Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

As he said, he pointed his finger, and in the gray fog, a little red appeared, like lights, or fireworks in the world. When it was in the gray fog, the little ripples spread out from the center, in the eyes of He Tiezhu, it was like The scattered heat waves when the flames rose, and the gray fog that lingered in all corners. Under the continuous impact of these heat waves, the gray was gradually stripped and expelled, leaving an area filled with pure white fog.

With the appearance of the pure white mist area, that little bit of red was nourished, and it quickly became larger, and the heat wave that rose and spread centered on it also became larger.

"This is the role of a settlement of ordinary people. The most important thing is the foundation of the initial foothold. Afterwards, as long as it is managed properly and it is not extinguished, the scale will eventually grow larger and larger." Qing He said.

Seeing this, He Tiezhu's spirit was shaken, and he understood that Mr. Qing He was using the immortal method, and demonstrated it to him in the most intuitive way. Such opportunities do not come often.

See also the green grass bomb index point, in the gray mist area, a little bit of red is sown like sesame seeds in the area shrouded in gray mist, more gray is expelled, and more pure white mist areas appear.

Some are large and some are small.

Without Qinghe's explanation, He Tiezhu already understood that each of these areas of pure white mist represented individual settlements. Some settlements were small, just like the Piaoshan Collection in the past, and some settlements were very large, such as the current Piaoshan Collection. Shanji, and even the even more terrifying Chiji City.

Qinghe seemed to understand what he was thinking, and pointed out: "Look carefully."

He Tiezhu stared at it for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "It seems... the settlements with almost the same size have different efficiencies in expelling the miasma and filth. Some are more powerful, while others are softer. ?”

Qinghe nodded, and said: "So, although we all call it Hongchen Qi, there are differences between Hongchen Qi and Hongchen Qi. As for each settlement, Hongchen Qi has its own uniqueness. It's not quite the same... I say that, you understand?"

He Tiezhu nodded, for example, ordinary people, from the perspective of the immortals in the clouds, they are all living beings, but as long as the perspective is low enough and close enough, all living beings are in various forms, thousands of people have thousands of faces, and there is no two faces. are all different.

Qinghe explained: "We don't know the specific reason, because we can only infer the various kinds of red dust indirectly through external changes, and we can't really see it... just like this piece of void, we know that it is in the sky. Here, if you stretch out your hand to grab it, you can only grab the void." As he spoke, he made a gesture of reaching out and pinching the void.

"Although we don't know the reason, it does not prevent us from drawing some general conclusions. In places where there are more warriors than ordinary people, the efficiency of the mortal air in expulsing the deadly miasma and filth will be faster, but it seems to be confirmed In addition to the words 'too rigid and easy to break', this kind of mortal gas has many disadvantages, first of all, compared with other mortal qi, it is easier to self-destruct."

"Self-defeating?" He Tiezhu's heart tightened, and he repeated it softly.

Qinghe looked at He Tiezhu and said, "Part of the reason, I think, can be found in the nature of the warriors themselves. Compared with the society formed by ordinary people, is the social stability formed by a group of warriors much worse?"

He Tiezhu nodded in approval.

"The air of the world of mortals appears due to the appearance of settlements, but once it is formed, it will in turn affect the settlement itself... It may be too mysterious to say so, you might as well understand it as a kind of atmosphere similar to customs, habits, traditions, etc. The existence of power will in turn shape the shape of the settlement.

Taking Piaoshanji as an example, ordinary people who have taken root here for a long time, even if they are not strong enough, will become more and more inclined to the style of martial arts. Facing each other to death, believing in power is better than believing in reason, more stubborn and difficult to teach.

This is not acquired, but an innate nature. This is also the most difficult part. Any education here will get twice the result with half the effort.

In the end, compared with other settlements, Piaoshanji will be less stable and more likely to collapse from the inside out. "

Qinghe took the Piaoshan collection as an example, and He Tiezhu finally understood, and his face became more and more dignified.

Seeing him like this, Qinghe comforted him in turn: "You don't have to worry, this will not be revealed in a few years or even ten years, but a longer-lasting process that will take one or two, or even two or three generations to manifest. "

But his relief did not reassure He Tiezhu much. He thought of many allusions and legends passed down from mouth to mouth by warriors. In history, there is no shortage of settlements formed mainly by warriors. One person, one sword, Haidong City, Yunding Palace, the holy land of heroes... Legend has it that even traffickers and pawns may be first- and second-rate warriors. Yan, it will take three to fifty years at most, and soon there will be only ruins left for the later warriors to admire and pay homage to.

As for why they perish, there are so many reasons that one day and one night cannot be exhausted, but He Tiezhu feels that he may have found a more essential reason behind these complicated appearances.

And if Piaoshanji continues to develop according to the current trend, wouldn’t it be another Haidong City, another Yunding Palace?

Thoughts surged in He Tiezhu's mind, but Qing He continued:

"So, for Piaoshan Ji, this trend has short-term advantages and long-term disadvantages, but for academies, the disadvantages are on the other hand.

After the settlement has stabilized and formed, the academy will conduct a fairy test for newborns within ten years every ten years, which is also an important way for us to obtain fresh blood.

Although before each harvest, no one knows what good seedlings will be found, which is like gambling lottery, but looking at the previous harvests, it is not difficult to find that the more warriors in the settlement, the newborns can get fairy fate The fewer people there are, the ones who have achieved immortality, the quality is generally not high, and the upper limit will be lower in the future. "

Qing He looked at He Tiezhu whose expression had completely turned ugly, "So, we are more willing to see and even take the initiative to support the development and growth of a settlement dominated by ordinary ordinary people...Of course, if there is a settlement of pure warriors, we will also It won’t suppress and target, but it won’t give any help either.”

After finishing speaking, Qinghe flicked his sleeves to dissipate the dense mist on the ground, and said nothing more.

He Tiezhu's complexion changed, and after a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Sir, what should I do now, take the initiative to expel some warriors away?"

Qing He waved his hand and said:

"That's not necessary. Although our understanding of the mortal air is very insufficient, sometimes we can get some obvious answers by following our feelings."

As he said that, he stretched out a finger, "There is a cottage here, with hundreds of people, and the number of warriors is more than ordinary people."

Then, he stretched out another finger, "This is a city of ordinary people, about 10 people. All the dignitaries from all over the country live here. There are resources and channels. From slaves to high-level officials, it is easy to complete the refining of flesh and bones. It can be said that all of them are warriors, plus the martial arts people gathered from all over the world, the generals stationed in the capital, as well as government servants, city foxes and community mice, the absolute number of warriors is also more than ordinary people."

After all, he looked at He Tiezhu and asked, "Then, which one do you think is more likely to collapse, this cottage or this capital? Which one is less likely to be born with immortal destiny?"

He Tiezhu almost didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Shanzhai."

Qing He nodded and smiled, "That's right!"

In an instant, He Tiezhu's blessing was in his heart, and he said: "There are many warriors in Piaoshanji and few ordinary people, but the number of ordinary people in Heizawaji and other surrounding settlements far exceeds that of warriors. There are already a lot less before, and we only need to count these settlements as the extension of Piaoshanji, does it mean that the disadvantage of Piaoshanji warriors having more people than ordinary people does not exist directly?"

After all, he looked at Qinghe asking for advice.

However, Qing He hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I didn't say anything, the world is up to the world, whether you want to do this is a matter for you, don't ask me, I can't give you the answer."

But in his smiling eyes, there is clearly the approval of "children can be taught".

So, He Tiezhu understood.

There is no doubt that the direction of Piaoshanji will be adjusted again.

He Tiezhu heaved a sigh of relief, but felt a little ridiculous... It was as if a force was pushing him to run wildly forward. He actually wanted to stop, but the general situation seemed to say "no".

Before today, he never thought of merging other settlements in the past. He just wanted to manage his own three-acre land well. But when he got to this point, he discovered that striving for hegemony and expansion was the only way in front of him.

Chapter 54 The Waves Rise

Seeing that He Tiezhu was still thinking, Qinghe interrupted: "Take your time to think about these things... I'm done with my work here, and I'm about to leave."

"Ah? You're leaving now!" He Tiezhu was startled, but found that he couldn't hold anything back except getting up to see him off.

Qing He took out two items from the storage bag and pushed them to He Tiezhu.

"This is a gift I prepared for you."

One of them is a small iron ball the size of an egg, with a silvery glow mixed with the dull iron luster.

Then there is a small white jade bottle.

"This... this..." Although He Tiezhu didn't know what it was, he knew it must be something extraordinary. Mr. Qinghe gave him a gift, but he was not mentally prepared at all, the impact was too great, and his mind went blank at the moment.

After finding out that the person who came was Mr. Qinghe, he also thought about giving him something, but after much deliberation, he was ashamed to find that there was not a single present in Piaoshanji.

But he never thought that Mr. Qing He took the initiative to prepare a heavy gift for him.

"This is a sword pill. It is also an old object in the warehouse of the academy. It has a history of more than 200 years. At that time, a senior liked to forge all kinds of strange things. On a whim, he wanted to forge something that ordinary people can use. The power is comparable to magic weapons, so they refined a furnace and got five sword pills.

One of them was obtained by a mortal warrior, and he was awarded the title of Juggernaut. He built Haidong City, causing a lot of trouble, and the remaining few were thrown in the warehouse to collect dust. I think this It must be suitable for you, and the refining method is also very simple. You can use finger blood for 81 [-] days and you can use it freely. "

Qinghe first introduced the iron ball, he said it lightly, but to He Tiezhu's ears, it was like thunder, and the continuous thunder exploded in his head.

Looking at the small iron ball again, his eyes became obsessed and fanatical.

Qinghe continued to introduce the small white jade bottle, saying:

"Now, even many of my classmates know that I am the immortal who blesses you behind the scenes, but I know it's not... I can't bear this name in vain. In this jade bottle is a grain of Peiyuan that I prepared carefully. Pill, soaked in wine and taken for 72 days, its mild medicinal power can help warriors temper their whole body, and their cultivation can reach the extreme level."

He Tiezhu's face was flushed. Although he knew that it would be no harm to take the blame for Mr. Qinghe, but now he exposed it to his face and properly carried the blame, which made him feel ashamed.

About to explain, Qinghe waved his hand and said: "No need to explain, I also understand the situation of Piaoshanji. It is really not easy for you to achieve the current situation alone at such a young age. These two things may have something to do with you." Great use, but for me, it's really just doing it casually, it's not worth mentioning, and you shouldn't take it too seriously.

Moreover, the Piaoshan Collection is just the beginning now, and there are still many storms in the future. It is not convenient for me to get involved too much because of the entanglement of the world. After this farewell, I probably will not come again. "

He Tiezhu was taken aback, his expression was very disappointed.

"Take it away." Qing He said, already standing up, and said: "This time, there are seven seedlings in the Piaoshan collection. Although the quality is not very good, according to the usual practice, the Piaoshan collection should get some rewards. Yes, I will help you decide this matter, when the time comes, I will send people to Piaoshanji and send another [-] ordinary households over."

……

As Qinghe flew away with seven young children and fourteen of their relatives in a flying boat and disappeared into the "line of sight", Jiang Gan also withdrew his attention.

The appearance of Qinghe this time has yielded a lot.

Because of his current special state, he has no body, no soul, and only consciousness exists. The things that are valued by birds, beasts, ordinary people, and monks, whether it is the nine-star sword qi fruit, the life-eating magic orchid, or the spirit peach tree, are here to stay. To him, it's worthless.

Their real value lies only in the knowledge they acquire, the methods they comprehend, etc. when they cultivate and ponder them, and all of these are summed up as [information].

For Jiang Gan, who only has consciousness, [information] is the first priority. If more and more valuable information can be obtained, even the harvest of the mortal qi and the second qi of life and death can be temporarily postponed. This is Jiang Gan. dry attitude towards information.

Ordinary people regard gold and jade as treasures, monks regard spiritual grass as precious, but Jiang Gan regards information as the most important thing.

In addition to summarizing and discovering information by yourself, it is also possible to extract information from other human beings and even monks, and they can often bring precious information outside their own area. a feast.

Jiang Gan gained far more than He Tiezhu, because when Qinghe explained all this to him, the information in his mind was more active. He may have only told He Tiezhu less than one percent of what he knew, but Jiang Gan "copied" [-]% of it.

In the days that followed, Jiang Gan digested all the information he got from Qinghe and integrated it with what he had mastered, while taking care of and maintaining everything above and below ground.

Not long after Qinghe left, more than [-] ordinary people from one hundred households were sent over by another qi-training Xiaoxiu on a dharma boat. Fly away from Piaoshanji, not staying for a moment.

Facing He Tiezhu's greetings, his expression was also very alienated. If he hadn't known that this mortal in front of him had some relationship with Master Qing He, his attitude would have been even more unbearable. This is the normal attitude of a monk towards irrelevant mortals.

The only thing Jiang Gan got out of this person's thoughts was his attitude towards the fetters of the world like snakes and scorpions.

This made Jiang Gan more aware of the mentality of these qi-training minors who have just entered the Tao. For them, how to gradually release the mortal ties with their relatives while practicing is the biggest obstacle that every minor cultivator must face. Consummation or not is directly related to their path. For the worldly affairs, they have no time to throw them away, and they never dare to take the initiative to contaminate them.

Therefore, this little Xiu who comes and goes in a hurry seems indifferent and alienated, but his inner emotions are extremely sensitive and rich. Because of this, he has to erect a "cold hard shell" in his interactions with ordinary people.

On the contrary, those who are really indifferent and ruthless don't have to worry about it, such as Pei Shang, that is completely another extreme.

Passionate as ruthless, ruthless as passionate.

"It's really fun."

Jiang Gan originally thought that the remaining days of 24 years would be spent in such an ordinary way, but the Piaoshan Festival in December was full of excitement.

First of all, in mid-December, after several months of planning, coupled with the usual tactics of relying on the strong and bullying the weak, Heizeji, which is the closest to Piaoshan Ji, and two other settlements, with a total population of nearly 6000 people, joined the Piaoshan Ji together. , from then on, Heixaji is just a place name, not a power name.

Piaoshanji has not been happy for a long time. At the end of December, a huge martial arts alliance formed by seven top masters entered Piaoshanji with a high profile without even saying hello.

Chapter 55 Jagged Alliance

A giant whose stature and stature was better than Fan Hu's was walking at the forefront of the team. His body was as tall as a hill, his skin was bronze-colored, and he was wearing a set of finely forged armor, covering all the vital parts of his body. The fine traces are the remnants of battles.

He held a huge iron gun with a bowl mouth thick and nearly three feet long. At this moment, the shaft of the gun became a flagpole, and a blood-red flag with three large characters of "Iron Blood Alliance" written on it was lifted high by the spear. The sky swaggered violently.

Behind him, there are rows of warriors marching silently. Their pace is not neat, and they even seem a little loose. However, it is not difficult for any warrior who has experienced battles to see that all of them are elites, and they lick blood all year round. The killer.

On the left and right sides of the team, there are two other men with outstanding bearing. Although their stature cannot be compared with that of the iron tower giant at the front, their aura is not weak at all.

At the end of the line, there were four other people following on different horses, two women, one middle-aged, and an old man in his fifties or sixties who gave off a sharp-edged look.

As they marched, a thick, suffocating iron-blood evil spirit spread around them around them.

Those itinerant warriors who came here to make a fortune saw this scene from a distance, and avoided it vigilantly. After a short period of stupefaction, the ordinary people in Piaoshanji all quickly returned home and closed their doors.

Those warriors from Piaoshan who were in charge of patrolling the streets, seeing such a battle, clearly knew that their hands were purely to deliver food, and a long spear in the hands of the giant man at the front could smash them into a pulp .