The sun had just come out in the early morning, and Lin Yuan, as usual, with the help of Uncle Hua, used the Ziyuan Forging Body Skill to absorb the purple-cyan energy once, and after Uncle Hua's repeated confirmation, it did not form any strengthening on Lin Yuan's body.

"Your physical state has reached the limit of Qi cultivation, and there is not much need to continue to absorb purple and cyan energy in the future. Uncle Hua was still leaning against the stone monument, his eyes were looking at the other side of the lake, and he was constantly chewing betel nut in his mouth!

"When I start cultivating my vitality, is it still useful to absorb purple and cyan energy?" Lin Yuan had been practicing the Purple Origin Forging Body Skill for many years, and he knew the benefits of absorbing purple and cyan energy.

"There is no effect, the purple-cyan energy is only useful for people who have not cultivated the Yuan Qi. Uncle Hua frowned and said, "Now the only thing that needs to be strengthened is your meridians, today I will catch all the silver cod fish in Chiyang Lake, and finally make silver cod paste again." ”

"Silver cod is caught by the villagers of Xiaoyang Village every year, you are the most taboo to fish with all your might, why catch all the silver cod, keep some for seeding, and catch it next year, isn't it better?" Lin Yuan asked a little anxiously.

"There is no need to keep seeds, because this pool of lake water will be the same as ordinary lake water next year, and it will not have a special role. Uncle Hua looked at the pool of lake water and replied.

Lin Yuanhu looked at Uncle Hua suspiciously.

"At the beginning of your cultivation of Yuan Qi, I will also take you to the extreme north to take a trip to the extreme north to help you cultivate more smoothly in the future. Uncle Hua paused and continued, "Then I may have to leave this continent and go to a distant place, and when your Yuan Force cultivation reaches the Earth Yuan Realm, you can also go to that place." ”

Lin Yuan saw that Uncle Hua was no longer talking, so he asked in a low voice, "If you leave, what will Miss Zhou from Zhouji Store do?"

Uncle Hua chuckled in his heart, turned around hesitantly, and stared at Lin Yuan, about Miss Zhou of Zhou Ji's shop, he had never mentioned it in front of Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan saw that Uncle Hua didn't speak, so he said directly: "Don't look at me like this, I'm not stupid." Yesterday, when I went to Zhou Kee's shop to buy items, I found Miss Zhou wearing a fox skin jacket. I could tell at a glance that it was made of the fox skin you snatched from me last year, and the two flowers on the chest were a small hidden spirit gathering array, and there was no second person within a radius of a thousand kilometers who had the ability to arrange this kind of formation. Yesterday I also met Mrs. Zhou,, and the charm is still there..."

Seeing that Lin Yuan was talking nonsense, Uncle Hua frowned and interrupted directly: "This matter is more complicated than you think, don't speculate! Here is a general record of heavenly and earthly treasures, study it carefully, and when I leave, you won't even be able to distinguish between treasures and waste! On page 1355, there is an introduction to a treasure called Tianpetal Orchid." ”

Uncle Hua snorted heavily, and jumped towards the Hengduan Mountain Range opposite Hu.

As soon as Uncle Hua flew away on his front feet, the villagers walked towards the open space where Lin Yuan practiced on weekdays with sacrifices and the Eight Immortals table. The villagers' expressions were not relaxed and joyful, it may be that the village chief told the villagers about Xiaomanger Village, and the benefits that Xiaoyang Village could enjoy exclusively now have to be divided into half to others, and it is difficult for anyone to be happy.

"After a winter of ice, the meat quality of the silver cod produced by Lingyang Lake is the most delicate time of the year, a few years ago, our village began to catch silver cod on this day every year, and now the village chief said that the small manger village also wants to fish the products of Lingyang Lake, so we must harvest a lot of products?" one of the villagers said!

"But no, we may not only lose silver cod, but even the corpses of spirit beasts and fierce beasts that pulse down from Hengduan Mountain, and the small manger village will also get a piece of the pie. Another villager added.

"How is this good, the blacksmith Zhang in the town fell in love with our big dog and wanted to marry his daughter, isn't it just that our Xiaoyang Village has a huge extra income every year? If you let Blacksmith Zhang and his family know that this extra income will be halved, will they change their minds and disagree with this family business?" Another fat middle-aged woman said anxiously!

"This is also something that can't be helped, I heard that the new mayor supports Xiaomanger Village, and our Xiaoyang Village doesn't have a tough backstage, how can we fight the new mayor?"

"At present, it seems that the most connected person in our village is Master Hua, I don't know if he is willing to help? ”

"But Master Hua has already helped us a lot by buying all kinds of properties at a high price, and it is a bit unreasonable to ask him to ask for help to solve the matter of Little Manger Village. Besides, he can buy silver cod from the villagers of the manger when the time comes. ”

Seeing that the villagers were discussing, but there was no constructive suggestion, and the tribute incense candles on the table of the Eight Immortals were already in place, the village chief shouted in high spirits: "The sacrificial ceremony starts now." ”

The villagers knelt in front of the Eight Immortals Table, only the village stood next to the Eight Immortals Table, reciting the prayer seriously, Lin Yuan didn't listen to it and knew the general content, it was nothing more than some thanks to heaven and earth, thanks to the Hengduan Mountains, thanks to the rich products produced by Lingyang Lake, so that the lives of the villagers of Xiaoyang Village could be improved, and they prayed that this year would be as high as in previous years, and that they would bless peace and security. Several times Lin Yuan wanted to talk to the village chief, you only gave such a small tribute, making it difficult for the gods, mountain gods, and lake gods to do things, but in the end, I thought about it.

In previous years, just in the past few days, the silver cod caught and sold to Hua Wuhen, which exceeded the income of the villagers in several neighboring villages for a whole year, and today Uncle Hua told Lin Yuan that he was going to leave this continent in the near future, which would definitely have a great impact on the villagers of Xiaoyang Village.

For the farmers of Xiaoyang Village, who live outside the city and have no special skills, in this chaotic era infested with fierce beasts, it is already good to be able to solve the problem of food and clothing!

In the more than ten years that Uncle Hua has lived in Xiaoyang Village, not only have the villagers not been attacked by fierce beasts, but the silver cod and beasts sold to Uncle Hua are much higher than the market price. Uncle Hua has really improved the lives of the villagers in Xiaoyang Village.

The sacrificial activities by the lake continued, the villagers under the command of the village chief, after three rounds of worship, the village chief extinguished the incense candles and sprinkled the offerings to Lingyang Lake, the villagers reverently watched the last item sink into Lingyang Lake, and this year's stinging sacrifice was completed.

The village chief was about to lead the commander, and the young and strong young man was about to start casting the net, and the village chief of Xiaomanger Village also led the villagers to Lingyang Lake, and roared from afar: "Yang Zhiqing, early in the morning, what are you doing in the whole village by the lake? Blowing cold air? Drink the northwest wind?"

"Today happens to be a sting, here to worship the mountain god, and then want to cast a net, catch some fish, boil a pot of fish soup for everyone to go to the cold of the whole winter. Ma Buyuan, the head of Ma Da Village, what are you going to do with so many villagers early in the morning? Is it because the firewood prepared a few years ago is not enough, so you want to go to the Hengduan Mountains to cut firewood? This is not right. Don't you all take the road to the west when you go to the Hengduan Mountains in the small manger village?" Yang Zhiqing replied fiercely, and commanded several young men to arrange fishing nets.

"Yang Zhiqing, hurry up and ask the young men in your village to stop, this Lingyang Lake is not from your Xiaoyang Village. Ma Buyuan, the head of Xiaomanger Village, stopped the fishing activities of the villagers of Xiaoyang Village, took out a codex from his pocket that was quite old, and continued, "This is a notepad left by my ancestors, which records that Lingyang Lake used to belong to our Xiaomanger Village, and was taken from us by your old village chief of Xiaoyang Village by improper means more than a hundred years ago. ”

"The surname is Ma, you are talking nonsense. Thirty years ago, when your father was the head of the village, he begged our Xiaoyang Village to dig a canal in Lingyang Lake to irrigate the farmland of your village, so that there was a ditch to the east.

"Well, something happened thirty years ago, and I wasn't there. Now the notepad in my hand clearly records that the old village chief of Xiaoyang Village colluded with horse bandits to extort huge amounts of property, and our Xiaomanger Village couldn't take out so much money for a while, so we sold Lingyang Lake to you at a low price. Our old village chief, after many inquiries, learned that the second master of the horse bandit who kidnapped and ransom was the wanted criminal who committed the crime in your Xiaoyang Village. Ma Buyuan looked around at everyone, pretended to cry and continued, "After our old village chief learned the news, he was afraid of being retaliated against by the horse bandits, so he didn't dare to report to the official, and finally died of depression, pity my old village chief!"

"Ma Buyuan, what are you yelling about, please go back to your little manger village and hit your head against the wall, don't join in the fun here! I made up a story, and said that Lingyang Lake belongs to your manger village? Tomorrow I will also make up a story that your entire land in manger village was taken from us by improper means, and it will be returned to us. Yang Zhiqing retorted.

"I know that you will not admit this fact, I went to check the town records kept in the hands of the mayor a few days ago, which clearly recorded the deeds of the horse bandits who blackmailed our Xiaoma Manger Village a hundred years ago, and the fact that your Xiaoyang Village seized our Lingyang Lake. Pity the twenty-three strong men who were killed in our village at that time, and those young and middle-aged people who resisted were the pillars of the village. Ma Buyuan barely squeezed out a few tears.

"The miscellaneous people of Xiaomanger Village, what are you comparing blindly! Get out of here, Lingyang Lake belongs to our Xiaoyang Village, and you are not welcome here!" a villager shouted at the villagers of Xiaomanger Village!

"Our village chief plans to communicate with you about the ownership of Lingyang Lake, but you don't know what to do and don't give face, and you scold us for being miscellaneous. Yang Zhiqing, the person who scolded us just now gave him two slaps, and we continued to talk. A man stood out from Ma Buyuan's side.

"Ma Buyuan, this young man next to you is very angry, it doesn't seem to be a villager of your small manger village. Seeing that he is still a practitioner with this momentum, are you planning to rob Lingyang Lake?" Yang Zhiqing said to Village Chief Ma.

"Hand over the guy who scolded just now, or I'm welcome!" The man on Ma Buyuan's side jumped and came to the villagers of Xiaoyang Village.

Lin Yuan saw that the man easily jumped four or five zhang away, and visually saw that he had at least eight or nine layers of qi training. And the village chief in Xiaoyang Village has the highest skill, and he only has the seventh level of qi training, so he is not the opponent of a martial artist at all. And the man was aggressive, and if the villagers of Xiaoyang Village who shouted were slapped twice, it was estimated that their jaws would fall, and they said, "What did I shout?"