Mortal Immortal Gourd

On Shekou Mountain, Zhu'er had taken the limb regeneration pill made by Ergouzi, and the wound on her severed leg had really grown again.

Seeing that the pill was starting to work, Ergouzi cut off some dragon meat and chopped it into very small pieces. He refined more than a hundred pills in one breath and gave them all to Zhu'er.

Ergouzi finally succeeded in refining the limb regeneration pill, and now he had a thing to worry about. He was able to pay attention to other things.

First, he spent hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones to replenish the spiritual power consumed by Shekou Mountain.

Then he rode on the big white goose and patrolled his territory.

Now the whole Qingzhou belongs to him, and the feeling of patrolling his own land is like an old farmer checking the crops in his own field.

After decades of turmoil, there were no people in the whole Qingzhou.

He saw that a large amount of land was abandoned and overgrown with weeds and thorns, towns and villages were dilapidated, houses collapsed, and there was no living person inside.

Such a good land, but no one grows crops to collect rent. Er Gouzi was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't find any traces of the tenants.

Fortunately, Sanyang County has retained a population of several million over the years, which can be regarded as leaving some seeds for Qingzhou.

He rode a goose in the sky, and sometimes he could see that the officers and soldiers were organizing the population to migrate to these desolate places.

As long as he can manage his men well and let these people have enough food, the population will increase several times in about 20 to 30 years.

For other immortal cultivators or the Great Zhou Dynasty, ordinary people are just a base number, coolies, and consumables.

The ordinary grains grown by ordinary people can only be used to refine march pills, and a large amount is consumed to equal a spiritual stone.

But for Er Gouzi, whether it is the mineral deposits dug by the people or the ordinary grains grown.

As long as they are collected in the gourd and upgraded, they can become spiritual objects, and their value has increased countless times.

This is also the reason why he can take out a large amount of spiritual grains to feed babies in the nursery.

He could use these resources that he could not consume to train a large number of elite subordinates.

Er Gouzi flew several times in the sky and flew outside Qingzhou City, and found that Qingzhou City had become much more prosperous than before.

Feeling a little curious, he changed his body shape and walked towards Qingzhou City.

For the first time, the official notice of the wanted butterfly fairy at the city gate disappeared.

Suddenly being forgotten made Er Gouzi feel a little lost.

He pulled an old man basking in the sun at the city gate and asked about it, only to find out that the butterfly fairy had not come out to commit crimes in recent months.

"I heard from someone that the butterfly fairy had been killed by Xia Qingtian."

"Xia Qingtian? Who is this?"

Er Gouzi felt a little strange.

Now that General Donkey is gone, how can there be Xia Qingtian in the entire Qingzhou area besides Zhang Qingtian himself?

Is there a Qingtian old nest in Qingzhou that specializes in producing Qingtian?

"Xia Qingtian is of course the former general!

I tell you, our general suddenly changed his temperament and became a true Qingtian master who loves the people like his own children..."

This old man basks in the sun and waits for death every day. He is probably quite idle. When he talks about Xia Qingtian, his saliva is flying.

The old man talked to Er Gouzi for an hour, until a little boy called him back to eat, and then he walked home with a bit of reluctance.

Er Gouzi sorted out the content of the old man's talk in his mind.

Since Xia Mingyuan recovered from his last injury, he has been acting very wrong, just like a different person.

No longer killing people casually, cherishing the lives of every citizen in the city, and not allowing his men to harm the people.

He took out the wealth and food stored by the Xia family to help the people in need in the city.

From these behaviors shown by Xia Mingyuan, he is indeed worthy of being called the Qingtian master.

However, Er Gouzi still has doubts in his heart, and has some doubts about the purity of Xia Mingyuan as a Qingtian.

Although Xia Mingyuan had a bad character before, he did not practice evil skills and could not suck blood.

The last time he joined forces with the giant beast to besiege Xia Mingyuan as a donkey general, he found that he was indeed a little different.

During the battle, Xia Mingyuan had been secretly sucking the blood of him and the giant beast, more like an evil cultivator.

However, it is still unclear whether Xia Mingyuan changed to practicing evil skills or really changed into a different person.

Er Gouzi walked on the street of Qingzhou City and heard many people talking about the deeds of Lord Qingtian along the way. The content was similar.

"Lord Qingtian!"

"Lord Qingtian is here!"

"Xia Qingtian..."

Suddenly, the people on both sides of the street cheered. Er Gouzi squeezed into the crowd and looked in the direction of the crowd.

I saw a middle-aged man walking at the end of the street, with a long black beard stretched out casually, a coarse cloth robe, slightly raised trouser legs, and some mud on his bare feet.

He looked like a farmer who had just returned from working in the fields.

When Er Gouzi saw this scene, he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it before.

It seemed that he had experienced such a scene before, but now he couldn't remember it.

When Er Gouzi was confused, his eyes moved to Xia Mingyue's face inadvertently.

Although Xia Mingyuan's facial features have not changed, his expression and demeanor, which are closely related to his personality, have changed a lot now.

At first glance, Xia Mingyuan now feels honest and simple, like a very simple farmer.

Seeing Xia Mingyuan's simple smile, Er Gouzi felt as if he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember where he was.

At this moment, Xia Mingyuan bent down and bought a hoe from a vendor, and casually carried the hoe on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Er Gouzi's eyes suddenly lit up and he remembered.

No wonder he was so familiar, isn't this the old demon Ding?

He used to be ignorant and used to admire the owner of the Ding family manor very much. He learned from the owner of the Ding family manor everywhere, imitated him everywhere, and took the owner of the Ding family manor as an example.

The two often got together to discuss farming experiences.

He had been to Dingjiazhuang several times and saw that the owner of the Ding family looked like this.

A simple face, wearing coarse cloth clothes, trouser legs rolled up, barefoot, carrying a hoe.

All kinds of expressions and movements are exactly the same as the previous owner of the Ding family. The only difference is that the appearance is not quite the same.

The person in front of him, with a face like Xia Mingyuan, may actually have changed a long time ago.

Thinking about it again, Old Demon Ding has been missing for so many years since he committed a crime in Sanyang County last time.

Er Gouzi suspected that Xia Mingyuan in front of him was Old Demon Ding.

He separated a thin thread of consciousness and quietly probed Xia Mingyuan in front of him.

But Xia Mingyuan's own strength was much stronger than that of Old Ancestor Feng.

His consciousness thread had just approached Xia Mingyuan when he was discovered by the other party. He quickly cut off this section of consciousness thread and retracted his consciousness.

Then he sensed that Xia Mingyuan's sharp consciousness swept back and forth in the crowd several times.

However, with Xia Mingyuan's consciousness level, he could not see through Er Gouzi's consciousness disguise.

He scanned Er Gouzi several times, but could not find his true identity.

Xia Mingyuan did not find anything, and was a little unwilling. He searched the original place several times, but found no trace.

Then he carried the hoe and left slowly.

Er Gouzi looked at Xia Mingyuan's back and fell into deep thought.

He had been thinking in his heart that if he took a few dozen more kidney pills and improved his cultivation strength, he would come to settle accounts with Xia Mingyuan.

Now Xia Mingyuan might have become Ding Lao Mo.

However, both Xia Mingyuan and Ding Lao Mo were his enemies.

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