Meng Zhou jumped down from the water tank, put on his shoes, and lowered his rolled up trouser legs and the hem of his robe tied around his waist.

He clenched his fist in front of his mouth with one hand and coughed lightly twice, put the other hand behind his back, straightened his chest, and slowly regained the dignity and majesty of the martial arts master and the master of the gang.

Although the original body did not mix well in the cultivation world, he mixed in the ordinary martial arts as a martial arts master before the age of forty, but his temperament was very good.

Coupled with his tall and burly figure and well-groomed long hair, seeing his image at the moment from the water tank, Meng Zhou said in his heart:

"Even if it's a grass, just by looking good, you can get into a position."

But Meng Zhou was not happy about this, but shook his head a little.

This appearance is too ostentatious.

The original owner didn't think there was anything wrong with this, after all, this image was not deliberately created by him, but formed little by little over the course of decades.

When he was still mixing in the ordinary martial arts as a martial arts master, this image was basically fixed, and he would not feel anything wrong.

But for Meng Zhou, now he is an old casual cultivator at the bottom of the Qi cultivation who is more than half a hundred years old, and his physical potential has almost been hollowed out due to miscultivation of demonic skills, and this image is a little too eye-catching.

However, now he has to work hard to maintain his original personality.

As soon as Meng Zhou adjusted his state, he heard footsteps from far and near outside the courtyard.

"Big brother." Someone knocked on the door outside the courtyard and shouted.

"Come in."

Meng Zhou's hand was behind his back, and one hand naturally drooped.

The door of the courtyard that he opened in advance was pushed open, and a sturdy man walked in, it was the "third child" who came to knock on the door in the morning, named Xu Lei.

"Big brother." The third Xu Lei saw Meng Zhou in the courtyard and hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

Meng Zhou nodded, paced to a stone table next to him, and sat down on a stone pier.

Xu Lei stood respectfully not far in front of him, gently adjusting his position as he paced, always facing him.

Meng Zhou didn't greet him to take a seat at the first time, but asked first: "Today's river patrol is going well, right?" ”

Xu Lei nodded and replied, "It's very smooth." ”

Meng Zhou nodded, as if this was just a random question, and then changed his words: "What about the second child, why didn't you see others today?" ”

"Uh......" Xu Lei hesitated.

"Hasn't he always been most concerned about patrolling the river? How did you suddenly change sex? ”

Xu Lei still didn't speak.

Meng Zhou stared at him, and let out a light "um", which made him feel a huge pressure, and then asked:

"Why, is there anything you can't say to me? Is my word so useless? ”

Xu Lei was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand: "Big brother, second brother...... Two days ago, the second brother just said that he wanted to go out for a walk and relax. ”

"Distracted? Well, he's wronged in his heart! Meng Zhou nodded clearly, very determined.

"No, absolutely not." Xu Lei subconsciously defended, but he himself seemed to feel that this statement was a little weak, and his voice was much quieter.

"Look, that's what you think too, right?"

Xu Lei wanted to shake his head and deny it, but in the face of Meng Zhou's eyes that seemed to have seen through everything, he didn't say anything more.

Meng Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed to a stone pier opposite, and said, "Sit down, sit down and talk." ”

Xu Lei, who was a little sneering, sat down opposite him, with his head down, like a student being trained in front of a teacher.

Seeing that the "third child" was so deferential in front of him, Meng Zhou's eyes flashed, and those empty memories from the original owner became vivid and vivid.

The original owner was born in an ordinary peasant family, his family was wiped out in a gang scuffle, and he fled his homeland alone with a book of martial arts secrets obtained by touching the corpse, and then, it was his ordinary martial arts career.

Private school class, literacy and hyphenation, secret practice, day and night, always figuring out, applying what he has learned, improving his life, from a single person to a small gang. Martial arts cultivation is refined, and small gangs become big gangs little by little.

Before the age of forty, he reached the pinnacle of life in the eyes of martial artists.

In terms of strength, the martial arts master, a giant; In terms of power, he personally created a large martial arts gang, the leader of a gang, and he followed his words.

He has no shortage of fame and fortune.

But instead of enjoying all this, he turned around casually, and there was one less martial arts master and one more seeker in the world.

If the experience of the original owner after seeking the Tao is hidden, this is a proper template for the protagonist of the lower martial plane.

……

Mistakenly cultivating the Blood Demon Skill, and also found the only feasible way, the problem in front of the original owner became one, there were not enough spirit stones.

Of the healing practices he had access to, the Water Cultivation Recipe was the best.

And in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past and being cheated again, he directly ignored the small stalls, and the large shops with guaranteed credibility were his goals.

The efficacy is the greatest, the risk is the lowest, and the original owner tries to do the best he can. The only downside is that it's expensive.

In the face of this dilemma, the original owner showed a pattern vision that far exceeded that of ordinary middle and low-level qi cultivation and scattered cultivation.

He first determined one thing, he was short of time, he had nothing to do except martial arts, if he relied on him alone, he would not be able to save enough spirit stones to buy the "Water Cultivation Technique" on the day he died.

And he already had the life experience of starting a self-made man and establishing a sect in the ordinary martial arts, so he naturally thought of a way to break the situation.

If the speed of earning spirit stones is too slow, then form a group, and if there are many people, the speed of accumulating spirit stones will naturally be faster.

With the idea of starting a business again, the next step is to determine the direction.

The original owner who has had an entrepreneurial experience understands a simple truth, how much appetite to eat, how much strength and how big the bowl.

Not to mention that he can't think of any profiteering direction for a while, even if he knows, he won't touch it. Even if there is a ready-made fruit that can be reached by reaching out to it, he will not pick it.

After thinking about it, it was also his life experience that gave him the answer.

There is a kind of gang, even if other forces know that they have to make money, they will not covet it, and even if they still encounter competition, it will only be internal competition at the same level and in the same industry.

Including those who carry bags at the wharf, those who pull fibers on the river, and those who catch big cars in the downtown area, all of which are like this.

According to Meng Zhou's understanding, these can be summarized as "labor-type gangs".

Its characteristic is that there is no ready-made fruit for people to compete for, and if you want to get a reward, you have to create it yourself, you must work first, and then you can pay off.

Those returns are more like the condensation of the labor force of the participants.

Everyone knows that this kind of gang can also make money, but how many people will covet it?

Under such careful thinking, the predecessor incubated a second entrepreneurial project, the Baijiang Gang. It's a gang, but it's more like a group of fishermen. A group of special fishermen with a small amount of loose cultivation in the early stage of qi cultivation as the skeleton and a large number of ordinary martial artists.

The Baijiang River is an ordinary river, and what is not ordinary is that it is connected with the second-order top-level spiritual vein, the waters of the Jade Lake for eight hundred miles.

Jade Lake can catch a large number of spirit fish and spirit beasts every year, which is naturally not something that the Baijiang Gang is qualified to covet.

But the Baijiang River, which is connected to its waters, has also been stained with some foam stars, and there are also many half-spirit fish and even low-quality spirit fish in it. However, the number is very small, not large-scale, and the activities are irregular.

Those who want to make a fortune from this can't do it, and they are powerless; can do it, but it is powerful and unintentional, and it is not worth it at all. With this ability, isn't it fragrant to go to Jade Lake to make a fortune?

This is a chicken rib, and it is precisely this that the original owner likes.

Per capita, the speed at which the Baijiang Gang earns spirit stones makes the first- and second-level Qi cultivators move their hearts at most, and if the third-level Qi cultivators take a second look, they will be regarded as shallow-eyed.

But the secret lies in the fact that the most numerous martial artists are all working day jobs, and their only thought is that after many years, they will be able to exchange their contributions for a chance to safely become cultivators.

Looking at the original owner's sad experience of seeking the Tao, you can see how attractive such an opportunity is to ordinary warriors.

The only people who can really participate in the distribution of benefits are him, the gang leader, and a group of backbone Qi practitioners.

And this is the reason for Meng Zhou's so-called "grievances".

In order to get rid of the Blood Demon Skill as soon as possible, the original owner switched to cultivating the water cultivation technique, and when his own spirit stones were insufficient, he used up all his public funds.

This is not a temporary idea, but a long-planned plan.

Of course, the original owner knew the disadvantages of doing this, but he did not hesitate in the slightest, even if the Baijiang Gang fell apart because of this, he would not hesitate to do it.

Meng Zhou turned these thoughts in his heart, resting his right hand on the stone table, tapping his index finger lightly, and looking at Xu Lei, who was sitting opposite with his head down.

"Third brother, you're also preparing to attack the fourth layer of Qi training now, right?" He asked suddenly.

Xu Lei replied: "I have to wait another year or two." ”

"Hmm." Meng Zhou nodded and said apologetically: "It's the eldest brother who delayed you." ”

Xu Lei hurriedly waved his hand to argue: "Big brother, don't say that, if it weren't for your support, I might still be struggling on the second level of qi cultivation now." ”

In order to track and catch spirit fish in the vast river area, qi cultivation cultivators are a must, which is also the reason why the Baijiang Gang has some qi cultivation and scattered cultivation.

And the Qi Cultivation and Dispersion Cultivation selected by the original owner were all carefully selected by him secretly.

Before these casual cultivators were excavated by him, they all had such labels: low cultivation, no background, no means of making a living, older, and practiced martial arts - for others, this is difficult to distinguish, but for him, just by looking at it, what martial arts the other party has cultivated, and what level he has can tell.

It can be said that they are the lowest level in the cultivation circle, and if there are no accidents, it will be difficult for them to reach the middle stage of Qi cultivation in this life.

One can imagine what kind of status the original owner who rescued them from that predicament and gave them a stable career and hope was in the Baijiang Gang.

It's a pity that kindness is no match for reality.

At the beginning, except for him, the fourth layer of qi training, the second Li Heng and the third Xu Lei with the highest cultivation were only the second level of qi training, and the others were all on the first level of qi training.

But that was back then.

Meng Zhou shook his head and said:

"Your second brother's accumulation is deeper than yours, his talent is stronger than yours, and he successfully broke through to the third level of qi training in the second year of joining the gang.

If there is no accident, within this year, it will definitely break through to the fourth layer of Qi training. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Lei, "Wait for two years, and then break through, there will be three of us in the middle stage of Qi cultivation alone, not to mention that the cultivation of those brothers below has also improved."

It seems that this is a good thing, compared to when the gang was first established, our strength is not only one or two times stronger.

But the embarrassing thing is that the Baijiang Gang's ability to make money is limited, and with the little spirit fish and shrimp caught now, they can't feed so many mouths at all! ”

"Huh? There is still this truth! Xu Lei exclaimed.

Meng Zhou spread his hands and said, "Third brother, understand, your second brother is smarter than you, he is not only unhappy about this incident, he is also worried about the future situation." ”

Xu Lei nodded slowly, not to mention that the second brother is such a careful person, even he is very worried now.

"Big brother, what should we do then?"

Meng Zhou said: "It's easy to do, I'll quit." ”

"Huh?" Xu Lei stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, and he didn't seem to understand at all.

"The pot is so big, there is only so much rice, rather than not being able to eat enough, simply have two less mouths to eat.

You go and tell the second child, I won't divide the fishing income in the future, and fill the gap this time first.

He will temporarily act as the leader of the gang for me now, and I will slowly withdraw from the gang, and at that time, he will be the second leader of the Baijiang Gang. ”

Xu Lei stood there in a daze, opening his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, that's what I called you, go ahead." Meng Zhou waved him away.

"Ah, by the way, I will often retreat during this time, and I won't go after patrolling the river, you can send someone to send some rice and grain over regularly."

Xu Lei, who turned around and walked out, was a little distracted, and there was no joy in his heart.

After confirming that the other party had left, he closed the courtyard door, and Meng Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

He believes that such an operation can buy him more time, especially the "second child" who thinks the most, has such a big carrot hanging in front, and he can settle down for a while.

And the third child, he doesn't need any hints at all, he will help him stare at the second child.

In this way, he, the boss, will be "worry-free" and can free up his hands to develop with peace of mind.

……

Because it is adjacent to the second-order spiritual vein Jade Lake, there are also many scattered spiritual lands along the Baijiang River.

The quality of this kind of spiritual land is high and low, the area is large and small, and those with high quality and large area can develop some spiritual fields, and there are many small immortal cultivation families entrenched.

There are also some scattered spiritual lands of worse quality, either with scattered cultivation and settlement, or no one cares about them, and they are still a wilderness.

When the Baijiang Gang first gained a foothold in this section of the river, it also had friction with some small scattered cultivators, and the ability of the former master may not be strong, but the combat experience can go sideways in the middle stage of Qi cultivation.

If it weren't for the hollowing out of the body by the magic skills, the frequent battles would be suicide, otherwise, it would be barely enough to do a robbery repair.

The rest of the Baijiang Gang were all concentrated in a small mountain col a few miles downstream on the other side of the river, where there was a spiritual land, although the quality was not very good, but it was large enough.

And the reason why the original owner set up another courtyard here is because there is a small spiritual land here of excellent quality, which is enough for mid-stage Qi cultivation monks to practice here, and the disadvantage is that the area is too small, and a meditation room can completely cover it.

Meng Zhou sat in the quiet room, closed his eyes and meditated.

"I'm an empty shell now, I can be broken by someone who pokes me, and those methods are not foolproof, I still have to master a few protective techniques as soon as possible."

"The original master's spells are very few, and they are not very well mastered, and before he died, his protective means were all martial arts."

"Although I have received the memories of the original owner in its entirety, and this body is completely mine, his martial arts have disappeared with his death.

If I want to get it, I have to 'download' it again and turn my memories into real realizations! ”

"With the addition of various factors, I will learn martial arts very quickly.

But if these martial arts want to be effective, the higher the level of mastery, the better.

And the higher the level, the more experience is required, and the more time is required to practice. ”

"So, although I have a treasure trove of martial arts, my choices are very limited."

"In this limited choice, we must meet as many needs as possible, we must be able to attack and defend, chase and escape, hide and hide......"

Between the turns of his thoughts, Meng Zhou's thoughts became clear little by little.