254, rebuild Jingyuan Commercial Bank, Xianmeng, Demon Palace

Looking at the green wolf that had turned into firewood, everyone slowly turned around with solemn faces.

If you can kill the demon wolf with one blow, you can naturally kill everyone present with your hand.

Fortunately, Zhang Li is a human race, and the green cow who looks at him with bad eyes is obedient at this time, and there is no rebelliousness of the big demon.

Zhang Li urged the green cow to step forward, and everyone took a look at it and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Especially the middle-aged man in his thirties, his face was even more grateful.

"Qu Chengtan thanks his predecessors for saving his life."

……

Half an hour later, Zhang Li had already followed everyone to the village where they lived.

There are no more than 100 people in this village called Qujiazhuang, and eighty percent of them are cultivators.

However, like the cultivation world and the evil domain, the cultivation of these cultivators is not high, and the strongest clan elder among them is the half-step foundation building realm.

The other clansmen, their cultivation is only at the third or fifth level of Qi cultivation.

Few people in Qujiazhuang have left this place thousands of miles away, and the old Qu Jiaxiang has been to Wulu City thousands of miles away.

From the mouths of Qu Jiaxiang and the other Qu family members, Zhang Li had some simple understanding of the Little Immortal Realm.

This little fairy world continues the model of the cultivation world, and there are many sects from all sides, controlling the entire little fairy world.

The powerhouses who came forward to form the Xiaoxian Realm back then basically sat on one side, and then the younger generations became the guards of one side.

Over the past 10,000 years, some sects have become more and more powerful, multiplied, and become much stronger, while some sects have slowly died out for various reasons.

In the dying sect, the descendants of its disciples will be reduced to villages and small towns to survive.

"Today's Little Immortal Realm has a radius of 30,000 miles, and there are only three major forces in total."

"Immortal Alliance, Demon Alliance, Demon Palace."

Qu Jiaxiang looked at Zhang Li and said softly: "We are on the edge of the Immortal League, bordering the Demon Palace. ”

"Of course, those big forces are not interested in us mortals, so we can live."

That being said, once the big forces fight, the world will be destroyed by raising their hands and feet, and mortals will live and die like ants, and no one will care at all.

These rules are the same in any world of practice.

Knowing that the place where he lives now is the Immortal League, Zhang Li is ready to slowly contact the Immortal League to see how to start his business.

He turned his head to look at the Qu family Zhuang people around him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I have a good inheritance, I only cultivate qi and blood, condense martial arts, and can supplement the immortal way, I don't know if you are interested?"

Sowing the seeds of martial arts cultivation wherever he goes, this may already be Zhang Li's idea.

Martial arts start from the ordinary, it is he who continues to study and carry forward, once the martial arts are inherited in a certain world, he can quietly get the favor of the heavenly way.

No Heavenly Dao will exclude those who can enhance their cultivation power.

Qu Jiaxiang and the others were naturally infinitely happy that Zhang Li was going to teach them martial arts.

Their Qu family was originally the descendants of a large sect, but later the elders of the sect died in battle, the inheritance was cut off, and they were also reduced to the point of garrisoning at the border.

Their own heritage is gone.

In three months, Zhang Li taught martial arts in Qujiazhuang and instructed him to practice at the same time.

He has always acted prudently, and in three months, he has been able to understand the Little Immortal Realm clearly and stabilize his mentality.

Three months later, the martial arts cultivation of Qu Chengtan and the others in Qujiazhuang had reached the half-step Grandmaster.

It's not that their martial arts talent is good, it's that the little immortal realm is already full of immortal energy, and they themselves have a good foundation.

With the blessing of martial arts cultivation, coupled with their own cultivation, these Qujiazhuang people are almost useful.

When Zhang Li said that he would lead them to Wulu City and form a caravan, of course these Qu family members cheered.

Within three days, a small caravan of twenty men had set out.

The caravan still bears the name of Jingyuan Commercial Bank, but its scale and strength are ten thousand times lower.

There were three wooden carts in total, pulled by a green wolf, and a green ox led the way ahead.

Zhang Li rode on the back of the green ox, and the others vigilantly escorted the wooden cart forward.

In fact, on the wooden cart are the wild skins and furs that Qujiazhuang hunts on weekdays, as well as the various elixirs collected.

The three major cars combined, a total of only thirty spirit stones.

Of course, thirty spirit stones are already a huge amount of money in Qujiazhuang.

Along the way, Qu Jiaxiang, the most experienced clan elder, was in charge of settling the caravan, while the others were carefully guarded, hoping that this trip would make a lot of money.

Qu Jiaxiang said before that when the caravan is transported to Wulu City, it can earn three or five percent.

These three major cars, together to earn ten spirit stones, it is a breeze.

Along the way, everyone's martial arts cultivation has not been left behind.

It's just that with their cultivation as combat strength, it is still reluctant to go thousands of miles to Wulu City.

The few robberies encountered in the middle of the road, if it wasn't for Zhang Li's action, the caravan would be wiped out directly.

Fortunately, it is only a thousand miles, not far, but in five days, it has already arrived in Wulu City.

"Elder Qu, didn't you say that Wulu City is a force under the rule of the Immortal League, why is there a demonic energy?"

Dozens of miles away, Zhang Li looked back at Qu Jiaxiang.

Qu Jiaxiang was stunned.

He raised his eyes and looked ahead, and saw that there was really a demonic energy rising in the direction of the city.

"This, this, I don't know, Wulu City should indeed be under the rule of the Immortal League, I ...... back then"

He couldn't tell why.

Everyone looked at Zhang Li, and for a while, their faces were full of hesitation.

Of course, Lingshi wants to make money, but he can't joke with his life.

No matter what the Qu family says, they also belong to the Immortal League, and if they go to the Demon Palace, they may be looking for death.

"Go check it out, we're just in business anyway."

Zhang Li spoke softly.

Just now, he had already swept it with his divine thoughts, and it was indeed occupied by demon path cultivators in Wulu City, but the strongest of them was only in the late stage of Jindan.

Such cultivation did not pose any threat to him.

Qu Jiaxiang turned his head to look at the people of the Qu family behind him, nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang is right, we are just doing business." ”

The convoy moved forward again, and all the Qu family members became nervous.

Before he arrived at Wulu City, he saw several magic lights flying down.

The two eighth-layer demon cultivators had cold faces, leading a team of demon cultivators to block the convoy.

Their eyes fell on the green ox that Zhang Li was riding, but it was a pity that they couldn't see the cultivation of this empty thunder beast.

Glancing at the wooden car and the cultivation of the Qu family again, the black-robed demon cultivator in front of him shouted: "Wulu City has been taken by my Demon Palace ten days ago, where are you coming from, and what are you doing to Wulu City?" ”

Wulu City was indeed taken by the Demon Palace.

Qu Jiaxiang glanced at Zhang Li and hurriedly stepped forward: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are a caravan from Qujiazhuang thousands of miles away, and we are going to Wulu City to do some small business, these are all elixirs and furs that we have accumulated on weekdays. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his head nervously and arched his hand: "Ladies and gentlemen, if this business cannot be done, we, we will leave ......"

Hearing his words, the first demon cultivator's gaze swept over the frame, and then laughed: "I can do it, why can't I do it?" ”

"Let's go, I'll lead you into Wulu City."

"Let the people in the city see, no matter who occupies Wulu City, should live or live, should do business or do business."

After speaking, he waved his hand and asked the team of demon cultivators behind him to escort the convoy and walk towards the city.

Everyone in the Qu family glanced at each other, and they could only follow, and they might not be able to leave if they wanted to leave at this time.

The convoy went to the city, and many people in the city gate poked their heads out, their eyes full of doubt and panic.

The leader of the team, Mo Xiu, stopped at the gate of the city, his gaze turned to Zhang Li, raised his eyebrows, and said, "This is the caravan shopkeeper?" ”

Zhang Li nodded and said, "In the next Zhang Li, he is the shopkeeper of Jingyuan Commercial Bank. ”

The demon cultivator laughed and arched his hand: "My name is Ming Tan, and if you encounter anything in the future when the shopkeeper is doing business in Wulu City, you can come to me." ”

After speaking, he led the team of demon cultivators straight away.

Qu Jiaxiang and the others showed bitterness on their faces, so they could only follow Zhang Li to send three carts into the city.

"This demon cultivator really doesn't want us to do business?" Someone whispered at the city gate, looking at the three carts, and his eyes changed.

"Hmph, dare to do business with the Demon Dao, is it too long?" Someone snorted coldly, then stepped back and left.

Behind the city gates, the eyes of many people swirled over the caravan.

The Qu family drove the cart to a square, and then removed the fur and elixir from the cart.

Fur can be refined, and elixir can be refined.

In a city that had just fought a big battle, these things were really lacking.

In just half a day, most of the materials of the three carts were sold, and forty spirit stones were exchanged.

This made Qu Jiaxiang and others unable to close their mouths.

For these low-level cultivators, no matter what kind of demonic path and immortal path he is, it is only serious that he can earn spirit stones and improve his cultivation.

Demon Dao and Immortal Dao, so many strong people, what does it have to do with these little monks?

In the evening, the caravan took up a stay at a small inn in the city.

Originally, Qu Jiaxiang was reluctant to live, but think that Mr. Zhang can't sleep on the street with them, right?

The hardships along the way, coupled with the hard work of selling in the city today, everyone had a big meal in the evening and rested early.

Of course, for Zhang Li, this hard work is nothing at all.

In the middle of the moon, Zhang Li walked out of the wing.

In the small courtyard outside the wing, there was a figure.

"You are the first caravan after Wulu City was occupied by the Demon Palace, so you all have to die." The figure gritted a sword in his hand and gritted his teeth and whispered.

The voice fell, and a glimmer of spiritual light flashed on the long sword, which was already stabbing towards Zhang Lidang's chest.

It's just that the blade of the sword is a foot in front of him, and it is pressed against his fingers.

This scene made the face of the person who drew the sword change sharply.

"You, you're deliberately luring meβ€”"

He whispered, turned to leave.

It's just that he wanted to draw his sword, but he was caught by Zhang Li's fingertips and was unable to pull it back.

"You go now, it's full of demons outside."

"You, who is seriously injured on the eighth floor of the foundation, will definitely not be able to walk ten miles."

There was a hint of indifference in Zhang Li's voice.

His words shook the man who drew the sword and slowly turned around.

"You, what the hell are you......"

Zhang Li let go of his sword and walked into the wing room with his hands behind his back.

The man hesitated, and then walked in.

Zhang Li sat down in front of the long case and looked at the person in front of him.

He is only thirty years old, his face is thin, his kendo cultivation is okay, and his immortal path cultivation also has eight layers of foundation, but his body is injured, and the true yuan in the meridians is pressed by the demonic qi.

There is also a ball of demonic energy entrenched in the dantian.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and a pill flew out.

The man took it, looked at it carefully, hesitated for a moment, and put the pill into his mouth.

As soon as the elixir entered, the originally silent True Yuan on his body began to surge.

Spiritual lights were staggered, and then there was a faint fairy aura permeating.

The demonic energy in the original body was dispelled, and the golden light also revealed in the dantian.

"Wu Ziyue, thank you seniors."

When he opened his eyes, the young man with surprise on his face bowed towards Zhang Li.

His eyes shone brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Now that my cultivation is complete, I can lead my brothers and sisters to kill Wulu City." ”

"Senior, if you canβ€”"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Li had already waved his hand: "My Jingyuan Commercial Bank only does business, and I don't care about anything else." ”

"That Dan is worth three thousand spirit stones."

Three thousand spirit stones, not a small number.

But for this pill that can save lives, it is already very cheap.

Wu Ziyue nodded and took out two chalcedony beads.

"Senior, I don't have so many spirit stones on me now, and when I come back, I will definitely make up for the spirit stones I owe."

With that, he bowed down, put the chalcedony beads on the table, and then turned around and left.

After a few moments, there were several sounds of fighting outside the inn, and then there was silence.

Zhang Li chuckled and shook his head, but did not speak.

Two days later, under the propaganda of the demon road in the city, the caravan of Jingyuan Commercial Bank, as a representative, was sent to an ownerless shop.

Qu Jiaxiang led ten of his own juniors to stay in the shop.

That's what proton means.

Zhang Li led the caravan and slowly walked out of the city with two magnificent carts sent by the Demon Dao cultivators.

When Qu Chengtan and the others walked out of the city, they had complicated expressions on their faces.

This trip is really like a dream.

A shop, two carts, and seventy spirit stones.

That's a lot of money.

It's just that Qu Jiaxiang and others were detained in the city, how can this be good?

"Mr. Zhang......" Qu Chengtan looked at Zhang Li.

The others also looked at Zhang Li in front of him.

"Take the spirit stone to the surrounding villages and towns to collect elixirs and furs, and if you make a few more trips, you will be able to make a lot of money and go back." With a hint of a smile on his face, Zhang Li urged the green cow forward.

The others looked at each other and followed with complicated expressions.

The convoy gathered some elixir on the Zhuangzi a hundred miles away, and turned a few more Zhuangzi.

During the overnight stay, Zhang Li asked Qu Chengtan and them to rest, and he came to guard the cart.

In the night wind, there is a bit of chill.

"If you're here, why hide." Zhang Li stood on the edge of the mountain forest and spoke lightly.

As his words fell, several figures walked out of the mountains and forests.

The person in charge was Wu Ziyue, who had seen him at the Wulu City Inn before.

"What, you're here to return my spirit stones?" Zhang Li's eyes fell on Wu Ziyue and asked.

Wu Ziyue had a complicated expression on her face at this time, bowed to Zhang Li, and sent a chalcedony bead to you: "Senior, in addition to returning the spirit stone this time, I also have a layer of ideas. ”

He groaned, but before he could speak, someone behind him was already speaking.

"This caravan is handed over to us, you follow us for the time being, and when we take Wulu City, you can leave."

"Don't worry, after the matter is completed, I will give you 10,000 spirit stones."

The person who spoke took a step forward, and there was a strong evil aura on his body.

"Otherwise, if you dare to do business with the Demon Palace, the poor Dao will also let you die." (End of chapter)