natural fairy species

Chapter 112 The curtain of the land reclamation war
"If Senior Uncle Bai believes in me, this disciple is willing to go to the outer sect for a try and be a pawn for Uncle Bai."

Su Lie lowered his head. After all, he had ambitions in his heart, and he was unwilling to be an ordinary handyman disciple.

"Very good, then tell me which class you plan to go to, which will help me the most?"

Bai Zichen didn't mind this ambition.

The world of cultivating immortals is different from that of ordinary people. The stewards in the middle level of Qi Refining and the elders in building foundations are already people from two worlds. Smart people with normal thinking will not have any thoughts that they shouldn't have.

"The disciple chooses the General Affairs Hall..."

Su Lie expressed his thoughts in a calm tone as much as possible. He knew that this was the second important turning point in his life after he stepped on the road to immortality.

"The work of the general affairs hall seems to be heavy, and it is squeezed in the middle of the five halls to be angry everywhere, but in fact, the administrative affairs have affected everyone in the sect."

"There, you can get in touch with a large number of grassroots disciples, and analyze useful information from them."

"Master Uncle has just become a Foundation Establishment, and when he must use a lot of resources, I will do my best to provide Master Uncle with the necessary resources for cultivation."

"Go on, I know what's on my mind."

Bai Zichen waved for Su Lie to leave, this person is just an idler, he can play the best role.

In the following days, besides practicing the Fire Dragon Returning to Yuan Sutra normally, Bai Zichen also learned Tenglong's reciting method.

This technique of using the divine consciousness is about moving one's mind at will.

When the consciousness is running, if it is in a defensive state, it can turn into two peaceful dragons to guard the sea of ​​consciousness.

If it attacks the enemy, it will become two ferocious dragons, rushing to bite the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

After getting started, the secret method of Tenglong can only be improved slowly.

Bai Zichen has just practiced for a month, and the so-called Shenlong he evolved is similar to a loach.

"Regardless of defense or attack, it is at least twice as effective as the simplest and most brutal use of divine sense before."

Compared with casting gods, the difficulty of practicing Tenglong's thoughts is much easier.

No matter how you practice it, it is just a skill in the use of divine consciousness.

You can only increase the efficiency of using your divine consciousness as you become more proficient.

But the upper limit of one's own spiritual consciousness will not be enhanced a little bit by practicing Tenglong thoughts.

After finishing today's homework, Bai Zichen looked at the time, got on the white cloud cap with colorful patterns and flew towards the Patriarch Hall.

Three days ago, a message came from the elder token, and today the elders will hold a collegiate meeting in the Patriarch Hall.

All elders in the sect must be present without special circumstances.

After Bai Zichen established his foundation, he hadn't participated in any elders' collegial meeting, so he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

In front of the Patriarch Hall, after showing the token, he walked in under the admiring eyes of several Qi Refining disciples.

"This is Master Bai?"

"It must be, such a young and unfamiliar elder..."

A female disciple with a peach blossom face kept watching his back, with two blushes on her face.

"Uncle Bai is only a few years older than others, and he doesn't have a Taoist companion yet... I wonder what his standards are for a Taoist companion?"

Another qi refining disciple rolled his eyes and continued to welcome the elder who came later.

Among all the elders in Zushitang, Bai Zichen has the least seniority, and he has to salute one when he sees one.

If you are acquainted, stop and say a few words.

"I met Senior Brother Bai."

A tall, ordinary-looking woman bumped into her head-on, and offered to salute.

Bai Zichen was slightly taken aback, and at the same time bowed slightly.

"Junior Brother Bai probably doesn't know Junior Sister Lan yet, so let me introduce you... Lan Hong, a true disciple 20 years ago, also successfully broke through the realm three months after you successfully established your foundation."

Gu Xisheng from behind took a step forward and introduced them to the two.

"Last month, Junior Sister Lan just performed an elder acceptance ceremony, officially becoming the No. 30 nine elders of the sect."

It turned out to be the elder who established the foundation behind him.

Bai Zichen suddenly realized that the other party's true inheritance was achieved 20 years ago, and based on his age, it is very likely that this is the second attempt to build a foundation.

"It's a pity that the other two long-standing deacons failed to break through..."

Gu Xisheng, as the elder in charge of the general affairs hall, had to go through his hands for all matters of the sect, big or small.

When it comes to being well-informed, don't think twice.

Bai Zichen chatted with Gu Xisheng and Lan Hong for a few words, only then did he realize that except for Su Li and Tan Qin, the masters of the eight Foundation Establishment Pills had already finished retreat.

Among the six, only Bai Zichen and Lan Hong succeeded in building the foundation.

With Foundation Establishment Pill, the ratio of three to one is really low.

"Brother Gu, I happen to have something to discuss with you..."

Bai Zichen thought about Su Lie's whereabouts, so he just wanted to consult Gu Xisheng.

"My disciple, Su Lie, has been by my side for many years and has been doing his best. Recently, he wants to do more for the sect."

"I asked him what he meant. He wanted to go to the General Affairs Hall to do something. This matter will have to trouble Senior Brother Gu a little bit."

"You don't have to doubt the ability of the people around Junior Brother Bai...tomorrow let him come directly to the General Affairs Hall to report, and I will find someone to make arrangements."

Gu Xi said with a smile.

This kind of thing is the practice among the elders, so it is not surprising.

A few days ago, Lan Hong arranged for the maid beside her to be the steward of Lingzhi Church.

This maid is actually a junior of Lan Hong Mortal.

Normally speaking, the aptitude of the waste spirit root doesn't even have the qualifications to join the Qingfeng sect.

"That's it, thank you Senior Brother Gu in advance."

Bai Zichen looked at the elders who came continuously, and found that there were almost thirty of them.

"Do you two know the content of today's collegiate meeting? The notice solemnly stated that there are no special circumstances to be present. Is it a big deal?"

"The ancestors have decided to issue a land reclamation order... to start a land reclamation war!"

Gu Xisheng and Lan Hong looked at each other, with mixed emotions of excitement and fear in their voices.

"The wasteland war... so fast."

It was the first time he learned about the land reclamation war. Bai Zichen was just a budding ordinary boy of the Mozhubai clan.

Now he has grown into a foundation-building elder who is the backbone of the pioneering war.

Because of the crime of colluding with the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Huofeng Mo family killed a group and served as hard labor. The family size has shrunk greatly.

But the tension in the entire Montenegro spirit veins has not been relieved.

Five families of cultivators newly moved here, thousands of monks crowded on a second-level spiritual mountain peak, and it has been nearly ten years.

Resources are tight, space is narrow, and contradictions abound.

Even the spiritual energy needed for daily practice is too dense because of the monks, which affects the progress of the younger generations in the clan.

If it weren't for the words of Old Ancestor Yang, within ten years the Qingfeng Sect would definitely launch a land reclamation war to open up new spiritual veins suitable for the survival of human monks.

The five clans of cultivating immortals could no longer suppress it, and there was going to be bloodshed.

There is also an increasingly large group of casual cultivators and an increasing number of catastrophic cultivators, all of which make the land reclamation war imminent.

For Qingfengmen, the land reclamation war is also a huge opportunity.

Thinking that the noble banner of human monks opening up spiritual lands, and then using a few second-order spiritual veins as a sweetener, attracted countless monks to overcome obstacles and shed blood.

Once successful, there will be a lot of resources in the bag.

Most importantly, the sect can add a third-order spirit vein.

In every wasteland war, monks rose from it, but accompanied by the corpses of a hundred times as many monks.

Even the elders of the sect had examples of being injured in the land reclamation war.

"Brothers, the two patriarchs have passed down a decree to start the land reclamation war as soon as possible."

Wei Dao lightly tapped the jade pan on the side of his lower body, and the crisp sound overwhelmed the noise of the audience.

"I'm going to set a goal and make a plan as soon as possible... The third-rank demon king will be solved by the two ancestors."

Behind Wei Dao, a huge map slowly unfolded, on which the trend of the entire Montenegro mountain range was clearly marked.

"Qingniu Valley, Feiyue Lake... Our goals have always been these two. Brothers and sisters can speak freely, and today we will set the final goal of land reclamation."

On the map, these two locations are lit up with dazzling auras.

Taking Qingfeng Gate as the starting point, the traveling route, the group of monsters passing by, the valuable spiritual veins and resource points, all shone with darker auras of various colors.

"Sure enough, it's these two places. The patriarch's speculation was correct... In fact, there are not many places that the sect can choose."

Bai Zichen's eyes were solemn, and those sub-brightness lights were densely packed.

Farther away, as long as there are traces of the third-order demon king, there will be red lights looming, indicating possible risks.

It can be seen how much the Qingfeng sect attaches importance to the land reclamation war and how comprehensive and meticulous the preparations are.

"Feiyue Lake is a third-tier high-grade spiritual vein, with vertical and horizontal water veins, and hundreds of acres of third-tier spiritual fields can be opened up around it..."

Liang Yu spoke first, his voice was vigorous and powerful, exuding convincing power.

"As long as Feiyue Lake is captured, the sect can train hundreds more disciples within a Jiazi by virtue of the rich surrounding products."

"After setting up the big formation, it can greatly enhance the sect's control over the depths of the Black Mountain. It can even form a third-order top-grade spiritual land to support an ancestor of knotting alchemy!"

"So my attitude is very clear... Feiyue Lake, and only Feiyue Lake!"

"Junior Brother Liang's words are not unreasonable, but we have too little information on how capable the dragon under Feiyue Lake is..."

Tan Changkong spoke extremely slowly and his voice was soft, forming two extremes with Liang Yu.

"If the strength of Jiaolong is too much higher than expected, and the strength of the sect is too damaged, it will not be worthwhile."

"It's safer to come from Qingniu Valley. We have a record of fighting the third-level one-horned Kui Niu demon king. Even if there is an accident, we can handle it."

"A wasteland reclamation war will take at least a hundred years of recuperation before it can be started again! Are we going to waste this opportunity in a valley of green cattle?"

Liang Yu didn't give in at all because of Tan Changkong's age.

"Heishan County is poor in resources. If we want to develop, we can only develop the depths of Heishan...Everyone, think about how many spirit pills can be refined from the dozens of second-level spiritual grasses that have been discovered in Feiyue Lake! A hundred acres of third-level Ling Tian, ​​how much Ling rice can be harvested every year?"

"The Qingniu Valley is also deep in the Black Mountain. Doesn't winning the third-order low-grade spiritual vein count as pioneering?"

"Except for the second-order sulfur smoky crystals that the group of stupid cows like to eat, the valley is a wasteland. What's the use of getting it!"

One by one the elders stood up to express their opinions.

Bai Zichen figured it out, there were two distinct factions.

The Law Enforcement Hall and the other departments all support the land reclamation of Feiyue Lake, the Alchemy Hall, and the Elders of the Talisman Hall all stand in line with Qingniu Valley.

The rest of the elders basically watched from the sidelines and rarely spoke.

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