Zhang Xiaohan stood at the door of the meeting hall, looking up at the mountain protection array that emitted a ghostly light in the darkness, and his heart was heavy.
After the heavy rain stopped, she surveyed the black clouds, which were two or three hundred meters thick, and were still surging out from the direction of the Magical Forbidden Land, and she flew under the clouds, and after ten days, there were no more people everywhere she went.
On the map of the Lingwu Continent, a small sect that should have existed in this place is gone, and the towering Lingshan has also become a continuous hill, and the hill is a piece of scorched earth, after the baptism of rain, it has become a swamp, and it is impossible to see the appearance of the former sect at all, the spiritual veins at the bottom of the mountain still exist, and the spiritual power of this piece is higher than usual.
Zhang Xiaohan turned around, and did not get to the magic forbidden to find out what was going on, and there was still a faint coming of violent spiritual power, thinking of the magma of the fire spirit under the magic forbidden land, and then looking at the black clouds that were getting thicker and thicker overhead, Zhang Xiaohan guessed that it was the battle of the outside world that triggered the volcano under the magic forbidden land, let's call it a volcano.
The two-day battle, such destruction and lethality, that is the consequence of the fight between the Zhuxian Bow and the Zhuxian Sword, that is the real immortal weapon.
In his previous life, Zhang Xiaohan vaguely saw the introduction of the disaster after the volcanic eruption, and the words on paper were far less terrifying and desperate than what he saw with his own eyes, and the Xiuxian Mountain Gate was almost razed to the ground, but it is conceivable that mortals, although the disaster is not only from the volcanic eruption.
Zhang Xiaohan left without hesitation, and even avoided the other monks who came to investigate, she needed to be quiet, if she was still a disciple of the Wuji Sect in the past, she would stay in the sect safely and not cause trouble to the sect, but now, she is the master of a sect, not only the tens of thousands of monks of the sect rely on her, but also the hundreds of thousands of mortals and low-level monks who have recently been admitted in.
Outside the mountain gate, there were mortals and scattered cultivators from afar, and the monks were okay and could fly under the gray and black clouds, but the mortals could only rely on horse-drawn carts and ox-carts, and more often on two legs.
With the end of the heavy rains, the surface temperature also began to cool, and in just ten days, the area covered in darkness transitioned from hot summer to autumn and then to early winter.
The Lingwu Continent was originally warm as spring all year round, and it would be hotter in summer, but it was not unbearable, there was no winter at all, and now, where the darkness was shrouded, the temperature began to gradually decrease, although the process was not fast, but it was indeed decreasing.
Zhang Xiaohan almost hardened his heart and flew back to the mountain gate of the Lingwu Electric Sect.
Inside the mountain gate, the mortals and monks who are contained fill every spiritual mountain, fortunately, each spiritual mountain is either a monk of the transformation period, if it is not a monk of the Yuan Infant stage, the people who are contained are honestly staying in the arranged place, and the mortals are already grateful to Dade for being contained, and the monks who enter the mountain gate naturally do not want to leave again.
Zhang Xiaohan stood at the door of the meeting hall, only this main peak, as the main place of exchange of the sect, there are no monks from the outside world, there is not only a meeting hall, but also an exchange office for contribution points, as well as a library pavilion, etc., here, it is not the disciples of this sect who are forbidden to enter.
It's okay for those foreign monks to join the sect, the inner gate is not qualified enough, and the outer gate can barely support them, but the belonging of mortals is not easy to do.
Hundreds of thousands of mortals, even if Zhang Xiaohan's spiritual rice is enough, there is not enough space for mortals to live, for a month, the monks of various Lingshan are complaining, mortals are not monks, they have to eat, drink and sleep, each Lingshan has urgently built more than a dozen toilets, but it is still stinky by these mortals.
And mortals are not like monks, they can meditate motionless for more than ten days, months, they have to move, there are children among them, they have to run around, you let mortals not move for a month, it is better to let them die.
The monks couldn't bear it anymore, and complained layer by layer, although Luo Qingyue didn't report it to Zhang Xiaohan, but how could Zhang Xiaohan not know.
How to digest these mortals, as well as the mortals who are still coming to the mountain gate one after another The land that was not covered by black clouds was one-third of the original Lingwu Continent, and there were many mortals on the land there, and it was not Zhang Xiaohan who sent these mortals over at once.
To say hello to the Immortal Cultivator Sect over there, there must also be land resettlement over there, and to transport mortals, Zhang Xiaohan was still thinking about the final result of the battle between the Zhuxian Bow and the Zhuxian Sword, and his heart was in a mess.
Zhang Xiaohan also understands that if he survives the dark time period, this land will be more fertile and more suitable for mortal cultivation, but who knows how long this process will take The thickness of the black clouds above his head has not decreased in a month, so it is not easy to say whether it is a year or a few years, or even decades, the mountain gate of the Lingwu Electric Sect cannot support these mortals for decades. can keep mortals out of the mountain gate, Zhang Xiaohan can't do such a ruthless thing, although her cultivation is considered the top in this realm, but she still can't tear these black clouds and let the sun shine on the earth again.
A deep sense of powerlessness came to him, no matter how high his cultivation was, in front of nature, manpower and immortal power were limited, Zhang Xiaohan couldn't help but wonder if Song Chensha knew that the consequences of Zhu Xian Bow's appearance in the world were like this, would he still fight with the monk holding the Zhu Xian Sword The answer is clear, that is, Zhang Xiaohan himself will not give up treasures, dignity, and life for the sake of the so-called common people in the world.
Shocked, Zhang Xiaohan for her own thoughts, when did she put her treasures in front of her dignity and her life behind her dignity, and these would be juxtaposed with the safety of the people in the world, and even in front of the people in the world.
She shook her head and buried this thought in her heart, for a long time, she didn't have such a thought.
The air outside the mountain protection array is extremely bad, just like the haze in the previous life, it is much more serious than the haze, after eating a month of spiritual rice, the physique of mortals has strengthened a lot, and this kind of air can barely stay.
It is not a way for mortals to live in the mountain gate for a long time, there is a huge gap between the monks and mortals, although the monks are all from mortals, but once they get rid of the identity of mortals, they boast that they are a few levels higher than mortals, therefore, if they stay in the mountain gate for a long time, the Taoist heart of the monks of the Lingwu Electric Sect will also be unstable.
After consulting with Zhang Tao and a few others, it was decided to open up a new living area for these mortals near the mountain gate.
Most of the houses of the mortals under the mountain are still there, naturally forming towns and villages, which are uninhabited for a month, like dead land, but more than 100,000 people can still accommodate it, but the land is not yet cultivable. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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