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Chapter 645: Fifty Years of Wind and Rain

The cold and heat are changing, and spring is autumn again. The entire Chu and Qin region ushered in a rare peaceful time. In the second year, many monks from various families in Baishan gathered outside the Tianyin Temple to pick up the last group of prisoners who had been sentenced to five years.

Fa Yin opened the temple gate and returned the personal belongings before everyone was captured. After five years of time and time, the prisoners who walked out of the temple gate in an orderly manner became much more peaceful. After taking their own things, they first politely greeted Fa Yi, and then showed sincere smiles to the relatives who came to pick them up.

When people gather together, some laugh and some express their feelings, and Tianyin Mountain is rarely lively.

"Host, let's wait..."

Among the five casual cultivators who had already entered the school of worship, three saw that he did not intend to teach the martial arts and only passed on the scriptures, and gradually could not hold on. So he chose to return to secular life today and return home with everyone.

Before leaving, the three of them walked to Fa Yin in embarrassment and bowed their heads and said goodbye.

"Amitabha Buddha, there are causes and conditions to gather in the world. This temple originally had two ways to stay and stay, so there is no need to feel ashamed."

Fa Yin gave a tribute and watched him watch until everyone in front of the temple went their separate ways until they disappeared.

On the other side of Chuencheng, the streets have already been restored, but the pedestrians are still sparse, and all the broken walls left by the war are gone. Some brand new shops have been built and have been reopened to welcome guests. Or there are still fairy craftsmen scattered on the pavilion, carefully painting and carving.

Suddenly, the people who were all in peace all looked up and looked at Chu Enshan, which was surrounded by the fog of fairy.

The towering fairy mountain standing in the city gradually became blurred in front of people's eyes. After about three incense sticks, it disappeared without a trace in broad daylight.

The mortal craftsmen were shocked by the magical methods of the immortals and exclaimed in unison, while the monks knew that this was nothing more than the mountain protection formation at the Chuen Mountain Gate that had finally been activated.

It’s just a illusion array, or you don’t see it, the mountain is still there.

After several months, in the third year when Bomu turned into Chu Enming, he was located in the middle of the city, and the vast city lord's mansion was also completed. The city showed vitality for the first time. More than a dozen shuttles and beast ships came from the north. Cultivators of various robes were sent down one by one, and under the warm welcome of the red-robed monks of the Chu-Qin League, they were led to the city lord's mansion.

‘Fellow Daoist Gan! Welcome.’

‘Fellow Daoist Xiong! I haven’t seen you for a long time, how are you doing recently?’

Greetings and laughters sounded in front of the city lord's mansion, and welcoming and seeing you off, it was very lively.

The Immortal Prisoners of the Lingmu League who were driven to build the City Lord's Mansion were taken on the beast ship in a low-key manner and sent to Shandu Mountain in the north.

That night, the mansion held a grand event. While the monks were drinking and drinking, the place where the fairy mountain was hiding, suddenly, white and pure spiritual energy was separated from half of the space, and it was continuously overturned and overwhelmed.

"Okay! OK!"

The monks who were visiting stood up with the master, feeling the real third-level spiritual energy, and praised them in their mouths. They knew that this should be the first time the spiritual gathering array that supplies spiritual energy to the city on Chuen Mountain.

Every day and every month after this day, Chu Encheng City will become more energetic. From time to time, beast ships will transport immortals from Chu Qin land to the north. The north gate with the three big characters Chu Eng Gate will occasionally open, and land-mounted beasts transporting baggage, as well as ordinary teams that support the elderly and young, will be put into the city.

The arrival time of shuttles and beast ships from the north to the south Chucheng, Siguofang, Sanghaifang, Baishafang, even Qifucheng, Jiangnancheng and other directions gradually became regular, and a more punctual round-trip customization was quickly formed.

The city has thin spiritual energy and the population is getting denser. On the streets that are radiating from Chuendao Palace and Auction House as the center of the city, there are finally monks from afar shopping, wandering and traveling in a row.

One morning in the fifth year, the city covered by spiritual mist suddenly became restless, just because a shuttle in the shape of an animal gate suddenly arrived from the south of the future people.

The Chu Qin monks living outside the mountain gate put on red robes, their expressions were nervous on the street, and their bodies were hidden under the cover of the invisible illusion array.

Soon, the Shangqing Lingbao Array, which guarded the entire city, opened a gap. Under the gaze of the officials who stretched their heads out of the door, two powerful golden elixirs wearing Chu Qin's red robe flew out. After some inquiries, they finally introduced the shuttle with five gold-toned characters from the Baishan Beast Control Gate on the bow of the boat into Chuen Mountain Gate.

Nothing bad happened after the Flying Stop of the Beast Gate. Instead, from the direction of Jiuxingfang, the north gate of his house, there were regular shuttles from Chuencheng back and forth. On the street, there were monks of the Beast Gate wearing colorful leather skirts. In addition to being domineering, these people prefer to make trouble for no reason, but everything else was fine. Seeing that they were generous, the immortals in the city endured it and adapted to it the next year.

Year after year, more and more public security incidents that can cause the city lord's law enforcement monks to be troubled by the city lord's mansion have begun to occur frequently. The city lord's mansion is becoming more and more busy. From time to time, a team of Chu Qin red-robed monks rushed out of the mansion and violently rushed to the crowd gathered in front of a shop to watch the fun. Without saying a word, the monks involved in the crime were arrested and escorted back to the mansion.

Outside the deserted south gate, monks occasionally began to fight alone or in groups.

Death and injury are naturally becoming increasingly common.

On the tenth year, Chu En Xianshan appeared again before the naked-eyed mortal fetus. The main road in front of the city lord's mansion was full of people, "Wan Sheng!Wan Sheng!" Whether it is the immortal mortal, people shouted and jumped, sending out the arduous soldiers composed of three shuttles and dozens of beast ships.

The shuttle and the beast ship cast a shadow like a moving military city and came out from above the south gate. After ten days, the fireworks of victory could be seen from afar above the several mountain gates in the south. So the immortals in the city gathered together again, looking forward to welcome the Chu and Qin army that was victorious.

Seventeen years passed like this.

When we were returning to the army, there was another abnormal movement over the mountain gates in the south, but this was replaced by fireworks from the Suojie to the wolf smoke that warned us.

Chu Encheng suddenly became restless, and the horn drums gathered in the mountain gate were heard. Countless red-robed monks of Chu and Qin flew out of the mountain gate and rushed all the immortals on the street into nearby buildings. Then they posted a notice and announced a curfew.

A few days later, the curfew was replaced with a stricter ban, and the streets became empty during the day, and the entire fairy city once again showed a solemn and murderous aura.

The entry and exit of the city is naturally prohibited. The egg-shaped array defense shield is bright and bright, completely hiding the entire city.

Only in the north, there are shuttles and beast ships arrive from time to time, lingering outside Chu En Gate for a while, and then the heavily guarded Chu Qin monks welcomed into the city.

The monks who came down from the shuttle were either wearing Chu Qin's red robes, or had red, white, and blue clouds floating on the white Qiyun Taoist robe.

Most ordinary people in the city know that those monks came from the Sanchu Lord’s family, but some of them were young, even if they were born in this city and raised in this city, they could no longer recognize each other’s feet.

The fixed shuttle beast ships were naturally cut off.

Just guarding every day, several months later, the figure of the enemy appeared from the south. Under the green Lingmu Alliance, the roar of the pack beasts, the war drums shook the sky, and the ocean composed of monks was boundless. Everyone looked at this Chu Encheng, and there seemed to be endless hatred engraved in their eyes...

'boom!'

The flying shuttle from the city to negotiate with the white flag. The golden elixirs on both sides cursed the formation from afar, but nothing could stop the war from happening again. The spiritual wood ten thousand people formation reappeared, and two huge phantoms of the Nascent Soul Dharma Phase were attacking again and again in the air. With the thunderous roar, the mountain protection formation began to tremble and roar.

The building near the city gate was damaged again. The monk Chu Qin holding a flying sword was divided into teams after team, running wildly along the street, breaking into the building to arrest spies, putting out fires everywhere, shocking and soothing people's hearts.

After about half a year, the supply was visible to the naked eye and the mortals hiding at home could clearly feel that the supply of food, drinking, water and other supplies distributed by the Chu Qin League had decreased.

Every month, it's less.

The scenery in the city is getting worse and worse, and the expressions of the Chu Qin monk during the shuttle are getting heavier and heavier every day.

After gritting his teeth and persevering for another two years, some monks began to come down from Chuen Mountain and entered solid buildings such as auction houses and Taoist palaces in batches, or directly built magic circles on the old roads in the city, making plans to break the city and break the city and block the death.

Fortunately, one day later, the Lingmu army in the south of the city suddenly withdrew.

All the noise came to silence, and the city suddenly became so quiet that it was so quiet that it could be heard.

The leaders of the Qiyun Chamber of Commerce, who were the most well-informed, rushed out of the shop despite the ban and started celebrating.

No one bans this time.

"Life and die together! Bless me, Chu Qin!"

Then, the fairy music was heard from the top of Chuen Peak, as if it was declared that the battle to defend the city that lasted nearly three years was a complete victory.

People emerged from the hiding door hole, under the rubble, and celebrated like crazy. No matter how immortals or mortals, they hugged each other when they saw people, raised their arms and shouted together.

The main road in front of the city lord's mansion was once again crowded with people.

Various celebrations lasted for more than a month.

Since then, the snow, rain, wind, frost, lightning, thunder and thunder outside cannot enter the Chuen Fairy City, which is as warm as spring all day long. However, life will eventually continue, repairing buildings and business transactions, and gradually, everything will return to normal.

Some Xianfan died of old age in the city, and some Xianfan married and had children in the city. Time flies, and before I knew it, it was close to the 50th anniversary ceremony of the naming of Chuen City.

At this time, the new generation in the city realized that the history of Chu En's name was only fifty years. They thought that this city naturally belonged to Chu Qin, and it was natural and true, and it has been like this since eternal age.

"please!"

"please!"

The Chu Endao Palace, which was once crowded, was suddenly blocked. Chu Qin monks set up several lines of defense, strictly prohibiting anyone from entering.

There was another scene in the Taoist palace that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, except for several monks near the arena.

In the middle of the ring, Qi Xiu, wearing a blue shirt and his eyes were condensed. He raised his hand to Qi Zhuan, who had a majestic temperament, with his long hair in Zibo in front of him. The two said the word "please" to each other, and smiled and used their own skills.
Chapter completed!
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