Just when the monks on Dafang Island were worried, the spiritual energy whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger in the sky above the underground cave. The wind and thunder in the whirlpool were loud, and they were roaring continuously in the whirlpool.
A ray of spiritual light ejected from the underground cave and immediately reached an altitude of several thousand feet.
In an instant, Dafang Island was covered with clouds, lightning and thunder.
The heavy rain lasted for three hours, and countless houses on the island collapsed.
Because of this sudden storm, the mortals on Dafang Island also suffered hundreds of losses.
Qingchan had no idea about all this.
As soon as she successfully formed the elixir, a stream of Liu Xuanyan's memories flooded into her mind. This time the memories that came in were extremely huge, almost twice as much as the last time.
As soon as the violent memory entered his mind, Qingchan was instantly in agony. Even his thinking stopped for an instant, and he immediately fell into a drowsy state.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhixuan's face turned bitter, so he could only put Qingchan into bed first, and then protect her with Han Yan, waiting for her to wake up slowly.
Qingchan's sleep this time was longer than the last time. She still didn't wake up after more than half a year. Seeing that her condition was not getting better, Zhang Zhixuan also felt more and more worried. He stayed by the bed almost day and night, even practicing meditation.
I couldn't care less about being angry.
During this time, the foundation-building monks on the island, under the auspices of Jia Mengzhen, did not act rashly and came to disturb Zhang Zhixuan and the others.
Amid Zhang Zhixuan's fear, Qingchan finally woke up after nine months of coma.
This time she recalled Liu Xuanyan's two-year-old memory. When she woke up, she was still a little confused. In the first ten days, she still felt a little confused about her memory. She often called out some unfamiliar names, which made Zhang Zhixuan feel a little confused.
Worried.
As time passed, Qingchan gradually recovered, but this time her personality changed slightly, and she became a little closer to Liu Xuanyan. Even her temperament became somewhat heroic, different from what she had been a few decades ago.
A big difference.
Now there are more than 300 years of memories in her mind, and more than 140 years of memories from this life. These memories are coherent. There are a few more memories from the past life, but they are intermittent, like memory fragments. Every time
At the critical moment, there is a lack of heat.
With more than three hundred years of memory, her experience is not much weaker than that of ordinary Jindan monks. In some special cases, she is even more advanced than Patriarch Jin and others. At least Liu Xuanyan's memory after the Nascent Soul stage,
Some parts remain.
However, after all, the memories of the past life are not as unforgettable and profound as this one. Moreover, these memories are still intermittent and cannot be connected together. Most of them are mainly from the stage before Yuanying. Her personality was formed before she was a teenager.
Although there are more memories, they are still dominated by the personality of this life.
Qingchan immediately began to stabilize his state after waking up, and waited for a year before his cultivation was stable.
At this moment, it has been five years since they came to Qingli Sea.
In the past five years, they have never been far away from this island, and they have no idea about the situation in the nearby sea. Although Qingchan has some memories of Qingli Hai, more than three hundred years have passed since her transformation, and many situations have been different.
.Especially the situation near Dafang Island is very different from Qingchan's memory.
Before Qingchan's catastrophe, Dafang Island belonged to the edge of the Qingli Sea, close to the vast sea of spiritual land, and there were not many monks practicing nearby.
Now more than three hundred years have passed, and the sequelae of the ancient war have begun to fade. Many new islands have been discovered nearby, and a large part of the monks from Qingli Sea have also migrated.
These monks thrived and cultivated spiritual veins on nearby islands, and this sea area has gradually become more and more prosperous.
One day, after the three of them were meditating and practicing, Zhang Zhixuan suddenly said: "We have been in Qinglihai for five years. Now that Qingchan has broken through the golden elixir, I think it's time to go out."
Han Yan nodded and said: "Even if we have to leave, we can't give up on Dafang Island. There is a teleportation array underground on Dafang Island. This teleportation array is extremely important to us. We should manage this sea area seriously. The foundation-building monks on the island have discovered
We have to be careful about entering the underground cave."
"What do you think should be done?" Zhang Zhixuan waved his hand vigorously and made a killing gesture.
Han Yan shook his head and said: "I don't think it can be done like this. Qingli Sea is tens of millions of miles away from Nanya State, and low-level monks cannot pass through the cross-continental teleportation array. If you want to dispatch people, you can only use treasure ships. They can cross the vast sea.
The treasure ships in Nanya Prefecture must be at least fifth level high-grade. I don’t think we have even thought about it in the past hundred years. It is impossible to refine a treasure ship of this level.
Therefore, we must take the monks from Dafang Island for our own use."
After hearing what the two of them said, Qing Chan was slightly startled and said, "Actually, the monks on Dafang Island also have connections with their previous lives.
At that time, Liu Xuanyan was busy building a cave underground. During a shopping trip, he rescued some people and passed on the three golden elixir stage skills to them. These people are the ancestors of Dafang Island."
From Qingchan's narration, Zhang Zhixuan knew the whole story.
Decades after rescuing people, Liu Xuanyan built the teleportation array. Just when she was preparing to refine a large treasure ship, mobilize people from Xuansu Sect, and control the nearby sea area, a conflict broke out with the great monk of Qingli Sea, King Zuohu. Although
He barely won but left hidden dangers.
Her weakness was seen by Yang Xuanzhen again. In order to obtain the Heavenly Book in Liu Xuanyan's hand, Yang Xuanzhen colluded with an outsider Ji Xuande. As a result, both sides suffered losses, and eventually triggered a civil war in the Xuansu Sect, and a prosperous sect collapsed like this.
.The paths of the three Nascent Soul monks in the sect will become increasingly unsatisfactory in the future.
"Senior Liu saved these people probably to subdue them. After all, even if Xuan Su Sect wanted to mobilize people from Nanya Prefecture to Qingli Sea, there would be many inconveniences. Even if the treasure ship was built, it could only transport monks, not
It may be a waste of transportation capacity to transport mortals. If you want to lay down a foundation here in Qingli Sea, you must use local people." After listening to Qingchan's story, Han Yan immediately agreed and said.
As long as the cross-continental teleportation array can operate, there will be at least hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in profit every year, and there will be very frequent communication with Qingli Hai.
The Yunxiao Sect relied on its monopoly on the cross-continental teleportation array to obtain extremely huge profits, which could be exchanged for various precious resources. It continuously cultivated Yuanying and was now the second most powerful sect in Qi.
Zhang Zhixuan asked interestingly: "How are you going to deal with these people on Dafang Island?"
Han Yan said: "I am going to let them worship Qingxuan Sect."
"Why don't you accept me as a guest of the family?"
Han Yan smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid it's impossible for the Zhang family to run the teleportation array alone. Even if the three of us are lucky enough to become Nascent Soul, I'm afraid there won't be enough backbones in the family. After all, the family needs
Relying on bloodline, the speed of development is probably far slower than that of the sect.
If we want to make progress on our path in the future, we are afraid that we will have to rely on the sect as much as possible for resources. Just relying on the Zhang family's hundreds of monks will not be able to provide too many resources to support our practice."