Thinking of this, Zhang Xuanji stopped cultivating.

He got up and returned to the fishing village in the sun.

Zhang Xuanji looked at the village that was gradually becoming lively, and greeted the familiar villagers, but he knew in his heart that this might be the last time he lived in a fishing village in an ordinary state.

Today, when the sun sets and the earth is yin and yang, it is the time for you to step into the ranks of cultivators.

Since then, I have embarked on the path of cultivation with people and fighting, and I am the supreme path, and there is no idle chess pieces and lanterns, and there is no such a comfortable pastoral life.

Zhang Xuanji returned to the village and accompanied Yaya to play around the village all morning.

The villagers were eager to sell last night's fish, and the merchants who came to collect the fish directly used several large trucks to pull all the fish away.

The village chief kept this large amount of money for the time being, and planned to distribute it to each household according to a certain proportion, preparing to purchase winter clothes and quilts.

Zhang Xuanji didn't bother with these things, but kept accompanying Yaya to play outside.

It wasn't until noon that the two went home sweating profusely to eat.

Not long after lunch, the village suddenly became lively, and it seemed that something big had happened.

Hearing the commotion outside, Zhang Xuanji frowned slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and there was a faint sense of bad blessing in his heart

Zhang Xuanji stood up "Teng", not daring to hesitate at all.

He looked at Tang Wan and said, "Something must have happened, take Yaya to hide!"

Zhang Xuanji had already been promoted to the Hongmeng Dao Body at this time, and his premonition in the dark was very accurate.

When Tang Huan heard this, his face couldn't help but change slightly: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xuanji's face was solemn, and before he could say anything, he broke in: "Sister-in-law, Xuanji, Song Yu, who is known as Song Ye, ordered someone to send a lot of things to our village, quilts and winter clothes, thanks to Xuanji's scorching sparks and vines, which cured Sister Song's illness!"

Zhang Xuanji frowned slightly, could it be that his hunch was wrong?

No! Never! There must be something wrong!

Zhang Xuanji looked at Tang Wan and Yaya: "Mom, sister, you stay at home, I'll go over and take a look!"

Tang Wan and Zhang Xuanji's eyes met, and they nodded knowingly, and stayed in the house with Yaya in their arms.

Zhang Xuanji followed the villagers who came to report the news out of the door, and Tang Wan immediately closed the door, came to the kitchen to lift a floor, and hid in with Yaya.

When the house was first built, this cave was built to hide from bandits who might break into the village and rob it.

Zhang Xuanji's eyes just now Tang Wan saw it clearly, and felt that things didn't seem to be simple, so for the sake of safety, Tang Wan took Yaya and hid in this cave.

Zhang Xuanji followed the villager out of the door and went straight to the square in the center of the village.

At this moment, the square in the center of the village was crowded with people on the inside and outside of the three floors.

On several carriages in the square, there are many clothes such as quilts and cotton clothes, as well as many easy-to-preserve foods and vegetables, as well as various meats.

More than a dozen people dressed as family members put these things in the center, looking at the crowded villagers with a hint of disdain and displeasure in their eyes.

Before Zhang Xuanji approached, he heard someone shouting: "Xuanji is coming! Xuanji is coming!"

The villagers turned their heads to look over, their eyes focused on Zhang Xuanji's body, and consciously gave way.

Zhang Xuanji did not hesitate, and walked straight in, Niu Er was the first to greet him, and the old village chief stood there on crutches and looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Xuanji walked next to the village chief and called out respectfully: "Grandpa the village chief!"

The old village chief stroked his beard and smiled, and patted Zhang Xuanji's shoulder: "Xuanji, good! You are really good! You are the lucky star of our fishing village!"

Zhang Xuanji's brows furrowed when he heard this, and the middle-aged man in the purple robe led by the group of family members stepped forward, only glanced at Zhang Xuanji, and after noticing the other party's shabby clothes, he didn't bother to look at it again, looked away, and asked with a contemptuous and proud face: "You are Zhang Xuanji?"

Zhang Xuanji looked at each other and nodded slightly: "I am Zhang Xuanji!"

The middle-aged man in the eight-character beard purple robe slapped a thick account book in his hand in Zhang Xuanji's arms, with a smug expression: "This is the medicine you picked cured my sister's illness, my Song Ye is happy, reward your things, the roster is here, you can take a look! As for how to deal with it, it's up to you!"

After Zhang Xuanji took the account book, he handed it directly to the old village chief.

He looked at the purple-robed middle-aged man and asked with some confusion, "Song Yu just asked you and me to send these things?"

The purple-robed middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xuanji with a look of disdain: "So many things can't satisfy you?

"I've delivered the stuff anyway, let's go!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man waved his hand, and those family members responded in unison, and a group of people left in a mighty manner.

Zhang Xuanji couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that these people really left like this.

Could it be that my premonition was wrong?

Zhang Xuanji couldn't help but be a little suspicious, until these people swaggered away.

Although the middle-aged attitude of the eight-character Hu Zipao is a little contemptuous of people, he was ordered to come to the fishing village to deliver these things, and a sense of superiority is also due to human nature.

Zhang Xuanji didn't bother too much, looked at the old village chief and Niu Erdao: "Village chief, Second Uncle Niu, you can take a look at these things and send them to the villagers, right?"

Hearing Zhang Xuanji's words, the villagers' eyes suddenly lit up.

The old village chief hurriedly shook his head and said, "Xuanji, these things were given to you by them, how can they be distributed to all the villagers? These are your private property!"

Zhang Xuanji smiled slightly: "Since it is my private property, then bother the village chief to help me distribute it to the villagers who need it!"

After Zhang Xuanji finished, he turned around and left, and the old village chief looked at Zhang Xuanji's back and nodded with satisfaction.

The old village chief immediately called a few villagers and instructed them to take some meat and vegetables, and ten quilts, three cotton clothes suitable for Tang Wan, Yaya and Zhang Xuanji, as well as some other things, to send to Tang Wan's family first.

The old village chief looked at the villagers and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, these things were given to Zhang Xuanji by others, but he wanted to take them out and distribute them to the people in need in the village, so I decided to take out those and send them to Zhang Xuanji, and we will divide the rest, and the villagers may not think that I am biased!"

"Old village chief, we all understand!

"That's it, village chief, you have always been fair, how do you divide it, we will listen to you!"

All the villagers spoke out one after another, and they respected the old village chief very much, and they all looked like they were obeying the arrangement.

Long live the Sword Emperor