Douluo's spirit treasure Douluo

Tuesday looked at the disappearing energy clone Tuesday, and thought after being silent for a while.

"Using the method invented when studying Fenghou Qimen, we should be able to develop a special religious religion. But I don't know what the world's attitude towards religion is?"

Tuesday frowned, remembering the temple he met at the beginning.

"There should be no Shinto in this world, otherwise the temple would not be occupied by ghosts. Among other information obtained, there is no information about Shinto."

"In this world, this aspect of God should be just some legends. I wonder how they will react to religion?"

Just as he was thinking about this on Tuesday, Alan had already woken up and prepared the meal.

"Second brother, let's eat first!"

The gentle voice made Tuesday raise his head, and Alan stood in front of him with a virtuous and virtuous look.

He nodded, stood up and went out with Alan.

"Let's stay in this city for a while. It happens to be an important transportation corridor between the north and the south. People come and go every day, so we can find out a lot of information."

"But living here all the time without being able to get in or out is very suspicious. Let's go back and renovate the front yard and do some business to cover it up. I can just find a few orphans and let them do odd jobs while using them to test the world. Kung Fu.”

I was thinking about these thoughts last night, but I really need to think about what kind of business I want to do. I am obviously good at refining weapons. Should I open a blacksmith shop?

On the other side, Linglong's clone kept flying towards the south.

The imperial capital of the imperial court was in the north, and the big cities there were still under the control of the imperial court.

But the south is different. Although all the cities appear to be surrendered, they are actually controlled by some powerful sects, but they just dare not not pay taxes.

"Rural areas encircling cities has been proven to be an effective method, and people in rural areas are more dependent. If faith in me can obviously help them survive, then this faith will be unbreakable."

The exquisite clone squinted its eyes slightly and thought in its mind while flying forward.

"After all, their survival is very difficult. As long as they have a better way to live, anyone else who comes to stop them will meet their greatest malice."

"After all, cutting off someone's financial path is like killing your father's enemy. What's more, cutting off someone else's financial path and leaving them with no way to live."

Linglong's clone headed south while searching for a suitable place.

Finally, after flying for a few days, a suitable place was found.

Outside the Qingyang Mountains, there is a small plain nearby, a relatively remote place in the Daqing Dynasty. There are many villages here, but there are relatively few towns.

Because there is little rain here and droughts occur frequently, it cannot feed a large number of people.

But there are many villages here. This is because of the Qingyang Mountains, which are only separated by a tree. It rains all day long in the Qingyang Mountains, and it rains at least ten days a month.

So people here say that there is a demon fairy in the Qingyang Mountains, which is absorbing the surrounding rain and carrying out its own cultivation.

The Qingyang Mountains are indeed strange. They are filled with heavy fog all year round, and in the early morning of every day, the heavy fog on the mountain is actually green.

But even though it is so strange, there are still many people living here because they can survive here.

Although the Qingyang Mountains are shrouded in fog, for some reason, plants that need light can grow lushly on the mountains.

Coupled with the frequent rainy season, a large number of plants grow here, including a large number of medicinal materials.

Even though hundreds of villages searched here day after day, year after year, there were no signs that the medicinal materials were scarce.

This gave these villages hope of survival, and those towns were built because of these medicines.

Various daily necessities, such as salt and ironware, were transported from other directions and sold here, and then medicinal materials were purchased and shipped to other places.

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Only by selling it can you get money and buy food, which makes the trade here very prosperous.

However, the nature of businessmen is greedy. Although they are afraid that these villages will collectively resist and destroy them, after all, this is what happened.

But they lowered the prices a little, and then raised the prices of these people's necessities, so that these villages could not easily become rich.

In particular, there are many dangers going up the mountain. If something happens, the entire village will be in danger.

For example, in Qingshui Village, which is near a waterhole, everyone gathered nervously in a room.

"What can we do? Dashan is the only talent in our village. If he falls, our village may..."

One of the surrounding villagers looked inside the house nervously and stopped mid-sentence.

"That's a dry leechworm! It takes 50 large tanks of water to detoxify it."

"The total water in our entire village is only 20 large tanks of water. The water that emerges from the pool is only 20 large tanks. There are still ten large tanks of water left!"

"It would take more than half a day for ten large tanks of water to emerge from the pool, but the mountains can't hold it for that time!"

He looked worriedly at the inside of the house. In a huge bucket, there was a middle-aged man with a skinny body and extremely dry skin lying unconscious.

The young people on both sides kept pouring water into the big basin with buckets, but they couldn't fill it up no matter how much they filled it.

There was a white-haired old man next to him, looking at the strong man in the bucket with a worried look.

"What can we do? We can save Qingshuitan, but it all depends on the mountains! What if he dies?" An old man with gray-black hair next to him said with a worried look.

"Old man Liu, shut up your crow mouth!" The white-haired old man, who had a worried look on his face, suddenly became furious and shouted in a low voice after hearing the words of the old man walking next to him.

When Old Man Liu heard the white-haired old man's low voice, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, lowered his head, and became quiet there.

"Village Chief, Village Chief!" A middle-aged man with a scar on his face ran over panting from outside.

"How's it going? What did Yangshu Village say?" The gray-haired village chief immediately said anxiously.

"Those bastards obviously have ten tanks of water, but they only lent us five tanks!" The middle-aged man with Scar scolded angrily.

"Shut up, if we hadn't helped them the year before last, they wouldn't even have given us five tanks. In this Qingyang Mountains, water is life!"

"Where are the five big tanks of water? Move them in quickly. Where is Ergou? Tell him to move faster and bring the water from the Qingshui Pond over."

The village chief quickly ordered everyone to bring all the water.

"But the village chief, there are still gaps for five large tanks of water!"

This sentence made the village chief stand on the spot and said after a moment of silence.

"Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of nearby people. It is already too late to go to Qingshi Town to buy some. Now I am taking the old man from the village to fetch water from the Qingyang Mountains. It should be barely enough time."

Everyone fell silent when they heard this. There were many dangers in the Qingyang Mountains, and even the innate mountain survived the dangers.

What's more, it's a group of elderly people. Even if they have some martial arts skills, they still need to carry extremely heavy water-fetching tools.

The journey was already very dangerous, but now I have to carry something that affects my flexibility and speed. I'm afraid the old man in the village...