Mo Ling didn't have time to adapt to the feng shui talent of the demon dragon, and quickly punched the dragon coffin and dragon qi into the dragon ball, in order to reincarnate, Mo Ling searched through almost all the dragon tomb books, and finally found a set of methods to use the dragon ball as the ontology to refine the clone.

When the dragon qi entered the dragon ball, the two sides immediately fused, Mo Ling's hands danced outside, using divine power to continuously carve, completely embedding the dragon qi into the dragon ball, and at the same time playing a floating magic seal outside, completely wrapping the dragon ball, the magic seal became more and more dense, gradually forming a light curtain, and then the light curtain turned into a light cluster, floating in mid-air.

Mo Ling's hand speed became faster and faster, and suddenly his eyes closed, and a wisp of divine consciousness was separated from the center of his eyebrows, which was injected into the light cluster dragon ball, the original colorless dragon ball changed color in an instant, the chaos pale yellow turned into white, and it exuded a dazzling light, and there was a trace of refreshing blue in it, which was the Jiaolong talent that had just been absorbed.

When his divine sense entered, Mo Ling instantly sensed that he seemed to have two bodies at the same time, one was the current body, and the other was the dragon ball body that seemed to be lying in the placenta in front of him.

The real dragon clone has been completed!

Mo Ling looked at it happily, the dragon balls in the light group began to grow and develop according to Mo Ling's image in a subtle way, this process is extremely slow, and it will continue to consume divine power incense, as if it is pregnant, but it is only beginning to develop, the body formed by the dragon ball and dragon qi naturally has a luxurious luck far beyond the imagination of mortals.

In the sea of people's white luck, red luck is already considered a small number of excellent people, and there are blue, bruised, lavender, pure gold and purple and other luck above, and there are even additional colors that fit the essence of the luck himself or the essence of the power.

Ordinary people are born, the big purple is already a rare super luck, this kind of people are light to be crowned kings and worship the prime minister, a little ambition has the ability to fight for the dragon, which is the emperor, successfully through the acquired efforts to upgrade the luck to pure gold There are also a lot of people, the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty was born lowly, but with the lilac luck, in the future, the same achievement of the emperor's luck rose to pure gold, this is an excellent representative of the acquired efforts of the people.

But Mo Ling's doppelganger, if someone who is hopeful can snoop on it, then he can see that just when he is still a placenta, there is purple luck like a canopy covering the top, stretching for several miles, looking at it will have a close heart, and heaven and earth seem to be a collection of thousands of favors and one.

Not immune to the floods, even the waters are receding faster.

Mo Ling looked at the light cluster in front of him with emotion:

"With this kind of luck, I don't know what kind of vision of heaven and earth will be caused by reincarnation in the future?

Mo Ling sighed a little and then put the light group into the Fengshen Record, and wrapped it firmly with endless incense to ensure his supply of incense, waiting for the future cocoon to turn into a butterfly.

After refining the clone, Mo Ling bowed slightly, and looked at the temple of the gods, where Li Dazhi and Xu Hong and his party were parting.

"Li Yuanwai has made up his mind?"

Li Xuanji stood at the gate of the temple, and Li Dazhi's family gathered around the carriage, waiting for Li Dazhi to say goodbye to Li Xuanji:

"The mind has been decided, this year's flood has completely washed down the embankment on both sides, although the flood has passed, but the man-made disaster is not far away, there will be people everywhere here, my family really can't let go, Jingxian is small, Yishui City is really no longer suitable to stay. ”

Li Xuanji nodded helplessly, although Li Dazhi was greedy for money, he really responded to Mo Ling's needs, Li Xuanji answered:

"Then where is Li Yuanwai going?"

"I have already prepared a house in Rongcheng Mansion, and the family will go to Rongcheng. ”

"With all due respect, Lord Baishen really doesn't plan to go to Rongcheng with me?

"Thank you, but the white god has his own ideas, Rongcheng, he won't go for the time being!"

Li Dazhi saw Li Xuanji's resolute attitude, and felt pity in his heart, for a businessman like him, if he could have Mo Ling by his side, it would be invincible. But Mo Ling has his own thoughts, he wants to fight for the dragon in the future, and his temple is best to be with the place of reincarnation in the future, and the two can take care of each other.

Although Rongcheng is good, it is definitely not a place of opportunity for the development of Qianlong under the noses of the feudal officials, so Rongcheng can't go!

Li Dazhi and Li Xuanji exchanged a few more pleasantries, and under the escort of Jiading, they gradually walked away into the distance.

Xu Hong and his entourage are also preparing at the door, as Li Dazhi said, Yishui City is over, the displaced people are coming, and it is nothing if the imperial court is able to treat it effectively, but now this imperial court is really flattering, and the person sent to preside over the disaster relief and collect taxes and silver is still the notorious eunuch Gao Qian, not to mention the governance of the displaced people, it is a luxury to be able to make the scale of the popular rebellion he inspires a little smaller.

Xu Hong saw Li Dazhi walking away, and walked in front of Li Xuanji with a slightly agitated mood:

"Master Xuanji, I have prepared the carriage, and I also ask the master to leave with me and the others. ”

Li Xuanji nodded:

"Well, we don't have anything to prepare, we just need to bring money and food, and Xiao Wuzi and I are enough. ”

"The idol...?"

"Only with immortals can there be statues, not with statues of gods and gods, Xu Dart Master just needs to go, and go to Jiannan City to find a feng shui treasure to build a new temple!"

Xu Hong didn't say much when he heard this, but just bowed his head slightly to show that he understood.

Mo Ling decided to go to Jiannan, the banks of the Sui River are no longer good, unless someone comes forward to vigorously rectify it, otherwise the people on both sides of the river will never recover, Mo Ling is in such a place, unless he decides to be an evil god, otherwise there is absolutely no possibility of improvement, Rongcheng is of course the best for Mo Ling's cultivation, but it is a bad place for the development of the hidden dragon.

Jiannan is different, population, area, and distance from the central government, all of which have created a great possibility of warlords here, and the geographical location is superior, and it can be attacked and defended, it is simply a godsend, much better than Rongcheng.

Xu Hong and his entourage took Li Xuanji and Daotong Xiaowuzi to push open the temple door and walk down the mountain, the news that the white temple was about to leave attracted the attention of the people on both sides, and they all spontaneously came to see off on both sides today, before the temple Zhu helped too many refugees. Mo Lingfei looked at the people on both sides in mid-air, each of them was his own devout believer, Mo Li had tears in his eyes, and parting was the most annoying.

The group went down and walked on the avenue leading to Jiannan, Xu Hong rode in front, raised his right hand and pointed to the end of the road ahead, and looked back at Li Xuanji:

"This goes for a hundred miles, all the way is smooth, there is no flood and the troubles of the displaced people, and the development of the white god will definitely be like this broad road, straight to the sky, the incense is vigorous, and it will not fade for thousands of years!"

The group left Yishui City, and when they heard what Xu Hong said, they immediately smiled, and Mo Ling also looked back at Yishui City, the White Temple, which had been behind him for nearly two years, and then looked at the avenue that spread to the end in front of him, and a sense of pride arose:

"World, I'm coming!"