The red sun hangs high, and the earth is hot.

The world is vast, and walkers are like ants.

Thousands of people formed a black team and slowly walked along the road like flowing water in the river.

In the crowd, a white-haired old man was holding a girl with two braids and squeezing on a ox cart. Looking at the scenery that kept retreating, his mood of leaving his hometown became heavier.

"Grandpa, how long will it take to arrive?"

After the freshness at the beginning, the girl was also tired of the long journey and asked weakly in the old man's arms.

The old man turned his head and looked ahead and said, "It's coming soon, it's coming soon."

"Grandpa, why do we leave home? I heard Xiaoyuer say we won't go back. Is that true?"

The old man touched the girl's head and said, "Yes."

The girl looked up at the old man in confusion and asked, "Why?"

The old man smiled and said slowly, "Because we are going to a good place! There will be no corrupt officials there to oppress us to take away our food, no evil people will bully us and take away our money, and no immortal cultivators will take away our lives."

The girl didn't understand the old man's words and asked naively: "Then can I still play with Xiaoyuer and the others?"

The old man was stunned and then laughed and said, "Of course."

The girl raised her eyebrows and smiled.

The villages that had disappeared before outside Canglan Mountain were dusty, and countless people built houses and rectified the land in designated areas.

Ling Qing dressed up in a short dress and carried a thick piece of wood towards the place where the house was built.

"Brother Ling." A middle-aged man ran over with a notebook and said, "There are 50,000 people in Qing State who have applied to move here. Do you want to take over?"

Ling Qing held the wood and continued walking: "Just as planned."

The middle-aged man nodded to show his understanding, and then followed Ling Qing and said hesitantly: "Now there are almost 800,000 people here. Will Mr. Aren't he who has such a big noise?"

Ling Qing smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. Everything is implemented according to the agreed upon in advance. But now we want to establish the order of our hearts, and you must keep a close eye on the employment of people."

The middle-aged man nodded seriously: "I understand."

A small path winds and turns towards Canglan Mountain.

Ling Qing walked slowly along the path and came to the low hill before saluteing: "Sir, the situation is basically stable, can you start preaching?"

Li Haoran opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work. At the beginning, my Canglan Sect was worshipped by various countries, but in the end I did not keep the peace of all living beings. At this point, I can only do my best to save some of them, hoping to save some."

"The invasion of creatures in the foreign land has been a disaster, and Canglan Sect has fought to the extreme to resist."

Li Haoran smiled faintly and said, "But some people still say that it was because of our Canglan Sect that we suffered disasters in Linhai Realm. If we surrender like Zhengyi Sect and Lingxiao Pavilion, Linhai Realm will definitely be safe and sound."

A hint of anger flashed across Ling Qing's face: "Those are short-sighted villains, sir, don't pay attention to them."

Li Haoran smiled and said, "It seems that I still don't practice enough. Sometimes I feel angry because of these rumors."

"It is right for Canglan Gate to pay so much but not understand it."

Li Haoran waved his hand and said, "I want to rebuild order, but my strength is limited, so I still have to rely on you. I have compiled a practice method myself, and you can use it to practice and teach it to people with good character, and then spread it to them. Even if everyone has different qualifications and talents, they will still have some self-protection ability when practicing."

As he said that, a jade slip fell into Ling Qing's hands.

"You can take a look first, and I'll explain it to you later."

Ling Qing responded, then sat cross-legged and studied the practice method in the jade slip.

In the next few days, Ling Qing, under Li Haoran's explanation, understood the cultivation method thoroughly and left.

Looking at Ling Qing's leaving figure, Li Haoran sighed: "There is only so much I can do. I don't know what the final result will be."

As he said that, a ray of light flew out from Li Haoran's eyebrows and turned into a dull Li Haoran's appearance.

The dull Li Haoran pointed to the front and said, "The righteousness is so strong."

Li Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged, nodded and said, "Hope is hopeful and passionate. I hope the path I chose can be done so that they can protect their safety in the future chaotic times and rebuild Canglan Gate and wait for Master and the others to return."

The dull Li Haoran looked at the countless busy people coming and going in the distance without saying a word, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into Li Haoran's eyebrows.

Time passed slowly, and countless houses and land outside Canglan Mountain were built neatly according to the plan. People were still busy and tirelessly did all kinds of things for a new life. At the same time, Ling Qing also passed on the practice method to others and slowly spread it to everyone.

In Canglan Mountain, Li Haoran was still sitting cross-legged on the low hill.

The moonlight is hazy, the waves hit the shore, and a few slight sounds of insects sounded among the sparse grass.

A trace of vitality was finally restored to Canglan Mountain.

Li Haoran suddenly opened his eyes, disappeared from the low hill, and appeared in the distant sky.

A trace of surprise flashed across Li Haoran's face, and his figure disappeared from the sky again, and he had already reached the clouds.

Li Haoran wanted to move again, but the surrounding space suddenly collapsed and surrounded Li Haoran.

The vast spiritual power in Li Haoran's body rotated, forming shields to protect him in the middle. Although Li Haoran was confident that he had the power to protect himself even in the cracks in the space, the sudden attack still made him frown.

Is the enemy too rampant, or is the Beixiao Realm too lax? It actually allows cultivators with such cultivation to easily sneak into Linhai Realm to do something to themselves?

Is it a monk who invaded the Red Fire God Realm, or a monk who avenged overseas monks or Zhengyi Sect and Lingxiao Pavilion?

Just as Li Haoran was thinking, the scene changed again. He appeared outside the sky with the intercepted space. There was darkness around him, with stars shining in the distance, and there was a vast and boundless human world under his feet.

A thin palm suddenly stretched out from the dark void.

The sky and the earth were trembling, and countless runes appeared to form tens of thousands of miles long chains of order wrapped around the hand, trying to imprison it.

But wherever the thin palm passed, the chain broke, the runes shattered, and the sky and the earth suddenly roared, and complex golden symbols smashed towards the palm.

The light flowed on the thin palm and became full in an instant. The palm passed by, as if a black curtain was lifted. It began to spread from the palm, and a blurred figure composed entirely of black mist appeared in the void. A fuzzy fragment of the size of a little finger was suspended above the shadow's head, as if it was traveling through different spaces.

Countless golden symbols that were smashed were fixed at once and then slowly dissipated in the air.

"Is it you? I don't have much time left."

The black fog figure looked at Li Haoran, who was surrounded by cracks in the space and was in another intercepting space. His voice was low and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Li Haoran couldn't see through this person's cultivation for a moment, but when he saw the fragment above his head, he felt a blast in his mind, and various obscure scenes flashed in his mind. Countless whispers and chanting sounded in his ears.

So Li Haoran did not wake up even when he was in trouble.

The black shadow floated over, the only thing that was not made of black fog, and the fleshy right hand grabbed Li Haoran.
Chapter completed!