Refining Heaven and Earth

Back in the valley, Fang Bai soon threw the words of Zhong Zhong at the Xiaoxiao Yunxiao, no matter what, the reconstruction of the Temple of War is imperative, and no one can stop it!

That being the case, why should we consider so much?

Gathered everyone, headed eastward, and went straight to the former site of Wuxiangmen.

In the end, the Temple of Heaven had no phase gate, Fang Bai considered it for a long time, and finally decided to be in phaseless gate.

The reason is very simple, Wu Xiang Men to the east, not to mention the power of the gods, it is not easy to find a stronger force than Wu Xiang Men.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the Wuxiangmen site is still in ruins, and traces after the war can still be seen.

Wuxiangmen suddenly collapsed, no one knows which side offended, who dares to make an idea here?

This is also good, saves Fang Bai a lot of things.

Rebuilding the ancestral gate is easier said than done, but it is more difficult to do, let alone develop in the direction of Fang Bai's plan, it is even more difficult.

Fortunately, this place is remote and belongs to the most eastward place in Lanzhou. There are no major forces in this area.

Looking down at the ground, Fang Bai's eyes were firm, and he said loudly, "Let's do it!"

Nearly two hundred sages acted at the same time, how horrifying their prestige. In just three days, there was a new look within thousands of miles, and there were still traces of war.

The widest area in the middle is a hundred miles away. Since then, it has been the center of the Temple of War, which should be said to be the center of the Temple of War.

Rebuilding the ancestral gate, these people are not enough in front of them, they must have disciples.

Recruiting disciples is not that easy. Focusing on training is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it will not be useful in a short time. There must be some intermediate power. You ca n’t do everything by yourself.

Fang Bai hit his attention on Qingyumen. If he could bring his disciples under Qingyumen, it would be much simpler.

Of course, these people can't be trusted in the future, but it is also good to be a believer for Ying Muyu.

Thinking of this, he immediately arranged for Chen Ye to take part of the Qingyunmen sage to pick up people.

In addition, there is another way is to open a dojo to apprentice!

Even in the flood, it is a very important thing for the saint to open the dojo and receive his apprenticeship. The saint has more energy to promote cultivation and always be ready for luck. Can't you not regret it?

Being able to listen to the saint's sermons may not be a big deal in some major gates, but for some people without background, it is a rare opportunity.

The Temple of War is not so much an apprentice as it is an apprentice.

At this time, Fang Bai was like a **** stick, and arranged for the people to spread and preach, and then brought people back to the hall of war. As long as he was willing to come, he didn't care about anything.

The crowd couldn't help crying and laughing, and Tianxing was speechless. "What on earth do you want to do? It doesn't make any sense."

"I know." Fang Bai could not be doubted: "Just do what I say, you will understand later."

Seeing Fang Bai so insistent, what else can everyone say?

One after another scattered in all directions, the saints went out of their own hands to accept the apprentices, wasn't it easy?

Suddenly the saints left, and the rest looked at Fang Bai in doubt, wondering what he wanted to do.

Fang Bai smiled, "Find a place to shelter from the wind and rain!"

Speaking, the consciousness suddenly spread out, and the heavens and earth suddenly moved together. Now how horrible Fang Bai's consciousness is, a boulder is volleyed by the consciousness.

The boulder in the sky flew horizontally, roaring around, and falling down two or three times, so the humble stone houses stood like this in the open land.

At a glance at his masterpiece, Fang Bai couldn't help but pinch his lips. It was ugly enough, but I'll talk about it later.

"Mother, let's go to rest first!"

Falling in the void, looking at the ugly stone houses, Fang Bai was blushing.

Everything is in order, and the remaining tasks are given to Ao Eclipse, Shi Dousheng, and Zhu Jiuyin. They are the only three remaining demons. The other demons have left Fang Pengyuan, and now they do n’t know where.

It is naturally inappropriate to go out to recruit disciples as their demons, and simply stay here.

At present, this can only be the case, and the next thing Fang Bai does not want to ignore, there are no problems if these three people are watching.

After spending several days with his mother, Fang Bai was ready to retreat again, hesitating to talk to Bai Qianxue, and finally dispelled his thoughts.

It was clear enough at the beginning, there was no need to say more.

Return to the stone house, set up a battle, and immediately retreat.

Xiuwei can't represent strength, but Xiuwei can get stuck even further, such as becoming a god!

Even if the sage has the power to kill the sage, and the opportunity to become a **** is in front of him, the sage can be seized, but the sage is not!

Fang Bai has a deep understanding of this, miss it once, and never miss it again!

Seeing the fierce competition in Zhongzhou, he clearly realized what he had missed.

Although there is no regret in my heart, such things cannot be allowed to happen again!

Therefore, he should promote his cultivation as soon as possible.

The chaos air swallows, moves quickly in the body, refines to the true air and sends it to Dantian, and grows slowly.

At the same time, scattered around the former site of Wuxiangmen, suddenly many saints appeared and preached.

This generation was boiling instantly. Although the floods were strong, the low-level warriors still accounted for the vast majority. How can we not be crazy when we can meet the opportunity of saints to preach?

The news of the establishment of the Battle Hall spread at the same time, and the news of the eclectic wide-ranging disciples also spread. The martial arts struggling at the lower levels was simply the gospel.

The sage Fukuzawa went around, and the reputation of the hall of war spread.

One year later, Chen Kun returned with people. With the addition of the Seven Thousand Questions and Three Realms of Qingyumen, the battle hall expanded instantly, and annexation was indeed the best way to expand.

More importantly, this is a good group of coolies.

A large number of spirit stones and resources were distributed, and these people immediately began to be busy. The magnificent buildings stood up and spread out in all directions with the stone house as the center.

Qi Qian asked how fast the strong in Three Realms could do such a thing?

When Xiang Yan returned with his first disciples, the magnificent building of the Battle Hall had spread to a hundred miles.

Some people returned one after another, with a group of disciples coming along, and the cultivation was terrible. Fortunately, there were a lot of them, and the battle hall expanded rapidly.

Spring is coming, autumn is just five years later, the building of the battle hall has spread beyond ten thousand miles, and the disciples of disciples have exceeded 200,000.

Of course, this is nothing at all to the real gates. The number of people in Thunder God Sect, Fang Bai is not clear, but only believers who belong to Yebei Mo are at least millions or even millions.

Two hundred thousand in front of me, what's the matter?

But this is a start, a good start, and I believe it will continue to expand over time.

The battle hall did not stop the pace of expansion, let alone the pace of expansion. Saints opened the altar and preached day and night.

And Fang Bai is still practicing in the stone house, he never stopped for a moment!

Tian Xing came once, and Fang Bai gave him the task of reconstruction directly. Qi Tian Xing couldn't laugh or cry, and never came again.

Time travels in the ever-expanding footsteps of the Battle Hall, day after day, year after year!

Unconsciously, the Battle Hall has been established for 30 years, and the disciples and disciples have exceeded one million, and the range has expanded beyond 100,000 miles. It is a behemoth.

On this day, Fang Bai opened his eyes, his light flashed, he took a breath, got up, put away the array, and walked out of the stone house.

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Sage Yae Peak!

Thirty years of hard work, I do n’t know how much chaos gas has been refined, and finally it ’s hard to reach the peak of Saint Saint ’s Yae!

Looking at the earth-shaking changes in front of the battle hall, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Bai's mouth, and the consciousness spread out in all directions.

Somewhere around the battle hall, when the sense of God was swept up, he opened his eyes suddenly, smiled, and got up and galloped.