Mount Yuelu, behind the Wangxiang Tower, there lies a bamboo forest.
This bamboo forest is known as the Iron Bamboo Forest, also called the Tear Bamboo Forest, with Xiangfei Bamboo as its variety. Since the bamboo is extremely hard in texture, the forest's name comes from this very reason.
Of course, no one dares to haphazardly cut it down.
At this moment, a donkey cart was slowly making its way to the mountaintop along the road.
The young man leading the way was scrutinizing the surroundings.
The cart carried materials collected from all over the country; Master Xu Xuan had spent a vast amount on materials over the years, but that was hardly anything, considering the abundant resources, which one person could not exhaust in a few thousand years.
This is only Divine Land, not to mention the whole world, which might never be used up.
"The earth is actually a ball, that I had not anticipated," thought Li Changsheng to himself.
