Chen Xuanji's face showed a bit of solemnity, and he asked, "Is the calamity aura already so strong?"

The leader of Tongtian Cult nodded in disbelief.

Once the calamity aura reaches a certain level, the two Lich clans will start a complete war, just like the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans back then.

At that time, no matter who wins or loses, or whether they die together, there will be death and injury in this vast wilderness, and countless monks will die. This is the terrible thing about calamity. After everything is settled, all souls fall, even saints have to temporarily

Evacuate the wilderness

Leader Tongtian exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly warned.

"My master will leave Jin'ao Island soon. During my absence, I will leave all the teachings to you. The human race will also try to pay as much attention as possible to find out which things in the Shangqing treasure house are useful to the human race."

, just take out some more."

"Disciple understands, please don't worry, Master."

Chen Xuanji nodded seriously.

"That's right."

Leader Tongtian seems to have thought of something.

"I heard that the number of human beings in Yujing Mountain is very large, as many as trillions. What are you going to do with so many people? Do you have a plan in mind?"

Leader Tongtian knows very well that although Yujing Mountain is not small, it cannot accommodate so many human beings.

The migration of human beings is inevitable, but it is just too late.

Chen Xuanji had already had a plan in his mind, and after a moment of thought, he spoke.

"The disciples plan to divide the human race into five and migrate separately."

"Tell me more about it."

"A part of the human race continues to stay in Yujing Mountain and thrive. It serves as the seed force of the human race and is also the foundation of the human race."

"The remaining four human races, some migrated to the plains not far from the coast of the East China Sea, some migrated to Wanshou Mountain, and some temporarily migrated to the Endless Sea of ​​Blood, under the care of the ancestors of the Styx. The last human race is also the largest human race.

, then migrate to Buzhou Mountain."

Chen Xuanji told Master Tongtian one by one the plans he had in mind.

After hearing this, Master Tongtian nodded slowly, "Your arrangement is good. In this way, the demon clan will also be wary and will not dare to take action at will."

After leaving Biyou Palace, Chen Xuanji told Duobao, tore apart the space and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

After Chen Xuanji left, in the Biyou Palace, the leader of Tongtian Cult breathed a long sigh of relief, with an inexplicable look on his face.

"The aura of calamity has arisen and everything has been settled. It's time for me to leave the wilderness for the time being."

The leader of the Tongtian cult turned into a stream of light, tore apart the thirty-third heaven in the blink of an eye, broke through the world barrier of chaos and prehistoric times, and came to the chaos.

There are also four figures in Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and Xumi Mountain in the west, all flying out of the wilderness and arriving at Chaos.

As for Nuwa, the dojo is already in the chaos, so there is no need to avoid it.

The saints left the prehistoric era and did not meet in the chaos. They each returned to their own dojo.

On the other side, as soon as Chen Xuanji arrived at Buzhou Mountain, he heard the clanking sounds of countless tribes forging weapons.

The Wu Clan has no spirit and cannot use spiritual treasures, so the Wu Clan created their own witch treasures.

Witch treasures are weapons that belong exclusively to the witch clan and are made of various precious materials.

It's just that after it's formed, it can't be used yet. It has to be refined with witch's blood day and night until the witch's blood soaks it from the inside out.

Only when a complete witchcraft treasure is successfully created can its power be fully unleashed when used.

An ancestral witch, holding a witch treasure, can even emit a power that is not weaker than the best innate spiritual treasure.

Now the Wu tribe is going all out to build witch treasures, presumably for the upcoming war.

Chen Xuanji sighed, went to the Earth Tribe, and found the great witch Kuafu.

"Are you looking for Master Zuwu?"

Kuafu holds a piece of magical iron in his left hand and a hammer in his left hand, and is forging the witch treasure with hum.

"Yes, I have something to discuss with the ancestral witch, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist Kuafu to show me the way."

"Okay, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment and let me finish forging this piece of divine iron."

Kuafu nodded, humming, and spent more than half an hour to complete the magic iron in his hand, and then took Chen Xuanji to Pangu Palace.

Outside Pangu Hall, even though Kuafu had tried his best to lower his voice, it was still like thunder.

"Reporting to Master Zu Wu, the first disciple of Jie Cult, Chen Daoyou, pays homage to you."

Not long after, the door of Pangu Hall opened and Chen Xuanji walked in.

"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if I have nothing to do. Fellow Daoist Chen came to my Pangu Hall. Is there anything else?"

Chen Xuanji smiled and nodded, "When I come here this time, I do have something to trouble my Taoist Ancestral Witch."

"What's the matter? Please tell me."

Over the years, many people from the Wu clan, under the arrangement of Emperor Fengdu, also known as Mosquito Taoist, have entered the underworld to serve and gained a lot of merit.

Therefore, the overall relationship between Chen Xuanji and the Wu clan is good. Of course, it is good here, but only when there is no interest exchange.

Once the real core interests are touched, it only takes a moment to fall out.

Chen Xuanji didn't mince words, he got straight to the point and spoke directly.

"I came here this time for the sake of the human race. The human race's ability to reproduce is too strong. Yujing Mountain alone cannot accommodate so many people, so I want to move some of the human race to Buzhou Mountain to survive."

"Move the human race to my Buzhou Mountain"

Di Jiang hesitated for a moment. The human race was physically weak and not as good as the Wu race.

When you come to Buzhou Mountain, you will have to trouble the Wu Clan to take care of you. The Wu Clan is at a great loss.

As if seeing Di Jiang's reluctance, Chen Xuanji smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, there is no need to be so hasty in replying, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Although the human race is migrating, it is not necessary to move to the center of Buzhou Mountain. It only needs to find a few mountains and plains on the edge of Buzhou Mountain for the human race to live in."

"The human race is weak. After the migration, I asked the Witch Clan to take care of me. Of course, in exchange, I will not let the Witch Clan suffer. The merits in the underworld"

The reason why Chen Xuanji did not move the human race to the place with the strongest spiritual energy in Buzhou Mountain was because the Lich War was about to break out.

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When the Tianzhu breaks and Mount Buzhou collapses, the human race will be the first to suffer.

By placing the human race on the edge, even if Mount Buzhou collapses, the human race's casualties will be minimized.

When Di Jiang heard that the human race was not only relegated to the fringes, but that there were also a lot of merits to be gained, he immediately smiled.

"Then let's make an agreement. When the human race migrates, they can inform me of the Wu clan, and I can help out at that time."

Chen Xuanji smiled and shook his head, "I won't trouble fellow Taoist Dijiang about the migration. I also ask fellow Taoist to take advantage of this period to clean up the mountains as much as possible."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Chen Xuanji hurried to Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple.

In front of Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng Mingyue was already very familiar with Chen Xuanji. When he saw Chen Xuanji coming, he quickly welcomed him in and complained softly as he walked.

"Brother, please go and persuade my master. Ever since Uncle Hongyun was robbed, the master has been holding the white jade gourd every day. He can't bear to let go for a moment. He doesn't practice or teach us anymore. Even the ginseng fruit

The meeting is also closed."

Chen Xuanji laughed, "It is precisely because of these that it shows the deep relationship between your master and Uncle Hongyun."

"Practice on the great road is loneliness, loneliness, and a long search. Only when you reach the level of your master can you know how valuable it is to have a close friend."

"Oh."

Qingfeng and Mingyue obviously still don’t understand.

After taking Chen Xuanji to the backyard of Wuzhuangguan, he left directly.

When you open the courtyard door, you will see lush ginseng fruit trees and Zhen Yuanzi playing chess with a white jade gourd under the tree.

"Master Zhenyuan is in a good mood, but he is playing chess with Master Hongyun. It seems that Master Hongyun's injury has improved a lot."

Chen Xuanji smiled and came to Zhen Yuanzi's side.

Zhen Yuanzi stood up quickly, surprised and happy, "Why is my nephew here?"

At this time, a faint voice came from the white jade gourd opposite Zhen Yuanzi, "Master Nephew"

"Uncle Hongyun, are you awake?"

Chen Xuanji quickly picked up the white jade gourd.

Zhen Yuanzi said, "Thanks to the Sanguang Divine Water you gave me, and the fact that I add some Yimu essence to this gourd from time to time, Hongyun's injury has improved a lot. Now he can wake up every once in a while."

I just happened to play chess with me for a few days to relieve my boredom."

"Uncle Hongyun's injury has improved, that's a great thing."
To be continued...