Chapter 9: The Taoist
Feng Yuan also looked towards the White Tiger Ridge, in his eyes, the White Tiger Ridge was full of evil qi, and the void was shrouded in an inexplicable cold qi.
The wisps of starlight in the sky drooped down, fusing with the evil qi of the White Tiger Ridge, making the evil qi more and more intense, even if the immortal gods entered it, they would be harmed.
"Yin and cold killing, White Tiger Star Power! A mere White Tiger Ridge, actually showing the Western White Tiger Star, it seems that there are a lot of secrets hidden in the mountains!"
Feng Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said secretly in his heart.
However, no matter how dangerous Baihuling is, it has nothing to do with him, what he wants to do now is to join Chen Qi and the others.
The group came to the flank of a hill that extended from Baihuling, where there was a passage connecting the northern boundary of Qingzhou and the northern part of Linzi City.
However, there is a Zishui block in the middle of this passage, and you need to be fully prepared to pass through Zishui and enter Linzi City in the south of Zishui!
"Little Sister ......"
"Lord!"
A few hundred miles away from Baihuling is the ferry port of Zishui, and now Chen Qi is camping here with hundreds of thousands of people, and Qingzhou transports grain and grass by boat, and transports the population by the way.
Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, someone soon went to report it, Chen Qi walked out with a group of people, and immediately saw Feng Yuan, Yang Chan and Ding Ce.
Before Chen Qi stepped forward to pay respects, a figure made a surprised voice and rushed out.
This person is Yang Jiao, who has tempered himself in the army.
At this time, Yang Jiao was wearing armor, coupled with his natural mighty momentum, he had a general's face, and in the process of cultivation, he seemed to slowly activate the blood in his body.
His physical body and blood are dozens of times stronger than at the beginning.
Yang Chan was also very excited to see her eldest brother again after such a long time, and after the two siblings said a few words to each other, Yang Jiao realized that she was out of shape.
He hurriedly stepped forward to confess.
"Chan'er, it's not easy for you to meet Brother Yang, so let's talk to Big Brother first!"
Feng Yuan smiled.
Yang Chanqiao's face was slightly red, and she pulled Yang Jiao to hide behind.
At this time, Chen Qicai took Dong Zhong, Guo Chen and others to meet him. After more than half a year, Dong Zhong and Guo Chen's strength has not changed much, and Chen Qi's momentum is much stronger than before.
Chen Qi was originally a powerhouse at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and his momentum increased, which meant that he had stepped into the immortal god level with half a foot.
However, what Chen Qi learned was not the Xuanmen Righteous Path, but the Soul Dementorship created by using the side gate spell to fuse the bloodline talent.
This magic power has a lot of power in the fighting method, but it is a little useless to use it to improve his own realm and strength.
Feng Yuan waved his hand to get everyone up, and then led everyone to start checking the situation in the camp.
The camp is vast, there are hundreds of miles in circumference, the camp is very simple, barely able to live in people, around the camp, there are kamikaze guards and 30,000 elite armor guards to guard, to resist the demons and monsters who covet blood and food in the wild.
A hundred miles south of the camp is a branch of Zishui.
The river is surging, and there is a faint demonic aura in the water!
Although Zishui is far inferior to the four water veins, it runs through dozens of vassal states in the east of the Great Shang Dynasty and extends to the hinterland of Dongyi.
In the depths of the river, there may be demon kings who have been cultivating for thousands of years, and the deeper the river, the more hidden monsters there are, and on the surface of the river, there are mostly ordinary fish and shrimp that have not yet given birth to spiritual wisdom.
The river is treacherous, so every time he crosses the river, Chen Qi carefully guards it to avoid monster attacks.
"You have worked hard these days! These more than 100,000 Dingkou are very important to Linzi, and you can successfully migrate them, which is a great achievement!"
Listening to Chen Qi's continuous introduction of the situation, Feng Yuan couldn't help but praise him repeatedly. Let the other party can't help but smile.
"By the way, how long will it take to cross the river from here?"
Feng Yuan asked casually.
Chen Qi pondered for a moment and said, "There are still more than 300,000 people in the camp, and more than 20,000 people can only be transported away by boat each time, and it should take another month!"
Feng Yuan nodded slightly.
A month is nothing, anyway, there is nothing important to do now, and after transporting these people to Linzi, whether it is Feng Yuan or Chen Qi, they will start to be busy.
With a population of one million, ten cities can be filled in Linzi. There are 100,000 people in each city, distributed in all directions of Linzi City, reclaiming land, mining wood and stone, planting grain and grass, and providing a large number of resources for Linzi.
"Yes, after the people are relocated, Chen Qi and Ding Ce will do things by my side, as for other meritorious people, they can choose to go to the small city to serve as a town guard! If you don't want to, you can stay in the army and be promoted to one level!"
Feng Yuan smiled.
Chen Qi, Ding Ce and others naturally don't look at the position of a small town guard, but the other generals and colonels don't have so much ambition, and they are already very satisfied to be able to act as a town guard.
So when he heard Feng Yuan's promise, the lieutenant general behind Chen Qi was suddenly shocked.
"Thank you, Lord!"
Chen Qi hurriedly gave his hand to thank the other generals instead.
Feng Yuan smiled and was about to continue to say something, when suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look south.
I saw that the big river in the south was turbulent, and below the river, a Taoist man did not move his feet, and a ball of water under his feet supported him upstream.
"But Qingzhou Shizi Fengyuan in person?"
This person has a three-foot black beard, his hair is casually scattered, and a layer of black gas is shrouded between his eyebrows. The pale yellow robe on his body hunted with the wind.
The Taoist looked strange, his eyes were indifferent, his gaze swept over, as if he was looking at an ant on the ground, and there was no emotion in his voice.
"I am Feng Yuan, who is Your Excellency?"
When the voice came, Chen Qi, Ding Ce, Yang Jiao and others immediately stopped their movements and came to Feng Yuan's side one after another. Feng Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, and his voice also resounded through the void.
"Okay! You're finally out!"
There was a hint of joy in the voice of the yellow-clothed Taoist, and with a step on his toes, several big fish floating on the top suddenly exploded, and the Taoist shrank into inches and came to the shore.
His eyes were focused on Feng Yuan, and he didn't even look at the others.
"Poor Dao has been waiting for you for eight months and ten days, and you have finally come out of Qingzhou! If you don't come out again, Poor Dao can only fight to be suppressed by the Terran Qi and rush into Qingzhou City!"
"Fortunately, the poor road did not wait in vain, you took the initiative to come out, and I was spared!"
The yellow-clothed Taoist said lightly.
"You dare to offend the Lord!"
Listening to this person's tone, everyone present could hear that he had bad intentions, Chen Qi and Ding Ce suddenly showed anger on their faces, and Chen Qi even burst into a loud shout, and took a mixed iron demon pestle from the hands of several armor soldiers beside him.
Rumble!
As soon as he stepped on it, he rushed to the front in the blink of an eye, and the demon pestle fell from the sky with a dull and bursting roar, with the power of opening mountains and dividing the sea.