Perhaps the news of starting from scratch was too shocking, and no one spoke until the flying boat stopped directly above the ruins of the Ling clan.

"What kind of place is this? How shocking and desolate it is!" The ruins and broken walls stretching for thousands of miles, although there is no longer the smell of blood, the residual energy of the war will not dissipate for a long time.

Everyone looked down through the windows, "Indeed, but this place must have been quite glorious before, otherwise it wouldn't have occupied such a good location."

They flew all the way and saw countless sects located in remote and desolate places with poor mountains and rivers. Although this place is in the past, it is not difficult to see how glorious it once was.

"Master Guard, what are we doing here? Hey, there is a flying boat over there, and it has also stopped on the ruins!"

"Let's take a look at history." Ling Nianqing looked down, her eyes dark and nothing could come through.

The Ling clan is indeed history. History cannot be rewritten, but the future can.

There are often elders from the clan who would bring younger ones to visit, saying that they would take a warning and avoid making the same mistakes again. Even though they may be unknown in the mainland, it does not prevent them from mocking a fallen king.

The atmosphere inside the flying boat was inexplicably depressed. It wasn't until the flying boat left that Xia Ban said, "They left."

But before leaving, a paper bag containing fried cakes fluttered down.

A force passed by, and before the paper bag fell, it turned into fly ash.

Ling Nianqing took back her hand and said, "Let's go too."

The flying boat slowly sailed away to the south. Hua Chao looked at Ling Nianqing's expression and said, "Is there an old friend? Don't you want to pay homage?"

"If you don't go, you will have plenty of time in the future."

A few people were puzzled. They couldn't go on when they arrived, but they said they would have plenty of time in the future?

But they didn't ask in detail, "I see there are many magic weapons among them, why is no one picking them up? This is not a forbidden area." They all came up to the sky.

The energy fluctuations of those magic weapons are very extraordinary. Even if some of them are damaged, they are not comparable to ordinary weapons, but they all stayed well below and were not picked up by anyone.

"This place used to be one of the top forces in Xingchao Continent, with probably tens of thousands of people." Thousands of Ling tribe members plus countless disciples, "After being attacked by someone, the battle was fierce. After several months of fierce fighting, no one survived.

Countless monks and even weapon spirits and elixirs self-destructed, burying most of the enemies on this land. Since then, the magnetic field has become chaotic, and violent power is everywhere, making it impossible for outsiders to set foot on it."

Everyone sighed, "Oh, it is equivalent to retaining the last bit of face and pride of the sect, which is good."

Ling Nianqing smiled.

But most of them feel that the Ling people are not happy even if they die, and they still regard those broken magic weapons as treasures. They really think that they are still the same Ling people as before.

However, most of those who said this were incompetent and furious when they came to steal the magic weapon but failed.

Eighty percent of people are mentally ill and blurt out slanderous words without any fear of disaster.

Unlike those masterminds who wanted to hide it so that only heaven and earth could know it, they haven't revealed any information yet.

After flying for another half-quarter of an hour, the flying boat slowly descended.

"Xingchao Continent is higher in the west and lower in the east. Roughly speaking, there are seventeen states in total. There are cities and villages in the states. Of course, there are also various forces. The slightly more powerful forces, such as the ruins we just saw, are all independent.

Outside the gathering place, each one is in his own camp."

The same is true for Qianxun Pavilion, but due to the nature of its power, it needs to frequently welcome guests, so it has been developing surrounding trade, and now its prosperity exceeds that of most states.

A state here is equivalent to a small continent.

"In front of us is Cangzhou, and we will start to develop from here.".z.br

From here, densely packed people and slightly larger houses occupy the entire field of vision. People are coming and going riding various monsters, with powerful and extraordinary auras.

In his old age, his heart was full of ambition, "Is this the most prosperous place in Xingchao Continent?"

Which monk has not dreamed of going to the One-Star Continent where the most geniuses gather to show off his ambitions and prove like all the geniuses that he is the most powerful one.

But most people have never even been here, and he is already here!

"Thinking too much." Ling Nianqing poured cold water, "This is the most backward place in the Xingchao Continent. After all, you will be beaten to death when you come up, so it is better to come here as a safer bet."

Not far away is the Ling clan. Whoever is strong dares to come here to develop and compete with the Ling clan for interests.

Everyone: "..."

"Uh, okay, Lord Guard, what you said makes sense."

They didn't even understand the situation in Xingchao Continent. If they rashly touched someone they couldn't afford, they wouldn't know how they would die.

In the state, mansions and pavilions are criss-crossed, and roads extend in all directions. Monks can be seen hurriedly coming and going with cold faces everywhere. Even the beggars in ragged clothes on the roadside are all seventh-level cultivators.

Gu Xi, who was still at the late sixth level, swore silently and walked forward without seeing anything.

"Coming from out of town?"

"Are there monks from other places here? What a novelty!" Along the way, everyone who saw them would whisper a few words and then look at them with gloating eyes.

A few people ignored it and walked around nearby.

"Twenty million?" Ying Zhong's eyes widened, "You want 20 million spiritual stones from me for a house like this?"

The fat woman glanced at him and said, "Yes, the price is clearly marked. It's the price. If you want to get out of here, please leave."

Ying Zhong: "..." He reluctantly gave away 20 million spirit stones. Although this was a drop in the bucket compared to what Ling Nian gave him, he was still heartbroken!

I finally understand why so many talented monks have not been able to live in Xingchao Continent. The price is forcing them to live with that beggar brother on the roadside.

Zhonglu came back from outside with a cold face, "There are several groups of people outside, they should be targeting us."

"Huh? We just came, who will pay attention to us?"

Ling Nianqing was not surprised at all, "I guessed it, if we sit on the ground on the roadside with a bowl in front of us, no one will notice."

But if they buy a house, it will be different. Doesn't this tell others openly that I am the one who has been taken advantage of? Come and kill me.

After all, those from other continents are not that strong.

And this is still in Cangzhou. If it were any other state, his head would be in a different place when he handed over the spirit stone.

"The first test is here." Ling Nianqing clapped her hands, "It will be up to you in the evening. I, a fifth-level person, will not overestimate my capabilities and cause more trouble."

Everyone twitched their mouths, raised their hands and said in unison: "Yes!"

If they hadn't specially collected information about the Sichuan Fairyland, they would have believed it.

Ling Nianqing held her chin up and narrowed her eyes slightly, "If you are beaten to the point of peeing, go back and exchange for the first six months of the year."

Mu Sui asked, "Can't even the six of them defeat me?"
Chapter completed!