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"White Snake spits letters!"

Under the ten-zhang high sacred mulberry tree, Chen Xian raised his hand, and the oolong sword was like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, shooting out angrily.

As soon as he made a move, Chen Xian put away his sword and returned, raised his eyebrows and pondered, recalling what was the inadequacy of his sword just now.

Time flies, and it was ten years ago to capture the Treasure Kongtong Seal. In the past ten years, Chen Xian has been practicing hard except for occasionally going out to meet beautiful women and participating in the gatherings of several brothers.

After ten years of hard work, Chen Xian has cultivated to the peak of the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he has also pushed the trick of "White Snake Spitting Letters" to the performance. After continuous improvement, the trick of the White Snake Spit Letter has begun to take effect.

Of course, ten years is enough for a small fishing village to develop into an international city, and a small sapling grows into a pillar.

The most conspicuous thing is the sacred mulberry tree behind him, in ten years, it has grown seven zhang, and five roots have grown, and the previous four roots have been rooted into the nine earth qi branches under Yong'an City.

The innate spiritual root has the function of regulating the earth's veins, and after the nine roots of the Divine Mulberry Tree are rooted in the earth's qi branches, the nine earth's qi branches seem to come to life, constantly attracting and condensing the free earth's qi deeper underground, and constantly strengthening itself.

In ten years, the veins of Yong'an City have doubled, and compared with ten years ago, the aura has doubled, turning into a faint spiritual mist, making Yong'an City have some cave blessed weather.

The roots of the sacred mulberry tree are combined with the earth qi branches, and they are integrated with the "Nine Palace Bagua Trap Array" and become a part of Yong'an City. In this way, a small part of the purple gas absorbed by the sacred mulberry tree every day feeds back to Yong'an City, so that every brick of Yong'an City is nourished by purple qi, exuding purple meaning, making Yong'an City look like a fairy city.

The above are all the changes brought about by the growth of the Divine Mulberry Tree, in addition to these, Chen Xian also refined the Donghuang Bell Prohibition fifteen times, compared to when he first got it, the speed was much slower, but it was also normal, the prohibition of the innate magic weapon was also more complicated in the future, the more difficult it was to refine, and he could refine the three-layer prohibition in ten years, Chen Xian was already very satisfied.

What made Chen Xian even happier was that after the nourishment of countless Five Elements Spiritual Materials, "Divine Mountain Map" completely evolved into a cave sky. Perhaps it is no longer appropriate to call it a diagram, because when it evolved into a cave sky, the diagram became a barrier to the cave sky, and the mountains and rivers and trees became real existences, which may also be called "Shenshan Realm". Although there is no sun, moon and stars in the "Sacred Mountain Realm", there is no reincarnation, and the area is only 100 miles, it is still early to say that the world is early, but it is already the prototype of the world. It can barely be called a "boundary", although it has not yet become a realm of its own.

There are achievements, and naturally there are regrets, that is, the oolong sword. For ten years, although he practiced day and night, the result was unsatisfactory, and he only refined one layer of prohibition, and the speed was so slow that Chen Xian despaired.

Raising the sword and thinking for a moment, Chen Xian stabbed straight with his sword again, stirred up halfway, and suddenly recovered, still "White Snake Spitting Letters".

After thinking about it, Chen Xian didn't find any shortcomings in the sword just now, after all, in ten years, he had basically deduced the trick of "White Snake Spit Letter" perfectly enough, and it was only a real battle. It is not a mutual competition, but a life-and-death struggle, and only in the fierce and tragic battle can you discover the shortcomings of your swordsmanship.

Now it's just about practicing so that you don't make mistakes in your busy schedule.

Chen Xian kept taking out his sword and collecting it, until noon, when the sun was hot, he put his sword back into its sheath, sat down in the pavilion under the sacred mulberry tree, and rested the sword on the stone table.

Soon after he sat down, the four girls of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting approached the garden with fragrant tea, melons and fruits, and cakes, and the timing was extremely accurate, indicating that Chen Xian's life was very regular, and the sword practice was only until noon, and the four girls were already familiar with his diet and daily life.

After drinking tea and eating some melons, fruits, cakes and laughing with the four daughters for a while, the four daughters left, and he began to practice the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Practicing swords in the morning, refining magic weapons at noon, and refining qi at night, this is Chen Xian's life in the past ten years, although it is boring, but it is very suitable for Chen Xian's otaku's heart, he is a person who will never go out if he is unnecessary.

The mind sank into the Eastern Emperor Bell, and the divine thoughts kept infiltrating in the sixteenth layer of prohibition, leaving their own imprints, and eating away step by step, this was Chen Xian's experience in refining high-level magic weapons over the years. Since it can't be refined at one time, then grind it little by little, and the water droplets will wear through the stone, and there will be a day of refining.

"Stepping on ......"

When Chen Xian was in the state of sacrificing magic weapons, he suddenly heard a series of light footsteps, and his mind immediately withdrew from the Eastern Emperor Bell and opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a red figure strolling towards him, it was Lianxiang, the chief administrator of Yong'an City.

In the past ten years, with the help of Chen Xian, the progress of Lian Xiang is very huge, and it has reached the realm of Xuanxian consummation, and the three flowers have been successfully condensed.

In order to improve her cultivation, she is not only getting younger and younger, but also her temperament is becoming more outstanding, more charming and moving.

"See the emperor!" "Lian Xianglian moved slightly, her red lips opened slightly, and she was blessed.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xian asked.

"This is an invitation sent by the Peng Demon King!" said Lian Xiang, taking out a red invitation from her sleeve.

"Red invitation, the third brother of Nandao wants to do a happy event?" After Chen Xian maliciously guessed, he took the invitation, opened it, and couldn't help but be disappointed.

It turned out that it was not the Peng Demon King who wanted to marry a new daughter-in-law, it turned out to be a 3,000-year-old birthday, and invited the brothers to celebrate together three days later, but it was his wish to see the bride in vain.

Chitose's birthday is a big event, although he can't see the bride, Chen Xian still asked Lian Xiang to pick a generous gift and celebrate it in person.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and as soon as the sky was bright, Chen Xian asked someone to bring his mount Black Eagle, and after turning over, after a "drive", the Black Eagle spread its wings and rushed away.

As the first monster to be subdued by Chen Xian, the benefits of Black Eagle are not as much as Hu Yue'e, but because his qualifications are not as good as the other party, he has only survived the catastrophe in the past two years, but as a bird, his speed is comparable to that of a true immortal, and it is enough to use it for transportation.

There was a black eagle flying, but Chen Xian was a lot more worried, he sat cross-legged, resting the oolong sword on his lap, closing his eyes, concentrating on one thing.

Another ten years have passed, and the nine thousand years of ripe peaches in the peach orchard should have the first ripening, so it is better to wait for the return from Beiju Luzhou, and then go to heaven to see, presumably the monkey has already done the steward of the peach orchard, right?

"But after the monkey became the steward of the peach orchard, he regarded the peach as his own private property, and ate up 1,200 newly ripe peaches every day, and the seven fairies were ordered to pick peaches, and he actually said, 'You are that monster, dare to boldly steal my peaches', but you have to think about how to steal the peaches from under his nose!" Chen Xian kept thinking.

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