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Watching Qianshu leave, Qiansong did not immediately recall his men to deal with chores, but instead informed the family formation elders to go to the ancestral home.

Place the sacred monument of Yin and Yang.

It is not difficult to place the holy monument, but the location has been vacant for many years. When it is put back, there will be an adaptation period.

This will cause the spiritual realm to tremble for a period of time.

Qiansong frowned and asked, "How long will the oscillation period last?"

An elder with a white beard said: "As little as ten days, as much as half a month."

Another person's face was solemn: "The shock period is extremely unstable and may cause the number and size of space-time rifts to change."

"Doesn't that mean that there may be more rifts in space and time, or there may be super-large space-time rifts?" Qiansong frowned.

The extremely large space-time rift means that aliens from the Fusion Realm can enter here.

In the entire spiritual realm, there are only a handful of Fusion Realm venerables.

It would be very troublesome if other aliens from the Fusion Realm came in.

"It stands to reason that it is indeed the case." Elder Whitebeard frowned.

"However, according to past records, super-large space-time rifts are extremely unstable and will not exist for more than an hour at a time. If you can withstand it during that time, it is actually not that difficult."

"The key is that we don't know where these super large space-time rifts will appear."

The elders frowned.

"Forget it, we can't control it, let's do whatever it is." Qiansong muttered.

Others say yes.

After a while, Qiansong's face relaxed and he analyzed: "This is my human race's territory after all. If they come in, even if they have the Fusion Master, they can only be a small separatist force and cannot become a big influence."

"It makes sense, but I'm afraid this will be a protracted war, which will not be good for our spiritual realm after all." An elder sighed, thinking of something, and suddenly his face turned bad.

"The ancestors have been away from Qingyun City for the past two years and have not contributed much to the issue of time and space rifts. Several other major families have been talking about this matter. If the rift really appears this time, several other major forces will appear. The matter of the alien separatist forces is placed on our family..."

"Hate?" Qiansong sneered, "Our ancestors are trapped on the island and cannot come back. Can we control this? What do they blame us for?"

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, if there is an unfortunate invasion of aliens from the Fusion Realm, one or two nobles from other families will die..."

"The power behind them will definitely fall. So what if we are criticized a few times? The decline of a family will inevitably be accompanied by the decline of some properties. We can take the opportunity to embezzle the vacant properties to make up for the family's shortfalls over the years."

Looking at the cold smile of the young family leader, several elders shuddered.

Elder Whitebeard stroked his beard and nodded: "Aristocratic family, after all, it depends on strength, not reputation. As long as our ancestors are here, anything can be said."

Everyone nodded.

On the streets of Qingyun City, Wei Xiaoxi walked out of a shop dejectedly.

The shop behind him is actually a chamber of commerce, a professional organization that accepts and issues bounties.

Wei Xiaoxi posted a task a few days ago, but has yet to receive a response.

In fact, if the mission was accepted, the Chamber of Commerce would explain it to her through the communication talisman, but the communication talisman remained silent, and she was anxious to return to Three Realms Island.

Anxiety drove Wei Xiaoxi to go to the Chamber of Commerce in person to confirm the status of the reward mission.

It turned out to be a disappointment for her.

In fact, she knew why.

First, the risk factor in the sea has suddenly increased, and there are few people willing to go to sea.

Secondly, the New Year is approaching, and everyone wants to work after the New Year.

No way, Wei Xiaoxi could only continue to wait.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the Chamber of Commerce, Wei Xiaoxi's heart palpitated and he subconsciously looked towards the northern suburbs.

It was too far away and she couldn't see clearly.

With a thought in mind, Wei Xiaoxi took out the telescope.

There was indeed something going on over there, but Wei Xiaoxi still didn't see it clearly.

On the contrary, it was observed that many monks from the sects in the city and the surrounding hills were rushing to the north.

Wei Xiaoxi rubbed the lens tube and walked quickly to the north gate.

A quarter of an hour later, at the edge of a small dense forest in the north of Qingyun City.

A large space-time rift appeared there.

The mouth of a large space-time rift can allow aliens to enter the realm of transformation into gods.

When Wei Xiaoxi arrived, there were several corpses of aliens from the Transformation Realm and dozens of Nascent Soul and Golden Core Realms lying on the scene.

Human monks are clearing the battlefield and distributing the corpses.

Alien bodies are different from humans and are valuable for research.

A large group of people were clamoring over the distribution of corpses, so...

I came to the vegetable market inexplicably and had a sense of déjà vu.

Wei Xiaoxi saw a few familiar people from a distance.

One is her current senior sister, Lin Xiang, who is 430 years old and in the middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. She has a high level of formation skills.

Then there are Qian Yu and Zong He.

Unlike the other combat monks who were cleaning up, the three of them and several other formation mages were working together to seal the space-time rift.

Logically speaking, it would be safer to let master-level formation masters like Venerable Zi Buyu and Ancestor Zong repair large space-time rifts.

The strong winds at the mouth of the large space-time rift are fierce, and the tides are obviously volatile. Occasionally, when the tide rises, it carries unimaginable energy.

If any small detail of the formation that seals the crack is unevenly stressed, the formation will be scratched.

Just like hanging a heavy object from a rope, if the rope is in good condition and the force is applied evenly everywhere, it's usually fine.

But if the rope is missing somewhere, the rope will be easily broken.

This is the difference between a master-level formation master and a high-level formation master.

"The commotion was so loud that neither Master nor the ancestors of the Zong clan showed up..." Wei Xiaoxi murmured, "They must be out of town."

The manpower shortage is so...

After thinking for a while, Wei Xiaoxi regained her appearance and stepped forward.

At this moment, everyone has almost collected the alien corpses, and they are still looking for topics to talk about.

"Young people are terrible. Qian Yu and Zong He are only in their 40s this year, right? They have been promoted to high-level formation masters, and they are on the same level as Taoist Lin Xiang."

"There is a difference between high grade and high grade. They are both more than 100. Can you say that 190 and [-] are the same level?"

"Then Qian Yu and Zong He are also amazing. They have such level at such a young age."

"What you see is their talent and potential, but what I see is suffering... Times make heroes, and they are forced out."

After saying this, the monks fell silent for a moment.

"Tell me, when will this space-time rift open?"

"According to past experience, it can range from decades to hundreds of years... The first crack appeared two years ago when the ancient Buddhist secret realm was opened, which was very early."

"Hey, I don't know if we can survive until the spiritual realm stabilizes again."

Wei Xiaoxi felt very uncomfortable.

Just at this moment, Lin Xiang, Qian Yu, Zong He and other formation masters retreated from the space-time rift.

The blocking formation was set up.

Seeing this, the monks rushed forward to inquire about the situation.

First, he praised Lin Xiang, and then focused on taking care of the two young heroes, Qian Yu.

Being surrounded by everyone, the two of them felt a little overwhelmed.

Since their upgrade a month ago, these monks from second- and third-rate families seem to have found an opportunity to get close to them. When they catch them, they will praise them fiercely and talk about other topics to increase their sense of presence.

The main thing is a "familiar face".

Although it really makes people happy to be praised, but... being stuck like this all the time really makes people unhappy.

Wei Xiaoxi did not move forward, but walked to Lin Xiang: "Senior Sister."

"Xiao Liu?!" Lin Xiang was surprised, "It's great that you're not dead... Why don't you send us a message? You've dealt with Jiang well in the past six months... Are you okay?"