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Chapter 645: Fifty Years of Storms

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    Winter and summer changed, spring turned to autumn, and the whole territory of Chu and Qin ushered in a rare peaceful time. In the second year, many monks from various schools in Baishan gathered outside Tianyin Temple to pick up the last batch of five people.  Prisoners who have served their sentences.  Fa Yin opened the temple door and personally returned everyone's personal belongings before they were captured. After five years of getting along day and night, the prisoners who walked out of the temple in an orderly manner became much calmer. They took over their belongings and greeted Fa Yin politely.  Then he showed a sincere smile to his relatives who came to pick him up.  People gathered together, some laughing and chatting, some expressing their sorrows, and Tianyin Mountain became unusually lively.  "Host, I'll wait" Among the five casual cultivators who had already converted and worshiped as disciples, three of them saw that he really did not intend to teach the exercises, but only preached the scriptures. Gradually they could no longer persist, so they chose to return to secular life today and join the rest of the world.  Return home together.  Before leaving, the three of them walked up to Fa Yin embarrassedly and said goodbye.  "Amitabha, there is a reason why he came to this world. I went to this temple to stay there, so there is no need to feel ashamed." Fa Yin bowed calmly and watched as everyone in front of the temple went their separate ways until they disappeared.  Over in Chuen City, order has been restored on the streets, but the pedestrians are still sparse, and the ruins left over from the war are all gone. Some brand-new shops may have been built and reopened to welcome customers, or there may still be immortal craftsmen scattered around.  On the pavilion, there are meticulous paintings and carvings.  Suddenly, all the people who were doing their own business raised their heads and looked towards the Chuen Mountain surrounded by fairy mist.  The towering fairy mountain standing in the city gradually became blurry in front of people's eyes. After about three sticks of incense, it disappeared without a trace in broad daylight.  The mortal craftsmen were so surprised by this magical fairy method that they exclaimed in unison, while the monks knew that this was nothing more than the Chuen Mountain Gate's mountain protection formation finally being activated.  It¡¯s just an illusory formation. Whether you see it or not, the mountain is still there.  A few months later, in the third year of Bomu's transformation into Chu Enming, the vast city lord's palace in the middle of the city was completed. For the first time, the city showed vitality, with dozens of shuttles, beasts and beasts.  The boat came from the north, and monks in various robes came down one after another. Under the warm welcome of the red-robed monks from the Chu-Qin Alliance, they were led to the city lord's palace.  ¡®Friend Daoist Gan!  Welcome welcome.  ¡¯ ¡®Fellow Taoist Xiong!  Long time no see. How are you doing?  ¡¯ There was a lot of chatter and laughter in front of the city lord¡¯s mansion, people were being welcomed and sent off, it was so lively.  Those immortal prisoners of the Lingmu Alliance who were driven to build the city lord's palace were quietly put on beast ships and sent to Shandu Mountain in the north.  That night, a grand party was held in the mansion. During the banquet where all the monks were drinking and drinking, at the hiding place of the Immortal Mountain, a white and pure spiritual energy suddenly separated from the half-space, pouring down continuously.  "Okay! Good!" The guest monks stood up together with the host, feeling the genuine third-level spiritual energy, and all praised it.  They knew that this should be the first operation of the spirit-gathering array on Chuen Mountain that supplied spiritual energy to the city.  Every day and every month after this day, Chuen City will become more energetic. From time to time, beast ships will transport immortals from the land of Chu and Qin in the north.  Occasionally, the gate would be opened, allowing land-traveling beasts of burden and ordinary people supporting the elderly and young to enter the city.  The arrival times of shuttles and beast ships from the north to Nanchu City, Siguofang, Songhaifang, Baishafang, and even Qifu City and Jiangnan City gradually became regular, and a relatively punctual round-trip customization was soon formed.  Mortal settlements in the city, which had a thin aura, were becoming more and more densely populated. On the streets radiating out from the large shops in the center of the city such as Chu'endao Palace and the auction house, there were finally people who could shop, hang out, and shop in row upon row.  The figure of a monk playing in the distance.  One morning in the fifth year, the city shrouded in aura mist suddenly became restless, because a shuttle in the shape of a beast gate suddenly arrived from the south of the future.  The Chu and Qin monks living outside the mountain gate put on red robes one after another, looking nervously on the street, and their figures were hidden under the cover of the invisible phantom formation.  Not long after, the Shangqing Lingbao array guarding the entire city opened a gap. Under the gaze of the heads and ministers of the families who stuck their heads out of the shop door, two golden elixir powerful men wearing Chu and Qin red robes flew.  After some questioning, he finally led the shuttle with the five gilded characters of Baishan Royal Beast Gate on the bow into Chuenshan Gate.  Nothing bad happened after the Yushoumen shuttle left. On the contrary, shuttles began to fly back and forth from Chuen City regularly from the direction of Jiuxingfang at the north gate of his home, and Yushoumen began to appear on the streets wearing colorful leather skirts.  As for the monks, except for their domineering personalities and their tendency to cause trouble for no reason, these people were otherwise fine. For the sake of being generous, all the immortals in the city endured it, and they all adapted to it the next year.   Year after year, more and more security incidents that cause headaches to the city lord's law enforcement monks begin to occur more frequently. The city lord's mansion becomes increasingly busy. From time to time, a group of Chu and Qin red-robed monks rush out of the mansion and violently rush into the gathering.  The crowd watching the excitement in front of a certain shop could not help but arrest the monk involved in the crime and escort him back to his home.  Outside the deserted south gate, monks began to occasionally fight there either individually or in groups.  Deaths and injuries are naturally becoming more and more common.  In the tenth year, the Chu En Immortal Mountain once again appeared before the naked eye. The main road in front of the city lord's palace was already crowded with people, 'Wan Sheng!  Won victory!  ¡¯ Regardless of whether they are immortals or mortals, people are shouting and jumping for joy, and they will be sent off by a powerful army composed of three shuttles and dozens of beast ships.  Shuttles and beast ships cast shadows like a mobile military city, passing through the formation over the south gate. Ten days later, the fireworks of victory could be seen in the distance above several mountain gates in the south, so the immortals in the city gathered again.  In one place, the Chu and Qin armies eagerly welcomed the victorious troops.  Just like that, another seventeen years passed.  Where the troops returned, there was another movement over the mountain gates in the south, but this time the victory fireworks were replaced by warning smoke.  Chuen City suddenly became agitated. The sound of horns and drums gathering troops came from the mountain gate. Countless Chu and Qin red-robed monks flew out of the mountain gate and roughly drove all the immortals on the street into nearby buildings. Then they posted notices indiscriminately.  , announced a curfew.  A few days later, the curfew was replaced by a stricter one, the streets became empty again during the day, and the entire fairy city once again showed a chilling atmosphere.  Naturally, entering and exiting the city is also prohibited. The egg-shaped defensive shield shines brightly, completely hiding the entire city.  Only in the north, shuttles and beast ships arrived from time to time, waiting outside the Chu En Gate for a while before being welcomed into the city by the heavily guarded Chu and Qin monks.  The monks who got off the shuttle were either wearing Chu Qin red robes, or there were red, white, and blue clouds floating on the white Qiyun Taoist robes.  Most of the common people in the city knew that those monks came from the Sanchu master's family, but there were also some young ones who no longer recognized each other even though they were born in this city and grew up in this city.  The regular shuttle ship traffic has naturally been cut off.  Just like this, we were on guard day by day. After a few months, the enemy appeared from the south. Under the green banner of the Lingmu Alliance, the beasts of burden roared, the war drums shook the sky, and the ocean of monks was boundless. Everyone looked at this Chu En  Cheng's eyes seemed to be engraved with endless hatred 'Boom!  ' The shuttle flew out of the city to negotiate with a white flag. The golden elixirs of both sides cursed the formation in the distance, but nothing could prevent the war from happening again. The Lingmu formation of ten thousand people reappeared, and two huge phantoms of the Nascent Soul were shot in the air again and again.  Along with the thunderous roar, the mountain guarding formation began to tremble and roar.  The building near the city gate was damaged again. The Chu and Qin monks armed with flying swords divided into small teams and ran along the streets. They broke into the building to arrest spies, put out fires everywhere, intimidate and comfort people.  ¡°About half a year later, supplies became visibly tense. Mortals hiding at home could clearly feel that the food, drinking water and other supplies distributed by the Chu-Qin Alliance had become less.  With each passing month, there are fewer.  The scenery in the city is becoming increasingly gray, and the expressions of the Chu and Qin monks during the shuttle are becoming more and more serious day by day.  After gritting their teeth and persisting for two more years, monks began to come down from Chu'en Mountain and stationed themselves in solid buildings such as auction houses and Taoist palaces in batches, or directly set up magic formations on old sites on important roads in the city, planning to split up and fight to the death after the city was broken.  .  Fortunately, one day after that, the Lingmu army in the south of the city suddenly withdrew.  All the noise fell into silence, and the city was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.  The most well-informed directors of the Qiyun Chamber of Commerce rushed out of the shop despite the ban and started celebrating wildly.  This time no one stopped it.  "We will live and die together! Bless me, Chu Qin!" Then a stream of fairy music could be heard from the top of Chu En Peak, seeming to declare a complete victory in the battle to defend the city that lasted for nearly three years.  People came out from hiding in the doorways and under the rubble, and celebrated like crazy. No matter whether they were immortals or mortals, they hugged each other when they saw people, and raised their arms and shouted together.  The main road in front of the City Lord's Mansion was once again crowded with people.  Various celebration activities lasted for more than a month.  From then on, the snow, rain, wind, frost, lightning and thunder outside could not enter the Chuen Fairy City, which was warm as spring all day long.  However, life will continue after all, with buildings being repaired and business going on, and gradually, everything will return to normal.  There are immortals who die of old age in the city, and there are immortals who get married and have children in the city. Time flies, and before you know it, the 50th anniversary ceremony of the naming of Chuen City is approaching.    At this time, the new generation and new generation of talents in the city were shocked to realize that the name of Chu En was only fifty years old. They originally thought that this city belonged to Chu and Qin of course, and it was natural and justified, and it had been like this since ancient times.  "Please!" "Please!" Chu Endao Palace, which used to be crowded with people, was suddenly blocked. The Chu Qin monks set up several lines of defense to strictly prohibit anyone from entering.  Inside the Dao Palace, which can accommodate ten thousand people, it is a different scene. Except for a few monks near the ring, there is no one else.  In the middle of the ring, Qi Xiu, who was dressed in a green shirt and had a focused gaze. He had a majestic demeanor and raised his hand to Qi Zhuang, the long-haired sword demon in front of him. The two said "please" to each other and smiled.  Each of them showed off their special skills.
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