With the groaning sound of the runes breaking, the purple boat suddenly lost its spiritual light, and cracks appeared in many places, almost falling from the sky.

"How dare you, a bold warrior, stop me?!"

Yan Qiannian shouted delicately, summoned the Thunder Ring, threw it with both hands, and it immediately spun with wind and thunder, throwing it towards several leaping figures on the ground.

"Junior brother, go first. Don't delay the important matters of the sect."

After saying that, Yan Qiannian poured magic power into the purple flying boat, and after overclocking it, he handed the stone box containing humanitarian incense and candles to Li Qinglin.

Afterwards, she flipped over and landed from the flying boat alone, heading towards the warriors on the ground.

Smoke and dust rose up and many houses collapsed.

Li Qinglin held the stone box in his hand and watched the fierce fight between several people on the ground with flickering eyes. Then he went deep into the vast white clouds and could no longer see the figures of the few people.

…

Return to Yungu Leifeng.

Nine immortal peaks, thousands of feet high, towering into the clouds, float silently among the clouds.

There were lightning and thunder from time to time, and spells were whistling.

Outside the mountain gate, in addition to the disciples of Yungu Leifeng, there were also a large number of cloud chariots and demon chariots from other immortal sects parked there.

After Li Qinglin showed the sect token, the mountain gate opened and a gentle force absorbed it into Lei Feng.

After completing the Daoming Sect mission, Li Qinglin was summoned personally by a foundation-building cultivator to ask for the return of the incense and candles.

"I have sent two inner disciples to pick up Yan Qiannian. I will credit you with one Dao merit for this."

This foundation-building cultivator didn't notice the high cliff in front of him at all, and a different person had become inside him.

After carefully considering the incense and candles offered by the servants, he nodded with satisfaction, encouraged and comforted Li Qinglin for a moment, and then left.

Afterwards, Li Qinglin wanted to go to the forbidden areas of Yungu Leifeng, such as the Sutra Pavilion, the Millennium Medicine Garden, and the Lei Chi Xilian Peak, to "wander around".

But they found out that those places were just blurry afterimages. Not only could they not get close to them, but once they got close, they would be warned by other monks in the sect and would be forbidden to move forward.

"How can you have the guts to kill people in a map that says 'You don't have enough strength in front of you, come back later'?"

After muttering a few words silently, Li Qinglin simply found a cave on the cliff, sat cross-legged on the ground, and tentatively absorbed the spiritual energy in the environment.

In the end, Li Qinglin helplessly discovered that his cultivation had not improved. He thought it was because he was in the calamity realm. Unless there were some special reasons and the trajectory of history itself, he could not improve his cultivation through his own practice.

In this world, the total amount of spiritual energy is maintained at a fixed value, neither increasing nor decreasing.

With no other choice, Li Qinglin could only wait for the Juxia Jiebing Dojo half a month later.

Time flies and the world changes.

Seven days later, the sect sent someone to deliver the news.

Yan Qiannian was trapped in a warrior's trap, and several warriors of the third level of martial arts took action, killing him.

Even the inner disciples who went to support could not escape and were also killed by the warriors.

Yungu Leifeng has already dispatched a foundation-building cultivator to hunt him down.

Li Qinglin was neither angry nor happy about this.

Another seven days.

The Juxiajiebing Dojo is opened.

The nine immortal peaks among the Yungulei Peaks suddenly emitted a bright purple light.

There was a Jindan Zhenren who spit out a sword to draw the essence of heaven and earth - the Purple Juice Thunder Pool, and refined it into a dragon in his palm, stirring up the wind and clouds, and used it to entangle and connect the nine fairy peaks.

Just then, eight welcoming bells rang.

"Master of Yuxu Sect, True Man Yuxu has come with his disciples to pay homage to the sect and present to you - the Xiadong Weimiao Daogui!"

Li Qinglin looked up and saw the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing an old man with thin cheeks, wearing a Taoist robe, and stepping on a divine partridge in the Jindan stage.

Behind him and on his left and right were two young men, one was tall with a smiling face, and the other had an ordinary look with an honest and simple temperament.

"Master Yuxu, the cauldron nurtured the seventh-level golden elixir..."

Yuxu is a noble title, not the name of a certain person.

Li Qinglin recognized this Yuxu Zhenren, who was the former leader of the Yuxu Sect in reality.

Three hundred years ago, when he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, his inner demons and external difficulties attacked him together. He was eventually defeated and turned into a peach tree in front of the Yuxu Sect's gate.

Afterwards, his direct disciple Yin Hou, the plain-looking young man, succeeded to the throne.

"What about the other one?"

Li Qinglin was somewhat puzzled and looked at the young man who was superior to Yin Hou in both appearance, temperament and cultivation.

Although the Three Mountains of Qingshitan are a gathering place for independent and deserted cultivators, because they are adjacent to Yuxu Sect, everyone here knows the situation of Yuxu Sect well.

But there is no information about this person.

I have no idea whether he is alive or what his cultivation level is.

As long as the immortal seedlings who can be accepted as personal disciples by the previous Yuxu Sect do not die, they will most likely be able to cultivate to the Golden Core realm.

There is no reason for such a person to disappear without a trace.

Li Qinglin thought silently.

"So it's Daoist Fellow Yuxu who's here in person. Come in quickly, and we'll open the Dao field together."

The master of Yungulei Peak came out to greet them personally.

Master Yuxu smiled and lightly tapped his fingers, and a Qiankun Mirror appeared above his head.

Then, out floated an ancient bone-shaped knife-shaped object with the ever-changing five elements.

"Only in a calamity zone can one obtain a sword and jade tablet, which can transform into a blessed land. The world and the outside world are empty. The gift from Daoist Fellow Yuxu is too heavy."

Upon seeing this, the leader of Leifeng Peak looked solemn and kept on being polite, but he immediately accepted it.

Hearing this, Li Qinglin's expression was greatly moved.

Da Jiang was a warlike man who engaged in extensive land reclamation and labor service.

And above every city, there is a floating guardian sect of immortal cultivation.

The two of them joined forces to explore the calamity area, in order to catch the knife from the fire in the calamity area and find the so-called... knife? After that, more and more sects or cultivators came to pay homage to the mountain and jointly opened a Taoist temple.

But no one has ever sent a treasure worthy of the Leifeng Peak Master to come out of the mountain to welcome it in person.

When the time came, all that could be heard was the howling of wind and rain.

Li Qinglin suddenly saw that the Thunder Pool Dragon entangled on the nine fairy peaks rose into the sky and actually dragged the nine fairy peaks straight into the purple sky!

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Endless rays of light emerged.

Then he saw the Thunder Pond Dragon as the rudder, the Immortal Peak as the boat, and finally, from the Luoshui County under his feet, a flower was pulled out alive...

Fairy flower!

It was only the size of a palm, red all over, but only had one leaf growing on it.

An aura that is far purer and more majestic than spiritual energy emanates from the body of the fairy flower.

"Release the soldiers and open up another world for the immortal flowers!"

The voice of the master of Leifeng Peak was heard.

Li Qinglin saw that on the top of each of the nine immortal peaks, there was a Jindan cultivator sitting.

At this moment, they all opened their mouths and spit out the Xiadong Weimiao Daogui that had been nurtured in the cauldron and even occupied the position of the golden elixir.

The knife-shaped object quickly disintegrated and fell apart, and from inside, one could faintly hear the wailing and screaming of living creatures.

But the sky was filled with rosy clouds, all covered by the sound of thunder and lightning.

Everyone, all practitioners, from the Golden Core True Immortals to the Immortal Seedlings who have just started to practice Qi.

They all stood there silently, staring at the scene, as if they were participating in some mysterious ritual.

The fairy flower quickly swallowed the knife, and the fairy energy that leaked out was three times stronger.

Slowly, the second leaf begins to grow.

At the same time, the city walls and territory of Luoshui County below began to expand slowly.

Outside the city walls, large tracts of fertile fields, dense forests, and valleys suddenly appeared.

The leader of Leifeng Peak saw this and laughed, "I want to pick up the long river from the sky, turn it upside down on the plain, and make it a great Jiangluoshui County, open up the Jianghuai marshland for thousands of acres, and bring good weather and good harvests for a thousand years!"

After saying this, the leader of Leifeng Peak bowed deeply toward the fairy flower.

The fairy flower seemed to understand, and suddenly it shone brightly, with a trace of fairy air surrounding it.

Reach into the sky and capture a few drops of the essence of heaven and earth - the water from the Milky Way, and spread it on the ground.

Suddenly, great changes occurred in the world.

The vast river and marshland, winding like a jade belt, slowly appeared, replacing the vast wilderness and disaster area.

Luoshui County, which was originally cramped and narrow, suddenly expanded its area by more than ten times. The city wall around the city seemed to be created by the gods, rising from the ground in an instant and reaching a height of a hundred feet.

Countless people stared in amazement at this miraculous scene.

The wind and waves blowing from the rivers also carried the fishy smell of fish jumping out of the water.

They knelt on the ground, wept bitterly, and shouted that God had eyes and the immortals were shedding tears.

"So in the future, Luoshui County has abundant aquatic products and fisheries and docks everywhere. Is this the reason?"

Li Qinglin seemed to understand something when he saw this.

After absorbing the water from the Milky Way and evolving into a wetland, the aura of the fairy flower suddenly weakened, and the second leaf, which was originally clear, became vague.

Seeing this, the Jindan cultivators on the nine immortal peaks seemed to have expected it.

Immediately take out a stick of incense and light it.

The humanitarian incense and candles burn slowly, and the incense blends into the fairy flowers.

The fairy flower's originally declining and sluggish aura suddenly stabilized.

Sudden,

A stick of humanitarian incense, as the flame fluttered, suddenly turned dark green.

Reveals boundless viciousness and resentment.

The fairy flower was faintly aware of pain, and its originally flawless red body also had a few black lines visible to the naked eye.

Everyone present was stunned.

The leader of Leifeng Peak was furious.

"Who collected this incense?!"

Upon seeing this, several foundation-building deacons broke out in a cold sweat and almost fainted.

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment, then quietly went down the mountain and retreated behind the crowd.

(End of this chapter)