The summer is hot, even the wind is getting hot, the cicadas on the roadside are screaming fiercely, and the grass on the roadside is wilting and hanging its head.

From Zhaojiafang City to Shangyang City.

A medium-sized caravan walked unhurriedly, and it seemed that because of the weather, everyone was reluctant to speak, so the procession was quiet.

The road conditions of the gallop road are not very good, and from time to time, monks who are good at earth-attribute spiritual arts come out of the caravan and use spiritual magic to pave the way.

The originally potholed gallop road soon became smooth and spacious as the caravan walked through.

In the center of the caravan was a luxurious carriage pulled by five black dragon horses.

The black dragon foal is a different breed of horses, more than two meters tall, with black scale armor all over its body, and a small single horn on its head, with strong endurance, and it is comparable to a first-order demon beast when it is an adult.

It is said that the Black Dragon Pony has a faint trace of black dragon blood, and if you can activate this bloodline, you can become the King of the Black Dragon Pony and have the opportunity to become a second-order demon beast.

The carriage carriage is nearly twenty square meters.

The whole is made of fine jujube mahogany, and the outer frame is carved with fine patterns. There is a string of purple wind chimes hanging on the left and right in front of the car, which makes a nice sound as the vehicle vibrates.

Inside the car.

The temperature is moderate, and the air is slightly cold, which is in stark contrast to the outside world.

A handsome young man was half-leaning on a soft slump, reading an ancient book in his hand.

Behind him was a beautiful young woman kneeling, resting her head in her arms, her slender fingers gently pressing her shoulders for him.

There was also a girl with a pure temperament holding his calf, and her little hands were gently beating.

The whole posture of a gentleman.

On one side sat another gentle and beautiful girl, who was no stranger to the absurdity of youth.

She held the big white cat in her arms, which had always looked quite noble, and looked through the car window at the scenery on both sides of the road with interest.

They were the ones who planned to go to the auction in Shangyang City to pick up the slack.

This time, Yu Xian did not fly over directly, but chose to travel with the Zhao family caravan.

He had been in the Zhao family house for too long.

has been running on both sides of Zhaojiagou and Fangshi.

Although I am interested in the scenery outside, I haven't had time to see it because I'm too lazy.

So take this opportunity to take a slow time trip.

So he asked the Zhao family to build this dragon horse luxury soft carriage for himself, and also brought the young woman head and her apprentice to serve with him.

After living in wealth for too long, he didn't plan to suffer a little more, otherwise he wouldn't practice in vain.

Right now.

Yulan, who was petting the cat, saw the monk repairing the road, and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Xianggong, why do they have to build their own roads?"

In her eyes, Xianggong has always been omnipotent and omniscient.

Yu Xian enjoyed Yulan's admiring and longing gaze.

But he really didn't know about it.

So he coughed lightly and said, "This matter is a bit complicated, I'll let a professional person tell you about it." ”

He gently tugged on a thin wire in the car.

Then, a brass bell outside the car made a crisp sound.

Not a little while.

A monk of the Zhao family riding a black dragon horse ran from the front of the convoy.

"Lord Keqing, subordinate Zhao Wanlin, listen to orders?"

Now that Zhaojiafang City is in full swing, the local monks have an increasing demand for more high-end commercial products.

So the Zhao family's caravan, which originally had no sense of existence, took the opportunity to grow and provided the Zhao family with more than a dozen monk positions.

This Zhao Wanlin is one of them.

He was originally a member of the Zhao family, and he relied on the few points of spiritual field allocated to his family in the clan to support his own cultivation.

Later, Zhaojiafang City reopened and recruited troops.

Just as everyone was watching, he was the first to join in.

As it turned out, he made the right choice.

After nearly ten years of struggle, his cultivation broke through the late stage of Qi training, and now he is the deputy leader of the Zhao family's caravan, and he has also become the confidant of the general manager of Zhao.

Well, Manager Zhao is Zhao Shiwen, and she didn't follow this time.

Yu Xian said lazily: "I'm here to ask you, who built this galloping road, and why do you want to repair it while walking?" ”

Zhao Wanlin thought for a while and replied, "This should be a convention."

Let's just say that this gallop didn't exist in the first place.

Later, various caravans appeared, and there was a need for communication, so they slowly walked out of a way.

It's just that for various reasons, this road will be damaged frequently, so we will repair it when we encounter it, and it won't take much effort anyway.

It is convenient for both yourself and others.

And the road is also a kind of guidance, if you fly in the air, see this road, you will know where the people are. ”

"I see, okay, let's step aside."

Yu Xian nodded, remembering that when he and Yulan returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm and wanted to go to Shangyang City, the road on the ground really saved him the trouble of identifying the direction.

"Yes, the subordinates retired."

Zhao Wanlin was very sensible, even if Lord Keqing called him up just to ask an inconsequential question, his face did not show any impatience.

The caravan continued to advance unfazed.

The distance between Shangyang City and Zhaojiafang City is nearly six hundred miles in a straight line, but that is the flight distance in the sky.

If you travel on the ground, you have to walk nearly a thousand miles, and the caravan can travel seventy or eighty miles a day, and it takes about a month to make a round trip.

It's approaching dusk.

The wind from afar dissipated the heat and made it a little cooler.

The caravan passed by a small village and stopped.

Such a small village is generally built on the top of the non-rank spiritual vein, and is composed of a small Qi cultivation family, about three to five Qi cultivation cultivators as the ruling class, forming a small group of about a few hundred people with immortal cultivators as the main body, supplemented by mortals.

The Zhao family used to be such a small group.

Such a small group is very unstable, and a slightly stronger demon beast may be able to wipe them out.

Or passing by a high-level immortal cultivator, just in a bad mood, can kill them all, and no one even cares.

But they are like weeds, and wildfires burn inexhaustible.

The aftermath of the beast tide has not subsided for long, and such small villages have gradually increased again.

As long as the spiritual veins are still there, there will always be people gathered.

After all, there will never be a shortage of people who want to lie flat like Yu Xian.

They didn't want to go to the mortal world, and they wanted to be their own boss, so they occupied an unranked spiritual vein that no one wanted, called three or five friends, and brought dozens of mortals.

After more than ten or twenty years of development, a small village can be formed and become the overlord of the soil.

This has to be thanked for the abundance of products in the immortal cultivation world.

Although it is difficult to find a high-level spiritual object, it is not too simple to fill the stomach, almost all the land can be harvested and matured by sowing seeds, and there is no need to bother cultivating at all.

The people of the village seemed to have waited for some time, and when they saw the caravan coming, they did not immediately approach.

Then he saw two wagons in the caravan come out of the procession.

The wagon had a container-like compartment, and the monk who drove it revealed a dazzling array of goods as soon as he pressed the mechanism.

Talismans, elixirs, potions, talismans, and one or two magic weapons.

The quality of these things is not high, but the price is several percent higher than that in the market.

But for these villages, where there are no professionals, it is a rare good thing.

Seeing that the people of the caravan were ready, the people of the village rushed up.

These monks from the village did not have any spirit stones in their hands, and most of them were bartered, which inevitably lowered the price, and once they came and went, they were the profits earned by the caravan.

Almost such a small village can earn a few spirit stones.

And along the way, at least you have to pass through dozens of small villages, and you can earn hundreds of spirit stones, which is better than nothing.

The rest of the caravan was preparing food, and there were not only monks in the ranks, but also many low-level monks and mortal warriors.

They all need to eat.

……

Yu Xian and the others also got out of the carriage.

The men of the caravan had already set up tents for them and prepared campfires for the night.

And because of the spare time, the caravan specially brought a chef with extraordinary skills, so there was also a table of delicacies prepared with it.

Each dish was steaming hot and apparently freshly cooked.

However, Yu Xian and Yulan only tasted a few bites and didn't eat more, but the young woman's head and Yue'er had a good appetite.

After all, rice is spiritual rice, the meat is second-order demon beast meat, and even the soup is a medicinal diet made of elixir.

The material of this table alone requires more than a dozen spirit stones.

"It's delicious."

Yue'er felt as if every bite of meat she ate was like exploding in her stomach, and her whole body was warm.

She felt that just by accompanying her predecessors to the mountains and rivers in the past few days, she hadn't cultivated seriously at all, but her cultivation was slowly rising, and she felt that it would not be a problem for her to break through one or two layers of small realms with her.

Maybe she can see the shadow of the late stage of Qi training before she is twenty years old.

Maybe she can also try to break through the foundation building realm when the time comes.

"The soup is also delicious and delicious."

Yulan saw that Yue'er liked it, and served her another bowl of soup.

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, and quickly took it and thanked her: "Thank you, Sister Yulan." ”

"Eat more if you like."

Magnolia smiled lightly.

For these women around Xianggong, she has always been very generous.

Because she knows that these women are all passers-by by Xianggong's side, and for 20 years, she is the only person who can always be by Xianggong's side.

The group was full of wine and food.

Yulan suddenly found that Xianggong was very quiet today.

She looked sideways and saw Xianggong looking at the village monk who was still bargaining with the caravan for a few taels of spiritual sand.

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Xian said: "I'm thinking, the whole village worked hard for a month to earn so many spirit stones, and they had to be stripped of a layer by the caravan.

How desperate would they be to know that the price of this table of food was more than all of them could earn in a month? ”

"I, I don't know."

Magnolia was a little overwhelmed, she had never thought about these issues.

"You don't have to know." Yu Xian rubbed Yulan's head and said with a smile: "Because this is the meaning of my cultivation." ”

(End of chapter)