Bang, bang, bang...
Squatting in a place southeast of Penglai, Su Qing swung the hoe and hit it again and again.
Every time the hoe fell, the ground flashed with blue light. The dull sound was like someone playing drums underground, causing ripples to form in the sea at the edge of the island.
Two cranes stood aside and chirped from time to time, as if urging something.
"Don't be impatient, just be patient." Su Qing stopped the hoe. "It will take more than a short time to dig out this spiritual spring. Calculating the time outside Penglai, it will take at least ten years."
There is a wonderful way and truth to open up a blessed land, and those who are destined can dig out the spiritual spring in just a few clicks. But for a real immortal like Su Qing, it would be more time-consuming and labor-intensive than a mortal digging a well.
Swinging a hoe is only a hoe, digging a foot is only a foot. When the spring water is dug out, can the congenital Ren water be used for enlightenment.
Whoosh, whoosh——
The two old cranes continued to chirp to express their demands.
The Blue Bird, the Crane, and the Crane are all enlightened immortal birds, and the spiritual leaves and grass on the island are enough. But only the blue bird has the aura of a fairy bird, while the two old cranes have a beastly nature that cannot be eliminated. From time to time he would catch fish to satisfy his appetite, and even more so, he would like to have a spiritual spring to quench his thirst.
"There's really nothing I can do against you." Su Qing pinched out two handfuls of fresh water, and took some spiritual roots and apricot leaves to dissolve in the water. It turned into two balls of blue light and floated high into the sky.
call out--
Four fairy birds spread their wings at the same time and flew high into the sky to chase and drink.
"Although raising birds is a bit troublesome, it is always good to have more freshness."
Su Qing looked up eagerly, with a smile on her lips.
After seeing off those people in Qianzhou, I had some free time. As for what this world is like, I basically never think about it again.
The path to eternal life has no time, and one can be leisurely and contented. Except for the sect leaders who take care of their families, few immortals care about external affairs. It is also a common problem among Taoists to deal with disaster randomly.
…
Di Shengqianzhou, Liejian Villa.
The front hall of the villa was crowded, with more than a hundred people crowded in. Men, women, fat, thin, old and young, monks, Taoists and laymen from all walks of life.
At a glance, you can tell that it is a gathering of Jianghu people, discussing important matters. The overall atmosphere is very depressing, almost the two extremes of Penglai.
Su Qing just lay down and cultivated immortality, no matter whether it was a little corgi or a big golden retriever next. However, the strong men in the world of Di Sheng Qian Continent obviously have a stronger sense of worry.
In the not-so-large hall, at least 80% of the people were respectable. Especially the elites of the seven major sects, almost all of them were present.
There are seven chairs in the hall, all of them empty. There were three-level warriors chatting nearby, but no one dared to sit down.
Under normal circumstances, the seven chairs belong to the seven heads. But today everyone knows that none of those people will come.
Because the leader who didn't come was the reason for the gathering.
"They are all really missing?"
"Probably, no body was found anyway."
"Coupled with the loss of elite disciples before, our Shengqian State is set back ten years."
"Hey, the seven sects are in trouble, Qianzhou is in trouble..."
"Ancestors have arrived..."
The disciples outside the door shouted loudly, and everyone in the hall fell silent. Then they saw seven old men filing in from outside and sitting down on chairs.
"I've met my ancestor!"
Everyone in the hall saluted.
They are all influential figures of the previous generation, old monsters who have not been born in the seven major sects. The warriors in the hall are all extraordinary, but in front of these few, they are all juniors.
Especially the old man in white sitting in the main seat.
The old owner of Liejian Villa, Xu Wansheng, the ancestor of the Xu family.
The fourth turn of the soul.
"It's really gratifying to hear that the old village owner has broken through to the fourth level of Yuan Shen."
"It's been hard keeping this secret from us all these years."
"Master Linghui has not had four reincarnations since his death. The old owner of the village is the first person in five hundred years..."
"Forget it about these scenes, we all know why we are here." The old man in white had a sinking face. "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. I am not the only one who has experienced the fourth transformation of his soul."
Everyone was silent for a while.
It's not just flattering, it's more of a way to relieve stress.
The elite disciples of the seven major sects died, the seven masters disappeared, the fairy mountain suddenly appeared, and the mysterious fourth-level powerhouse...
If you take out any one of them, it will be a huge event. Now all added together, it is simply too depressing to think.
"Old Master Xu, please forgive me for speaking frankly." One person cupped his fists and saluted.
"This kind of thing is not something that we can worry about. It has been several days, and now we are suddenly summoned. There must be a charter, so you can tell us directly what to do."
"Okay, I won't hide it anymore." Xu Wansheng exchanged glances with the six ancestors and said, "We have reached an agreement, please use the Martial Holy Sword to destroy Penglai!"
Buzz…
There was an uproar in the hall.
The reason why Di Sheng Qian Continent is called Di Sheng Qian Continent is because according to legend, there once appeared a nine-turn Yuan Shen who was named the Martial Saint by the world.
The Martial Saint shattered the void and soared, leaving behind his sword.
In subsequent history, this sword appeared many times, and each time it was a bloody storm.
It was more than eighty years ago since the last time the Holy Sword was born. Among the people present, almost no one had seen his grace.
But what surprised everyone the most was not this, but the decision to annihilate Penglai.
"Old Master Xu." Someone couldn't help but said: "Isn't it better to get in touch with masters of the fourth level of Yuan Shen first?"
Someone immediately nodded in agreement.
The identity and motive of the other party are unknown, only that he is a fourth-level soul. From the very beginning, there was a fight to the death with this kind of monster, even among the seven major sects, many people were reluctant.
"It is difficult to make this decision, but it has to be done." Xu Wansheng said solemnly: "Don't think that we are just taking revenge. In fact, the master of Penglai is a great threat to Di Shengqianzhou. The stakes are, Even if I don’t tell you, you should understand.”
"What the old village owner said is absolutely true. This is not a simple grudge. Master Penglai supported Qingzhou, and within three months he had achieved ten Yuan Shen realms, and one more."
"We can also send young warriors there. The people from Qianzhou are no worse than those from Qingzhou."
"Bah, why do Qianzhou geniuses need outsiders? Moreover, the other party is obviously partial to Qingzhou, but is an enemy of Qianzhou. The seven leaders are afraid of bad luck, and it will be a matter of time before they come to us."
"Yes, even if he doesn't come, we can't let Qingzhou grow bigger. How can a group of ignorant country bumpkins deserve to be on an equal footing with us..."
The peace talks faction and the war faction argued endlessly, with the war faction clearly gaining the upper hand.
"Everyone, please listen to me." Seeing that the discussion was almost over, Xu Wansheng spoke again.
"If it's just the fourth level of the soul, it's okay to talk to him. But the things on Penglai Island can make the innate soul enter the soul, and the potential is not trivial. Please ask yourselves, if it were you sitting in Penglai, would you be willing to settle down in a corner?"
These are heart-breaking words, and no one from the Peace Talks faction said anything.
People in the world are fighting for just one breath, and few can be content to be hermits. And judging from the style of the Penglai master, he was decisive and ambitious. No one would believe him if he said he would stay quiet.
"There is an ancient sword formation in Liejian Villa, which can kill enemies thousands of miles away." Xu Wansheng gave the final weight: "It is difficult for me to activate the formation with my own strength. So I ask for your help to kill the enemy together." Lord of Penglai.”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's concerns were completely dispelled.
You can use your sword to kill enemies thousands of miles away, and you don’t have to be afraid even if you have five or six souls. Even if he can't be killed, if the opponent comes to fight, he will still be a big man to carry it.
"We are willing to follow and kill the Lord of Penglai together!"
The martial arts elites of Qianzhou reached a final consensus.
The four people who had survived in Penglai were also in the hall, and they had not spoken a word from beginning to end. Seeing that all the people in the world were full of fighting spirit, the four of them became more and more uneasy.
"Do you think this can be done?"
"It's hard to say, but I know one thing for sure."
"What's up?"
"It would be a shame if it works, but if it doesn't work... that will be the real tragedy of Qianzhou."
…
There are evil spirits in the sea, which are threatening to harm the people. The Qiwu are far away to kill them, but to no avail. The Zhengdao Alliance formed an alliance, elected Xu Zu as the leader, took the holy soldiers, and executed him again.
"Qianzhou Chronicle"
