nyslfriends Chapter 1977 One thought can move mountains, a snap of the fingers can create islands
Chapter 1977 One thought can move mountains, a snap of the fingers can create islands
Hey!
The Half-Sage of the Myriad Immortals Sect sighed softly…
The sound of the wind, carrying a faint sigh, dissipated into the air.
He then turned and slowly walked toward a secluded valley deep within the island.
The hunched back looked particularly lonely and desolate under the sunlight, full of vicissitudes and helplessness.
Once the semi-saint level expert had walked away, the atmosphere around them instantly relaxed...
A group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs gathered together, whispering and discussing, their eyes filled with curiosity and doubt.
"Fellow Daoists, did you understand what the Master just said?"
A pale-faced cultivator frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.
"Not very clear."
A black-robed True Lord beside him gently shook his head, his gaze fixed on the direction the two had departed.
"But for the chairman to personally descend, it must be no ordinary matter."
It's not as simple as it appears on the surface.
That makes sense.
The magistrate specifically mentioned the coordinates marked by the array master; I suspect that a large array is to be set up here.
"But this is somewhat unnecessary."
With Wooden Dragon Island as our forward position, our defenses against the demons are already solid. Why bother with anything more?
Some people looked puzzled and voiced their doubts.
"That's a bad word."
An elderly cultivator, dressed in purple robes and exuding a calm and composed aura, spoke slowly, his gaze profound.
"How could the president and the association's senior management not see through the simple truths that we can think of?"
Therefore, it is clear that the president's actions must have a deeper meaning, and are by no means as simple as simply adding more formations.
"Perhaps this coordinate is not intended for setting up a defensive array; the guild leader has other plans."
"How about we find the array master on the island who is in charge of surveying the coordinates and ask him privately?"
This will also help us figure out the specific reasons.
One of the monks suggested.
"Absolutely not!"
The purple-robed old cultivator immediately raised his hand to stop him, his expression grave.
"This matter was decided by the association's senior management, and even the president personally came to oversee its implementation."
Furthermore, the Wood Dragon Island Master's tight-lipped attitude will surely affect the association's strategic plans.
We should simply behave ourselves and refrain from inquiring without authorization, lest we violate confidentiality regulations and bring trouble upon ourselves.
"That's right, the more you say, the more mistakes you make; the more you do, the more mistakes you make."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and someone said in a deep voice,
"Just wait and the truth will come to light sooner or later; there's no need to rush."
The group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs were engaged in a quiet discussion on the island, each expressing their own opinions.
At this moment, thousands of miles away from Mulong Island, above the vast sea, two streaks of light suddenly stopped and hovered steadily in mid-air.
The sea breeze howled and the waves surged all around.
The seawater was a deep, dark blue.
The island lord of Mulong Island turned to the side, raised his hand, and pointed his fingertips to a seemingly unremarkable patch of sea below, respectfully reporting:
"President, this is the location of the array base selected by the association's array masters after repeated surveys based on the exclusive array diagram."
Cheng Buzheng looked down in the direction he was pointing, his clear eyes sweeping over the surging seawater below.
The sea was calm and the waves shimmered.
To the naked eye, there is nothing special about it, except that a faint flow of spiritual energy is hidden beneath the deep seawater.
He calmly withdrew his gaze, and with a gentle twist of his wrist, a pure white jade slip covered with intricate patterns appeared out of thin air in his palm.
A wisp of pure divine thought silently entered the jade slip without any leakage of spiritual power.
In the blink of an eye...
A complex and obscure ancient battle formation diagram, filled with mysterious lines, clearly appeared in Cheng Buzheng's mind.
The array patterns are interlocking, concealing the mysteries of heaven and earth, with countless array eyes, veins, and nodes arranged in an exquisite manner.
He focused his mind and silently deduced the formation's operational trajectory, energy consumption, and coverage area.
A moment later...
Cheng Buzheng raised his eyes and scanned the surrounding void, comparing the direction of spiritual energy flow, magnetic field fluctuations, and terrain with the array diagram in his mind.
Deep down, he pondered:
"According to the calculation of the array diagram, the coordinates here are indeed quite good."
The spiritual energy particles in this sea area are relatively dense and abundant. After the formation is completed, its operating efficiency is acceptable and sufficient to meet basic needs.
but……"
As his thoughts raced, his gaze shifted slightly, landing on another equally unremarkable stretch of sea not far away.
The average person cannot tell the slightest difference.
But in the eyes of a powerful figure like him, the two coordinates were worlds apart.
The originally chosen coordinates, while rich in spiritual energy, making it easy for array masters to draw spiritual energy into their arrays, suffered from a weak and loose spiritual energy magnetic field at the bottom of the sea, resulting in chaotic spiritual energy flow.
Under prolonged operation, energy dissipation is highly likely.
This is also the core reason why that formation master chose this location—
It has low barriers to entry, is easy to set up, and is highly stable.
The new coordinates that Cheng Buzheng could see had sparse and shallow spiritual particles on the surface, seemingly indicating mediocre talent, but in reality, the underwater magnetic field was stable.
The orderly flow of spiritual energy in heaven and earth perfectly aligns with the key nodes of the great cycle of spiritual energy in heaven and earth.
Using this location as the base of the formation, the formation aligns with the natural order of heaven and earth, significantly enhancing its operational efficiency, power, and endurance.
It is far superior to the original site selection.
Such subtle differences in terrain require extremely high mastery of formations and a strong perception of laws to detect.
There are very few array masters in the world who can see through the magnetic field of spiritual energy and identify the nodes of heaven and earth.
Although the array master who surveyed and selected the site was quite skilled, he ultimately failed to reach the level of an array grandmaster, so he naturally couldn't see the subtle differences.
Cheng Buzheng focused his mind again, his divine sense spreading silently, sweeping across the vast sea area, accurately surveying every inch of the terrain.
After confirming that there were no better base locations nearby...
He then turned to look at Island Master Mulong beside him and spoke in a calm tone:
"The original site selection was acceptable, nothing out of the ordinary."
However, a hundred miles away, there is a more advantageous location, more suitable for building the array base.
Before the surprised Island Master of Wood Dragon could ask any questions, Cheng Buzheng's gaze suddenly sharpened, and a golden light flashed deep within his dark eyes.
The power of laws hidden deep within his body surged forth, flowing through his meridians to his fingertips.
His hands moved swiftly, forming complex and profound hand seals, intertwining with spiritual light, and he uttered a low shout:
"Let's unite, guided by the law!"
A sharp shout fell,
An invisible rhythm of laws emanated from him and suddenly spread throughout the entire world.
The air trembled violently, and concentric circles of pale golden ripples, clearly visible to the naked eye, rippled outwards, carrying an unparalleled and majestic power that enveloped the hundred-mile-long sea below.
Cheng Buzheng's slender fingers pointed in the air...
A highly condensed golden beam of spiritual energy shot out from the sky and landed precisely on the newly selected spot on the sea surface.
In an instant, the entire sea area trembled violently, and a deep rumbling sound came from the depths of the ocean.
As it approached, the deafening sound grew louder and louder.
scorching seabed magma, towering underwater mountains, hard, massive reefs...
Under the pull of the laws, they all converged, compressed, and piled up towards the center like flowing water.
Boom!
Rumble!!
Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and columns of white water shot through the sea and into the sky.
A misty halo filled the air, refracting the sunlight into a rainbow of colors.
The turbid seawater churned wildly, and black silt swept across the surface, instantly turning the once clear sea into a murky mess.
Beneath the sea...
The rocks piled up and rose continuously.
A dark, nascent mountain slowly took shape, then grew and rose at a speed that defied the laws of nature.
One thousand meters!
10,000 meters!
30,000 meters!
The mountain peaks continuously break through the barriers of the sea, steadily climbing upwards, while the undercurrents violently crash against the newly formed mountainside.
A terrifying undercurrent swept in all directions.
Countless deep-sea fish, shrimp, and sea monsters were killed by the violent tremors and the powerful spiritual energy, and they all floated to the surface with their snow-white bellies turned upside down, plunging the entire sea area into chaos.
The Wood Dragon Island Master, who was standing in mid-air to the side, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his heart pounded, and his eyes were filled with undisguised horror and shock.
He stared intently at the island taking shape below, muttering to himself.
His voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"A thought can move mountains, a snap of the fingers can create islands..."
Is this the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he had long stood at the pinnacle of cultivation in this sea area, but at this moment, he clearly felt the insurmountable gap between their cultivation levels.
Such methods of moving mountains and creating land, altering the terrain, are far beyond the capabilities of Nascent Soul cultivators.
It was completely beyond his cognitive limits.
Within a few short breaths, the violent tremors gradually subsided.
A brand-new island, spanning hundreds of miles and with a well-defined outline, steadily rises above the vast sea.
The island's surface was wet, with thick, dark green seaweed covering the rocks, and reefs were scattered throughout.
Seawater dripped continuously from the cracks in the rocks, filling the air with a strong, pungent, and damp smell.
Cheng Buzheng looked down from the air, giving a brief, indifferent glance to the still primitive and desolate newly formed island, then turned to look at the still dazed Island Master of Wood Dragon Island, his tone calm and unwavering:
"You will be in charge of all subsequent formation installations, terrain modifications, and resource construction on this island."
As the cold voice fell, the Wood Dragon Island Master was startled awake. Suppressing the surging shock in his heart, he quickly bowed and saluted, his tone firm and solemn:
"Don't worry, Chairman!"
Your subordinates will work day and night, mobilizing all available resources to complete the island's construction as quickly as possible, ensuring that it does not delay your strategic plans or hinder the association's important affairs!
"Hmm." Cheng Buzheng nodded slightly, his expression indifferent.
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
"Your subordinate respectfully sees you off, Chairman!"
The island lord of Mulong stood upright, bowed solemnly, and showed the utmost respect.
But when he bowed and looked up again, there was nothing there.
In mid-air, that tall, aloof figure vanished without a trace, leaving not a trace or a hint of anything.
It was as if it had never existed.
The Wood Dragon Island Master stood in the void, turning his head to look down at the still damp, seaweed-covered, desolate island below. The sea breeze ruffled his robes, and a deep sense of emotion welled up within him, prompting a soft sigh:
"At the Divine Transformation Realm, one can defy the heavens and earth and create all things."
I wonder if, in this lifetime, I will be able to break through the shackles, ascend to such a realm, and witness such magnificent scenery?
A moment later,
He suppressed his distracting thoughts, hid his envy and longing, and his eyes became firm.
"Thinking too much right now is pointless; the path of cultivation requires careful planning at every step."
The most urgent task is to complete the tasks assigned by the president as soon as possible, solidify this newly established island, and live up to the association's expectations.
With a sigh of relief, the Lord of Wood Dragon Island no longer hesitated. The azure spiritual light around him shone once more, transforming into a streak of azure light that swiftly returned towards Wood Dragon Island.
Their figures quickly disappeared into the vast sea and sky.
……
The next day, the sky was bright and clear, without a single cloud.
On a vast, boundless stretch of sea in the East, the blue waves stretch endlessly, and the sea breeze carries a faint, salty scent across the surface.
The once calm and tranquil sea, with only the gentle lapping of waves, was suddenly shattered by a deep, muffled roar.
boom!
A deep, resounding roar erupted from the depths of the sea.
Like an ancient ferocious beast lurking underground, suddenly turning over and shaking the heavens and earth.
Boom! Boom!
The continuous, layered roars rose and fell, causing the air above the sea to distort slightly.
Visible to the naked eye, rings of transparent ripples spread out in the air.
The deep sea surged and roared wildly, with towering white waves rising from the ground and surging outwards in layers.
Beneath the surface, currents surged, and in the dark depths, it seemed as if a colossal creature was slowly breaking free from its constraints.
The entire sea area was trembling violently.
Soon,
The sea surface churned more violently, with turbid seawater surging upwards, carrying with it mud, sand, pebbles, and seaweed from the seabed.
With a deafening roar as waves crashed, an enormous island slowly broke through the surface of the sea and steadily rose to the surface.
This island spans a hundred miles, with rugged, craggy mountains and exposed rocks.
The mountainside, just emerging from the sea, was wet, its rock walls and ravines covered with dark green seaweed and various kinds of marine algae.
The damp, sticky, and fishy smell of the sea spread with the sea breeze, carrying a rich, wild, deep-sea atmosphere.
High above, the void rippled slightly.
Cheng Buzheng, dressed in a plain-colored robe, stood tall and straight like a pine tree, surrounded by a faint, ethereal aura, hovering in mid-air.
His dark hair fluttered in the wind, his brows and eyes were indifferent and aloof, and his aura was profound and unfathomable.
It seems to blend into this world.
He casually lowered his eyes, glancing indifferently at the barren, primitive island that had just emerged below.
He then slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on the woman beside him.
The woman wore an elegant silver-white dress, her figure slender and graceful, her curves exquisite, outlining her stunning figure.
Her dark hair was pulled up high, with a few stray strands clinging to her fair and smooth neck. Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and refined, and her skin was as white as jade.
It was indeed the Half-Venerable Illusion Moon.
Her aura was restrained and composed; though her appearance was stunning, she possessed an intimidating and unapproachable presence.
The foundation of a half-saint's cultivation is hidden within the physical body, its power unseen yet awe-inspiring.
Cheng Buzheng spoke slowly, his voice flat and emotionless:
"Young friend Huan Yue, the rest of the construction is now in your hands."
Hearing this,
The Half-Venerable Huan Yue bowed slightly, his back straight, and all superfluous expressions vanished from his exquisite face, leaving only utmost respect and solemnity.
Her tone was both calm and earnest:
"Yes, sir!"
Immediately,
A mysterious and incomprehensible light suddenly flashed beneath Cheng Buzheng's feet. The light disappeared in an instant, and subtle ripples appeared in the space.
There were no extraordinary phenomena.
There was no sound of air being cut.
His figure vanished into the void like smoke, leaving no trace.
Only a wisp of faint, lingering fragrance remained, proving that he had just stopped there.
High in the sky, only the Half-Venerable Illusion Moon remained, all alone.
...(End of this chapter)