Immortal Tantai asked Mu Nan and Xie Huaiwei to travel.
In order to increase the understanding of Tao and create conditions for refining the void.
The so-called travel does not necessarily mean traveling around the world, but rather experiencing more people or things.
Now you are in the Binhai Demon Realm.
Floating between the demon realm and the Taoist sect, although there are merits in the chaos, the two of them are human monks after all.
Given the delicate relationship between humans and monsters in the world of cultivation, I'm afraid it won't please either side.
There is no better choice of place to develop and grow.
Both of them have the important task of reviving the sect on their shoulders.
The great masters of the original sect will definitely not leave only one or two chess pieces, but at the moment they don’t know their identities, so they can only analyze and guess based on clues.
Mu Nan, in particular, faced not only the problem of returning to the Tianxian Prison.
If you want to save Tucheng under the Leifeng Pagoda, you need to face Beiliu Zen Temple, and even Bodhi Temple, which is inextricably linked to him, is secretly opposed to the entire Buddhist sect.
Fairy Shuyun sent Jueyuan into reincarnation and killed Duan Yulou.
If he wants to save her, in addition to the feud between the Buddhist sect, he seems to be facing the Hehe Immortal Palace. Can the Heroic Sect behind him give up?
In Xie Huaiwei's opinion, Murong Qingzhi's method of marriage was to treat Hehe Immortal Palace as the harem of the Heroes Sect.
In Mu Nan's view, Murong Qingzhi's behavior was comparable to that of Cixi who ceded territory and paid compensation.
Measure and combine the material resources of the Immortal Palace, and gain the favor of a group of heroic sects.
Behind it is the Qunying Sect, which was the instigator but is now flourishing.
What's more, there is also the theory of a catastrophe of ten thousand years.
"Besieged on all sides!"
Mu Nan sighed.
Against the entire world of cultivation, Buddhism, Taoism, demon clan, and only the underworld are all enemies.
"We can choose a blessed place, use the name of Wuzhuang Temple to recruit disciples, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity."
There is nothing wrong with Xie Huaiwei's suggestion.
The practice of encircling cities from rural areas is quite mature.
"The blessed land in the world has been divided up completely. I have been in Dafeng Jiankang for three years, but I have made no progress in my cultivation. This shows that I am lacking in spiritual energy!"
Mu Nan felt helpless: "Without a blessed land, even with a long history, how many outstanding people can be cultivated?"
There was one thing he didn't say.
The time given to him was less than a hundred years, otherwise it would still be a question of whether Tu Cheng could climb out from under Leifeng Pagoda.
Whether the conflict between the Jedi Demon Refining Formation of Hehe Immortal Palace and the King's Order can last for a hundred years is still unknown.
"It's not that there are no blessings!" Xie Huaiwei said with certainty: "After thousands of years of cultivation, there are always a few hidden blessed places wandering around the world. The key question is how to keep them!"
"In the stage of becoming a god, you can be considered a powerful person, right?" Mu Nan flashed his eyes: "As long as the blessed land is hidden enough, so what if it lasts a while?"
"Brother Nan is right!" Xie Huaiwei nodded: "In the name of small and medium-sized sects, it is a good way to treat the heroic sects in a meandering way and seek long-term benefits!"
"Here comes the problem!" Mu Nan said with a bitter face, "Where is the blessed land?"
Seven thousand miles southeast of the Binhai Monster Territory, there is an island called Huludao. Because it is constantly attacked by evil winds, it cannot produce any intelligent monsters, and humans rarely touch it.
It has been forgotten for a long time, but it is actually a natural blessed land. What is recorded in the Heavenly Book of Cultivation is actually an ancient cave.
"Since it is a cave, we will go explore it. If we can use it for our own use, it will be the new location of Wuzhuang Temple."
"Huaiwei!" After listening to her introduction, Mu Nan looked strange:
"Do you have a hidden identity? Do you know such secrets? Don't tell me what's in the Heavenly Book of Cultivation!"
"The Heavenly Book of Cultivation is a volume of the Heavenly Book of All Realms!" Xie Huaiwei confessed all her family background: "What I can see is just the tip of the iceberg, which covers 80% of the world."
You can only learn a stone in cultivation, but I have eight buckets to myself.
When Xie Huaiwei said this, Mu Nan still felt a little disapproving.
Now it seems that she is ashamed of herself.
He didn’t know what the Heavenly Book of All Realms was.
But the name alone is quite bluffing, right?
"Let's go to Huludao!"
Mu Nan's ambition was fulfilled, he held out the measuring ruler and put his arms around Xie Huaiwei's waist.
Toward the cloud.
"Mr. Mu, please stay!"
The distance of seven thousand miles cannot be said to be far, nor can it be said to be close.
Just as Mu Nan's hand was reluctant to leave, a figure covered with flowers hurried towards the two of them.
He shouted in the distance.
acquaintance?
The two stood on the sky measuring ruler, and in an instant, their figures came closer.
Dark green floral skirt, half-naked jade arms, and bare feet.
There are thousands of flower demon flowers.
"Mr. Mu, you are well!" Hua Qianduo stopped two feet away from the two of them and bowed slightly: "This girl named Xie is well."
"flower girl?"
Mu Nan didn't know why his tone suddenly became frivolous. When he realized that he was losing his temper, he quickly calmed down and asked:
"Isn't the girl in a secret realm? How could she come out?"
"Daoli, the commander-in-chief of the Patrol Supervisor, has granted amnesty to all the monsters in the Heavenly Prison. You can stay and go as you please." Hua Qianduo explained: "I wonder if you, sir, remember the agreement between you and me?"
The heavenly hell is opened, and thousands of flowers become bookboys, enjoying the flowers and dancing with ink together.
"I remember."
Mu Nan has not forgotten the so-called agreement.
But he was curious at the moment, why would Daoli let go of the Heavenly Hell monster?
Is it the idea of a human emperor granting amnesty to the world, or is there another agenda?
"Heaven's Hell is open!" Hua Qianduo jumped up and down, completely different from the calm and elegant look in the secret realm: "I'm here to be the young master's book boy!"
"Hey!" Mu Nan didn't want to dampen her mood, so she just sighed and said, "Hua Qianduo, you may not realize the seriousness of the matter!"
"Ah, are you planning to break the date?"
Hua Qianduo felt a little aggrieved: "I have been chasing you for a long time."
Mu Nan smiled bitterly, briefly explained the dilemma he was facing now, and said, "Now, are you still willing to be a book boy who dies at any time?"
"I just want to plant flowers and plants!" Hua Qianduo said unconcernedly: "By the way, I will write and draw. Wherever the young master is, I will be there!"
"Since you are willing to continue being a book boy, I don't have any objections."
Mu Nan said, glanced at Xie Huaiwei, received a positive nod, and then asked: "How do you know where I am?"
"When you drink the scented tea I make, you will smell the scent of flowers. As long as you are still here, I can feel where it is!"
Seeing Mu Nan smelling his left shoulder subconsciously, Hua Qianduo continued: "Only I can smell it."
"Hmm..." Mu Nan seemed to be thoughtful and asked, "We want to go to Huludao together?"
"I'm walking with you!"
After saying that, Hua Qianduo jumped onto the measuring ruler and stood obediently behind Mu Nan and Xie Huaiwei.
The measuring ruler turned into a stream of light and continued to fly.
As the number of monsters becomes less and less, and even ordinary fish and shrimps are basically extinct, waves of evil winds are coming.
A hundred miles further, a lonely gourd-shaped island came into view.
There is not a single plant on the island, just sea sand and jagged rocks.
Desolation everywhere.
And the evil wind was blowing vertically and horizontally, sometimes rolling up tornadoes and throwing them into the sea.
"Huaiwei, this has nothing to do with the blessed land!"
