These are sensitive times.
Lu Zhong had no doubt that Changchun Valley was racking its brains to find him out. Leaving Changchun Fairy City at this time will definitely attract their attention.
Fortunately, he has plenty of reasons to move.
Half a month later.
An explosion occurred in Lintao Pavilion, and half of the courtyard was blown up into the sky.
The Changchun Valley Law Enforcement Team came after hearing the news, and saw only a pit several feet deep. They were all shocked and speechless. They looked at the figure in the air, but no one dared to step forward.
According to sectarian law, anyone who causes riots in the city will be fined for at least one month.
But everyone knows that the master of Lintao Pavilion is Jin Dan Zhenren.
An existence below one person and above ten thousand people.
We had to do something special.
…
Using the explosion as an excuse, Lu Zhong moved to Ganquan Island.
In fact, if he wasn't worried about being suspected, he would have moved directly to Bidao this time. Although it was far away from Nanman, the place was not small.
Counting the sea area, the area of Bihai Island Group is twice the size of Changchun Territory.
With this long-term layout, once it develops, the benefits will not be smaller than the current Chengde Chamber of Commerce.
"That's all, let's stay on Ganquan Island for a while first."
Even so, he was still thinking in his mind that to speed up the development of the Bihai side, he must at least increase the population of mortals. After all, the foundation of the sect is not the monks, but the number of mortals under its rule.
Only by making the secular world stronger can the three Bihai Sects truly gain a foothold.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhong wrote three letters in a row.
As the founder of the mountain, he ordered the heads of the three Bihai sects to step up the introduction of overseas population at all costs, aiming to increase the population to one million within ten years.
"Also, the policy of recuperation and recuperation must also be matched..."
The letter will be delivered through the flying boat route between Ganquan Island and Bidao.
It is expected that we will arrive at Bidao in three or two days.
Lu Zhong is not afraid that the three sects will not be able to achieve the population target. After all, he, the founding ancestor, has not yet sucked blood. How could there be no spiritual stone resources in the sect to introduce the mortals of the Southern Barbarians.
"There is also a set of martial arts books, and I have to collect some of them and send them over. Well, it's best for the three sects to restrain each other, so as not to cause trouble for me in the future, that's right!"
…
Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Thanks to the relocation of the Chengde Chamber of Commerce, the popularity of Ganquan Island is increasing day by day.
The Ganquan Commercial Port, built with giant strips of stone and with a water depth of more than ten feet, already has hundreds of large and small ships parked at the dock. The port city on the shore has begun to take shape, gradually taking on the appearance of a city.
Ganquan Commercial Port was designed by Lu Zhong himself. It is very different from the ports in the Xiuxian world. The functional divisions are quite complete, and a series of blocks such as dock area and storage area are specially divided to solve the problem of blocks like Changchun Xiangang. The shortcomings of unclear division and difficult management.
This is especially true in the port city area. All the buildings are built on top of the mountains. They are divided into commercial areas and residential areas. Depending on the distance from the spiritual node, the styles of the caves are different, but even the worst multi-story building is It is designed according to the previous two-bedroom apartment and is equipped with complete facilities.
Such as water supply and drainage, kitchen and bathroom are all the same.
Judging from the current response, Dongfu’s residential evaluation is pretty good.
Occasionally, passenger ships dock.
A famous casual cultivator came down from above and looked at the port city built against the mountain in front of him, and felt his eyes brighten. However, they only took one more look, and with heavy burdens on their shoulders, they hurried out of Ganquan Port with their companions.
These casual cultivators are here to hunt monsters.
The Ganquan Islands have recently been developed, and the sea beasts in the nearby waters have not been hunted down completely. There may also be a large number of undiscovered natural materials and treasures, which can be called a land of opportunity.
If given a chance, they might be able to achieve foundation building.
Ganquan Mountain.
The original summit platform has been built into a new home.
Lu Zhong does not plan to stay here for a long time, but the necessary arrangements are still there, whether it is a defensive formation at the level of a mountain guard formation or all the prohibition traps.
The new home is a three-entry style.
It is divided into vestibule, atrium and backcourt.
Hospitality in the vestibule.
The atrium is the largest, with a place for maids and concubines to live, as well as a special resting place, with ponds, gardens, rockeries and other scenery.
Only Lu Zhong and Feng'er can enter the back courtyard, which is connected to Ganquan Cave.
At night.
Lu Zhong sat cross-legged in a quiet room and practiced with concentration.
Suddenly there was a throbbing in my heart.
"what happened?"
Suddenly he rushed out of the quiet room and looked to the west.
In the dark night, a dazzling bloody sun suddenly rose, and then turned into a phantom roaring, somewhat like a human face, but twisted abnormally, and the mighty bloody light spread thousands of miles.
Buzz!
Nameless fluctuations swept across.
The lights of the port city were bright, and a large number of monks and mortals woke up from their sleep. There were continuous sounds of crying, yelling and cursing, and the whole area suddenly became noisy and chaotic.
"It seems like something big happened!"
Lu Zhong didn't know the specific reason, but thinking about what happened on a whim before, he couldn't help but feel glad that he made the right decision and avoided the whirlpool early, otherwise he wouldn't know what he would encounter.
"The vision is so shocking. Changchun Fairy City may be in serious trouble."
Sleepless night.
The news came early the next morning.
However, there was an inexplicable big explosion at the gate of Changchun Valley. Judging from the picture displayed by the Water Mirror Technique, the aftermath even destroyed most of the inner city, killing and injuring hundreds of thousands of mortal monks.
It doesn't end there.
What was even more terrifying was what was to come. One after another, the inexplicable souls appeared and began to massacre the survivors in the city. As a result, the death toll increased several times.
However, Changchun Valley, which was supposed to maintain order, did so because of the explosion at the mountain gate.
The disciples suffered a large number of casualties and were unable to carry out rescue operations.
Changchun Immortal City is now in chaos.
In the afternoon, the latest news arrived.
The Supreme Elder of Yanzhen Sect, the master of Huayi Temple, attacked and joined forces to test the reality of Changchun Valley. However, they were repelled by Zhenjun Wanmu and Yunyao Ancestor. During the battle, blood filled the sky.
The creatures on the ground were affected, and there were a large number of casualties.
"After this incident, Changchun Valley is probably going to decline." Lu Zhongmo thought.
This was the first time he had seen the Yunyao Ancestor who appeared this time. He did not expect that he would be so evil when he took action. No matter how you look at the bloody light in the sky, it is not consistent with the inherited skills of Changchun Valley.
"Also, the soul of mourning..."
With so many mourning souls, there are countless Foundation Establishment monks who died behind the scenes.
"I'm really a disaster star. Something will happen to me wherever I go!" Lu Zhong laughed at himself, and then rejected this idea. After all, the matter had nothing to do with him.
"I'm just unlucky."
Yes, that must be the case!
…
One year later.
In the quiet room.
Lu Zhong ended his training.
The chaos in the Changchun Territory is currently becoming more and more intense. It stems from Changchun Valley's inability to take care of itself. The turmoil has spread from outside the city to the territory. The once peaceful and large area is now full of wars.
Affected by this, his resource collection speed was greatly reduced.
This is reflected in the advancement of cultivation, which is once again as slow as a tortoise.
However, what can be expected is that a large number of spiritual beings will appear in the world in the future. After all, it is most likely to destroy the clan and exterminate the clan in the chaos. But if he has a choice, Lu Zhong would still prefer the slow flow of water.
In these troubled times, bad news comes one after another.
Affected by the riots along the way, material transportation has been cut off, and a large number of spiritual objects have accumulated in various places, which has led to the suspension of the East China Sea route, and the Chamber of Commerce has suffered heavy losses as a result.
Fortunately, there is good news coming from the direction of Bihai Islands.
Affected by the chaos in Changchun Territory, population migration has become much easier. In the past, it would be restricted by Changchun Valley, but now as long as enough spirit stones are given, the population can be as large as needed.
It was precisely because of this that Lu Zhong simply made a stroke of his pen.
The target for the three Bihai sects was also directly raised from the original one million people to one million households. With such a large population in the three sects, as long as they collect fairy seeds from mortals and replenish them with fresh blood regularly, their own survival will not be a problem.
See how things are arranged here.
According to the established plan, Lu Zhong prepared to go to the Western Region again.
This time he brought a lot of things, including spiritual rice, elixirs and other items that he had collected recently. The market price was at least 200,000 spiritual stones.
Nowadays, the Southern Barbarians are becoming more and more turbulent day by day, and it is becoming more and more difficult to collect supplies. He doesn't know how many times he can go to the Western Region, so instead of making small fuss and rushing back and forth, it is better to earn enough at one time.
After the turmoil in Changchun Territory subsides, it will not be too late to restart the transfer trade in the Western Territory.
early morning.
The mist is dim.
Lu Zhong woke up from the bed, removed the delicate body wrapped around his body, gave himself a few rounds of cleaning techniques as usual, and then put on the star pattern robe.
Arriving at the atrium, the aroma of wontons stuffed with sea fish fills your nostrils.
The soup is made from elixirs. Not only is it rich in spiritual energy, but its taste is also unmatched by ordinary spiritual food. A bowl of it would cost nearly a hundred spiritual stones if placed outside.
Only Master Jin Dan can eat so luxuriously.
One bowl is not enough, another bowl comes.
During the process, the body moves on its own, refining the food eaten into spiritual energy. After a long cycle of movement, it finally turns into an improvement in cultivation.
The effect is almost non-existent.
Lu Zhong didn't care about this, all he cared about was the taste of the food.
Go out.
Deliberately take a detour to Changchun Fairy City.
Floating a hundred feet high in the sky, looking towards the city.
As the news shows, the once prosperous Fairy City is now in a state of depression and decay. The air is filled with a strong smell of corpses, and from time to time, spiritual lights can be seen in the city.
The extent of the disaster was greater than Lu Zhong expected.
Even the Gangcheng District suffered a disaster, with signs of extensive fire damage.
The former commercial street has been reduced to ruins, and monks like ants can be seen rummaging through the rubble, trying to find the treasures left inside.
With such a drastic change, Lintao Pavilion was not spared, and only half of it was left standing.
Looking towards the mountain gate of Changchun Valley,
You can see that there is a bottomless black hole there.
It's hard to imagine what happened at that time to blow up such a hole.
"Changchun Valley has ruled Changchun Territory for tens of thousands of years, is it coming to an end?"
Lu Zhong sighed and went straight to Poisonous Insect Valley.
…
The days that followed were all about running around.
For the sake of caution, Lu Zhong has always adopted the strategy of shipping small quantities and multiple times. Occasionally, he will deliberately change places. It has been peaceful for half a year.
During this period, it was not as if no monks from the Zhenyang Sect were discovered.
I picked an unlucky ghost at random and searched his soul to find out that Zhenyang Zong had noticed an abnormal increase in the number of spiritual creatures in the Western Territory, and that Lord Nascent Soul was paying close attention to this.
As if to confirm this news, he was illuminated by stars several times that night.
Obviously, it was Zhenyangzong who was spying on the secrets and wanted to use this to determine Lu Zhong's identity.
They probably didn't expect that Lu Zhong actually had the power to block the secrets of the universe, so several attempts ended in failure.
Phantom Sound Domain, Bailing Ruins.
Lu Zhong started shipping goods at dawn, selling a total of more than 8,000 kilograms of spiritual rice, varying numbers of first- and second-level elixir bottles, and some southern barbarian specialty spiritual items, making a profit of at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones in one trip.
Just look at me a few times before, and there will always be someone who doesn't know what I'm looking for.
Considering that he might not come to the Western Territory again for a long time, Lu Zhong put on an ordinary robe and deliberately revealed only his initial foundation-building cultivation level in order to accurately select fishing targets.
Sure enough, someone was really fooled.
Naturally, he would not spare any of these guys who were full of evil thoughts. If they dared to come out to kill people and seize treasures, they would have to be prepared to be killed.
Calculating it piecemeal, there were actually three to two thousand spirit stones in the account.
Taste the sweetness.
So Lu Zhong never forgets to do this every time he changes places. Anyway, he is using the spirit puppet as bait, so he is not afraid of falling into a trap.
…
Time passes day by day.
Lu Zhong is not stupid and only sells to buying houses, and the shipping method is also flexible and changeable. For example, today, I went to the stall area and set up a stall, which can be regarded as returning to my old business.
"The best green marrow rice, three years old!"
"Big sale with tears, only three spirit stones per kilogram!"
Lu Zhong opened his throat and shouted, this kind of old spiritual rice was cheap in the Southern Barbarians, only costing fifteen talisman per catty, but in the Western Region, its value doubled, and even if it doubled twenty times, it would not be sold.
Soon, someone came forward to inquire.
It can be said that there is no need to worry about selling this kind of top-quality product that is not contaminated by the scarlet aura.
Half an hour later.
Lu Zhong came out of Xiaofang City, used the lightness technique skillfully to summon the spiritual wind, wrapped himself up, and rushed towards the next destination.
Halfway through the journey, I encountered an evil cultivator as expected.
I saw figures flashing in the forest, and strong spiritual energy fluctuations came out.
Two sword shadows, one golden and one black, came, followed closely by five fireballs. Their cooperation was extremely tacit, blocking his possible dodge route.
Lu Zhong smiled as another spiritual stone was delivered to his door.
But he didn't dare to be distracted, and his vast spiritual consciousness swept through the mountains and forests in an instant.
The number of evil cultivators was immediately found out.
They were two foundation-building monks in the early and middle stages of cultivation, plus fifteen Qi-refining stage monks who were waving flags. Among the evil cultivator gangs he had killed, they were also one of the larger ones.
When he raised his left and right hands, golden and red sword lights flew out.
Halfway through, the incoming sword shadow was deflected away.
"ah!"
The next moment, two screams sounded out one after another.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
They are all evil cultivators, so just kill them.
Lu Zhong didn't have any psychological burden on this.
"A low-grade spiritual weapon, a high-grade magic weapon flying sword, more than a hundred talismans of various colors, a thousand kilograms of contaminated spiritual rice, three thousand and ninety-one spiritual stones, plus seven storage bags...it's quite a fat The oily gang of evil cultivators!"
"Very good, Bailin City has the goods to sell."
