Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

Jiang He sat in Chiyun Mountain and couldn't help but smile.

He originally planned to guide others to play freely and add background and legend to the blindfold...

But I didn't expect that Wang Puchuan and others had such profound imagination skills. They not only added a legendary background to the blindfold, but also raised his profile.

What is it that has the world in mind and helps the common people at the same time?

What kind of good deeds help the world, and the heart that binds the eyes.

"Let them understand everything."

It is true that this persona is too empty and too boastful at present.

Only the people of Chiyun Township, who were protected by Jiang He, strongly agreed with the words of Wang Puchuan and others.

Further out, the monks in most areas of Huangzhou sneered at this.

How can a mere low-level monk who has no clear idea of ​​good and evil deserve to boast about caring for the world and helping the common people?

How ridiculous!

As for those states that are a little further away from Huangzhou, many people don't even know who Chiyun is, let alone any flattery.

Ega was not disappointed.

Legend...

Especially in troubled times, the legend cannot be completely blown out of proportion.

His current strength is still low, and his reputation has not spread, which is completely normal.

No matter how loud the name is, if it is not supported by actual performance, if it suddenly dies one day, the reputation will disappear instantly.

"on the other hand."

"As long as I grow up, reach the height I deserve, and complete the corresponding events..."

"These early praises will turn into invisible bonuses, pushing the legend even higher."

Follow the trend, and with the recommendation of others, create legendary figures.

Those characters who start with ideals and ambitions and gradually reach the top and create legends are obviously more inspirational and legendary.

Of course, this praise does not only represent the future.

Although many casual cultivators or sect cultivators sneered at the praise of the disciples of the aristocratic family.

However, Wang Puchuan has reached the current state of cultivation and is not alone. Instead, he has his own social circle and has a few like-minded friends.

These friends knew Wang Puchuan's character and heard that he had such a high opinion of a person. They were curious and came to watch.

Then……

They were all captured by Ega, and no one could escape.

Well, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together.

Wang Puchuan's character is here.

The friends he recognized, not to mention how saintly they were, at least were not too bad in character.

Even if there are some flaws, it doesn't hurt.

After all, no one is perfect, no one is born perfect.

Even Jiang He himself went through a long journey of mortal life before he determined his own path and developed such a sincere Taoist heart.

The same goes for Wang Puchuan.

After practicing in Chiyun Township for a period of time, he also grew up, and his reckless character improved a lot.

He no longer makes reckless judgments and labels on people based solely on some rumors or first impressions.

Judgment will be more cautious when faced with many situations, especially those involving matters of life and death.

Even if they were mountain bandits who fled to Chiyun Township, he did not turn them away. Instead, he took them in to Chiyun Township and observed their character, words and deeds.

Finally, make a decision based on your own judgment.

Many of his friends were impressed by his changes.

Wang Puchuan can make changes.

The friends Jiang He invited naturally had corresponding qualities.

While they help guard the village and fight against evil spirits, they also practice self-examination, communicate and change, and live an extremely fulfilling life.

Chiyun Township also benefited from this, and its scope has been continuously improved.

In just one or two years, it actually occupied nearly one-tenth of the territory of Huangzhou!

In the troubled times when loose cultivators were hiding, the Immortal Sect was shrinking, and city officials were indifferent, he seemed so unique.

Due to the raging evil spirits in Huangzhou, the casual cultivators who used to be able to control one side have become unable to protect themselves.

Either he lived in the city and was protected by the imperial officials.

Or simply move the family and escape to a state where the family has greater control.

Even if you are inferior to others, it is better than being devoured by demons and tortured by evil cultivators.

Without shelter, the people in the countryside had no choice but to flee with them.

Unlike the monk family, they can move around at will. Most of them make a living on the fields, and they can move around people but not the land.

If you escape into the city, you won't have much money to live on. Once the food rations are exhausted, you can only become a beggar.

Under normal circumstances, in order to survive, even if they become beggars, this is their only choice.

The appearance of Chiyun Township gave them a second choice.

Monks, fields, spiritual rain...

Many people were forced to flee, but in just over a month after entering Chiyun Township, they were conquered by this land.

They forgot their hometown, cultivated farmland, and sown spiritual grain.

I completely regard this place as my new home.

When this situation lasted for several years.

An extremely absurd scene appeared in the deserted state——

Outside of Chiyun Township, except for the cities where monks gathered, only ruins were left in the countryside. The fertile fields of the past were also buried by weeds, and there was no trace of any popularity at all.

In Chiyun Township, neat rice fields are spread all over the countryside. People cultivate, study literature, and practice martial arts. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their lives are regular and peaceful.

This completely different scene also gave Chiyun Township a second title that many people recognized.

【Taoyuan】

As the name of Taoyuan Township spread, some people from neighboring states began to migrate here under the influence of evil spirits.

Wang Puchuan's praise of Jiang He in the past also spread little by little.

corresponding……

being targeted.

Some looks followed.

…

Saizhou, Black Point Mountain.

A bull-headed general wearing an armored stomach, black horns on his head, and brown hair like a waterfall sat on the mat, devouring the roasted meat, crushing the bones and swallowing it into his belly.

It raised the cauldron, drank the red wine in one gulp, and wiped its mouth.

"Are there really many human beings with strong blood who grew up eating spiritual grains?"

"Yes, my lord!"

A half-human black bear kowtowed and said, his brown and black fur face showing a bit of flattery.

"Many little demons know that there is a monk named Chiyun who recruited a group of subordinates, occupied a hilltop in Huangzhou, and became the king."

"He often calls for spiritual rain in his own territory, which nourishes many lands and attracts many human races."

"These people grew up eating spiritual grains. Even mortals are fat and full of blood...hiss."

The black bear demon took a sip and continued.

"It's a pity that guy is too strong. He is also good at formations and protects the territory very well."

"Many little monsters wanted to go in and steal a bite, but they were all discovered and killed."

"Only by taking action yourself, the king, can we capture him and capture all those fat humans..."

The bull-headed general's eyes were bright.

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect, a famous clan and a solid country, occupies seven entire states.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons divided the states and let the demon kings each rule a state, pay tribute regularly and maintain blood food.

The demon kings also followed the same method, arranging their demons to occupy their own land, herding humans and providing blood food.

The Niutou general took over this hilltop in the name of Black Horn.

With its status, it naturally does not need to be done by oneself to raise the human race.

Arrange the little demon's actions, and fresh blood food will naturally be served every once in a while. Even if the portion handed in is deducted, it will be enough for it to enjoy.

It is for this reason that, except for people like the Thousand Faced Demon King who are simply looking for fun.

Other great demons of level 5 and above rarely leave the local area to hunt in the imperial territory——

Why would you go out hunting when you were given blood food while you were lying down?

What's more, what's so good about blood food from the outside world?

Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, and the meat was so raw and astringent that it felt like it tasted awful in your mouth.

It is far inferior to home-bred blood food. It is raised with concentrated feed and has abundant blood. It can also supervise them to practice martial arts and improve the quality of their meat.

Even if you have any special hobbies, you can still cultivate them.

Guaranteed to be eaten when they are at their most tender.

Isn't this much better than taking the risk of being surrounded by monks and hunting some low-quality blood food?

But it's different now.

When General Niutou heard the word [Linggu], he couldn't help but feel his heart beat.

There are specialties in the arts. If monsters are good at nurturing sentient beings and raising all things, they are not monsters, but spiritual beasts.

Therefore, even if the monster is raised with concentrated feed, it is only relatively high-quality feed.

Even if the best feed such as Linggu is occasionally obtained, the best blood food raised will be given to the demon kings as tribute.

Not a fifth-level monster like the Bull-headed General is qualified to enjoy it.

Now, this black bear spirit told it that in the barren state next door, human blood food raised with spiritual grains was everywhere?

Moreover, these blood-foods have also practiced martial arts and grown up in a happy state?

"Hiss Liu."

Excellent!

For these top-quality blood foods, so what if you take a small risk?

The bull-headed general wiped his saliva and asked.

"You said that guy is extremely strong. How strong is he?"

"Reporting back to the king, several fourth-level monsters who went to Huangzhou to meet the Thousand-faced King all died at the hands of Chi Yun."

The bull-headed general nodded, not surprised.

Being able to occupy one place and raise so many top-grade blood foods, even if you don't have fifth-level strength, is not far behind.

Moreover, the black bear demon said that the opponent was very good at formations.

Taking the initiative to go to the territory of the formation monks is quite a death-seeking behavior...

The bull-headed general pondered for a moment, then spoke in a muffled voice.

"Go tell the other kings about this and invite them to come over to discuss important matters!"

"yes!"

…

Huangzhou, Taoyuan Township.

Wang Puchuan sat at his desk, quietly reading through the cases.

Even in the land of peach blossoms, as the population increases, disputes and conflicts gradually arise.

Between "fellow countrymen" and "foreigners", between "old countrymen" and "new countrymen"...

In many cases, great conflicts arise just because of trivial matters.

As a monk trusted by the villagers, Wang Puchuan had to spend a lot of time dealing with these matters.

"It's okay now, but there will only be more and more things in the future..."

"I have to find some time to find a few assistants to help deal with these disputes..."

Just as Wang Puchuan was thinking about it, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Why does it sound so much like selecting officials?

He refused the official position awarded by the imperial court, and ended up joining Brother Liu as a "wild official" without salary?

"Speaking of which, if Taoyuan Township continues to expand, it will be impossible for just a few of us monks to manage it. We must select officials."

"Brother Liu has never mentioned this matter..."

"I have to find time to talk to him."

While Wang Puchuan was thinking, he suddenly noticed something.

He quickly stood up, left the house, flew into the air, and landed in the fields.

This is the busy farming period, and the villagers are busy in the fields.

A young man dressed as a chivalrous man with a sword on his back, a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, stood on the field and stared at this harmonious scene.

Wang Puchuan saw that this was a monk and said.

"I have met my Taoist friend, Wang Puchuan. May I ask your name?"

"Liu Xiaoxiao."

A member of the Liu family?

When Wang Puchuan was confused, he saw the other party suddenly looked aside and smiled.

As the breeze blew by, the man came through the air.

"Mute, I'm back."