Chapter 1294: Late Night Wasteland
The name of Honghuang Academy seems to have been decided, and whether Li Qingyun is invited or not, it will not affect the founding ceremony of others. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
When he first heard the news, Li Qingyun was indeed a little congested, no matter what his current identity was, he had not yet left the category of human beings, and there were many emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
"Nima, what kind of broken academy, Lao Tzu has even mixed up with Pangu Academy, and you still care about your Broken Flood Academy?" Li Qingyun was very disdainful, feeling that if he didn't invite his own academy, it must be a garbage academy.
The first Eastern Cultivation Academy established in any country, and what stands on top of the world, are all nonsense, and without Lao Tzu's nod, you are not even second-rate.
The flame in Li Qingyun's heart, no one knows, in terms of seniority and status in the rivers and lakes, he is indeed not ranked. But when it comes to nouns, the title of the first devil in the rivers and lakes, and the title of the first evil star, there are few stupid newcomers who don't know.
However, Honghuang Academy is about to be established, and he didn't give him an invitation?
This made Li Qingyun very angry, and Yang Yunu and Michelle, who were sitting next to them and listening to their call, were also very angry.
"Damn, this is discrimination, I actually missed our Li Jiazhai, and the anti-youth series products I developed in the future will definitely not be used by those officials who are full of fat brains. Michelle is usually not angry, as a researcher, she doesn't want to get involved in too many circles, but this time she feels that her husband's face has been cut, and she is extremely angry.
Yang Yunu also said: "Husband, let's also set up a sect, and when the time comes, we will specially hang the students who graduated from the Honghuang Academy." What cultivators, what abilities, as long as they dare to be in front of our Li Jiazhai disciples, they will all be defeated. ”
Li Qingyun saw that his wife was upset about himself, but he smiled, one left and one right, hugged the two of them, and said: "What are you talking about, what are you talking about, are we such violent people? ”
"My husband is mighty!However, I heard that the Shushan faction already exists, and in the most difficult period, the Shushan faction has not broken its inheritance, so we rob other people's sect names, isn't it okay?" Yang Yunu asked with some uncertainty.
"If we rebuild the Shushan faction, other sects can't be called by that name. If I rebuild Shushan in the Sichuan-Shu region, which sect dares to disobey it? Is there any mountain called Shushan in our entire province or region? No! Therefore, I can call Nanshan Shushan and Xishan Shushan! The sect I created is called Shushan School!" Li Qingyun said domineeringly.
“…… It seems to be fine, but I always feel that something is wrong. Although Michelle is good at Chinese, she was still confused by Li Qingyun and said weakly.
"We're going to create the Shushan faction? It sounds like it's very majestic. Yang Yunu didn't speak anymore, she has always been a husband and slave, and her husband is whatever she says, and she is rarely assertive.
In the car, Ke Luoyi and Worm also applauded, although they didn't understand what it meant to create a sect, but when they heard the name Shushan faction, they felt very majestic.
Xiao Qian, the old driver, was secretly excited, but as a driver and bodyguard, he was not qualified to interject when the boss's family was chatting. However, when I heard the news that the Shushan faction was going to be created, the excitement in my heart was self-evident.
In the future, I will also become a disciple of the famous mountain sect, and I will no longer be a rootless casual cultivator.
The Shushan sect is a legend, and the people who live in Sichuan and Shu don't know where this sect is. The Emei faction has Emei Mountain, and the Qingcheng faction has Qingcheng Mountain, but no one really knows what mountain Shu Mountain is.
Therefore, Li Qingyun founded the Shushan faction near Qinglong Town, and in principle, there was nothing wrong with it.
As long as there are no descendants of the Shushan faction who stand up and make trouble, this process of creating the faction will be very smooth.
Back at the Heavenly Seven Star Hotel, the family can finally rest after a busy day.
Occasionally, monsters entered the city, and sporadic gunshots rang out, but it didn't affect their sleep.
However, Li Qingyun's physical body was asleep, and in the middle of the night, the spirit body did not delay leaving the body.
Since he has contracted 1,000 acres of wasteland in Area 1, Li Qingyun will not waste time and let the land go to waste.
Li Qingyun has been cultivating spiritual fields in the Little Demon Realm for several years, and he has very rich planting experience, and he is simply familiar with cultivating the land with a flying sword, without the slightest obstacle.
At night, it was a little gloomy, with dark clouds and not a single star in sight.
Li Qingyun sacrificed a nine-rank flying sword, emitting a faint earthy yellow light, and first cut out clear paths from the boundary of a thousand acres of wasteland according to the boundary markers on the map.
Then the earthy yellow flying sword burrowed into the ground, like a mad dragon, and in an instant, it cut off the rhizomes of the dense vines for miles.
Horizontal and vertical, extremely neat, like hard pen calligraphy, this earthy yellow nine-rank flying sword, shuttling underground, rampant.
"Hello everyone, I'm a Xiaoyao Daoist, that's right, I'm online live again, friends who like it, please give away the free bamboo in your hand, I don't dislike Buddha jumping over the wall. Yes, it's this kind of rhythm, without Li Qingyun, can I still have fans to reward me? Damn, no one really rewards?"
The people of Xiaoyao Dao, holding their mobile phones, appeared in the wild of Yunhuang City in the middle of the night to carry out daily live broadcast activities.
However, his fans are very faceless, saying that there is no Boss Li to appear, and the free bamboo is not rewarded.
"You go away, we have waited so long, we have to look at Boss Li, don't look at you as a free Taoist, you are so weak, it's really boring. ”
I heard from a friend in the border military region that the border of the demon realm that you broadcast live a few days ago is fake, and that high-speed overpass is not a border at all, but a grain transportation transfer station in Yunhuang City!"
"Support the fight against fakes! Although we believe in the aliens and the cultivators, we still don't believe in you. I heard that the heavenly master of Longhu Mountain can catch ghosts, and if you catch a beautiful female ghost, we will believe you. ”
Xiaoyao Daoist almost cried blind, these people in front of him must be fake fans, they didn't give a single free bamboo, and they scolded themselves as liars.
It seems that night, fans saw the picture of Li Qingyun's sword flying...... Since then, he has been a passerby, and Li Qingyun is the favorite of fans.
The number of fans increased by nearly 100,000 that night, all for Li Qingyun.
Nima, if you continue to make trouble like this, you really can't broadcast live, so just transfer this chat room to Li Qingyun.
At this moment, in the wilderness, the people of Xiaoyao Dao saw a flash of fire, spreading rapidly among the green vines.
"Ah, the front is on fire, audience friends, please follow my camera, let's find out. Is this fire a moral degradation, or a collision of vine passions? Is it the dedication of the land burning itself, or is it the evidence of the sky colluding? Please watch the live broadcast of the Heavenly Master tonight, I am a free Taoist, and I will lead you to uncover the truth and mystery of the legend. ”
The carefree Taoist said, the wind under his feet, the body flew, and went straight to the wasteland of Xicheng more than ten miles away, chasing the trace of that firelight.
Li Qingyun was already a little tired after cutting the rhizomes of the vines, and a thousand acres of land were indeed not cultivated. However, cutting off the rhizome is only the first step, and the green vines on the surface must also be burned.
So he didn't care about being tired, drank a few sips of spring water essence, and then changed to a flame-based nine-rank flying sword, shuttled through the vines, and swept quickly.
These green vines, which were obviously very fresh, were stained by the flames of the Nine Rank Flying Sword, and still emitted gray smoke, burning patches of green fresh vines into ashes in an instant.
It was at this time that Xiaoyao Dao discovered the firelight here, and also discovered the flying sword that Li Qingyun sacrificed.
As for Li Qingyun's spirit body, Li Qingyun wants others to see it, and others can see it. If you don't want others to see it, they really can't see it.
After the Xiaoyao Taoist arrived at the fire, he couldn't see anything, the flames were soaring, and the green smoke was billowing out, but he still tenaciously broadcast live, explaining everything in front of him to hundreds of thousands of viewers.
The Xiaoyao Daoist was smoked to tears, and said with red eyes: "Yes, that's right, it's on fire here, but the green vines are burning, it's really weird." Wait, why didn't I see where the arsonist was? I wanted to interview him, and I wanted to ask him if he wanted to farm the land and work hard to solve the famine of mankind?"
However, Li Qingyun was too lazy to take care of him, he was in a state of invisibility, even if the Freedom Daoist opened the eyes of heaven, he couldn't see Li Qingyun, who was much higher than him.
Without contrast, there is no harm.
It would be embarrassing for the people in a state of confusion to see the employees employed by the Aimin Food Factory in the No. 2 wasteland area next door, and watch them clear the weeds and vines on the wasteland.
The vines were too tough, and with a special scythe, ordinary workers could not cut through the spiritual vines. As for burning, they think it's too child's play, how can they burn and open up the wasteland if they don't dry the green vines?
"I seem to see a fake wasteland, a green vine area with no human figure in sight. A wasteland development team with hundreds of aliens, sweating profusely, desperately cleaning up the wasteland in front of them, but the area with no results, which one should I believe?"
The Xiaoyao Daoist himself was stunned, very curious about all this in front of him, and pointed his mobile phone at the two areas to compare and close-up.
"The Xiaoyao Daoist is a bit stupid, I seem to have seen the flying sword shuttling among the vines, you are actually blind and can't see all this? I now wonder if you are a fake Taoist priest, a fake heavenly master. ”
"Yes, yes, I also saw the traces of the flying sword, like a fire dragon, flying among the vines, what small trees and rattans, when it encounters the flying sword, it burns. Oops, there is no comparison, there is no harm, and the 100-person wasteland team next to it is weak. ”
"Flying sword, flying sword, see flying sword again! How can I have an intuition, the owner of this flying sword is also Li Qingyun? My God, how many flying swords does Li Qingyun have? And our pretending to be a little prince is free, and we still don't have a flying sword, how pitiful?"