Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

This requires her soul to enter the virtual world, or her soul to come to the Chinese world in order to realize her plan of extraditing divine power.

But it's quite troublesome to have Xuan Zhengqing waiting at the door all the time.

So, after asking Hua Qingyi whether she could start construction near her shop and getting a positive answer, she bought several houses near the shop.

Then the Ministry of Crafts was called in, and in just two days, the nearby area was built into a magnificent palace.

The main hall is not within the scope of the small shop, so Xuan Zhengqing can usually hold meetings in the main hall, which will not delay his work and can also provide divine power for Zhang Yunqing.

After arranging everything, Zhang Yunqing lay on the bed again, his soul wandering to another world.

It was morning.

She saw that there were a few more people in the small group of Lin Zong and others.

After a careful count, there are now eighteen people.

These people were the survivors they found around in the past few days. They completed the tasks assigned by Zhang Yunqing conscientiously, but there was no blessing from the gods in the past few days.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Zhang Yunqing threw another yellow talisman down and issued them a task:

"Build shelter from the elements."

They were also provided with some regular materials as a reward for finding the survivors earlier.

Then everyone saw a pile of building materials appearing on the ground in front of them, mainly red tiles, blue bricks, and solid wood.

There are also some tools such as axes, hammers, saws, ropes, etc.

"What is this?" Everyone was surprised.

Lin Zong put down the yellow talisman in his hand and said with a smile: "This is a blessing from the gods. We have a new mission and need to build a house."

"Build a house?" Everyone looked up at the vast ruins in front of them and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my god, where can we build this?"

Lin Zong asked: "Is there anyone among you who is good at this? He can be a construction director."

"I know a little bit!" A big man raised his hand: "My brother and I built our house ourselves."

"Uncle Mao, please take the trouble to plan it out and see where we should start." Lin Zong said sincerely, and Li Yuan nodded in agreement.

"Ah, this..." Uncle Mao scratched his head and looked around: "We are going to build a house here, right?"

Lin Zong thought for a moment and said, "If uncle thinks that another place is more suitable, we can go somewhere else."

"That's not it." Uncle Mao sighed in embarrassment, "It's just that we have to clear a piece of land before we build the house. It's probably difficult to deal with the piles of rubble with just our hands."

There was something wrong with what he said. Everyone looked at the thick collapsed floor. If it had collapsed completely, it would be fine. But since it was half-collapsed, it would be easy to bury them when cleaning up the rubble.

It would be nice if there was a machine.

Listening to their conversation, Zhang Yunqing was suddenly stunned. In just five years, she had become accustomed to the life of flying in the sky and hiding in the ground. She almost forgot that a mere ruin could cost an ordinary person's life.

She called three little beasts.

After Zhuo Lian and Yun Cang Feng received her instructions, they immediately circled and dived to the ground.

The sudden appearance of the three mythical beasts stunned everyone.

"It's the little golden dragon!" Meimei grabbed Grandma Li's hand and said excitedly, "Grandma! That's the little golden dragon that brings us food!"

"Eh?...Isn't this the Chongming bird raised by that Taoist priest?" Li Yuan said, holding his chin.

As everyone was astonished, a golden light suddenly appeared behind the little dragon, and the tender body of the dragon looked more majestic.

Zhuo Lian said pretentiously: "We are here on the orders of Immortal Lord Yunqing to help you rebuild your homeland. Let's get started!"

"Immortal Lord Yunqing?" Li Yuan's eyes lit up: "So that Taoist priest is Immortal Lord Yunqing!"

"Thank you, immortal!" Grandma Li immediately pulled Meimei to kneel down devoutly.

When others saw this, they immediately followed suit.

Zhuo Lian did not hesitate. It flew over the ruins, immediately taking away the rubble piled on the ground and throwing it far away.

Yun Cang and Feng Xing were not idle either.

Others were below picking up the remnants.

As the day passed, the rubble around them was piled up far away, forming a high hill of rubble.

A large, clean open space was also cleared on the ground by everyone.

After completing a day's work, everyone returned tiredly to the simple triangular leeward area.

Grandma Li had already cooked the food, a big pot of thick soup, half of which was made of tomatoes, half of which was made of crumbs of multi-grain steamed buns, a few not-so-fresh spinach, and a spoonful of pickled vegetables for seasoning.

In the past, this would have been an inedible hodgepodge, but nowadays, it is a filling, stomach-warming meal and much-needed nutritional vitamins.

"Grandma Li's cooking skills are really good!" A girl in her twenties wiped the dust off her face and praised as she took the bowl.

Grandma Li laughed, but Meimei, the kid who was in charge of passing the bowls, said seriously, "But sister, you haven't eaten yet."

The girl laughed: "It smells so good! I haven't eaten anything this good in a long time!"

"Yes, yes! I haven't eaten vegetables for a long time!" the person in the queue behind echoed.

A vegetable stew, everyone felt very happy while eating it.

It was dark after dinner, with only the flickering light of the fire under the simple stove.

Uncle Mao then gathered a few people around the fire, took out a piece of rice paper that Zhang Yunqing had used when he had given the blessing, and pulled out a small, extinguished piece of wood, and wrote and drew on it with the black charcoal head.

Uncle Mao said seriously: "We must first determine the function of the house, the layout of the house, the specific number of floors, the load-bearing capacity of the foundation, etc...."

Everyone was particularly active in discussing what the house they would live in should look like.

Uncle Mao frowned and said, "Your ideas are all good, but since we don't have any mechanical assistance, I suggest keeping it as simple as possible..."

Everyone pondered for a while and then started a new round of heated discussion.

The next day, after breakfast, everyone started working with full enthusiasm.

Uncle Mao held the plan decided yesterday in his hand and directed everyone to level the land that had been cleared yesterday.

Then they started measuring the land, marking it and laying the foundation.

A dozen people were busy working. Even Meimei was carrying a palm-sized red plastic bucket that she had picked up from somewhere and moving soil to the side.

Although she was small, her adorable look of trying hard to help made everyone who was busy laugh.

It has been a long time since they were so happy. During the past three years of living in depression and despair, no one could laugh because they knew that tomorrow would be worse than today.

But now they saw hope again, and dawn seemed to be just around the corner.

At the end of the day, with the joint efforts of everyone, the foundation was basically laid.