Tian Yuan

"Where can I get Lingshi?"

The fight outside was in full swing, and it had nothing to do with Chen Qingyuan.He only had one thought now, how to get enough resources, and frowned.

The matter of moving the clan cannot be careless.

Even if Chen Qingyuan asked everyone in the sect to hand over their bottom line, it would still be far from enough, a drop in the bucket.

If you want to gather wool, you have to pick the biggest one.

"A bottomless pit!"

Looking at the black cauldron in his hand, Chen Qingyuan cursed again.

Neither Qingzong's family fortune nor the treasure house of Yuxu Mountain sent by the old man could satisfy Heiding's appetite.Not to mention spiritual marrow and strange treasures, there are hundreds of top-grade spiritual veins alone.

You must know that for an ordinary first-class force, there are only a few top-grade spiritual veins to lay the foundation and develop slowly.

"It would be great if we could turn other people's attacks into the power to move the clan."

Chen Qingyuan was very distressed when he saw the squandering of the strongmen of various sects.Not moving at all is refining the entire spiritual meridian to use it as the power to mobilize the holy soldiers, how rich and powerful!

"Om-"

The ancient black cauldron suddenly trembled a few times.

Although Hei Ding didn't speak, Chen Qingyuan was strangely able to understand his meaning.

"You said it could be done?"

Chen Qingyuan figured out what Hei Ding meant, and was both surprised and delighted.

"Om..."

The cauldron shook and nodded.

"Don't tell me sooner." Chen Qingyuan slapped him lightly, and Hei Ding didn't dare to refute, he was very wronged.

If he could speak, Hei Ding would definitely argue: "Master, you didn't ask, can you blame me?"

I really don't want to do this kind of hard work.

Hei Ding wanted to get angry very much, but as soon as he felt Chen Qingyuan's breath, he lost his temper and behaved like a good baby.

Back in the day, Ben used all his might to overwhelm Wanyu, crossed the Shenqiao, went deep into the law of the emperor's pattern and retreated completely.

now,

"How to do?"

Chen Qingyuan asked hurriedly.

"Zheng-"

The palm-sized black cauldron floated up, making a slight trembling sound.

Chen Qingyuan probably understood what Hei Ding meant, and fell into deep thought.

According to Hei Ding's expression, it is not difficult to use the power of a powerful enemy to transfer the clan.It is only necessary to integrate the power of the tripod pattern into the protective formation, and then the attacks of the various sects will fall into the formation and be absorbed by the black cauldron in turn.

"Estimated to take two days."

Chen Qingyuan made some calculations and frowned.

"Next time there is such a way, remember to say it earlier."

Seeing hope, Chen Qingyuan's eyes showed joy.Then, he slapped Heiding again, pretending to be fierce.

"..."

Hei Ding was speechless, this day is really too difficult.

If I knew it would be hard for me to follow this master, I should have kept silent and stayed quiet for the time being.

When this idea came up, Hei Ding cut it off immediately.

If I really want to do this, when this master wakes up, I think I will really be treated as a urinal, and I feel humiliated when I think about it.

If you suffer, you will suffer!

I hope that this master can treat himself kindly in the future and restore himself to his original state.

Next, Chen Qingyuan ran directly to the eye of the formation.

"Junior brother, don't mess around."

The elders were afraid that Chen Qingyuan would disrupt the operation of the sect guarding formation, so they warned.However, the elders did not stop them, because they believed that Chen Qingyuan would not make trouble at such a time.

Came straight to the eye of the formation, Chen Qingyuan and Lin Changsheng were not far away.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Changsheng struggled to support the formation, his face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be struggling.

"Brother, I need your help."

Immediately, Chen Qingyuan explained the general situation through sound transmission.

"Is it really possible?"

Lin Changsheng was somewhat worried about Qingzong's safety.

"Leverage strength, this is the best way at present." Chen Qingyuan said solemnly: "Consuming the resources of the sect, even if the transfer of the sect is completed, it will be a waste of money to go to the old land. What do you use for cultivation?"

"How sure are you?"

Lin Changsheng asked.

"I can't guarantee it, I can only say that this is the only way out at present."

Chen Qingyuan pondered.

"Boom rumble..."

Even with the help of Buddhism and Ewha Palace, Qingzong still needs to face some strong people, relying on a large formation to resist foreign enemies.

Of course, the guardian array is definitely not Qingzong's only trump card.

The real root is the mountain of hearing.

However, I heard that Daoshan's things should not be used lightly.Once it is moved, it will probably damage the foundation of Qingzong, and it cannot be repaired.

"Brother, trust your judgment."

Lin Changsheng hesitated for a few breaths, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, brother, for your trust."

Chen Qingyuan nodded heavily.

So, with the help of Lin Changsheng, the Dao pattern of the black cauldron slowly spread to every corner of the guardian array.

This process takes some time, about two days.

While Lin Changsheng had to resist foreign enemies, he also had to ensure that the Dao pattern of the black cauldron was integrated with the grand formation, so that no mistakes could be made.

One can imagine how much pressure Lin Changsheng was under.

Standing at the back, looking at Lin Changsheng's back, Chen Qingyuan clenched his fists tightly with a solemn expression.

Brother, when I grow up, you won't work so hard.

Chen Qingyuan yearns for strength, and only by letting Qingzong move to the old land, can he get enough time. When he stands on the top of the cloud, all the grievances and grievances in the past can be resolved.

You guys, just wait!

Chen Qingyuan looked at the group of powerful enemies outside the formation, his eyes gradually became calm from the initial anger.

The black cauldron floated beside Chen Qingyuan, trembling inexplicably.

In this life, this master will definitely not repeat the same mistakes and truly realize his ideals.

Hei Ding was in awe of Chen Qingyuan, and after 30 years of ignorance, he finally waited for the opportunity to accompany him again.

Outside, the war is mixed, and the law is rioting.

Countless monks hid in the distance to watch the battle, watching the excitement was no big deal.

The rise and fall of Qingzong seems to have nothing to do with those spectators.As for Qingzong's kindness, it has long been forgotten by the world.

The crisis is lifted, who remembers the people who suppressed the crisis.

Human nature is what it is.

"嘭, 嘭,. ..."

The void outside Qingzong was sunk for millions of miles, it was terrifying.

This scuffle lasted for two full days, and dozens of cracks appeared in the guardian array, which could be breached at any time.

In the dark, the top bosses are competing with each other and cannot intervene.

"Junior brother, it's up to you."

After blending the Dao pattern of the black cauldron with the formation, Lin Changsheng could breathe a sigh of relief, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, his face was haggard, his breathing was disordered, and his voice was slightly hoarse and weak.

"Ah."

Chen Qingyuan was located in a palace, controlled the ancient black cauldron, and began to devour the power of foreign enemies.

This move must be hidden, so as not to be discovered by the enemy.

"Why hasn't the formation been broken?"

"strangeness."

"Maybe it's Qingzong's special power. If we work harder, we will definitely be able to break through the formation protecting the sect."

After another half a day, the powerhouses consumed a lot of resources, but they still failed to smash the formation, so they were puzzled.

There were obviously cracks on the formation, but they still couldn't be broken, something was wrong.