Immortal Space

After Wang Hong explained Xiao Xi's achievements in detail, Xiao Xi thanked him again, and his gratitude was beyond words.

"Your Majesty's reputation! These are all matters of the subordinate's duty."

Wang Hong straightened his expression, and said: "The rules of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom, there should be rewards for giving, if you keep making you pay and then remain unknown, it is my negligence as a king.

Today, I will reward you with a golden pill, a five-color jujube, and a golden dew fruit to help you form a golden pill. "

Xiao Xi took the elixir, bowed down to Xie En again, Wang Hong smiled and said: "Okay, you go down first, and help me pass Tian Chen in."

It took Wang Hong a day in the Yulong barracks to send out the eighty pill-forming materials, and he received a lot of gratitude.

These people can be selected into the Yulong Army, naturally they are all loyal and good people, they all have enough achievements, and they are all people who can be relied on at critical moments.

Now at the critical moment of life and death, Wang Hong no longer cared about hiding, and took out eighty golden knot pills at once.

If he is defeated this time, or even dies directly, no matter how well he hides it, it is nothing more than an extra secret in the coffin.

The premise of everything is to survive. Only by surviving can you be qualified to find a way to remedy it.

In the few days after these eighty people got the golden elixirs, people from the Yulong army broke through one after another, adding more than 50 golden elixir monks in a short period of time.

The rest of them all failed to be promoted, and Wang Hong was not surprised by this. This is the result that he can only get by matching Jinlu Lingguo and Five-color Lingzao to increase the success rate.

On the contrary, those subordinates who failed to be promoted felt that they had failed Wang Hong's high expectations, and felt ashamed to see Wang Hong again.

For this reason, Wang Hong also specially went to comfort them, let them relax and strive for success next time.

Although fifty Golden Core monks have been added this time, it still does not help the overall situation.

The number of Tier 3 monsters in the Eighteenth Route Monster Race would add up to two thousand. Even if they didn't come out in full force this time, at least there would be no less than one thousand of the enemies.

The population base of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom and the number of monks are so large, even if he devotes all his resources, it is impossible to cultivate so many golden cores.

Wang Hong was alone in the palace, pouring a cup of emerald green tea soup in front of him, and the teacup was covered with mist.

Whenever he encounters a problem and needs to think, he likes to make a pot of mutated Qiulong tea, drink it and think at the same time.

There was a huge map in front of him, which marked the various forces and the possible direction from which monsters might attack.

Taking a sip of tea carefully, his mind was clear, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts were put down.

Staring at this map, he suddenly remembered something, took out another jade slip, and under the stimulation of his magic power, another map was formed in front of him.

This map is a huge ocean, with countless land scattered on it, and these lands are large and small.

In the center is a vast land, made up of several large lands.

Some small landmass appear only as a small black dot on the map and should be more properly called islands.

On the top of this map, there are three large characters of Xiaoyuanjie, which is the map of Xiaoyuanjie that Wang Hong obtained from the warehouse of the Qinghu clan.

In the map, the piece of land they are currently on is just a relatively remote medium-sized land called Hezhou.

"Maybe my previous vision was too short-sighted, why do I have to limit myself to a corner."

"However, the previous six major sects were defeated by the Yaozu, why didn't they migrate to other lands? There must be reasons I don't know."

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and sent out a message talisman, then drank the tea on the table and replaced it with spirit wine and some side dishes.

After a while, the sloppy old man came in from the outside. Now the sloppy old man is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and his image has changed greatly.

Her hair is neatly combed, and her official robes are spotless, giving her a feeling of being out of the dust.

"I've seen His Majesty! I don't know what to call for?"

"Senior Brother Chu, you don't need to be polite, come and sit down and talk! Let's talk while drinking."

Wang Hong pointed to the stool beside him and asked him to sit down.

The sloppy old man was not polite, and sat next to Wang Hong.

"Come on, drink first, how about you try this wine?"

As Wang Hong spoke, he poured a glass of spiritual wine for the sloppy old man.

At their level, ordinary spiritual creatures have little ability to cultivate them, and these wines and dishes are just to satisfy their appetites.

Even if a cultivator has tens of millions of years, if he really only lives for longevity, it would be meaningless.

So in addition to living, there must be other pursuits or hobbies, so that living is not uncomfortable.

In this regard, Wang Hong and Sloppy Lao Dao have a common hobby, that is, they love food and wine.

The sloppy old man took a sip of the spirit wine, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Your Majesty, this wine is not bad! I have lived for hundreds of years, but I have never drunk such fine wine. The previous hundreds of years were really wasted."

The sloppy and old-fashioned mouth, carefully feel the aftertaste in the mouth, after drinking a good wine, there will be an aftertaste in the mouth for a long time.

"I found this from the cave of the ancestor of the Winged Tiger Clan last time. I didn't expect this old demon to like to enjoy it. He has hidden several jars of fine wine."

Hearing several pots, Wang Hong's sloppy and old-fashioned eyes lit up. Of course, Wang Hong knew what he was thinking. This guy was a ruthless person who had been hiding outside his cave for half a year in order to steal the wine from a monster.

"Don't worry, I'll give you an altar later.

This time I came to you mainly because of another matter, take a look at this. "

As Wang Hong spoke, he activated the jade slip map of Xiaoyuanjie again, and a huge phantom of the map appeared in front of him.

The sloppy old man only glanced at it, as if he was familiar with the map.

"This should be the map on the fifth floor of Qingxuzong's library building. This is not a secret among the high-level Qingxuzong."

The sloppy old man used to be the elder of Qingxu Sect, so he naturally knew more about some secret matters than Wang Hong.

"I would like to ask, since everyone knows this map and there are other lands around, why didn't any family choose to migrate to other lands to survive?"

When Wang Hong was in the Qingxu Sect, he only had foundation building and cultivation, and he didn't know the upper level's decisions and secrets.

But at least he knows that after the major forces migrated to the southern and northern regions, life is not going well, and there is even a tendency that they will not be able to maintain it.

"This small metaworld is extremely vast, and although there are many lands, not every land has spiritual energy.

On some lands, the spiritual energy is extremely thin, and monks cannot survive at all.

Of course, most of the land has spiritual energy, but the land with spiritual energy has long been occupied by people. If newcomers want to step in, they will be hostile by everyone on the entire land.

Given the state of the six major sects at the time, if they ventured to other continents, they would most likely be wiped out.

If there is no spiritual energy in the mainland, even if it goes there, it will be meaningless, and it will still be a dead end.

Relatively speaking, the Southern Territory and the Northern Territory are slightly stronger.

There is also a very important point. Starting from our Hezhou, we need to pass through vast sea areas along the way. These sea areas are not calm, but there are countless dangers lurking.

If you want to pass through these areas safely, you must at least have the strength of the Nascent Soul stage. "

When the sloppy old man said this, he drank the spiritual wine in his glass, his eyes were gloomy, and it seemed that some bad memories had been brought back.

Wang Hong helped him fill his glass with wine: "Do you know the area around Hezhou?"

"I didn't have enough cultivation before, and I have never been out of Hezhou, and I am not familiar with the surrounding areas."

After listening to the sloppy old man's explanation, Wang Hong had a general understanding of the surrounding area, "I have something to ask Senior Brother Chu!"

"What's the matter? Your Majesty just ask!"

Wang Hong helped him fill up the glass again, and then said: "I hope Senior Brother Chu will help me check out the surrounding areas, so that I can get to know every piece of land and islands around."

"This matter is not difficult, just leave it to me. Please wait for my good news, Your Majesty."

The sloppy old man agreed, he used to only have the Golden Core stage and dared not leave the Hezhou Continent, but now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is naturally no longer afraid.

"Okay! I will leave this matter to Senior Brother Chu!"

After the two discussed the serious matter, they drank for a while, and when the sloppy old man left, he gave him a jar of spiritual wine as promised.

In fact, these are just spiritual wines that have been aged for three thousand years in the space, which is far behind his ten thousand-year spiritual wine.

However, in reality, it is very difficult to age a jar of spirit wine for three thousand years.

There must be a high-quality spiritual land that cannot be shaken for three thousand years, and the most important thing is that it must not drink it for three thousand years.

Therefore, one or two plants of the 3,000-year-old spirit medicine can occasionally be seen, but no one has seen the 3,000-year-old spirit wine.

The sloppy old man left the palace contentedly with the wine jar in his arms, and set off that day.

This trip needs to go through the Yaozu territory, but for the Nascent Soul cultivator, it is not difficult to sneak past.

During this time, Xu Lun was organizing the population from all over the country to migrate to the royal city.

Many talents have just settled down in one place and enjoyed a stable life for a few years, and now they suddenly have to abandon their homes and businesses again.

There are not many people who can calmly let go of all this. It is necessary to send someone to explain the pros and cons, so that everyone understands how serious the consequences of staying where they are.

Looking at the immature crops in the field, many people's hearts are dripping with blood. These things in the field are their blood and sweat, watered out with time and sweat.

It's only half grown now, but I have to give up all of this and have to leave.

"After leaving here, we went to Wangcheng to eat spiritual food and monster meat every day."

A middle-aged man stroked the head of the little girl beside him, comforting the little girl, and at the same time convincing himself, then picked up the little girl and walked towards the market town.

"Daddy will take you to take a flying boat. The flying boat is huge. I heard it can hold hundreds of people. It can fly in the sky without wings."

In the market town, a family of mortals lined up to go to the flying boat.

"My lord! Please throw your ox down. The ox can't get on the flying boat, and you won't be able to plow the land when you arrive in Wangcheng. You don't need the ox."

Below the flying boat, a martial artist is trying to persuade a hunchbacked old man.