Chapter 129: Formation

After hearing this, Guo Xing finally sorted out the thread.

He touched his chin and pondered for a while before muttering:

"It turns out that the Canglangtu is so useful.

Then why did you give me such an important thing so easily?

Oh, yes, I remember.

The reason why this thing came into my hands was that a dead ghost wanted to use it to plot against my master.

But now that dead ghost is dead, why don't you take the Canglangtu back?"

When he said the last sentence, Guo Xing had already turned his head to look at Lu Zhengye.

Lu Zhengye spread his hands awkwardly and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know anything!"

"Old fox!"

Although Guo Xing knew that Lu Zhengye would probably know something, he didn't intend to dig deep.

He didn't care how much interest was involved behind the scenes.

As long as he could hold Fang Mu's thigh tightly, no matter what entanglement was behind it, it would not affect him.

The most critical thing now was whether Fang Mu could successfully establish a sect.

Although he believed in Fang Mu's strength, Fang Mu's real body was not here this time after all.

Being so far away, Fang Mu's strength would probably be discounted.

The last time Fang Mu tried to capture Shao Tianhe from a distance, he was fooled by the other party.

'Master, you must be strong this time...'

Just as he was praying silently, the Canglangtu on the bookshelf suddenly burst into a dazzling light!

Guo Xing turned his head and saw a crisp bamboo joint flying out of the Canglangtu.

When Fang Mu first founded his school, Guo Xing had seen this thing. This was a revitalized thousand-foot bamboo!

Although this bamboo joint looked very delicate, it was actually very hard.

It directly broke through two layers of concrete, and smashed through the foundation of the villa all the way, deeply piercing into the soil below.

Immediately afterwards, overwhelming spiritual energy gushed out from the Canglangtu and drilled into the ground through the holes made by the bamboo joints.

Because the gushing spiritual energy was too turbulent, it actually caused a spiritual energy storm.

The glass in the villa, which had just been installed a few days ago, was all shattered by the spiritual energy storm.

"My villa..."

Just when Guo Xing looked around with a look of heartache, he found that the whole villa was shaking violently.

At this time, Fu Yuxuan ran over from nowhere.

He grabbed Lu Zhengye, who was still in a daze, and ran out of the villa. Then he turned his head and shouted to Guo Xing: "Run, it's going to collapse!"

Crack!

As soon as this sound reached Guo Xing's ears, a huge crack appeared on the wall of the villa.

Under the influence of the spiritual energy storm, sand and gravel flew in the villa.

"Don't feel bad... Don't feel bad... I just made 2 billion..."

Guo Xing muttered while running out of the villa at a high speed.

As soon as he jumped out of the villa, the spiritual energy storm inside suddenly became several times more violent.

There were several huge cracks on the wall of the villa in an instant.

After a shake, the villa collapsed.

But this is not over yet.

The violent spiritual energy became more and more fierce, like a huge grinding wheel, crushing all the sand and gravel in the ruins.

In the center of this violent storm of vitality, a delicate bamboo shoot broke out of the ground.

As soon as this bamboo shoot appeared, it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just a moment later, it grew to more than ten feet high.

It was not until this time that it finally branched out and grew bamboo leaves.

After watching for a while, Lu Zhengye couldn't help but sighed: "Is this the thousand-foot bamboo?"

If it were normal, his sigh would definitely attract a group of people to echo.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to this business tycoon.

The attention of the people around was focused on the center of the vortex.

The Canglangtu, which emitted a dazzling light, rose and fell in the vortex, and finally stopped above the thousand-foot bamboo.

Guo Xing looked at the Canglangtu and couldn't help shouting: "Master, are you in the Canglangtu?"

Canglangjie, in a remote valley.

Fang Mu said calmly: "I am still in Canglang Realm. Now I am just sending the things I need through this door."

This sentence made the faces of the people who came to watch change.

But what they were concerned about were different.

What the monks who were watching from a distance were concerned about was the artistic conception contained in this sentence.

Although Fang Mu's voice was plain, it made people's hearts tremble inexplicably, as if they were facing an untouchable abyss.

These monks looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

And the people in the relevant departments were more concerned about the content of this sentence.

They had made countless inferences before, but they had never confirmed what the relationship between Canglang Realm and Canglangtu was.

Unexpectedly, here, they heard the answer from Fang Mu's mouth.

They also looked at each other, and then quickly passed the news out.

Naturally, these people's small actions could not be hidden from Fang Mu.

Although Fang Mu was in Canglang Realm, his spiritual consciousness spread over.

Every move of these people could not escape his perception.

But he didn't care.

After the thousand-foot bamboo gradually took shape, Fang Mu raised his hand again.

The jade stones that had been prepared long ago were thrown into the cracks in front of him one by one.

These jade stones flew out of the Canglangtu in a rotation, and under the guidance of Fang Mu's spiritual consciousness, they were embedded in the ruins one by one.

The array base, which was paved with various jades and other precious materials, soon spread to the feet of those who were watching.

"Retreat quickly!"

Someone shouted, and the people around immediately ran away.

When these people stood again in the distance, the Canglangtu was still spitting out pieces of jade.

A moment later, these jades were thrown into the nearby villa.

Accompanied by a roar and a wave of spiritual energy, the villa of Guo Xing's neighbor also became a ruin.

Guo Xing looked at the newly appeared ruins, then looked at Fu Yuxuan next to him, and asked:

"This... I don't have to pay for it, right?"

Fu Yuxuan's eyes twitched and said: "You pointed to Tianshan to establish a sect and forcibly demolished other people's houses. Don't you even want to compensate?"

Guo Xing's mouth twitched slightly and said: "Although this is the truth, I feel very wronged, after all, it was not me who demolished it.

If they want compensation, go to my master."

Fu Yuxuan: "..."

Just when he was speechless, Lu Zhengye came over at the right time.

Lu Zhengye said with a smile: "However, I will pay for all the compensation here.

I will also be responsible for communicating with other owners in this villa area.

After I buy all the villas here, this mountain will completely belong to Zhitian Mountain."

After Lu Zhengye finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Fu Yuxuan and said:

"But there are still some joints in this matter, and your relevant departments need to help smooth it out."

Fu Yuxuan hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying: "I can cooperate with you on this matter, and I will do the work of the local government for you!"