The highest meeting room in Tianmiao Mansion.

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean... Are you going to move our Jiang Xue Pavilion to Dongshenyuan?"

The middle and high-level members of the pavilion gathered, and Meng Yuebai looked at Qin Run on the main seat.

Qin Jing said: "Our Jiang Xue Pavilion has settled in Beiyou City for thousands of years, and the foundation is here, how can we say that we can move it?!" Although Qin Jing said that he had retreated into the background and no longer managed the affairs of the cabinet, Qin Run still needed his opinion when making such an important decision.

"Brother, there is plenty of aura in the East Shenyuan, and it is still rarely populated, let's move there early, and no one has robbed it yet!" Qin Run raised his eyebrows. What can this foundation northern ghost city bring to Jiang Xue Pavilion? Bring aura, or bring the strong?

Qin Run turned to Lin Quenfeng, "Master, what do you see?"

The latter stretched, "You called me here early in the morning for such a thing? Hey, don't bother me with such trivial things in the future. ”

Isn't it big enough to move? You're really big-hearted......

Qin Run looked at the flower tree again, the beautiful eyes of the old lady pavilion flowed, and she smiled, "If I have to express my position, I think Qin Run said it very well." I have been to Dongshenyuan, and the energy is very strong, although it is a little far away from our Jiangxue Pavilion, but once you move here, the benefits are infinite. ”

"I also agree!" Meng Yuebai said, "We all know that now our Jiangxue Pavilion is really not as prosperous as before, and a hundred years ago, there were many gods in our Pavilion." The aura of the Northern Ghost City has been entrenched by us for a hundred years, and it is estimated that it has long been exhausted, and we should consider changing places!"

Qin Jing spread his hands, "Since you all agree, it won't be interesting if I insist." Qin Run, what do we need to do? After all, there are thousands of people and so many houses! If we really want to move, it is estimated that it will take several months. ”

"No need," Qin Run said, "Why bother. ”

Meng Yuebai asked, "What?"

Qin Run's fingers tapped on the table, making two crisp sounds, and his words were amazing, "I'm going to move mountains and pavilions!"

"You mean, the whole mountain moved over?!" Hua Cishu's eyes widened, and she said to Lin Quenfeng, "Brother Feng, what do you think?" Lin Quenfeng clapped his hands: "Interesting! Interesting!"

The wall of Mogan Mountain stands thousands of miles, which can be called a cliff, and Jiangxue Pavilion is located on the top of this rock. If you want to shake the entire mountain and move to Dongshenyuan, which is hundreds of miles away, it will definitely not be easy for Qin Run to do it on his own.

At this time, it depends on the ability of all the elders and disciples of Jiang Xue Pavilion!

Three days later, it was time to move!

On that day, the entire Northern Ghost City was shaking.

Many years later, the people of the Northern Ghost City still feel thrilling in retrospect.

On that day, the high dome was deep and cloudless.

As the bell and drum of the dawn of the Northern Secluded City rang, a large black shadow flew out from the Jiangxue Pavilion, and then suspended around Mogan Mountain. Those dark shadows were none other than the elders and disciples of the pavilion.

Overwhelming.

In the twilight, a brilliant light rose to the sky, and a woman in a fluttering dress was facing Moganshan, her ink hair dancing wildly, and the light was overflowing.

Qin Run and the others stood below, and he nodded at the flower tree in mid-air.

The latter understood, she raised her arm, and the space violently turbulent, and a sharp wave of qi rose up, bringing up billowing white smoke. Waves of air emerge from the earth without warning, and then slowly coalesce into a thin sheet, like a shark swimming in the depths of the ocean, or an iceberg that has been flattened.

"Brother Wind!"

Hua Cishu shouted without hesitation in front of thousands of disciples.

It seemed that a gust of wind was blowing, and Lin Quenfeng had already risen in the air, standing side by side with the flower tree. He shook his shoulders nonchalantly, then reached out and pointed, and a white light sped away, directly submerging into the air waves below.

The white light burst open, and it actually urged the air waves to move forward!

The air wave was like a transcendent big knife, directly inserted into the gap between Moganshan and the land!

"!——"

Lin Quenfeng opened his arms, he let out a loud shout, and his palm slowly raised.

"Boom—"

There was a huge sound that shook the earth and came, and Mogan Mountain was slowly lifted with Lin Quenfeng's rising hand!

Lin Quifeng's face was solemn at this time, and he stared at the mountain tightly.

The smoke and dust were bubbling everywhere, and everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect that they would actually witness the scene of a god moving mountains in their lifetime!

Cui Wei's Mogan Mountain staggered upward, Qin Run was overjoyed when he saw this, and he hurriedly said loudly: "All disciples release spiritual power, be sure to keep Mogan Mountain stable!"

Jiangxue Pavilion has settled on Mogan Mountain thousands of years ago, and this mountain has been contaminated with the breath of generations of strong people in the pavilion, and it is naturally no better than ordinary mountains. Because it has the breath of the gods, it is a spiritual mountain in itself.

Ordinary mountains have no underlying aura, and ordinary strong people can easily move it, but Moganshan has aura to climb, just like a big tree with deep roots, so it must be very difficult to pull it up.

Qin Run gave an order, and more than 3,000 elders and disciples responded to the call, with the powerful elders inside, and the slightly inferior disciples on the periphery. They all released their spiritual power, and in an instant, a majestic aura permeated.

But the smoke is still standing. She'll be of other use for a while.

A large group of spiritual energy was exported towards Mogan Mountain in all directions, and the originally shaky mountain gradually began to become stable.

"Now that we have successfully lifted the mountain, the road ahead is even more difficult, and you must be prepared to run out of strength at any time. Qin Run flew to the top of the mountain, and he asked loudly, "Are you afraid of the hundred-mile road?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Are you afraid of hardship?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Very good! We have to move forward and be fearless! When we arrive in Dongshenyuan, I have a great gift to reward you!"

Qin Run was impassioned.

In this mountain-moving operation, there were still some disciples who did not participate, because their strength was slightly weak, and they couldn't support themselves to fly, so how could they release their spiritual power again.

These disciples, led by several elders, had already taken the lead in setting off for the Eastern Shenyuan.

Qin Run had carefully surveyed the shortest distance from Dongshenyuan to Mogan Mountain, after all, no one wanted to walk a long way to get tired.

At this moment, he stood on the top of the vastness, like a god who pointed out the country. He roughly estimated the route, then slowly closed his eyes. Qin Run stretched out an arm, and the sunlight hit him, outlining a blood-boiling and angular outline.

Everyone did their best to keep the mountain stable, and they looked at Qin Run, a young god who was only twenty years old and was always doing something shocking. But they all inexplicably believed that Qin Run would lead Jiang Xue Pavilion to soar into the sky!

Qin Run clenched his right hand tightly, and a trace of red-golden flame gradually appeared, faintly looming at first, and then becoming more and more condensed, red like anger, golden like quiet.

After a while, as more and more flames appeared, Qin Run's whole body was on fire. An undercurrent of vastness seemed to be hidden deep in the heavenly vault. Everyone was shocked by the extreme silence of this moment, and their hands and feet were cold.

"Bang ——"

A loud bang went straight to the clouds.

Crimson-golden flames surged out from Qin Run's body, and the water rushed for thousands of miles!

The flames shot like a long dragon towards the northeast corner, the flames were like electricity, and the air rattled.

If everyone looked down at this scene from the highest sky, they would find that the fire dragon rushed from Mogan Mountain to Dongshenyuan impartially, and a bridge of fire stood majestically!

This bridge, condensed by Qin Run's own red gold flames, crossed a hundred miles and connected the Eastern Shenyuan and the Northern Secluded City, and the flames were surging and scorching. This time, Qin Run exhausted seventy percent of the energy in his body to transform into a red gold flame.

Yes, the fastest way to get to Dongshenyuan is to build a bridge.

The red gold flame comes from Qin Run's Flame God bloodline, and it can also be transformed with divine power, thus releasing more flames.

The distance of a hundred miles is connected by condensing the red gold flame into a bridge, and it can be imagined how much the flame is more bluntly consumed by divine power. The moment the Flame Bridge was built, Qin Run's face turned pale suddenly.

Seeing this, Lin Quifeng asked with concern: "Qin Run, how are you? a god, it's not so easy!"

Qin Run shrugged, "I'm fine."

He has a secret treasure such as "Kun Emperor Gong", even if it is consumed, it will be fine. Qin Run calmed down and condensed, and the Spiritual Heart Sutra quietly operated. This sutra is the first secret technique that Qin Run obtained, and the main function is to open up the divine vein, and plunder the energy of heaven and earth in a short period of time for my use, the higher the user's cultivation, the more plundered energy will be, and the more domineering it will be.

A red gold fire bridge that stretched for hundreds of miles appeared in front of everyone, and everyone was shocked.

It's nothing short of a breathtaking miracle!

Qin Run was carrying the Soul Opening Heart Sutra and frantically replenishing his energy, and he didn't forget to shout below.

"Yantang, it's your turn!"

Hearing this, a blue figure flew up ethereally, its plain face hibiscus, like a shock.