Wutong Cave Sky.
On top of the cliff.
When Mo Chengjun was led over by the female sword master, the other three palace masters had already arrived. They were all standing in front of a gleaming fairy tree, and their bodies were full of mana and full of energy.
Obviously, after such a long period of recovery, their strength has returned to its peak.
When they saw the female sword master arriving, they all nodded slightly, and then all four of them stood in front of the Wutong Immortal Plant, bowed, saluted, and said: "I have seen the fairy boy, please ask the fairy boy to speak!"
As if some kind of seal had been lifted, the immortal plant trembled and actually made a sound.
Of course, this is nothing. The main reason is that the sound reached his ears, which really made Mo Chengjun stunned for a while, and his expression was extremely wonderful.
"Oh my god, you guys are here. I finally let this fairy boy speak, but it's suffocating me to death."
"I said you are the same. You have begged me for so long before, but for the sake of the master, I finally agreed. I have been silent for so long. It is really a waste of my love for you."
"Is this the guy you're talking about? You praised him so much that he's like no one in the world. I thought he had three heads and six arms, but now he looks just ordinary."
“However, this fairy boy has promised you, so naturally he cannot go back on his words.
However, the prerequisites have been agreed upon, and if the spiritual concentration is ten times the current level, I will not agree to it if it does not meet the standards.
Anyway, your master is gone, so no one will care if I spank you.
Quack, hang them all up, hang them upside down, spank them, spank them! "
"Moreover, you, your boy, just you, if you hurt the fairy root of this fairy boy during transplanting, I will never end it with you.
From now on, don't expect this fairy boy to help you. "
"By the way, when are you going to start? Hurry up, hurry up, don't make me wait too long..."
When this fairy plant opened its mouth, its voice was high-pitched, just like a child's, so the word 'fairy boy' was quite appropriate.
It was such a rapid succession of words that was like mercury pouring down the ground, leaving no one with a chance to interrupt.
Mo Chengjun was stunned. He doubted life for a moment. How could this immortal plant have such a personality?
Pulling on the clothes of the female swordsman next to him, he asked: "What is this situation?"
"Anyone who has consciousness will not like being alone, not to mention that the immortal plant cannot move, so if he is asked to talk, he will talk more."
"But this is too, too, too..."
Mo Chengjun couldn't think of the right words for a moment, but the female sword master obviously knew what he wanted to say, so she added aptly: "Talkabout!"
"Yep!"
Mo Chengjun nodded quickly, and then heard the fairy plant directly pointing the finger at him, saying: "You two, just the two of you, don't think that I can't hear you because your voice is small, and you say I'm a talker, haha, I'm just a fairy boy. If it’s too much, do you still have any objections?”
"You, you, just you, you kid, let's live together from now on. Come on, let's chat, and I'll tell you about the glorious history of this fairy boy."
"Where to start? Let's start from when this fairy boy became conscious. How many days before the sun and moon rotated, let me count..."
Mo Chengjun's face twitched even more, and he couldn't help but whisper again: "Palace Master, I now strongly suspect that you threw the immortal plant to me because you were tired of hearing it."
"This, how is this possible?"
"Palace Master, if you don't feel guilty, why don't you dare to look at me when you speak?"
"Who doesn't dare to look at you? Didn't you realize that it was the fairy tree that sprayed saliva on my face?"
"The Immortal Plant has saliva, isn't it? Doesn't the Immortal Plant vibrate the air and make a sound? Where did he get the mouth?"
"Okay, okay, let's put all this aside and get down to business first!"
"Although I feel like I've been cheated, I'd better get down to business first."
Mo Chengjun had a bad feeling, but now that things had come to this point, he couldn't refuse!
So, staring at the crazy output of Xianzhu, Mo Chengjun had to start working hard to concentrate and use his magical powers.
"Under the magical power of whipping mountains and moving rocks, Mo Chengjun felt that his will went deep into the ground, and he really discovered that the root system of this sycamore fairy plant was really too developed.
But he was not impatient, and extended along the root system until it was submerged more than a hundred feet into the ground, and finally reached the boundary.
So, Mo Chengjun took out an immortal bone and used his vast ingenuity to lift the entire hill.
You can see at this time that compared to the tree body, its root system is more than ten times larger.
Mo Chengjun didn't dare to delay, so he put it directly into the demon refining pot, then left with his sword, going straight to heaven.
Behind them, the four palace masters naturally escorted them, and they also turned into rainbows and rose together.
…
Heaven.
Before the courtyard.
Mo Chengjun released the Wutong Immortal Plant and controlled it to sink slowly. Visible to the naked eye, the hole in front of the courtyard also sank, creating a large pit that was almost the same as the roots of the Immortal Plant.
The control of this magical power made the four palace masters' eyes light up.
Of course, Mo Chengjun's attention was not here. He was carefully observing the changes in the Wutong Immortal Plant.
To Wutong Dongtian, this fairy plant is by no means as simple as a tree. When transplanting, he could clearly feel the decline of the fairy plant.
However, when this immortal plant fell into the courtyard, the spiritual transformation center of the entire cave, what was visible to the naked eye was that the branches spread out, as if the curled up body was completely stretched.
It turns out that the word "small" can only be used to describe Wutong Cave for such immortal plants.
And with this immortal plant in heaven, it seems to have invisible roots spreading to the four ends of the world.
As a result, the spiritual circulation system that originally supported Qidongtian was stabilized by more than 50%.
There is just one more tree, and the benefits to the entire cave are almost visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, Mo Chengjun felt that for such a benefit, he would bear it even if the 'fairy boy' kept talking.
But as soon as this idea came up, he regretted it, because the fairy boy's thoughts started again.
"Is this what you call ten times the concentration of spiritual intelligence?
Let’s just barely meet the standard. You guys exaggerated too much, and my expectations were too high. Looking at it now, that’s it. "
Mo Chengjun suddenly turned his head and asked: "This 'fairy boy', you think my heavenly wisdom is not dense enough, don't you?"
"Yes! What? If you are not convinced, I will tell you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Chengjun: "Since it's not enough, let's add more."
With that said, Mo Chengjun walked directly under the immortal plant to the small stone table. With a clap of his hand, he saw it grow and deform, turning into a stone platform.
Mo Chengjun revealed the core altar of this cave right under the noses of the four palace masters.
Then, without any hesitation, he took out three pieces of five-color soil and threw them into it.
And this core altar, like water ripples, after swallowing three cores, merged into the entire earth in an instant.
Of course, although they were integrated, they were actually moved in one direction and distributed in the "west, south, and north" of the cave sky.
As for the east, it is where Wutong Cave meets the sky. There is already a piece of five-color soil, so naturally there is no need for more.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Chengjun took out the active Lingquan Eyes, a set of seven or forty-nine, and threw them away without hesitation.
As a result, the spiritual energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread outward, forming circles of colorful spiritual energy tides in the sky, advancing seemingly endlessly.
At the same time, the four directions and four poles of Nanzhan Buzhou began to rapidly expand outwards, and the five-color soil continued to grow as if alive.
Wherever it passes, the void recedes, the fog melts, and the cycle of spirituality begins to expand outward, expand, and expand again.
The four palace masters were no longer in the heaven. They turned into sword rainbows and soared into the sky, rushing to the surrounding borders as quickly as possible.
I saw sword rays falling from the sky and scattered into thousands, plowing the earth into cracks, just like the hardest working old farmer plowing the land.
Then, thousands of seeds were lifted up by the wind, scattered between the sky and the earth, and then scattered into the soil.
Of course, this alone is not enough.
As a result, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder.
Crackling!
Boom, boom!
A gust of wind and rain came, with an incredible speed and an incredible range. It almost enveloped the entire cave sky, and along with the expansion of the cave sky, it was also expanding rapidly.
This is of course a magical power, "Call the Wind and Rain!"
Well, Mo Chengjun also discovered that this magical power is not very lethal, but it is really useful for changing celestial phenomena and causing large-scale precipitation.
Of course, this magical power is in his hands, and it is also in the heaven. Otherwise, if he wants to spawn such a large-scale thunder cloud, even ten immortals will be helpless.
Along with the tide of inspiration and widespread rainfall, the vegetation in the entire cave began to grow and sprout.
at this time.
At the Galaxy Sword Sect's station, the busy sword cultivators looked confused when they saw the sudden surge of inspiration and the violent storm.
In fact, they were originally confused about the order of the female sword master. Yes, they had planned it well, but suddenly the whole people were forced to farm. Who could bear it?
Although they dare not question it and are still carrying it out, it is naturally impossible to say that they do not feel guilty about it.
But now, all they have left is admiration.
Because, as can be seen with the naked eye, the seeds sown in the soil took root and sprouted with the stimulation of inspiration and the moisture of water, and small pointed heads emerged.
And this has just begun...
At this time, above the heaven.
Fairy boy was still nagging: "Isn't it just to expand the cave? I thought you could come up with..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mo Chengjun take out another set, and threw down seven or forty-nine active-stage Spiritual Fountain Eyes, which really didn't even blink.
As a result, his next words turned into screams: "What a big...hand...pen!"
Zhicao, where did you get so many active spiritual spring eyes?
Back then, when Wutong Cave was built, I couldn't even get forty-nine coins together, so you just threw two groups away? Is there anyone as prodigal as you? "
Mo Chengjun also looked back at him and asked with a smile: "How strong is this spiritual power?"
Xianzhu paused and said harshly: "Hmph, it's just a little better than before, just so-so."
"Then let's continue!"
Mo Chengjun dropped another set of Spiritual Fountain Eyes, and saw that the tide of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was getting bigger and bigger.
"How about this?"
"Ahem, it's okay, that's all!"
"Oh, it's okay, but it's not okay anymore. What about this?"
Mo Chengjun dropped another group and proactively said: "This must be worse, then I'll drop another one!"
"I……"
"It's definitely not good enough, I'll throw it away!"
"I'm not……"
"I know, I know, then I'll throw it away again!"
"I mean……"
"Understand, understand, I'm going to die!"
Xianzhu finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted: "Ah ah ah, enough is enough, enough is enough. The concentration of spiritual energy has exceeded the standard. I am satisfied!"
Mo Chengjun finally stopped with satisfaction. To be honest, the feeling of 'throwing money at people' was actually quite satisfying.
However, he did not throw away all the Spiritual Fountain Eyes after all, and lost nine groups again, which was only 441.
Mainly, it's such a waste to throw it all away at once.
He ignored the call of the Wutong Immortal Plant and strolled to the edge of the heaven. His eyes glowed with golden light and he looked down.
With the blessing of the golden boy who broke the illusion, Mo Chengjun seemed to be able to see the entire Nanzhan continent at a glance, and he could also see the circulation of the heaven and earth's inspiration at a glance.
At this time, in his eyes, Wutong Dongtian's originally somewhat rebellious spiritual cycle had already been broken down and merged into a new cycle.
Including Wutong Cave, which originally belonged to the eastern border, has now been included in it and has become inland.
Since then, Wutong Cave has completely become history.
As for how big the entire earth is?
He felt that the word "state" could only be used to describe Nanzhan Buzhou at this time.
That's really big enough!
