Lu Zhong has no doubt that Changchun Valley is 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.
After hearing the news, the Changchun Valley Law Enforcement Team came over and saw only a pit several feet deep. Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak. 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 Zhenren Jindan.
An existence that is inferior to one person and superior to 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 were not 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 a long-term layout here, once it develops, the income will not be smaller than that of the Chengde Chamber of Commerce now.
"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 a 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.
Ganquan Commercial Port, which is built with giant stones and has a water depth of more than ten feet, has hundreds of ships of various sizes parked at the dock. The port city on the shore has also 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 in rows and rows along 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 two-bedroom apartment in the previous life and is equipped with complete facilities.
Things like water supply and drainage, kitchens and bathrooms 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 the top and looked at the port city built against the mountain in front of them. They all felt that their eyes were bright. However, they only took one more look. With heavy loads on their shoulders, they hurried out of the sweet spring with their companions.
port.
These casual cultivators are all 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 and earthly 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 mountain-protecting formation-level defensive formation or all the prohibition traps.
The new home is a three-entry style.
It is divided into vestibule, middle courtyard and back courtyard.
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 concentrated on practicing.
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 past.
The lights of the port city were bright, and a large number of monks and mortals woke up from their sleep. They were 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."
A 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 stop there.
What was even more terrifying was what was to come. One after another, the inexplicable ghosts 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.
The current Changchun Fairy City has already fallen into chaos.
In the afternoon, the latest news arrived.
The Supreme Elder of Yan Zhen Sect, the master of Huayi Guan, attacked and joined forces to test the reality of Changchun Valley. However, they were repulsed by Zhenjun Wanmu and Patriarch Yunyao. During the battle, the sky was filled with blood.
The creatures on the ground were affected, and a large number of them were killed or injured.
"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, it is unknown how many foundation-building monks 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 originated from Changchun Valley's inability to take care of itself. The riots have spread from outside the city to the territory. The once peaceful and large area is now on fire everywhere.
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, it can be expected 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. However, if he had 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, good news can come from the direction of Bihai Islands.
Affected by the chaos in Changchun Territory, population migration has become much easier. In the past, it was restricted by Changchun Valley, but now as long as enough spirit stones are provided, 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 has also been directly raised from the original one million people to one million households. With such a large population, the three sects will only need to collect the immortal seeds among mortals and replenish fresh blood regularly, then their own
There will be no problem with its survival.
Let's see things 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 once.
After the turmoil in Changchun Territory subsides, it will not be too late to restart the resale 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 with 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.
Only Master Jin Dan can eat so luxuriously.
One bowl is not enough, so I have another bowl.
During the process, the gong body moves on its own, refining the food eaten into spiritual energy, which after a large cycle of circulation, finally turns into an improvement in cultivation level.
The effect is almost nonexistent.
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 large-scale fires.
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 the news, starlight appeared on his body 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 shift stars and fight, and could block the secrets of heaven, so several attempts ended in failure.
Phantom Sound Domain, Bailingxu.
Lu Zhong started shipping goods at dawn, selling a total of more than 8,000 kilograms of spiritual rice, varying numbers of bottles of first- and second-level elixirs, and some southern barbarian specialties, making a profit of at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones in one trip.
Just look at it a few times before, and there will always be people who don't know what you are looking for.
Lu Zhong considered that he might not come to the Western Region again for a long time, so he put on an ordinary robe and deliberately only revealed his initial foundation building cultivation level in order to accurately select fishing targets.
Sure enough, I 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, we can actually get three to two thousand spirit stones into the account.
Taste the sweetness.
So Lu Zhong never forgot to do this every time he changed places. Anyway, he was using the spirit puppet as bait and he was 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. For example, today, he went to the stall area and set up a stall, which can be regarded as returning to his old business.
"The finest 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 top-quality product that is not contaminated by the scarlet aura.
Half an hour later.
Lu Zhong came out of Xiaofang City, skillfully used the light body technique 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 silhouettes of people flashing in the forest, and strong spiritual energy fluctuations came out.
Two sword shadows, one golden and one black, struck, followed closely by five fireballs. Their cooperation was extremely tacit, blocking his possible dodge route.
Lu Zhong smiled, and 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 known.
They were two foundation-building monks in the early and middle stages of cultivation, plus fifteen monks in the Qi-refining stage who were waving flags. Among the evil cultivators 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 the slightest 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