Rebirth in another world: Cultivation begins with cannibalism

Martial law was finally lifted, and the caravan, which had been holding back for several days, was ready to set off for the north.

Every year, a large number of caravans come and go in various cities, and they are the veins of the dynasty, which runs through the economic flow of the entire territory.

These caravans are large and small, and in addition to being protected by regular monks, they will also hire a large number of masters, after all, it is not peaceful in the wilderness.

"Molten Yuan Realm cultivator, one thousand spirit stones within a thousand miles, plus eight hundred spirit stones for every five hundred miles more than a thousand miles. "

The remuneration of the merchant guards is still very considerable, after all, this is a hard-working job, on average, each monk in the Molten Yuan Realm can earn five thousand spirit stones a year, in addition to the daily expenses and cultivation expenses, if you save for more than ten years, you may be able to exchange for one or two sets of good thaumaturgy.

Chen Cheng has already taken back his Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag is slightly different from the storage bag, not only the space is larger, but also a ban has been placed, which has a certain anti-theft effect, although it is minimal.

He had already joined the caravan at this time, and followed the goods on a big horse, this caravan was strong, and there was no master of the real realm, Chen Cheng could not only mix in it and hitchhike, but also not afraid of being restrained.

The carriages and horses slowly went out of the city, the caravan took the official road, and there were some monks from the government to take care of them some of the way before, and after walking out of a hundred miles, there were only some traces of the wheels that had been crushed.

Not everything can be put into the storage bag, some special cultivation materials, or things that do not have a Taoist rhyme, such as food, they can't resonate with the spatial inscription of the storage bag, so they can't fit in.

"My lord, today's lunch.

A martial artist brought some simple food to Chen Cheng, but he refused with a smile.

When they arrived at the Molten Yuan Realm, there was no longer any need for mundane food, and food containing spiritual energy was rare, and it was expensive, and most of the monks were in the state of Bigu.

The wind and sand are rolling on the road, and the official road is far away from the forest, and the past is wilderness.

"I'm going to cheer up in a few days, and then there are so many demon cultivators and bandits, when I came to Duyun City from this road, the caravan was robbed three times. A

man who was nearly half a hundred years old sighed, the low-level monks could only come to do this kind of unsafe thing in order to earn spirit stones.

"Brother Zhang, is there any way to finish this trip, I'm not young anymore, I want to do something stable. Beside

the man, a monk who didn't look very old, but his face was full of vicissitudes, came over, holding a few spirit stones in his hand, and stuffed them into Brother Zhang's hand.

"Well, if you want me to say, it's okay if we want to make a stable living, and when we get to the place, let's go to my house to help. "

Thank you, thank you, thank you, Brother Zhang, you are really ......"

The monk was obviously very surprised, this Brother Zhang is an old man in the caravan, and he has always been responsible for recruiting people, and his family is also a family of cultivators, so he has a small connection.

In addition, he himself also has the cultivation of the Molten Yuan Realm, although the road ahead is hopeless, but it can be regarded as a mixed achievement.

"Eh, it's the first time for Chen Daoyou to walk a dart, right? Don't think you're too old Brother Zhang, I'll talk to you about what you should pay attention to on the way." The

man saw Chen Cheng on the side, the price of a small caravan like theirs is average, and there are no real masters, for the accompanying Rongyuan Realm scattered cultivation, it is possible to win over one is one, as for what to say that the origin is unknown, how can you consider this.

"As for our caravan, I won't tell you that no one has been killed for more than ten years, so you can rest assured that the safety issue is very safe. The

man talked eloquently, and Chen Cheng listened while observing the appearance and scale of the caravan.

The queue is not long, most of the goods are pulled behind, the really valuable things have been hidden, if you meet robbers who are not enemies, you will pay some money to buy your life, generally those robbers will not cut off their own financial routes, and they will not make things difficult for the caravan when they are satisfied.

Most caravans are this routine, as long as they are not behemoths like Wanbaolou and Gujia, they will prepare some spirit stones and spend money to eliminate disasters, which is a tacit understanding between merchants and bandits for a long time.

In the middle of the procession, the monks guarded a palanquin, which was said to be the son of a small family, who had handed over the spirit stone to join the caravan, hoping to escort him to the royal city.

Chen Cheng didn't pay much attention, such things happen from time to time, he didn't want to cause more trouble now, he just wanted to reach the destination first.

The hunt plan was still going on, but Chen Cheng planned to wait until the deer chase was open before proceeding.

The Deer Chase will be a secret realm of trials, and after each event, many geniuses have died tragically at the hands of their own kind, and this is his chance.

The wind and sand continued, and after a day and a night of travel, the group was already some distance away from Du Yuncheng, and Chen Cheng was also familiar with the group of monks in charge of the right side of the caravan.

Brother Zhang is the patriarch of a small family, and a large part of the goods in this caravan also belong to the Zhang family.

The monk who didn't want to be a merchant was called Wu Zhengxiong, who was originally a casual cultivator, but now he has also helped the Zhang family walk for more than ten years, and he is bent on retirement.

There was also a person named Daxi, who was taciturn, just like Chen Cheng, who just came to take a ride on the caravan.

In addition to a few of them, there are also many monks in charge of other areas, these people more or less know Brother Zhang, read him experienced, mature and old, and they all call him Brother Zhang.

"Hurry up, there are many bandits in this area, everyone should pay attention, and report any situation immediately!" Brother

Zhang rode on the horse and gave orders, and the group was crossing a narrow valley.

"Brother Zhang, you are too careful, we have walked here so many times, which time has we been blocked.

Wu Zhengxiong didn't care, shrunk his neck, and whistled.

Brother Zhang frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just persuaded: "You still have to be cautious, if you really come, you can have a response."

Wu Zhengxiong snorted and didn't reply.

After walking for about dozens of miles, and was already about to walk out of this place, Wu Zhengxiong smiled at the man: "I'll just say that Brother Zhang, you are too timid, you can't pass safely."

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of a boulder rolling suddenly sounded, and the huge sound startled everyone, and everyone looked towards the mountain, raising their weapons and waiting for them.

"Damn, this stinky crow's mouth!" someone

scolded on the side, only to see that on the mountain walls on both sides, dozens of boulders carried the momentum of heavenly thunder, and rushed down unstoppably.

"The escort team is in formation!" The

old man was in danger, and shouted, and the dozen or so monks of the Huihai Realm around him exerted their strength together, and the earthy yellow spiritual power swirled, and in an instant, they formed a large earthen road defense array.

"Get up!"

he jumped into the array, and those spiritual powers seemed to have a backbone, carrying rocks and dirt to rise from the ground, and a huge stone wall suddenly appeared in the sky, firmly covering the huge caravan.

"Bang!!".