There is Qing Ming above and Jiu Nether below. These two interfaces are the most supreme places in the human world.
"This place is actually connected to Qingming?" Liu Qinghuan exclaimed: "How far is that cliff from us?!"
Fu Bao said: "Master, do you want to go to Qingming?"
"Of course." Liu Qinghuan said: "But it is said that Qingming is basically not open to the lower world. Even if you pass through the Mingshan battle area, you have to go through numerous inspections."
"It seems that there is no need to check when going up from Zhuoyuan, but Zhe Zeng accidentally said that there is a barrier on Dao Wuya. If you want to pass the barrier, you must have the strength of Kongjie."
Fu Bao said: "The spiritual energy of this Zhuoyuan is as thin as a barren land, and every one of them is like a crooked melon or a jujube. If they all run to Qingming, they will definitely not work there."
Liu Qinghuan frowned: "Empty steps? Then you have to reach the Yinxu realm to leave the Zhuoyuan."
He sighed: "Besides, until the injury is completely healed, I can't do anything I want to do... I'll look for other paths later."
Seeing that Yun Mengze is about to return to the Wanhu Realm, he doesn't know if there will be any problems in the future. If everything goes well, he may not be able to see the grand occasion at that time.
Moreover, Yun Mengze still has many things that worry him.
Has Mu Yinyin successfully advanced to become a god, and has Yunzheng emerged from the Kunlun Fairy Ruins? In addition, his master Mingyangzi, senior brother Zuo Zhishan, and apprentice Yan Rou will all reach their end of life...
Thinking of this, he took out a cross-border communication talisman from his arms and poured mana into it.
The communication talisman was activated, and after spontaneous combustion without fire, it turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky. However, it suddenly seemed to have hit a barrier, breaking into thousands of light points and dissipating.
"I can't even send out the cross-border talisman..."
Liu Qinghuan frowned and looked at the field of stone trees below the stone hill in a daze for a while. Then he cheered up and said with a smile: "This trip is not all fruitless. If you want to put such a large piece of sacred wood in other interfaces, it will be difficult."
Unbelievable!”
Fu Bao couldn't help but be excited: "Master, since you're awake, can I go outside and have a look? Maybe I can find more magical spiritual objects."
He looked impatient, and it was obvious that he had been severely restrained in this small place over the past few years.
Liu Qing said with a smile: "Okay, you can run away. However, since you have to stay here for a long time, there will be plenty of time to go out and explore in the future, so don't run away without a trace."
Fu Bao jumped up and down several times to express his happiness and kept saying yes.
"Before that, we must first improve the defense of this area."
Liu Qinghuan rummaged through his storage space, and it took him a while to find a set of array disks.
"This set of Bagua Mystic Lock Formation is something brought out from the sect. Although it is not as good as the exquisite one that Yun Zheng has, it is still usable. You take it out and arrange it around, and circle the nearby land first, so that there are no more people.
Come right to my door and disturb people's dreams."
After handing the formation method and a bag of spiritual stones to Fu Bao and watching him go, Liu Qinghuan walked down the stone hill and began to closely observe the growth of the ash trees in the field.
He shook his head secretly. The sacred trees of the fifth heaven level were planted like rice. It was really a waste of natural resources.
And looking at these stone-wood trees, even the oldest ones are only about ten years old.
When the small Gray Stone clan members who were working in the fields saw him, they all fled away and hid far away. At the same time, they couldn't help but secretly look at him with curious and fearful eyes.
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, waved to the other side and said, "Come here."
Although Fu Bao was not around, there was still Chu Yi. Chu Yi called over there twice, which frightened a group of little people into hugging each other and trembling. It took a while before the strongest one was pushed out.
Speaking of this strong little man, he was the first one to go into the pit. He walked over calmly, bent down and made a salute that was almost touching the ground, and muttered something in his mouth.
On the first day of the new year, he directly conveyed what the other party said to Liu Qinghuan with his spiritual thoughts: "Master Spiritual Master, what are your orders?"
Master Healer? What is this title?
But thinking about the spiritual master named Wu, probably the monks in this world are called spiritual masters.
Liu Qinghuan asked: "What's your name?"
The strong little man got Chu Yi's narration and replied: "Sir, my name is Kang."
Having said this, he unconsciously puffed out his chest: "I am the first warrior of the Greystone Tribe!"
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile: "How many people are there in your clan?"
"Well, well..."
Kang started to break off his stubby fingers. After breaking off his fingers, he went to break off his toes. He couldn't figure it out for a long time.
Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to ignore the question and pointed to the nearest ash tree: "Are these... trees that produce precious rice only less than ten years old?"
Seeing that there was no need to count people anymore, Kang Da breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "It won't grow big."
"Will you grow up?"
Kang ran to the field, gesticulated and said: "It can only be as high as this, and then it won't grow any more."
Liu Qinghuan looked at the height of his gesture, thought carefully about the reason, and then suddenly realized.
I'm afraid it's because the spiritual energy in the turbid abyss is too thin and cannot provide the growth needs of the stone tree, so it won't grow big.
Kang grinned and said "ho ho" twice: "Our clan is very powerful and can raise such a tall jade tree. If it were the Tami clan, their trees would only be this tall!"
The height of his comparison was only half as high as the stone pole at hand.
After hesitating for a moment, he continued: "I heard that Master Wuling Master's Wuling Mountain has a very tall stone tree with many branches. The pearls are so big and so long!"
Kang spread his arms as wide as possible, drew the largest circle he could, and then took a sip of saliva with an envious look on his face: "Eat one and you will gain a lot of strength, become a strength master, and can break a mountain with one slap!"
Liu Qinghuan raised his head, "Strength Master?"
"Ling, Master Spirit Master." Kang suddenly murmured: "It's time to harvest the rice in the fields. Master Feng who came to collect rent has been driven away. Can we harvest it now?"
At this moment, the Graystone tribesmen who were watching from a distance suddenly heard an exclamation, and everyone raised their heads.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, Fu Bao has already set up the Bagua Mystic Lock Formation. Thick beams of light rise from all directions in the distance and gather together in the sky. There is a "wow" sound.
The light shines brightly, turning into billowing mist and rushing back in all directions.
At this point, a large area in the vicinity has been covered by the formation, and outsiders can only see a billowing mist.
Fu Bao rushed back: "Master, the cloth is ready."
Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised: "The Greystone tribe's territory is so large?"
"That's not true." Fu Bao shook his ears and said with a sly smile: "It's all about enclosing territory anyway, so let's just make it bigger. There are several small tribes around, each with their own specialties, which can be used by the master to control.
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"Oh, what tribes are there?" Liu Qinghuan asked, and then asked Kang: "Besides rice, what else do you eat, and what is a force master?"
Through Kang's stammering narration, combined with Chu Yi and Fubao's supplements, he gradually gained some understanding of the surrounding tribes.
A picture of sentient beings struggling to survive in the turbid abyss began to become clear.
The turbid abyss is a long and narrow gap between spaces beyond the Three Thousand Worlds, and the heavy fog blocks the sunlight and fresh air, so there is a lack of spiritual energy and it is difficult for plants to grow.
Cultivation of the spirit was not possible, so they found another realm of Xi, that is, a force master who cultivates the power.
It just so happened that they had stone ash wood here, the core of which could be absorbed to increase strength, and some secret method was used to allow the fifth-grade divine tree to be planted on a large scale, using quantity to make up for the lack of quality.
In addition to the stonewood that can be counted as a resource for cultivation, there are also some common foods here. For example, the Greystone tribe also planted crops such as moss rice by a rare stream on the other side of the mountain.
"Can one force defeat all kinds of magic?" Liu Qinghuan pondered: "I have to say that this is also a path that can be cultivated. In the future, I will be able to meet the powerful masters in this world."
He picked out a few of the strongest ash trees in the field and planned to plant them in Songxi Cave Tiantu. Then he said to Kang, "You can harvest them."
Kang lay down on the ground with tears in his eyes, kowtowing and said: "Don't worry, sir, we will definitely take back all the gold rice for you!"
He asked cautiously: "Then, what is the status of that tribe..."
Liu Qinghuan asked: "How were they divided before?"
Fubao said: "I've asked about this. The lowest-level warriors like them only need one pearl every month, and a stone tree can produce about a dozen pearls."