After Yan Qi followed the Praetorian Guards out of the gate of Pingdu, the sky was already bright, and the young and strong Praetorian Guards escorted Pingdu ran straight towards the water without any stop.

In fact, they not only escorted Pingdu Qingzhuang, but the Praetorian Guards also had to be stationed around the water to prevent some things from happening.

For example, to prevent the mutiny of the levy, the bursting of the new dam of the wrath, and the work of the guards and husbands.

The army crossed, and the pedestrians outside the city hurriedly dodged, not daring to stop the pace of the army.

The white-haired woman of Pingdu Qingzhuang and the Praetorian Guard wept silently, and the lovers were in tears, watching their juniors or lovers leave with the army.

This time there may be two separate yin and yang, never to be seen again.

Yan Qi was mixed in the team, and the people around him were all depressed, carrying all kinds of instruments and walking lifelessly.

They never dreamed that they would be forced to be drafted one day at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Looking at this scene, Yan Qi felt a little.

He came from the Qidian Orphanage, and there was no such situation of relatives parting, and he had an inexplicable feeling of envy for this situation.

However, this envy quickly dissipated, and Yan Qi followed the army, pretending to be panicked like an ordinary young man.

Fifteen days later, they encountered a group of victims recruited from the disaster area in Langzhou.

There were about 3,000 people in the disaster, and they were also escorted by the Praetorian Guards, and their destination seemed to be Qingzhou.

The ranks of the victims were quiet, dressed in ragged and tattered clothes, tied together with straw ropes, and a long long string moved slowly in the face of the young and strong eyes of Pingdu.

Suddenly, Pingdu Qingzhuang felt that the Son of Heaven was very good to them.

After seeing that the road was blocked by another team, the team of disaster victims slowly raised their heads, and saw Pingdu Qingzhuang, who had strange eyes, and suddenly a howl came from inside, but it was quickly stopped, and there was the voice of the officer scolding in the team.

This team of disaster victims left in front of Pingdu Qingzhuang, although they left the sight of Pingdu Qingzhuang, but they brought a deep haze.

Yan Qi stood in place, feeling the youthful mood of the people around him, stopped, and sighed heavily.

"The time has come, I thought it would take years, but I didn't expect it to take a few months. ”

Pulling a hair and moving his whole body, Yan Qi stopped his pace, which naturally affected the progress of the team on a small scale.

"Huh?"

The officer in charge of this short section immediately looked at Yan Qi and said coldly: "Stop and do something, hurry up." ”

Although the tone is cold, it is relatively polite, and there is no abusive content.

Yan Qi waved his sleeves, and the long-lost aura returned, Yan Qi snorted coldly at the officer, which immediately made the officer tremble, and the surrounding Pingdu Qingzhuang was immediately shocked, and they all took Yan Qi as the center, knelt down, and called the immortal master.

After all, this is a world of immortal cultivators, and it is still in a feudal society, for an immortal cultivator like Yan Qi, of course, mortals fall to their knees in an instant, and they dare not make any small moves.

And the officer who coldly scolded Yan Qi was almost paralyzed with fright, and fell to his knees on the ground, trembling, not daring to make any move.

The young people of Pingdu looked at Yan Qi happily and waited for Yan Qi to be gracious.

Because in folk tales, immortal masters often eliminate evil and promote good, and save the weak.

However, they were disappointed, and Yan Qi said directly: "You and others perform their duties and act according to the law." ”

After that, under the lonely face of Pingdu's young and strong face, he flew into the sky and disappeared in front of their eyes.

It's not that Yan Qi doesn't want to help them, but it's really not necessary.

How can I help them?

Let them go back to Pingdu?

Without any identification, most of them will be guilty.

Let them fall into the grass?

In this case, wouldn't the thief who didn't have any supernatural abilities be sent to death?

The most important thing is that Yan Qi doesn't know what is going on in terms of the water of resentment, in case the lack of this team will cause the White Snake Demon to cholera in the world.

After flying away for dozens of miles, Yan Qi stopped his movements and shouted loudly: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, Qi's state of mind has been completed, please take me back to the sect to retreat and tie the Dan!"

However... There was no movement.

Yan Qi was silent for a moment, and asked in a suspicious voice, "Senior Uncle Ancestor?"

There was still no reply.

So Yan Qi said to the system: "System, can you detect any monks nearby?"

[Activating the iQue is too empty, and it can last *** minutes per 100,000 points.] 】

Yan Qi: ....

That's too expensive, right?

"Turn on for a second, just for a second!"

Yan Qi spoke quickly, the system comprehended, at that moment, Yan Qi felt that all the situations in all directions were reflected in his divine consciousness, and it could even extend all the way to the boundary of Cangsheng Mountain!

That omniscient divine thought disappeared in a second, and in this simple illusion, Yan Qi felt several powerful breaths.

Merely.... Within dozens of miles around him, there was not a single monk!

Only more than 300 miles away, there was a monk who had just built a foundation, and his divine thoughts were not very strong, if it weren't for the iQue Tai Void Bonus, he would even mistake him for a Qi cultivator.

"Uncle Shi is not by my side.... He's fourteen hundred miles away...."

If Yan Qi remembered correctly, the iQue Taixu just now felt that there were four divine thoughts equivalent to Yuan Ying there, as well as the divine thoughts of dozens of Jindan monks.

There, it's the wrathful water.

"It seems that the Baizhang White Snake is a primordial demon beast. ”

After Yan Qi muttered to himself, he sighed, quite painful.

100,000 points a second!

That's 100,000 points!

He is too far away from Cangsheng Mountain now, and Yan Qi is not very worthwhile.

If he wants to rush back to Cangsheng Mountain, he will have to walk for ten days and half a month, so it is better to return directly to the earth, retreat in the Antarctic Immortal Blessed Land, and prepare to break through the Golden Pill.

After returning to the Antarctic Blessed Land of Eternal Life, Yan Qi looked at the endless forest and the medieval buildings in the center, and there was no shock.

Because here he approved it.

There is no way to transform the blessed land of Antarctica Immortal Immortal into the residence of the Dangerholtz School of Magic, and the only way to maintain the mystery of the Dangerholtz School of Magic in the outside world is to set the location of the academy outside the earth.

In this way, the humans of the earth can be intimidated and make them think that the power of the transcendent beings is unfathomable.

Who would have thought that the mastermind behind the earth would be a little monk who could not get a golden pill?

After returning to the Antarctic Blessed Land of Eternal Life, Yan Qi accepted Antonio's visit and chatted with him about the construction of the Dangerholtz School of Magic.

Regarding the question of the Dangerholtz School of Magic, Yan Qi said that Antonio was allowed to develop, as long as the final result did not exceed his plan.

After Yan Qi inquired about the affairs of the earth again, he had nothing to do and went to retreat to practice in preparation for breaking through the golden pill.

It takes at least three months to form a golden pill.

For these three months, Yan Qi decided to concentrate on retreat and no longer pay attention to anything. 8)