practice with peace of mind, and there are always a small number of immortal cultivators who fight and kill every day, and flee around to seize opportunities.
There was joy in Mo Fuyang's eyes, and he didn't care about the place Chen Xun had prepared for him at all, but said: "If the eldest lady enters the Taoist temple and tells her that she lives in Wugou Xianling on Lichen Island, no one dares to take it lightly."
Hearing this news, the first thing he thought of was Xiaohe's background and identity. She had already told Mo Fuyang about this.
The point is that Chen Xun doesn't intend to send her to the Taoist monastery as Tianjiao. She is regarded as a related household, so she needs to go through some back doors.
The main reason is for Xiaohe to broaden his horizons, and it is also good to make some friends.
Judging by the temperament of those Tianjiao, they would never target this kind of relationship. Others have their own circles.
"Don't worry, Lao Mo, you can cultivate with peace of mind first."
With a warm smile on Chen Xun's face, he has always had a good impression of Mo Fuyang, "It will take some years for the second Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit, so don't worry about your own lifespan."
Now he has started to re-improving the Taiwei Purple Immortal Tree with the Shui Ling Jue, but he doesn't know how effective it will be at that time.
The medicinal properties of elixir are uncertain, and it is also possible that things will be reversed in extremes.
He will have to study the next Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit with Lao Niu carefully. This is the only precious medicine left in the small world.
Mo Fuyang nodded heavily, no longer being hypocritical, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he will definitely not disappoint his predecessors.
He even planned to go outside to practice by himself after the eldest lady left the monastery.
You can't always rely on the resources and insights of your seniors, Xuan Weitian is very big.
"Just call me with the sound transmission plate if you have something to do, Lao Mo, let's practice hard."
At this time, the voice echoed in the cave, Chen Xun had gone away, Mo Fuyang was still deeply in his hands, and there was nothing but respect in his eyes.
After Chen Xun and the others came back, everything in Trash Island was on the right track, and the days just went by day by day without any disturbance.
……
Time flies, and the road to immortality is long and short. Every flickering moment is a journey, and every transformation is a baptism, exuding its own breath and vitality.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xun and the others have spent another 300 years of peace on the garbage island.
The sea area around Garbage Island is vast and boundless, with rippling blue waves and rough waves. Sometimes the waves hit the shore, stirring up pieces of waves, and sometimes the sea is calm and crystal clear like a mirror.
The sky was as clear as blue, and the clouds were misty and ethereal, as if they were about to drift away at any moment.
However, the five garbage islands under Tianyu are now full of dullness, and the Taobao people here are getting stronger and stronger.
Even the flashes of light in their eyes from time to time make people involuntarily think that they are disciples of some sect.
Moreover, the five garbage islands are no longer chaotic, and have even been divided into regions.
Every Taobao person is looking for garbage in an orderly manner, and then sends it to the teleportation array in the area.
Outside the area are the soul-raising and weeping spirit clan and the monks who joined the garbage recycling plant to guard, with a fierce aura exuding outside, and as far as the eye can see, they are all their own people.
They are no longer humble in their eyes, but have a wave of faith.
In the central area of a garbage island, Qingli is patrolling around.
Suddenly, many people from all parties picked up Lingxu's sound transmission tray, and a message came from it: The factory owner and the others had important matters to go out, and everything remained as usual.
As soon as this news came out, Qingli's eyes were fixed, and he looked into the distance, why did he feel something was wrong.
The factory owner has gone out quite casually for hundreds of years, and never notified everyone.
And it seems that they are still traveling as a family. Could it be that something big happened.
Thinking of this, Qingli felt a little uneasy, and suddenly turned to look at a barren mountain, where two vague figures could vaguely see drinking there.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't seem to be a big deal, Master Dao and Mr. Gu are still there."
Outsiders don't know about this barren mountain, but how can they not know that it has become quite terrifying now.
Even in the surroundings, I can feel my soul in a trance, as if I have come to the end of my own immortality.
Qingli was also secretly heartbroken, no one could understand Daoist's spells.
He had even seen Master Dao actually cast spells, and what he used was not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his body was definitely not spiritual power!
Their family is very sensitive to spiritual power, if it is true that spiritual power casts spells, why can't they see it.
Moreover, no one dares to underestimate Gu Lisheng on Garbage Island anymore. How can an existence who can be [-]/[-] with the Taoist master, and who can be mixed in the palm of Brother Shi, be an ordinary person.
These hundreds of years of words and deeds made them deeply believe that this person named Gu Lisheng definitely has a lot of background!
He stopped thinking about it immediately, and his people had more and more people's awakening talents.
However, after reading the pamphlet, they all regard it as the most holy saying of immortality, which is very low-key.
No one can know that when their race reaches the lowest point, there will still be strong people willing to give them a hand.
And this kind of help is definitely not based on the talent of their race. Every Taobao person here receives the same favor.
How much work they do and how many spirit stones they take, but this feeling of being helped by noble people is especially strong for them, and they are already willing to die for them!
Just as the news spread all over the place, these Taobao people just exchanged a few words casually.
The presence or absence of the factory owner actually has no bearing on them...nor their business at all.
The most important thing is the people who joined the garbage recycling plant. They became more vigilant, and the five island protection arrays have quietly opened.
The eldest lady once said: In recent years, many people have mixed in. They don't seem to come to Taobao, so be careful.
……
At this time, on a certain unnamed island, Chen Xun and the others had been away for more than a month before the news spread.
This island is desolate and quiet, and seems to have been forgotten by time. The vegetation on the island is withered, and only a few withered trees stand alone, as if telling some bleak story.
The sea breeze blows, only a few rustling sounds are heard, and the wild grass is swaying in the wind, but it cannot conceal the silence here.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was no trace of sunlight, only a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire island, but today in the mid-air, there were two figures facing each other far away.
They are tall and straight, and they are filled with a terrifying aura, which makes people dare not approach them.
On this small island, there seemed to be no other sound except their breathing and the sound of the waves.
The two stood in mid-air, one holding a black mountain axe, and the white clothes flapping in the sea breeze.
There was a deep death energy between his brows, like an unshakable mountain peak.
And the other man in black was holding an ancient golden battle spear, even if he waved it lightly, it felt as if the entire surface of the sea was lifted up, and the wind and waves were blowing towards his face, making it hard to breathe.
The fine lines on the golden ancient battle spear shone strangely under the gloomy sky, and seemed to contain infinite magic power!
hum—
There was a dull roar on the island, echoing in the sea.
Above the island, Chen Xun and Mo Yehan were still facing each other, and the surrounding air seemed to be condensed, making one feel a strong sense of oppression.
The aura of the two gradually rose, surrounded by the vastness of the sea and the sound of waves, two terrifying and absolute auras intertwined and collided in the air, making the aura of the world neigh!
A powerful aura exuded from their bodies, causing the entire island to tremble slightly...
Chen Xun came to the appointment today for the first battle agreed upon back then!
Chen Xun also had a bit of arrogance in his eyes, this is his dream, no one can understand it!
But judging from Mo Fuyang's demeanor, the same is true for the immortal cultivators in this world.
Who doesn't want to have a holy place to practice with peace of mind, and there are always a small number of immortal cultivators who fight and kill every day, and flee around to seize opportunities.
There was joy in Mo Fuyang's eyes, and he didn't care about the place Chen Xun had prepared for him at all, but said: "If the eldest lady enters the Taoist temple and tells her that she lives in Wugou Xianling on Lichen Island, no one dares to take it lightly."
Hearing this news, the first thing he thought of was Xiaohe's background and identity. She had already told Mo Fuyang about this.
The point is that Chen Xun doesn't intend to send her to the Taoist monastery as Tianjiao. She is regarded as a related household, so she needs to go through some back doors.
The main reason is for Xiaohe to broaden his horizons, and it is also good to make some friends.
Judging by the temperament of those Tianjiao, they would never target this kind of relationship. Others have their own circles.
"Don't worry, Lao Mo, you can cultivate with peace of mind first."
With a warm smile on Chen Xun's face, he has always had a good impression of Mo Fuyang, "It will take some years for the second Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit, so don't worry about your own lifespan."
Now he has started to re-improving the Taiwei Purple Immortal Tree with the Shui Ling Jue, but he doesn't know how effective it will be at that time.
The medicinal properties of elixir are uncertain, and it is also possible that things will be reversed in extremes.
He will have to study the next Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit with Lao Niu carefully. This is the only precious medicine left in the small world.
Mo Fuyang nodded heavily, no longer being hypocritical, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he will definitely not disappoint his predecessors.
He even planned to go outside to practice by himself after the eldest lady left the monastery.
You can't always rely on the resources and insights of your seniors, Xuan Weitian is very big.
"Just call me with the sound transmission plate if you have something to do, Lao Mo, let's practice hard."
At this time, the voice echoed in the cave, Chen Xun had gone away, Mo Fuyang was still deeply in his hands, and there was nothing but respect in his eyes.
After Chen Xun and the others came back, everything in Trash Island was on the right track, and the days just went by day by day without any disturbance.
……
Time flies, and the road to immortality is long and short. Every flickering moment is a journey, and every transformation is a baptism, exuding its own breath and vitality.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xun and the others have spent another 300 years of peace on the garbage island.
The sea area around Garbage Island is vast and boundless, with rippling blue waves and rough waves. Sometimes the waves hit the shore, stirring up pieces of waves, and sometimes the sea is calm and crystal clear like a mirror.
The sky was as clear as blue, and the clouds were misty and ethereal, as if they were about to drift away at any moment.
However, the five garbage islands under Tianyu are now full of dullness, and the Taobao people here are getting stronger and stronger.
Even the flashes of light in their eyes from time to time make people involuntarily think that they are disciples of some sect.
Moreover, the five garbage islands are no longer chaotic, and have even been divided into regions.
Every Taobao person is looking for garbage in an orderly manner, and then sends it to the teleportation array in the area.
Outside the area are the soul-raising and weeping spirit clan and the monks who joined the garbage recycling plant to guard, with a fierce aura exuding outside, and as far as the eye can see, they are all their own people.
They are no longer humble in their eyes, but have a wave of faith.
In the central area of a garbage island, Qingli is patrolling around.
Suddenly, many people from all parties picked up Lingxu's sound transmission tray, and a message came from it: The factory owner and the others had important matters to go out, and everything remained as usual.
As soon as this news came out, Qingli's eyes were fixed, and he looked into the distance, why did he feel something was wrong.
The factory owner has gone out quite casually for hundreds of years, and never notified everyone.
And it seems that they are still traveling as a family. Could it be that something big happened.
Thinking of this, Qingli felt a little uneasy, and suddenly turned to look at a barren mountain, where two vague figures could vaguely see drinking there.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't seem to be a big deal, Master Dao and Mr. Gu are still there."
Outsiders don't know about this barren mountain, but how can they not know that it has become quite terrifying now.
Even in the surroundings, I can feel my soul in a trance, as if I have come to the end of my own immortality.
Qingli was also secretly heartbroken, no one could understand Daoist's spells.
He had even seen Master Dao actually cast spells, and what he used was not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his body was definitely not spiritual power!
Their family is very sensitive to spiritual power, if it is true that spiritual power casts spells, why can't they see it.
Moreover, no one dares to underestimate Gu Lisheng on Garbage Island anymore. How can an existence who can be [-]/[-] with the Taoist master, and who can be mixed in the palm of Brother Shi, be an ordinary person.
These hundreds of years of words and deeds made them deeply believe that this person named Gu Lisheng definitely has a lot of background!
He stopped thinking about it immediately, and his people had more and more people's awakening talents.
However, after reading the pamphlet, they all regard it as the most holy saying of immortality, which is very low-key.
No one can know that when their race reaches the lowest point, there will still be strong people willing to give them a hand.
And this kind of help is definitely not based on the talent of their race. Every Taobao person here receives the same favor.
How much work they do and how many spirit stones they take, but this feeling of being helped by noble people is especially strong for them, and they are already willing to die for them!
Just as the news spread all over the place, these Taobao people just exchanged a few words casually.
The presence or absence of the factory owner actually has no bearing on them...nor their business at all.
The most important thing is the people who joined the garbage recycling plant. They became more vigilant, and the five island protection arrays have quietly opened.
The eldest lady once said: In recent years, many people have mixed in. They don't seem to come to Taobao, so be careful.
……
At this time, on a certain unnamed island, Chen Xun and the others had been away for more than a month before the news spread.
This island is desolate and quiet, and seems to have been forgotten by time. The vegetation on the island is withered, and only a few withered trees stand alone, as if telling some bleak story.
The sea breeze blows, only a few rustling sounds are heard, and the wild grass is swaying in the wind, but it cannot conceal the silence here.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was no trace of sunlight, only a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire island, but today in the mid-air, there were two figures facing each other far away.
They are tall and straight, and they are filled with a terrifying aura, which makes people dare not approach them.
On this small island, there seemed to be no other sound except their breathing and the sound of the waves.
The two stood in mid-air, one holding a black mountain axe, and the white clothes flapping in the sea breeze.
There was a deep death energy between his brows, like an unshakable mountain peak.
And the other man in black was holding an ancient golden battle spear, even if he waved it lightly, it felt as if the entire surface of the sea was lifted up, and the wind and waves were blowing towards his face, making it hard to breathe.
The fine lines on the golden ancient battle spear shone strangely under the gloomy sky, and seemed to contain infinite magic power!
hum—
There was a dull roar on the island, echoing in the sea.
Above the island, Chen Xun and Mo Yehan were still facing each other, and the surrounding air seemed to be condensed, making one feel a strong sense of oppression.
The aura of the two gradually rose, surrounded by the vastness of the sea and the sound of waves, two terrifying and absolute auras intertwined and collided in the air, making the aura of the world neigh!
A powerful aura exuded from their bodies, causing the entire island to tremble slightly...
Chen Xun came to the appointment today for the first battle agreed upon back then!
