Natural fairy species

Feiyue Lake has a third-level high-grade spiritual vein, rich spiritual grass, and hundreds of acres of third-level spiritual fields, but the strength of the dragon hidden in the lake is unknown.

Qingniu Valley, a third-level low-grade spiritual vein, lacks resources, the demon king's strength is controllable, and the risk of land reclamation war is low.

At this point in the discussion, the advantages and disadvantages of both locations are actually very clear.

The former is radical and the latter is conservative.

"What do you think, Junior Brother Bai, of this?"

Gu Xisheng turned slightly sideways, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I have little experience and have never even been to the depths of the Black Mountains... What do you think? I just want to listen to the insights of my senior brothers."

Bai Zichen shook his head.

In his opinion, since the two ancestors did not directly specify the target of the land reclamation war, it meant that they knew well that the third-order demon kings of Feiyue Lake and Qingniu Valley were within the range to deal with them.

After all, no matter how lively the fight is, the real final word still needs to be taken by Master Jiedan.

Letting the foundation-building monks deal with the third-level demon king would really cost their lives.

Even if he could win miserably, the third-level demon king would leave as soon as he said so, and there was no way to keep the demon at all.

Thinking about it this way, of course I would choose Feiyue Lake.

Moreover, Liang Yu, who proposed Feiyue Lake, showed kindness to him before building the foundation, and Pei Dongyong, who had a sworn relationship with him, even gave him a spiritual weapon.

Bai Zichen still doesn't even recognize the elders of the Alchemy Palace and Talisman Palace.

If we really let him choose, why should we say it?

"In my opinion, it's better to come from Feiyue Lake... Qingniu Valley is more than six thousand miles away from the sect. To establish such a long logistics supply line, the General Affairs Office is under too much pressure."

Gu Xisheng expressed his opinion, but the reason for his choice was extremely unpopular and not one of the elders mentioned it.

"Killing the monsters along the way, and after the army reaches Qingniu Valley, it does not mean that the original spiritual lands will be empty. Other monsters will soon come to occupy them."

"The third-level demon king, plus dozens of second-level one-horned Kui oxen, it is normal for the final battle to last for several months. Such a large team of monks consumes spiritual rice, talismans, elixirs, and damaged magic weapons every day. , formation flag maintenance, treatment of injured monks... Unless I arrange for a few foundation-building monks to be assigned to me and carry a large number of storage bags specifically for supply work, logistics will become a big problem."

Gu Xisheng's face was solemn, and he had obviously considered this matter for a long time.

"In the previous land reclamation wars, this problem was not that far away from the main mountain of the sect. Compared with Qingniu Valley, Feiyue Lake is more than a thousand miles closer, which can greatly reduce the logistical pressure."

"Has Senior Brother Gu reported this matter to the head?"

It was an eye-opener for Bai Zichen. The elder looked smooth, but he didn't expect to see something extraordinary.

"I mentioned it earlier. The leader only said to mobilize more forces when the time comes and set up stations along the way to protect the logistics team..."

Gu Xisheng sighed, the disciples of the General Affairs Hall were definitely not inferior to others in terms of ability in handling matters, but compared with their strength, they couldn't be judged.

"Okay, since everyone has their own reasons, let's vote as all the elders."

Wei Dao saw the elders on both sides competing with each other, and there was already a smell of gunpowder, so he knocked on the Jade Pan again.

There are two lines of writing on each elder's token: "Emerald Moon Lake" and "Green Bull Valley". Just tap one of them to vote.

Bai Zichen glanced at Gu Xisheng next to him. The other person pressed hard on 'Feiyue Lake', and the other line of writing disappeared directly.

Lan Hong followed Gu Xisheng's choice and also pressed on 'Feiyue Lake'.

"This voting method is still anonymous. I don't know if the head can see each elder's choice..."

Bai Zichen no longer hesitated, pressed his index finger on the 'Feiyue Lake', and made his choice.

In an instant, all the elders had voted.

Wei Dao looked at the results, his face remained normal, and said: "All the twenty-nine people present have voted. Sixteen votes to thirteen, Feiyue Lake won."

Not to mention that the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall looked happy, the elders of the Alchemy Hall and the Talisman Hall were aggrieved, and Wei Dao had already written the results to the Alchemy Patriarch.

"Ancestor Yang ordered us to open up Feiyue Lake, yes!"

After burning the incense, a flying talisman arrived at the Patriarch Hall carrying Patriarch Yang's handwriting, which contained Master Jiedan's opinions on the outcome of the elders' discussion.

The results of the elders' collegial vote have come out. The ancestor of Jiedan nodded in approval, and the head guard immediately mobilized his troops.

"Issue a land reclamation order to all the monks in Heishan County. The target of this land reclamation war is Feiyue Lake... there are seven second-order spiritual lands and fourteen first-order spiritual lands along the way. The Qingfeng Sect will not take any money. After the war, it will be given according to the ranking of contributions."

"For all the listed Immortal Cultivation Families, in the first stage, each family will have twenty people, and each Immortal Cultivation Family will have ten people, led by a Foundation Establishment Monk. The more the better... Casual cultivators are welcome to sign up. As long as you make a contribution, you will be rewarded."

"The Law Enforcement Hall has formed the first batch of land reclamation war teams. It will last for three months and train the disciples to cooperate in battle formations..."

"The General Affairs Office will prepare a list of resources needed for the land reclamation war within a three-year period. At the same time, the first batch of materials will be fully prepared..."

"Alchemy Hall, Weapon Refining Hall, Talisman Hall, stop all tasks at hand, and arrange the refining tasks according to the list given by the General Affairs Hall..."

"Brothers, since the goal has been set, we will put aside our previous differences and move forward hand in hand...to capture Feiyue Lake and add another third-level spiritual vein to our Qingfeng Sect!"

All the elders bowed and saluted.

Various tasks were assigned, and the battle was approaching, so these elders were in a hurry.

The head Wei Dao specially left Bai Zichen and Lan Hong here to comfort them to practice in peace.

Due to the newly promoted foundation building, they will not be recruited for the early war, so that they can have enough time to familiarize themselves with the strength of the foundation building period and prepare spiritual weapons.

"We will go on an expedition in three months, but the monsters in front of us are easy to deal with, but there are too many and they are annoying...According to the wishes of the head brother, when it is my turn to send a mission, it will have to be a year later."

Just in the Patriarch Hall, Wei Dao joked that he had originally planned to accept Bai Zichen as his disciple, but before he could think about it, the two of them became brothers and sisters of the same generation.

Bai Zichen could only dare not say anything.

When he first joined the Qingfeng Sect, one of Bai Zichen's goals was to become the direct disciple of the head Wei Dao, which aroused the jealousy of Mo Changfeng.

Who would have thought that a few years later, Bai Zichen would be a foundation-building elder, and Mo Changfeng would become a ghost in the Black Mountains.

"Senior Brother Peng left in a hurry to refine a batch of low-level one-time magic weapons... I have nothing to do. I will go back to my family first. It has been so many years since I came out."

Bai Zichen got on the colorful white clouds and flew out of the mountain gate to the place where he grew up.

In addition to visiting his relatives, he also wanted to communicate with the patriarch Bai Xianzhong about the land reclamation war.

"It's exactly the same as when I left..."

At the flying speed of the colorful white clouds, Bai Zichen sat on it and considered his subsequent training plan, and arrived at his destination in the blink of an eye.

When Han Xiufeng appeared in his sight, he felt a hint of complicated emotions.

"Whenever the senior comes to visit, please leave the magic weapon. After the name is known, the junior will pass it on to the clan."

Two monks from the Bai family on duty saw a flying spiritual weapon appear. Even if they couldn't tell the difference between a spiritual weapon and a magic weapon, they could infer that the person who came had a good level of cultivation just by looking at the flying speed.

He quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly, and at the same time reported the news to the clan with a talisman.

"This senior is visiting the Bai family. Which elder does he have an appointment with..."

In recent years, the number of new monks who have moved into Montenegro has increased significantly. Loose cultivators often appear nearby, and some even occupy several hills.

The Bai family can only ensure that a few hills around Hanxiu Peak are not occupied by others, but they cannot control those farther away.

One of the Bai family monks was still talking to himself. He was tugged on his sleeve by the tribesman next to him, and he realized something was wrong.

How come the young man who got off the flying spiritual weapon is so similar to the legendary figure in his family.

"Is it Brother Chen?"

The older Bai family monk asked tentatively. Although there were photos of the family members, their appearance had changed a lot in the past few years.

Bai Zichen nodded slightly. These people still had some impressions. There were not many members of the Bai family.

Even when he was in the family, he could not practice for many years and rarely interacted with the clan members.

"Oh my God, Brother Chen is really back... It's time to call you the ancestor of foundation building..."

Several monks from the Bai family were in a hurry, overwhelmed with excitement, and quickly got out of the way up the mountain.

Bai Zichen walked on this familiar mountain path, and even the scenery on both sides was similar to that of the past: "We are all members of the tribe, so there is no need to be so formal."

Even so, how could the Bai family take this seriously?

After the news of Bai Zichen's successful foundation building came back to the Bai family, the first reaction of the clan members was: Could the news be wrong?

I have only been to Qingfengmen for a few years, how could it be so easy to build a foundation?

Every clan leader went through untold hardships to become a foundation-building ancestor, and then protected the family for hundreds of years.

The intimidating power of the foundation-building monks has been firmly engraved in the deepest heart of every tribesman.

It wasn't until the patriarch Bai Xianzhong came out to confirm it that the Bai family believed it.

The incidents involving Qilin'er of the Bai family were uncovered one after another and discussed wildly. In the hearts of the younger generation, his status even surpassed that of the patriarch.

"Brother Chen, why didn't you notify us when you came back? Why didn't you go out to greet us?"

Bai Xianzhong led several elders of the Bai family to arrive together and met at the middle of the mountain.

"Why should the clan leader be so polite? We are both members of the Bai clan. We just want to go home and have a look."

Bai Zichen looked at the people behind Bai Xianzhong. In the past few years, there have been new faces among the elders of the Bai family.

Hong Gu has obviously aged. She could be considered a middle-aged beauty at first, but now she has gained weight and wrinkles have appeared on her face.

In addition to uncle Bai Jiuan, there are two new faces in the elder team. They vaguely remember that they were members of the clan in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"Are there any guests here?"

Bai Zichen saw that behind everyone in the Bai family, there was also a group of monks dressed in completely different clothes.

"Liu An has met Fellow Daoist Bai... Fellow Daoist, with his natural talents, he has achieved foundation building at a young age. It has become a legend in Montenegro."

The leading black-faced foundation-building monk came up to greet him, his expression and behavior were quite respectful.

"They are a family that has recently moved to Montenegro. The Liu family is famous for its weapon refining. Brother Liu An himself is a second-level weapon refiner."

Bai Xianzhong explained on the side.

The newly moved Immortal Cultivation Family has a bad relationship with the original Shangwu Families, and interacts with other Immortal Cultivation Families on an equal footing.

Among them, the Liu family has more contacts with the Mozhubai family. Today, Liu An happened to bring several junior disciples to Hanxiu Peak to exchange and study.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liu, whose name I have admired for a long time."

Bai Zichen has indeed admired his name for a long time. On the 100th birthday of the leader Wei Dao, he even got a water purification bottle from him as a greeting gift.