When it came to roaming the martial world and fighting strong enemies, Qian Duoduo was naturally not as good as Luo Dajiang and the others, but when it came to managing a sect and building all the facilities it needed, it was Qian Duoduo's specialty.
Looking at the Residence of Nine Supremes and the Celestial Luck Banner showing the legendary Celestial Luck, Qian Duoduo was so excited as if he had taken a few hundred catties of medicine.
"Everyone has their own specialties. I'm in charge of all this. You only need to assist me or provide manpower. Remember to listen to my arrangements."
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The next morning, Qian Duoduo, who had not slept all night, went down the mountain in high spirits. When he came back, he had already brought back a large group of craftsmen, who were still in high spirits and more excited than if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Mark out this piece of land for me. Not too much, about three acres will do. And this side, about three acres as well, next to each other. Yes! This side … needs fifty acres! Build a small building here; build a pavilion here; dig a pond here; yes, build a building here as well, ten acres of land will do … "
"This is the focus. Expand our mountain range and expand it to three thousand acres …"
While Qian Duoduo was extremely busy, he always maintained a state of mind that was never tired of it. He was truly like a superman.
"The disciples of the nine peaks must be dressed neatly. From now on, personal seniority needs to be strictly divided. The founders will wear purple robes, like the boss; the first generation of disciples will wear yellow; the second generation will wear black; the third generation will wear blue; the fourth generation will wear red; the fifth generation will wear green … and so on …"
"Majordomo Qian, what if there are a dozen generations of disciples in the future? You've used up all the seven colors now. What will happen after that? "
"The seven colors I've set are the main colors. Below that, you only need to match the cuffs and necklines of different colors with different clothes of different colors. These are easy to do. It's clear at a glance, and there won't be any mistakes."
Qian Duoduo had a well-thought-out plan. His words were eloquent and convincing, yet his words had substance and he spoke with certainty.
In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time, but Yun Yang found it troublesome and was afraid that his disciples would have thoughts of leaving and delay their personal progress.
But now, all of this was directly placed on the table. For Qian Duoduo, who had long planned this, it was just putting the plan in his mind into action. There was really no need to be long-winded.
For example, he found over a thousand tailors at one time, but they were all able to do their own thing. They were messy but not messy, and orderly.
"How big exactly?"
"Make your clothes according to the measurements. After you're done, make six sets of clothes for each person from inside to outside. Two sets for summer and autumn, two sets for winter and spring, and two sets for training clothes that are specially used for training and tempering the body … Pay attention to the different styles, don't mix them up."
"Just six sets? Isn't that a little too little? These can only last for a year at most! "
"Yes, I want them to wear it for a year. These little guys are growing up now. I wonder how much they will change after a year. This number is just right …"
"Other than the older ones whose bodies are almost fixed, do this for everyone else."
"Alright."
"Same goes for the shoes."
"Understood."
Little fatty jumped up and down, shouting until his throat was hoarse every day. However, he was never tired of it and continued shouting for days on end.
To Qian Duoduo, building a sect with his own hands and watching it grow from scratch … especially since he was the one who had been the one to plan and manage the sect's basic construction from the beginning to the end, even drawing the blueprint and laying the foundation for everything …
To him, this was already the greatest happiness in this lifetime!
Although he was only the majordomo in the Residence of Nine Supremes, not the founder, not the leader, and not the main fighting force, even Yun Yang, who had personally founded the sect, did not feel as strong a sense of happiness and satisfaction as Little Fatty when the Residence of Nine Supremes had developed to its current state!
In fact, he was far from it, ten or even a hundred times behind!
This was because this was Little Fatty's greatest obsession in this life. It was fresh and unwavering!
All of his learning in the first half of his life, all of his pursuits in the second half, and all of his hard work were entangled in this!
Other than this, there was nothing else!
To Qian Duoduo, the top mystical cultivation method, being unrivaled in the world, being immortal … all of these did not matter. What he wanted was to create the glory of a sect with his own hands!
It would be best if it was the top sect in the world … Then, he would have no desires for three lifetimes …
This was Qian Duoduo's Dao, a branch of the Commerce League's Dao and Shi Wuchen's Dao of the Sword. Each had their own path, but their destination was the same!
Qian Duoduo was busy.
Luo Dajiang and the others were busy as well, cultivating.
Yun Yang's huge breakthrough had given them unprecedented stimulation and impact.
When Qian Duoduo left in the morning, the nine of them did not disperse but continued with a small meeting.
"Boss has entered the realm of Supreme Saint! Yi Tuo is still in closed-door cultivation, and his sword energy is getting stronger and stronger. Although he hasn't left the mountain yet, the sword energy that overflows from him can already affect the entire Residence of Nine Supremes. It's foreseeable that he'll have a great improvement after coming out this time! "
"The few of us, on the other hand, are too weak. We're lagging far behind!"
"We have to catch up. Now that the spiritual Qi in the Residence of Nine Supremes is so rich, it's a great time to cultivate. I think that not only should we continue our previous special training, but we should also work harder and increase the difficulty. Besides cultivating, we should also continue sparring with each other! "
Luo Dajiang said, "If we only maintain the current cultivation progress, I'm afraid that our disciples will catch up with us before we can improve our cultivation base. When the time comes that a master is not as good as a disciple, it will be a great disgrace! "
Luo Dajiang's words made the faces of the Demiurge-Flawed Ten turn very ugly.
"We've noticed this as well." Tie Qingcang's face was solemn. "We've been living too comfortably recently."
In the following period of time, Luo Dajiang and the others really cultivated with all their might!
The intensity of their cultivation was so extreme that it was as if they wanted to train themselves to death.
Every time they cultivated, they squeezed themselves with all their might. First, they unleashed a series of ultimate moves, which would basically deplete their mystical Qi, inner energy, and physical strength within a quarter of an hour. Then, they had to hold on with perseverance.
As they held on, they recovered, and in the shortest time possible, they emptied themselves again and continued to hold on.
It was not that there was no rest time at all, but it was used to answer the doubts of their disciples.
Seeing that their masters were cultivating in such an extreme and extreme way, the true disciples of the Residence of Nine Supremes followed suit, each of them sharpening themselves in a manner that was far beyond what they had been doing before. Naturally, the junior brothers and sisters who were below them felt the threat.
'Senior brothers and sisters' cultivation base has begun to leap again, leaving us further and further behind. What should we do?
Train hard!
Train hard!
Train hard! '
From top to bottom, the Residence of Nine Supremes had launched the most extreme and extreme cultivation mode.
'It doesn't matter if you don't adopt this cultivation method, because what awaits you is only elimination. If you don't want to be eliminated, you can only work hard and go to extremes!'
Even when they were eating, some of them were reciting the formula and going to their senior brothers and sisters with their bowls to ask questions they did not understand. Even when they were squatting, some disciples were constantly thinking about the direction of their cultivation and how to solve the difficulties they encountered.
All of this caused Yun Yang to be shocked when he came back.
Of course, this was a story for a long time to come …
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On the other side …
Yun Yang transformed into wind and cloud again, intending to enter the Demon Realm directly from the sky.
Transforming into wind and cloud, he was no different from being invisible.
However, what baffled Yun Yang was …
When he transformed into wind and cloud and went to the highest point and was about to fly over the Bloody Soul Mountain, he suddenly felt an endless pressure coming from the sky!
It was a unique pressure similar to that of the sky.
It seemed to be warning that no one was allowed to pass through the sky!
Since ancient times, no one had been able to fly over the peak of the Bloody Soul Mountain.
But how could Yun Yang give up? His wind and cloud had always been successful. Even if it was the power of heaven, it still belonged to nature. He did not believe that it could do anything to his wind and cloud transformation!
Yun Yang chose to continue floating up against the huge pressure.
The Manifestation of Wind and Cloud was unique indeed as it continued to rise against the might of Heaven. However, with every few feet that he rose, the pressure would increase. This was due to the significant breakthrough in Yun Yang's cultivation base and the Endless Divine Art reaching the sixth tier. Not only did his cultivation base and combat power increase exponentially, but his physical body's ability to withstand the pressure was also much stronger than before. If it had been his previous weak physique, the current might of Heaven would not have been able to withstand it.
"There are still about five thousand feet from here to the top of the mountain." Yun Yang saw that he had already passed the entrance of the Bloody Soul Mountain for a long, long time. Looking at the end of the sky, he felt very confident and the chance of victory was in his hands.
Bearing the pressure, he flew up another two thousand feet. At this height, he was almost two hundred thousand feet from the ground. Even if he ignored the mighty force of the heavens, just the hurricanes in the sky were enough to produce a cutting force that could tear apart a high-level cultivator.
Yun Yang judged that even a random gust of wind from this height could uproot a small patch of forest, leaving not a single blade of grass behind when it reached the ground.
Even so, Yun Yang could still bear the pressure and even had some energy to spare!
However, at this time, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
The bolt of lightning that had appeared out of nowhere was only as thick as a fingernail. It was twisted and seemed to be powerless. To Yun Yang, who had been through the baptism of a heavenly tribulation, it was not even worth a glance. He could not even spare a glance at it, not even intending to dodge it.
In spite of this, Yun Yang howled in pain the moment he came into contact with the sudden flash of lightning. He was revealed in the sky at once, drifting back and forth amidst the hurricane as he plummeted. With his current cultivation base, he could not even control his body as he plummeted to the ground in a free-fall under the shock of the lightning's power.
It was not that Yun Yang did not want to move, but he could not. His entire body was numb and he could not even move a finger.
The only sense that worked was probably his sense of smell. When the lightning struck his body, his entire body was filled with an indescribable barbecued meat aroma. It was an exotic aroma that assaulted his nostrils. Yun Yang himself wanted to take a few bites when he smelled it, let alone others.
However, this seemed to be his own flesh …
As Yun Yang's thoughts raced, he quickly deduced that when the small bolt of lightning struck him, more than eighty percent of his body had been burnt and roasted. Otherwise, he would not have ended up like this.
Other than his head that was not roasted, the rest of his body … from the neck down, any part of his body could be paired with a fine wine.
Yun Yang did not dare to think about the wonderful spot between his legs. Perhaps, the chicken and eggs would be destroyed at this moment.
If Yun Yang had not ascended to the realm of the Supreme Saint and had the ability to reconstruct his body and reconstruct his golden body, he would have been depressed to the point of committing suicide.
"Right now, I'm probably only left with my internal organs that haven't been completely burned. My head is still fine …"
…
On the Bloody Soul Mountain, at a height of about ninety thousand feet, there was an obvious curved mountain pass. On both sides were cliffs that towered into the clouds. Only this place was slightly lower.
At this height, there was a man dressed in white standing with his hands behind his back. His face was filled with a mocking smile as he looked at the fragrant body falling from the sky.
"He actually wants to fly over the Forbidden Land of Heaven … No matter who he is, this old man is very impressed … It has been a long time since I have eaten fresh meat … Other than the strange giant condor that fell from the top when it was roasted, this old man has forgotten what meat tastes like these years. My luck is really good these days. It has been less than a year, what good luck …"
At this time, another man dressed in white appeared out of thin air. He chuckled and said, "You may be able to eat the giant condor again this time. It is most appropriate to complement the shape of the condor … Congratulations."
The eyes of the man dressed in white were half-lidded as he said coldly, "It seems that you have not remembered the lesson from last time! If you really make this old man angry, this old man will roast you and eat you. Do you think this old man would not dare to or not? "
The man dressed in white guffawed and said, "Brother, I have lost count of how many times I have said that I would roast me after so many years … It is a pity that this old man has never seen you do it. Your mouth is just so-so!"
"Do you want to try?" The man dressed in white's gaze changed abruptly, turning cold.
At this moment, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky.
Yun Yang's body had fallen a thousand feet away.
"This child's luck is not bad. He has actually fallen directly to the Bloody Soul Mouth." The man dressed in white had not finished his sentence when he lifted his hand lightly. A gentle breeze rose abruptly and gently held Leader Yun, who was falling from a high altitude, in mid-air.
It was a gentle breeze, without the slightest ripple, but it held Yun Yang's falling body steady, not moving an inch.
Clap, clap, clap …
A few pieces of fragrant meat fell from Yun Yang's body and fell to the ground. Then, an even more intense aroma spread in all directions.
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Chapter 343
Extreme joy begets sorrow!
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