I am rich in the fairy world

After a few years, Sanwenwen followed his own ideas and started to clean up the place and build the main structure.

Hu Qing had met many of them in batches. There were sixty people in total, thirty of whom were the youngest, and the oldest was an old man. An old man who looked extraordinary at first glance.

Hu Qing felt that the old man was full of schemes and intrigues, and anyone who was looked at by him would be schemed to lose everything.

Later I learned that the old man had a nickname called the God of Gamblers, and he never lost money on gambling. He could also read fortunes and change fates, he said so himself, but he never changed fates for others.

Anyway, he is just bragging. As long as there is no evidence, what he said is true.

Hu Qing said to San Dao: "Sixty people can form a hexagonal shape."

San has become accustomed to listening to Hu Qing's various inspirations and suggestions, and has also become accustomed to filtering out the useless things she hears.

"The six-sided shape is actually very inconvenient. And our number of people is not fixed. If they meet friends who they can talk to, they will also ask for everyone's opinions and join in."

Hu Qingbian asked her when she was going out.

Sanzhi said that she only wanted to do this now, everyone supported her, and she didn't need to distract her attention with other things.

Hu Qing watched her build the outline of a circular plaza with tall arches.

This section is not included in Sky City, it must have been changed later.

Sure enough, after building it for a while, he felt that it didn't look good, so he took it down a part and changed it into a square shape. Then he felt that the square shape didn't look good either, so he took it down and changed it again.

Hu Qing began to worry: "Will my world also pass as long as I stay here? If you build for a million years, my body won't last that long."

Thirty laughed: "Once the idea is complete, it will definitely be faster. And when my idea is mature, I can let everyone work together."

The hard part is conception.

One day, when San was selecting and modifying a stack of blueprints, there was a sudden vibration on the ground. She put down the blueprints and ran in one direction.

Hu Qing followed and ran.

They ran in a direction they had never been to before. After running out of the material mountain and the dense bushes, Hu Qing realized that they should be in an area surrounded by water. They could hear the sound of waves crashing, and when they ran to a high hill, they saw the horizon in the distance. Within the horizon, there was nothing but sea water.

Hu Qing turned his head and looked. This small piece of land might be an island, an island with ordinary terrain and no commanding heights.

30 was still running forward, all the way to the end. Below the end was a high cliff, straight and steep, and below the cliff was deep sea water, hitting the cliff. The cliff was dark yellow-brown, and countless holes were eroded by the sea water. Many marine creatures appeared in the holes.

Ran Huqing's attention was quickly attracted by the strangeness of the sea water.

The ocean in the distance was azure blue, but the water under my feet was turbid and yellow. Perhaps it was some kind of mineral in the cliff? Ten feet away from the island, there was a very wide black water belt under the water. It might be an undercurrent. It was very dark, but Hu Qing could see clearly that in the black water under the sea, what was flashing was - fire!

This is an undercurrent burning with fire!

Fire in water!
Hu Qing stamped his feet, it was a pity that this was not his own world, he couldn’t take such good things!

San was looking at the black undercurrent nervously, as if waiting for something unexpected to happen.

Soon, the undercurrent suddenly spread rapidly, the sound of water was heard, and a long, black line emerged from it.

Demonic dragon?

Hu Qing opened her eyes wide in shock. She actually saw the demon Chi from this world.

The demon dragon raised its head and roared a few times, then flew around a few times and dived down. When it landed in front of Sanshi, it had transformed into a young man wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and a snow-blue inner robe.

Thirty cheered: "Yi - you are here!"

His excited look made Hu Qing look at the man a few more times: Do you like this one?
Ran San's next sentence made her burst the pink bubble.

"Did you bring what I wanted?"

Tsk, so realistic. You should at least say hello first. At least I can smell a faint fishy smell on her body. It's not the smell of sea water, but the smell of blood. How strange, she can't pick up the things here, but she can smell the smell here. Why, because the smell molecules are smaller, can they break through the barrier of time?

Yi's smile was gentle and pure, and there were stars twinkling in his eyes when he looked at San.

Hu Qing felt that Yi should be somewhat interesting.

However, the next moment, a nice male voice said, "It's hard to get. You have to pay more."

Tsk.

Fortunately, San still asked: "How did you get hurt? Were you beaten when you were getting the materials?"

Yi sneered, "What do they mean? I can take whatever I want. After all, the magic cores of dead people are useless. Should I just leave them in the grave to rot?"

Hu Qing's eyes widened. Could it be what she thought? Good dog, actually digging out the magic core of his own ancestor?

Then, San said: "The magic core is useless. What do you want with it? I want the skeleton."

Hu Qing: ...You are not much better!
So, this dog dug up the bones of its own ancestors?

It really is.

When they returned, Yi waved his sleeves with gold-thread patterns. When Hu Qing could clearly see the dragon patterns embroidered on them, ten demon dragon skeletons were neatly laid out on the ground - ten!

In Yi's hand, he was playing with ten large, shiny magic cores.

This son of a bitch!
As a person of the later generations who possessed the Dharma body of the demon dragon, Hu Qing could not help but feel a chill down his spine when he saw this scene. If she died, she must be burned to ashes, and no unfilial grandson in the future generations would be allowed to dig up her grave and steal her bones!
"Xiaobu, write it down, you must write it down!"

After mumbling to himself, Hu Qing suddenly remembered that Juanbu didn't come with him. Oh, I'm not used to the days when Juanbu is not around.

Silk cloth: After hundreds of years, are you feeling uncomfortable now?
Thirty flew around checking the skeleton.

Yi lazily leaned back on the stone and said, "Don't worry, I picked the ones with the best appearance and the highest cultivation level during their lifetime. I guarantee they are top-quality goods."

Hu Qing: On behalf of your ancestors, I would like to thank you for your good vision.

Thirty saw it and was very worried. He ran over and asked, "Did your father beat you?"

Yi snorted, turned his head and spat to the side: "He studies the orthodox magic all day long, how can he have time to take care of me."

Orthodox magic?

Hu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Sansan, let him say a few more words."

San glanced casually, then looked back at the skeleton. It was obvious that she had discussed this topic with Yi many times before. She asked him, "Does your father still believe that the magic and immortal ways should be practiced together?"

Immortals and demons practicing together?

Hu Qing immediately approached Yi, almost getting on top of him.

Yi sighed, "I told you about the ancient books passed down in my family. The contents are very unified. In the past, immortals and demons did not split. The immortals and demons only represented their origins and pursued the great way together. There was no endless fighting like today."

Hu Qingxin thought that the ancient book seemed to be talking about the time of Juanbu's predecessor.

Thirty shrugged regretfully: "Too old, isn't it? I don't have a lot of ancient books at home to prove it."

Yi leaned back and put his arms behind his head: "Even if it was like that before. But now, it's not like that."

A young person acting like an old man.

Hu Qing only thought of one thing: whether this person was related to him by blood. (End of this chapter)