The mountain language was relieved, and the monks who had been forced by the barbarian ghosts for months in the village were also relieved.

Chen Yuan returned to the village, of course, he did not forget that he had prepared craftsmen to build a palace for the barbarian king, and made a promise that he would naturally abide by, but to build a palace for the barbarian ghosts was a protracted and large project, and the craftsmen had to overcome their fear of the barbarian ghosts.

After selecting the craftsmen, Chen Yuan personally took them to talk to the barbarian king again.

The barbarian king was obviously very happy, and personally ordered all the barbarian ghosts to obey the order.

Chen Yuan personally designed the palace for the barbarian king, and under the professional drawing, a majestic and domineering palace drawing was handed over to the barbarian king, and the barbarian king laughed after seeing it, obviously very happy.

Chen Yuan also smiled and ordered the workers to start construction, and then returned to Shanyu again.

"Castle Master, it's a bit ......of a loss to carry out such a big project for the barbarian ghosts, no matter how you look at it," Fang Shilang calculated the labor and material costs, and said painfully: "It's just a group of stupid barbarian ghosts, there is no need to build such a luxurious project for them, right?" The preliminary estimate is that tens of thousands of fifth-level demon crystals will be invested." ”

"I have a deep meaning. Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with calculation and replied.

Fang Shilang nodded and asked the next question:

"If that's the case, then let's put it in! Now there are too many gossips about the mountain language on the mainland, and the other forts in the Skeleton Wood City all think that the mountain language has taken refuge in the barbarian ghosts, do we want to announce the explanation, the castle master?"

"There's no hurry. They can say whatever they like. If you have the courage, you will come and destroy the brute ghosts. Chen Yuan didn't care.

"What about the future development?" Fang Shilang continued to ask.

"Form a merman legion, mermen are good at water spells. Proficient in healing spells, the merman also has a unique culture, which accelerates the integration of the merman and the mountain language. Then there is to speed up the development of the red rock realm. Within three years, I need to have a territory in the Red Rock Realm where I can stand and send Deng Yuan to the Red Rock Realm. Finally, recruit the world's talents. ”

Chen Yuan said.

"How to recruit?"

"Send people to all cities, prefectures, and states to paste recruitment signs in the Talent Building. Chen Yuandao.

"Does that work?"

"I think that my Chen Yuan word should be able to attract some people now. Chen Yuan said.

"Hmm...... The name of the castle lord is not comparable to even some city lords now. I'm going to think of a recruitment word and send someone there. ”

Fang Shilang left. Chen Yuan sat on a high seat, closed his eyes and pondered.

"Sharks, brute ghosts...... Ancient races have appeared one after another, why do you have a sense of unease......"

Since Chen Yuan entered the Tao. The mind is right, the reason is clear, there is little confusion, but in recent days. Restless feelings always surface. He looked up at the sky, the blue sky and the white day, but he felt inexplicable pressure.

If you don't know the future variables, it's useless to think too much.

Shanyu is busy all day long, and although the marriage is approaching, he has no time to worry about it.

Ten days later, Shanyu once again ushered in the wedding of the castle lord. In the midst of the festivities, there is a terrifying pressure.

Because the king of barbarians was there in person. The huge body directly cast a shadow on the entire mountain language.

And the king of the barbarian ghosts also met with the king of the mermen. However, it is a pity that the cultivation of the merman king Yuanying can only be faced with a stiff smile in front of the king of barbarian ghosts.

Chen Yuan glanced at the merman king lightly, as expected, it was useless, even if the king of barbarian ghosts seemed very respectful, he did not have the courage to order the barbarian ghosts, time has passed, and the mermaids who could compete with humans back then are now a weak race that is difficult to compete for a place.

The marriage ended normally, Chen Yuan and Ai Shengna became Taoist couples under the witness of the two kings, and naturally the Spring Festival was indispensable.

After the wedding banquet was completed, the barbarian's concerns were minimized, and then Chen Yuan announced the retreat.

Chen Yuan did not choose to be in the mountain language this retreat, but in the merman sea area.

The white jade had already been devoured by him, and the jade tablet directly rewarded the Heavenly Spirit Restoration Pill, so that Chen Yuan had no worries at all.

And this retreat is mainly because of the Divine Pill, which expelled the poison of the Soul Herb, but Chen Yuan's soul was also damaged because the poison had been entangled for too long, so it took time to recuperate.

In the underwater retreat, it is because of the yang of the water that absorbs the sparkle of this yang, forming a balance of yin and yang, and thus entering the realm of selflessness.

Yin and yang flow, the years passed, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye......

Yes!

There was a long roar at the bottom of the sea, the sound moved in all directions, the sea rolled over, and the fish were frightened away.

On the mottled coral, a golden figure shines in all directions.

After ten years of cultivation, Chen Yuan opened his eyes again.

The eyes of the law are opened, and in an instant, I look through time and space, travel through countless years, and see countless overlapping pictures.

Then, Chen Yuan's body moved and disappeared to the bottom of the sea.

......

The ten years of Chen Yuan's retreat were ten years of indisputable Shanyu in the world.

Emphasis on business and management, do not be enemies of any forces, and develop wholeheartedly. In the past ten years, the population has exceeded 500,000, and genius monks have emerged one after another in many spiritual holy places. The power of a fortress is worthy of any city.

"Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and there is no time for cultivation. After leaving the customs, Chen Yuan naturally returned to Shanyu as soon as possible.

Standing on the top of Lingshan Mountain, looking at the magnificent mountain language, shining brightly under the clouds, revealing relief and pride.

"Are you so bold, if you leave it alone for ten years, aren't you afraid that when you get out of the customs, Shanyu will become a ruin?" asked the Divine Snake in Chen Yuan's mind.

"I laid the foundation with my own hands, and I have confidence. Chen Yuan replied.

"So I have to congratulate you. What's next?" the serpent asked.

"Immortal City. Chen Yuan replied simply.

"It's crazy. I like it. The serpent praised.

"Haha! I am frivolous all my life, who is afraid of wind and rain, I want to become an immortal. Chen Yuan smiled heroically, in the past ten years, the cultivation has been deeper, the body has moved to the fusion of Vientiane, and a round of golden sun has risen on the Lingshan Mountain, which is more dazzling than the sun, and the old people in the mountain language instantly understand that the castle master is out of the customs.

"Above the supernatural powers, it is the law phase. What a Chen Yuan. In the middle of the merman lake, Abu opened his eyes and felt the dazzling golden sun, and was amazed.

In the sky above the mountain language, this round of golden day, it is not only the mountain language that is shocked, countless masters have felt the vast light of this round of competing with the sun, and the mountain language that has gathered the eyes of all parties in the past ten years has finally announced that they will shock the world again.

Ten years is not a long time, and for the Great Monk, ten years is just a snap of a finger.

But for many junior monks, ten years is a long time.

Chen Yuan returned to Shanyu, and the first thing he saw was Fang Shilang, although he took the life-prolonging elixir, his temples were still white, and then there was the death of Shen Yu, this stubborn old man, who taught Chen Yuan to taste tea, also gave birth to the younger generation of Shanyu, and was the gentleman of Shanyu.

Although Chen Yuan was firm, he was inevitably sad at this time, and said to Fang Shilang:

"Come with me to the grave!"

"Hmm!"

Leaving the castle lord's mansion, he headed towards the valley of the mountain where the mountain language mausoleum was located.

In the Shanyu Cemetery, the sons and daughters of the original Shanling are buried, and Liu Tao, Du Wuyan and others are all set up here.

Chen Yuan came to Shen You's tomb, looked at the stele, and with a wave of his hand, a coffee table fell in front of the stele.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged and boiled tea. set two cups, made a cup for Shen You, and made a cup for himself.

"Old man, I don't have any of your good teas except for coarse tea. I hope you don't dislike it. Chen Yuan said to the tombstone.

No one answered, only the mist of tea curled up. Picking up the teacup and sprinkling it in front of the stele, Chen Yuan drank his cup dry, and then poured it.

"The road of cultivating the truth is the most easy to understand when parting. The person who drank with me the most refreshing was gone, but I didn't expect you, the happiest person who drank tea with me, also left. And I'm ...... But there is not much sentimentality. Chen Yuan shook his head and finished his cup of coarse tea.

"What is the explanation of Elder Shen after he dies?" Chen Yuan looked up and asked Fang Shilang.

"Yes. Fang Shilang replied.

Fang was about to speak, but Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Needless to say, it's also a matter of Qingqing. I'll find her myself later!"

"Then I want to prepare for the wedding banquet?" Fang Shilang asked.

"Shi Lang, it's been ten years, and you've changed. Chen Yuan shook his head and said.

"It's old!" Fang Shilang sighed.

"It's not. It's getting cheesy. Chen Yuan corrected.

Fang Shilang was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "It's the castle lord who is more immortal." ”

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed at himself: "Haha! Is this unworldly?"

Fang Shilang didn't understand, and Chen Yuan, ten years later, also gave him a feeling that he didn't know.

And Chen Yuan laughed to himself, laughing wildly, smiling so much that he was not in the world.

See the truth in detail, and those who see the truth are also refined.

Today's Chen Yuan is covered in cumin and is not stained with dust. (To be continued......)