Chapter 651 Hundred Years, Thirty Thousand Roads in Length

On the orbit of the sky, one year later.

Chen Xun and the others have built two hundred roads, and their speed is getting faster and smoother.

It's just that now this place can't be seen to the end, and even the figure of the central hub of the sky track has gradually become smaller, and only a little warmth can be felt.

But wherever they build, the array of tracks will protect them wherever they go.

It seems to remind them that you are not walking alone, there are countless Taoist friends behind you who are protecting you.

Such a cold and silent action made Chen Xun feel warm in his heart.

Rather than being competitive and conquering the secret realm, he still likes to stay with these immortal cultivators, walk around and build this magnificent immortal cultivating civilization.

Chen Xun only glanced back slightly, and began to work hard again. The roar of mana riots around him never stopped. He was earning immortal resources every moment, and he was not tired at all.

Xiaohe and Xiaochi worked hard and finally figured out some tricks, which was about capturing the disorderly avenue in this land of nothingness.

They will enter the Wonderland of Heaven and Earth in the future. In this place of nothingness, Big Black Bull said that capturing the Avenue of Discord is hundreds of times more difficult than in the Wonderland of Heaven and Earth.

At least there are connections to be found there, they are everywhere and there is no need to look for them.

The disordered avenue in the land of nothingness has to be searched by oneself, and it is also quite violent. It cannot be used to cut off the chain of one's own avenue. Doing so is tantamount to detonating one's own immortal origin.

But what the big black bull said was also somewhat uncertain. After seeing the orbit of the sky, it discovered that many things that were impossible before were slowly coming true.

Maybe in the future, some immortal genius will create a technique to cut the chains of the great road in the void, instead of relying on the gifts of the heaven and earth fairyland.

After all, no one knows whether there is a gift limit there. If they are all picked up, there will be no more fun.

Xiaohe also glanced at Chen Xun vaguely, seeming to think of something, but she also acted honestly and didn't ask any questions. When the time came, her brother would naturally tell her.

Xiao Chi, on the other hand, still looked carefree, doing whatever he was asked to do, working tirelessly and never complaining.

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Ten years later, the construction team led by Ximen Heiniu, the length of the sky track exceeded 'two thousand tracks', and the monks of all races in the Huangzichen formation base were completely excited!

Huang Zichen's Formation Palace, this palace stands in the void, in the center of several main tracks, surrounded by hundreds of space warships hanging in the air, and even immortal puppets guarding this place.

Today, there is an endless stream of monks coming and going, their eyes are extremely excited, and there is even an unspeakable shock, and the noise is loud.

Inside the formation hall.

Shan Zuo stood in the center with a frightened face, at a loss what to do, and his hair stood on end, as if there was something stuck in his throat, like a awn on his back...

There are steps in all directions in the hall. Standing are Huang Zichen position elders, deputy Chen position envoys, and Canggu Saint Clan, Huang Zichen position envoy, Cang Xinyun is also among them, staring at him with extremely sharp eyes. .

Cang Xinyun was wearing a flowing robe with fringes, and his body was even taller. He was physically stronger than the Huangmai clan, but his body was much smaller than that of the Jiutian Jueying clan.

However, this tribe also has an extremely obvious feature, that is, there is an ancient character "saint" on the back of the neck. This is the innate character of their race and is not engraved on it after acquisition.

Cang Xinyun tied up his hair and exuded an awe-inspiring aura. He was in the early stage of Hedao cultivation and said calmly: "Shan Zhuo, did you recruit that small team of fellow Taoist Ximen?"

"The envoy of Chen Chen...yes, yes." Shan Zhuo's voice trembled as he spoke, and now his heart is still in turmoil.

In just ten years, he built two thousand roads in length. He could not even build it until he died in his lifetime! Who can do this? !

"With such strength, you tricked them into building a track?!" Cang Xinyun frowned and asked loudly, and his voice echoed throughout the formation hall, "Shan Zhuo, you don't want to stay here anymore?! "

All the creatures of all races in the formation hall looked at Shan Zuo with unkind expressions. Such strength was definitely not in the Void Refining stage, but I'm afraid others didn't understand anything and were deceived by Shan Zuo into building the track.

"Unjustly accused!" Shan Zhao yelled, his eyes widened, and he looked in all directions and quickly explained, "Fellow Daoist Chen Xun and the others exposed themselves to the Void Refining Stage when they first came!! I never deceived them!"

"Tell the truth about the situation. If there is any suspicion of suppression and exploitation, Shanzhuo, you can go to the formation palace to take the blame yourself."

Cang Xinyun spoke in a leisurely manner, with a very cold expression on his face, "Also, why did they build two thousand roads in length and did not go to the formation palace to accept the post? Do you have anything to hide?"

"Shan Zhuo, as a Cangqiong Rail Construction Immortal Cultivator, don't play the tricks of the Xiaomen clan. If fellow Taoist Ximen and the others learn the truth, it will only ruin your reputation."

"It's unfair..."

Shan Zhuo looked up to the sky and sighed loudly. He felt like he was about to cry. He started to tell everything without missing a word.

After a stick of incense.

The entire hall fell silent. Yes, everyone believed what he said. After all, in such a situation, it was childish to dare to hide anything. It seemed to be a misunderstanding.

After Shan Zhuo finished speaking, he almost collapsed in the formation hall and kept crying out, he was really wronged.

After hearing this, Cang Xinyun's expression softened, and he smiled and said: "So that's it, that Shanzhao has indeed made a great contribution. It should be rewarded. Note down the length of ten of them, and I will reward five more on my own."

"Yes, Chen bit envoy." An immortal puppet behind him responded expressionlessly, everything must be recorded.

Once you have a position, you can have a separate reward amount every hundred years based on the size of the position to motivate these immortal cultivators who build the track. After all, everyone comes here basically to earn resources for cultivating immortals.

No matter how beautiful and beautiful the words are, it is not as sincere and real as giving out more spiritual stones. After all, no monk in this realm is stupid, especially the higher-ups.

Shan Zhuo's mentality was at a loss at this time, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was allowed to finish his words, and then he said: "I didn't know that their formation cultivation was so advanced, and I couldn't see through it at first."

Cang Xinyun nodded when he heard the words: "If you can see through it, you can naturally build two thousand paths in ten years. I can't blame you for this. They have hidden their cultivation."

"..." Shan Zhuo was stunned by these words. He felt as if he had been scolded, but he was not completely scolded.

At this time, an elder standing next to him stood up and raised his hands and said: "Envoy Chen, do you need to report this matter to the envoy Huang Zi? It would be a pity if such a great talent in the formation is used to build the track."

"Does Elder Jin want fellow Taoist Ximen and the others to go and try out the orbital nodes?"

"good."

"There's no rush. Since they hide their cultivation and even ask how far they want to cultivate, they don't go to the formation palace to receive their duties. It seems that they like to build tracks very much. Don't force them to arrange it."

Cang Xinyun shook his head slightly, his eyes looking far away, "The day they return will be the time for me to abdicate in favor of others."

As soon as the words fell, there was a vast blue smoke in the hall, a formation rose from the ground, and three-dimensional images of yellow-character celestial orbits that were reduced tens of thousands of times appeared on it.

He immediately said: "Shan Zhuo, you can go down first. Everyone, what happened today is worthy of celebration, but we must not slack off. Regarding the distribution of the orbits of my Huangzi Chen position, these can be cut off first..."

Shan Zhuo silently raised his hands in all directions, and his eyes gradually became solemn. The monks in the formation hall seemed to have not stopped for a moment, and began to arrange the overall situation again.

He didn't dare to disturb him and left quietly step by step. However, as soon as he left the hall, congratulations from fellow Taoists from all directions could be heard. A wise eye recognizes great talents and has added another team of formation masters to my Huang Zichen position!

This scene made Shan Zuo, who had a serious look on his face, laugh heartily, and he quickly responded with his hands in hand, very modestly: "Those seniors think highly of me, how can I be so clumsy as to be able to have a discerning eye?"

Anyway, after this came out, Shan Zhuo's name became a lot louder, and his status also increased. Everyone knew that Huang Zichen had a team of formation masters, and Shan Zhuo brought them here!

…

The years pass without a breath, and along with the cold and empty land of darkness and nothingness, another hundred years pass silently.

The Ximen Black Bull Team built the track to a length of 30,000 tracks! But the distance is already on the verge of losing contact!

The Xingshu cannot be contacted, and the sound transmission disk is even less able to be contacted. Even the aura coming from the jade tablet is gradually becoming weaker, but the person is definitely still alive!

The tens of millions of monks in the entire Huangzi Formation are completely boiling. Such terrible news has already exploded in all directions. What is the concept of a team of monks building 30,000 lines in length? !

It is comparable to the thought of entering the Mahayana when my Lianxu Tai Nai is about to sit down and pass away! !

Buzz —

Buzz —

At this time, teams of immortal puppets have even been dispatched, and huge rescue space warships have set sail from the central hub. Mahayana venerables are all sitting on the battlefield, their eyebrows are beating wildly, you must not get into trouble!

The atmosphere in the entire Huangzi Formation Palace was filled with chaos and chill. A Suzaku looked down at the two figures below with a furious look on his face and said coldly:

"Huang Zichen envoy, Cang Xinyun, Chen Daogui monk, Shan Zhuo, you'd better give me a satisfactory explanation for why you put such great monks in danger."

"..."

"..."

There was silence in the palace. Cang Xinyun couldn't say anything, and his expression changed extremely wonderfully.

He actually glanced at Shan Zuo subconsciously, as if to say: Shan Zuo, I finally understand how you felt back then...

Shan Zuo's face was full of horror, as if a thunderbolt struck his head and then struck his foundation, and the hairs on his hair stood on end.

He never thought in his life that he would meet such an amazing array monk—Ximen Black Niu—at the edge of the sky orbit!