My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 144 Widely recruit disciples and disciples to participate in the world of great controversy!
The moon and stars are rare.

A round of bright moon hangs on the dome, radiating the moonlight of bamboo shoots.

There were bursts of laughter on Misty Peak.

The practice field on the top of the peak and the platform halfway up the mountain are full of people, and there are nearly a hundred independent furniture and futons.

Every Piao Miao gatekeeper has his own rules, and everyone sits down on the futons, holding up wine glasses and toasting each other.

There are more than a dozen dishes on the table, which are rich and fragrant.

Each serving is very small, such as stir-fried crab meat with Bodhi seeds, there are only a few Bodhi seeds, and only a spoonful of crab meat.

But no one dared to swallow it whole, simply because it couldn't be digested.

Every dish is a treasure from the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, in addition to the meat and bones of the big monster, even a piece the size of a thumb can cause indigestion for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it takes a long time to swallow. Time can refine.

On the training ground at the top of the mountain.

Only Han Shou, Fu Ling'er, Qi Lu, Chen Cui, and the seven new disciples Qi Lu and Chen Cui took.

Han Shou's table is at the top, on the left is Fu Ling'er on the left, and on the right is Wang Jin, the head of the three generations of disciples who finally got his name.

Under Wang Jin, six third-generation disciples lined up one by one.

Wang Jin's appearance is handsome, with clear water chestnuts and graceful atmosphere, which coincides with the calmness of a generation of big disciples.

Below him, Chen Yue, Zou Long, Liu Baiyuan, Qin Du, Huang Zhongyuan, and Xu Lili couldn't hide their joy and excitement.

All six of them were handsome men and women, and their bodies were slightly stiff and extremely nervous.

Han Shou raised his glass and laughed, "Why are you so nervous? Don't be nervous, take it easy!"

"It's because of my incompetence as the former viewer that we got together this time!"

"It's been 50 years since one retreat, and Ling'er, Qi Lu, and Chen Cui have suffered a lot!"

Qi Lu got up and said respectfully: "Master, you are serious. With the treasures and materials you left behind, even if someone else comes, they can do as well as us!"

"What's more, the dedication of the elder sister is the biggest!"

"That's right, master, the senior sister is actually under the greatest pressure. On the contrary, the disciple and junior brother Qi just waved the flag and shouted, and didn't make much contribution!" Chen Cui smiled modestly.

"Master, don't listen to the nonsense of Junior Sister Chen and Junior Brother Qi, they will only pay more to the Taoist temple than the disciples, never less! The two of them should be the ones who deserve the most credit!"

"OK OK!"

"Being a teacher is not here to judge meritorious deeds!"

"The achievements of the three of you are well known as a teacher, so don't push them around!"

"If this goes on like this, it will become even more of a teacher!" Han Shou laughed and joked.

"Linger!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Just let Pingyao and Jue Mie Xian go away. Once the teacher retreats again, these two are not easy to give. Most of them will try their best to come to the door again and ask you to end the humiliation at the hands of the teacher."

"Ling'er, have you...have you thought about how to deal with it?" Han Shou said with a smile.

Ling'er seemed to have turned into a quirky little girl again, and said slyly: "Then master, can you postpone the retreat time soon?"

"As long as you don't retreat, people from Xianmen will not dare to come no matter how courageous they are!"

Han Shou was amused: "You girl, is it true that as a teacher, I will stay by your side for the rest of my life to support you?"

Divine Sense swept over the phantom of the hourglass on his left arm.

At this moment, the flow of sand grains is extremely slow, and it is easy to calculate that the next time the Great Desolation Passage will be opened will be at least ten years later.

Fu Ling'er clapped her hands with a sweet smile: "That's great!"

"Junior Brother Qi, Junior Sister Chen, and the seven nephews have all heard it. Master, the old man himself said that he will support us for the rest of his life!"

"Everyone must be a witness!"

……

A joyful feast will eventually come to an end.

Two hours later.

Han Shou walked on the mountain path of Misty Peak with his hands behind his back.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing Han Shou's skirt lightly.

Fu Ling'er followed suit, followed Han Shou, and softly reported the big and small things that happened on Misty Peak in the past 50 years.

After half an hour, her voice changed:
"Master, the land of Great Yan Wuzhou is not very big, and there are only a few billion mortals. Compared with 50 years ago, the spiritual energy of the outside world has not shown a clear trend of exhaustion!"

"If the current speed is followed, it is very likely that the aura of heaven and earth will be exhausted after a thousand years!"

"The successive battles between the Central Continent Dynasty and the Xizhou Ghost Fang are essentially an annexation battle between the Immortal Sect, the leader of the Taoist sect behind the Central Continent Dynasty, and the Wu Sect behind the Ghost Fang Alliance."

Han Shou nodded slightly, listening intently.

Fu Linger doesn't have the slightest cunning of a weird elf, and her charming face is full of worry:
"To collect resources from all over the world, most of them still have to rely on mortals. The number of monks is ultimately limited."

"The disciple speculates that the competition between the Xianmen and the Wumen is essentially a concern that the spiritual energy of the world is declining, so they want to annex the other party and obtain more resources to survive this catastrophe of spiritual energy exhaustion!"

"The disciple once read the classics, and he can probably find the law of spiritual decay and recovery!"

"Every 10 years or so, there will be a reincarnation of aura decay between heaven and earth, which will last for more than 3000 years."

"The last and last spiritual decay occurred 10 years ago, and 20 years ago, and there are very few ancient records before that."

"The last two aura failures have a lot in common."

"Within 1000 years, the spiritual energy will completely exhaust, and Dayan will enter the era of no spiritual energy, and will enter the recovery of spiritual energy in 2000 years."

"In the few recorded books, the only words mentioned about the exhaustion of spiritual energy are the collapse of the practice world, the disappearance of the monk's realm, and the loss of life."

Fu Ling'er frowned: "What happened in the 3000 years when the spiritual energy was exhausted is unclear, and it seems that it was deliberately deleted!"

"Therefore, this disciple boldly guesses that the practice world will become more and more chaotic in the future."

"There is always a big sect who can know such information in advance, and then start to prepare for the catastrophe in advance."

"Xianmen can connect with the heavens. The Xizhou Wumen is stronger than the Xianmen. It is impossible to have no connection with the heavens. Therefore, the secular forces under their rule are likely to want to annex each other and accumulate huge amounts of resources to survive the Great War. Get ready!"

"And the battle will become more intense in the future, and it won't be long before the major forces in the practice world in the five continents will completely fall into chaos."

Fu Ling'er pursed her lips and said solemnly: "Every sect will do its best to collect materials. If the collected materials are insufficient, it will be difficult to survive the catastrophe. This is... a struggle for life!"

Han Shou was noncommittal, and strolled into the bodhi forest and bitter bamboo forest that were transplanted in the afternoon on the back mountain.

Thick and viscous spiritual energy is continuously absorbed from all directions, but the spiritual energy of Dayan World is much worse than that of Honghuang, let alone compared with the Paradise of Saint Dojo.

The aura absorbed from all sides is simply not enough to support the growth of the two populations of spiritual roots, and they can only barely maintain their vitality.

Han Shou sighed: "That's right, spiritual energy is the same to spiritual roots for monks. Without spiritual energy, spiritual roots will wither. Without spiritual energy, monks will also lose their cultivation base and life span."

"Ling'er, what do you want to do?"

Fu Ling'er said loudly: "Fight!"

"Accept a wide range of disciples and disciples, and participate in the world of great controversy!"

"As long as all the resources from the world are collected, the master's Dao inheritance is enough to wait until the spiritual energy recovers in 3000 years!"

Han Shou smiled.

Fu Linger:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)