Time flies, and three years have passed.

It's spring again.

On Peach Blossom Island, the drizzle is like a thread, and the peach blossoms are like a brocade cloud.

Huang Rong was dressed in a light green shirt, holding an oil-paper umbrella, strolling on the stone path covered with moss, wandering among the colorful flowers like the clouds of the fairy palace.

The years have left no trace on her.

The skin is as delicate and flawless as a girl, the beautiful eyes are still as clear and bright as the stars, and the body is full and graceful like the ups and downs of the mountains.

In the depths of the sea of flowers, there are hidden human traces.

A tall man in a brocade dress and a jade crown, standing in front of a peach tree with his hands in his hands, not wearing a coat, not holding an umbrella, and letting the drizzle soak his long hair that was wantonly scattered.

Huang Rong stopped from afar, staring at the slender and upright, handsome man.

An inexplicable aura swirled around him, making his whole person seem to be perfectly integrated into the world around him, and together with the spring breeze and drizzle and the flourishing peach blossoms, he turned into a part of the heaven and earth.

This mysterious artistic conception made Huang Rong can't help but be fascinated by it, and she stood in the rain and stared at him for a long time, unable to bear to break the perfect harmony of the unity of heaven and man.

I don't know how long it took.

The handsome man who raised his head slightly and stared at the peach blossoms like clouds finally lowered his eyebrows and looked at her.

With his eyes, Huang Rong smiled, slender waist, lotus step moved lightly, raised the umbrella to his side, covered the umbrella above his head, and said softly:

"Why don't you have an umbrella?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly:

"Forget."

Huang Rong blinked and smiled coquettishly:

"Have you forgotten to keep out the rain?"

Murong Fu Chin:

"I forgot about it."

Huang Rong took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the rain on his cheeks for him, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were all tender:

"The spring rain is cold, even if you cultivate deeply, it's best not to get drenched in this rain."

Murong Fu let her wipe the rain from her cheeks for herself, and then she held her slender and soft water, and said with a smile:

"Occasionally, if you get drenched in the rain, you also have a different feeling."

As he spoke, steaming steam came out of his body, and his long clothes and long hair, soaked by the rain, dried out instantly.

Huang Rong didn't feel that she had done useless work, looked at Murong Fu's eyes, and asked with a smile:

"And what do you realize?"

Murong Fu looked up at the sky:

"There is a lot of understanding, and the time has come."

Huang Rong was slightly stunned:

"The time has come?"

Murong Fu Chin:

"It's time to build the foundation of the avenue."

looked at Huang Rong again and said in a low voice:

"The foundation will be closed for a long time, at least in March, and at most in April. During this time, the affairs of the islands will be entrusted to you. ”

Huang Rong smiled:

"Don't worry."

Murong looked back and looked at the cave not far away:

"Back then, the old naughty boy was trapped here for more than ten years, right?"

"Yes......" Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, and a trace of reminiscence appeared in her eyes: "When I was a child, I often came here to play with the old naughty boy, pinched clay figures with him, and played marble......"

Speaking of this, he lowered his head again and said abruptly:

"I don't know where the old urchin went......"

It has been more than six years since the Blood Moon disaster.

In the past six years, Murong Fu often went to the land to walk and collect survivors, but he never found any trace of Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Lao Naughty Boy and others.

As for whether they are alive or not, Huang Rong actually has no hope, only deep in her heart, there is a little bit of luck.

Murong Fu said: "After I successfully build the foundation and get out of the customs, I will first handle the marriage between Fu'er and Yang Guo, and then ...... So I took the Condor with us, and went to the land to search carefully. ”

Huang Rong tapped her head, looked at the cave where the old urchin had been trapped for many years, and asked:

"You want to retreat here?"

"Not bad."

"Then my name is Fu'er, and Guo'er leads the disciples to close the surroundings." ”

"Not necessarily. I have set a ban around the cave so that no one can enter without my permission. ”

"That'...... When did you start? ”

Murong Fu raised his hand and stroked Huang Rong's delicate cheeks, "Start the retreat today." ”

Huang Rong said softly: "Do you need me to deliver food?" ”

"Not necessarily." Murong Fu said with a smile: "Building a foundation needs to be done in one go, and you can't stop halfway, but you don't have time to eat." Rest assured, with my current cultivation, when the foundation is built, Bigu will be in March and April. ”

Huang Rong hummed softly, stepped forward, hugged his waist, leaned her cheek on his chest, listened to his heartbeat, and said quietly:

"Goodbye, then!"

Murong Fu cupped Huang Rong's cheek, bowed his head and kissed it, and smiled: "Goodbye." ”

With that, he gently touched her forehead and turned back to the cave.

Huang Rong watched Murong Fu's figure until he entered the cave, and he also stood for a long time and never left.

In a cave.

Murong sat on the futon, closed his eyes and meditated, and first reviewed his current cultivation.

Three years ago, his cultivation had reached the seventh level of qi refining, and he was steadily moving towards the eighth layer of qi refining.

In just over half a year, the cultivation reached the eighth layer of qi refining.

A year ago, he had reached the ninth layer of qi refining, and after a year of polishing, the ninth layer of qi refining had been completely completed.

The eighth layer of qi refining and the ninth layer of qi refining each unlocked a path protection spell.

The eight-layer spell is "Wood Escape".

This wood escape is a kind of "five elements of escape", any place where there are plants and trees, you can escape at will, you can escape from one plant to one hundred zhang in an instant, another plant and tree.

And there is no upper limit to this escape method, as the cultivation increases, the distance of the escape can also continue to increase.

In the future, it can even be based on the five elements of the mutual birth, upgrade the escape method, from wood escape to fire escape, and then from fire escape to earth escape, and so on, until the five elements escape method is complete.

When refining the ninth layer of qi, the unlocked spell is "Void Flower".

This is an attack spell that can summon a sea of void flowers directly from the void without sowing flower seeds, devouring the enemy's mana, flesh, and primordial spirit.

In layman's terms, this spell is to summon a man-eating flower.

Murong tried this technique again.

When the spell was cast, the sea of colorful flowers that evolved out of thin air was even more gorgeous than the peach blossoms on Peach Blossom Island.

But under the dazzling and dazzling appearance, there is a great terror, where the Void Flower Sea passes, there is almost no grass, and all living things, even including earth, wood, mud and stone, can be swallowed by the Void Flower Sea and turned into their own nourishment.

Once when killing hungry ghost monsters in a small town under Lin'an Mansion, Murong Fu used this technique to wipe out more than a thousand hungry ghost monsters that had been secondarily alienated in one fell swoop, and even most of the houses and buildings in the town were wiped out of thin air, completely turning the ruins into white ground.

It's a pity that although the power is great, the consumption is not small, and once the spell is cast, it will consume seventy percent of the spiritual power of the ninth layer of Murong Fu's Qi refinement.

While the cultivation of the Immortal Dao was improved and the spells were more abundant, his natal magic weapon, the Nine Thunder Staff, had also become more powerful under years of origin refining.

Under the full urging of all his strength, he also has the powerful power of obliterating more than a thousand hungry ghost monsters in waves.

It can also be turned into a thunder spear, like a flying sword, and it can be killed from a distance.

There are also various martial arts that have been upgraded to "immortal martial arts......

Immersed in the memory palace, sorting out all his skills, sorting out and summarizing them one by one, Murong Fu clarified his spirit and prepared to start building the foundation.

The reason why I chose to build a foundation in this heaven and earth is that I have cultivated it, and secondly, after walking in the heavens several times, being baptized by time and space, and improving my cultivation qualifications, even if there is no "Zhuji Dan", the success rate of building a foundation can be increased to six or seven percent.

Of course, the success rate of only six or seven percent is not guaranteed, and it should have been necessary to continue to walk the heavens and improve the success rate.

But Murong Fu has been in this world for more than six years, and he has personally saved tens of thousands of survivors, and those who have received his life indirectly include tens of thousands of newborns who have been born one after another over the years. There is also the skill of preaching, and even a little bit of the skill of turning into a beast.

In this heaven and earth, he was revered as a god by the survivors from all over the world, accumulated countless merits, and received the "favor of heaven", and his cultivation was smooth sailing.

When he entered the state of "unity of heaven and man", he faintly felt that building a foundation in this heaven and earth would not only be risk-free, but might even have more benefits.

"The foundation of the road...... I always feel that my foundation is not the same thing as the foundation of mortals......"

Murong Fu whispered, and according to Aoki's longevity method, he officially began to build the foundation.

How to build the foundation of Aoki's longevity?

Not only to condense the "spiritual power" of the qi refining period into a higher level of "mana", but also to build a "purple mansion" on the spiritual platform.

Purple Mansion originally meant the abode of immortals.

Aoki's longevity recipe compares the human body to a small universe, and the "Purple Mansion" built by the cultivator is where the cultivator's primordial spirit resides and where the divine consciousness is.

Building the Purple Mansion was not difficult for Murong Fu.

He has a "memory palace", which can directly transform this memory palace into the Purple Mansion Divine Palace.

The former memory palace can only be useful to himself.

But after turning into the Primordial God Purple Mansion, it will have more mysterious effects.

For example, pulling other people's minds and even the primordial gods into their own Purple Mansion Divine Palace......

Murong Fu was distracted and used for two purposes, condensing spiritual power and transforming mana while transforming the memory palace.

Building a foundation requires an extremely large supply of spiritual power.

Under normal circumstances, it needs to be carried out in the blessed land of Lingshan with abundant spiritual power, and it is best to place a gathering spirit array around you to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for the foundation building.

Murong Fu didn't need such trouble.

More than six years after descending on this heaven and earth, with his own good deeds, as his disciples continue to grow and grow, and the survivors who have been blessed by him have worked hard to forge ahead, multiply, and even grow up to the alien beasts that have been ignited by him, the gray origin accumulated in his talent has reached nearly five million.

With such a huge accumulation of origins, it is more than enough to build a foundation.

Murong Fu was calm and unhurried, and he built the foundation of the avenue without hurry.

Time passed.

Before I knew it, it was more than three months later.

……

It's the height of summer.

On this day, Huang Rong came to the vicinity of the cave again and intently sensed the qi near the cave.

She cultivated the way of the primordial spirit, and her perception of the aura of people and the aura of heaven and earth was extremely keen, and after some investigation, she felt that the qi around the cave was chaotic and hazy, and the flow of aura was completely still, as if it had been completely solidified, and she couldn't help but be secretly nervous in her heart.

She had come to visit many times before.

At that time, around the cave, the spiritual energy naturally converged towards the inside of the cave, as if there was an invisible vortex, which was absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

That situation undoubtedly shows that Murong Fu is building a foundation steadily and is in good condition.

But now, the qi is hazy, the aura is solidified, and it no longer flows, what is the situation?

Huang Rong's heartstrings suddenly tightened.

Calculating the time, Murong has been in retreat for more than three months, and it is time to leave the customs. But at this time, the gas engine was abnormal......

Just as he was worried, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Huang Rong suddenly raised her head, and saw that in the cloudless sky, at some point, a dark cloud appeared.

What's even more bizarre is that the dark clouds are not large, and it seems that they can only cover the entire Peach Blossom Island.

And its central area seems to be facing the cave where Murong Fu retreated.

"What's going on?"

Huang Rong looked at the dark clouds in the sky that were getting thicker and darker in amazement, and saw that the clouds slowly rotated and gradually turned into a funnel shape.

In the center of the funnel, still facing the cave where Murong Fu was, countless thunderbolts and lightning flashed in the center of the funnel, as if an earth-shattering thunder was brewing.

"Thunderstorm?" Huang Rong was stunned: "How can there be a thunderstorm?" ”

The way she opened up by herself to refine the gods by mistake was completely different from Murong Fu's cultivation path, but she also faintly felt that she would need to survive the thunder tribulation in the future in order to continue to grow.

When discussing the Thunder Tribulation with Murong Fu, he also said that he would also survive the Thunder Tribulation in the future, but that should be a long time later. Anyway, at least for a hundred years, he didn't have to think about the Thunder Tribulation.

But now, it's just "building the foundation", why is there a thunderstorm brewing?

Huang Rong's heart was so confused that she almost couldn't help but release the flying sword and try to disturb the clouds.

But she finally pressed it down.

Murong Fu said that her way of refining gods, the thunder tribulation is both a test and a creation. If you don't go through the thunderstorm, you can't improve your cultivation.

Since she is like this, will Murong Fu's path also have to go through the test of thunder tribulation before he can be created by heaven and earth?

Just as he was thinking about it, a blazing thunder like a dragon finally cleaved down from the funnel-shaped cloud vortex and blasted towards the cave where Murong Fu was retreating.

Huang Rong twitched in her heart, clenched her hands, pursed her lips, and stared at the scorching thunder.

I saw that the thunder took the mountain rock above the cave as a phantom, ignored the barrier of the mountain stone, and fell straight into the cave.

But at this moment.

In the cave, a faint light suddenly rose.

The brilliance came into view, and Huang Rong's eyes were in a trance, as if she had seen a phantom:

A tall and tall man appeared out of thin air in the woods, holding a nine-knotted bamboo cane, looking around vigilantly......

Hearing the little girl's crying, he followed the sound to find a little girl like a mud monkey, kneeling on the ground, crying for her mother......

A woman, covered in blood, was lying prone on her stomach with shocking black claw marks on her back......

The man stepped forward, conjured a peach blossom and a big peach for the little girl, and performed a spell to treat the woman......

Take the mother and daughter to clean up the monsters and help them bury their relatives......

took them back to Peach Blossom Island, and soon returned to the mainland, searching for survivors......

Light and shadow change faster and faster.

The man kept running around, clearing out monsters, searching for and rescuing people, establishing settlements, and collecting disciples to preach......

On an island, deep in the mountains, on an island in the middle of a lake...... Survivor settlements were established, and newborns were born one after another......

Another strange beast, under his enlightenment, obtained the way of cultivation, felt his kindness, and even cooperated with others to eliminate monsters......

With his help, the few remaining humans persevered, and the survivors became stronger and stronger, and there were more and more newborns.

In the sky, a divine bird with a wingspan of several feet appeared. On the ground, there is a giant tiger that loves to eat mushrooms, crawling beside the village, eating the mushrooms that people barbecue for it, while playing with children, allowing children to climb up and down on it.

Around the islands, orcas whales roam the islands, guarding the waterways and strangling the beasts.

In Daze, on the shore of the island in the middle of the lake, there are also blue-scaled pythons lurking at the bottom of the lake, driving away and even devouring all the bloodthirsty beasts that try to invade the human settlements on the island in the middle of the lake. People also reciprocate by throwing cooked food into the lake to worship the divine beast under the throne of the immortal monarch......

In the light, countless lights and shadows flowed, and finally converged into a solemn and solemn sacrificial scene.

Outside the temple, dressed men and women with young children worshiped the statues of the fairy monarch and the fairy concubine in the temple, no one prayed to the fairy king and the fairy concubine to give them anything, they were just purely grateful to the fairy king and the fairy concubine, giving them shelter and guidance.

Mortals worship God, mostly because they have something in their hearts, or they want the wind and rain to be smooth, or they want to be promoted to become rich, or they want their children to be prosperous, or they want good luck in the sky. No one worships the god who asks for it.

But for the immortal monarch and the immortal concubine, people did not have any prayers.

Just gratitude, worship, and, most sincerely, wishes......

When the brilliance of the light and shadow of the past rises, the thunder that roars down like a dragon also becomes soft and gentle in the brilliance, and finally even turns into wisps, vibrant, and contains some kind of creative power, and falls into the cave.

In Huang Rong's eyes, there were faint tears flickering.

It wasn't until today that she knew how much effort Murong Fu had put in to save this dying world over the years, starting from saving their mother and daughter in places she couldn't see.

This effort, even heaven and earth cannot deny, turned the calamity into creation.

There is more than one thunderbolt.

Next, eight thunderbolts fell one after another.

But all the thunder was in the cave, and within the glow of light and shadow, it turned into a soft thunderstorm full of vitality and the power of nourishing creation.

When the last thunderbolt fell, the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed.

When the clouds break through the sky, wisps of grass and trees escape from the cave.

Where the fragrance of plants and trees passed, the season had passed, and the peach blossoms that had long withered were released again.

In the blink of an eye, the miles of peach forests around the cave turned into a sea of bright flowers.

In the sea of flowers, there was even a childish laughter like silver bells.

Huang Rong looked around and saw a few vintage peach trees, and little girls the size of their thumbs flew out of the ground.

Those little girls, wearing gorgeous skirts like flying sky, with small wings like peach petals on their backs, fluttered lightly in the sea of peach blossoms, happily chasing and playing, and everywhere they passed, they were full of moving flowers.

Looking at this magical scene, Huang Rong was unconsciously, and was also infected by the laughter of those elves in the flowers, her lips were upturned, full of smiles.

Suddenly, a figure on the other side of the cave flashed, and compared to before the retreat, Murong Fu, who seemed to have no change, slowly walked out of the cave.

Seeing Murong Fu, the "flower spirits" suddenly flapped their wings like peach petals, flew in front of him, hung in the air, bowed and saluted, and sang in unison in a childish and sweet voice:

"Meet the Immortal Monarch!"

Although this chapter is a little shorter, this is the only chapter for today......

(End of chapter)