Lu Li shook his head, looked at Yu Wenshu next to Yu Wenshen, and said with a smile, "You have to ask him this question."
After hearing this, Feng Tingzong looked at Yu Wenshu again.
Yu Wenwen smiled and said: "Go all the way west to the Lingwu Immortal Realm."
"Lingwu Immortal Realm? Is it far?" Feng Tingzong asked curiously.
"It's a long way to travel normally. It will take at least two to three hundred years. However, there are many Tianhe teleportation arrays in the second heaven. Like the void teleportation arrays in the first heaven, you can teleport to the nearest island in Lingwu, and then rush there. It will be much faster." Yu Wenwen replied.
"Hiss! The second-level void boat will take two to three hundred years, so the transmission cost is not low, right?" Feng Tingzong said in shock.
"It's hard to say this. I estimate that it would cost four to five million low-grade immortal stones to be divided equally among one person. But there are many of us, so it's not impossible to discuss it with them..." Yu Wenwen said thoughtfully.
"Four to five million per person?"
Feng Tingzong frowned: "Is the Tianhe teleportation array here also under the control of Tianbao Pavilion?"
"Not all. Islands closer to the Immortal Realm Continent are generally owned by nearby Immortal Realm sects." Yu Wenwen responded.
"Ahem, I also said that if it was Tianbao Pavilion's territory, I would just grab it." Feng Tingzong laughed dryly after hearing this.
"Mr. Feng, please don't mess around. This is not the first level of heaven. There are powerful Xuanxian people in Tianbao Pavilion. I'm afraid our current strength is not enough." Yu Wenwen said with a strange expression.
"It's just a joke. But having said that, when we gain strength, I really want to destroy Tianbao Pavilion." Feng Tingzong said seriously.
Yu Wenwen smiled and said nothing.
In fact, I secretly sighed in my heart: Tianbao Pavilion is not so easy to destroy.
"By the way, Great Elder, what are we going to do in the Lingwu Immortal Territory? Could it be that the Lingwu Immortal Territory, like Dongxuan, is the territory of the Tianji Palace, and we are going to establish a sect there." Feng Tingzong saw Yuwen Wen Without saying anything, he thought about it and asked again.
"You are right, Lingwu Immortal Domain is also the territory of Tianji Palace, and like Dongxuan, no sect has been established on it." Yu Wenwen nodded.
"Ah? Then, wouldn't we have to fight again?" Feng Tingzong said depressedly.
"That's not necessary. Although Lingwu does not have a sect, it is different from Dongxuan. It is a fairyland that has been announced to the outside world and outsiders are not allowed to build cities and families in it."
"So, there should be no city in Lingwu today." Yu Wenwen explained patiently.
"Is it useful if you just announce it?" Feng Tingzong looked puzzled.
"Of course, do you think the words "Tianji Palace" are just decoration? What's more, we only have such a territory in the Second Heaven, and other factions have to give us some face no matter what.
As for the casual cultivators, those who knew this rule would not dare to disobey it. At most, they would just hide and practice secretly. If they dared to establish a city family, someone would naturally deal with them. "Yu Wenwen said firmly.
In fact, Lingwu is the same as Dongxuan. Although there is no sect on the surface, there is still an inspection office established by Tianji Palace secretly. It is just like Tianyin Mountain at the beginning, but it is not known to ordinary people.
The Lingwu Supervision Office is located in the vast, undulating ancient mountain range in the middle of the Lingwu Immortal Domain, called the Yuyang Mountains.
Although the Yuyang Mountains are huge.
But in fact there is only an ancient Taoist temple inside.
The Taoist temple was built near a stream. There were three people living in it, a white-haired old Taoist, a middle-aged Taoist, and a young Taoist.
The old white-haired Taoist meditates by the stream all year round, sometimes staying there for several years.
The middle-aged Taoist likes to play chess most. He plays chess by himself under the old tree in the courtyard all year round, often sitting there for several months.
Only the young Taoist couldn't sit still, he often went out and wandered around, and never came back for a hundred years. Every time he came back, he would stand by the stream or in the courtyard for a while, and then he would sigh and go back to the house to cover his head and fall asleep. Then he left quietly.
On this day, the young Taoist came back again. He first went back to the courtyard to watch the master playing chess, then shook his head and went to the stream to watch the old Taoist meditate. Finally, he sighed softly and prepared to go back to sleep with his head covered.
But today, the old Taoist unexpectedly stopped him: "Yuan Zheng, come here, I have something to tell you."
"Master." The young man walked back to the old Taoist and bowed respectfully.
"Yuan Zheng, how have you been with Lingwu these years?" The old Taoist turned his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Back to Master, everything is as usual in Lingwu. There are no unruly people. Some of the Lingshan mineral veins have been borrowed by some casual cultivators from afar to cultivate. The disciple has not made things difficult for them. He only warned them that he will repay this karma one day. Don't feel conflicted when the time comes, they all agreed, and if there is an assignment in the future, they will not refuse." The young man replied.
"Very good, then go ahead and tell them. Just say that the time to repay is coming soon and let them prepare." The old Taoist nodded.
"Yes, Master." Although Yuan Zheng was a little confused, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Hey! After sitting for a hundred thousand years, we are finally about to be freed." After Yuan Zheng left, the old Taoist slowly walked down the stone platform, looked up at the sky, and then walked slowly towards the Taoist temple.
In the front yard of the Taoist temple, under the old tree leaning against the wall on the east side, the middle-aged Taoist man was still staring at the chessboard motionless, as if he was frozen.
The old man came to the gate of the courtyard.
He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged Taoist, then shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly to the opposite side of the middle-aged Taoist.
Then he put his fingers together and tapped lightly on the chessboard under him. In an instant, the black and white chess pieces exploded, turning into black and white qi to form a Tai Chi pattern on the chessboard.
The Tai Chi diagram turned faintly and turned into a mirror. A man wearing a white Taoist robe appeared in the mirror. His face looked younger, but for some reason, he had some white hair.
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly came to his senses and said, "Master, why are you here?"
The old Taoist rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man: "If you don't come here as my teacher, you will become obsessed with me. I will let you learn the art of deduction. It would be better for you to really start studying the chess game."
The middle-aged Taoist scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard this: "My disciple thinks that this game is very interesting, and he can't help but start playing with himself."
"Hmph! I see that you are impatient with life. The way of self-playing seems simple, but in fact it is a contest with your own inner demons. No matter whether white wins or black wins in the end, you actually lose." The man warned sternly.
"Ah? Why is that?"
"Because you are completely addicted to it, and you can't tell which side is you. In the end, your inner demons get the upper hand. No matter which side loses, you feel that you have lost." The old Taoist advised.
"Hiss! No wonder the unwillingness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger..." The middle-aged Taoist suddenly woke up.
"Hey! Go out for a walk. When one day you truly understand why you lose, you can play a game with yourself again. Only then can you understand the truth of the great road." The old Taoist shook his head and looked at the door.
"Where are you going, disciple?" the middle-aged Taoist asked in confusion.
"You can go east. If you encounter a fight between a dragon and a tiger, just stop and wait. Within a few years, a great opportunity will come to you." The old Taoist said in a friendly voice.
