Xu Mochen and the two caught Xinghua, and there were still a bunch of people in front of the temple, all looking forward to it, all ready to see the mountain god appear.

As everyone knows, the so-called mountain god has long been arrested by Xu Mochen.

Looking at the people from afar, the apricot tears rolled down: "Your Majesty, these people are also ordinary people, and I hope Your Majesty's subordinates will show mercy."

Xu Mochen glanced at her, the pear blossoms were crumbling with rain, and he thought to himself that he knew how to do it without you saying it.

That's it, for the sake of being so well-behaved, let's go to the harem to be a little palace maid.

Think about the palace maids in your harem, all of them are five big and three coarse, it's time to pursue quality.

The three of them returned to the Taishou Mansion, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a group of people gathered in the hall, obviously waiting for him to return.

"Your Majesty," An Zerui looked quite embarrassed, and when he saw Xu Mochen, he stepped forward quickly, "Something is wrong."

Xu Mochen didn't panic, it's no wonder if there is no big thing.

Anzeri began to narrate.

His task was to find the Qiongqing Palace Sect, and with his Jindan realm, he arrived at the location of the sect in less than half a day.

How do you know that what you see is a mess, and it has long been gone.

He was shocked and searched in the valley for a long time before he found some sect disciples.

Xu Mochen looked over, and behind An Zerui, there was a group of young girls, all of whom were dressed in old clothes and unbearable.

"This is a disciple of your sect?" Xu Mochen frowned, "I remember that Aiqing said that Qiongqing Palace is the town guard sect of Danzhou in the south."

"Your Majesty," Anzeri cried, "that was more than a hundred years ago.

In the later period of the troubled times, the old man represented the sect and entered the Daqian court, which was more than 100 years.

I don't have any connection with the sect, thinking that everything is normal.

How do you know that when Weichen goes back to see, the sect has long been destroyed, and now in Danzhou in the south, there are only so many ruined disciples left."

Hearing this, the group of female disciples behind him all cried "humble".

"What are you crying about," Xu Mochen wiped his face, he was an immortal cultivator, why was he so soft-boned, "Isn't it clear about the Mo League?"

"The way in and out is blocked," Anzeret sniffed, "and some of the people who tried to contact the outside were killed."

The means were so ruthless, Xu Mochen raised his eyebrows: "Do you know who did it?"

"Wei Chen asked, it's a masked man," An Zerui replied, "The realm is okay, but the supernatural power is a kind of alien fire, which is quite powerful, and the sect master and the masters of the sect have all fallen because of this."

Masked man, Xu Mochen's heart moved, he and Tang Derun glanced at each other, and the two thought of the immortal cultivator who attacked Gu Jinge in the first place.

His strange fire, even Xu Mochen's eight-phase condensation soul couldn't resist it.

It is also conceivable that Qiongqing Palace has such a catastrophe.

"So, as early as more than a hundred years ago, Danzhou in the south was secretly managed by orthodox immortal cultivators?" Xu Mochen came to the conclusion that he understood based on what he had seen and heard today.

"You became the gods of the mountains, you could have started more than a hundred years ago." This sentence is asked by Xinghua.

"The little girl is relatively late, she became a mountain god more than seventy years ago." Xinghua replied.

"The matter is obvious," Xu Mochen's expression was solemn, "There are other immortal cultivators who took advantage of the collapse of the Qiongqing Palace to redistribute and control the resources of Danzhou in the south, and cut off the news."

Although this place is remote, it can shield the world of the ten directions, and this person's means are not ordinary.

Perhaps, this person made it all up.

"Cuizhu," Xu Mochen commanded, "You place Xinghua and the remaining disciples of Qiongqing Palace, and be careful not to leak the news, so as not to cause murder."

Cuizhu took the order and left with Xinghua and a group of female disciples.

"After they are safe, I will let people send them away first, and when they go to my harem, with the blessing of the national fortune, they should be fine," Xu Mochen sat down at this time, "Tell me what you saw."

Shen Zhining spoke first: "Your Majesty, we have walked around this city, and most of the people's thoughts have been spent on it

Worship the gods on it.

In addition, commerce is very underdeveloped, almost none, and the people are bartering."

That is, gold and silver are not in circulation here.

Xie Jing continued: "The old man wanted to find some medicinal herbs, but when he went, he found out that there were not many at all.

After inquiring, there has been no one specializing in the cultivation of medicinal herbs for a long time, not even the one who picks them."

"If you are sick because of this, you can be treated by worshiping the mountain gods, water gods, etc.," Zhao Lingbo was also a little helpless, he didn't need a doctor at all, "The temple of the temple will give medicine, and it is said that it is still effective after taking it."

This must be the participation of immortal cultivators' magic powers,

Mortal diseases, generally speaking, for immortal cultivators, it is a small meaning, and a wave of the hand can solve the problem.

In a world where immortal cultivators have fully intervened, the mortals here have basically degenerated into animals that eat, drink, sleep and sleep.

"Bound to the human race like this, isn't there a lot of fairy fate?" Xu Mochen asked.

"Normally," Shen Zhining replied, "The concubine originally thought that with such an intimate relationship, immortal fate must be everywhere.

But in reality, it seems that there is none, or even if there is, it has been dealt with in a timely manner."

Xu Mochen nodded, if there are too many immortals, the number of immortal cultivators will definitely increase, so that the demand will be greater, and the population of the people will not be enough.

In other words, there is a pair of invisible hands that are controlling all this.

"There aren't many immortals here," Shu Wuyin also participated, "It's not like those immortal cultivators who endanger the human race."

She was a little disappointed that there was no room for activity so far.

Xu Mochen knew that the immortal cultivators were the human race that raised here, and they didn't want to suck them dry.

"Only," he sighed, "I'm afraid it's hard to do anything in a situation like this."

It's okay to be a big and small immortal, it's a big deal!

But if the people follow ***, it will be terrible.

After thinking about it, he asked Taishou Cheng Renjun to come in.

Cheng Renjun came in and saw a group of people surrounding Xu Mochen, and he was suspicious: "My lord, but is there something?"

Xu Mochen asked straight to the point: "Now that the Taishou Mansion is in the palace, how many troops can be mobilized?"

"My lord," Cheng Renjun smiled bitterly, "I believe that my lord also knows something about Danzhou in the south.

To tell the truth, there are less than 1,000 troops that can be mobilized."

In such a large state, there are only 1,000 troops that can execute?

It's not enough to plug between your teeth.

Cheng Renjun saw that Xu Mochen's face was not good, and he was even more cautious: "I don't know what my lord, do you need to do under the officials?"

Xu Mochen waved his hand, and Tang Derun stepped forward with the map: "We are going to build a reservoir here, once we succeed, we will not worry about the Wanquan River drying up and the sea water pouring in.

This is a matter of success once and for all, Lord Cheng, the great opportunity has arrived."

Cheng Renjun knelt down as soon as he heard this, this is not a great opportunity, it is the time to die!