Although Sen Xuanji was in trouble for a while, and was enslaved due to national disasters and wars, his family background is long and valuable, and his knowledge is extremely extensive.

Unlike the ordinary slaves around him who saw Zhang still alive hanging in the sky, showing the appearance of gods and Buddhas, they really thought that gods and Buddhas were in the world and worshipped, but he had already discovered that the people in the air were definitely not great powers.

Whether it is the transformation of many water droplets, but it is obviously not condensed, when attacking, it can at most entangle ordinary level martial artists and monks and drown, and when it encounters a ground level master, it will be shattered by a single move of the Gang Feng Outer Dao Protector;

Or did he later drill out from under the earth's crust, his face was blurred, but his body was strong, but his movements were extremely clumsy and stiff, and the mud and stone giants who straightened the giant boat faintly showed that the person in the sky was just a cultivator who was cultivating the supreme method in this world, so he was powerful, but the actual cultivation level was only a cultivator who had just stepped into the heavenly level.

Of course, the word 'just' is compared to the great supernatural powers, and in the mundane, the heaven-level cultivator is already regarded as a first-class figure of the immortals.

And it is precisely because this heaven-level monk is just a mortal in the eyes of the great supernatural powers, but in the eyes of mortals, he is like an immortal Buddha with mana reaching the sky, and the situation is embarrassing, so many people have slowly transformed into two extreme temperaments, one is to be lofty, more ascetic, and strive to one day break through to the great supernatural powers, and enjoy freedom between heaven and earth;

The second is that I feel that the future of cultivation is difficult, and I am afraid that I will never be able to break through in this life, so it is better to use the capital obtained from hard cultivation in the past to enjoy the wealth and joy of the world.

Among the Heavenly Rank cultivators of these two temperaments, the former is often modest in nature, and is unwilling to easily reveal his supernatural powers when necessary.

The latter, however, is very fond of being worshipped and revered, and is often willing to spend great efforts to pretend to be a ghost in front of mortals, and his temper is often unpredictable, uncertain, and often turns his back on the wrong word.

And what Zhang Huansheng did last night fell in the eyes of Sen Xuandi, very much like the kind of cultivator who had just achieved the Heavenly Level, and felt that the path of cultivation was cut off, and when he traveled all over the world and lived a chic life, he happened to meet someone who was trafficking in human beings at sea, and he reached out to manage it.

Otherwise, how could there be a heaven-level strongman who would cast a secret method for no reason, and make out the escort of the sky without people, demons and demons, braving the wind and rain, waiting for a few hours, just to not be salty and indifferent, and thousands of rescued slaves to declare grace and show strength.

Therefore, when he saw that some of the rescued slaves were ignorant, he repeatedly begged to save his dead relatives, and Sen Xuanji knew that the monk of the Heavenly Order would definitely not be able to do it, lest he feel that he would lose face and turn against him, so he hurriedly came forward and said something pleasant and nice.

At this moment, seeing that the Heavenly Rank cultivator was actually Zhang Huansheng, who had been with him for more than 20 days, he teased him and asked rhetorically, Sen Xuanji was not easy to elaborate on the various thoughts and scruples in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Zunjia is a heavenly master, and he walks in the world on weekdays, but he can still be touted."

There is no shortage of little old men, so don't joke.

Now, though we have been freed by the great grace of our lords, we are trapped in the depths of this savage ocean on an island, and the merchant ships that carry us are no longer of use..."

Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng realized that because of the breakthrough in Xuangong, his cultivation was both internal and external, and he tried the power of the earth-level and heaven-level monks for the first time, and he was a little carried away for a while, and he forgot to ask an extremely important thing, and hurriedly used his magical powers, and used a whirlwind to shoot the drill crocodile not far away, and asked: "Drill sea crocodile, how many days will your sea boat be repaired, and the remaining boatman will still be enough to drive the boat?" ”

The drill sea crocodile just saw the figure like an immortal Buddha in the sky landing, and it was an orphan who had been deceived by himself, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

At this time, Zhang Huansheng took it to his side like a chicken with the power of resisting the wind, and suddenly came to his senses, and replied tremblingly: "Venerable Rong, Rongyu, this sea ship is really broken, if you don't enter the dock, I'm afraid it has been repaired, and it can't be repaired."

And even if it is repaired, only we are left, these dozen people, and they will never be able to drive such a huge sea ship. ”

"So if you can't fix it, you can't go!" Zhang Huansheng's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said in a lost voice, but after panicking, he thought about it carefully, although this wild giant island was full of fierce beasts and monsters, as long as he didn't go out of the land occupied by the Yuan God, it was expected that there would be no danger.

And a heaven and earth with a radius of thirty or fifty miles is also enough for him to live and cultivate, and if he cultivates patiently, he can break through to the ground level on another day, and naturally he can try to cross the sea alone and return to Dongzhou.

In the blink of an eye, he felt that there was a way out, and Zhang Huansheng's expression became calm again, but Sen Xuanji, who was opposite him, muttered with a deep brow: "These thousands of people are trapped on the island, living on the food and herbs stored on the ship, how long can they last."

I'm afraid that in a month or two at most, I will run out of food, either starve to death, or be injured by the chaos miasma, and kill each other, this, this, how should this be..."

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, no matter how knowledgeable and strategic Sen Xuanji is, there is no way to show it on this isolated island, but Zhang Huansheng pondered for a moment, pointed to the collapsed Foshan Mountain in the distance, and said with a smile: "Uncle Sen, don't panic, have you seen that strange-looking hill."

That mountain is the legal system left by the great master of the Middle Ages Sumeru, where the Great Sumeru Temple is located.

Because the younger generations deviated from the legacy of the great sage, they were disgusted by the emperor of Dachu and the monarch of the Xu Kingdom, and were destroyed by the imperial army and many monks.

However, although the mountain gate is extinguished, the enchantment laid by the monks before is still there, as long as it is activated, the miasma within a radius of thirty miles around the hill will be suppressed in the depths of the earth.

If it doesn't erupt, it will be like a pure land that can live. ”

If you want to transform the barbaric wilderness where the chaotic miasma seeps out of the ground almost every day into a cooked pure land that can be used for the human race to thrive, there are many ways for the Yanhuang people alone.

But only 'Liding and sealing the country' is once and for all, and there is no hidden danger of the method, the rest need to consume a lot of effort to maintain, unless the last resort, otherwise long-term residence, it is definitely worth the loss.

The so-called 'Liding and sealing the country' refers to the fact that when a courtier made an immortal achievement, the ruling son of the orthodox dynasty of the Yanhuang Land rushed to the extremely mysterious location of the 'Imperial Palace' to worship the 'ancestral fire' incarnated after the death of the ancient Yan and Huang Emperors, and then used the branches of the sacred tree to draw a cluster of flames from the ancestral fire and put it into a white box.

After returning to the dynasty, the Son of Heaven gave the bibox containing the roots and seedlings of the 'ancestral fire' to the meritorious courtiers with the ancient rites.

In the future, he only needs to cast the copper tripod, seal the roots and seedlings of the 'ancestral fire' into the tripod, and then choose a suitable wild land, bury the copper tripod, and the surrounding area can naturally give birth to a piece of pure land and become his land.