"We will go away with the Xia benefactor, so King Liang must not miss him." These words were left by Yun Buddha.
As early as two months ago, Xia Qingchen mobilized the power of Tingxue Tower to transfer the Nebula Sect and the Holy Sect collectively.
In such a cold environment, there is no trace of concern for him.
King Liang was angry: "Xia Qingchen has long wanted to leave Liangjing! This traitor!"
Looking at the shadows of the three thousand monster beasts that were only the afterimages of Tianmo, King Liang roared loudly: "Xia Qingchen! I don't believe it, this great Liang realm, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, can't survive without you!"
The roar reached straight to the sky and fell into Xia Qingchen's ears.
He looked back at Liangzhou City, which was as small as dust, and said lightly: "I hope so too."
Although he left, he still hopes that Liangjing will be stable.
Even without him guarding the border, he can still defend against foreign enemies and ensure the safety of all people.
"Xiahou, if Liangjing is in trouble, for your sake, I can do my best to help." King Zhongyun saw Xia Qingchen's thoughts and said magnanimously.
Xia Qingchen was deeply moved: "Thank you, King Zhongyun!"
After a pause, he said: "After arriving at the fiefdom, prepare a secret room, and I will preach to King Zhongyun and all the pavilion masters alone. I hope it will be of benefit to you."
King Zhongyun and all the powerful people in the middle moon position were all ecstatic in their hearts, and they bowed respectfully to thank him.
"Thank you Xiahou!"
"Thank you teacher!"
Xia Qingchen nodded slightly. Only in the Zhongyun realm could he feel that his talents were respected.
In Zhongyun Realm, with such a wise king and such a humble leader who protects the country, it is difficult to imagine a brilliant future.
At the same time, Xia Qingchen had an idea in his heart.
Looking at the two realms of Zhongyun and Liang, the inheritance has been cut off for thousands of years, and it is difficult for a master of the Zhongyue position to advance even one foot at a time.
And the existing low-level inheritance is in the hands of the royal family, aristocratic families and others. Even ordinary people with amazing talents must be constrained by inheritance and bow their heads under a certain force.
Whether they are high-level experts or low-level warriors, their martial arts paths are severely restricted.
Now that we are here, why not pass on to the world a complete and systematic theory of martial arts from the Chen realm to the Moon realm.
Let the poor people in the world learn by themselves without a teacher and pursue the ultimate limit of martial arts without spending hundreds of years.
Let the confused high-level people clear the clouds and reach a higher level of martial arts without leaving any regrets in the world.
The land of the Three Realms is where he, the Qingchen God King, comes again, how can he not bless him?
A few days later.
At the border with Liangjing's northern border, King Zhongyun took out a map and drew a circle on it with his finger.
"Xiahou! From today on, this fiefdom belongs to you." The circle it forms stretches for one hundred thousand miles from the border to the north, and one million miles across from the east and west sides.
It is a country of ice and snow covering tens of millions of miles!
"This place is rich in resources, including minerals, monsters, and spiritual herbs. It is far superior to the other nine feudal lords." King Zhongyun gave him the best piece of fiefdom.
"Everything belongs to you, but the Yi Mo Crystal Mine needs to be handed over." King Zhongyun said: "This thing is of no use to you, but it is of far-reaching significance to me."
Xia Qingchen was curious, why were King Liang and King Zhongyun so keen on Yimo Crystal Mine?
Hundreds of wars broke out between the two sides and lasted for thousands of years.
But the only function of Yimo Mine is to forge the ascension platform for the powerful ones who attack the gods.
King Zhongyun and King Liang obviously have no use for it. Their ability to break through the Great Moon Position in this life is limited, let alone gods?
However, neither he nor King Liang ever said it. It seems that there is a secret that Xia Qingchen cannot explain clearly.
"Okay." Xia Qingchen has a lot of Yimo ore in his hand, enough to be mined in Liangjing for a hundred years. The few mined in his fiefdom are really not worth mentioning.
King Zhongyun laughed and pointed to the center of the fiefdom: "There is a big city in your fiefdom that is as prosperous as my royal capital. Why not designate that place as the central city of the fiefdom."
Xia Qingchen has no problem.
But in the middle of the process, a small town under a mountain attracted Xia Qingchen's attention.
There is ice and snow in all directions, but the city is as warm as spring, just like the cold southern border.
"Where is this place?" Xia Qingchen asked.
It was an unknown town that King Zhongyun certainly didn't recognize. He looked at Huang Zizhen behind him, who immediately said: "Reporting to Xiahou, this is a small southern town called Black Snow City."
"Because of its geography, the weather is like spring all year round and the climate is very pleasant."
Xia Qingchen was surprised: "Why is it named Black Snow City?"
"That's because, every other year, there will be black snowflakes here for a month continuously, so it is called Black Snow City."
Yeah?
Xia Qingchen squinted his eyes and looked at it. Suddenly, he faintly caught a glimpse of the black snow peaks behind Black Snow City, and a looming gray smoke drifted away.
Ghostly?
His mental method "Seven Star Magic Book" has long lost its original effect as his level has improved.
Xia Qingchen has long had the idea of cultivating a ghost method, but this method requires strong ghost energy to practice.
There are few places in the world that breed ghost energy.
First of all, it must be a battlefield where a large number of people have died, where there is no sunlight all year round, and it must have been brewing for thousands of years.
Looking at the black snow peak again, due to the terrain, one side does not see sunlight all year round, and black smoke sometimes floats out from there.
This place is definitely an ancient battlefield!
Xia Qingchen was excited and said: "Everyone, please wait a moment!"
He jumped to the top of the mountain, made pills on the spot as usual, and absorbed the ghost energy steaming from the mountain.
After being absorbed, the ghost energy hidden in the mountain spewed out like a volcano erupting, covering the world in darkness.
After an hour, all the ghost energy in the mountain was completely absorbed.
In front of him, there were a hundred more bottles of pills.
The medicinal properties of the pills are naturally not worth mentioning, but the ghost energy absorbed in them is the key to Xia Qingchen's new mental method!
"Why, Xiahou is still an alchemist?" King Zhongyun clicked his tongue in surprise.
Huang Zizhen's face was also full of astonishment: "This...Xiahou really hides it so well!"
King Zhongyun showed a subtle smile: "I have a divine talent in Zhongyun Realm. When the envoy from the Kingdom of God comes, he will definitely be satisfied."
Huang Zizhen's eyes showed infinite admiration, and she was filled with emotion: "The Kingdom of God, a place only gods can reach."
Being able to become a strong person in the mid-moon position, who among them was not a world-famous genius when they were young?
But genius is not enough to enter the Kingdom of God.
Only God is qualified.
The so-called divine talent transcends ordinary people and is superior to the genius!
In the eyes of the envoys of the Kingdom of God, whether they are ordinary geniuses or ordinary geniuses, they are all mediocre mortals.
Only those who are able to ride brilliantly and make the geniuses of their age look up to them are considered geniuses!
In Zhongyun Realm, no genius has been born for many years.
On the contrary, in Liangjing, the four legendary super families occasionally appear.
Xia Qingchen put away the pills, returned to the monster's back and continued moving forward.
at the same time.
Liangzhou City, Buddha-viewing Terrace.
The Forgetful Saint and the purple-eyed demon girl stood looking at each other. The latter looked relaxed and said: "Xia Qingchen was saved by King Zhongyun. It was not your fault. The multi-eyed black demon Buddha cannot save it for you."
The Saint of Forgetfulness raised her eyebrows: "I can't believe that after so many years, he is still so unfathomable."