That night, Xuanqing lay on the bed tossing and turning.
It’s been half a century since he arrived in Yuanhui, and this is the first time Xuanqing has suffered from insomnia.
Xuanqing understood the reason for insomnia.
Human race!
But rescuing the humans...
Xuan Qing just thought about it, this was a battle between the Demon Court, the Witch Clan and the Human Clan.
It was more ferocious than the First Tribulation of Long Han, interrupting Buzhou Mountain and shattering the battle on the ancient land.
Own……
Still too weak.
Early the next morning, Sibubu was the first to run out, followed by Qingluan, who was jumping and always happy.
"Hey, where's the master?" Qingluan looked at the familiar chair.
In the past, Master would always wake up at dawn and sit on this chair to drink tea for several Yuanhui. Why is he not here today?
"Senior sister, are you still sleeping in when Master is gone?" Qingluan saw Queen Mother Xi and immediately stepped forward and asked.
"No big one, no small one!" Queen Mother Xi knocked on Qingluan's head and said to Si Xiang, "Go and have a look."
Sibuang ran to the second floor, observed it secretly, and hurried downstairs, shouting: "Master is not here. He is missing. Will he be captured by someone?"
"No big one, no small one!" Qingluan knocked Si Xiang's head and said angrily: "You are stupid, who can capture our master!"
Queen Mother Xi smiled and said, "Let's go and take a look outside. Maybe Master has gone somewhere else."
As for Xuan Qing's safety, no one cared about it at all.
It's not that they don't worry, but they know there's no need to worry.
Even Hongjun Daozu, the most powerful person in this world, was polite in front of the master and held the courtesy of a junior.
Then who else in this world can pose a threat to Master?
At the foot of the mountain, beside the river, under the big tree.
Jie Yin, Zhunti and Ran Deng Taoist looked at the figure from a distance that made them awe and fear.
That was Xuan Qing's back.
It seemed that he came here in the middle of the night, and then stood under the big tree of the Yangmei Immortal, and kept looking at the big tree.
What does that senior want to do?
This is the voice of the three leaders, as well as the voices of Immortal Yang Mei and Qinglong.
Immortal Yang Mei felt uncomfortable all over being looked at, and even shivered countless times!
"What should I do? Should I show up and pay my respects?"
"However, I don't like others to visit me. Moreover, I don't know that this tree has given birth to a spirit body, and I don't know that I am Yangmei Great Immortal!"
"No, the master knows, he is just pretending not to know, and Senior Sister Xi Wangmu has also warned me not to show up to meet him!"
Immortal Yangmei was hiding in the big tree, shivering, and then the branches were shaking endlessly.
"Master..."
A clear and happy shout came, and then Qingluan turned into a ray of blue light and ran down, hugging Xuan Qing tightly.
Xuanqing smiled and hugged Qingluan and touched Qingluan's hair.
"Master, you're up so late at night, what are you doing here?" Qingluan followed Xuanqing's gaze towards the willow tree and asked curiously.
At the same time, Queen Mother Xi brought Jiao Tu, Tu Shan, Xuan Gui and other disciples to Xuan Qing one after another, and they all looked at Xuan Qing curiously.
Xuanqing coughed, cleared his throat, looked at the willow tree, and said with a smile: "Do you think, if this tree is cut down, a big ship can be built?"
Cut...cut off...
Immortal Yangmei shivered even more fiercely, and the branches of the willow trees began to tremble.
The bodies of Queen Mother Xi and her disciples also trembled.
This is the Chaos God and Demon!
After years of recovery, Great Immortal Yang Mei has become as good as the Queen Mother of the West.
Is Master not satisfied or something?
"Master, why do you want to cut it off?" Queen Mother Xi asked quickly.
Immortal Yang Mei almost ran out of the big tree.
"Building ships." Xuan Qing said calmly.
Xuan Qing thought about it for most of the night last night, and finally came up with a solution to rescue the human race.
Xuanqing didn't have the ability to rescue all, so he immediately suppressed the idea!
If we really rescue them all, they will definitely die in the hands of the demon clan or the witch clan. In the end, they may not be able to save anyone, and even themselves will be involved.
Building ships and transporting humans to Xiniu Hezhou via the ocean was the safest way Xuanqing thought of.
Regardless of the Witch Clan or the Demon Court, the battlefield does not extend to the four seas. It is basically safe to transport the humans out through the East China Sea.
shipbuilding……
Use the body of Immortal Yang Mei to build a ship!
These are the chaotic gods and demons from the era of Great God Pangu. Even if they are not as powerful as Great God Pangu, they can open up an independent world, but with the current cultivation level of Great Immortal Yang Mei, there is no problem in opening up a small world.
And with Master, can Immortal Yang Mei only build ships?
"Why, why do you want to build a ship?" Queen Mother Xi asked hesitantly.
Disciples such as Qingluan and Jiaotu were also shocked by Xuanqing's idea.
The Yangmei Daxian felt extremely wronged...
No, sir, I didn’t offend you either?
Didn't I cover you from the sun when you were fishing under the tree last time?
You are too vindictive...
Xuanqing rubbed Qingluan's hair and said with a smile, "I originally planned to tell you."
"You have all heard the words of the fellow Taoist yesterday. The human race is currently suffering from disaster and may even be exterminated. Although I am not able to rescue the human race, I can transport a few human race to leave Nanfangbu Continent and away from the center of the battlefield. If you are careful, Ask yourself if you can still do it.”
"And taking shipbuilding by water is undoubtedly the safest way."
Qingluan immediately shouted: "Master, are you finally going out? I want to follow you!"
"Nonsense!" Xuan Qing shouted: "Do you think it's so safe outside? Even as a teacher, you have to leave secretly and secretly rescue the human race to see if you can succeed. If you are not careful, you will die! It's better for you to go out to enjoy the mountains. Is there water?"
Qingluan pursed his lips and glared at Xuanqing speechlessly...
Excuses, all excuses!
It’s not safe yet…
The safest place in the entire prehistoric world is next to Master, okay?
Queen Mother Xi also looked embarrassed...
Master is good at everything, but this is how he gets into the drama, so deep!
Her mind was flashing rapidly, thinking about how to persuade the master not to cut off Yangmei and build the ship.
Otherwise, the master might actually chop down the Great Immortal Yang Mei and build a ship.
If we really can't find a way, we can only bring in foreign aid!
Ask her men to come forward as the Queen Mother of the West, take away the big tree, and give a big ship as a gift.
"Master, I have an idea." After thinking of a way, Queen Mother Xi said quickly.
"Oh, what do you think?" Xuan Qing asked.
"Master, this tree is hundreds of feet in size. If you throw it directly into the ocean, it will drift. You can raise the whole tree. After this is completed, you can plant it again here." Queen Mother of the West said.
"That's right, that's right..." Inside the willow tree, Immortal Yangmei nodded vigorously, with a look of aggrievement on his face.
Xuan Qing's eyes lit up and he nodded: "It's also a way!"
He also felt that it was not easy for this big tree to grow so big!
And after all, we have been together for such a long time, and if we really want to cut him off, I am quite reluctant to let him go.
"Thank you, Master!" Queen Mother Xi was overjoyed and saluted Xuanqing.
"But in that case, the size and weight will be much greater..."
Xuanqing originally planned to carry the big ship directly to the ocean after completing the ship building.
After all, he is now a Taiyi Golden Immortal, or a middle-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal, and can barely be considered an upper-middle-class immortal cultivator.
"By the way, have you ever..." Xuan Qing took a look around.
Storage bag and the like, but that was the name Xuan Qing got from Xianxia novels.
In the ancient history that he knew, the description of a storage bag had never appeared.
"Is there anything?" Qingluan asked curiously.
"It's an item that can hold a lot of things." Xuan Qing asked a little embarrassed.
