The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Star-catching tower.

The power of the bright stars and the myriad of purple air are like ribbons, lingering between the buildings, brilliant and colorful, like a palace in the sky.

Shen Yuanliang leaned over the railing and looked into the distance. His angular face and heroic brows were unforgettable at first sight.

At this moment, the Chief of the Astronomical Bureau, Shou Hou, stepped out from the shadows and stated calmly, "Your Majesty, no trace of Emperor Kangxi has been found on the Goguryeo Peninsula."

"Ran?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuanliang turned around, frowned, as if he had punched the air.

After returning from the emperor's tomb, Shen Yuanliang was so busy with so many things to do that he was at a loss. Suddenly he remembered his "old friend" Emperor Kangxi and quickly asked the skinny monkey who had just made a breakthrough to go and check it out.

Unexpectedly, he still ran away.

After a long while, Shen Yuanliang looked around and said, "If he ran away, he ran away. This matter is over."

"Nowadays, the prehistoric world is in chaos and wars are everywhere. We in Daqian must also take action to expand our territory."

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang waved his right hand, and a blue light curtain appeared in the void, revealing the terrain of billions of miles in radius. Mountains, rivers, mineral deposits, and even underground rivers were all marked, making them clear at a glance.

Pointing at the map with his baton in hand, Shen Yuanliang said, "Our Daqian is located in the northeast corner of Nanzhanbuzhou, bordering Dongsheng Shenzhou."

"If you want to expand, there are only four directions: east, south, west and north. The east and south are the sea, and the north is blocked by three thousand weak waters. Only the north is land, but unfortunately it is full of swamps."

Xin Qiji, the Vice Minister of State Affairs, who was wearing a long-winged black hat and a scarlet robe, frowned and said, "That is to say, we can only develop the swamp."

The swampland stretching for hundreds of millions of miles is the dividing line between Nanzhanbuzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou. If this place is really developed, Daqian will have to face the brutal ancient tribes next.

War is inevitable.

Gongsun Shaojun, who was known as the "chief minister of the cabinet," stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the cost of developing the swamp is quite high, and the money and grain in the national treasury may not be enough to support it."

Compared with the "tiny piece of land" of Daqian, the swamp is tens of thousands times larger than Daqian. This move is undoubtedly a snake swallowing an elephant.

"This is Daqian's long-term plan. We don't need to develop all of it. We just need to move forward step by step."

Turning the jade ring in his hand, Shen Yuanliang thought for a moment and then said, "As for the lack of funds, we can rely on the power of the people to sell the sacred mountains and blessed lands in advance to raise funds."

Getting something for nothing is just like buying a house. You have to pay first before you are eligible to buy the house.

Billions of miles of swampland were developed and the land was transformed. With the help of the power of the formation, spiritual veins were condensed and sacred mountains and blessed lands were artificially built.

Sacred mountains and blessed lands are priceless, and the speed of cultivation in them is incomparable. This is a rigid demand, and we are not afraid that people will not buy them, but we are afraid that they do not have enough money.

"This is a good idea."

Upon hearing this method, Gongsun Shaojun, who had a kind heart, had his eyes light up and thought about something. It was as if a new world had been opened up, and ideas popped up in his mind like mushrooms after rain.

"Shitou, lead the army to clean up the swamp and eliminate the ferocious beasts in it. This will provide good conditions for combing the earth veins later."

"It's been exactly 100,000 years. Let's train the army and see the cruelty of the ancient world."

Shen Yuanliang gave instructions one by one, no matter how big or small, thus opening the prelude to the development of the swamp. Man can conquer nature.

The next day, under the lush jujube tree.

"Miss Ling'er, Miss Fengxi, Concubine Mi."

Looking at the three graceful fairies in front of him, Shen Yuanliang did not dare to neglect them and personally poured three cups of tea: "Daqian is going to develop the swamps in the north, and I would like to ask the three fairies to help."

The way of martial arts is about killing, and the way of immortals is about creation. After cutting off his current body, Shen Yuanliang stripped away all his immortal cultivation. In order to develop the swamp, he could only ask for help from Zhao Linger, Feng Xi, and Mi Fei.

"I can help you. Combing the earth's energy is not a problem." Zhao Linger, who was lively and agile, stretched out her fair right hand: "We want to see the martial arts of qi and blood."

Before this, Shen Yuanliang and others had successively obtained the Xingchen, which made Zhao Linger and others very envious, but it was not convenient for them to go to their house to ask for it. Now that the opportunity had come to their doorstep, they hurriedly blackmailed them.

"This is the Martial Code that I compiled." Shen Yuanliang pulled out a thick copy of the Martial Code from his waist pocket, and raised his lips slightly: "We have made a deal, and you are not allowed to regret it."

"Oh no, I got fooled again. I should have asked for something else."

"Too cunning, old fox."

……

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak, and Yuqing Palace are hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Master, the Immortal Court is going to develop the swamp."

Tian Ling'er, who was wearing a pink dress and had red water chestnuts wrapped around her shoulders, blinked her eyes and said solemnly, "This is a great opportunity that cannot be missed."

One hundred thousand years have passed, and Tian Ling'er has already graduated from the Qingdi Academy - Yanjiashu Academy.

With her good talent and a series of opportunities, Tian Linger is now at the peak of the Immortal Golden Immortal. She is only one step away from entering the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm after condensing the five energies in her chest.

At this moment, she was looking for the five elements everywhere. She heard the news from her good friend Hua Zhi that the Immortal Court was developing the swamp, so she immediately rushed back to Qingyun Sect.

Taoist Master Daoxuan, with white hair and a youthful face, looked around, looked at the head of the six peaks, and said, "What do you think?"

Dazhu Peak's chieftain Tian Buyi stood up and said in a carefree manner, "Master, this is a great thing. What are you hesitating about?"

This was a suggestion from his beloved daughter. Who dared to disagree? Thinking of this, Tian Buyi stared at Cangsong on Longshou Peak, Zeng Wuji on Fenghui Peak and others with an eagle-like gaze.

"agreed, agreed."

"Master, there are opportunities everywhere in the swamp. I agree."

Everyone was frightened by Tian Buyi's gaze and agreed one after another.

The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's might. If it weren't for Tian Ling'er, Tian Buyi's cultivation would not have always been higher than theirs, so that everyone could not speak out their grievances, fearing that they would be punched afterwards.

This fat guy was extremely skilled at beating people with a sack, and he did it in one go. Many people from the Qingyun Sect fell victim to his murderous attack.

Tian Ling'er smiled and patted her snow-white chest, saying, "Don't worry, I'm a top student at the Yanjia School. With the help of my Yanjia skills, this trip will be smooth."

"When the time comes, we will accumulate more merits and exchange them for the five elements' energy, and everyone will be able to break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal."

Speaking of Taiyi Jinxian, everyone in the hall felt a great desire in their hearts.

It is easy to become an immortal golden immortal, but it is difficult to become a Taiyi golden immortal, and it is even more difficult to become a Daluo golden immortal. After a hundred thousand years, those of the older generation of Qingyun Sect who were able to break through were basically all golden immortals.

As for those below the Golden Immortals, except for the new disciples, the rest have all died of old age. Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but their graves are covered with grass.

This is the cruelty of the ancient times.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

A rapid and loud bell rang throughout Qingyun Sect. The disciples flew on their swords, their white robes fluttering, and landed like meteors in front of the Yuqing Palace on Tongtian Peak. (End of this chapter)