The sun rises and sets, day and night rotate. 2.

For the first time, everyone in the Qing Clan's fiefdom felt that time was so slow.

Not only were the thousands of martial cultivators who participated in the formation paying attention at all times, but even the children in the academy noticed the ever-thickening spiritual mist.

Qingyang seemed to have a calm face and a calm appearance, but in fact, he was also very worried in his heart, and he was not even in the mood to entertain Liu Yi.

Fortunately, this young man got the method of cultivating the four-grade elixir, and he had already happily run back to the sacrificial willow department, ready to try to see if he could make the five-grade elixir in the sacrificial willow medicine valley thrive.

The Qing's Medicine Garden, the Qing's Sealed Soil, and the middle mountain and forest area, the aura of the three is completely different, and it must be a great challenge to condense them into a complete Nine Rank Spiritual Domain.

Fortunately, the Taichu Dao Sutra gave Qingyang great comfort, and the level of aura in the Seven Grades Spiritual Domain of the Medicine Garden was higher, even if a very small amount of spiritual energy was lost, it could fill up this land.

With the passage of time, the concentration of aura could be felt at every moment, and the formation inside and outside the sealed soil covered the range, and more and more birds gathered.

If it weren't for the dozens of powerful beasts and fierce birds led by grizzly bears, dragon sparrows, and white cranes, firmly guarding this land and deterring all outsiders, I was afraid that the Qing clan's land would be occupied by countless birds and beasts in a moment.

When the time came to the third day, Qingyang noticed that the sky above the sealed land had changed from blue to pure blue, which also attracted the attention of the Qing clan's leaders.

The white and dazzling sun could not stop the Qing clan leaders from looking up at the sky.

When the white sun reaches due south midheaven, it instantly turns into a cyan sun.

The daily chemical cyan is for the twilight.

Countless blue lights were sprinkled, and colorful glows flickered.

Enveloping the land twenty miles long and six miles wide, a huge Nine Rank Spirit Domain was finally completed.

"Look outside, colorful glow~"

"It's snowing, hurry up and put away your clothes~"

There was the roar of the bear children in the school.

More than 8,000 children rushed out of the school, looking up at the sky with their red faces, and little snowflakes falling from the sky.

Snowflakes, green twilight, and glow light create a dream-like scene that makes these thousands of children feel like a dream.

Yes, compared with the precariousness in the great wilderness in the past, starvation, and facing death at any time, the life in the Qing clan's fiefdom now really seems like a big dream.

Qingyang smiled in his eyes and reached out to catch a snowflake.

This is not a real snowflake, at the moment when the spiritual realm is formed, the abundant spiritual mist condenses into spiritual dew, and then turns into spiritual snow in the cold of winter, which is the gift of heaven and earth to this land to advance to the spiritual realm.

Heaven and earth are virtuous, and all things are shining.

The snowfield shrouded in the spiritual realm shimmered with a faint spiritual light.

The giant trees of the towering mountains and forests are the first to benefit, and the withered branches are more and more vigorous and upright after the spiritual snow seeps in.

More spiritual snow is integrated with the snow field, and as the ice and snow penetrate into the earth, nourishing this already fertile mountain forest.

Of course, the Qing clan also benefited greatly.

Thousands of Qing Clan martial cultivators happily let the snowflakes condensed by the aura slowly melt into their bodies, breathing in the pranayama, better than their cultivation for a month.

Compared with the adult martial arts cultivators, the more than 8,000 children in the academy are in the process of physical growth, and the benefits they have obtained are even more amazing.

After these children were shocked, they were overjoyed and suddenly had an amazing change in themselves:

"Huh, the wound I cut the day before yesterday is gone!"

"I touched the bird last month, and my leg doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Hee-hee, Lord Lord, hee~"

Thousands of children are excited about recovering from their wounds, unbeknownst to them, to help them in their future practice.

Living day and night in the Nine Grades Spiritual Domain, the child's growing body is constantly tempered with aura, and after hard training, everyone can advance to the Nine Grades within five years.

"If the Spirit Realm is extended all the way to Yanze, wouldn't tens of thousands of people be able to benefit?"

Qingyang's eyes were full of excitement, which can be called ambitious or ambitious.

Of course, Qingyang knows better in his heart that now he can successfully condense the Jiupin Spiritual Domain in front of him, and the main credit is still the legacy of his mother Qingluan.

Without the abundant spiritual energy provided by the Seven Rank Spiritual Domain of the Medicine Garden, this spiritual domain would not have been able to take shape quickly at all, and the next expansion would not be until at least a year later.

Of course, in this year, Qingyang will never wait, he can first choose an excellent place around Yanze, set up a formation to generate abundant aura, and wait until the Medicine Garden Spirit Domain is promoted to the sixth grade, and then it will be easier to expand.

After condensing into the Nine Rank Spirit Domain, everything in the sealed soil was on the right track, and the two treasures were also left in the medicine garden, playing music for the stone spirit and the wood spirit, and everything seemed to be fine, but I always felt that something was overlooked.

Seven or eight days of continuous compilation of formation runes, even with thousands of people as assistants, Qingyang was still busy and dizzy.

At the suggestion of Uncle Zhong, he simply went to the soup pool to bathe and relieve the fatigue of the past few days, but he was entangled by the two little guys of the golden ape and the tiger cub.

"Chirp~"

The golden ape ran excitedly at the front, and the little tiger cub was innocent but not to be outdone.

The two little beasts were fighting and the first ran into the valley, but they screamed at the soup pool not far away.

Qingyang chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly took two quick steps.

In the valley, the nine-story soup pools form a series of waterfalls hanging, and the upper eight layers of the soup pools are empty, only the hot air rises and the water vapor curls.

In the bottom of the soup pool, the white and chubby treasure pig lies on the shore, its huge ears flickering constantly, and a pair of small eyes are full of comfort.

"Huh?"

Qingyang's eyes were suddenly full of sharpness, he jumped into the soup pool and grabbed the ears of the treasure pig, and asked loudly, "Treasure pig, where did Lian Cang and Ye Zhao go?"

"Whew~"

Bao Zhu was caught by someone's ear, and suddenly screamed in panic, and was about to open his mouth to bite it, but the owner who saw his hand clearly did not dare to resist at all.

Qingyang knew in his heart that although the treasure pig was only a nine-rank peak beast, his spiritual wisdom was far superior to that of an ordinary six-toothed fanged pig, and he was lying here silently, and it was obvious that there was something wrong with the two little guys.

"Hmph, I'll settle accounts with you when I come back!"

Qingyang snorted coldly, and searched all the places inside and outside this valley where people could be hidden, but he didn't see Lian Cang and Ye Zhao.

The hot spring of the soup pool flowed, but Qingyang's eyebrows were twisted, and it seemed that he hadn't seen Lian Cang and Ye Zhao for ten days.

Seven or eight-year-old bear children are the time when their minds are active.

You can't tell exactly what these bear kids are thinking.

I remember that just ten days ago, when I walked into this valley for the first time, Ye Zhao's group of dolls were frolicking by the soup pool.

The little fat man Ye Zhao took his hand, full of anticipation, "Brother-in-law, you can help me dig out a few bird eggs and come back" The sentence is still vivid.

Combined with the fact that Shi Ming and the Golden Crowned Eagle had not been seen for many days, a bad idea suddenly popped up in Qingyang's mind:

These bear children can't really go to the vulture's lair to touch the birds' eggs, right? )