Xu Yuan knew for the first time that there was the word "gun" in the mantra of Tianzi.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked out of the cave by a force.
Perhaps because of deliberate revenge, Tian Yan controlled special power in it, and Xu Yuan's whole body kept spinning in the air until he fell into a piece of warm fragrant nephrite.
Ran Qingmo caught him at a height of 100 meters, Qingyou lowered her eyes slightly and asked in a clear voice:
"Are you OK?"
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When he came back to his senses and looked up,
With the full moon in the sky, her long hair blowing in the wind seemed to be plated with a layer of silver, so beautiful that it was quiet and indescribable.
Xu Yuanqiang endured dizziness and ran the technique twice, looked at her and grinned:
"nothing."
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Ran Qingmo hesitated slightly and glanced in the direction of the cave.
And this time, he met Tian Yan's golden eyes.
The slender figure stood alone at the entrance of the cave, staring at the two people in the air with cold eyes.
One glance seems like thousands of years.
In the end, it was Xu Yuan who broke the silence first, because he felt that something would happen again if he continued reading:
"Ran Qingmo, let's go first. Tian Yan is injured. She won't chase her until she recovers, which is enough for us to escape."
Ran Qingmo withdrew his gaze and glanced down at him in his arms:
"oh"
"Okay, let's hurry."
But before he finished speaking, she, dressed in black like ink, pursed her lips and let go of him.
"."Xu Yuan.
The snow has just melted, and green buds sprout from the branches.
On one side of the official road, there is a woman with an outstanding figure in black clothes. She wears a curtain on her head. Through the hanging curtain, her tall and graceful figure can only be vaguely seen. Next to the woman is a face. The handsome young master is dressed in rich clothes and robes.
Xu Yuan looked at the passers-by around him.
Because Da Bingtuozi was unwilling to fly with him for some reason these days, and there was no map, the two of them wandered around the Wanxing Mountains for nearly a month before finally getting out of the Wanxing Mountains.
Encountering an official road, along the road till now, is the scene in front of you.
There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the official road, but there are few civilians. Most of them are caravans or knight mercenaries. Many people have some traces of dried blood on their clothes.
Xu Yuan glanced around and shook his head slightly.
I don’t know how much of the blood is human and how much is demon.
It seems that due to the riots of monsters in the Wanxing Mountains, there is no peace here.
The official roads in Dayan are very prosperous and extend in all directions. They can lead to almost every town in Dayan. They are no less spacious than the highways in the previous life.
People in this world also understand the truth that "if you want to get rich, build the road first."
With the official roads extending in all directions and the prosperous trade routes brought by water transportation, various business gangs flourished.
However, the extraordinary nature of this world is destined to have no fertile ground for the growth of capitalism.
No matter how prosperous the business gangs and chambers of commerce are, they can only be dogs subordinate to extraordinary forces.
Of course, there may be a fierce person coming from the sky in the future.
And as we walked along,
The "refugee camps" that gradually appeared on both sides of the official road quickly attracted Xu Yuan's attention.
This is not the first time Xu Yuan has seen this kind of refugee camp.
Along the official road, officials in various places will sprinkle a powder called "demon-avoiding powder".
This kind of powder is refined from special organs in the corpses of high-level monsters. It can exude a strong aura that makes low-level monsters fearful, thereby achieving the effect of driving away monsters.
In addition, the Supervisory Offices in various places also need to regularly organize personnel to conduct inspections along the official roads in their respective jurisdictions to ensure the smooth flow of official roads.
The various places in Dayan attach much greater importance to officialdom than those towns and villages.
And this creates an ironic fact——
The monsters in the villages and towns are a disaster, and it is difficult to allocate manpower to control them, but the official roads are unimpeded.
Therefore, the refugees whose homes were destroyed by monsters and monsters spontaneously fled to both sides of the official road to gather together. The simple wooden sheds built by them were almost everywhere on both sides of the official road.
Because for these refugees,
The official way is safe and allows them to survive for the time being.
Walking on the side road, Xu Yuan sighed slightly.
He could clearly see the messy environment in these shacks. He could see several men with bloody knives escorting another shirtless man to a shack. He could see several skinny children surrounding him. Beating another child who was protecting the food, you can even see those withered arms hidden in the snow.
Without leaving the city, Xu Yuan would probably never see such a scene in his life.
No matter how much Zhou Chen talked to him before, it was still not worth seeing him in person.
The prosperity and tranquility in Dayan Town are made of thousands of dead bones.
The Great Yan Dynasty was too big.
It's so big that even if it's partially eroded, it still thrives.
Half an hour later,
Looking at the endless refugee camps on both sides of the official road, Xu Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly.
Too much, too big.
This refugee camp is too big. Even if it is large because it is close to the water source, it cannot be of such a large scale, right?
It was several times larger than any refugee camp Xu Yuan had seen during his journey.
Many wooden simple sheds are newly built.
Are all these refugees because of the riots of monsters in the Wanxing Mountains?
But what will happen if so many refugees gather here?
Something wrong spread in Xu Yuan's heart.
I do not know how long it has been,
"Xu Yuan."
Ran Qingmo suddenly spoke up.
Xu Yuan came back to his senses, glanced slightly sideways, and replied in a low voice:
"What's wrong?"
Ran Qingmo stared at the refugees on both sides under the curtain. He was silent for a moment, but still shook his head:
"nothing."
Xu Yuan glanced at her, sighed and whispered:
"The emergence of refugee camps like this is actually an inevitable product of the present."
"Inevitable?" Ran Qingmo's eyes were confused.
Xu Yuan did not speak, but asked in a low voice:
"Haven't you seen a place like this before?"
Ran Qingmo pondered slightly and shook his head:
"I have seen it before. Before I went out to travel, Master took me to see many things, including places like this."
Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What did he tell you?"
Ran Qingmo pondered for a moment and said in a low voice:
"Master, he told me that I don't care about the fights between people, but if there are monsters invading the people, I must help as much as I can, otherwise there will be more and more of these poor people."
Xu Yuan was silent for a moment, shook his head and said:
"I'm not asking you this, I mean did he tell you again why there are refugees in the world?"
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Ran Qingmo's eyes flashed and he nodded:
"Said."
"What did he say?"
"Master said that on the one hand, the officials of the imperial court are corrupt, and on the other hand, the imperial court only allows our sect disciples to move within the initially defined boundaries, and the imperial court itself is unable to control these places. Even if the people are allowed to be harmed by monsters, the imperial court will We are not allowed to go to help.”
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Xu Yuan was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.
What Master Ran Qingmo said was true, but it was also false.
The imperial court did not allow the sect to stay in the place permanently, but it did not prohibit them from going out to slay demons.
As for official corruption, it is true, but it is not the main reason.
Ran Qingmo saw the look in Xu Yuan's eyes, hesitated slightly, and asked in a low voice:
"Did I say something wrong?"
Xu Yuan looked at the mud mixed with blood and ice water on the ground of the refugee camp and sighed:
"Wrong, right."
"Huh?" Ran Qing's eyes were filled with confusion.
Xu Yuan looked at Bu Ranchenchen, remained silent for a few breaths, and whispered:
"Ran Qingmo, what do you think the sect is?"
"It's home." Ran Qingmo replied matter-of-factly.
"No, I mean for the Great Yan Dynasty."
"Help to rule the world together."
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When Xu Yuan heard this, he suddenly wanted to laugh, sincerely.
Because what Ran Qingmo answered was the official version written in the Dayan History compiled by the imperial court.
"Why are you laughing?" Da Bingtuozi seemed a little dissatisfied.
Xu Yuan coughed lightly and shook his head:
"Maybe it was at first, but not anymore."
"Why?" Ran Qingmo asked.
The wind blew her curtain, and the fair skin underneath was vaguely visible.
Xu Yuan said softly as he walked:
“Because the imperial court is almost unable to suppress the sect.
"In other words, the imperial court and the sect are basically on opposite sides. For the imperial court, the sect is no longer a help, but a parasite."
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Under the curtain, Ran Qingmo pursed her red lips.
Xu Yuan pointed to the shanty town:
"Ran Qingmo, your master is right. The imperial court does not allow sects to go out, but your master should mean that sects are not allowed to go out to set up dojos."
"Why?" Ran Qingmo.
"Why?" Xu Yuan asked.
"Why does the imperial court not allow sects to set up separation points?"
Ran Qingmo asked seriously: "Master said that if the disciples of the sect set out from Tianyuan Mountain to eliminate monsters, it would be too far and the journey would be time-consuming. A dojo must be set up elsewhere to quickly eliminate those monsters that cause trouble. If a dojo is set up, our sect disciples can stay there permanently, and if anything happens, people can come to us directly."
Xu Yuan looked at Ran Qingmo and rubbed his eyebrows, saying helplessly:
"It's indeed easy, but you can't set a precedent. Now that the sect is exempt from paying taxes, it's a precedent. It will be difficult for the court to take back the area where your sect established the dojo. Ten years. Ten years is less. It is estimated that a hundred years from now , maybe this great Yan world will be cannibalized by the sect into a sect world.
"so,
"The imperial court would rather leave them alone than let your sect take over."
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When Ran Qingmo heard this, his beautiful eyes seemed to understand:
"Is there no solution?"
Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this and said in a leisurely tone:
“Actually, it’s easy to solve these homeless problems.
"As long as either the sect and the court give in, the sect is willing to pay taxes, or the court is willing to let you set up a dojo, no matter which of these two roads you take, you can make these homeless people live and work in peace and contentment. After all, the current Great Yan The country’s national strength is really quite strong.”
But speaking of this,
Xu Yuan shook his head, the smile on his lips was strange and sarcastic:
"But this is impossible. It is impossible for the emperor to delegate power, and it is impossible for the sect to give in. This is why my father chose to destroy your Tianyuan Sword Sect."
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After the words fell, in the silence, Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes were a little dim:
"There seems to be no room for turning around."
She realized the communication gap between the sect and the court, which was like a natural chasm.
Xu Yuan raised his hand and patted her arm.
Ran Qingmo raised his eyes and looked at him through the curtain.
He bent his eyes at her and smiled:
"Don't worry, I will try my best to create a leeway for you."
She bit her lip and nodded slightly:
"Um"
The two of them didn't speak anymore and walked forward in silence.
The refugee camps on both sides continued to spread until a city was seen in the distance, and the wooden buildings built on both sides of the official road gradually became sparse.
Shengshan County.
It was the frontier city where the fourth sister set up the psychedelic formation.
Walking closer along the official road,
It can be seen that the city wall of Shengshan County looks a bit dilapidated. The wall of more than ten meters is full of pits and pits, and the formations on the wall that are sensed by the soul are flickering.
The woman named Zhou He whom he met on the road before did not lie to him.
If Xu Xinrou left Shengshan County alone, it would probably be in ruins in a few years.
Because it is close to the Wanxing Mountains, many knights, mercenaries, and warriors who hunt monsters and beasts use this county as their foothold. And it is precisely because of these monster hunters that many caravans come here to purchase the corpses of monsters. of various materials.
But later on, the number of caravans decreased a lot, because there were always waves of monsters attacking the city.
Now, perhaps because of the security provided by the psychedelic array, the caravans have returned, and Shengshan County has gradually returned to the prosperity of a trading frontier and trading town.
Very popular.
Unlike other counties in Dayan that Xu Yuan has visited, the folk customs in Shengshan County, a frontier city, are obviously much tougher.
Eight out of ten people walking on the road have something on them.
There are martial arts disciples, cultivators, and some sect disciples who come here to practice.
Pedestrians come and go in the city, and there is a mixture of fish and dragons.
Ran Qingmo's attire was not eye-catching, but Xu Yuan's splendid robes looked a bit eye-catching.
Because many female sect disciples in this city choose to cover their faces to avoid unnecessary trouble, but Mr. Young Master rarely sees people visiting this border area, and most of them are dressed in smart clothes.
Walking among the bustling crowd, Ran Qingmo looked around:
"Xu Yuan, what are we doing now?"
Xu Yuan replied matter-of-factly:
"Purchasing some things."
Halfway through,
Xu Yuan suddenly stopped and stared at a shrine in the distance.
Bloody light flashed in his eyes,
In that temple, he saw a sculpture of a woman as gentle as water.
Ran Qingmo looked around in surprise and asked slightly strangely:
"What's wrong?"
The bloody light in Xu Yuan's eyes dissipated, and he shook his head slightly with unknown meaning:
"It's nothing, I just didn't expect that Shengshan County actually built a shrine for the fourth sister."
Ran Qingmo understood what was said and asked in a low voice:
"Are you going to take a look?"
Xu Yuan shook his head:
"It's not necessary. She built this psychedelic formation to protect everyone's safety, which is pretty good."
After that, he turned around and left.
The two of them walked around the city,
Standing in front of an elegant small building with a closed gate,
Xu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the four characters "Fenghai Chamber of Commerce" and whispered with a strange expression:
"I remember that Shengshan County is the territory of the Wanxiang Sect. Why did his chamber of commerce and restaurant close down a month ago? It doesn't make sense."
When it comes to purchasing things, the chambers of commerce of large sects are often much more complete than those of small sects.
There is no Tian'an Chamber of Commerce in Shengshan County here, so Xu Yuan can only settle for the second best when purchasing things, but the result is fruitless.
Ran Qingmo followed Xu Yuan and asked in a low voice: "Is it weird?"
Xu Yuan glanced at her, smiled and nodded:
"Of course it's strange.
"If the sect does not pay taxes, it is also not allowed to touch local taxes. If you want to make money, you must control local business.
"The Wanxiang Sect spent a lot of money to set up a psychedelic array outside the city. Now that Shengshan County has finally prospered, the profits from this monster business are huge. If run properly, it can earn hundreds of thousands of taels of silver a year. Less."
"According to common sense, it is impossible for Wanxiang Sect to give up."
Talking and talking,
Xu Yuan faintly felt something was wrong.
Dizziness, a little late
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(End of chapter)
