The drawbacks of cultivating the Blood Demon Law began to be highlighted, and Yang Quan silently thought that although when he was cultivating the Blood Evil, he thought that there would be this scene, but when it really came, Yang Quan's mood was still terrible.

From today onwards, until he dies or dies, he will never be able to sleep soundly. The speed of using beast blood to improve cultivation allowed Yang Quan to enter the middle stage of foundation building when he was less than thirty years old, which was not inferior to those great sect disciples with sufficient resources for cultivating immortals, but the disadvantages of this were also daunting.

This is only the initial phagophage, and after that, there will be more terrible and painful things. Unless, at the time of concluding the golden pill, completely retreat from the mortal body, use the fire of the golden pill to thoroughly temper the old body, and give birth to a new body in the fire, then can we truly get rid of the trouble of evil qi.

He was a little depressed, and when he pushed open the door, the morning sun shone on him, he should have been refreshed, but he didn't feel that way at all now.

"Immortal Master, your breakfast is ready, please come with me. ”

Jiang San came to Yang Quan with a maid, this was ordered by Yang Quan yesterday, he hadn't eaten worldly food for a long time, and he wanted to eat a meal while he happened to be in the tribe.

The three of them came to the front hall, the gorgeous round table was full of sumptuous dishes, Yang Quan was slightly stunned, and looked at them one by one, those dishes were all cherished things, at least for this tribe, even the rice soup was carefully boiled with spiritual rice.

"Jiang San, there are still many people in the Jiang clan who can't get enough to eat, right?" Yang Quan asked.

"This..."Jiang San hesitated and said, "Mortals have always been underfed, and this has been the case since ancient times. ”

Yang Quan sighed slightly and said, "I don't care about other tribes, since I am a tribal immortal master now, then everyone in this tribe must be full." ”

Jiang San and the black-shirted guards, as well as the maids on the side, were all stunned.

"The food that mortals eat should be very cheap, right? How much can a spirit stone be exchanged?" asked Yang Quan.

"This..."Jiang San thought for a while and said, "I should be able to exchange a lot, but I have never been out of the clan, so I don't know the specifics." ”

Yang Quan thought for a moment and said, "Later, I will go to the surrounding tribes and come back in exchange for some food, but exchanging food from other tribes is not a long-term solution, and the tribe still has to be self-sufficient." ”

Jiang San and the others didn't understand very well, although they understood every word Yang Quan said, but they didn't understand it together, in Quanzhou, mortals are always the lowest, they are like leeks planted by monks, as long as they are not extinct, then they will not take it very seriously.

In the eyes of Quanzhou immortal cultivators, no matter how well the development of mortal tribes is, once the beast tide comes, those mortals will only have a dead end, except for a few top sects in Quanzhou, which can protect a group of mortals from dying, no other monk has no way, which leads to the fact that once the beast tide comes, those so-called tribal guardian immortal masters will immediately leave with their cronies and a small group of mortals as seeds.

When the beast tide left, the immortal master brought those mortals back and let them multiply on their own. Over time, for thousands of years, almost all Quanzhou monks treated mortals as crops or even livestock, and no one cared about how mortals lived.

Jiang San's eyes were a little puzzled, and most of those black-shirted guards were the same, but since Yang Quan was now the reality of the clan, no one dared to disobey him.

After eating breakfast, Yang Quan took Jiang San away, and he couldn't finish a large table of dishes, and motioned for the others in the hall to continue eating. Yang Quan took Jiang San to the dragon boat and motioned for Jiang San to take off in the dragon boat and head towards the surrounding tribes.

Jiang San had never been out of the Jiang clan, and he didn't know where to go, Yang Quan thought about it and pointed in a direction, he had passed by here, and vaguely remembered that in that direction, about a day's journey, there was a tribe that was not small.

This is the first time he walked out of the tribe, he drove the flying boat slowly in the direction of Yang Quan's pointing, along the way through the mountains, rivers, plains and valley bottoms, he found for the first time that the world was so big, he was in his twenties this year, and he had been living in the tribe for more than twenty years before, although he also knew that this world was far more than the size of the tribe, but in the end it was not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.

"My lord, we're going... Do you want to buy grain?" Jiang San asked.

Yang Quan nodded.

"In order to feed all the tribesmen?"

Yang Quan nodded again, and said: "That's right, you don't have to doubt anything too much, my temperament, you should also understand it these days, I won't covet your Jiang clan, after you build the foundation, this clan will still be yours." ”

Jiang San thought for a long time and said: "I proposed to be a tribal immortal master at that time, because I felt that I could do better than that, I didn't want people of the same clan to suffer, I felt that I could understand the pain of people of the same clan, I could save them from fire and water, at least better than the old thief when he lived, but... Compared with my predecessors, my thoughts are still far behind, Jiang San begged his predecessors to always be the immortal master of my Jiang clan. ”

Yang Quan still shook his head and said, "I'm not a very determined person, and I do many things on a whim, including this one I'm doing now. Because of my sympathy, I want to make your Jiang clan's life better, but sympathy is not a very long-term motivation, if you want the tribe to live better, I will help you to a certain extent, but the most important thing is yourself. ”

"I have my own business, and I won't delay my own business because of your clan, do you understand?"

Jiang San nodded gloomily, and Yang Quan continued: "The only one who can save your clan and make your clan's life better is you, and when you become a foundation building period monk and you become an immortal master of this clan, then what you want to do is up to you." Even if the monsters and beasts are rampant in Quanzhou, there is a good tribal life, rich in products, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. I've seen you, and if you're interested, I can take you to see it and learn about it. ”

"Thank you, seniors, juniors understand. ”

Jiang San knew in his heart that this was the Jiang clan's own business, and it was irresponsible and unreliable to pin all his hopes on his predecessors.

"Do you really want to make the tribe's life better?" Yang Quan asked suddenly.

Jiang San nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Managing the clan is a very complicated matter, you first cultivate seriously, and when it comes to the foundation building period, I will hand you some things, the strength in Quanzhou is still very important, if you want the tribe to live well, the first condition is that your own cultivation must be high, otherwise, if a third- or fourth-level demon beast comes to attack, it will be enough for you to suffer." ”

While the two were chatting, the dragon boat was also moving slowly, and a day later, it was finally another tribe in the wilderness, Yang Quan signaled Jiang San to stop the flying boat, and no longer marched on the edge of the other tribe, and at the same time, a messenger was played, floating to the center of the tribe.

It is a very rude thing to rashly break into the other party's clan, and even something provocative, Yang Quan said to Jiang San.