This method is also the most important means for the Chengjiang water god to control the Chengjiang River Basin.

Relying on this means, the entire Chengjiang Basin, a big city, twelve small cities, and more, the ferries leading to various places are firmly controlled by the Chengjiang Water God, and those people who come and go cannot get rid of the eyes of the Chengjiang Water God.

I have to say that as a person from the demon clan, the Chengjiang Water God is really shrewd and meticulous in this aspect, not like a demon at all.

The rulers of the Chengjiang Valley are the people of the Heavenly Court, and the cultivators who control the Chengjiang Valley are the people of the Daomen.

The style of the Taoist people is quite different from that of Buddhism.

Buddhism is extremely optimistic about faith, under their rule, all mortals, need to pay 'taxes' to the temple, and also need to pray to the temple, everyone, must worship Buddha and believe in Buddha, and even in many cases, Buddhist monks will use the means of practitioners to 'spread the Dharma', so that those believers firmly believe in Buddhism.

In comparison, the style of Daomen is much more casual.

Daomen don't value faith, and they don't deal with those gods who need to be believed—for Daomen practitioners, as long as you don't make trouble and affect their practice, then they don't care who you believe or don't believe.

On weekdays, those cultivators don't interfere much with what kind of lifestyle the mortals choose.

In this Jiangxin city, the population is large, but it is also very vibrant.

Even, Lin Jiu also saw some mortals with divine light on their bodies, sitting on the side of the road peddling some things from under the water - obviously, these mortals were different gods in the water, or the spokespersons chosen by those water tribe soldiers, and the things they were selling were all found by those water tribes from under the water.

As soon as they got off the boat, countless mortals rushed forward, volunteering to lead the way for the people on the boat and guide them to play in Jiangxin City......

This kind of lively scene is not only the first time that Princess Wansheng has seen it, but Lin Jiu is also the first time to see it.

He traveled all the way from Chaoyue Mountain, and finally to Bibo Pond, although he didn't dare to break into those Terran cities on the way, he also looked at the situation in those Terran cities.

In his impression, there was no Terran city that could have such an atmosphere as Jiangxin City at this time.

"Senior brother...... Princess Wansheng looked at Lin Jiu, and then looked at this popular Jiangxin City, full of interest, full of anticipation to take a look in this Jiangxin City.

"It's fine." Lin Jiu nodded.

Jiangxin City belongs to the Chengjiang River God, and it is jointly managed by the three great factions of the human race—yes, in this Jiangxin City, there is a high probability that there will be a Fang Market belonging to cultivators.

The ashram market, as the name suggests, is a place where practitioners communicate with each other.

Cultivators between heaven and earth are all hamsters—but whenever they see something good, whether it is useful or useless to themselves, their first reaction is to put it away first.

It's just that some people know the truth of leaving a line in everything, and when they pick elixirs and other things, they will not break their roots, while some others are in the style of three feet high wherever they pass, and they can't wait to dig up the soil next to the treasure.

But no matter who they are, they all have one thing in common—in the process of their practice, they will always collect something valuable, but not of much use to their own practice.

These things are used for oneself and cannot be used, but if you give them to others, or throw them away, you are reluctant to do so - then you can only use them to exchange with others for what you need.

However, the source of not everything in every practitioner can be investigated, so this market where practitioners communicate with each other will also appear.

And no matter which place you are in the Workshop Market, there is a default rule.

That is not to ask where people come from, and not to ask where things come from.

After knowing the existence of Fang City, Lin Jiu had the idea of wanting to go to Fang Market more than once.

It's a pity that when he was tossing and turning all the way, he was panicked in his heart, and he was still wanted by Yuan Miaozong, so how could he dare to go to those markets rashly?

And when he gained a firm foothold in Bibotan and had strength, he was not worried about Yuan Miaozong, but he couldn't find any trace of Fang City - Buddhism was stingy, and he couldn't see those scattered cultivators 'competing' for the resources of cultivation with himself, and naturally he would not give those casual cultivators the opportunity and space to grow, so there were few traces of the existence of Fang City in the area under the jurisdiction of Buddhism.

Jinguang Temple has a radius of more than 8,000 miles, but there is not a square market - in other words, Jinguang Temple itself is the largest square market, and the practitioners in this area, if they want to exchange anything, they have to go to those temples in person to exchange for it, of course, in the process, those monks in charge of the monks by the way to get some oil and water, it is also 'natural'.

"It's still the same sentence, don't be willful, don't reveal your identity."

"Don't worry, senior brother." The Princess of All Saints was overjoyed, and directly reached out and summoned a mortal to guide the way.

The mortal was also sensible, and after seeing that he only looked up at the appearance of the Ten Thousand Saints Princess, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look at it a second time, for fear that he would indulge in that face and do something irreparable to harm himself.

"Dare to ask the nobleman, do you need a carriage?" The mortal who led the way was extremely humble towards Lin Jiudao.

"It's fine." Lin Jiu nodded, still maintaining the half-asleep posture on the ship, while paying attention to the situation around him, he was hungry and eagerly reading the information given by the Bull Demon King, in order to turn all this information into his own nutrition as soon as possible, so as to make his foundation more stable.

Although he didn't get the knowledge related to cultivation from the bloodline of the nine-headed insect, according to the specificity of the bloodline of the nine-headed insect and the Bull Demon King's annotation of the bloodline supernatural power, Lin Jiu still reluctantly planned a path of how to cultivate the nine-headed true body.

Hydra - one song is one life, one song is one supernatural power, every one is born, one more life, and every one is born, there is one more supernatural power.

So obviously, the growth of the bloodline of the nine-headed insect must be closely related to life and supernatural powers.

Life is an unquantifiable thing—Lin Jiu would never say that he would die in person to see that he had a life.

So he can only focus on supernatural powers.

Nine Heads and Nine Divine Powers, every time a head is born, there can be a corresponding divine power, so what about the other way around?

If Lin Jiu had cultivated supernatural powers with his own abilities—or had recovered the supernatural powers that should have been born with his head, would his skull grow with it?

Lin Jiu wasn't sure.

But, it's worth a try!