Wu Changqing returned to Huishan from Longhu Mountain with 60,000 boundless trees.
Then he began to send people to build the foundation of the Xuanwu Four Symbols Array.
Because it is to establish the unique root of the Immortal Sect in this world.
The four unique formations located in the east, west, north and south respectively have extremely complicated construction techniques.
It is comparable to building a city on a snowy plain.
Huishan is now dominated by Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
More importantly, they were afraid of the young man behind Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
There are nearly four hundred family disciples up and down Huishan, including the private soldiers of guest officials and a series of manpower that can be mobilized by the family master.
A full family of seven hundred people.
Huishan's infrastructure construction project is in full swing.
When Xuanyuan Qingfeng saw the infrastructure drawings made on rice paper by Wu Changqing.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This is a magnificent building that does not belong to this era.
If it is really built, even the emperor's court hall will be far inferior to it.
When the construction of the Huishan Xuanwu Four Elephants Array was put on the agenda.
Wu Changqing went into seclusion again in the Xuanyuan clan.
Now he came in a hurry. Since entering the "foundation building" period, he has not had time to think about his future path.
And whether to reshape the physical body, or directly find a way to become a saint similar to Confucian saints and Taoist gods.
In this way, it can be like the ascended immortals of Longhu Mountain in the past dynasties.
After becoming pure, you can descend to the human world.
Moreover, Wu Changqing is not within the Heavenly Dao now, and will not be suppressed by Heavenly Dao in terms of his cultivation and body like those immortals who descend to earth.
This matter is related to the foundation of the future of the Immortal Sect.
He needs to think more carefully.
at the same time.
In one day in Longhu Mountain, a quarter of the trees in the huge mountain forest were cut down like a middle-aged man losing his hair.
The lush green forest that originally looked like it now looks a little deserted.
At the same time, what happened on Longhu Mountain was also deliberately spread by people who were under the mountain at that time.
As a result, in just three days, Liyang Jianghu was well known.
The main hall of Liyang Palace.
Zhao Chun is now ninety-nine years old, but thanks to the profound skills of the palace physician, the emperor who is over fifty years old is treated as if he is middle-aged.
But recently because of Wu Changqing's incident.
The old emperor almost looks the same every day.
Wu Changqing fought with Liu Songtao outside Emperor Wu's city.
Until now, it has only been seven or eight days.
The old emperor, who was originally just a man with gray hair on his temples and a good-looking appearance, now looked more than ten years older.
His appearance is more in line with his age.
"The Longhu Mountain Celestial Master didn't stop it? Or...even if the four Celestial Masters joined forces, they couldn't stop Wu Changqing from taking it by force!"
Zhao Chun's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked at the red-robed eunuch beside him with a confused expression.
"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said that your recent loss of energy and spirit has been too serious."
"Your Majesty, please pay attention to the dragon body."
Han Shengxuan looked at this monarch who almost walked side by side with Xu Xiao through the great events of the Spring and Autumn Period with a worried look on his face.
"I'm asking you, is the current Longhu Mountain where the Taoist ancestral court is located?"
"Can't you stop even a lonely monster?"
Zhao Chun suddenly slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, and there was a sparkle in his blurred eyes.
It was obviously really angry.
"Your Majesty, I have the courage to say something."
Han Shengxuan suddenly knelt down and bowed his head.
"I said before that Wu Changqing is a lonely wild monster, which is really biased."
"In the battle at Longhu Mountain, Wu Changqing fought against Zhao Huangchao alone, and at the same time he was able to withstand the catastrophe and open the gate of heaven with his sword..."
"Today's Wu Changqing, in terms of strength alone, is probably not inferior to Wang Xianzhi of Emperor Wu City."
The heavy voice echoed in the empty hall.
Because the sound of the tarsal bones lingered in Zhao Chun's ears, it was undoubtedly equivalent to the Sanskrit sound demanding life.
Zhao Chun's complexion couldn't help but turn a little pale.
"If there is a military god Tuoba Bodhisattva in Beimang, he can make the entire Beimang impregnable."
"Now that Beiliang has Wu Changqing, he might become the next Beimang."
"And I, Liyang, seem to be at the peak of my national power and destiny, but I can't come up with a Dinghai Shenzhen that can rival these two."
Zhao Chun's expression was a little forlorn and he spoke.
As if speaking would use up all his strength, the old man's eyes slowly closed unconsciously.
He was still mumbling.
That is this day.
Liyang Palace suddenly recalled all the princes.
Even Zhao Kai, the emperor's illegitimate son who had always been disliked, hurriedly returned from Shangyin Academy.
Even the ordinary people in Tai'an City had foreseen that the sky in Liyang would really change.
…
Wudang Mountain.
The Seventy-Two Peaks of Wudang, which had been silent for half a year, are now all open.
The Taoists on the mountain all showed their long-lost smiles.
Especially the head coach Wang Zhonglou.
This old Taoist priest is far beyond his seventies.
In this half year, I almost never went out of the back mountain of the main peak.
But today, the headmaster Wang Zhonglou couldn't help but put on a brand new white Taoist robe.
Refreshing.
"Junior Brother Song, how much do you still have of the jade pill that you have been refining for ten years?"
After Wang Zhonglou walked out of the back mountain.
He went straight to the top of the mountain where Song Zhiming, the master of alchemy, was found. The first thing he said after finding Song Zhiming was to ask for the elixir.
"What?"
Song Zhiming stood directly in front of his cauldron as if he was protecting a calf.
Just like guarding against thieves, guarding against my senior brother.
It was rare to see his senior brother smile. Although he was curious, he still asked cautiously.
"But you want to send it to Changqing?"
Wang Zhonglou nodded lightly without comment.
Song Zhiming felt a little relieved and got out of his way.
He motioned to his senior brother to go and take a look inside the furnace.
When Wang Zhonglou looked at the elixir furnace, he saw that there were more than ten elixirs that were just three or four days old, all round, white and emitting a rich and light fragrance.
The whole old face is like a chrysanthemum, showing a happy face.
"But I told you in advance."
"I'm giving half of this away to others, and some of the rest have been reserved by several fellow apprentices."
"The most you can take away is four or five."
Song Zhiming folded his sleeves with his hands and said indifferently.
"I know, I know."
"Based on my judgment, Changqing is now in an embarrassing state of returning to immortality."
"This jade pill of yours can be used to strengthen Changqing's immortal soul."
"Maybe Changqing will be able to truly ascend to immortality because of this. This is a great blessing for me in Wudang Mountain!"
Wang Zhonglou reached out and carefully picked up four or five green jade pills in the pill furnace.
Put it in front of your eyes and look at it again and again.
Tsk-tsk.
"How old is Chang Qing? He is about to ascend to the upper world. As a senior brother, you still look excited."
"What's so good about being a god? It's better to stay with my brothers and be a free and happy person in the world."
Song Zhiming never looked good.
First of all, Wu Changqing has obviously returned to his hometown. Instead of thinking about going home to see his brothers, he is wandering around outside.
Making such a big noise.
Secondly, when I think about Wu Changqing, who is only seventeen or eighteen years old, he will pass away. What is the difference between this and death to a human being...
