Now that the Flowing Cloud Realm was improving so quickly, the older generation couldn't help but sigh and even feel envious.
What was the Flowing Cloud Realm like in the past? The spiritual energy was thin and resources were severely damaged. If one could cultivate to the fifth level of King Wu, they would have to spend a lot of money. Once one reached that level, they could influence and even lead the direction of the world. But now, only a dozen years had passed, and it had already become history.
Moreover, it made people feel that it was a very distant matter. After all, the current fifth level of King Wu wasn't an expert and was only a core force. The top experts were the most terrifying. Rank 9 experts were not few in number.
This was also something that made people feel gratified and happy. On the other hand, some cultivators, due to their own talents or excessive consumption potential when they were young, were powerless in the current great era. They could only sigh and lament.
Because of Xiao Yang's appearance, in this short period of time, the Flowing Cloud Realm had undergone earth-shattering changes. Furthermore, the speed of the attack was so fast that it caught everyone off guard and caught them off guard.
Some sects or aristocratic families with deep foundations felt a little better when they saw their juniors growing rapidly. Although their generation didn't have much hope, as long as the younger generation could stand up, it was still very impressive.
After Xiao Yang condensed the eighth spirit vein, he began to preach again.
This time, it continued for seven days. Every day for four hours, any cultivator in the Flowing Cloud Realm could come and participate.
Many cultivators came to listen and gained a lot. But at the same time, there were some people who didn't learn anything. It was as if they came for nothing and didn't improve at all.
These people didn't complain. They just felt that their talent and comprehension weren't enough. After all, there were many cultivators who used this opportunity to break through and become even stronger. But now, there was no change at all. If it wasn't their problem, could it be the preacher's problem?
As time passed, Xiao Yang became more and more majestic in the hearts of everyone in the Flowing Cloud Realm. Some of them even felt a sense of pride in their hearts.
Because their Flowing Cloud World had people like Xiao Gong Zhu, they could do this. It didn't matter if they were unscrupulous. Even if the sky fell, Lord Xiao would hold it up. Why should they worry?
At the same time, there were also many cultivators who wanted to become Xiao Yang's disciples. However, in the end, they didn't even manage to enter the Northern Light City. They could only stay in Baixing City.
The current Northern Light City was no longer the same as it was in the past, where the various large sects and clans had to compete for those extremely talented disciples. Now, countless geniuses had rushed over.
Sun Youcai and Sun Desheng seemed to have expected such a situation. They knew about it and came up with a plan to deal with it. It could be said that before Xiao Yang returned from the God Realm, the Northern Light City had already started a very strict selection process.
Now, it was even more difficult to enter the Northern Light City. Whether it was in terms of talent or temperament, he was definitely a top-notch disciple. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to join.
When Xiao Yang had nothing to do, he would patrol the Flowing Cloud World. If he had a sudden thought, he would even throw down some spiritual flower and spiritual grass seeds. He was very casual and didn't arrange or arrange them.
The arrangements for the revival of spiritual energy had been completed long ago. What Xiao Yang could do now was just icing on the cake.
However, in his opinion, the more spiritual energy there was, the better.
To let the Flowing Cloud World undergo a complete transformation was originally a huge project. Moreover, it would require an innumerable amount of time to achieve it.
Fortunately, Xiao Yang had enough patience. He wasn't anxious or impatient. Even though he knew that the God Realm had already started the alliance meeting and was preparing to become a middle world, he still appeared to be at ease.
After all, there were many things that could not be done in a hurry.
After half a year, Xiao Yang's eighth spiritual meridian had become extremely stable. At least in his opinion, he could attempt to form the ninth spiritual meridian.
He had a lot of resources and treasures. If he gave it his all, forming the ninth spiritual meridian wouldn't be difficult.
However, he still felt that something was missing.
As for the location of the third grotto-heaven, Xiao Yang didn't know. He couldn't even sense it. Of course, it was an extremely hidden place. If the Heart of the World didn't point it out to him, it would be difficult to find it.
Just like the Distant Southern Grotto-Heaven and Northern Peak Grotto-Heaven. If the Heart of the World didn't clearly mark out their locations, it would be impossible to find them.
In this half a year, Xiao Yang tried to sense it himself. However, in the end, he didn't find anything.
Even though his consciousness could observe every corner of the Flowing Cloud World, it was difficult to find any clues.
This made Xiao Yang feel helpless. This kind of matter made people feel extremely helpless.
During this period, Xiao Yang also asked a few times. However, the Heart of the World didn't give him any response. It was as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
Since there was no response from the Heart of the World, Xiao Yang couldn't force it. He could only wait patiently.
On this day, Mu Yang returned from the Profound Fighting World. He took out a few rings and handed them to Xiao Yang. He said, "With my old bones, I have to make this trip every year. It's inevitable that I'm tired."
Saying this, Mu Yang looked like he was complaining.
Asking him to go to the Profound Battle World to collect offerings was something he had no choice but to do.
After all, only he and Xiao Yang had gone to the Profound Fighting World. Furthermore, Mu Yang's cultivation was the highest in the Flowing Cloud World apart from Xiao Yang. Furthermore, he had the Vermillion Flame Token. As long as he didn't encounter a Martial Emperor, he could do whatever he wanted.
Letting him go was the safest way. There wouldn't be any accidents.
Xiao Yang didn't pay attention to Mu Yang. He sent his consciousness into the rings and began to carefully calculate whether the things inside were qualified.
If there was even a little bit missing, he would ask Mu Yang to go again.
Although the Profound Fighting World's Main Fighting Faction had been mostly killed, if they weren't suppressed, it wouldn't be long before they showed their true colors again.
After confirming that there were no mistakes, Xiao Yang nodded in satisfaction. He put down the rings and said, "Since you find it troublesome, I'll have to trouble senior to go again. This time, I'll ask for ten years of offerings!"
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