After saying this, Xue Huaian let out a long roar, and suddenly turned around and left. The light on Jiankun Kezi Mountain shook into the sky, emitting a huge vibration. A ray of light divided into three, turning into three Xue Huaians, but it just turned into three clones and left after breaking through the air.

Another light flashed behind it, and it turned into three clones and shook out, chasing after it.

A total of seven Xue Huaian disappeared into the sky like seven rays of light.

Seeing this, Qing Qingyun shook his head slightly: "Have you only taken away seven clones? This Xue Dupu is willing to do so!"

Although these seven clones are definitely all true immortal clones. However, compared to an old-fashioned land, the power of the seven true immortal clones is really not a big deal!

Perhaps only Xue Huaian’s land is only one tenth of its power!

After all, for an old-fashioned land like Xue Huaian, the family's wealth that has accumulated for two or three hundred years is definitely not comparable to that of Qingyun.

Moreover, these seven clones are just seven pure yang souls, and do not have pure yang body!

Once Xue Huaian abandons Jiankun Kezi Mountain, he will not be able to take away the remaining power.

If you change to Qingyun, you may not be willing to give up!

Thinking of this, Qingyun's body shook, and a clone turned into a ray of light and shot directly at Najiankun Kezi Mountain.

As Xue Huaian left, the entire Fudi Xianshan was damaged, and the spiritual veins were severely damaged. The mountains collapsed everywhere and big rocks rolled down.

Countless witches from the yellow cow-haired tribe knelt down to the holy mountain in confusion.

The land is only one with the blessed land. Once it leaves, the foundation of the blessed land will be greatly damaged.

If this blessed fairy mountain is not given to Qingyun, then Jiankun Kezi Mountain will likely collapse, and the blessed land will dissipate, turning into an ordinary snow-capped mountain.

At this moment, as a clone of the clone of the Qingyun shot into Jiankun Kezi Mountain, the originally violent vibration began to stop and the collapse began to stop.

Even so, the entire Jiankun Kezi Mountain has fallen by one-third, and the entire mountain is full of chaos.

"Although I was quite hurt, I finally saved this blessed land. The name of Jiankun Kezi is too long, and from then on, this mountain was changed to Jianzi Mountain!

Well, Jianzi Mountain doesn’t sound nice either, so I’d just change the name to Yanzhi Mountain!”

The green clouds looked into the distance below the mountain.

I saw countless yellow cow-haired tribes constantly bowing towards Yanzhi Mountain, cheering for the cessation of the earthquake and landslides, and preparing for sacrifices.

They thought that the mountain god was angry just now, but now because of their devout prayers, the mountain god was angry.

So they wanted to sacrifice to the mountain god to thank the mountain god for not venting their anger.

Qingyun's eyes were bright and he thought to himself: "Xue Huaian said that his subordinates buried his body in the snow-capped mountains.

In this way, his subordinates, some of the military and civilians who had withdrawn from the Anxi Protectorate in the past, did not die, but remained in the snow-capped mountains, mixed with the witches, and developed into the so-called scalper tribe!

No wonder the yellow cow tribe regards this place as a holy mountain!

Xue Huaian said that in the wilderness outside the border, he could only gain earthly energy but not popularity, so he could not become a celestial immortal, but could only become a local immortal.

That is because achieving a celestial immortal requires not only the spiritual energy of the earth veins, but also the human fortune.

Wu Yuan has too few people, and its civilization is too low, and the three fires are not complete, so there is not enough human luck to support Xue Huaian in breaking through to the gods.

This is probably one of the reasons why he was able to abandon the blessed land cruelly!

But this kind of thing is different for others. It is for me!

Although my thatched hut and cave heaven have only been restored to the level of blessed land, the essence is still a cave heaven.

The most important thing is that the skill I practice is "The Purple Wei Dharma of the Nine Heavens Thunder City", which can absorb human fortune...

My thatched hut and cave heaven are simply complementary to the "Nine Heavens Thunder City Ziwei Zhengfa", so how could it be a coincidence?"

Thinking of this, the Qingyun on Yanzhi Mountain had already begun to use the technique of sealing the treasure.

As a real mountain peak, Yanzhi Mountain is certainly impossible to be sealed.

However, with the implementation of the art of sealing, the land veins of Yanzhi Mountain penetrated through the thatched hut cave sky, and the rumbling shock of the two blessed places, Qingwu Mountain and Yanzhi Mountain, began to merge together!

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"Why are there so many refugees? Where did they come from?" Lu Zhu asked in confusion.

In Yuning County, groups of refugees could be seen everywhere, but along the way, Lu Zhu alone saw hundreds of people!

Ji Zhong, who was sitting in the same carriage, said with a serious expression: "They all fled from Anding Prefecture and Jingzhao Prefecture!"

A word made Lu Zhu suddenly realize and think of the disaster not long ago.

Originally, Anding Prefecture and Jingzhao Prefecture were the core hinterlands of the Song Dynasty and were not too far from Yujing.

However, the witch not only broke into the burns and robbery, but also the blood rain they launched.

Although Qingyun used the last catastrophe sky fire in time, burning the polluted flesh and blood.

But large areas of land have been polluted. At least for decades or hundreds of years, those places will be a barren and barren land!

Moreover, because many animal insects such as snakes, insects, rats and ants were contaminated by demon blood at that time, a large-scale magic disaster broke out.

This also caused the people of the most prosperous and heart-wrenching land of the Song Dynasty to flee and leave their original hometown.

Although the northwest land was destroyed by the witch, no matter what, it was not polluted, no magic disasters, and would not be threatened by mutant monsters.

So many people began to migrate to the northwest!

"After we go back, we will also set up a porridge shop and do some good deeds, right?" Lu Zhu said to Ji Zhong with a sigh.

Ji Zhong was a little silent, but said, "Although before the war, we received a real person reminder and stocked up a lot of food and grass in advance.

But you also know that all parts of our northwest have suffered severe damage this year and a lot of land will be abandoned.

It is estimated that food prices will not be lowered within two or three years!"

Lujiazhuang is not short of money now, but with the current situation, I am afraid that even if I have money, I will not be able to buy food in the future.

Lu Zhu suddenly fell silent and said nothing.

After a moment of change of topic, he asked, "What does the Master of the Mansion ask us to do in Hejiang?"

Ji Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not just our family. The other families were also recruited by the master!

I guess I want our families to cooperate and stabilize local order!"

This time the witch invaded, and the northwest suffered heavy losses, and the government was also average, and its power was greatly weakened.

Under such circumstances, the government may only be able to use the help of the civil tribes to maintain stability.
Chapter completed!