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After the explosion, there was a brief silence of half an hour on Skylark Mountain, and then fierce fighting broke out again on the ruins, but these fights were limited to the cultivators of the second realm.

As for the cultivators of the third realm, they all understood what the explosion just now was. Although they knew that Wang Ping could not possibly participate in a fight like today, the "power pill" had already appeared. If they took action again, they would be suspected of openly slapping him in the face.

So they sent out their own second-level disciples. To the Lord of the Mansion, these disciples were ants who were not worthy of being on the stage, but they could be manipulated a little.

Nevertheless, all fighting ceased after daybreak.

Skylark City.

The city that had been bustling for five or six years was now mostly in ruins, most of which was caused by the initial "rain of fire". The fire consumed most of the city and was not extinguished until dawn.

Thick smoke covered most areas of the city. Occasionally, the cries of children could be heard in the smoke and flames. They didn't understand what was happening, and the adults had become terrified and dared not make any sound.

Three quarters of a hour.

The sun's rays tried to penetrate the drifting smoke and dust, bringing light to Yunque City. A team of monks with Taoist palace identity cards floating above their heads, led by two water cultivators, approached the top of Yunque City.

They all sighed as they looked at the tragic situation in Yunque City. Then, two water cultivators led by them cast a spell, and suddenly, heavy rain poured down, putting out the fire in the city and dispersing the thick smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the charred earth. Except for a small part of the urban area along the river in the south of the city, which still retained its outline, the rest had turned into ruins. As for the people living in the city, there were only a few thousand people alive. They all gathered around the river, with wet strips of cloth in their mouths and noses.

After the heavy rain fell, most of them looked up in confusion.

"Wow~~"

A little kid covered in black suddenly burst into tears.

The monks in the air looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small figure with water stains all over her body. Even the rain could not wash away the black carbon dust on her body. Small braids tied with flower ribbons could be vaguely seen on both sides of her little head.

It was a little girl, she was standing by the river, surrounded by charcoal ash. She looked to be around seven or eight years old, with a bracelet on her right wrist. Her clothes, which were covered in charcoal ash, were exposed with delicate lace patterns under the washing of rain.

"Hey!"

One of the water cultivators slowly landed beside the little girl, and heard a weak voice coming from the pile of carbon ash beside the little girl: "Save...save...her."

These three words seemed to have taken up all of the man's strength, and no sound was heard after they were spoken.

Shui Xiu reached out his hand and gently wiped the black stains off the little girl's face. Then he looked at the Skylark Mountain which had disappeared a hundred miles away, his eyes revealing complexity and confusion.

That’s right, Skylark Mountain disappeared in the explosion!
At this moment, the sky here is blue with white clouds, and there is a neat circular pit below. In the pit, several earth vein monks are repairing the damage caused to the earth veins by the explosion.

The leader of these earth vein cultivators was none other than Taoist Zhigong's junior fellow apprentice Liu Shuibin. He was currently drawing a complex pattern on a huge piece of white paper. If you looked closely, it was a diagram of the interior of a mountain range. It looked like he was planning to rebuild Skylark Mountain. Although this would take some time for a third-level earth vein cultivator, it was not a difficult task.

When he was about to complete the pattern, a ground vein cultivator flew in front of him, clasped his fists and said, "Grandmaster, the ancestor wants you to go to her Taoist temple."

Liu Shuibin was slightly surprised when he heard this, then nodded, put away the component diagram in his hand, and ordered:

"The Dao Palace disciples from other regions will arrive soon. You must do a good job of receiving them, especially the Qigong practitioners from the seventh seat. Although their cultivation is low, they are in charge of record keeping and supervision. Haizhou Road can no longer withstand more turmoil. If they ask, push the matter of Yunque Mountain to the northwest branch of Dikumen."

"Yes!"

When the disciple took on the task, Liu Shuibin had already turned into a stream of light and flew towards a vague mountain range in the north. That mountain range was connected to the Duantian Mountains and seemed to reach straight into the sky.

It is called Wolong Mountain because from a distance it looks like a giant dragon sleeping in the vast earth. There are mountains for nearly a hundred kilometers around it, which look like pillars supporting the sky and earth in the south of Zhongzhou.

This is the place chosen by Zhigong Taoist for promotion.

When Liu Shuibin flew to the edge of the mountain range, he stretched out his left hand and made a spell. When the spell was formed, the space in front of him shook and an illusory passage appeared in front of him.

After he entered the passage, the scene before his eyes did not change, but it was eerily quiet, as if all sound and movement between heaven and earth were prohibited.

This is the secret method of the Cavern Gate, which is designed to soothe the earth's veins and calm them down so as not to disturb Zhigong Taoist's promotion.

After flying in the silent environment for a quarter of an hour, Wolong Mountain in Liu Shuibin's sight gradually became clear. At this moment, Wolong Mountain was wrapped in a gray-yellow spiritual energy. These spiritual energies were different from the spiritual energy in other places that floated back and forth. They were stationary, and it looked like this piece of heaven and earth was imprisoned by someone's magic.

When Liu Shuibin passed through this area, he completely immersed himself in the spiritual energy of the earth veins. Soon he landed on a peak on the west side of the mountain range. There was a small courtyard among the rocks on the peak.

In the small courtyard.

Taoist Wan Zhi sat cross-legged on a cushion under the eaves of the main house in the courtyard. She was not in a good condition at the moment. More cracks appeared on the surface of her skin. The aura of the earth veins seeped out of each crack, making her look like a clay dummy.

Liu Shuibin first landed outside the courtyard, then walked to the gate, clasped his fists and said, "Master!"

"come in."

Taoist Wanzhi opened his lips slightly but did not open his eyes.

Liu Shuibin entered the courtyard.

"Now you know what kind of existence Gong is, right?"

"Yes, my previous thoughts were too idealistic."

"You have been studying the earth veins and magic in the temple since you started practicing. You didn't even leave the temple during the spiritual turmoil 1,500 years ago. You only heard what the disciples outside the temple said. You also learned most of the principles of the world from books. But what is recorded in the books is mostly people's yearning for beautiful things."

Taoist Wan Zhi taught softly.

After hearing this, Liu Shuibin added in a low voice: "Everything in the book is the guidance, or expectation, of our ancestors for future generations. Our ancestors hoped that the world we live in would be more beautiful than treacherous."

Wan Zhi opened her eyes at this time. She did not correct her disciple's remarks, but asked: "How many Xuanmen monks stayed in Yunque Mountain this time?"

"At least fourteen people!"

Liu Shuibin first reported a number, and then added: "Originally there wouldn't be so many casualties. Someone attacked at the moment of the explosion. Although he did it very secretly, the monitoring equipment we arranged near Yunque Mountain detected it clearly!"

Taoist Wan Zhi seemed to laugh when he heard this and asked, "Who do you think it is?"

“Only a fourth-level cultivator can do this, and the only fourth-level cultivator who is concerned about this matter on Skylark Mountain is Senior Liuyun!”

"Just you know!" "Yes!"

"I can guess what Liuyun wants to do. He is planning to recruit so many places for the third-level earth vein cultivators. I guess he wants to appease the earth veins and take away your senior sister's place."

"He dares to challenge the rules set by the True Lords?"

"So he needs enough third-level cultivators. He doesn't dare to do it himself. If he could do it himself, it wouldn't be so troublesome at all."

"if…"

"Don't worry. If Changqing hadn't entered the Dao Palace, Liuyun might have been able to get away with it by running around everywhere. But with Changqing in the Dao Palace, he would definitely fail, because for Changqing, your senior sister's promotion is more beneficial to him."

"In that case, after Senior Sister is promoted..."

"You have to understand that this world is like this. Even a cultivator in the fourth realm does not have absolute freedom."

"But Senior Sister's promotion did not use the quota of the Underground Cavern Gate, but Master..."

"Think about what happened at Lark Mountain!"

Liu Shuibin's tone paused, and after two breaths of silence, he clasped his fists and saluted silently.

Taoist Wan Zhi changed the subject and said, "I asked you to come here because I want you to use the channels of the Dao Palace to investigate who Liu Yun gave the three-level quotas he got, and then monitor them."

"Yes!"

"Qianmu Guan must also be conducting a secret investigation. If necessary, you can choose to cooperate with them!"

"Master, you mean Lord Changqing..."

"You are wrong again. Changqing can't possibly do this himself. If he does, the worst outcome will be that. You'd better not let this happen."

...

Lake and mountain country.

Wang Ping, who lived a hermit life in the Gray Water Pond, only learned about the incident half a month after the Skylark Mountain incident. In order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, he did not even use the "transfer talisman". It was one of his puppets that ran to the Gray Water Pond half a month later to report the incident to him.

More than ten days passed before the news spread through normal channels in this unknown small town and became the topic of conversation among the people after dinner. In their mouths, the earth-shaking battles turned into legends that sounded so unreal that many people did not believe them.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals.

Two months after the battle, when his puppet came to give him the routine report, he learned that Lord Liuyun had given the two promised Taiyan Third Realm places to Liu Shuang.

Wang Ping had deduced and recorded the events of Skylark Mountain, but there was no progress in integrating the "Heaven-Covering Talisman". Because he did not deduce any specific results, the records were particularly vague.

As time went by, no one remembered this incident after four years, except for the people who survived near Skylark Mountain. Perhaps in another fifty years, when the survivors of Skylark Mountain passed away one after another, this incident would be completely forgotten.

The beginning of March in the 152nd year of the Daogong calendar.

Nanlin Road ushered in the rainy season of the year. Local governments were preparing to deal with the floods, but they found that during this rainy season, the Wushen River that ran through the four southern roads had become particularly docile.

The reason is simple: the Spirit Snake Clan dredged the silt beneath the mainstream rivers in various places in advance in order to prevent their newly built temples from being submerged by floods.

Sanhe Prefecture looks particularly beautiful under the heavy rain. The haziness created by the falling raindrops covers the mountains, rivers, jungles and swamps with a layer of white mist. The emerald green lake water looming in the white mist is refreshing at first sight.

This relocation took nearly ten years, mainly because the Spirit Snake Clan was retrieving the magic arrays they had set up in various rivers in the Gray Water Pond. At the same time, they also had to slowly set up those magic arrays in the Sanhe Prefecture and its nearby rivers. These magic arrays were very important, as they were an important part of ensuring that the spirits of the Spirit Snake Clan's descendants could be born with spirituality.

Now, the Spirit Snake Clan can only be said to have settled down in Sanhe Prefecture. If they want to settle down, they need to complete the arrangement of those magic arrays. However, according to their style of doing things, this time will have to be postponed at least ten years.

Wang Ping asked Zizhu and Lan Yang if they wanted help, and they both answered "no".

Yu Lian told Wang Ping in the Spirit Sea that the formation required them to inject part of their own spirit into it to guide the bloodline of their offspring, otherwise it would not be effective.

Wang Ping gave up the idea of ​​sending his disciples to help.

Ever since the Spirit Snake Clan left, this deep pool in Sanhe Prefecture has had no name. It can now be called "Mingyuetan" because it was night when Xin Shi moved back to Sanhe Prefecture. When he looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky, he gave it this name.

Yu Lian asked why not use the original name.

Xin Shi said with a smile: “For most of the clan members, this is their new home.

On the north side of the pool, at the edge of a jungle that usually receives the most sunlight, the spirit snake clan, which controls the aquatic creatures in the deep pool, built a habitat. It is still mainly white, with a palace made of huge stones in the middle. The palace is surrounded by well-developed waterways, and there are various kinds of houses on the criss-crossing waterways.

Wang Ping once asked Lan Yang why the city was built like this. Lan Yang's answer surprised him. He said, "This shows that we are intelligent, not a group of wild beasts. Otherwise, it would be more elegant for me to just float on the surface of the lake and bask in the sun."

The spirit snake clan has more than one hundred adult spirit snakes, most of them are at the entry level of cultivation, a small number are at the second level, and there are only three at the third level. In addition to Lan Yang and Zi Zhu, there is another third level spirit snake that rarely appears, because he stays asleep at the bottom of the water all year round, while also taking care of the formation for them to cultivate their offspring.

Although they are naturally favored by heaven and can be promoted easily, most of the spirit snakes' souls are not pure. They are acquired spiritualities and are easily polluted by external consciousness. Some are even polluted by spiritual creatures and do not live to adulthood. Some are unable to maintain their own consciousness when communicating with other creatures and are gradually dominated by desires.

More often than not, it is because the parents are too lazy and do not shape the spiritual souls for their children during the incubation period, resulting in the children being born without spiritual intelligence.

The best way to avoid contamination is to let them sign a spiritual contract with the monks and rely on the monks' souls to practice. However, in this way, their entire lives will be affected by the spiritual contract, so every contract is very important. This also makes it almost impossible for the spirit snakes to make a contract after entering the country, because it is difficult to find a monk they like.

Furthermore, if the relationship has not been cultivated since childhood, it would be difficult for ordinary cultivators to tolerate the thinking patterns of the spirit snake.

After Wang Ping saw that the Spirit Snake Clan was settled, he set up a secret transfer formation near Mingyue Lake, then took Lan Yang and the Zizhu couple back to Qianmu Temple and asked Liu Shuang to discuss the contract between the Qianmu Temple disciples and the Spirit Snake Clan with them.

He has been in seclusion for ten years and has to turn on the communication token signal again.

The moment Wang Ping turned on the communication signal, two pieces of news immediately attracted him.

The first piece of news was that the Zhen Yang Sect had attempted to advance to the fourth realm twice in the past ten years, but both attempts ended in failure, resulting in the promotion quota falling into the hands of the 'First Day'.

The second thing came from the Moon Station. They found Wei Kong's trace! (End of this chapter)