The night sky is deep, the stars are like dust, and everything is silent.
The world was peaceful, but the heaven was bustling with activity. Xiong Er gave orders and each had their own division of labor.
People such as Chu Lingyu and Hongchenxue led millions of people to imprint the artistic conception of swordsmanship and alchemy.
People like Wuya who are familiar with the secrets of space have led people to major ancient cities in Xuanhuang, renting attics in advance to open up space, just waiting for the artistic conception to take over.
For example, Long Yi and Long Wu began to lead people to carve formation patterns, add protective barriers and attack formations.
Although Xiong Er is unconventional, he is still very reliable at critical moments. Like a general, he issues orders in an orderly manner, and the monks in heaven cooperate unconditionally.
For three whole days, this guy didn't sleep a wink. It was rare for him to show off his talents. He was crazy with excitement and his mind was full of business opportunities.
In three days, the Sword Artistic Concept Pavilion and the Alchemy Artistic Concept Pavilion were opened in major ancient cities in Zhongzhou.
As soon as the news came out, Zhongzhou immediately boiled.
Who is the Sword God? According to the myths of the heavens, he is known as the most promising person of the era to become emperor. His swordsmanship is priceless in every way.
Who is Alchemy Master? He is the supreme master in alchemy. His alchemy skills have reached the state of transformation, which is the dream of alchemists. His artistic conception of alchemy is also priceless.
"Is it true? Is this such a good thing?" The monks gathered around were discussing, looking surprised.
"It's true. The clones of the Sword God's disciple and the Alchemy Goddess are both there. There shouldn't be anything wrong with that."
"What's going on? A disciple of the Sword God and an Alchemy Goddess, both of whom are short of money?"
"I don't care if she's in need or not, I have to take a look. If you're late, you won't be able to get in line, so you have to collect money." Many people have already set off, and this is true for all parties.
Zhongzhou is bustling, and people from all over, whether they are sects or casual cultivators, are flocking to the nearest ancient city.
Looking from a distance, every ancient city has two attic buildings filled with people and long queues.
Among them, there are many strong ones, but they all behave well. No matter they are Alchemy Lord or Sword God, they cannot be messed with.
There are many people and few lofts, so we can't let people wait.
Xiong Er is a beast, building one building next to another.
According to what he said, the number of people who come is limited and time is of the essence. The more people who come, the better. People who come will make money.
Chu Lingyu and Hongchenxue were not so powerful, and they formed clones one after another.
In almost every attic, there are clones sitting cross-legged.
The disciples of the Sword God and the Alchemy Goddess represent the Sword God and the Alchemy God. No one questions the authenticity of the artistic conception.
Zhongzhou is on fire, and the Beiyue Mountains in the Eastern Wasteland and Western Monan Region are also on fire. The ancient cities are bustling with activity.
So much so that they all went to the ancient city, and it was difficult to see any monks outside. This phenomenon was very strange.
With business so booming, there is no reason not to make any money.
A lot of Origin Stones have been sent in a steady stream, piled up into mountains. The number is so huge that the monks in Heaven are shocked. Money is so easy to earn
"Wow, there are so many Origin Stones!" Xiao Jiuxian came up and looked at the piles of Origin Stones. Ling Che's big eyes were shining and he was drooling.
"Heavenly Court is full of talented people." On the hilltop, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint sighed, "I didn't expect this little fat guy to be a good money-maker."
"It is undeniable that the way you look at me is admiration." Xiong Er pursed his hair and looked full of force.
"It's okay to pretend like this." Thief Zhi said with a serious expression on his face, his eyes radiating a thief's light.
"Let's beat him up when we have time!" Xie Yun squatted not far away with his hands clasped and said meaningfully.
"Heroes see the same thing." Situ Nan responded.
"Those three guys, come here." Xiong Er called out, "Everyone is busy, only you are free."
"Hey!" The three of them stopped and just picked up the guy.
"Ye Chen, the three of them are not cooperating." Xiong Er took a full breath and howled at Jade Girl Peak.
"You fat little bear, you know a lot!" Black lines were running around the foreheads of the three of them, as black as coke.
"Bang!" Xiong Er disagreed. We have the Holy Lord's order, which is very powerful, and he still messes with me.
With that said, the man asked the female cultivator from heaven to count the source stones, and then sent them to the base of the formation to maintain the formation.
However, this guy also used his personal power.
For example, I asked two beautiful sisters to rub their shoulders and rub their legs, and they pretended it was for work.
The picture looked a bit funny. From a distance, it looked like a small Maitreya Buddha, looking cheerful.
"Here, take the rubbing and show it to Junior Sister Ruxuan another day." Xie Yun and others all took out the memory crystals, many of them, and smiled very obscenely.
At the top of Jade Girl Peak, Ye Chen stood and smiled as he watched.
If you have enough source stones, you have enough capital.
The breeze blew and stirred up his white hair, leaving streaks of blood at the corners of his mouth that he couldn't wipe away.
His aura instantly withered, his cultivation fell directly to the Qi Condensation realm, and his lifespan also plummeted.
The thick death energy surged and overwhelmed him again.
At this moment, those treasures that delay aging have become decorations and cannot stop his aging.
"Don't touch Zhou Tian." The old words sounded, and Zhou Yi appeared beside him, dispelling the death energy.
He knew very well that Ye Chen could calculate that the big clan would be unblocked within three months, but he was relying on Zhou Tian's deduction.
Moreover, he moved more than once, otherwise his cultivation would not have dropped so quickly. It was Zhou Tian's backlash.
"Once or twice, it doesn't matter." Ye Chen smiled.
"I regret it, I regret passing on Zhou Tian to you." Zhou Yi sighed, and his Manchu words were full of guilt.
"Without senior Zhou Tian, where would today's heaven be worth it?" Ye Chen smiled, never blaming Zhou Yi from beginning to end, but instead wanted to thank him.
Zhou Yi sighed and shook his head, but did not leave. He wanted to keep an eye on Ye Chen to prevent the little kid from doing something stupid again.
Below, everyone is still busy and full of energy, and the source stone has the power.
More Origin Stones were transmitted from major ancient cities, more and more each time, and the people who saw them were dazzled.
However, it was not over yet, Tianting still underestimated Xiong Er, and his carefully planned business opportunities were unfolded one by one.
This fellow is quite ambitious and has outlined a grand blueprint that involves many industries, such as restaurants, grocery stores, elixir shops, and secret arts pavilions.
Originally, he wanted to open a few brothels for fun.
However, as soon as he said this thought, Shangguan Yu'er and the others took him away and beat him to death.
Honestly, I’m honest now, it’s mainly because my face hurts.
In just ten days, more than 90% of the ancient cities in Xuanhuang Continent have basically created the industry of Heavenly Court.
This is also due to the large number of people in Tianting, and also due to the strong financial resources of Tianting, which are enough for him to control. If it were other forces and sects, they would never be able to achieve such a scale.
His so-called money empire has begun to take shape. It is not empty talk, but it really has that kind of strength.
In order to be worthy of this money empire, Long Yi and Long Wu doubled their protective barriers and attack formations like animals. If they have money, they will be willful.
At this moment, the Great Chu Tianting really needs money and people, defense and defense, and attack and attack. It is truly impregnable.
The money empire rose, but Ye Chen fell.
The stiff body finally fell into the breeze.
Too many people rushed to the Jade Girl Peak, and no matter how many Origin Stones they had, they couldn't conceal their eagerness. That was the commander of Heavenly Court.
Ye Chen was lying on the clouds, having fallen into a coma. His cultivation level was still falling, and he was drowned by the billowing death energy again and again.
"Damn it, stop it, stop it for me." Xie Yun, Situ Nan and Xiong Er all roared, their eyes bloodshot. They all looked like crazy, pulling out their origins and pouring into Ye Chen crazily. in vivo.
"Stop, please stop." Lin Shihua and Shangguan Yu'er also took action, with tearful eyes filled with essence and origin, instilling them at any cost.
However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not stop Ye Chen's decline in cultivation and the aging of his life wheel. They watched Ye Chen turn into a mortal.
He is not dead, but the oil has run out and the lamp has dried up. Like a weak candle, there is a possibility of being extinguished at any moment.
At the top of Jade Girl Peak, it was eerily quiet. The men's eyes were blood red, and the women's eyes were filled with tears, full of grief and indignation.
Damn Zhou Tian, bending his waist.
The damn years have turned his hair white.
Damn the world, it made his heart grow old.
A good person has been tortured to death.
ah.!
In the Great Chu Heavenly Court, fifty million monks all looked up to the sky and roared.
This sound was full of anger towards the sky, which made the sky furious. Billions of thunders roared, and the sky and the earth turned pale.
Ruotian Suzaku came, sighed, took him deep into the fairy mountain, and put him into a spiritual pool.
In the sky, the destruction of heaven and earth is also a sigh.
They seemed to be able to see through the mist and the mountain peaks. They had lived for countless years, but there was nothing they could do.
Looking at their most stunning junior, the old eyes are full of sadness. He has the appearance of an emperor, but has no chance of becoming an emperor.
Unparalleled heroes, heroes come to an end, they have seen too much, leaving behind a series of sorrows in the world of mortals.
Night falls quietly, with an ancient desolation.
In the spiritual pool, the water was rippling, and Ye Chen lay quietly, the death energy surrounding him, always trying to devour him.
By the pool, Ruotian Suzaku was silent, slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and touched an ancient seal.
Ye Chen opened his eyes, but he was not in the spiritual pool.
In front of his eyes was a layer of mist, misty and hazy.
The fog dissipated, revealing a beautiful mountain and river.
"Da Chu." Ye Chen whispered, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
"It's as beautiful as in my memory." A misty female voice sounded, and Ruotian Suzaku appeared beside him, looking at Dachu, which was also her hometown.
"Senior's dream method is really a blessing." Ye Chen smiled slightly, not too shocked.
"With your lifespan, it will be difficult for you to survive until Dachu returns. I will bring you to see it in advance, and take it as a wish."
"It has long been imprinted in the soul." Ye Chen raised his head slightly and seemed to be able to see ten figures across the sky.
That was the Great Chu Emperor. From Emperor Chu to Liu Ruyan, they stood side by side, all wearing ancient armors and battle clothes.
Below, there are Dachu monks, neatly arranged in a square formation, with the battle flags of the heavens shouting to the sky.
Their eyes were all looking in the direction of Xuanhuang.
After three hundred years of wasted time, Chu will finally return.
It's a pity that some people can wait, and some people may not be able to wait, and can only watch quietly in their dreams.