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Chapter two hundred and eighty third hot sun

Furthermore, even if those top forces really speak out here, everyone will just live here to practice Taoism, which is not a matter of misfortune. At worst, you can express your opinions well and move the place again.

As the spiritual energy of this Tianchi has become more and more prosperous over the past few hundred years, more and more casual cultivators, even immortal cultivators, came here with their families with their families, with various purposes, thus forming the prosperous scene of Tianchi today.

But as a Yuandan monk, Wang Xu is already one of the most outstanding among casual cultivators. He has already learned through his own news channels that things in Tianchi may change. According to Wang Xu's always cautious personality, if he heard this kind of news in his early years, he would definitely be lucky and packed his bags and left this place of failure.

However, what is different from before is that Wang Xu is no longer alone now. The family has been reproducing for so long and has long been scattered and reached the scale of hundreds of people.

Although there are not many monks who have truly entered the third level of Qi training, they are all Wang Xu's bloodline relatives, so naturally they can't be given up by simply.

If you leave this Tianchi land, you may be able to ensure that everyone is fully understood. However, although the Lancang Immortal Cultivation World is large, almost all the places where the spiritual energy is prosperous are famous and surnamed. These casual cultivators are poor and have no elixirs or chances. This prosperous spiritual energy is almost the only support for most casual cultivators. Although Wang Xu is a real person of Yuandan and is unable to make progress in the realm of mixed elixirs, in order to maintain his own breath, he still needs to maintain his daily cultivation, which is already a considerable expense.

If you save money in this Tianchi land, you can expose some leftovers from your fingers, and with the prosperity of the spiritual energy here, you can barely maintain the cultivation progress of your clan members.

If you leave Tianchi, Wang Xu can't get enough spiritual objects that can ensure the progress of the entire clan's cultivation.

Just like this, since Wang Xu got the news, his brows were getting deeper and deeper. I don’t know why he felt even more frightened, as if he was about to have a disaster.

Sitting in the family courtyard, Wang Xu thought about it, gritted his teeth, and decided to temporarily lead the family to evacuate this place. Although the stagnation of cultivation was unbearable, he would leave the green mountains and not worry about the lack of firewood. As long as he was still there, he could protect the family.

Just as he was preparing to send a message to several juniors whom he valued in the clan came here to give orders, a powerful pressure suddenly pressed down on his heart. Wang Xu suddenly looked up and saw that a scorching sun had risen in the sky at some point, dyeing the entire Tianchi a layer of red color.

After a moment, Wang Xu, who had recovered from his senses, looked horrified. He traveled around the world in his early years.

Of course, he was also a well-informed person. The last time Wang Xu saw this, he entered a ruin when he first formed the Yuan Dan and saw two real people fighting over the treasures in the ruins.

Wang Xu didn't know what he thought of, his face changed several times one after another. He then stood up, then set up a light to the clan's discussion.

After he landed in the main seat, the entire hall was full, obviously because he noticed the terrifying scene in the sky and gathered here.

After seeing Wang Xu sitting down, everyone calmed down as if they had found their backbone. One of the middle-aged men with a white face without beard stepped forward and walked over to everyone, bowed to Wang Xu, "Master, that in the sky..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Xu's wave, "This kind of magical power is a method above the soul. Since Tianchi has become a place of right and wrong, it is not appropriate for me to stay for a long time. Let's arrange for the clan members to evacuate as I had ordered before."

When the middle-aged man heard Wang Xu say this, he was still a little hesitant on his face, as if he wanted to say something. Wang Xu glanced at him and said lightly, "Why, what I said doesn't work?"

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped and then said that he did not dare. Then he retreated with everyone looking at each other and began to arrange for the evacuation.

Seeing that the hall became empty, Wang Xu was still sitting upright in the main seat and never left. Tianchi's spiritual energy was flourishing, and naturally it attracted not only monks of Wang Xu's level.

In the center of Tianchi's spiritual energy, there is a cultivator who calls himself Yuanhua. After entering Tianchi more than a hundred years ago, he only showed that his cultivation level occupied the central area of ​​Tianchi. For some reason, he did not drive away too much from the other cultivators. However, judging from his usual style of conduct, he undoubtedly regarded Tianchi as his forbidden descendants. Whenever there was a major conflict between the forces in Tianchi, he would personally mediate with the Lord of the Yuanshen.

Recently, the spiritual energy of Tianchi has become more and more prosperous, and it is also rumored that the spiritual roots of heaven and earth are about to be born. Even if there is an unknown Yuanshen Zhenren who comes with power, whether Yuanhua is willing to let go is naturally a matter of two things. But no matter what direction the matter develops, it is no longer something that Wang Xu can control. If Yuanhua Zhenren can mediate, at worst, Wang Xu will lead his clan members back to Tianchi again in the future.

After thinking for a while, Wang Xu sighed slightly and disappeared into the hall. Under the intimidation of Ling Xi's flame sun magical power, most of the cultivators in Tianchi made the same choice as Wang Xu. After all, the strong people in the cultivation world are respected, and Ling Xi just raised them high and gave everyone a chance to choose before they were left behind.

Although there is also a true soul entrenched in Tianchi, no matter who wins or loses in the fight, Tianchi will definitely clear the scene. This is also the reason why most monks choose to leave here temporarily. Of course, the Lancang Immortal Cultivation World has never lacked monks with a lucky mentality. Of course, only God knows whether these monks who choose to wait and see are good or bad.

"I heard for a long time that the true teachings of the chief Nancang Sect are the most outstanding among people. When I saw them today, I was indeed very famous. It is actually hard to match them." A Taoist with a tall bun and a somewhat haggard appearance had appeared next to the slowly rising sun at some point.

"This Tianchi is the old place of Zhaoyang. Since I have become the soul of the soul today, I will naturally take it back. If the true person of Yuanhua refuses to give way, then we can only see the true seal under our hands." A vague figure in the sun said, it was Ling Xi at the foot of the mountain before.

Yuanhua Zhenren smiled faintly, and then a long sword like a dead tree was held in his hand. He gently handed it forward, and terrifying sounds roared in the void, as if some invisible monster was about to emerge from it.

Although Ling Xi was quite rude, he was in the sun of Nanli's transformation and had a hint of solemnity. Although this Yuanhua Zhenren is a casual cultivator, he is definitely not a weak person. He received some inheritance from the ancient sword sect in his early years, and then he practiced all the way to the realm of the Yuanshen.

After he achieved his soul, he was attracted by many sects, including top forces such as Shangyun Pavilion. Although there must be reasons for the inheritance of the ancient sword sect that he possessed, his strength was naturally recognized by Shangyun Pavilion.

Seeing that the opponent's sword move was invisible, Ling Xi simply closed his eyes. At the same time, a villain in the dantian with the same appearance as Ling Xi began to sit upright, with a pair of chubby little hands quickly pinching his fingers, frowned slightly, as if sensing something.

After a while, Ling Xi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Catch you." He waved his sleeves, and the scorching sun that originally wrapped his body disappeared, turning into hideous flame snakes and sank into the void.

Not far from Ling Xi’s location, clusters of vague shadows were entangled by ferocious flame dragons, just when these vague shadows seemed to be about to be flooded by these flame dragons.

The long sword like a dead tree in Yuanhua's hand trembled gently again, and the shadows suddenly shone brightly, and then they broke free from the hideous flame dragons and disappeared in the void.
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