Chapter 462: The Art of Space Transmission
After talking for a while, they learned about the current situation on earth, and the Liangshan Mountain God was also quite emotional.
"When the world is in turmoil, a great era is coming."
"The people are suffering, the dawn is stained with blood..."
Immortals and gods are eternal, but not every immortal god can witness the entire rise and fall of a catastrophe.
Since the creation of the world, there have been several epoch-making catastrophes, such as the creation of the world by chaos, the slaughter of the world by the Heavenly Lord, the title of Heaven by the Human Emperor, the dispute between Heaven and Hell, and so on.
They have all changed the situation in the entire Three Realms.
In this horrific catastrophe, all living beings are dust, and immortals and gods are the cornerstones of filling the catastrophe.
Except for the most transcendent existence at the top, no one can guarantee that they can last forever.
"I, a small god, dare not say that I am involved in it. I just hope that the vortex created by those big guys will not affect us."
The wild elephant also sighed.
As a newly-appointed mountain god, the gold, paper and jade tokens in its body are incomplete, with only six pieces.
The ninth rank of the clergy can only be regarded as the last among the myriad immortals in this vast universe and heaven.
Once something happens, there is a high possibility of death.
However, after Anyue gained control of two-thirds of the world's territory, he also wanted to rebuild and develop the Qianshanling area.
Nowadays, many ordinary people have settled in the outskirts of Qianshanling, reclaiming wasteland and cutting down forests, and rearranging the environment.
We plan to build a large city-state and a field research area in the vast and sparsely populated area of Qianshanling.
In response to this, many creatures in Qianshanling cooperated very well and even took the initiative to help the people build their homes.
It also adds some source of worship to the Barbarian Elephant, giving it some motivation.
In order not to affect the normal habitat of the creatures in Qianshanling, Anyue even had senior officials go to Qianshanling to negotiate and communicate with the intelligent creatures such as the wild elephants.
More than half of the area will be reserved for natural creatures to live in.
In addition, people would raise livestock to be self-sufficient. Hunting in the Qianshanling area was strictly prohibited, as was hunting against wild creatures.
The creatures in Qianshanling need merit to practice, and the human people also want to build a new city-state.
A rare harmony between humans and natural creatures.
However, just when there was finally some hope, disaster struck again.
Looking at the anxious and worried savage elephant, Li Yuan could only comfort it with a few words, there was no other good solution.
Now Qianshan Jun has not been dealt with yet, and Liangshan Mountain God, Manxiang and others are slightly lacking in strength. If they return to their own mountains, it will be easy for something to go wrong.
"We need to study the art of teleporting objects through space earlier, so that we can better protect them."
Li Yuan muttered to himself.
The speed at which immortals and gods can cross an area is very fast, but it also takes some time.
A formation that can withstand the arbitrary teleportation of immortals and gods is extremely rare.
At least, Li Yuan had never heard of this kind of formation before.
I don’t know if it’s the limitation of heaven and earth, or some other factors.
Therefore, the art of space teleportation needs to be developed and matured as soon as possible.
Don't say anything else.
If one day an old friend encounters misfortune, we can send ancient artifacts such as the Broken Emperor Battle Flag and the Chaos Golden Lamp to him in time.
Maybe it can change the situation and save the life of the old friend.
After everyone dispersed.
Zhuge Laodeng nodded to Li Yuan, said nothing, and continued to go down the mountain to investigate certain things.
Li Yuan knew its temperament, and Zhuge Laodeng would not rush to take action before confirming it clearly.
Moreover, given Zhuge Laodeng's prudence, he did not ask Li Yuan for help, which shows that although the matter is troublesome, the degree of danger is not high.
Therefore, Li Yuan just let it go.
Anyway, he was in the mountains, and he could sense anything beyond the mundane happening in Anshan at the first time.
Except for the guide Mo Qi who has special means and unknown origins.
Sitting cross-legged under the old Bodhi tree, Li Yuan was emitting a faint glow, his clothes were spotless, and he looked like a pure and flawless god.
He took out a stone covered with runes and looked at it carefully for a long time.
The material of the stone is not too special, and it emits a hint of spiritual energy, but it is also common in the Three Realms.
The runes on it are the product of Li Yuan's many revisions.
“Hopefully this time it will be delivered.”
Li Yuan took out some small objects, such as a small piece of wood, a small piece of jade, etc.
By using magical powers to carve them into various cute little figures.
In the past, Li Yuan had sculpted a big-headed version of Li Xiaoan, a little doll-shaped Shota Biao, and other cute mountain creatures in various poses.
There was even a sculpture of a person in white with a blurred face.
However, this white sculpture would spontaneously combust every time it was formed, as if private sculptures were not allowed to exist in the world.
This caused Li Yuan to complain every time.
This time, Li Yuan took a large piece of spiritual wood and carved a pattern of a small village.
There are some thin figures on it, carrying hoes and shovels, but they look very happy.
In Li Yuan’s heart, they are all the villagers who once opened up new land with him.
After the carving was completed, Li Yuan activated the stone covered with runes and made hand seals to cast a spell.
"Which edition is this? Oh, it must be successful..."
Li Yuan had modified this technique countless times and had even forgotten how many times he had tried it.
The 'Space Stone' covered with runes trembled, emitting light and enveloping the wooden sculpture.
With a slight whoosh sound, the wood carving disappeared from the spot.
Li Yuan looked into the distance, hoping that the person he was conveying the message to could receive it.
A very far place.
Above the sky.
Shota Biao rides on the clouds and flies at high speed.
About to arrive at Manzhou.
Suddenly, I felt something vibrating in my sleeve.
Thinking of what Li Yuan said, he took out the space stone from his body.
I saw the Space Stone flashing with light, as if it was guiding something.
Gong Yangci, who was also standing on the cloud, couldn't help but wonder, "Master Biao, what is this?"
Shota Biao scratched his head, not knowing how to describe it: "Well... your mountain god's toy."
Gong Yangci: "......"
The Space Stone flickered a few times, then suddenly dimmed again, and nothing happened.
Zheng Tai Biao released his spiritual sense and sensed carefully, and indeed he did not sense anything falling.
"Alas, I failed for the 131st time. Li Xuyuan, can you do it?"
Zheng Tai Biao sighed, put away the Space Stone, and continued to fly forward with Gong Yangci.
And deep in the third heaven.
In an ancient cave hidden in the clouds.
The fairy goddess Yunxia was wearing a light gauze dress, having just finished her "Fairy Bath in Colorful Clouds". She had a slender figure, an unparalleled face, and was breathtakingly beautiful.
There was a flash of light in the air.
A wooden sculpture fell from nowhere.
The immortal god Yunxia subconsciously stretched out his hand and lifted the wooden sculpture as big as a small millstone in his hand.
After taking a quick look, Yunxia Fairy God looked at the lifelike characters above, with the corners of his lips slightly raised and a beautiful smile on his face.
Just by looking at this wood carving, she seemed to have really traveled through time and space, seeing the lively little village and those hardworking villagers who were clearing the land.
"The cloud pattern is still used too much."
The immortal Yunxia played with the wood carving for a while, and after a while, he placed it on a counter in his cave.
There were more than a hundred small items of various kinds placed on the wall of counter grids.
"Next time, fine him another 5,000 merit coins."
"Anyway, this little mountain god is very wealthy and never asks why."
The fairy god Yunxia chuckled and seemed slightly happier.