The more than 120 Yuanshen True Lords in the building were thinking secretly.
At Xu Qingzhi's signal, small bells the size of chickens were handed by Nanzong disciples to everyone present.
Mao Yuan carefully looked at the delicate bell in his hand.
It is three-quarters of azure glass and densely covered with golden patterns. Even if you hold it in your palm without moving, it looks like a magnificent flower blooming over and over again.
After just one glance, Mao Yuan had already discovered more than a dozen types of magic circle restrictions such as 'vibration', 'sound transmission', 'concealment', and 'closure'.
In addition, there were dozens of magic formations that he couldn't understand at the moment, interspersed and overlapping like chain spider webs, just like sheets of rune paper covered with patterns peeled off and overlapped together.
It creates a situation where I am in you and you are in me.
However, this complex and mysterious gathering array not only does not appear chaotic, but also fits together in an extremely orderly manner.
If Mao Yuan hadn't been extremely proficient in talismans, he might not have been able to see even these dozens of magic formations.
These may surprise Mao Yuan, but they will not shock him.
He was extremely shocked that the bell magic weapons in the hands of more than a hundred Yuanshen Lords in the building were all exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold.
This is a magic weapon, and it is a special magic weapon with countless magical arrays and restrictions.
Even if they are made by the same person, not all magic weapons will be exactly the same.
‘Could it be that the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ really has the ability to refine magic weapons in batches?’
This is not just his speculation, someone had made this speculation as early as the launch of "Sky Boat".
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why Yiqi Nanzong could refine three thousand [Sky Boats] in one year.
Combined with the bell magic weapon that appeared in front of everyone at this moment, everyone confirmed their guesses.
Representatives of many high-ranking sects exchanged glances with each other in an extremely cryptic manner.
Even if there are multiple weapon refining masters in the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’, everyone will not be tempted by them, because they cannot be copied.
But it would be completely different if Yiqi Nanzong really mastered the secret method of refining magic weapons in batches.
The benefits contained in this are so great that even high-ranking sects cannot remain indifferent.
Xu Qingzhi ignored everyone's complicated thoughts and took out a simple-looking bell from his sleeve, like a rough bell made of ordinary brass.
The crisp ringing of the bell rang throughout the building.
And the next second, the bells in the hands of many Yuanshen True Lords in the building all rang spontaneously.
"Dingle bell~~!Dingle bell~~!"
The ringing of bells filled every corner on the top floor of the Star Building.
Mao Yuan looked at the bell in his hand with some surprise, then turned to look at the others.
As soon as I thought about it, a trace of magic power passed by, and the bell in my hand stopped making any sound.
Then dozens of identical greetings were heard.
"Fellow Taoists, may you hear Wushuang talking?"
"Fellow Taoists, may you hear Wushuang talking?"
"Fellow Taoists, you may have heard..."
One of them came from Xu Qingzhi's mouth, while the other identical sounds came from the bells in everyone's hands.
At this time, the other True Lords of Yuanshen also poured mana into the bells in their hands one by one. No bells rang in the building, only Xu Qingzhi's continuous and repeated voice came out.
"Fellow Taoists, please put the bell to your ears and speak."
Mao Yuan put the bell in his hand to his ear and said casually:
"say what?"
After asking in one sentence, Mao Yuan's voice also rang from the bells in the hands of other True Lords of Yuanshen in the building.
This time, everyone understood.
Xu Qingzhi smiled and said:
“This object is named [Shunfeng Ear] because it can receive distant sounds.
Of course, it can not only hear, but also communicate over long distances.
Wind Eyes!"
Yu Fengtong, dressed in black, came out from the side.
"The disciple is here!"
"Go and wait three hundred miles away."
"yes!"
Yu Fengtong stamped his foot, and a golden light disappeared from the Star Picking Tower along with a thunderbolt.
True Lord Jiangyun watched a golden light disappear in front of his eyes, and then turned to look at the figures standing next to Xu Qingzhi, with a look of envy flashing across his face.
'Alas, the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect' is really full of talents. I didn't expect that even this third generation of disciples already has so many advanced Yuanshen True Lords.'
Standing in front of Xu Qingzhi at this moment were Yu Fengtong who had already left, Yuan Jinting who was shrouded in sword intent, and Yan Liangyi who was as majestic as a mountain or the sea.
As well as Ding Yuansheng, Lu Yuhuan, Sui Yuankun, Lou Zhilin and other energetic white-robed disciples.
Without exception, these people all showed the cultivation level of the Yuan Shen realm. Several of them seemed to have just broken through, and their realm was not stable enough. From time to time, inspirations would burst out on their own.
Many Yuanshen True Lords from middle and low-level sects looked at these people and sighed quietly to themselves.
The strength of the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ has grown too fast.
From the performance of these third-generation disciples who have advanced to the level of Yuanshen, one thing can be predicted.
In the near future, the three generations of disciples of the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ may become a large number of True Lords of Yuanshen.
It’s no wonder that the ‘Thirty-Three Heavens Palace in Yunxiao’ is so afraid of Yiqi Nanzong.
How can you allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the bed?
Anyone who sees a sect around them growing rapidly at a flying speed will feel tremendous pressure.
While everyone was thinking, Yu Fengtong, who was traveling through the sky using the 'Thunderbolt Golden Light Escape', had already arrived three hundred miles away.
"Dingling bell~!"
This time, only the [Sound Transmission Bell] in Xu Qingzhi's hand made a sound.
In full view of everyone, Xu Qingzhi handed the [Sound Transmission Bell] to her ear and whispered:
"Fengtong, can you hear my teacher's words?"
Then a clear sound came from the bell.
"Disciple heard it very clearly."
Xu Qingzhi smiled slightly, threw the [Sound Transmission Bell] in his hand, and flew it into Feng Zhaohai's hand.
"Fellow Daoist, feel free to chat with me for a few words."
Feng Zhaohai took the [Sound Transmission Bell], looked at Daojun Takumi next to him without any trace, and put the bell to his ear.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Zhenjun Yuantong, where are you now?"
Yu Fengtong gave him the title of ‘Lord of Ten Thousand Weapons’ from Heaven and Earth, but most people don’t want to call him this title.
"Oh, it's Zhenjun Zhaohai. I'm near the Penglai sea area now."
The spiritual thoughts of True Lord Yuanshen can even cover thousands of miles at worst. At this moment, hundreds of spiritual thoughts directly covered the Penglai Sea.
Sure enough, I saw Yu Fengtong standing in the sky above the Penglai Sea. Not far away was the 'Sea of Mist' that was filled with fog all year round.
At this moment, everyone no longer has any doubts about the remote communication ability of the [Shunfeng Ear] magic weapon.
After Feng Zhaohai casually chatted with Yu Fengtong for a few more words, he reluctantly returned the [Sound Transmitting Bell] to Xu Qingzhi.
Xu Qingzhi smiled and said:
"If this thing hadn't been the mother array of this set of [Shunfeng Er] serial magic weapons, Wushuang would have made the decision and given it to fellow Taoist, haha."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were fixed on the simple and ordinary brass bell in Xu Qingzhi's hand.
At this moment, Feng Zhaohai suddenly felt the urge to grab this innate spiritual treasure.
However, among the many True Lords of the Soul at the scene, the one who felt the most bitter was True Lord Yunqi, who came from Qingzhou's third-grade sect, the 'King Kong Sect'.
When Xu Qingzhi took out the [Sound Transmission Bell] before, he recognized that it was the useless innate spiritual treasure that his sect paid to Zhang Ke.
But he never expected that the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ would actually use this spiritual treasure here.
And he had a hunch that this spiritual treasure might have more than that.
Sure enough, Xu Qingzhi continued:
"The [Shunfeng Ear] magic weapon in the hands of fellow Taoists is different from the thing in my hand. It is not yet possible to talk to multiple people at the same time, and it can only talk to a maximum of nine people.
Its biggest limitation is that its coverage range is only three hundred miles.
And this is what Wushuang has invited all fellow Taoists to come and prepare for discussion."
After a brief pause, Xu Qingzhi threw a piece of talisman paper into the air with his backhand, and slowly unfolded it to both ends, revealing a tower-shaped building drawn on the paper.
Xu Qingzhi explained:
"This building is the [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station]. Through it, the coverage area of the [Shunfeng Ear] magic weapon can be spread outward for another three hundred miles.
Therefore, as long as this array base station is deployed in various areas of this world, calls can be made even across thousands of mountains and rivers."
Immediately afterwards, a dark golden light bloomed from Xu Qingzhi's right hand.
This light very spiritually manifests a regional pattern in the sky.
Topographic map of Kyushu in the Eastern Region.
For the True Lord of the Soul of the Eastern Region who was present, the graphics in front of him were too familiar.
Then I saw a golden light spot appear in this illusory topographic map, and it looked like it was located in the South China Sea's 'Tai Chi Circle' island chain.
The next second, with this golden light spot as the starting point, countless golden light spots were densely distributed throughout the Eastern Region like light belts.
In an instant, the entire topographic map was filled with golden light spots.
Then, as Xu Qingzhi thought, countless thin golden threads connected these light spots together, forming a network pattern that covered the entire Eastern Territory.
Xu Qingzhi doesn't have Zhang Ke's [Xumi Tian Eye Formation] method, nor does Bai Shi's [Mirror Image World].
The general terrain of the Eastern Region can only be revealed very roughly.
But this was enough. The moment the golden light net covered the topographic map of the Eastern Territory, all the True Monarchs present could not help but let out a soft cry.
"Hiss~~!"
There is no one who can become the True Lord of Yuanshen who is not extremely shrewd, and they immediately understood the huge strategic significance of this thing.
For a moment, everyone was lost in thought, but no one asked.
In everyone's thoughts, Yu Fengtong moved forward three hundred miles and landed on an island of several hundred feet that was uninhabitable.
And on that island, there was a tower-shaped building dozens of feet high standing.
Obviously this is the [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station] that Xu Qingzhi is talking about.
‘Dingling bell~!’
The crisp ringtone can no longer attract everyone's attention.
They just need to confirm whether the base station is really effective and the significance of the 'Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect' doing this.
After waiting for a moment, True Lord Yun Mu of the ‘Hehuan Sect’ asked:
"Master Wushuang, according to what you said, if you want [Shunfeng Er] to play its maximum role, you need to establish [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Stations] in all areas covered by the sects.
But what benefit does this kind of thing have to us?"
No one will give in lightly when interests are involved.
Xu Qingzhi smiled faintly.
"In our hundreds of years of planning, all plans are to prepare for the catastrophe in the future.
I don’t need to explain the importance of communication instruments to war. You all know it clearly.
The reason why the [Shunfeng Ear] magical weapon was developed is also its true purpose.
But I didn’t expect that fellow Taoist Yun Mu would mention interests, haha..."
Xu Qingzhi did not continue, but these half words made the "Hehuan Cult" feel even more pressure.
It is the mission and obligation of every practitioner in the Azure Realm to fight against the catastrophe that may occur in the future.
A high-ranking sect should set an example first, but Xu Qingzhi defined the matter as a general trend in just a few words, which inevitably made True Lord Yunmu feel uncomfortable.
People are wholeheartedly preparing to fight against the future catastrophe, but you are talking about benefits and benefits here. Once word spreads, it may have an impact on the reputation of the "Hehuan Sect".
True Lord Yunmu felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he was being treated as the leader of the plot.
He immediately laughed and said:
"Master Wushuang was joking, what I meant was to ask about the cost of establishing a [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station].
If we build a [sound wave diffusion base station] that can cover all corners of the world and maintain it regularly, the cost will definitely be high.
I think your sect alone may not be able to complete it, but if you want us and other sects to participate together, there must be a charter.
It's just like the teleportation arrays established in every state in this world back then.
This formation is indeed convenient for the practice community to dispatch and deploy, but the cost of maintenance is also extremely high.
Therefore, anyone who uses this array needs to pay a certain fee. This cannot be said to be that everyone is doing it for profit.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This has nothing to do with morals and righteousness, but some sects may not be as big as Guizong and have the ability to maintain it for a long time.
As members of the spiritual practice community, we always have to consider other sects.
If it is just pure dedication, no sect will be able to maintain it for a long time!"
Many of the True Lords of Yuanshen in the building nodded secretly.
True Lord Yunmu said what everyone was thinking. Although it was duty-bound to fight against the catastrophe, it was a bit nonsense if he really had to make selfless sacrifices.
Xu Qingzhi smiled softly,
Her words were not directed at the 'Hehuan Cult', but she just didn't want others to open their mouths in the ensuing discussion.
Occupying some moral high ground, others will always have to worry about their face even if they are greedy.
"What fellow Taoist Yunmu said is absolutely true, but it is Wushuang who spoke out about Meng Lang.
We have also considered this point."
After reorganizing my thoughts in my mind, things never develop as expected.
There was originally a lot of foreshadowing, but it is no longer needed at this time.
"As fellow Taoist Yun Mu said, the establishment of the [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station] cannot hinder the interests of the sects in the world.
This is not a long-term solution!
Although the [Shunfeng Er] magic weapon still has great limitations, I think it will still be loved by monks all over the world."
This statement is true. Mao Yuan feels that as long as the price is not too expensive, every practitioner will be attracted by it.
Although only nine people can be called, it is enough to deal with ordinary situations.
Just listen to Xu Qingzhi say:
"This magical weapon is not yet mature yet and has many flaws.
In the future, we will gradually improve it, and it is estimated that these deficiencies will be resolved one by one within a few years.
The idea of our sect is to give certain rewards based on the number of [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Stations] set up by each sect.
I wonder if the remuneration of 10,000 gold symbols per year for each base station can satisfy you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone blurted out and asked:
"Can the cost and daily maintenance of establishing [sound wave diffusion base station] be complicated?"
Xu Qingzhi smiled softly.
"Just stick to one person and prevent the base station from being damaged."
Mao Yuan secretly calculated the size of his sect and made a rough estimate. He should be able to establish about ten base stations.
This means that there will be an additional 100,000 gold talismans every year, which is enough to make everyone excited.
Another person asked:
"Master Wushuang, are the more base stations the better?"
This statement makes some sense.
Xu Qingzhi replied calmly:
"One base station can cover a maximum range of three hundred miles, but only two base stations can be established within two hundred miles, otherwise they will interfere with each other and cause the base station to fail to operate normally."
Xu Qingzhi's explanation immediately dispelled some of the speculative thoughts of many people.
In fact, it is not a disadvantage to have more base stations, and it will not cause too much interference. After all, it may be damaged by natural and man-made damage.
However, when the [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station] was first built, the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ deliberately added a mutual interference prohibition circle to it.
This cannot be kept secret for too long. As long as the formation master deduces it, he will probably be able to detect the fishiness in it.
But what Yiqi Nan Sect is fighting for is this opportunity, as long as each sect quickly completes the establishment and reporting of base stations.
Even if the secrets were discovered by various sects in the future, it would probably be difficult to overturn the number reported by oneself.
Then someone else asked:
"Master Wushuang, there are many dangerous areas in the world that no one will ever set foot on.
For example, the sea, swamps, deserts, etc. and areas disturbed by natural forces.
How to build [sound wave diffusion base stations] in these areas where no one cares?"
Xu Qingzhi looked serious and said solemnly:
"Our intention is to cover the base station as far as possible, especially in these dangerous areas.
After all, once someone is trapped here, maybe the [Shunfeng Ear] can bring a glimmer of hope.
You must know that the world is so big, and even our sect does not have the ability to accomplish it all.
But there are no solutions..."
Xu Qingzhi paused briefly and then said:
"After the rough [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station] is established, we will issue rewards within the area based on the coverage of the base station.
Any practitioner who is willing to establish a [Sound Wave Diffusion Base Station] base station in these areas will be given relatively generous rewards by our sect.
Of course, if you are willing to maintain it here, the annual reward of 10,000 gold talismans will not be stingy."
Mao Yuan keenly felt that the good days of casual cultivation were coming.
If we say that the people who travel the most and have the most adventures in the world are the casual cultivators who are everywhere, there is no place these people dare not go.
Ten thousand gold talismans a year is a wealth that a casual cultivator in the Golden Core Realm may not be able to earn in ten years.