Chapter 127 Statistics

Not long after, in the center of the tribe, a light flew in, followed by a flying boat.

"I'm sorry to bother you. If you have the surname Yang again, dare to ask what you call Daoyou?" Yang Quan got up and flew out, and spoke first.

The person who came stopped and retreated, it was a mid-stage foundation monk dressed as a scholar, and after seeing Yang Quan, his face was a little unhappy.

"What's the matter with the surname Li?" asked Li Shusheng cautiously.

"Li Daoyou, that's the case, the food that mortals in my tribe have eaten recently is a little tribal, and I want to exchange the spirit stone for some with Daoyou. Yang Quan said directly.

This time it was Li Shusheng's turn to be a little stunned, and he hesitated and asked, "Mortal food?" Li Shusheng asked a little strangely, and then turned back to the people on the flying boat, and after asking, he finally agreed.

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The flying boat returned with a full load of grain, which seemed to be a lot, more than 100,000 catties, but there were 20,000 or 30,000 people in the tribe, and all of this grain was divided, and it was not enough to eat for a few days.

Jiang San drove the flying boat back, while Yang Quan thought about it, the grain in Quanzhou was much more expensive than Cangzhou, more than ten times. In that part of Cangzhou, there is no attack of demon beasts, and the places where mortals will be able to plant are all occupied, so the price of food is low, and Quanzhou, the immortal master of a tribe, can protect the limited places, and those mortals can't find too many places to cultivate, and the yield is very small.

And because mortals die in the beast tide from generation to generation, most of the surviving mortals are not good at farming, but because they are relatively close to the immortal masters, or they are young, the cultivation methods are very backward, and the yield is even lower.

He had a headache, and the boasted Haikou felt a little round. Forget it, let's take a look at the farming methods of these people after we go back, if we can improve the farming methods and increase some arable area, then the food problem can also be solved.

"Huh?"

Just as he was frowning and thinking of a solution, a third-level demon beast in the distance suddenly approached the flying boat, this was a third-level flying demon beast, its wings were like iron flying in the air, its claws were hidden deep in its abdomen, and its eyes were flashing with sharp mangs, and it stared at this flying boat.

When Yang Quan saw this third-level demon beast, his face was not shocked or happy, he was in a bad mood, it was great to have such a demon beast to vent to himself.

"Don't panic, leave it to me. It's not far from the tribe here, you drive the flying boat back first, and I'll catch up with you after I destroy this monster." Yang Quan said to the pale-faced Jiang San.

Jiang San saw the ferocity of this demon beast, listening to the sound of the clanging feathers, he was very frightened, he only had the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, and he could barely control the flying boat, if this kind of demon beast was to face it, he would not be able to hold it for even a second, and it would turn into food in the other party's belly.

The flying demon beast was approaching, its size was half a flying boat, Jiang San's face became more and more pale, but Yang Quan was comforting on the side, and his behavior was quite calm.

"It's not a good thing that there is such a demon beast in such a place so close to the tribe, so let's solve it as soon as possible. ”

Yang Quan controlled the shuttle and took the initiative to meet it, it was not difficult for him to deal with this demon beast, but if the other party found an opportunity to destroy the flying boat, it would be a little troublesome, so much food, his storage equipment could not be loaded.

The evil qi on his body was thick, and he drove the flying shuttle to approach the flying demon beast, and the flying demon beast sensed Yang Quan's cultivation, as well as the evil qi on his body, and the demon beast almost turned around and left.

Yang Quan smiled slightly, the flying demon beast wanted to escape, if it was other mid-stage monks, he might have a headache in the face of such a situation, but in addition to being a mid-stage foundation building monk, speed is also his specialty, he has a trace of Qingluan blood, and the speed is already a little faster than a monk of the same level, plus Yan Xingdu, and the flying escape charm in his hand.

"Hehe..." a chuckle came out of his mouth, turning into a streamer of light, chasing towards the place where the third-level demon beast flew away.

Only half a quarter of an hour later, he caught up with the third-level flying demon beast, and after a fight, it only took him two quarters of an hour to kill the third-level demon beast with only a top-level flying sword.

He who cultivates the method of blood evil, his mana is no worse than those who have cultivated special exercises, and the magic weapon is top-notch, plus the cultivation is to suppress this three-level flying demon beast, it is reasonable to solve it so quickly.

Using the flying sword to support the body of this third-level demon beast, Yang Quan happily walked towards the Jiang clan, although the flesh and blood of this demon beast was not enough for everyone in the central town to eat, but it was enough for the remaining people in the Immortal Master's Mansion to eat for five or six days.

Not to mention the blood of demon beasts, it can be used for alchemy or for people who have cultivated the method of blood evil, and beast meat is also a good thing, which contains a lot of spiritual energy, and if it is eaten by low-level monks, it will quickly improve its cultivation and enter the realm.

Because he had to take the corpse of this demon beast with him, he went back a little slowly, and by the time he reached the central town of the tribe, it was already nearly an hour later. When his retreat came to the sky above the town, all those mortals gathered at the gate of the immortal mansion and kowtowed.

"Get up. Yang Quan frowned, he didn't like it in his heart, he would be happy if others respected him, but he really couldn't accept it if he knelt down and kowtowed at every turn.

The body of the third-level demon beast was thrown by him on a clearing, whether it was the guards and maids in the immortal mansion or the people in the town, they all shouted loudly: "The immortal master is mighty!"

Yang Quan shook his head, glanced at Jiang San, who came to the gods, and asked, "What did you do?" let them do what they should do, I don't like this." ”

Jiang San showed an embarrassed look and said, "Senior Mingjian, I originally planned to encourage everyone to welcome you... But in fact, before I could do it, these people learned that the Immortal Master had brought food for them, so they spontaneously..."

"When the old thief was here, he liked this set the most, these people are used to it... If you have managed the juniors, you can guarantee that they are sincere this time. ”

Yang Quan looked at these people and said loudly: "Disperse, the food will be distributed to you." He unleashed his momentum, his voice full of majesty, and the people of the town hurriedly retreated.

More than a dozen black-shirted guards lifted the body of the flying demon beast and entered the Immortal Mansion.

"The food will be distributed tomorrow, so that those people can receive it, whether it is from the town or from the surrounding villages, the food must be the same. I have already extracted the blood of that demon beast, and the meat of the beast will be handed over to the kitchen, today we will improve our lives, and everyone in the fairy mansion will have a share. Yang Quan instructed Jiang San.

Several black-shirted guards nodded yes and went down to carry out the execution.

"And this is not a long-term solution, starting tomorrow we will go to see the cultivated land of the tribe and make them self-sufficient as soon as possible. How much arable land and how many people are there in the tribe?" Seeing the embarrassed looks on these people's faces, Yang Quan knew the answer, sighed a little in his heart, and said, "Then let's start counting tomorrow." ”

Yang Quan has already made up his mind to pay attention and spend a month or two, or even half a year, to help this tribe improve. His cultivation has fallen into a period of relatively slow progress, even if there is beast blood, he can't improve his cultivation much, because the strength of his divine consciousness is somewhat insufficient, and if he wants to improve his divine consciousness, all he needs is the accumulation of time.