The liver produces the strongest player

Jiang Yang just heard from Cheng Rongrong that there seemed to be some kind of severe crackdown in the country recently, and there were large-scale raids across the country.

"The security in the area seems to have improved a lot recently," Cheng Rongrong said.

"is it?"

"Yes." In the early morning breakfast shop, Cheng Rongrong said in a serious manner while flirting with fans, "A while ago, there were a few second-rate people in our community who were lucky enough to become spiritual supporters. I haven't seen them in the past few days."

"That's good." Jiang Yang said, "By the way, if I remember correctly, we have to go there tonight. You are over there, make a good breakthrough, and when I finish the matter, let Elder Mu drive the spirit boat to pick you up. "

"Really?" Cheng Rongrong's eyes were full of little stars, "Then can we practice on a small island full of spiritual energy in the future?"

"of course."

"Yeah! We will soon be a big sect too!"

"What? Did you think our clan was young before?"

"No way!"

Jiang Yang said with a smile: "Work hard. When we get to the island, I will assign you a separate training room with a spiritual energy supply."

Cheng Rongrong was like a rabbit, almost jumping up, the excitement was displayed on his face.

Then he said anxiously: "Isn't this too wasteful?"

After all, she has not yet reached Xiantian. Although her spiritual energy can greatly increase her cultivation speed, she still feels like she is wasting her resources.

"What's the point?" Jiang Yang didn't care. In his eyes, bloodline geniuses who could refine top-quality elixirs were much more valuable than those innate masters.

The two were chatting when they suddenly heard a roar in the sky outside.

The two of them looked up at the sky outside the store and saw several black shadows flying across the sky.

"Several planes."

"It looks like a fighter jet. Are you doing any exercises?"

"I do not know."

"You said you won't really want to fight, right?"

People eating breakfast in the store were talking a lot.

Jiang Yang checked his phone. There was no news online recently. If there was news, he didn't know whether it was true or false, or whether it was a rumor.

He had no choice but to send a message to Zhou Yi.

"Old Zhou, how is the situation in the Merchant Alliance recently?"

Zhou Yi: "Don't mention it. Recently, the new leader came to inspect our company and he was so busy that he almost lost his head."

"Stop talking, I'm going to do something first."

Jiang Yang: "Then you are busy."

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Cheng Rongrong stepped forward and asked.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yang shook his head. Even if there was something, it usually had nothing to do with ordinary people like them.

No one knew what happened in Nancheng that night, and there was no news from Lao Zhou.

"Boss, check out."

……

At night, when the spiritual butterflies were flying, sporadic news came from the Internet.

Some people said they heard the sound of cannons in a mountainous area in the distance.

Some people also felt a huge movement like an earthquake, but it disappeared after a while.

Some even said that there was a small-scale battle happening near them, and they didn’t look like ordinary spirit-holders.

Such posts were not very popular and did not attract much attention. They were soon submerged in the torrent of online information.

As the night gets darker, it's time to cross over.

Jiang Yang sat quietly in the house, quietly waiting for another time to travel.

The progress of refining the Palace of the Sun is a bit slow, but considering the time, it should be fast.

He had no time to care about other things, so he sat cross-legged, adjusted his condition, and prepared for the next step of refining.The spiritual butterfly fell, and the vision gradually became dark.

When he regained consciousness, he appeared in the Palace of the Sun again.

Daiyan Island, in the wing of the mansion for visiting guests.

"Poof!" Zhao Qingge suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was as white as paper, and he fell softly on the bed.

She tried to get up, but her vision went dark and she fainted completely.

It wasn't until a servant came to deliver morning tea and found no one answered that he pushed the door open and was shocked.

"Miss Zhao!"

"Miss Zhao! Someone come quickly, Miss Zhao fainted!"

……

Below a fog-shrouded desert island offshore Daiyan Island.

The cold moonlight shines through the deep sea water, and you can vaguely see something deep in the seabed, which is illuminated by the moonlight and emits a faint clear light.

The clear light became brighter and brighter, and finally became one, and then the sea water surged, as if something was about to come out from the bottom of the sea.

The fish on the bottom of the sea swam away one after another as if they were frightened, and the seabirds on the nearby desert island were also frightened and flew away.

Suddenly, a black shadow like a hill rose from the bottom of the sea.

The seawater then rose high, and a hill-like object dehydrated from the bottom of the sea!

The water flows down in all directions like a waterfall, and the clear light becomes brighter and brighter, complementing the crescent moon in the sky.

When the sea water receded, I saw clearly that it was a huge copper palace as big as a mountain!

Jiang Yang stood on the high platform above the Copper Palace and looked around. The formations left by Li Wangqing were still there. This thing was left to protect Jiang Yang, but it was useless now. Jiang Yang waved his hand, and the formation disks and formation flags followed. It flies into your hand.

The surrounding fog receded and became clear, the moonlight fell on the sea, and the ancient palace floated in the sky.

Jiang Yang looked far away in the direction of Daiyan Island, and could vaguely see a little light rising from the sea level.

He made a magic spell, and the ancient palace immediately sped towards Daiyan Island.

Stop again.

"If you take an ancient palace like this back home, it will make a lot of noise. You have to find a way to hide it."

Just as Jiang Yang was thinking this, the ancient palace shrank rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small copper palace the size of a palm, which landed in Jiang Yang's palm.

Jiang Yang was overjoyed, thinking that it was indeed an artifact from the Immortal Family, and it was really convenient.

He originally thought that taking this ancient palace back would be too ostentatious and would have to be hidden under the sea so that no one would discover it, but now it seems that it doesn't need to be that troublesome at all.

Just Jiang Yang tried it, but it seemed that this thing couldn't be put into the storage bag, so he could only find a way to hang it on his waist.

He took out a jade pendant-shaped fairy weapon that had lost its immortality from the storage bag, and took off the red string hanging the jade pendant. This thing was obtained from the Palace of the Sun, and it would come in handy now.

Above the copper hall, there is a circle of glowing copper ornaments, which is just enough for threading a rope. Jiang Yang passed the red rope through the copper hall and tied it around his waist.

The small copper palace looks extremely exquisite, and it is really good as a decoration.

The ancient Xuanwu tripod that was hanging on his waist was thrown into the storage bag.

"It's time to go back to the island." Jiang Yang thought to himself.

Otherwise, others should wait impatiently.

He circulated his spiritual power and flew into the sky in the blink of an eye, then flew to Daiyan Island.

Daiyan Island, the island owner's mansion, the meeting hall.

Mu Miaoyin was discussing some important matters with the head of the Cang family. It could be seen that Mu Miaoyin looked a little anxious.

At this moment, a little stream of light fell.

"Island owner?"

"The island owner is back!"

"Elder Mu, Master Cang, what's the matter?" Jiang Yang asked. (End of chapter)