The first thousand six hundred and seventy-ninth chapters
Heading down at high speed, while looking down from all directions, I saw that this village was not too small, with hundreds of miles in length and width, and hundreds of thousands of households.
The mulberry fields were fertile and there were flocks of cattle and sheep. The people were very busy. At the same time, a bazaar had begun to take shape, and the most rudimentary barter exchanges were carried out.
It is not unreasonable for cultivators from all major civilizations to regard this place as a transit station. It can at least support the survival of hundreds of thousands of human families without danger.
Moreover, Gu Que could see that although most of the people here were mortals, there were also indigenous cultivators, the highest of which had reached the realm of Dao-cutting.
There are hundreds of thousands of households, approximately one million people, and the number of practitioners has reached tens of thousands. It is really not easy.
It has been four months since the Gutian Blood Road was opened, and many taboo experts have come here. As a transit station, they will naturally not kill people randomly, so these people seem to be used to these foreign visitors and are not surprised.
Gu Que waved his right hand, and the metal elements under the earth were immediately pulled out, forming a sharp long sword.
He grabbed a middle-aged man and chuckled: "Talk to me, and this sword will be yours."
The middle-aged man caught Gu Que's long sword and said excitedly: "My name is Guo Hai. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Looking at his expression, Gu Que knew that he was not the only one who had done this. It was estimated that someone had learned about this place in this way before, and many people had benefited from it. Today it was finally Guo Hai's turn.
Gu Que smiled and said: "Tell me about the history here, I think you should know a lot."
Guo Haidao: "I know, I know, the history is not very rich, there are few people, and no big things happened."
He sat directly on the ground and said, "Young man, please sit down too."
Gu Que looked at the people coming and going around him and smiled bitterly: "Aren't you blocking the way?"
"Why are you blocking the road? The road is so wide."
Guo Hai grinned and said: "Master, are you from outside? Our ancestors were also from outside."
"Tell me about it."
Guo Haidao: "Our ancestors also came here from outside. Later, for some reason, they didn't go out. We were forced to have no choice but to thrive here. That's why we are here."
"But it seems to have been many years. No one can remember exactly how many years. Listen to the old man, the ancestors are also very powerful, but they just don't have the strength to continue walking, and they don't dare to look back."
Gu Que frowned, he did not expect this result.
He originally thought that this person would tell other possibilities, such as that there had been people here since ancient times, but no one had discovered them.
Guo Hai said that he was a descendant of the blood cultivator of ancient heaven, which was quite true.
Guo Hai continued: "Later, there was a disaster, and many monsters came. The ancestors died and were injured, and many members of the tribe also died. Even the corpses were eaten, leaving no trace."
"The remaining old, weak, sick and disabled have also persisted. It's just that their cultivation has stopped and their strength has dropped a lot. Fortunately, those weird things have been killed, otherwise we would not be here."
"I don't know how many years have passed like this. There are many disasters here. Floods and droughts happen every year. It's normal to have no food. Many people starve to death. The number can't be increased. It's not easy to have so many people."
Gu Que said: "I see that there are many cultivators here. Although they are not very strong, it can make you live a little richer, right? At least you will not be affected by natural disasters."
"well."
Guo Hai sighed: "They... only have so much place to live. They want to control the population and can't kill people at will, so they have no choice but to leave these things alone. What can I do? We civilians are not qualified to negotiate."
It sounds like there is indeed no flaw at the moment. Is this all true?
But the appearance of such a village in the Blood Road of Ancient Heaven is really unbelievable.
Gu Que couldn't believe this Guo Hai, and his eyes suddenly became deep, searching directly for the other person's soul.
Gu Que saw the scenes...well, the other party didn't lie.
Everything here turns out to be real.
Gu Que smiled bitterly and shook his head. The world is so big and full of wonders.
Thinking of this, he looked up and looked forward, and immediately saw an embarrassed figure walking slowly through the long street. He was so conspicuous among the crowd.
Gu Que suddenly stood up, staring at this figure with two hot lights in his eyes.
"That's a lunatic."
Guo Haidao: "You can see him walking up and down the street every day, dirty and smelly. He hasn't taken a bath in I don't know how many years. There are so many rivers and lakes that he can't bear to take a dip in."
Gu Que didn't speak, just looked at that familiar figure. He had changed over the years.
"This guy, people hit him and scolded him, but it's no use. He still comes out to make people disgusting."
"The key is that he was beaten very well. He couldn't be beaten to death, and he didn't say anything. Later I heard that this man was also a cultivator in the past, but he became obsessed with practicing kung fu, and that's why he became like this."
"Shut up."
Gu Que snorted coldly and strode forward directly.
This man's clothes were ragged and stained all over his body. He really looked like a beggar who hadn't changed his clothes in decades. The stench lingered and his hair was caked with cake.
But the bird can tolerate the smell.
He took one step forward and stood directly in front of the man. His momentum blew up a strong wind, blowing the man's knotted hair loose.
Gu Que finally saw that angular face again, that face was so handsome and so young.
He sighed, shook his head and said, "You have changed."
Gu Que could feel that the man in front of him had changed. Before, he was so upright, so chic, so unruly, and his whole body exuded confidence and vitality.
Now he is so stiff, so numb, his eyes are cloudy, as if he has lost his soul.
He is obviously very young, only over a thousand years old, why does he look so old?
This man didn't look at Gu Que at all. He just felt that someone was blocking his way in front of him, so he moved half a meter sideways and continued walking forward.
Guo Hai followed up again, shook his head and said: "Don't make it difficult for him, he is really a lunatic. Our tribe was built on the mountain, and he has been walking around this mountain for eight or ninety years. When my grandfather was a child
, he started walking away."
Gu Que said in a deep voice: "Take the sword and get out of here. There is no other benefit. You don't have to stay."
Guo Hai's face darkened, he sighed, and left reluctantly.
Gu Que looked at the figure that had walked several feet away, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Jue Xia! Are you really crazy! Are you still the high-spirited and unruly sword god from back then!"
The figure in front stopped for more than ten breaths, and then continued to move forward.
Gu Que didn't expect to see Jue Xia here, he had too many doubts in his heart.
He vowed to figure this out.
He wanted to know where Tianlao and Xuanyuankuo had gone.