After the quarrel, there was a sword light shining and black smoke billowing.

"The Simon family and the Cult of One or Two Gods have done it." Fang Bo squinted at that place.

"Man dies for money, birds die for food, I don't know how many people will die after tonight? I wonder if there will be a denomination to be removed? ”

Huangfu Zhengfeng, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, and several sect elders looked at him a few more times.

"If the Nine Peerless Gathering Spirit Array is broken, and the aura that has accumulated for more than 2,000 years is extracted from the outside, it will feed back, and then the outside world will become able to re-cultivate, and a new order will be formed.

Qin Beichuan looked like he should be like this.

"I, the dancer, really want to thank you, otherwise, how could I have obtained this lake land." Dancing in the breeze, bowing and saluting, speaking sincerely.

"Hehe, Qingfeng doesn't need to be so polite, the things here, the situation here can be said to be concocted by Yu Fan, and several of our families have a lot of relationship with him, and the family doesn't talk to each other."

Fang Yuanhuai smiled and helped Wu Qingfeng up, "Besides, it's all the credit of that person." ”

As soon as Fang Yuanhuai said this, everyone looked thoughtfully at the windless mountain running wildly.

Even if he is not Yu Fan, he must have something to do with Yu Fan.

There was silence for a while, and then the battle broke out again, and it became more and more intense, and there was a faint splash of blood.

Anger, roaring, roaring, screaming, fear, despair never ceased until the sky grew brighter and the east turned white.

Although there is no sun, the sun is abundant and the morning glow is full of sky, which is breathtaking.

After a night, all factions have found their own shelter, but only they can feel how much pain, how much hatred, how much life and death there is.

When the day just dawned, there were already people who appeared by the Spirit Lake and began to practice, wanting not to be surpassed by others and taking away the existing Spirit Lake, only more powerful, the better Spirit Lake that they wanted to occupy, and they needed to be stronger even more, so everyone couldn't wait to practice.

The elders of the sect also occupy one place, work around the Linghu Lake, practice diligently, and a year's time, it is not short, and it is not long.

In the meantime, Ling Donglai did not hide his secrets, and told everyone some of the experience and understanding of his ancestors.

Fang Lin and Ling Donglai were also constantly absorbing spiritual energy, in order to become stronger.

Only Shan Wufeng and Wei Yiran circled around the lake as soon as dawn, and they were never tired of it, of course, this only refers to Wei Yiran, as for Shan Wufeng's mood, others are really hard to guess.

After more than a month of this, the tense atmosphere gradually eased.

Once the strength pattern formed by the bloody battle that night was formed, it was difficult to be broken, and the winner naturally occupied the spiritual lake with more spiritual energy, so the strong were always strong, and as time went by, it was more difficult for the weak to counterattack, and everyone settled down.

After a long time, everyone found many inconveniences, the biggest of which was the trouble caused by living in the open air.

Fortunately, it hasn't rained these days, but it won't rain anymore, and it's over when it rains, although up to now, everyone's skills have made great progress, and they won't get sick or anything in the rain, but if they become soup chickens one by one, then the fun will be great.

The women complained all day long, which was inconvenient.

On this day, Shan Wufeng, who had nothing to do and had never practiced martial arts, often played hide and seek with Wei Yiran, ran to the opposite Xiushan Junling, and took off a lot of trees and came back.

Everyone watched the mountain without wind and as if by magic, and in less than half a day, they built a simple, generous, beautiful and practical cabin.

All the people who have seen it have bright eyes, as if they have seen rare treasures, and many people come from afar to visit and admire.

So, from this day on, people went to the mountains over there to cut down trees and build houses, and then there were more and more people, and many people came and went between the mountains and lakes every day.

It's just that the trees here are so hard that people below the grandmaster can't knock down a tree with a thick bowl mouth in a day, so the grandmaster becomes a lumberjack, and those below the grandmaster become porters.

The mountain is not high, but it is very strange, the fog is shrouded in mist above, strange flowers and plants, waterfalls and flowing springs, just like the fairy mountain, but everyone dare not go deeper, because everyone finds that a wolf can always tie with him, it is too perverted.

The wood was pulled back and the hut was covered.

But there is really no harm if there is no comparison, the house that is windless is called a house, and what they build can only be regarded as a shed, in contrast, the mountain without wind is a mansion.

On this day, Huangfu Rongruo, hesitating and hesitating, found Shan Wufeng again and again, and wanted him to help build a beautiful hut, but he didn't expect Shan Wufeng, who was close to the ancestral realm, to agree very happily.

In less than a day, a beautiful and beautiful hut was built, which caused the girls on the scene to scream.

Shan Wufeng looked rude and clumsy, I didn't expect his hands to be so skillful!

Wooden windows, wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden beds, are really super beautiful, and some girls have begun to flatter him.

So, from this day on, there was an extra scenery in front of the wooden house without wind, and the long queue lined up from the front of the door to a kilometer away, all of them came to ask for a house.

Wei Yiran sat in front of the door with a smile every day to register and collect honoraria for everyone.

The reward is naturally a variety of fruits and a small amount of small animal meat.

But the registration time was only one hour, because after an hour, Shan Wufeng was about to get up and build a house, so Wei Yiran ran to the construction site and watched Shan Wufeng work seriously with infinite admiration.

Where to build a house without wind in the mountains, where the male compatriots will not be able to practice, Wei Yiran looks at the mountains without wind, and the men look at Wei Yiran.

Many people are deeply worried about Shan Wufeng's unscrupulous behavior, and how many times have they tactfully or directly reminded him that it is the current priority to be promoted to the ancestor as soon as possible.

Every time there is no wind in the mountains, I have a sentence: My master said that my ancestors did not rely on practice, but on enlightenment, and I was building a house to achieve enlightenment.

Every night, for those who queue outside, it's nothing short of an ordeal.

"You get out!" The mountain has no wind and drinks angrily.

"Don't go out!" Wei Yiran was coquettish.

"Please, get out!" The mountain is windless and soft.

"Please don't let me out!" Wei Yiran was softer.

"You, get out!" The mountains roared without wind.

"Just get out!" Wei Yiran's tone was firm.

"Believe it or not, I punched you away?" The mountain has no wind and gritted his teeth.

"Come on! Beat me to death, beat me and I won't go out. Wei Yiran had tears in her eyes.

"If you don't go, I'll go." Shan Wufeng said fiercely.

"Wow!" Wei still cried bitterly, "I don't want to live anymore. ”

Then, a graceful figure swept out of the windless cabin, covering his face with his hands, shrugging his shoulders and weeping.

The people in line outside listened to the thousands of arrows piercing their hearts and wept bitterly.

"Oh my God! O earth! Shan Wufeng looked up to the sky in the house and roared: "Why didn't you accept this little goblin?" ”

"Wow!"

Wei Yiran cried extremely sadly in her own cabin, heartbroken, and never died.

Cry when you hear it, and break your heart when you hear it.

The next day, Wei Yiran continued to sit in front of the door with a smile and a smile as if she was fine.

The years are fleeting, the flowing water is gone, and before you know it, summer has passed, autumn is coming, and the grass in the meadow has begun to wither, but the fruit is increasing.

During this period, there were many people who were promoted to grandmasters, and there were also many people who were promoted to sect elders, and the first spirit lake was already full of cabins, but no one was promoted to the ancestors, and no one even touched the threshold, which made people unconsciously have a little panic.

Shan Wufeng and Wei Yiran still quarrel every night, Wei Yiran still cries every time, and she still cries sadly every time.

As the days go by, the autumn smell becomes stronger, the grass begins to wither in a large area, and the leaves of the fruit groves fall away, but fortunately, the fruits are picked and stored.

However, some people found that a large number of small beasts starved to death in the dead grass, and others found that there were fruit forests that were withered and scorched in patches, as if they had been drained of life in an instant.

Everyone realized that there might be a problem in this space that they had never had before, because, at this moment, the aura in the air was gradually thinning.

In the sky, there are often fierce eagles circling and attacking people repeatedly, which was not something that happened before, although it did not cause death, but it was a common thing to hurt people.

When everyone witnessed a person who was killed by the sect elder, but still swallowed the flesh torn from a person's body at the moment of death, panic finally began to spread.