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The desert of death, vast and unknowing, tens of thousands of miles.

The endless gray and yellow of despair filled the entire world with a bleak and hypocritical light, which seemed to be more desperate than darkness.

The silence of this world is as if something has stuffed their ears on, and staying for a long time will make people feel the urge to vomit. No one has been here for hundreds of years, and it would have been hundreds of years later, and it will continue like this forever.

But at this moment, the silence was broken, and a star whistled down from the sky, and the strong wind it carried blew away the dead sand, revealing a small sand nest in the desert of death.

A cloud of white light spread out from the stars, forming a small circle in a hundred miles of land.

There was a humming sound, and before the Death Desert could devour the aura of these jades, the jade had already formed a large circular array.

Then, with a thud, the star landed steadily on the Desert of Death.

A huge bluestone, that's Uncle bluestone.

After the bluestone, the long trail turned into a bridge that temporarily connected the heavens and the earth, and the violent aura from the sun, with the bluestone as the center, radiated and diffused, and the instantaneous high temperature turned the sand into semi-crystallization, bonded together, and turned into a combination of coarse sandstone and glass.

The furious aura seemed to be about to sweep the entire Death Desert, but it was intercepted when it spread to the white circle of jade, as if there was an invisible wall blocking the spread of the aura, although it was only a simple moment, but the entire "cylindrical" range was filled with aura.

At the moment when the aura reached its extreme, a light rebuke came from the bluestone: "Condensation!"

In an instant, the outer wall of the aura seemed to condense, and at this moment, within a radius of a hundred miles, the concentration of aura was enough for Zi Baifeng to completely control this piece of heaven and earth.

The thunder of "Boom, Boom, Boom!" sounded, and wisps of black gas came out from under the ground, and then were shaken by the spring thunder and turned into wisps of smoke.

Zi Baifeng looked down from the railing, the heat on the ground was still steaming, filled with a smell of burning glass, but the aura between heaven and earth had completely bowed down.

The demon cultivation technique has been upgraded to the fifth technique, and the control of the aura is also more handy, but it is a pity that for Uncle Qingshi, the consumption of aura from the sky is too great, otherwise Uncle Qingshi will be directly used as a tamping machine, and the entire death desert will be tamped over and over again, and most of the problem will be directly solved.

But this is not bad, Zi Baifeng recalled the difficulties when he had no foundation at the beginning, and he needed to start from a single grass and tree, but now at least in the Death Desert, with the strength of the formation and Uncle Qingshi, he temporarily has a base.

The pillar also walked from behind, lowered his head, and looked at the half-crystalline and half-sandy ground in front of him, like an isolated island in the desert, a glazed river, dazzling in the sun, not like in the desert, but like in the Dragon Palace.

In his eyes, it was difficult to hide his excitement, and without experiencing the experience of being chased by the Death Desert and almost being devoured, he could not understand what kind of sense of accomplishment conquering the Death Desert could bring.

Therefore, when Zi Baifeng asked who would like to come to the Death Desert with him, he signed up without hesitation.

"Start working! Get done!" didn't have time to sigh more, Yan Laowu's voice came from behind him, the old man was full of anger, and scolded loudly: "Don't be lazy, you're lazy and have nothing to eat!"

looks like an old overseer, which has attracted a group of complaints.

After staying in the sky for half a year, Uncle Qingshi's figure is getting bigger and bigger, and a small house on Uncle Qingshi's back has become extremely small, but fortunately, many houses have been added to the periphery of these small houses.

These houses are of different shapes and are scattered, forming a small village on the back of the bluestone.

There are people from Mengcheng and Xijing in this village, who are determined to follow Zi Baifeng and leave their hometown, and follow him to the hinterland of the Death Desert, to use their own strength to conquer the Death Desert and protect their hometown.

Yan Lao Wu waved his hand to command, and one by one the young men picked up the sacks, circled down the stone steps from the bluestone, tore the sacks open, and dumped the soil inside on the ground.

When the soil was dredged, the silt dug from the riverbed was extremely fertile, almost useless in Xijing, and the cost of transportation was too great, so Zibaifeng simply asked people to load the silt and put it on the bluestone.

Behind these stick boys are all kinds of little demons, those who have a higher cultivation and have learned the trick of transformation or those who are relatively large will carry the bag together, and those who are relatively small or relatively low in cultivation are holding small bags of various colored seeds and sprinkling them on the mud.

It is already spring in March, it is the season when all things germinate, and this small world has been transformed into a blessed land with abundant spiritual energy by Zibaifeng.

The seeds that were sprinkled were mostly the seeds of various weeds, vigorous and fast-growing, and surrounded by spiritual power from the sun, which was exactly what all things needed, and after a while, the black silt was covered with a layer of fine green fluff.

"I'm going to dig a pit. Seeing that the villagers were busy carrying the silt, Zhuzi himself was not idle, so he found a random place, waved the flying sword in his hand, and began to dig a pit.

The flying sword was extremely sharp, and although the hardness of the gravel was extremely high, cutting the gravel was like cutting tofu, and in just a few strokes, he pulled out a large boxy pit, and he carried a few bags of silt, mixed some sand, and then buried a small sapling in it.

This is the wood that once saved the entire Jiuyan Township, that is, the bread tree of this world, it will become the green tree and food of the Death Desert.

Digging all the way, planting all the way, and in a short time, a line of bread trees spread out.

Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan stayed on the bluestone and did not leave.

The two of them were busy drawing.

Under the impact of bluestone, the topography of this area has been changed, Zi Baifeng borrowed the strength of the porcelain piece, and was drawing a topographic map, and then he and Xiaopan began to plan the nearby area.

After all, this is a death desert, Zi Baifeng doesn't dare to be too big, for the time being, everyone lives on top of the bluestone, and only some plants are planted below, and then some public facilities are planned.

When Zi Baifeng has enough confidence in the following, he can gradually relocate some of the population.

Of course, these are still things for later, and Zi Baifeng's biggest goal now is to temporarily suppress the entire Death Desert so that it will no longer spread.

Soon, Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan designed the planning plan, and the two of them went to find Yan Lao Wu with great interest, and Yan Lao Wu brushed it back at once, and threw it aside.

"What is the design? When my old man built the house, your father was still working with the pee! Go and go! Go and rest!" Yan Lao Wu waved his hand impatiently, pointed to the front, and said: "Where is the design? Look at the row of trees on the pillar, how straight they are, they have been planted along this straight line, and in the middle of these two rows is the main road! In the future, the main road will lead to Mengcheng. Crops were planted on both sides...... Hehe, that's a lot!"

Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan both looked at each other, no wonder this old man volunteered to be a supervisor, this is planning to seize power?

The old man used to be an official fan, but after a few days of being a village leader, he got tired of it, and now he came here to find Zi Baifeng again.

"You, hurry up and carry the sack over there, don't stand still!" The old man had just reprimanded Zi Baifeng here, and when he turned his face and saw a person who was lazy, he hurriedly pointed at him and shouted.

Zi Baifeng took a look, it was Deputy Envoy Lu, who was straightening up to rest at this time, but he was scolded by the old man, and he had no choice but to go to the anti-sack again.

Now Zi Baifeng has two identities.

One identity is an official position, Wupin, the governor of Linsha Prefecture.

Linsha Prefecture was appointed as the governor of Zi Baifeng after the king of Zhuan assigned the Death Desert and several neighboring states to a state, and by the way, most of the Quzhou Prefecture that was eaten up by the Death Desert was also incorporated into the name of Zi Baifeng. The former prefect of Quzhou Prefecture was transferred to other uses, and other officials had their own opportunities, but most of them remained in their original positions.

Nominally, Mengcheng has returned to Zi Baifeng's jurisdiction, and Zi Baifeng is now also a member of the Five Grades.

However, in front of the old man, he still couldn't straighten his waist, and he was still reprimanded.

Now, the Zhizhou seal letter of Linsha Prefecture is in the palm of Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng's other identity is a title, after Zi Baifeng completely destroyed the Zhongshan faction, on meritorious deeds, the king gave him a false title with a foreign surname, which allowed him to enjoy the treatment of the second grade.

However, Zi Baifeng felt that this false title was of little significance, and he didn't pay much attention to it, it was just a little bit of money, there was no difference, now he was a big creditor of King Yuan, and King Yuan still owed him a large amount of arrears.

In addition to the people from Mengcheng, the other group of people who came with Zi Baifeng were his loyal old subordinates in Xijing.

Deputy Envoy Lu - followed Zibai's feng shui to rise and rise, and now Lu Tong is also sentenced, and he is six products.

Qi Zhizheng - also the tide rises, and now he is a judge of Qi, from the sixth grade.

Ge Tou'er - this little official has also risen to the top, and has officially entered the official register, although it is only a small nine-rank official, there is no real position, but it is already a leapfrog treatment.

In fact, even if it's a real job, it's useless...... Because there is no one to take care of now at all, didn't you see that Lu Tong was scolded by Yan Lao Wu to fight the sack just now?

As soon as Zi Baifeng began to sympathize with Lu Tongju, he was caught and scolded by the old man, and said, "Why are you still standing here stupidly?

Zi Baifeng was at a loss, what was missing?

There are so many people in the first batch, Xijing also needs to be rebuilt, and there is no manpower for the time being, and Zi Baifeng doesn't need those manpower, he has his own plans.

There is no shortage of things, and I ordered it several times before leaving.

"What's missing?" The old man hated that iron could not be made of steel: "Look at it, in such a big place, there is not even a little water, what do you let the crops water? What do you let us drink?"

Water?

Zi Baifeng was suddenly entangled.

In the middle of thousands of miles of desert, if there is water, is it still called a desert? 20023537.html

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