As for Chen Yuxiang himself, he entered the Sea Kingdom again and began to study the fifth level of "'Chaos' Casting God True Solution". What remains in the main hall is just an incarnation of divine power!

Fast forward as a few years passed.

Around Xiaolong Mountain, some changes have also taken place.

In the vicinity of Xiaolong Mountain, there were originally three major bandit forces, each of which controlled some of the surrounding god villages. The world is as black as a crow, and the three major forces all levy taxes on these god-man villages, and the tax amount is the same as that required by the city lord's mansion, but the difference is twice a year.

Now that the tax amount of Xiaolongshan has been halved and changed to once a year, the burden on the gods in the surrounding villages has naturally been greatly reduced. The three bandit forces are next to each other, and the gods and demigods in the nearby villages know about this, and many of them have come to live in the villages here with their families. In this way, there are more and more people in the villages around Xiaolong Mountain, while the population of the villages under the other two major forces is getting smaller and smaller.

Ordinary gods are poor, but they can't stand the crowd. For any bandit force, taxes are their most important pillar of finance, and robbery is not a regular occurrence, after all, 'fat' sheep do not happen very often.

Xiaolongshan's actions are tantamount to violating the interests of the other two bandit forces. The other two bandit forces sent people to 'negotiate' several times, but the messengers sent were all directly killed by Xiao Mao.

The two bandit forces were extremely angry, but they did not dare to rashly attack Xiaolong Mountain. Because they also knew that Xiaolong Mountain had changed its owner, and the original three masters had been killed by the new big bosses, and they directly took the mountain. Their strength was not as good as the original Xiaolong Mountain, so they had to swallow their anger.

However, any force needs economic sources. In order to survive, the two sides have coincidentally increased the exploitation of the villagers in the area, which naturally accelerated the speed of the villagers' exodus.

Fortunately, in the divine realm, the village is fixed. After all, the villages around Xiaolong Mountain can accommodate a limited number of villagers, and Xiaolong Mountain has not expanded externally, so under their rule, there are still some villagers.

However, the income of the bandits is also getting smaller and smaller, and naturally people's hearts are also fluctuating.

Ten years after Chen Yuxiang occupied Xiaolong Mountain.

Podong Village, a village near Xiaolong Mountain.

A dozen warriors strode into the village and came to the village chief's house.

A moment later, the bell rang, and the village chief stood outside the 'door' and shouted, "The tax has been collected!" The villagers came to the courtyard of the village chief's house with the tax due.

The tax of Xiaolong Mountain is a sacred stone for each family with a god person, and if there is a demigod in the family, a little local local product is paid. The gods also pay attention to material enjoyment, and there is no shortage of things to eat, drink and play, and local specialties are also very popular on Xiaolong Mountain.

"Wang Li, it's you who will collect taxes this year!" said a woman.

"Auntie, you're here!" the soldier at the head was tall, nodded to the 'woman' and smiled, "I am from our village, of course I am here to collect taxes! ”

"Hey, what's the matter, life is much better now than before! Don't you see that people from other places are running to our village? How many people's 'daughters' want to marry my son!" The 'woman' smiled heartily, "Thanks to the new king on the mountain!"

"Yes, yes!" the people who came to pay the tax also began to talk.

These ordinary gods and demigods are like mortals in the lower planes, and they have no more requirements. Xiaolongshan reduced the number of taxes, and their life was better than that of other villages, and they were extremely satisfied with the slightest superiority.

The people who came to collect taxes came from this village. In the past, if you went back to your village to collect taxes, you would inevitably be scolded by the villagers, so no one wanted to go back to your village to collect taxes. And now when he returns to his village, he is treated as a guest.

There are more than 10,000 villagers in Podong Village, and it also took some time to pay taxes. Wang Li and a dozen warriors were busy for a long time, collecting all the sacred stones and native products, and then said goodbye to the villagers and walked towards the outside of the village.

"Captain, look!" shouted a soldier as he pointed to the dense forest not far away.

"People from Shuangyashan!" Wang Lin looked at the dozens of gods with weapons outside the dense forest, his face was cold, and he strode forward with a war knife and said, "What are you doing here!"

"What else can you do, collect taxes!" the second-level god man at the head said coldly.

"This is the territory of our Xiaolong Mountain, and you are not the army of Jiulan City, why do you come to us to collect taxes! Get out of here! Otherwise, we are welcome!" Wang Li said angrily.

"It's true that this is the territory of Xiaolong Mountain, but twenty percent of the villagers have escaped from our Shuangyashan sphere of influence. We're here today to collect their taxes!" The second-level god man sneered, "Why, isn't this okay? you want to 'force' us to death!"

"When you arrive here, you are the villagers of Podong Village, protected by my Xiaolong Mountain!" Wang Li said coldly, "If you want to enter the village, first ask me if I agree to the war knife in my hand!"

"Kill!" The second-level god man didn't talk nonsense, and rushed over with a loud shout.

"Kill!" Wang Li's face turned cold, and he also shouted loudly, and greeted the second-level godman.

Both sides are considered armies, so naturally they have no intention of fighting alone. The warriors on both sides rushed up, both low-level artifacts in their hands, and each beckoned to the other. The power of the laws of each 'color' flashed, and from time to time someone fell down with a knife, and the edge of the dense forest was instantly stained red with blood.

"Captain, there are too many of them, we can't beat them!" a soldier slashed down an enemy with a sword, and shouted to Wang Li, "You go back and report to the second master!"

"Okay!" Wang Li's eyes were bloody, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, retreating out of the battlefield. Half of his fighters were already dead and wounded, and if they continued to fight, they would have to give them all an explanation.

The remaining warriors howled to stop the enemy for Wang Li, and after Wang Li cut down the two first-level gods, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Xiaolong Mountain.

The two second-level gods chased them out, but they were stopped by the second-level godmen who were the leader: "Don't chase it, let him go!"

The remaining few warriors were instantly cut to the ground, and the second-level god man led by him smiled coldly, pointed to the village and said, "Let's go, let's go collect taxes!"

Dozens of people strode into the village with artifacts in hand, leaving only a few people to clean up the battlefield. When the villagers saw these people, they were all shocked.

"The people of Shuangyashan! What are they doing here?!"

Dozens of soldiers from Shuangyashan came to the village chief's house, and soon the bell rang again.

"What's going on? Didn't you just 'pay' the tax?" Most of the villagers didn't know why, and came to the village chief's compound with a confused face.

"We are the people of Shuangyashan! From now on, you will not only have to pay taxes to Xiaolong Mountain, but also pay taxes to us! Starting this year!" the leader of Shuangyashan sneered with his bloody sword.

"Fart!

"The days are just a little bit over, and you guys are going to make trouble!"

"You guys are like this, and you don't let people live!"

The villagers suddenly boiled, and their faces were full of 'excitement' and indignation. They are just ordinary people who want to live a little peaceful. If such a little wish is not realized, they are naturally extremely angry!

"You bastards of Shuangyashan, when the kings of Xiaolong Mountain come, they will chop you up one by one!" a 'woman' cried out angrily.

"Kill!" the bandit leader snorted.

Shout!

A flash of sword light, the 'woman's head) was in a different place, and blood gushed out. A second-level god snorted coldly and returned to his place.

There was silence in the compound, and the villagers kept their mouths shut.

Although many of them are themselves Godmen, most of them are only first-class Godmen. There are a few second-level gods, but they don't have artifacts in their hands. And these people from Shuangyashan, whether they are first-level gods or second-level gods, all have artifacts in their hands.

Everyone knows how much difference there is between a god with an artifact and a god without an artifact. Although there are only a few dozen people on the other side, if they really want to fight, they can only die in vain.

The bandit leader smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go back and prepare! Each god has a divine stone, and a demigod has half a piece." 'Handover' here in half an hour, otherwise, you will wait for death!"

Looking at everyone's angry eyes, the bandit leader was even more proud, paused slightly, and added: "Of course, it turns out that the villagers in my Shuangyashan sphere of influence, if they are willing to go back, they will still be taxed according to the original tax amount!"

The crowd was silent, and no one said anything. The fact of blood is in front of us, and no one wants to die senselessly.

Many villagers returned to their homes and took out their treasured sacred stones and 'handed them over'. Other villagers quietly left the village. They couldn't pay enough divine stones, so in order to survive, they naturally had to run away.

From then on, they generally did not dare to come back. Because the soul of the man of God is strong, he will remember it when he sees it once. In the future, if you are encountered by the people of Shuangyashan, it will still be a dead end.

Some of the villagers returned to their original villages and returned to the sphere of influence of Shuangyashan. Since he has no advantage in Podong Village, he naturally has to leave.

All of this was seen by the leader of the bandits. However, he only sneered and did not say much, nor did he stop the fleeing villagers.

"My lord, I don't have enough sacred stones, can I replace them with these mountain goods?" a god man pleaded. That pile of mountain goods is also enough for the value of the divine stone.

"Kill!"

The sword light lit up, and the head fell to the ground.

"My lord, I have a lot of family, but there are really not so many!

"Kill!"

The sword flashed again, and another god fell to the ground.

Half an hour later.

"The taxes have been collected and the people have been killed, can you go?" said the village chief of Podong Village with a gloomy face.

The bandit leader smiled coldly and slashed off the village chief's head with a sword!

"Father!"

Several of the village chief's sons and daughters rushed over and cried, and the two wives also cried.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the bandit leader's mouth, and the sword flashed again!

The crying stopped abruptly, and there was blood all over the ground!

"Kill all the remaining people in the village, and not one of them will be spared!" the bandit leader smirked as he brandished his blood-dripping sword.

"Yes!"

Dozens of Shuangyashan bandits roared in unison and rushed out of the compound.

......

Xiaolong Mountain.

On the mountain road, a bloodied warrior gritted his teeth and ran wildly.

"Who's going to stop!" said two warriors from behind the boulder.

"It's me!"

"Captain Wang Li, what's going on?" said one of the soldiers in surprise, "Didn't you go back to Podong Village to collect taxes?

"Get out of the way, I want to see the second master!" Wang Li roared angrily.