Jiang Sanyi didn't answer for a while, he had never seen so many spirit stones, as well as various materials and so on. After seeing these things, he was stunned when he heard Yang Quan say that the remaining half was his.

"If you have these things... I'm sure I'll be able to cultivate to the foundation building stage... Definitely..."

Yang Quan smiled slightly, took out a storage bag, handed it to Jiang San, and said, "This storage bag is for you, you can take the things here, I will live here during this time." During this time, he was nominally the immortal master of this tribe, so the original residence of the middle-aged monk naturally belonged to him.

Jiang San was overjoyed, took the storage bag and thanked him again, and then put all the remaining things into the storage bag.

For three days, Yang Quan supported Jiang San, grabbed some people from the Immortal Mansion, released some people home, and some took them for his own use. Although Yang Quan does not want to stain his hands with blood, but if some people don't kill, there will be endless troubles, the middle-aged monk has done a lot of evil, but he also has his own cronies and relatives, if these people are not eliminated, staying in the immortal mansion will be a disaster, and sooner or later something will happen.

These people killed are all damned people, this is not that Yang Quan excused himself, he didn't know what these people did before, when Jiang San and those maids, in front of everyone, told them one by one, Yang Quan was extremely disgusted in his heart, waved his hand and motioned Jiang San to kill them all, he used to rely on that middle-aged monk to be powerful, and he didn't know how many lives there were in his hands, and many were tortured and killed.

The middle-aged monk did not accept apprentices, and all the heirs born did not have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, and before relying on Lao Tzu's power, all of them did all kinds of evil, and they were all killed, more than a dozen wives and concubines, and seven or eight died, these people were killed, Yang Quan dared to say that he was worthy of his conscience, and he would feel sorry if he didn't kill him.

In addition to these people, the black-shirted guards, and some maids, who did a lot of evil, and Yang Quan was not soft, all of them were pointed out and locked up.

These people were all executed in public, and Yang Quan had them tied up in the center of the town, and people from various villages were invited to witness them, and after their charges were read, the remaining black-shirted guards were killed one by one.

"Senior, isn't it normal for an immortal cultivator to kill a few mortals? This is not an offense at all? Yes, they are not immortal cultivators, but they are the direct family members of immortal cultivators?" Jiang San asked puzzled.

"If in the future your heirs or..."

"If my children and relatives do such a thing, I can't guarantee that I will kill them, but I will definitely punish them severely. Yang Quan said.

This did not conform to the three views of the people of this immortal cultivation world, but Yang Quan insisted on doing so. Jiang San and the others looked at each other in confusion, Yang Quan could see it clearly, in anyone's opinion, Yang Quan's actions and remarks could be said to be stupid, but Yang Quan still insisted.

The mass grave behind the immortal mansion, Yang Quan, who was tired of white bones, was silent for a long time, a person who did not mix well had a lot to do with his temperament and way of looking at things, Yang Quan was a dick in his previous life, and he is still now, his character flaws have caused him a lot of inconvenience, but he still insisted, because in his own opinion, he was like this anyway, and he was too lazy to change.

"I don't know how long I'll stick to this idea, maybe in the future when I become a big man, I'll become like these people, with wives and concubines killing people like hemp, treating others like animals, but at least I can hold on for now. Yang Quan thought silently in his heart.

Three days passed quickly, most of the original mistress and little master of the Immortal Mansion died, and there was no need for so many maids and slaves to guard, Yang Quan dismissed most of the people, leaving only a dozen people to take care of everything in the Immortal Mansion.

There are only thirty or forty thousand people in this tribe in total, and coupled with the low productivity of mortals in this era, it is extremely difficult to feed the group of arrogant and lascivious people in the original Immortal Mansion. Among these 30,000 or 40,000 people, many did not even have a pair of shoes, and the level of poverty made Yang Quan almost unbelievable. Seventy percent of the people are not enough to eat all year round, and before the Immortal Mansion reraised these mortals almost completely as two-legged livestock.

...

On a small mountainside to the north of the tribe, Yang Quan took Jiang San to a small pool, looking at the moss all over the ground, several fireballs appeared on Yang Quan's fingertips.

When Jiang San saw this fireball, his heart suddenly froze, and he took half a step back, this move made Yang Quan very helpless, he was so guarded, but forget it. Several fireballs flew out and landed next to the pond, quickly steaming the moss dry.

"Is the cave just below this pool?" Yang Quan asked.

"Yes, senior. Jiang San replied respectfully.

Yang Quan's divine sense scanned the bottom of the pool, and indeed found a trace of abnormal fluctuations, which seemed to be some kind of formation, which was produced after a long period of disrepair. He wanted to find out, but it was not convenient to dive directly, because once he went down and broke the formation, then the water poured into the cave, wouldn't it be troublesome for himself.

He looked at the terrain around him, estimated the depth of the pool, and began to carve into the rocks with his flying sword.

The power of the top-level flying sword was indeed huge, and the bluestone mountain rock was quickly split and taken away like a wooden block under the bombardment of the flying sword, and about two quarters of an hour later, an aqueduct opened from the edge of the pond to the side of the mountain stream.

The water in the pond slowly leaked out, and the water level gradually decreased, but the bottom of the pond seemed to be very deep, and there was still a lot of water left, and there was no way to send this water through the aqueduct.

"Senior, I'm going to find two farmers and I'm making two wooden buckets so that they can drain the water in this pool. Jiang San said.

Yang Quan shook his head, and with a communication talisman in his hand, he headed directly towards the Immortal Mansion in the center of the clan. Not long after, a flying dragon boat sailed over, and more than a dozen black-shirted youths came down from above, all carrying utensils in their hands, and came to the two of them.

"Empty the water inside, be careful, the edges are slippery. Yang Quan commanded.

"Yes, Immortal Master!"

More than a dozen people held various utensils in a row, constantly sending out water, and soon a hole appeared at the bottom of the pond, Yang Quan stared at this hole, his eyes were slightly confused, this shape seemed to be some... Like a copper kettle?

Yang Quan took out the copper kettle he got from the middle-aged monk's hand, compared the hole, and found that it was basically the same except for the size.

Looking at this palm-sized passage, Yang Quan thought about it, this copper furnace didn't look like a serious magic weapon, recalling the auctions he had participated in, he felt that this thing seemed to be a refining magic weapon!

Either it is to refine the elixir, or it is to refine the auxiliary magic weapon of other magic weapons, this should be the real use of this thing, but although this magic weapon is an auxiliary magic weapon, the level should not be low, and if it is used for battle, the flames that are spawned are still very scary.

"Spread out and retreat a little farther. ”

Yang Quan suddenly said, he had a guess in his heart, but he didn't know if it was right or not, he needed to verify it.

Those black-shirted young men with various utensils in their hands did not hesitate at all when they heard this, and immediately withdrew far away, while Jiang San hesitated a little and retreated back with them.

Yang Quan shook his head slightly, maybe he was too kind, which caused this Jiang San to have a little more ideas...