Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 112 The beginning of the land reclamation war

“If Master Bai believes in me, I am willing to give the outer sect a try and serve as a **** for Master Bai.”

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

“Very good, can you tell me which class you are going to attend that will help me the most?”

 Bai Zichen doesn't mind this ambition.

The world of cultivating immortals is different from the secular world. The stewards of the middle level of Qi Refining and the foundation-building elders are already people from two different worlds. Smart people with normal thinking will not have any inappropriate thoughts.

“Disciples choose 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 embarking on the path to immortality.

“The work of the General Affairs Hall seems to be heavy, and they are crowded in the middle of the five halls and get angry everywhere, but in fact the affairs under their jurisdiction affect everyone in the sect.”

“There you can come into contact with a large number of grassroots disciples and analyze useful information from them.”

“Uncle Master has just completed the foundation building, which will inevitably require a lot of resources. I will do my best to provide Uncle Master with the necessary resources for cultivation.”

 “Go down, I know what’s going on.”

Bai Zichen waved Su Lie away. This person should be treated as an idler and can perform his best role.

 In the following days, Bai Zichen not only practiced the Fire Dragon Returning to the Origin Sutra normally, but also learned the Tenglong Nian method.

This art of using spiritual consciousness pays attention to the movement of one's mind.

 The movement of spiritual consciousness, if it is in a defensive state, can transform into two peaceful divine dragons to guard the sea of ​​consciousness.

If you attack the enemy, you will turn into two ferocious divine dragons, biting the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

 After getting started, Tenglong’s Secret Technique is just a matter of time and effort and progress slowly.

Bai Zichen has just practiced for a month, and the so-called divine dragon he evolved is almost like a loach.

“Whether it’s defense or attack, it’s at least twice as efficient as the simplest and crudest use of divine consciousness before.”

 Compared with the Divine Casting Technique, the training of Tenglong Thought Technique is much easier.

No matter how you practice, it is just a skill in using your spiritual consciousness.

 The efficiency of using divine consciousness can only be improved as one becomes more proficient.

However, the upper limit of one's own spiritual consciousness will not be increased even slightly by practicing the Tenglong Thought Technique.

 After completing today's homework, Bai Zichen looked at the time, got on the colorful white clouds and flew towards the ancestral hall.

Three days ago, the message came from the elders' token that the elders' meeting will be held today at the Patriarch Hall.

All elders in the sect must be present unless there are special circumstances.

Bai Zichen has not participated in any elders' discussion since he established the foundation, so he can't help but feel a little curious.

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

“Is this Uncle Bai?”

 “It must be so, such a young and eye-catching elder...”

 There was a female disciple with a peach-faced face who kept looking at his back, with two blushes on her face.

“Uncle Bai is only a few years older than me, and he doesn’t have a Taoist partner yet... I wonder what his Taoist partner standards are?”

 Another Qi Refining disciple rolled his eyes and continued to greet the elder who came after him.

Among all the elders in the Patriarch Hall, Bai Zichen is the most junior, and he has to take the initiative to salute when he sees one.

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

 “I’ve met Senior Brother Bai.”

 A tall woman with an ordinary appearance ran into her and took the initiative to salute.

Bai Zichen was slightly startled, and at the same time he bowed slightly.

“Junior Brother Bai probably doesn’t know Junior Sister Lan yet. Let me introduce you to you... Lan Hong, the true disciple from twenty years ago. Three months after you successfully established the foundation, you also successfully broke through.”

 Gu Xisheng, who was behind, took a step forward and introduced the two of them.

“Last month, I just held an elder ordination ceremony for Junior Sister Lan, and she officially became the thirty-ninth elder of the sect.”

 It turned out to be the elders who built the foundation behind themselves.

Bai Zichen suddenly realized that the other party achieved the true inheritance twenty years ago. Based on his age, it was probably his second attempt to build the foundation.

“It’s a pity that the other two long-term deacons all failed to break through...”

As the elder in charge of the general affairs hall, Gu Xisheng had to handle all matters of the sect, big and small.

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

Bai Zichen chatted with Gu Xisheng and Lan Hong for a while, and then they learned that except for Su Li and Tan Qin, the other six owners of the eight foundation-building pills this time had finished their retreat.

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

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

“Senior Brother Gu, I just have something to discuss with you...”

Bai Zichen thought about Su Lie's whereabouts and wanted to consult Gu Xisheng.

"My disciple Su Lie has been with me for many years and has been doing his best. Recently he wants to contribute more to the sect."

"I asked him what he wanted to do. He wanted to go to the General Affairs Hall to do something. I have to trouble Senior Brother Gu for this matter."

“There is no need to doubt the ability of the people around Junior Brother Bai... Let him report directly to the General Affairs Hall tomorrow, and I will find someone to make arrangements.”

Gu Xisheng said with a smile.

This kind of thing is a common practice among the elders and should not be surprising.

 A few days ago, Lan Hong arranged for the maids around him to work as stewards at Lingzhi Hall.

This maid is actually a junior in Lanhong Morality.

With the qualifications of Wasted Spiritual Root, normally he is not even qualified to join the Qingfeng Sect.

“Well, I’d like to thank Senior Brother Gu in advance.”

Bai Zichen looked at the steady stream of elders arriving and found that there were almost thirty of them.

"Do you two know the content of today's collegial meeting? The notice solemnly stated that you must be present unless there are special circumstances. Is it something important?"

"The ancestors have decided to issue an order to open up wasteland...start a war to open up wasteland!"

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

 “The land reclamation war...is so fast.”

 The first time he learned about the land reclamation war, Bai Zichen was just a rising ordinary boy of the Mozhu Bai family.

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

Because of the crime of colluding with the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Huofeng Mo family had a group of people killed and a group of people used as hard labor. The size of the family was greatly reduced.

 But the tension in the entire Black Mountain spiritual veins has not been relieved.

 Five newly moved immortal cultivating families, thousands of monks have been crowded on a second-level spiritual peak for nearly ten years.

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

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

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

 These five immortal cultivating families are no longer able to suppress themselves, and there will be bloodshed.

There are also the increasingly large group of casual cultivators and the increasing number of calamity cultivators, which makes the land reclamation war imminent.

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

Thoughts were a noble banner like opening up a spiritual land for human monks, and then used a few second-order spiritual veins as a sweetener to attract countless monks to cut through thorns and shed blood.

 Once successful, a large amount of resources can be collected.

Most importantly, the sect can add a third-level spiritual vein.

 Every time there was a land reclamation war, monks emerged from it, but along with them were the corpses of a hundred times the number of monks.

Even the elders of the sect have suffered personal injuries in the land reclamation war.

“Fellow brothers, our two ancestors have passed down a decree to start the wasteland reclamation war as soon as possible.”

Wei Dao gently tapped the jade plate on the side of his lower body, and the clear sound drowned out the noise in the room.

“We must set a goal and make a plan as soon as possible...the third-order demon king will be solved by the two ancestors.”

Behind Wei Dao, a huge map slowly unfolded, with the trend of the entire Black Mountain range clearly marked on it.

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

 On the map, these two places light up with dazzling auras.

Taking Qingfengmen as the starting point, along the route, the groups of monsters, valuable spiritual veins and resource points that will pass by on the way are all shining with slightly darker auras of various colors.

“It is indeed these two places. The clan leader’s guess was right... In fact, there are not many places that the sect can choose.”

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

Further afield, whenever there are traces of the third-level demon king, there will be a looming red light, indicating possible risks.

It can be seen how seriously Qingfengmen attaches importance to the land reclamation war and how comprehensive and meticulous the preparations are.

“Feiyue Lake is a third-level high-grade spiritual vein with crisscrossing water veins. Hundreds of acres of third-level spiritual fields can be opened around it..."

Liang Yu was the first to speak. His voice was strong and powerful, exuding convincing power.

“As long as Feiyue Lake is captured, the sect can train hundreds of more disciples in one year with the rich surrounding products.”

“After setting up the large formation, the sect’s control over the depths of the Black Mountain can be greatly improved. It can even form a third-level top-quality spiritual land to support an ancestor of the Pill Formation!”

"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 about the capabilities of the dragon under Feiyue Lake…”

Tan Changkong spoke extremely slowly and in a gentle voice, forming two extremes with Liang Yu.

“If Jiaolong’s strength exceeds expectations by too much and the sect’s strength is too greatly reduced, it will not be worth it.”

“It’s safer to come from Qingniu Valley. We have a record of fighting against the third-level one-horned Kui Niu Demon King. Even if there is an accident, we can handle it.”

“A war to open up wasteland will take at least a hundred years to recover and recuperate before it can be started again! Do we want to waste the opportunity in a Green Cow Valley?”

Liang Yu did not give in at all because of Tan Changkong's age.

"Heishan County has poor resources. If we want to develop, we can only open up the depths of Black Mountain... Everyone, think about the dozens of second-level spiritual grasses that have been discovered in Feiyue Lake. How many spiritual elixirs can be refined! A hundred acres of third-level spiritual grass Tian, ​​how much spiritual rice can be harvested every year?"

“Qingniu Valley is also deep in the Black Mountains. Doesn’t taking down the third-level low-grade spiritual veins count as opening up?”

“Except for the second-level sulfur smoky crystals that the stupid cows like to eat, the valley is just a wasteland. What’s the use of it!”

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

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

The Law Enforcement Hall and the other departments all support the reclamation of Feiyue Lake, the Alchemy Hall, and the elders of Fu Hall all support the Qingniu Valley.

 The rest of the elders basically stayed on the sidelines and rarely spoke.

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