After eating, Mu Yang left everyone behind.

"I don't know what to discuss?" the old man of the Great Desolate Sword Sect asked.

Mu Yang thought about it carefully, how to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope to establish an economic community in the Northern Wilderness. ”

"What does this mean?" everyone looked at each other, not understanding what Mu Yang wanted to express.

"That is, we can build an organization like a coalition. Mu Yang took out a small slip from his arms.

"Now we know that there are definitely not so many pigs on the surface, in addition to the dynasty and our Seven Feelings Sect, I believe that there will also be pigs in some powerful sects. ”

Mu Yang shrugged his shoulders, "You don't have to be nervous, I'm not saying that I want you to take out the pigs, but I can help you raise pigs, and even train you in pig raising skills." ”

"You're just a seven-year-old kid, you know how to raise pigs?"

"That's right, Long Daoyou didn't dare to say that he could raise pigs. ”

Mu Yang touched his nose: "My father-in-law, he is really not very good at raising pigs. ”

As soon as Mu Yang's words came out, it was like a fried pan below, and he was a little grumpy, and jumped up directly.

"Arrogant, very arrogant. An old man jumped up and pointed at Mu Yang's nose.

Although he was also wondering why the old dragon man didn't come out to speak, he still jumped up.

Mu Yang recognized him at a glance, this person wanted to exchange the portrait of their ancestor with Mu Yang for a piece of meat here, but Mu Yang refused.

"That ......" the old dragon man said in the noise, "this aspect is really hard to say, I suspect that he was a pig in his last life, and my pig is like seeing his own father when he sees him." ”

"......," Mu Yang rolled his eyes, "You are the pig's father." ”

Long Xiaoxia glared at Mu Yang.

"The reincarnation of the Divine Pig?" I don't know who muttered.

"To get back to the point, the Seven Emotions Sect can provide you with technical support, but you also have to pay a certain fee, but the most important thing is that we need to connect the entire Northern Wilderness, if we go our separate ways, we will only get poorer and poorer. ”

Mu Yang's eyes glanced at the sects that were picking on the door and grabbing things, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Just from the most basic face-to-face, for example, you want to eat watermelon today, but you don't, there are only two nests of melons left, what should you do?"

The person who was pointed out was stunned for a moment: "Our sect grows watermelons." ”

"I mean, what if?"

"Cultivation, whenever I want to eat something, I will cultivate, or I will not cultivate to the Mahayana. The man and the people around him laughed.

It seems that this is the normal life of their sect......

The fourth elder sneakily leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Then are you happy?"

"......" The man froze, being asked this simple but profound question.

He muttered to himself, "yes, am I happy, I should be happy, I laughed......"

Mu Yang slapped the table, "You are not really happy! Your smile is just your protective color!"

"What a sentence that hits the heart. The old dragon man nodded secretly.

Mu Yang slapped the table and chased after the victory, "This is the sunshine support plan that we planned with the dynasty, and the premise is that we all need to open our hearts." ”

The old dragon man thought about it carefully, and also felt that it was profitable, and when others looked at it, he also nodded passively.

"It's nonsense, how can the essence of our sect be known to others!"

An old man walked out of the gate with a wave of his sleeves.

When he took the lead, many people also scolded, turned around and went out of the door.

Mu Yang paid attention to it, and if anyone left without confidence, Mu Yang asked the master to secretly keep it.

When almost no one left, Mu Yang closed the door, "I know that there must be people you know in those people just now, you can see them, those are all people with pigs at home, maybe there are some other domestic animals." ”

Those who have 500 yuan in their pockets are definitely not willing to talk about getting rich together with those who have 8 yuan and 2 cents in their pockets.

Now many people are looking for two dollars in their pockets, and some of them have found that their brother sect is the one who patted the table and left, and the gap in their hearts suddenly occupied their hearts.

"What's that way to get rich?" someone asked.

"If there are resources, I want people to communicate with each other, make connections, and jointly fund repairs between our respective territories, hence the name 'Highway'. ”

"The cost is too high, we don't have many resources in the first place, and we have to spend a lot of effort to build roads, so the ingredients for a day are only enough for one meal......

Mu Yang nodded, "If this is the problem, we can set up a toll station at the entrance of a certain area after the road is built, and if there is a trade exchange, we can collect tolls to supplement the consumption of road repair." ”

"Toll...... the young man from the Great Wilderness Sword Sect asked his master in a low voice, "Master, is it the kind we collected a few days ago?"

The old man's eyes glared, "Shut up! What nonsense, the toll is the work of bandits, when will we collect it!"

"It's the day I lost my sword......"

"Shut up!"

Several people shook their heads: "How many people can't get in for hundreds of years, waiting to pay the toll? ”

"So this is the problem now, it's not because our sect is closed now, and there is no contact, but after it is established, my Seven Feelings Sect can sell spiritual soil, as well as pig feed for crops or pig cultivation. Mu Yang took out a handful of pig feed and a box of spiritual soil that had been buried with mashed potatoes before.

"I want to bring some of this pig feed back to the East China Sea......," Zhu Wushuang said.

Mu Yang nodded: "Let's talk about this later." ”

This is only a first-class pig feed, I don't know what kind of pig feed can be used in the future.

The cultivation of spiritual soil is not difficult, Mu Yang just mashed the potatoes and buried them in the ground, after Mu Yang came back, he had already planted potatoes and nest melons, there was spiritual soil, and there was no need to follow the season.

"Let the old man see. ”

The old man of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect took the soil, his expression was solemn, he poked a little with his finger, stuffed it into his mouth and stirred it around.

Then he closed his eyes, slowly raised his head, and the muscles on his face twitched unconsciously.

"Well, cargo A. ”

The old man opened his eyes and glared at Mu Yang, "What hey, how can you scold people?"

"It's not ......," Mu Yang covered his face.

"But this spiritual land is indeed full of spiritual power, and the old man was fortunate enough to go to the demon clan once, and even the land of the demon clan is not as rich in spiritual power as this spiritual land. ”

Mu Yang's eyes flickered, "That's right, as long as you sprinkle this soil evenly in your own field, your spiritual power will be enough to support one or two plantings." ”

Everyone looked at the box of soil in Mu Yang's hand, and suddenly, killing intent was everywhere in the hall.