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Qian Xinyuan's goal is simple.
He wanted to try his best to expand the Qian family's influence and help Lin Xi.
If you have to re-plan, it will waste a lot of time.
Lin Xi's realm improved quickly.
The changes in heaven and earth are also drastic.
Ordinary monks can already feel a special meaning.
Therefore, Qian Xinyuan was very anxious. He was afraid that even though he worked hard to develop the Qian family, he would not be able to provide any help to his son.
But there is really no way now.
Fenhuang City is the top fairy city in Zhongzhou, and the Qian family is not qualified to talk to it.
"Master Qian is wise." Deacon Chen lowered his head and said.
He also admired the Qian family's means and courage.
But he is a cultivator after all.
Has a life span of thousands of years.
Naturally, I subconsciously feel that if it doesn't work now, it won't matter if it develops slowly for decades or hundreds of years and then settles in Zhongzhou.
This is Zhongzhou, there is nothing wrong with accumulating more strength.
Therefore, I don’t agree with the Qian family’s radical ideas.
"Don't worry, why don't you let me try." At this time, a voice came from outside the house. The voice was a bit young, but it seemed calm and clean.
Deacon Chen turned his head and looked dissatisfied.
Who?
Who is interrupting such a big thing?
He saw a young man with a tall and straight figure, who looked very energetic in a smart black suit, and the unique aura dancing around his body was like a messy brilliance.
The temperament is very unique. Staring carefully is like looking directly into the abyss, and a disturbing and suffocating feeling of fear arises spontaneously.
"You...are..." Butler Chen lowered his head respectfully: "I have met senior Lin Xi."
He recognized the man in front of him.
As the deacon of the Eternal Palace, he knew very well how powerful the man in front of him was. Why did the Eternal Palace care so much about the Qian family? It wasn't because of him.
Lin Xi is here.
"Dad, Mom, I'm disturbing your world." Lin Xi stepped forward with a playful smile.
Qian Xinyuan smiled and cursed at the sight: "You brat, if you don't practice in seclusion, why are you here? Are you a semi-saint?"
"How could it be so fast?" Lin Xi was helpless.
"Then continue practicing. You don't have to worry about the Qian family's affairs."
"That's not possible. I am the young head of the Qian family. How can I not worry about it?"
"You little bastard, I'm not dead, so I need you as the head of the family to tell me what to do?" Qian Xinyuan was about to kick him: "Get out of here, get out of here."
He also has his own pride.
How can I let my son solve problems that he can't solve himself?
Lin Xi avoided Qian Xinyuan lightly, and then reported openly and openly: "Mom, dad is going to kick me."
"Your dad has been in a bad mood lately, maybe I'll feel a little happier if I kick you in the feet." Qingxia said lightly.
"..."
Lin Xi sat upright and said: "I am serious, not joking. Maybe I can talk about the matter of Burning Huang City and things can turn around."
"Do you have any friendship with people from Fenhuang City?" Qian Xinyuan asked.
"That's not true."
"Then you are a fool to communicate. They won't even give you the face of the Eternal Immortal Palace."
"You have to give it a try." Lin Xi said seriously: "I know how important this matter is to the Qian family. Time is tight. It will waste too much time to tear it down and start over."
The Qian family felt the urgency.
Why isn't Lin Xi in a hurry?
He always feels that big things will happen in the future.
So he needs to find ways to improve himself.
But it is difficult to make a breakthrough in a short period of time, so naturally we have to seek external improvements first.
"It's not safe to go to Fenhuang City." Qingxia frowned and said softly.
Lin Xi smiled and said: "I have been to Zhongzhou many times. Mom and dad, don't worry. Even if I want to run away, even the half-saint can't kill me."
"Really?" Qian Xinyuan was dubious.
He is only human after all.
In his opinion, high-level monks are more powerful than low-level monks.
So he has no idea about his son's strength.
Lin Xi said confidently: "Of course."
Qian Xinyuan looked at Qingxia. Qingxia thought for a moment and nodded.
Even Qingxia had to admit that her son did have good abilities.
"Then you go and give it a try. Remember to be careful and don't provoke those big forces in Zhongzhou." Qian Xinyuan urged.
Lin Xi smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Dad."
Then he looked at Deacon Chen: "I want to borrow the teleportation array of Immortal Palace."
"No problem, no problem." Deacon Chen nodded hurriedly. He didn't dare to say no. This matter didn't even need to be reported.
After chatting for a while, Lin Xi followed Deacon Chen and flew directly to the Immortal Palace of Eternity.
Qian Xinyuan hugged Qingxia's waist and was filled with emotion: "I didn't expect that our Qian family would not only produce a descendant who can cultivate immortals, but also have such high strength now. Thanks to you, we finally fulfilled the inheritance passed down by our ancestors from generation to generation.
dream."
Qingxia's cheeks were slightly red and she was a little shy, but then she said seriously: "Husband, isn't this curse of the Qian family too strange? How can there be a bloodline that can never give birth to spiritual roots?"
This is something she has always wondered about.
Now that we are in the spirit world, we may have a chance to figure this out.
"Maybe the ancestors of the Qian family did something to anger God." Qian Xinyuan smiled, his eyes flickering: "There is nothing to study about this kind of thing."
Although Qingxia was a little confused, she didn't say anything more.
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Teleportation arrays across large areas are often very ancient and huge.
Ordinary forces simply do not have the ability to build such a teleportation array.
Therefore, almost all such formations have been handed down from ancient times, which may also show that the civilization of cultivating immortals was more prosperous in ancient times.
Lin Xi came to Zhongzhou with the help of the teleportation array of Eternal Immortal Palace.
Then he took the teleportation array continuously and spent about three days arriving at Fenhuang City located in the southeast of Zhongzhou.
As a powerful fairy city that is as famous as Scarlet Star City, Burning Wasteland Immortal City is naturally extraordinary and has a myriad of features. There are seven top forces that can rival the Yuhua Sect.
I don’t know how many affiliated immortal forces there are.
The only place that is slightly worse than Red Star City is probably the lack of Divine Light.
After all, this has a little less background than Scarlet Star City.
But it's already terrible.
Since it is such an all-encompassing and powerful fairy city, there is naturally a problem. The top forces divide and conquer and jointly manage Fenhuang City.
It is actually difficult to find a force that can decide everything in Fenhuang City.
Especially the Qian family wants to settle in Fenhuang City.
A solid foundation is needed.
But there is no free space in Fenhuang City. If you want to settle in, it is equivalent to taking away the territory belonging to the top forces, and naturally there will be many obstacles.
At the same time, the development of business must get the nod of these big forces, otherwise it will be difficult.
"It is really not easy to reach a consensus with all these big forces." Lin Xi carefully observed Fenhuang City.
Fenhuang City is located in a prosperous place in Zhongzhou, and there are countless vassal forces around it. The territory stretches. If it can be settled, business development will indeed be unfavorable.
The vast majority of forces want to settle in, but the only option is to become a vassal force.
Unless it is powerful enough to change the pattern of Fenhuang City.
Choose a force to replace it.
Unfortunately, the Qian family neither has this ability nor does it want to become a vassal of others.
"Then let's go." Lin Xi chose a faction and then visited them.