Three days later, Zhao Shuo hid behind a pile of rubble, carefully observing the movements below the mountain and in the sky.
After a group of demonic birds flew over Rotten Peach Mountain and headed north, he dusted himself off, stood up, and was about to turn around and walk towards the cave.
At this moment, a black dot suddenly appeared on the horizon.
Zhao Sheng stopped and looked.
The black spot grew bigger and bigger, and soon turned into a white cloud boat.
Seeing the Yunzhou approaching Rotten Peach Mountain rapidly, Zhao Shuo became very alert and immediately jumped into the cave to report the news to the elders.
After Zhao Sheng led his clansmen out of the stone cave, the cloud boat just flew over the Rotten Peach Mountain and landed neatly on the ground.
Then, two old men in red robes jumped out from the cloud boat.
One is tall and thin, the other has a round face, and they unabashedly exude the aura of a Foundation Establishment Realm.
Zhao Sheng, Zhao Jinjian, and Zhao Keru looked at each other and simultaneously released the aura of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
At the same time, Zhao Sheng stepped forward and said with a smile, "So you are fellow Daoists from the Danding Sect. I wonder what brings you to my Rotten Peach Mountain?"
The two men looked carefully at Zhao Sheng and the other two, then looked up at the ruined hilltop with strange expressions.
Rotten Peach Mountain? It might as well be called Rotten Tuo Mountain.
At this time, the tall and thin elder of the two spoke up: "Well, we two originally thought that this place had been destroyed by the beast tide. Now it seems that we were wrong. Goodbye!"
"Wait a minute, you two!"
Seeing the two men turn and leave, Zhao Sheng hurriedly stopped them and asked, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, what is the current situation outside? To be honest, we are trapped in Rotten Peach Mountain and have not had any contact with the outside world for a long time."
The tall, thin old man turned around and said, "The largest wave of beasts has passed two days ago, but the aftermath is far from over. As for when the beast tide will end, we two don't know. But it will take at least a month. I hope you can hold out until the beast tide ends. Otherwise, this place will belong to someone else! Farewell!"
After watching the two leave on the cloud boat, Zhao Sheng and the other two discussed and decided not to rebuild Rotten Peach Mountain for the time being.
Hide first and wait until the beast tide passes.
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A month later,
After not seeing any large-scale herds of beasts for three consecutive days, everyone in the Zhao family realized that the beast tide had finally passed.
On this day, the long-lost laughter finally appeared on Rotten Peach Mountain.
A day later, the cloud boat, controlled by Zhao Jinjian, roared towards Jiuding Market.
Zhao Sheng led his clansmen to rebuild Rotten Peach Mountain.
Three months later, a brand new building appeared on Rotten Peach Mountain, and the spiritual fields at the foot of the mountain were reopened.
Seeing that Rotten Peach Mountain was back on track, Zhao Sheng slowly turned his attention to cultivation.
At the same time, Zhao Xuanjing secretly returned to the Gengjin Mine and began his eight-year career as a miner.
A year later, the desolate area was initially settled.
Patriarch Yuye reappeared in the outside world and announced to all major sects that Zhuhuang Ridge was renamed Jinyu Valley.
In the same year, the Yuye Patriarch and his wife broke away from the Ge family and founded the Wu family in Yuye Valley, with their sphere of influence covering an area of 7,000 miles of wilderness.
Time flies, and eight years have passed in the blink of an eye.
That afternoon, Zhao Xuanjing rushed to the Refining Talisman Hall and handed the last batch of Geng gold to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Xuanjing was over forty years old at this time. His square face with thick eyebrows and big eyes was obviously stained by the vicissitudes of time.
This appearance, coupled with his giant-like physique, makes him look very majestic and upright.
In the talisman refining hall, Zhao Sheng looked at the handful of Geng gold in his palm, and a trace of melancholy appeared on his face.
"Oh, it's gone. Oh, by the way, have you found the Platinum Essence?"
"I didn't find it! I searched for a month and searched three times, but I didn't find it. I suspect that the so-called Taibai Golden Essence is just a legend, or it must have vaporized when it landed, or the spirit of the divine object is hiding from me." Zhao Xuanjing guessed with a look of doubt.
"Forget it, if we can't find it, then we can't find it. Maybe we are just too unlucky."
As Zhao Sheng collected the Gengjin, he asked, "Is the mine ready?"
"Uncle Qi, the entire mine has been filled in, ensuring that no outsiders can find any clues."
Zhao Sheng nodded and suddenly asked, "Xuan Jing, which one do you think is better, Rotten Peach Mountain or Taiwu Mountain?"
Zhao Xuanjing's face turned bitter when he heard this. He scratched the back of his head and played dumb as usual. "Seventh Uncle, choosing a spiritual land is a major matter that should be decided by the elders. I'm just a junior and I can only follow orders."
After hearing this, Zhao Sheng laughed and scolded, "You're getting more and more slippery. You don't tell me a word of truth, but just say these nonsense to fool me. Tell me, what are you thinking?"
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Zhao Xuanjing smiled sheepishly, unable to resist revealing the truth. "If you ask me, Taiwu Mountain and Lantao Mountain each have their own merits. Taiwu Mountain's advantage lies in its tranquility and stability, while Lantao Mountain has great potential for development and excellent geographical conditions. Furthermore, Patriarch Yuye has just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. As long as he doesn't die unexpectedly, the Desolate Territory can develop peacefully for at least two thousand years."
Although Zhao Xuanjing didn't say it directly, his words and actions clearly showed that he was optimistic about the future of Rotten Peach Mountain.
His idea coincided with Zhao Sheng's, but most of the Zhao family members were completely inclined towards Taiwu Mountain.
Among them, Zhao Xuan'an's opinion was the most firm, and Zhao Jinjian was also convinced by him.
As for Zhao Keru, he stood in the middle without bias.
Zhao Xuan'an is the head of the Zhao family. If he insists on choosing Taiwu Mountain, Zhao Sheng will have no choice but to refute him.
Seeing that his seventh uncle was lost in thought, Zhao Xuanjing was about to quietly leave, but was stopped again.
"How's things going over at Flame Ridge?"
Zhao Xuanjing quickly said, "The underground fire rooms have already been built. The Ge family said they reserved two specifically for our family."
Zhao Sheng nodded secretly after hearing this, feeling very satisfied with the magnanimity of the Ge family.
The Zhao family's strength is limited, and it is impossible for them to occupy two sacred places at the same time.
So as early as three years ago, he instructed Zhao Xuan'an to give Flame Ridge to the Dan Sheng Ge family.
Although no demands were made at the time, the Ge family obviously had no intention of taking advantage.
These two underground fire rooms are the greatest reward to the Zhao family.
Not to mention if the family uses it themselves, but if it is rented out to others.
The annual rental of a ground fire room can earn at least one or two thousand spirit stones.
Although it's not much, it's a long-lasting trickle of water.
"Uncle Qi, if everything is ok, I'll go out first."
"Wait, there's one more thing. You've already been promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining, right?" Zhao Sheng said, looking at the other person with a sharp gaze.
Zhao Xuanjing smiled innocently and nodded, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Uncle Seventh's eyes. I was just promoted two days ago."
"Great! Xuan Jing, you really gave me a big surprise. I thought I would have to wait another two years, but now it seems we can't delay any longer." Zhao Sheng stood up, walked around his nephew, and exclaimed in admiration.
"Seventh Uncle, do you mean...return to Tianzhu Mountain?" Zhao Xuanjing said as if he had realized something.
"Well, the environment of the secret residence is more suitable for you. Staying in Rotten Peach Mountain will only greatly delay your cultivation speed. You should know that the sooner you try to build your foundation, the better it will be for you."
After saying that, Zhao Sheng immediately ordered him to pack up and return to Tianzhu Mountain as soon as possible.
When Zhao Xuanjing heard that his seventh uncle was also leaving, he asked in surprise, "You don't care about things here anymore."
"Never mind, let Xuan An worry about it himself! Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I can take care of it for one life, but how can I take care of it for generations to come?"
After saying this, Zhao Sheng seemed to have put down a heavy burden, and he felt extremely relaxed.
Zhao Xuanjing didn't quite understand what Zhao Sheng meant, but he could see that his seventh uncle clearly wanted to let go.
"In that case, I'll go back and prepare immediately, and say goodbye to my mother."
Seeing that Zhao Sheng had made up his mind, Zhao Xuanjing didn't say anything more.
He has a pure heart and does not have the same strong desire for power as Zhao Xuan'an.
As for where the family will finally choose to settle, although he prefers Lantao Mountain, he has no objection if the clan members ultimately choose Taiwu Mountain.
After all, he has a special identity and is the leader of the Zhao family's secret department.
According to ancestral teachings, the Anbu cannot interfere in family affairs.