Ha ha!
Wow hahaha!
In a strange forest, Ge Laodao was like a madman, swinging his palms one after another, causing mountains and rivers to collapse and rivers to break.
The mountains here are white, the trees are black, and even the water looks like kerosene.
This is a distorted world.
A voice that was indistinguishable between a man and a woman came from the other side: "Master Ge! Don't go too far! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
Ge Laodao laughed loudly: "People are in high spirits when good things happen to them. Crazy Yao is out to fight!"
Just now Fatty Xia sent a message via wooden kite.
The gift of thunder sound!
I, the old Taoist priest, have a sharp eye. Otherwise, why would I choose to listen to Haihu Zuijiu when the territory of Qingyuan is thousands of miles in radius? Why would a lake of turtles preach on the small island where the little thing is
Fate is wonderful!
Who knows if that little thing can awaken the bloodline of a divine beast, or is that what the old Taoist said
According to the tradition of the cultivation world, he was the first to discover the turtle and he was the one who led it into the Tao. Su He also practiced his skills. Tianran was a disciple of Ge Laodao.
Only when Master Ge clearly states that he will not accept any, can others join in.
But only a fool wouldn’t accept it.
A divine tortoise with dragon tortoise bloodline, gifted with thunder sound. His character is not bad either. If you don't accept me as a disciple, do you think I am a junior like Feng Yiju, whose brain has become abnormal
Thinking of Feng Yi Ju, Taoist Ge became furious.
Youngster! I'm fighting for my sect in the Sanhe wasteland, and you're bullying my disciples at home? You want to bully everyone in my lineage? When I get back, I'll tear down your Changsheng Palace!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He swung his fist and threw it out. With a tiger roar, the mountains ten miles away collapsed. The voice that was neither yin nor yang came over angrily: "Ge Jiansan! Do you, the Qingyuan Sect, want to monopolize the Sanhe Wasteland?!"
The Sanhe Wasteland is a special space, rich in rare minerals and spiritual plants that are not found in the outside world.
Originally, the Qingyuan Sect had no place here, but over the past three hundred years, as the Qingyuan Sect's size grew dramatically, it not only got a foot in the door, but even became the biggest beneficiary.
Now you're attacking me for no reason, and you still want to take it all for yourself
If you can swallow it, can you keep it? The reason why the wasteland is called wasteland is that it cannot be developed. No one can develop the wasteland. The mountains and rivers in the wasteland are constantly changing. The mountains you see today may no longer be seen after you wake up. It's as if everyone has been teleported to another place.
Moreover, evil creatures might appear at any time. Can Qingyuan Sect defend itself with just one person? Is Qingyuan Sect willing to throw in a few masters of the Seven Veins’ chief level
Ge Laodao laughed and said, "Why are you so stingy? You won't die if you hit me!"
The little Taoist boy huddled in the corner and trembled: It was the Grandmaster who hit you, if you want revenge, go to the Grandmaster, don’t look for me, the little Taoist priest…
The camel beside him nodded in agreement, then he took out Ge Laodao's wine gourd from somewhere and secretly gulped down the wine.
Ge Laodao was furious and kicked the camel, causing its hump to tremble.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to the sect? Even when I'm not here, someone dares to take advantage of my disciple. Go back and protect him!"
Calculating the time, it's already time for turtles to hibernate. So the little turtle should hibernate too, right? Let this silly camel go back to protect the law, so that the little turtle won't be attacked while hibernating.
Zhuang Ye was completely confused, pointing his hoof at his head in disbelief: I’ve only been here for one day, and I’ve fallen out of favor
The turtle lives in the water, right? How can you bear to let a camel go into the water to protect the turtle
Zhuang Ye doesn't like the environment of Qingyuan Mountain because there is too much water and it is too humid. He prefers the desert, but since he followed Taoist Ge, he has never seen what the desert looks like again.
homesick!
“When you go back, take a stroll in the Water Palace. I don’t know what’s wrong with that stupid crocodile next door. He beats me up every day.” The three courtyards of the Beast Taming Valley are just where Taoist Ge stays. His real temple is under the Xiangshui River.
Ge Laodao's second incarnation is a turtle, and he feels more comfortable underwater.
The camel left yesterday, but it did not essentially leave the Sanhe Wasteland. Although it went out, it was still enveloped by the spatial force of the Sanhe Wasteland, so Su Huanian was unable to sense that it was it.
Sanhe Wasteland is special, it is only open once every three years, once you leave, you can’t come back, you have to wait three years. Yesterday, the Taoist priest used special means to tear off the space of Sanhe Wasteland, wrapped the camel and threw him back to Qingyuan Gate.
So the camel suddenly disappeared when he left. That was the fusion of space. The space that enveloped him was directly recalled by the Sanhe Wasteland.
This time, going out was not so magical. The camel could not appear directly at Qingyuan Gate, but had to run all the way back from the exit.
Quite far.
Uncle Zhuang was sad for a moment, then immediately became cheerful, jumping and running towards the exit of the wasteland without looking back.
I've had enough of this place. They don't even want to give me a sip of wine. I'm going back to Changqing Peak with my little turtle to steal some wine!
Changqing Peak specializes in spiritual plants, and the wine they brew is also unique. I've been craving for it for several months.
Let’s go!
It grunted a few times.
Little Taoist boy, I'm leaving, you stay here and serve the old man! Next time, put three handfuls of salt in the roast chicken, it will choke him to death!
At this moment, Tinghai Lake is very lively.
Eighteen two-meter-tall yellow-turbaned warriors are carrying mountains, dividing water, filling ditches, and digging canals... They are building a Taoist temple in Tinghai Lake.
The Qingyuan Sect built a temple not to help Su He build a palace or a loft, but to transform Tinghai Lake into a geographical environment that was extremely suitable for his practice.
Or it could be said that he was listening to Haihu arranging the Feng Shui formation.
The battle formation diagram was drawn up by Su Huanian and Xia Dali themselves, and the material consumption was more than three times what Feng Yi Ju decided yesterday.
Feng Yiju stood on the Sky Viewing Platform outside the Changsheng Palace with his hands behind his back. This was the highest point of the main peak of Qingyuan Mountain, with thousands of feet of mountains at his feet, and from here he could see all parts of Qingyuan Sect.
Feng Yiju let out a long breath.
He now somewhat regretted his words of "forbidden" that day. If the bloodline of the divine beast had the opportunity to suppress the luck of Qingyuan Sect for thousands of years, coupled with the innate thunder sound, this was basically a foregone conclusion.
Even if the turtle cannot purify its blood and turn into a true dragon turtle, this talent has a chance to allow the turtle to reach the Heavenly Realm, which is not much different from a divine beast.
As soon as Feng Yiju received the news this morning, he issued an order, saying that the Haihu Dojo would not be built according to the specifications of the hall master, but would be built according to Su He's needs, without considering the cost of materials.
The formation diagram was made by Su Huanian and Xia Dali. Su Huanian understood what was needed for his martial arts, and Xia Dali understood what turtles needed in life.
There are 28 sunbathing terraces in Baili Tinghai Lake, arranged according to the 28 constellations. Sandy land for hibernation, ditches for shrimp farming... If the green snake hadn't come through the back door pitifully, Snake Valley would have become Su He's villa.
Even so, Snake Valley built a sun-drying platform and a rain-listening corridor specifically for him.
When Luotuo arrived at Tinghai Lake with murderous intent, he was confused by the bustling construction site. What happened to Brother Turtle, who was supposed to be living in dire straits
Didn't you say you were terrified of being restricted by someone
Aren't you always worried about being plotted against, going hungry one day and eating full the next
As soon as it left the Sanhe Wasteland, it sensed that the camel hair given to Su He had been activated. What kind of hell on earth was this person living in that the life-saving magic power he had just given out would be used immediately
It didn't even want to waste time catching its breath, so it ran over 100,000 miles in one breath, desperately rushing back to support its turtle brother. As a result, it saw the turtle lying on the stone platform, enjoying the crocodile's honor, and watching with great interest the Yellow Turban Warrior building a temple for him.
What?!
(End of this chapter)