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0One day in heaven, one year underground.

It was unknown how long Han Yan stayed in there for, but five years had passed in the Ten Directions Continent.

In these five years, Qin Rouer had never cultivated, and had always been waiting outside the cave for Han Yan's return. A light breeze blew, causing Qin Rouer's clothes to flutter. She was still as beautiful as ever, but her entire person seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Looking at the sky, Qin Rouer secretly sighed, and muttered: "Han Yan, when will you be able to return?"

Qin Rouer held the jade pendant in his hand tightly. This jade pendant was left behind by Han Yan when he tried to pass the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower. There was a trace of Han Yan's consciousness inside the jade pendant. At that moment, the jade in his hand suddenly shook violently, Qin Rouer's face darkened, he immediately looked inside the jade, only to realise that the spirit sense inside the jade was extremely weak, as though it was about to dissipate.

"Han Yan..." Qin Rouer's heart ached, and his tears fell.

At this moment, Qin Rouer only had one thought in his mind, and that was to look for Han Yan nine heavens above him. Even if they couldn't find it, even if they could die together, it would be a happy thing. Qin Rouer's figure flashed, he instantly appeared in the ZhongTian area, and continued flying up, just as a ray of light suddenly flew over, in the blink of an eye he was right in front of him.

After clearly seeing the other party's face, Qin Rouer's face lit up. She hurriedly flashed to the front of the other party's body to support him, and asked in concern: "Han Yan, are you alright?"

Han Yan floated in midair, his face pale white, his soul aura unimaginably weak. He waved his hand and said, "It's fine, let's quickly leave this place." At this moment, he was no longer able to cast large spells or teleport. Although he had successfully completed the Nine Revolutions, he had a slim chance of survival. The moment the lightning and thunder were dispersed, a huge wave of energy suddenly exploded, heavily injuring him. If not for the fact that the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal had the Instant Cast Technique, he would have already died.

And just now, Han Yan was flying at such a high speed because he used the divine ability from the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal.

Without even thinking about it, Qin Rouer used some unknown source of strength to immediately pull Han Yan into his embrace, and with a flash, flew towards the ground.

Arriving at the cave, Qin Rouer placed Han Yan on the bed. Seeing his pale face, he worriedly asked: "Han Yan, are you feeling better? Do you want me to go find some heaven and earth treasures …"

Han Yan shook his head, and said with an extremely weak voice: "It's useless. I injured my soul. With that, he gave Qin Rouer a gaze that said he did not need to worry, tightly holding onto the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal, he entered into cultivation.

The spirit liquid inside the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal had already been used up by Han Yan, but it was still a super magical equipment. After following Han Yan around for so many years, it had already formed a certain level of consciousness. Even though Han Yan did not control it, he was still absorbing the spirit energy of the heaven and earth and condensing it into spirit liquid. However, the speed of condensation was very slow. According to this speed, it was already pretty good to be able to condense one drop a year.

Spring passed, time flowed like water, slowly flowing by. No one could stop its footsteps.

On this day, Han Yan suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared. Han Yan stood up and saw that Qin Rou'er had fallen asleep beside the bed. Her face was haggard, obviously she hadn't cultivated for a long time and hadn't had a proper rest either. Seeing this, Han Yan secretly sighed and cast a spell on her.

Qin Rouer's figure tensed up as he fell into a deep sleep.

Han Yan's wrist moved, releasing a dense amount of Spirit Qi, supporting her body, he landed on the bed.

After finishing all of this, Han Yan looked deeply at her for a moment, then laid down an array formation inside the cave, leaving behind a jade slip before leaving. When he saw people moving around in the village, he couldn't help but be startled. After looking for a while, he realized that these people were all nearby residents who had moved here later on.

At this moment, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Smoke was rising from the chimneys of the village. It was a scene of prosperity.

The houses built by Han Yan were all filled with people, but in one place, there was no one. That was Han Yan's home. The interior of the house was cold and lonely, as if it had been a long time since someone had entered. That was no wonder. It wasn't that they didn't wish to enter, but the room was surrounded by a formation. Even if they had the intention to enter, they had no way to enter.

At first, the crowd tried to think of ways to enter, but no matter how many shovels and shovels they could find, they would be unable to enter.

Every time it touched the door or the wall, it would be repelled back by an immense force. As time passed, the villagers got used to it. They did not want to enter anymore, because they knew that they could not enter that place at all. The spiritual energy in the Green Stone Mountain was dense, and the mountain was filled with precious medicinal herbs. Many villagers came here to gather medicinal herbs. After a long time, some villagers settled down here.

As more and more people settled down in the village, the size of the Bluestone Village continued to expand and the number of people in the village also continued to increase.

When Han Yan was young, there were at most three hundred people in the Bluestone Village, but there were currently more than ten thousand. With so many people, they were not much worse than the Tianfeng City. The more people there were, the more houses there would be, and the village would be expanded to several times its original size. All the available land was used, but no one dared to move a single inch.

This was the place where Han Fei and the rest were buried. Over a hundred tombstones were still erected there, and the area in front of the tombstone was extremely clean. There wasn't even a single leaf in front of the tombstone. However, what surprised Han Yan was that there was a huge Ancestral Hall built beside the stone tablet. On the huge board of the Ancestral Hall, four big golden words were clearly written on it — — Han Family Ancestral Hall.

Seeing these four words, Han Yan thought of Qin Rouer. First, let's not talk about the four words, "Golden Light". Would they even be able to create a name for the village? A single gold coin was enough to live for a year in the village, and these four words required an astonishing amount of gold. Other than that, the words outside the ancestral hall could also tell that it was Qin Rouer's doing. In this world, perhaps she was the only person who would establish an ancestral hall for him!

When Han Yan saw this, he was extremely touched. He could imagine that if not for what Qin Rouer had done in secret, this place would not be as prosperous as it was now. However, although this place was prosperous, there were still some shortcomings. This was because there was no water source around the village, only a very small well water source.

Every summer, when the land was dry, the villagers had to go to the hills to fetch water.

Han Yan had a wish when he was young: when he grew up, he would solve this problem. However, as he walked on the road of cultivation, as his parents died, and as the name of the village came to be known, Han Yan momentarily forgot about this matter. Today, although the people of the village had long ago not been the blood of their clan members, they were, after all, from the surrounding villages. Han Yan hoped that the Bluestone Village would become more prosperous, and naturally wanted to help.

The sun had set in the west, and darkness covered the village in front of him. When the people of the village had fallen asleep, Han Yan's figure flashed, and he floated above the village. With a thought, the description of the best location appeared in his mind. The front lake, the back mountains, the left river, and the right path. Right now, besides the mountain, the Bluestone Village had three other things. Even if there was a small path, it was very winding and the carriage passed by so bumpily that people were worried that it would fall down.

If the village name created such a Feng Shui place, perhaps not many or even dozens of generations of hard work would be able to do so. But to Han Yan, all of this was extremely simple. Han Yan patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the Deicide Sword and flew straight to the front of the Bluestone Village. The soil flew, and in the blink of an eye a huge lake was formed. With the lake, Han Yan created a long river that flowed all the way to the Wind City, allowing the villagers to enter the city more easily.0

After the lake and river were formed, Han Yan then widened the original road, allowing it to become even more flat. The expanded road was comparable to the national highway, so even if the horse carriage ran on the road, it would not feel bumpy. When Han Yan was building all these, he used a simple spell that caused the village name to fall asleep. That was why, after Han Yan finished building the village name, the village name did not wake up.

The next morning, the village name woke up from his sleep. The first thing he felt was that this night's sleep had been too deep, he hadn't even been able to dream. Not long after Li Yong moved to Bluestone Village, he had no parents, and after moving here, he had been collecting medicinal herbs for a living. He had accumulated quite a bit of money every day. He was prepared to work hard for a few more years, and when he had saved up enough money, he would marry a beautiful daughter-in-law and start a small business.

After Li Yong got up, he saw that the sky was already bright, so he asked curiously, "What happened to me? Normally, I would wake up at daybreak. Why did I sleep for so long today? " He quickly put on his clothes, picked up the medicine basket and the medicine shovel, and pushed open the door, preparing to go up the mountain to gather medicinal ingredients. However, just as he walked out of the village, he saw a huge lake with a radius of ten li. He froze where he was and then, suspecting that he was still in a dream, he pinched his thigh.

With this pinch, a wave of pain passed. In the midst of the pain, Li Yong couldn't help but widen his eyes and cry out involuntarily, "What's going on? Why did a huge lake suddenly appear here?" Thinking of this, he looked around to see that the originally winding road at the edge of the village had also become a flat road. Not only that, he also discovered that on the right side of the village, there was a three zhang wide river. The river was abnormally clear, and one could even see fish and shrimp swimming about.

Li Yong was stupefied and stood there in a daze. A moment later, he heard someone shout from behind him, "Heavens, what is going on?" He had just woken up from his astonishment. As more and more villagers got up, more and more people gathered in front of the village. Everyone was gathered together and began to discuss in a low voice.

One of the Young man said: "Could it be that the deity has shown his spirit and blessings in our village?"

"That must be the case. Otherwise, who would be able to accomplish such a feat in one night?"

"I think he looks like an Immortal. However, I really don't understand why Immortal would choose to stay here."

"…"

Everyone discussed for a long time, but no one had a clear answer. At this moment, an old man suddenly walked over and said, "Do you all still remember how the immortal entrusted me with this dream three years ago?"

Everyone in the village knew about this matter. Three years ago, this old man had dreamed of a fairy who had told him many things. That fairy had told him many times, so he had built the ancestral hall in front of the monolith outside the village. At the same time as it was being built, a sack suddenly appeared in the village. There was a large amount of gold inside, as well as a piece of paper. The paper was densely covered with small words. The general meaning was that a portion of the gold had been purchased to be used to build the stone temple, while the remainder was used to create the golden plaque. Four characters had to be created on the golden plaque — Han Clan Ancestral Hall.

When the crowd thought of this, they also felt that the immortal was definitely very satisfied with the ancestral hall they built. This was the reason why this place was so precious.

A black clothed Young man thought of something and said to the old man: "Village head, since the deity has been so kind to us, should we do something for him?!"

The old man thought for a bit and said, "If my guess is correct, then this immortal has something to do with the temple." From today onwards, all villagers must go to the ancestral hall to burn incense and worship during the festivals. " After saying this, he changed the subject and harshly said, "If anyone dares not go, don't blame me for chasing them out of the village."

Han Yan stood atop a mountain peak and looked at the scene before him as the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile. Then, his figure flashed as he flew towards the north.

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