(Chapter 2: The previous typography error, I remembered the name incorrectly. It was not Mo Teng, but Mo Xuan, all of which have been modified.)

Chapter 1235 The Seeds of Ancient Prosperity

"Yiyi..." Yiyi was extremely jubilant, stepping on the canal patterns of heaven and earth, and falling on Xuanyuan's body with a gentle breath, but Xuanyuan's perception was extremely sharp. He felt that this small family was becoming more and more terrifying and unfathomable. A pair of big eyes seemed harmless to humans and animals, but in fact, its small body contained terrible power that even Xuanyuan could not deal with.

Xuanyuan hugged Yiyi. The friendship between the two was deep. In any case, the "Qingming Emperor" was willing to let Yiyi live in the "Qinglong Holy Land", so he must have his intention. This is the first step to bring the friendly relationship between the "Qinglong Holy Land" and the "Qingming Royal Clan". Xuanyuan understood that to a large extent, it was because of the inheritance of the Qinglong that the "Qingming Royal Clan" helped him in this way.

"Oh, I saw the newcomer laughing. Who heard the old one crying? Xuanyuan, you are so cruel. Once you left the 'Qingming Land', you never came back. You made me miss you, it was so hard. Do you think you deserve my deep affection?" The 'Bi Luo King' looked at Xuanyuan with great resentment, causing Xuanyuan to tremble for no reason.

The long black-green hair of the "Bi Luo King" was pierced into the void. Each hair was like a long dragon, three thousand feet long, and it was filled with extremely majestic vitality.

Compared to the past, her figure has become more proud and graceful, making people feel trembling. The Saint Maiden Peak has become more majestic, with straight and slender legs, as white as jade, barefoot, and height is as tall as Xuanyuan.

A water-green robe was covered with a colorful dress, as if she could take off her clothes with just one pull. The spring scenery inside was endless, attracting endless imagination.

"Bi Luowang" has agile and elegant figure, like an elf in a wood. Under her snow-white skin, it sets off the green green. Her pair of green eyes are like water, with affectionate green lips, showing a strange beauty. Her expression is charming, looking at Xuanyuan, leaving Xuanyuan at a loss.

She blew a sigh of laughter, and in an instant, the radius of thousands of miles was radiant, and the plants were growing rapidly. Looking at this scene, even the terrifying existence of the Mo family could not help but be amazed, knowing that the "Bi Luo King" has a very special physique.

"Hahaha, 'Bi Luo King' really loves to joke, come on, please." Xuanyuan was very embarrassed and brought a group of people to the main peak of the 'Qinglong Holy Land'.

Fang Yuyou, Bai Youniang, Huang Yuechan, Qian Duoduo and Zhixuan were all at the door of the "Qinglong Palace". Seeing Xuanyuan returning safely without any injuries, the big stone in their hearts finally fell.

Looking at the "Bi Luo King", they are not unfamiliar with it, and everyone greeted the "Bi Luo King".

"Oh, you don't need to be polite for a few sisters. From now on, we will be a family. What's the polite..." "Bi Luo King" was barefoot in the air. His exquisite jade feet were coveted. Every part was like a carefully crafted by God, and it was as beautiful as a work of art, without any flaws, making people unable to pick at all.

Fang Yuyou, Bai Youniang, and Huang Yuechan were stunned for a moment. Suddenly, they thought of something and gave Xuanyuan a blank look. However, when they thought of the "Bi Luo King" who had saved Xuanyuan's life and fought for Xuanyuan several times, they didn't say much.

Xuanyuan was so innocent. He shrugged and smiled bitterly: "It's not a family, you don't go into the family. This 'Qinglong Holy Land' is like a relative. The words of 'Bi Luo King' are right."

Xuanyuan only held the hand of a male emperor in the "Qinglong Holy Land" beside him, grinned, and his heart was already full of tears. He would not have any affection for himself as the "Bi Luo King".

"Yeah, family."

"Bi Luowang" had a bright smile and was shining brightly. She looked at Xuanyuan, came behind him, and let out a sigh of relief, surrounded her ears, and said softly: "Little man, what are you going to do next? Now, you're the "Qinglong Holy Land" after this battle, I'm afraid you will shock the whole world. Everyone knows it, everyone knows it. You always have to say something, set an example, and establish the status of the "Qinglong Holy Land" in the minds of the world."

"Haha, do whatever you should do, no matter what others are doing, everything is the same. If you have to say something, then draw up a content saying that I, the "Qinglong Holy Land", discuss with the ancient royal family, stop all wars, and let their respective emperors compete, and ask all parties to withdraw their troops to avoid the disaster of life." Xuanyuan thought deeply and said.

"Well, I'll leave this to me." Bai Youniang smiled and turned around and left.

Peng Fei, who was beside him, was filled with tears, feeling extremely distressed, and howled like a ghost: "Heavenly killed, Xuanyuan, you pay me money, my money, my treasures, just burned like this, I have nothing..."

The "Yin and Yang Divine Mirror" is indeed a magic trick. It burns the same celestial fairy coins, heavenly treasures, and other supreme Taoist weapons have entered a state of resurrection. However, there is only the "Yin and Yang Divine Mirror". Not yet, this supreme Taoist weapon is very irresistible and ordinary people cannot control it. If it were not for the "Ancient Feng Shui Divine Technique" practiced by Peng Fei, the consequences would be even worse.

"This is what you should pay. God knows how much money you have used the four words "Devouring the Holy Emperor" to blackmail the ancient nine clans, which will cause them to attack in large numbers. Don't think I don't know. There are some things I just don't want to say." Xuanyuan despised Peng Fei, and this fat man was the most crying and poor.

In order to help Emperor Ouyang, Empress Tianyue, the Eight Immortals of Yin Dao, and the Old City Lord of the Crime, Xuanyuan burned all the magic weapons, Tianxian coins, and Douyuan he had obtained along the way, leaving only robbery in the "100,000 Mountains". There were also six and a half supreme Taoist weapons borrowed by Qinglong as the Imperial God, thirty-nine superb Taoist weapons, and one hundred and eight top-grade Taoist weapons, all of them had been burned by Xuanyuan.

The consumption of the four supreme Taoist instruments is extremely large. Only Xuanyuan can achieve this by burning the supreme Taoist instruments.

Of course, after he handed over the majority of the money to Bai Youniang, there was not much left, so he could only use these magic weapons to burn it.

Xuanyuan felt the empty saving space, and for a moment, he felt a little sad, and he was going out to rob the rich and help the poor again.

At this moment, Mo Ma seemed to see through Xuanyuan's thoughts and smiled faintly: "Xuanyuan, although the supreme Taoist weapon can be burned with celestial fairy coins, or magic weapons, or Douyuan, but no one personally activates the powerful force that burns external objects, and it is difficult to truly awaken the spirit of the supreme Taoist weapon. Your so-called resurrection of the supreme Taoist weapon is nothing more than activate the magic array built inside. The spirit of the supreme Taoist weapon has not truly awakened at all, otherwise the power of the supreme Taoist weapon will definitely be more than that."

"Well, Grandpa Mo has taught me a lesson. I will definitely practice hard and consolidate myself." Xuanyuan was very respectful to Mo Ma. He just relied on him to repel Lu Lei. He has to admit that Lu Lei is extremely powerful. Even if he faces a terrifying existence like Mo Ma, he dares to fight again. It is conceivable that the terrifying lineage of the "Ancient Sword Royal Clan" is terrifying.

Xuanyuan took out pages of the supreme Taoist arts from the Mohist school from his own fighting ring. The ancient charm was flowing, mysterious and mysterious, making it extremely difficult to understand: "This is the remnant article I collected from the supreme Taoist artifacts of the Mohist school. Please accept it."

Seeing Xuanyuan actually gave Mo Ma the broken pieces of the supreme Taoist art he had obtained to Mo Ma, Pengfei's face turned green. If he had known to agree to Xuanyuan's other conditions, he would have exchanged these broken pieces of the supreme Taoist art he had, and he would not know how many good things he could get. This is the existence of a living ancient sage, and he must have countless treasures on him.

"Okay, now, my Mo family's supreme Taoist technique "Mo Jing" has finally been collected. Thank you." Mo Ma smiled brightly with an old face, just like an old chrysanthemum. He looked at Peng Fei and said, "'Yin and Yang Divine Mirror', this is a very precious supreme Taoist weapon, so rare, and there will be a great opportunity waiting for you in the future."

When Peng Fei heard this, his heart was shocked and almost screamed. It was obvious that when Mo Ma was holding this supreme Taoist weapon, he sensed something, but it was just inconvenient to say it clearly: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

"Yuyou, arrange the residence of Grandpa Mo and the others." Xuanyuan explained.

"Haha, okay, then you five follow me and have a rest. Mo Xuan and Mo Ying, you and his wife joined forces to help the "Xuanyuan City" set up some methods of our Mo family, a big city with the imperial ban killing array and the overall Feng Shui situation. If the ancient art of my Mo family is missing, it would be imperfect." Mo Ma explained, and with the existence of the five emperors, he left with Fang Yuyou. Fang Yuyou made arrangements in person and did not dare to neglect them.

Everyone was very excited. Two ancient wise men personally set up the Mo family's mechanisms in "Xuanyuan City" and other means, which must be extremely against the will of heaven. "Xuanyuan City" is the gateway to the "Qinglong Holy Land", and it must be strong enough.

Xuanyuan also touched his nose and said, "It's shameful to say that I haven't set up the general trend in my main city. Now it's just right, I'll also draw the trend of the great way of heaven and earth."

Peng Fei's eyes were filled with green light. Together with the two ancient sages, he would definitely benefit a lot, and he also followed with shamelessness:

"I also feel that the overall Feng Shui situation he has laid out is not perfect. Men who pursue perfection like me, who also need to revise the Feng Shui layout."

Mo Xuan and Mo Ying looked at the 'Qinglong Holy Land' and sighed in their hearts. Mo Xuan sent a voice saying, "Over the past few days, the entire Douqi world has almost been circulated. Now the hearts of the people have really fallen. It is a blessing to be able to see a place like the 'Qinglong Holy Land'."

"This kid Xuanyuan is really not simple. This 'Qinglong Holy Land' is like a seed of an ancient prosperous era, taking root and sprouting. Since he wants to create a brand new prosperous era of humans, we will do our best to assist him. No wonder the old man has always been so concerned about him."

In the following days, Xuanyuan, Pengfei, Zhutou Emperor, Mo Xuan, Mo Ying, and the five people were stuck together almost at any time, discussing how to lay out the overall Feng Shui situation in the "Xuanyuan City", the imperial ban killing formation, and the general trend of heaven and earth, complementing the Mo family's mechanism and heaven, and are linked together.

Mo Xuan and Mo Ying are well aware of this, and often a casual word gives Xuanyuan and Pengfei great inspiration.

Almost all of them are laying out day and night, portraying terrain, banning, and refining various treasures of heaven and earth, setting up mechanisms, from the inside out, wanting to build the entire "Xuanyuan City" into a war fortress,
Chapter completed!