Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

When Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan appeared on the first floor of Xiaoyaoju, they heard the sound of playfulness coming from the entertainment room. It turned out that Youan and Nan Ze were playing mahjong, and the one howling the loudest was still Youming.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, the flowers I've been waiting for are all withered."

"Don't worry, Nan Ze, show me quickly, which one is it?"

“…If I continue to play with you, I will be your grandson.”

"........."

"Grandson, I'm going to play a good card for you, do you want it?"

"Are you itchy... Don't move, let me touch you..."

"Look, I told you it was a good card!"

Fu Ling'er remembered the previous behavior of setting off firecrackers, so she retracted her foot that was about to step onto the threshold and turned around to go to the restaurant.

"Yinzi, try this. I gave it a nice name, called Lianlian Red Powder Cake. How about it?" Bai Yu looked at Yinzi lovingly with starry eyes and pushed a plate of pink and white steamed cake in front of Yinzi.

"Brother Bai Yu, how did you make this? It has a dense texture, slightly sweet, and is accompanied by the elegant fragrance of lotus flowers. The refreshing aroma goes straight to my head, and I feel like I'm bathing in the spring sun. It's great, I love it.

However, I would like it even more if you made me a crystal pork elbow." Yin Zi's charming voice was so sweet that it was sickening. It reached Fu Ling'er's ears and made her withdraw one leg urgently. She felt goose bumps all over the floor. If she didn't leave, she might not be able to leave because she would pick her feet.

"Come on, let's go to Jiuyang Peak. I'll accompany you to work! Let them go crazy."

Wanqi Yuan also had a painful expression. Listening to Bai Yu's sweet and doting tone, he felt an urge to miss the golden hoop.

Watching others being sweet is indeed a torture.

At the same time, we strongly condemn Bai Yu and Yin Zi's disregard for other people's lives.

"Come on, let's get to work."

So, the two of them went to the meeting hall, where Sheng Nuoxuan and Qin Mingfei were discussing something. When they saw the two of them come in, they hurriedly greeted them.

"Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, you are here?" With no outsiders around, they still got along the same way as before.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. How is the reconstruction of Jiuyang City going?" Wanqi Yuan pulled Fu Ling'er to the main seat and sat down.

"Mo Yan came back before. He said that with the strong support of the noble families, the city has now recovered to 70% of its original appearance. In another seven or eight days, it is estimated that it will be back to its previous appearance, and it may even become more prosperous. Because many noble families have come to settle in Jiuyang City, they have built their own houses on a large scale and brought their family businesses with them. It will be difficult for Jiuyang City not to be prosperous in the future." Sheng Nuoxuan found the progress chart that Mo Yan brought back. It also recorded the reconstruction process and completion rate of several major areas of Jiuyang City, as well as which noble families settled in which locations, with clear markings.

Fu Ling'er was sitting there very bored. After listening to their stories, she roughly knew that everything in Jiuyang City was going on normally.

Suddenly, a question came to her mind.

"Hey, wait, Mingfei, Nuoxuan, there's one important thing we need to do. That is to reserve the best location in Jiuyang City to be the headquarters of Qiankun Palace."

"Haha, Sister Ling, we have reserved a good place a long time ago. We originally wanted to use it as the base camp of Qiankun Palace. You and Brother Yuan can take a look and see if this place is okay?" Qin Mingfei took out a map, pointed to a location on the map, and said to the two of them.

"Huh? Isn't this the nameless mountain in the east city where Xiaoyaoju was placed before?" Because she settled in Jiuyang Peak, Fu Ling'er placed Xiaoyaoju on Jiuyang Peak.

"Haha, it's no longer a nameless mountain. We gave it a name, Jiuling Peak, which happens to be facing Jiuyang Peak from a distance. What do you think?" Qin Mingfei smiled at the two of them as if asking for credit.

"That's simply amazing. Okay, let's choose this place. I'll have Feng Luo and the others find someone to build the Qiankun Palace.

Hey, by the way, I remember that our Qiankun Palace used to have a construction craftsman named... Zhai Chen, right? He seemed to be doing this. I wonder where they are now?

"It's hard to say, but it seems that among their group, the one called Lan Wuhen has reached the God Realm. When we were still in the Eighth Heaven, we heard news from below that several people had already reached the God Realm, including Lan Wuhen."

"Oh? Really? That's great! Yuan, shall we go downstairs for a walk when we have a chance?"

"Okay, I'll go with you wherever you want to go."

"Then let's not talk about it. You guys are busy. I'm going to find Lu Qianming and see what he's talking about with those Alchemy Gods. If they really don't want to, I'll let them go."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. If those old antiques don't obey you, just drive them away. Don't you want to make things difficult for yourself?"

"Well, I'll go first."

Both of them are busy and don't disturb each other.

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On the ninth heaven, Jing Yang stood before the Grand Master, Elder Nan, and after reporting the matter, Elder Nan sighed and said to Jing Yang,

"Jingyang! The spiritual energy of Huanyu Mountain seems to have changed recently. We need to invite the Spirit Master to the Divine Palace as soon as possible!"

"Could it be that the sacred tree in this other dimension is truly withering away completely?" Jing Yang frowned, his heart filled with worry. He stared toward the summit of Huanyu Mountain, as if he could peer through the thick fog to see the current state of the sacred tree.

The sacred tree is the core of the Three Thousand Worlds! Its power maintains the balance and stability of all kinds of spiritual energy in the entire cultivation world.

It is the tree that continuously provides the entire world of cultivation with indispensable power. Once the power of the sacred tree completely disappears, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jingyang knew this very well, and his heart was filled with worry and fear. Although no obvious changes could be seen at the moment, he knew that over time, it would bring about terrible consequences.

Within a hundred years, all the spiritual energy in the world of cultivation will gradually become thinner until it disappears completely.

All kinds of spiritual energy that exist in the world are the foundation for cultivators to survive and practice. Without spiritual energy, cultivators will not be able to continue to improve their cultivation and may even lose their existing power.

As the spiritual energy fades, the world of cultivation will gradually wither and eventually disappear into the long river of history. This once glorious world will be forgotten by people and become a distant legend.

"It's hard to say. That alien space is sealed off, and no one can enter. No one knows what's going on inside. It's just that the spiritual energy released from the alien space is getting less and less. Recently, it's almost like it's dropped off a cliff. I can hardly feel the spiritual energy released from the alien space.

Therefore, we can’t wait any longer, let the Spirit Master take the throne as soon as possible! She may have a way to solve the problem of the sacred tree.

"Okay, then Elder Nan, please choose an auspicious day as soon as possible! This time I will go and welcome the Spirit Master to Huanyu Mountain."