Chapter 449 Chen Xun came for an appointment today!

"Haha, that's right, I have left a place for you there. In a few years, we will also buy Jiuxiao Tianfeng and let Qingli, Qingwan and the others practice there.

Chen Xun also had a bit of pride in his eyes. This was his dream and no one could 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 land where they can practice peacefully? There are always a few immortal cultivators who are beaten and killed every day and who run around to seize opportunities.

Mo Fuyang's eyes were filled with joy, and he didn't care at all about the place Chen Xun had prepared for him. Instead, he said, "If the eldest lady enters the Taoist Academy and reveals that she lives in the Wugou Immortal Ridge on Lichen Island, no one will dare to look down upon her."

When he heard the news, the first thing he thought of was Xiaohe's background and identity. She had already told Mo Fuyang about this.

The key is that Chen Xun does not intend to send her to the Taoist temple as a genius, and she is considered a related household, so she needs to go through some back doors.

The main reason is to allow Xiaohe to broaden his horizons and make some friends.

Judging from the temperament of those geniuses, they will never target such connections. Others have their own circles.

"Don't worry, Lao Mo. You can practice with peace of mind first."

Chen Xun had a warm smile on his face and had always had a good impression of Mo Fuyang. "The second Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit will take some years, so don't worry about your lifespan."

Now he has begun to use water spirit techniques to re-improve the Taiwei Purple Immortal Tree, but he doesn't know how effective it will be by then.

The medicinal properties of elixirs are uncertain, and it is possible that they may turn out to be the opposite.

He had to study it carefully with Lao Niu before he could get the next Taiwei Purple Fairy Fruit. This was the only remaining treasure in the small realm.

Mo Fuyang nodded heavily, no longer pretentious, with mixed feelings in his heart, he would not disappoint his senior.

He had even planned to go out to practice after the eldest lady left the Taoist Academy.

You can't always rely on the resources and insights of your predecessors. Xuanweitian is very big.

"If you need anything, just use the sound transmission disk to call me. Lao Mo, please practice hard."

At this time, the words echoed in the cave, Chen Xun had gone far away, and Mo Fuyang was still holding his hands deeply, with nothing but respect in his eyes.

After Chen Xun and the others came back, everything on the garbage island was on track, and life just went by smoothly day by day without any disturbance.

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Time flies, and the road to immortality is long but 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 three hundred years of peace on the garbage island.

The sea area around the garbage island is vast, with rippling blue waves and turbulent waves. Sometimes the waves hit the shore, stirring up waves, and sometimes the sea surface is calm and crystal clear like a mirror.

The sky is as clear as a blue, and the clouds are ethereal and elegant, seeming to disperse at any moment.

However, the five garbage islands under Tianyu are now filled with a sense of dullness, and the Taobao people here are more powerful than the last.

Even the light that often flashes in their eyes makes 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 areas.

Every Taobao person is searching for garbage in an orderly manner, and then sending it to the teleportation array in the area.

Outside the area are the guardians of the soul-raising and weeping-spirit clan and the monks who joined the garbage recycling plant. Their fierce aura spreads out, and everyone they see is one of their own.

They no longer looked humble in their eyes, but had a sense of belief.

In the central area of ​​a garbage island, Qingli was patrolling around.

Suddenly, many people from all parties picked up Lingxu's sound transmission disk, and a message came from it: The factory owner and the others had important matters to go out, and everything was as usual.

As soon as this news came out, Qingli's eyes narrowed and he looked into the distance, wondering why something felt wrong.

The factory owner has been very casual about going out for hundreds of years and never notifies everyone.

And it seems that we are traveling as a family, could something serious have happened?

Qingli felt slightly uneasy thinking about this, and suddenly turned his head to look at a barren mountain, where two vague figures could be vaguely seen drinking.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems like it's not a big deal. Master Dao and Mr. Gu are still here."

Outsiders don't know about this barren mountain, but how could they not know that it has become quite terrifying now.

Even around you, you can feel your soul in a trance, as if you have reached the end of your immortal path.

Qingli was secretly heartbroken because no one could understand Taoist master's spells.

He had even seen Master Dao actually cast a spell, but it was not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was used, and it was definitely not spiritual power in his body!

Their clan is very sensitive to spiritual power. How come they can't tell if it's really spiritual power that casts a spell.

Moreover, no one on Gu Lisheng's trash island dares to look down upon him anymore. A being who is fifty-fifty equal to Master Dao, a being who can fit into the palm of Brother Shi's hand, how can he be an ordinary person.

Their words and deeds over the past few hundred years have convinced them that this person named Gu Lisheng definitely has a great background!

He immediately stopped thinking about it, as more and more people in his tribe had awakened their 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 how it feels when their race reaches its lowest point and there are strong people willing to help them.

And this kind of help is not based on the talent of their race. Every Taobao person here has received the same favor.

They did no matter how much work they did and how many spirit stones they took, but the feeling of being helped by a noble person was particularly strong for them, and they were already willing to die for it!

Even as the news spread throughout the country, these Taobao people only exchanged a few words casually.

Whether the factory owner is there or not actually makes no difference to them... and it's none of their business.

The most important thing is that the people who joined the garbage recycling plant have become more vigilant, and the five island protection formations have been quietly activated.

The eldest lady once said: There have been a lot of people mixed in in recent years. They don't seem to be here for Taobao, so be careful.

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At this time, on an unnamed island, Chen Xun and the others had been away for more than a month, and the news had just spread.

This island is desolate and silent, as if it has been forgotten by time. The vegetation on the island is withered, and only a few withered trees stand alone, as if telling some desolate story.

The sea breeze blew, and only a few rustling sounds were heard, and the grass was swaying in the wind, but it could not cover up 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 were upright and filled with a terrifying aura, making people afraid to approach them.

On this small island, there seems to be no other sound except their breathing and the sound of the waves.

The two of them just stood in mid-air, one holding a black mountain axe, and his white clothes making a sound in the sea breeze.

There was a deep aura of death between his brows, like an unshakable mountain peak.

Another man in black holds a golden ancient war spear. Even a slight wave of it makes people feel as if the entire sea has been lifted up, and the wind and waves brought by it are rushing towards the face, making it difficult to breathe.

The fine lines on the golden ancient war spear shimmered with strange light under the gloomy sky, seeming to contain infinite magic power!

Buzz —

A dull roar came from the island, echoing in the sea.

Above the island, Chen Xun and Mo Yehan were still confronting each other. The air around them seemed to be condensed, making people feel a strong sense of oppression.

The momentum of the two people gradually increased, surrounded by the vastness of the sea and the sound of waves. Two terrifying spiritual pressures intertwined and collided in the air, making the spiritual energy of heaven and earth scream!

They exuded a powerful aura, causing the entire island to tremble slightly...

The battle promised back then, Chen Xun came to keep the appointment today!