Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

On the renovated land, colorful mountain flowers and vibrant wild grasses have emerged one after another. They are either dotted among the grass, or spread all over the land like a colorful brocade.

At the same time, the clear stream that had dried up began to flow again. The gurgling sound of the stream was like a pleasant piece of music, echoing in the valley. It rushed down along the winding river, splashing crystal clear water, like strings of pearls scattered on the water, shining with charming light.

The waterfall in the mountains is even more magnificent than ever before. The rushing water is like a giant white dragon, roaring into the deep pool, stirring up layers of mist. The sunlight refracts through the mist to create colorful rays of light, which is like a dream, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

The Feng people stood in front of this familiar yet strange land, staring at the scene in front of them, with indescribable excitement surging in their hearts. This was the land where they had lived and multiplied for generations!

No matter how the world changes, what never changes is that the leaves return to their roots.

Looking at this brand new home, the Feng people could not help but burst into tears. This place carries too many of their memories and emotions, and is the root they can never give up. Every inch of land flows with the sweat and wisdom of their ancestors, and every mountain has witnessed the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the Feng people.

"This is our home!" a white-haired old woman said in a trembling voice, her wrinkled hands gently stroking the land beneath her feet, as if she could feel the traces left by the years. Other tribesmen nodded in agreement, their eyes full of love and attachment to their homeland.

"Okay, everyone stand back, I'm going to add the final touch to this beautiful painting." Fu Ling'er couldn't help but be intoxicated by the beautiful habitat. Now the only thing missing was the most important sycamore tree.

Fu Ling'er soared into the air, hovering in mid-air, and with a movement of her enormous mental power, she covered the entire habitat.

Eh? That place...

Fu Linger looked over there, and saw that the inside of a cliff where the sun shone directly was particularly hot. Thinking about it carefully, she knew that the treasure of the Phoenix Clan, the fire of the Southern Ming Fire, must be hidden there.

However, since she has no shortage of divine fire, she does not covet it.

So, she started to act again, her mental power surged again, and bursts of light flashed.

Along the southeast side of the habitat, rows of tall and straight sycamore trees stand neatly like brave guards, their thick trunks like solid pillars, supporting the dense and green canopy.

Each leaf of the sycamore tree is an intoxicating emerald green, as if it had been carefully painted by nature, lush and verdant, exuding a vibrant breath.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming patches of mottled light and shadow, adding a bit of mystery and fantasy to the forest. When the breeze blows, the leaves rustle, as if whispering an ancient story.

"It's a paulownia tree. It's really a paulownia tree," Feng Jiahong murmured to herself, covering her mouth, tears rolling down her cheeks like strings of pearls.

"That's great! There is always a way out. Our Phoenix clan has hope," another old man from the Phoenix clan also cried with joy. This is the scene they have been looking forward to for countless years!

"Ms. Ling, I really don't know how to thank you. Please accept our greetings." Feng Jiahong was so excited that she didn't know how to thank Fu Ling'er. She could only kowtow to Fu Ling'er with her clansmen to express her gratitude.

"Alright, alright, get up quickly and don't say thank you anymore. It's my honor to help you. From now on, just live a good life, which is the best way to repay me."

"Yes, Miss Zun Ling ordered,"

"Yeah, as for the safety issue, do you have any countermeasures?" Fu Ling'er also reminded them that the minions of the Heavenly Emperor Palace were still very rampant. Maybe they would come here again one day, which would be troublesome.

"Miss Ling, don't worry. We were caught off guard and didn't have time to react, so we were taken advantage of. We will be fully prepared this time. After you leave, I will use the secret method of the Phoenix Clan to seal off this habitat, and no one will be able to get in."

"Okay. Then I won't worry about it. You guys... just take care of yourself! Yuan, Xuanchen, let's go."

The Qiankun pen comes out and magical skills appear.

It was the Dragon Clan's turn to get excited. However, with the Phoenix Clan's precedent, they could face it calmly.

After another cup of tea, a group of people appeared in Longyuan Canyon.

Before the dragon people could get excited, Fu Ling'er told them to restore the tribe's land to its original state.

The habitat of the Dragon Clan is completely different from the exquisite and demanding habitat of the Phoenix Clan, which is like a fairyland. There are not too many red tapes and harsh requirements here, and everything seems so simple and natural.

The places where the dragon people live are rough and bold. The houses are either made of solid boulders. Although the appearance is not finely carved, it exudes a primitive and majestic atmosphere. Or they are tall caves. These buildings and caves are built by the mountains and rivers, scattered in the valleys, as if integrated with the surrounding nature.

Walking into the place where the dragon people live, the ruins have been restored into simple and practical stone houses. The roofs are covered with thick thatch to protect against wind and rain. There is nothing special about the caves, as long as they are tall and big enough to accommodate their huge bodies. It is just that there is an ancient totem pattern engraved on the lintel of each building, which may symbolize their worship of strength and courage.

Compared with the Phoenix Clan's habitat, which is full of flowers and green trees, the Dragon Clan's land has a more wild beauty. Here, it is surrounded by high mountains, rushing streams, and lush forests.

The clan's land was restored to its original appearance. The dragon people happily flew into the sky and roared to the sky. Giant dragons circled above the clan's land, releasing the joy in their hearts wantonly.

The roar of the dragon echoes in the sky, making people feel the powerful vitality contained in this land.

"That's great. Seeing them continue to thrive on this land is the greatest comfort in this world. Ling'er, let's go."

"Okay, let's go." Fu Ling'er felt that another mission of hers had been accomplished and was in a good mood.

So, Fu Ling'er, Wanqi Yuan and Xuan Chen quietly left Longyuan Valley.

After Long Jingsheng had vented the passion in his heart, he turned around and found that Fu Ling'er was no longer there.

"I am grateful for your kindness, Miss Ling. I hope to see you again one day." Long Jingsheng looked far-reachingly and bowed devoutly towards the place where Fu Ling'er had stood before.