After the immortal disappeared

The sheep's hoof lightly tapped, and the sheep and the cart took off again, flying over several row houses and landing on the dirt road.

Everyone looked back and saw that the house was intact, with only one tile kicked crooked.

This was the first time they saw a sheep cart that could fly over eaves and walls. These big sheep had a great talent for controlling the wind.

Even the black-armored soldiers were amazed, and the civilians in the town knelt on the ground, not picking up the things that were rolling on the ground. They just bowed their heads in the direction where the sheep cart left, while reciting the name of the wind god loudly.

The sheep cart was driving so fast that He Lingchuan could still hear the call of "Master Xian" from behind, so he asked Lu Jing: "Don't you often go down the mountain?"

Immortals must be high above the clouds. If the disciples of the Illusion Sect often go down the mountain so that mortals can always see them, will there still be a sense of mystery?

Lu Jing said, "Practicing is hard, and the sect does not allow disciples to go down the mountain privately. There are special people responsible for the purchase and contact of the people."

The sheep cart was very fast, almost running out of the phantom, and it was away from the town in two and a half minutes, heading towards Shilong Mountain.

If you look down from a high place, three-fifths of the area of ​​Yinzhu Island belongs to the Shilong Mountain Range. From a distance, the mountain looks like a screen, especially the main peak Shilong Peak, which is a peak that towers to the sky. The mountainside above is hidden in the clouds and mist, which is very spectacular.

The Yingtai sheep cart also passed the special road of the Wind God Temple, but did not stop. Everyone could only feel that the temple was built quite grandly and occupied a large area, and then entered the Shilong Mountain Range.

No one noticed that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy on the side of the mountain road looked up when he heard the sound and stared at the sheep cart.

He looked at the big sheep pulling the cart and saw the people on the cart.

Of course, the sheep cart was as fast as a white horse passing by, and disappeared from his sight after only three or five breaths.

After going up the mountain, Yingtai was more useful. When he ran, the real scenes on both sides turned into dotted lines, especially when he flew over the cliffs and ravines as if he was walking on flat ground. There were several times when he even stepped on the cliffs and ran parallel to the ground, and even the sheep, the car and the people could not fall down.

The only flaw was that the car made people dizzy when flying over the eaves and walls, and those who could not stand steadily could easily sprain their waists, which reminded He Lingchuan of the roller coaster he had ridden in his previous life.

Everyone consciously stayed away from Aunt Zhu. If they accidentally fell on it, they would be full of holes and blood.

Lu Jing just said that Yingtai could fly with the wind, so why can't he do it now? Ha, it's easy to imagine that the concentration of spiritual energy in the cave paradise has dropped significantly in the past six months, and they were forced to slow down on land.

This shows how fast the spiritual energy here is consumed.

He Lingchuan originally suspected that Qianhuan Zhenren had left the Upside-down Sea, but from this point of view, this worry was completely unnecessary.

In addition to this ancient true immortal, who can absorb the spiritual energy of the cave paradise?

Entering the Shilong Mountains, there were no pilgrims on the roadside, but instead there were all kinds of rare animals. For example, there was an owl with black spots on a white background on a tree branch on the roadside, and there were two small antennas on its forehead, but when it turned its head 180 degrees, everyone found that it had a human face!

Human-faced owl.

Yingtai car was running in the valley and almost hit a group of spiritual deer. These deer were taller than ordinary horses, pure white like snow, and even glowed with hazy white light in the gradually darkening valley, and their appearance was particularly holy.

The higher you go in the mountain, the richer the spiritual energy.

There was even a thick green mist floating in the air-

The atomized spiritual energy was the first time even He Lingchuan saw it!

Even though everyone had experienced the baptism of Emperor Liujiang in the outside world not long ago, taking a few more deep breaths at this time also felt like being intoxicated by oxygen!

"The spiritual energy on this mountain is so rich!" Dong Rui was surprised, "At least six or seven times that of the mountain below!"

The spiritual energy on Silver Pearl Island is already a world apart from the human world four months ago.

But the spiritual energy on Shilong Peak is more than five or seven times richer than that on Silver Pearl Island!

He Lingchuan knew that this was probably because the spiritual energy sucked in by the spirit gathering formation was concentrated on Shilong Peak. Silver Pearl Island just picked up a little leak and drank a mouthful of soup, and the spiritual energy was richer than the outside world.

He took a deep breath, and felt his chest and lungs comfortable, and his body became light.

These immortals really know how to enjoy themselves. They hide in the cave paradise and live their own lives. They don't care about the rise and fall of the human world.

The poverty and hardship of the people in the Flashing Gold Plain? Haha, I can't see it, I can't see it at all.

He Lingchuan pinched the car board. If it was an ordinary car, he would have pressed a few fingerprints on it.

Lu Jing shook his head and said, "It has weakened a lot compared to before. You came from outside, do you know what happened?"

Dong Rui looked confused, and asked knowingly: "Ah? What happened outside?"

Hehe, isn't it just that the Tiangang formation was broken, and these bastards can't absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world!

Lu Jing didn't say anything more.

Even if these people are from Lingshan, he is a disciple of Qianhuan Zhenxian, so there is no need to be submissive, and he can't answer every question.

Dong Rui asked again: "If we go up the mountain now, can we see Qianhuan Zhenren himself?"

Lu Jing shook his head: "The Immortal is in seclusion. For details, you have to ask Master Xiao."

He answered very cautiously. After all, after these people went up the mountain, they would know that the Immortal was in seclusion, and it wouldn't be considered a leak if he said so. But He Lingchuan listened, looked at each other with Aunt Zhu, and said in his heart, as expected.

Qianhuan is in trouble.

It was just a suspicion before, but now it can be confirmed.

They had discussed the key points before entering the storm circle. There were some strange things before and after Qian Huan Zhenren's retreat this time. He retreated early and was reluctant to come out. He Lingchuan also pondered whether Qian Huan Zhenren was seriously injured and never recovered.

But Aunt Zhu believes that this possibility is extremely small. If a great immortal of the level of Qianhuan Zhenren cannot repair his injuries after being in seclusion for more than 150 years, it may only be because he has damaged his origin.

Even if the gods come down to deal with him, unless the main god takes action, it will be difficult for other gods to hurt Qianhuan Zhenren like this. On the other hand, if he wants to severely damage Qianhuan Zhenren, the main god will have to pay a corresponding price. The most likely result is that both sides will suffer.

The more powerful he is, the less willing he is to take action personally, so Aunt Zhu is more inclined to believe that Master Qian Huan encounters some problems in his practice.

Just listening to Lu Jing's answer, it's hard to tell whether He Lingchuan or Aunt Zhu was right.

Wan Qifeng also interjected: "Has Mr. Lu become an immortal through cultivation?"

Lu Jing glanced at him: "Even in the Cave Heaven Paradise, immortals are not so easy to cultivate."

This means that there is no more.

The road ahead became wider and wider as we walked, huge valleys were turned into fields, and mortal figures appeared again - carrying baskets and hoes, working hard in the fields.

At first glance, this field looks no different from ordinary farmland. It is also green and lush, and the growth is very pleasant. But Wan Qiliang had a keen eye, and while the Yingtai car was speeding, he also spotted two running figures in the field——

A chubby, chubby little baby that is more than a palm tall, with a green leaf on its head and a few red berries on the leaves.

They almost jumped under the sheep cart and danced.

"Hey, ginseng doll!" Wan Qiliang had only heard of this rare treasure in story books before, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes one day. "Is this a fairy field?"

"That's right." Lu Jing asked him, "Is there no more human beings?"

"It's gone long ago." Dong Rui sighed, "The best medicinal field in the world is in Bejia, and it was also cultivated on an intensive and large scale."

No wonder these melons can’t be beaten to death. The welfare here is too good, right?

Ling Guang also watched intently. It saw at a glance that there were many rare medicinal materials in the field. They were supposed to be distributed on high-altitude cliffs. They would die when transplanted. They were extremely expensive. Unexpectedly, the immortal planted them here just like green onions. They were fat, strong and growing well.

If the sheep cart hadn't been running too fast, it would have wanted to jump off and watch it.

Wan Qiliang couldn't help but said: "I thought Xiantian had a unique planting method, how could it be made by mortals?"

Why don't you use magical powers to irrigate and sow rice?

Moreover, the density of mortal farmers here is far higher than in the plains.

From a distance, it looks like an elusive fairy mountain, but when you zoom in, you can see that the green fields are filled with busy figures of civilians.

Lu Jing shook his head: "I used to be in charge of the field affairs in Shilong Peak. Alas, the weeds in the fairy fields grow faster than the spiritual grass. Some are poisonous, some will strangle the spiritual grass, and some will sprout again without taking root. In the end, we must Relying on human eyes to identify and remove by human hands, what magical power can do this on its own?”

No tool or magical power can match the dexterity of human hands. Therefore, the work of mortals is a very important part of this system.

Further ahead, there are acres of fruit trees, mulberry fields and workshops, all of which are indispensable for people.

Dong Rui was curious: "It is said that the clothes are seamless. Is it possible that the clothes of the immortals are also hand-woven by mortals?"

"If we don't weave by hand, will brocade silk and jade silk automatically weave threads into a finished garment?" Lu Jing said with a smile, "No matter what kind of treasure it is, the first seven processes of combing and brocade weaving have to be done by hand, and the subsequent shaping, refining, and inlaying are all done by hand. It’s the sect that takes over.”

Low-grade raw materials and low-grade craftsmanship all require ordinary people to take care of.

"There are still many disciples who do not have the ability to live without food and cannot eat the wind and drink the dew for a long time. Their food, clothing, housing and transportation also need the entire Yinzhu Island to support them." Lu Jing added, "The labor within the sect is extremely heavy, and only relying on How can we do it with so few people?”

Both of them said that was the case.

He Lingchuan also knew that there was another important reason why Lu Jing avoided mentioning it, and that was cost.

Mortal labor is extremely cheap compared to farming with magical powers. You eat less, work more, and you are obedient, so why not use it?

Precious spiritual power should be used most for practicing fighting and refining weapons to set up formations. Why should it be used for farming?

The foundation of all economic activities is nothing more than cost accounting. The superior immortal must also settle this account.

To put it another way, if the mortals on Silver Pearl Island were of no value to Qian Huan and Huan Zong, their fate would be the most miserable.

No matter which world, people can survive only because they are still valuable and useful to others.

The sheep cart continued to run for several more miles, and the fields on both sides of the mountain road became barren. Although the streets were still visible, the weeds had grown very high.