The remaining ghosts in Guizailing disappeared overnight and no longer exist.
After Gao Yi and the others discussed, they chose a 300-foot mountain peak more than 20 miles away to the south of Guizai Ridge for their new base. They were worried and wanted to give up this acquired territory, but they were also worried about the demon clan. Guys, when you touch Guizailing and discover the existence of "Moling Netherland", you will dig out a big trap.
Now that they have this hot potato in hand, they pray that God has made the covenant effective.
If anything goes wrong, will the Lord of Moling Youjing also take the blame on them?
Therefore, they must protect the main peak of Gui Zailing. They must bite the bullet and send experts to guard the Gui Zai Ridge area.
A great victory that opened up territory and expanded the territory, leading to the current state of neither advancement nor inferiority.
The play must go on.
The masters from the Daolu Academy and various major sects came quietly without alerting the demon clan neighbors to the south, otherwise it would easily lead to misunderstandings, thinking that the Da'an Dynasty was plotting something evil and coveting the Broken Moon Demon Forest.
After reading and confirming, everyone discussed and decided on the charter. They looked at the terrain map and marked out the hills, which were divided among the major sects and then sent manpower to develop them.
No one resented the small territory gained, and they were very humble and courteous to each other.
Zhang Wenfeng stayed in the new base for three more days. Every day, monks returned, and newly dispatched monks arrived one after another. Yesterday, he sent away several acquaintances such as Cen Sanlin and Song Suxing.
That day, he followed the messengers to the top of the mountain and walked into a wide temporary cave.
Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu sat around a stone table and whispered to a topographic map. Gao Yi waved Zhang Wenfeng, who was saluting, to come forward, pointed at the topographic map, and said with a smile:
"The contribution you made this time is second to none among all the Jianwei realm monks who came to perform the mission. Other rewards will be distributed by the Daolu branch where you are located. But for the Shantou site, we have agreed to give you a share. As a reward, there are still a few pieces left. You can choose one. Considering that the current scale of Xianling Temple is different from that of large sects, you are allowed to send people to develop it after three years, but the fiefdom cannot be resold. , this must be kept in mind.”
Yi Weishu then smiled and said: "Everyone who can be allocated the territory on the mountain is a big sect, but you are the exception."
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists: "Thank you three adults for taking care of me. I feel very grateful!"
He glanced at the topographic map spread out on the table. Mountains were drawn with cinnabar ink circles on it, and the name of the sect was marked in small letters. The Guizai Ridge in the middle and the nearby mountains were all empty. Only at the corners were there. There are several unlabeled blank areas.
After some consideration, he designated a separate hilltop and a piece of flat land in the northeast of the upper corner, near Huanye Wasteland.
He didn't want to choose a place in the south close to the demon clan. Even if it was leftover materials, he had to consider safety issues first.
"My subordinates choose this piece!"
"You will go to other cities later to explore and delineate the boundaries of the land. Starting from next year, some people will migrate to the wasteland of Huanye, and prisoners from several nearby states will be exiled to reclaim the wasteland. When the population increases, Maybe a 'Huanye County' will be established, but that's a thing for later, and it won't happen in thirty to fifty years."
Gao Yi marked the words "Xianling Temple" on the top of the mountain, took out a jade tablet, engraved the words "Yi 23" on the topographic map, input a breath, and handed it to Yi Weishu and Mo Qingyu. People input their breaths respectively, and a major task of dividing the territory is completed so easily.
Zhang Wenfeng took the jade token solemnly, feeling a little unreal, like a dream.
In the Da'an Dynasty, unless one has made a great contribution, the territory inherited from generation to generation cannot be distributed. This is the iron law set by the Daolu Academy at the beginning.
He went on a mission and gained a fief for his merits.
He resigned and left the house, saying a few polite words to Zhu Bicheng who followed him out and said "congratulations" with fists in his hands.
Zhubi City called a team of three monks, and they flew to the northeast at low altitude. They determined the boundaries of the land based on the terrain map, roughly drove down the boundary stakes, and circled a territory about five miles wide and ten miles long. The work was completed in less than an hour.
After sending Zhu Bicheng and others away, Zhang Wenfeng walked back and forth on the new territory he had earned, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
A transparent figure walked out of his shadow. Mo Ye tilted her head and looked at the Taoist priest who couldn't help but be happy. She was a little confused and said: "I want to give you a 'Moling Realm' that is a thousand miles in size. You refused. Now It's strange for you to be complacent about the tiny land in front of you."
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment and asked: "That strange mountain secluded place doesn't look big?"
"Chichidongtian, you can't even see it for a day."
Mo Ye showed a half-smile expression on his face and said, "It's too late for you to regret it now. 'Moling Hidden Realm' will be a waste if left there."
There was a tangled look on Zhang Wenfeng's face, and he finally shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Mo Ye, I think it's better to forget it. I won't be rewarded for my merits. Moreover, if virtue is not matched, there will be consequences." I still go my own way. , you should also stop mentioning the secluded realm of Moling. You have such good intentions, but you are really not blessed to receive them."
Mo Ye softly uttered a few words: "You are actually tempted."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't want to talk about it, so this woman, who knew how to read minds, changed the subject and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
Mo Ye didn't want to talk about this topic and said, "I don't know."
Walk into the shadows and disappear.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled. He didn't know how to open the pot.
He could clearly see that Gao Yi and others were afraid of the Lord of "Mo Ling You Jing". It was not that he was audacious and lacked awe. He wanted to get along with Mo Ye in his own way. Instead of being on tenterhooks and fearing that he would make a mistake, he could Be frank and forthright.
The matter in Guizailing came to an end, and it was time for him to return to the Taoist temple.
It had been almost a month since he came out, and he was a little worried about home.
After flying back to the new base, I strolled to the door of a rock cave halfway up the mountain and knocked on the stone door.
There were layers of white light waves, and the door was opened tightly. A beautiful-looking girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with a double bun saw Zhang Wenfeng. She turned around in surprise and shouted: "Sister, Master Zhang is looking for you."
She recognized Zhang Wenfeng, and seemed to be aware of the rudeness. She hurriedly opened the door and made a sideways salute: "Xin Xing has met Guanzhu Zhang. Thank you Guanzhu Zhang for helping me last time. Please come in and talk."
Zhang Wenfeng returned the greeting: "Fellow Taoist Xin Xing, there is no need to be polite. It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning."
Xin Yue appeared at the door, hiding her surprise and smiling happily, extending her hand to greet him.
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while and walked into the cave where the two fox monsters lived. He didn't want to enter at first. He took out a two-inch high vial from his sleeve pocket, handed it to the confused Xin Yue, and said through a message: "There is a man named 'Nine Lives' The fox demon man asked me to give you a gift."
Xinyue was stunned on the spot. After she realized what she was doing, she lost her temper and screamed: "Impossible? What do you mean?"
As far as she knew, Jiu Ming had been dead for more than 800 years, and it was recorded in the Fox Clan's classics.
Making fun of her ancestor Qingman made her angry.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
The little fox girl who was behind to close the door hurried over and looked at Guanzhu Zhang nervously, then at her sister who was in a bad state.
She was worried that Guanzhu Zhang, who she had seen with her own eyes and was very powerful, would be angry.
Zhang Wenfeng said patiently: "I heard he said he slept for hundreds of years and woke up not long ago. Well, now he has gone to another place. Before leaving, he asked me to deliver this bottle to the leader of the Three-tailed Demon Fox Tribe. What questions can you find out by opening the bottle and taking a look?"
He didn't say that Jiu Ming went to the underworld. Even if he didn't like Xin Yue's cunning temperament, there was no need to cause more trouble.
Xin Yue stretched out her hands to catch the small black bottle. As soon as she took it, she noticed a familiar fox demon aura, which was very powerful and of the same lineage as her. She felt the message conveyed by the bottle and did not care about the guests. At the scene, he turned around and flew into his secret room and closed the door.
It was about the inheritance of the fox demon clan, which was too important to her.
Xin Xing suddenly flashed her big green eyes and asked curiously: "Guanzhu Zhang, what happened to my sister?"
Zhang Wenfeng shook his head, said nothing, walked out, opened the stone door and went out.
The little fox demon chased him out and called a few times. When he saw Master Zhang waving his hand, he gave up and came back and couldn't knock on his sister's door. I wonder what Master Zhang and his sister were talking about?
Yawning, he lazily transformed into a white fox, coiled up at the door and fell asleep.
The dress fell to the floor, and her injury had not yet healed.
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