"Bell, bell!"

Xingtian's refining lasted for three thousand years, and as the last treasure light fell, Xingtian waved his unicorn arm and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's finally over." ”

Looking at the refining place where he got along day and night, Xingtian kept it, and this will be his refining place in the future.

Leaving this place, Xingtian returned to the inner lake, looking at the pavilions and attics floating on the lake, and the lotus flowers that never wither in the lake, and the smile on his face could not be stopped.

The inner lake is tens of millions of miles square, and the attic of Xingtian is also tens of millions of miles square.

Among them, there are not only small well-decorated villas that live alone, but also 100 high-end residential areas, 10,000 mid-range communities and 100,000 ordinary residential areas.

These are all prepared by Xingtian for the monks who join the Spirit Clan, and if they break through the Immortal Realm, they can choose to settle here.

Regardless of whether it is a high-end or low-end residential community, each cave has a cultivation room, a reception room, and a rest room, which are the standard configuration of each cave house, and the high-end cave house has more private space than the ordinary one, which looks more comfortable.

There are high-rise buildings in the whole city, and these are actually ordinary monk districts, and only people who have no background in the cultivation area live here. There are also well-furnished villas and oversized high-end farmsteads on an entire island, which are status symbols.

In Xingtian's view, a race has a strict but flexible hierarchy, which can motivate every monk's motivation to cultivate, which is a very positive method.

In the construction of the city, Xingtian also attaches great importance to greening and the city's all-day planning.

Not only have many parks been built to bring people closer to nature. Many similar public places, such as jousting grounds, have also been established. His purpose is to allow everyone to move their hands and feet in addition to cultivation and hone their combat effectiveness in a relatively fair and safe environment.

It can be said that Xingtian has built a water city, a city that can accommodate hundreds of millions of people, and this is only the lowest city.

In the future, there will be nine heavens, and each layer of heaven is a world, which will be the pinnacle of the history of Honghuang architecture and the symbol of the spirit race.

For the sake of a city, Xingtian has paid too much. Whether it is time or treasure, he has almost squandered all the treasures he has stored.

But the establishment of this city, it is foreseeable that the income at that time will definitely make him a lot of money.

Xingtian didn't stay here for long, he just flew around, looked at this city with a rather modern atmosphere, and hurriedly embarked on the road to find Jianmu, and he couldn't afford to slack off because of the urgency of time.

Before leaving, Xingtian opened the formation and isolated the city from the world, and now was not the time for them to be revealed.

As for the Golden Eagle, in the past three thousand years, it has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, and it has cultivated the basic body refining technique of the West Kunlun lineage and become a martial monk.

"Little eagle! Go to the East China Sea. "The golden eagle's body has reached twenty feet, and every time it stirs its wings, it will leap forward and fly faster.

Not long after Xing Tian left, two figures appeared in his city. The two people seemed very familiar with each other, and the two of them walked through the city of Xingtian, feeling the wordless shock brought by this city.

Neither of them spoke for the first time, but walked around the city in person, and did not let go of the place where the Xingtian refining weapon was placed, leaving the footprints of the two, and finally came to the most central Spirit Clan Hall and sat on a chair in the hall.

"Hongjun Daoyou, what do you think of this!"

"I can't see through!" Hongjun heard this, thought for a long time, and slowly shook his head to say that he didn't know either.

The man didn't say anything when he heard this, and the scene became cold again, and after a long while, the man arrived: "If you can't see through it, you won't see it, if you see through it, it won't be beautiful." ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist stood up and said, "It seems that I want to invite this kid to be a guest at my place and make a good relationship in advance." ”

"Okay, don't spend it with you here, you still need me there, you should also move faster, otherwise I won't be able to last too long. ”

"Okay!" Hongjun frowned when he heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, but he finally nodded to show that he understood.

The person disappeared the moment Hongjun nodded, and Hongjun didn't leave immediately, and continued to sit in place, gently drinking the tea in his hand.

"Spirit Clan, maybe what the flood lacks is such a catalyst, so in this case, I will help you see how much of a storm you can stir up. This unclear voice fell, and Hongjun disappeared.

Xingtian came to the East China Sea at this time, he didn't know that his city had been patronized by Hongjun and the mysterious people, and he was still looking for Jianmu aimlessly.

Jianmu, one of the innate spiritual roots of the flood wilderness, is the tallest tree in the whole flood wilderness, and is known as the ladder of heaven in later generations, and is a bridge between the two worlds of immortals and mortals, but he does not believe in this legend.

As for why he was looking for it in the East China Sea, he just relied on his instinct and just felt that it would be in the East China Sea.

At the same time, somewhere in the southwestern part of the Flood Wilderness, some monks were sitting or lying on a tall tree, which was not tall enough to look more like a mountain peak.

But a miraculous scene happened, the tree disappeared under their noses, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only a huge deep pit, reminding that the tree had existed.

"What about the tree? The sudden disappearance of the Divine Tree made the group of monks instantly dumbfounded, and they could only shout this sentence unconsciously, but they couldn't do anything.

In the East China Sea, Xingtian is still looking aimlessly, and in the face of the land of the four seas that is wider than the Flood Desolate Continent, Xingtian only covers a small position even if he lets go of his divine sense.

At this moment, on the sea in front of him, there was suddenly a large island, and there were no other creatures on the big island, only a giant tree like a mountain peak.

The magical building wood disappeared somewhere in the southwest of the flood wilderness, but came to the East China Sea of the flood wilderness, such a means, only Hongjun can do it, this should be what he said.

However, Xingtian didn't know all this, he was anxious in his heart now, and at the same time, he also regretted his whims.

However, as a martial artist with a firm Dao heart, the thoughts that arise from anxiety in this way will basically not be affected, and Xingtian continues to ride the golden eagle forward in the East China Sea.

Three days later, Xingtian's Divine Sense probed the island, and at first he didn't care, but as the Divine Sense covered more and more, he was gradually shocked by the images he saw in the Divine Sense.

"This, this, it should be Jianmu! I didn't expect it to be so big, it seems that I have to replan the layout of the city. ”

Xingtian didn't expect, or didn't expect, that Jianmu would be so big, and the territory he originally reserved seemed to be a little insufficient.

However, this is not difficult for Xingtian, as the chief designer of the city, he is very confident that he can solve all this perfectly.