The red sun hung high, and the earth was scorching.

The world is vast, and pedestrians are like ants.

Thousands of people formed a black procession, slowly moving along the road like flowing water in a river.

In the crowd, a white-haired old man huddled on an ox cart with a girl with two braids, looking at the retreating scenery, and the mood of leaving his hometown couldn't help but be a little heavier.

"Grandpa, how long will it take?"

After the initial freshness, the girl was tired of the long journey, and asked weakly in the old man's arms.

The old man turned his head to look ahead and said, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

"Grandpa, why are we leaving home? I heard Xiao Yu'er say that we won't go back, is it true?"

The old man touched the girl's head and said, "Yes." ”

The girl looked up at the old man in confusion and asked, "Why?"

The old man smiled and said slowly: "Because, we are going to a good place! There will be no corrupt officials who will oppress us to take away our food, no wicked people will bully us and take away our money, and no immortal cultivators will take our lives casually." ”

The girl didn't understand the old man's words and asked innocently, "Then can I still play with the little fish?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Of course you can." ”

The girl raised her eyebrows, clapped her hands and smiled.

Villages outside the Canglan Mountains that had previously disappeared were dusty, and countless people were building houses and tidying up the land in the demarcated areas.

Ling Qing was dressed in a short suit, carrying a thick log and walking towards the place where the house was built.

"Brother Ling. A middle-aged man ran over with a notebook and said, "There are 50,000 people in Qingguo who have applied to move over, do you want to take over?"

Ling Qing grabbed the wood and continued to walk: "Just arrange it according to the plan." ”

The middle-aged man nodded in understanding, and then followed Ling Qing with some hesitation: "Now we have almost more than 800,000 people here, will there be any opinions from Mr. Jing for such a big move?"

Ling Qing smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, everything is implemented according to the pre-agreed agreement." But now we have to establish order in our hearts, and you have to pay close attention to the employment of people. ”

The middle-aged man nodded seriously: "Got it." ”

A small path winds and turns towards the Canglan Mountains.

Ling Qing slowly walked forward along the path and came to the dwarf hill and said, "Sir, the situation is basically stable, can you start preaching?" ”

Li Haoran opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, at the beginning, I was worshiped by all countries, but in the end, I didn't keep all living beings safe. So far, I can only do a little bit, I hope to be able to save some. ”

"The invasion of the foreign region has been devastated, and the Canglan Gate has done its best to resist desperately. ”

Li Haoran smiled faintly and said: "But some people still say that it is because of our resistance to the Canglan Gate that the Linhai Realm suffers a catastrophe, if we return to the same Shun as Zhengyizong and Lingxiao Pavilion, the Linhai Realm will definitely be safe." ”

A hint of anger flashed on Ling Qing's face: "Those are all rat-eyed, villains who eat inside and out, Mr. doesn't have to pay attention to them." ”

Li Haoran smiled and said, "It seems that I still don't practice enough, and sometimes I actually feel angry because of these rumors." ”

"Canglanmen has paid so much and has not been understood, and Mr. should feel angry. ”

Li Haoran waved his hand and said, "I want to rebuild order, but my strength is limited, and I still have to rely on yourself after all." I have compiled a cultivation method myself, and you can take it to practice and then teach it to people with good conduct, and then spread it to them. Even if everyone's qualifications and talents are different, they will still have some self-preservation ability after cultivating. ”

As he spoke, a jade slip fell into Ling Qing's hand.

"You take a look first, and I'll explain it to you later. ”

Ling Qing responded, then sat down cross-legged and studied the cultivation method in the jade slip.

In the next few days, under Li Haoran's explanation, Ling Qing thoroughly understood the cultivation method and left.

Looking at Ling Qing's departing figure, Li Haoran sighed: "There is only so much I can do, I don't know what the final result will be." ”

As he spoke, a ray of light flew out from Li Haoran's eyebrows, turning into a wooden Li Haoran appearance.

Li Haoran of Mu Ne pointed ahead and said, "Righteousness is mighty. ”

Li Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged, nodded and said, "With hope, my blood is boiling." I hope that the path I have chosen can be followed, so that I can protect them in the troubled times in the future, rebuild the Canglan Gate and wait for Master and them to return. ”

Li Haoran, who was wooden, looked at the countless people who were busy coming and going in the distance and did not speak, and then turned into a streamer and flew into Li Haoran's eyebrows.

Time passed slowly, and countless houses and land outside Canglan Mountain were built neatly according to the plan. People are still busy, tirelessly doing all sorts of things for a new life. At the same time, Ling Qing also passed on the cultivation method to others, and slowly spread it to everyone.

In the Canglan Mountains, Li Haoran is still sitting on a low hill.

The moon was hazy, the waves crashed on the shore, and a few slight insect chirps sounded in the sparse grass.

The Canglan Mountains finally regained a trace of life.

Li Haoran suddenly opened his eyes, and his body disappeared on the low hill, appearing in the distant sky.

A trace of surprise flashed on Li Haoran's face, and the figure disappeared from the sky again, and the person had already reached the clouds.

Li Haoran wanted to move again, but the surrounding space suddenly collapsed and surrounded Li Haoran.

The vast spiritual power in Li Haoran's body rotated, forming shields to protect him in the middle, although Li Haoran was confident that he had the power to protect himself even in the spatial cracks, but this sudden attack still made him frown.

Is it because the enemy is too rampant, or is the Beixiao Domain too lax? Actually let such a cultivator easily sneak into the Linhai Realm and do it to himself?

Is it a monk from the invasion of the Red Fire Divine Domain, or a monk who avenges the overseas monks or the Zhengyi Sect and Lingxiao Pavilion?

Just as Li Haoran was thinking about it, the scene in front of him changed again, and he appeared outside the sky along with the intercepted space, the surroundings were dark, the stars were shining in the distance, and under his feet was the vast and unsightly human Yuan Realm.

In the darkness of the void, a withered palm suddenly stretched out.

The sky trembled, and countless Dao runes appeared, forming a chain of order tens of thousands of miles long, winding towards that hand, trying to imprison it.

But where the withered palm passed, the chains broke, the runes shattered, and suddenly the heavens and the earth roared, and one after another complex golden symbols smashed towards the palm.

The light on the thin palm flowed, and it became full in an instant. The palm of his hand swiped as if lifting a black curtain. Spreading from the palm of his hand, a vague figure composed entirely of black mist appeared in the void. A vague fragment the size of a little finger floated above the figure's head, as if shuttling through different spaces.

The countless smashed golden symbols were frozen at once, and then slowly dissipated in the air.

"Is that you? I'm running out of time. ”

The black fog figure looked at Li Haoran, who was surrounded by a spatial crack and was in another interception space, and said. The voice was low, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Li Haoran couldn't see through this person's cultivation for a while, but when he saw the fragment above his head, he felt that his brain exploded, and all kinds of obscure scenes flashed in his mind. Countless whispers, chants rang in his ears.

So much so that Li Haoran did not wake up when he was in trouble.

The black shadow floated in, the only thing that was not composed of black mist, and the flesh-and-blood right hand grabbed towards Li Haoran.

The palm of his hand passed through the spatial crack and grabbed towards the top of Li Haoran's head. Li Haoran was already motionless, and his divine consciousness was in a mysterious state.

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