Transplanting the Purple-skinned Yellow Flower Linden was a massive undertaking.
Old Zhou Tou directly summoned all the disciples under his command. It was only then that Wang Wu learned Old Zhou Tou had founded a sect called the Qingyun Sect, while True Man Mu was actually one of the Qingyun Sect's guardian elders.
That was right—Big Monkey and Jia Ding Monkey were also guardian elders of the Qingyun Sect.
At any rate, from a mortal's perspective, the Qingyun Sect was still quite mysterious.
Even those Qingyun Sect disciples all looked as though they had truly soared into the blue clouds, high-spirited and full of vigor.
"Qingyun Sect disciples congratulate Elder Mu on leaving seclusion."
They were rather polite.
Wang Wu smiled as he looked at the more than one hundred of them, young and old. Some of the elders were already over seventy, yet they remained strong and healthy, their voices resonant, their eyes bright, and their blood and vitality abundant. But without cultivating Spirit Pills, their lifespans would not increase. At most, they could only live to one hundred and twenty, provided nothing unexpected happened.
But in truth, something unexpected was bound to happen. Ten years later, when Great Cold and Minor Cold arrived and the Spirit Network shut down, it might well become a calamity of the end of the Dharma for them.
"Heh heh, no need for such ceremony. Old Zhou, we can begin."
Wang Wu nodded. The hundred-plus Qingyun Sect disciples then each displayed their Dao Methods, lifting the Purple-skinned Yellow Flower Linden's roots together with the entire small mound spanning several hundred meters around it.
This was the safest method of transplanting it, one that would not damage the Purple-skinned Yellow Flower Linden's root system in the slightest. It was simply rather labor-intensive.
Over there,