Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

But the pain and pressure left by the ant hill were still there, so they organized in silence, carrying one or two weapons each, and some also took the light tools from the nearby shed, and headed out of the mountain together.

They kept in mind the entrustment of the two benefactors, chose the route to take, counted the number of people at all times so as not to get lost, let alone go to the dangerous place to investigate.

Fang Chang and Sang Ziping did not follow.

For these freed slaves, there should be no danger in the future. After all, for ordinary people who have been imprisoned for a long time, leaving this place of right and wrong as soon as possible is the current top priority.

Watching them disappear into the distance, Fang Chang withdrew his gaze and said with a smile:

"let's go."

"Well, the matter is over, it's time to leave." Sang Ziping smiled while smoothing his beard.

Then Fang Chang waved his hand, and the flowing water and the earth and stone giants on the other side of the main peak all dispersed, and Sang Ziping also finished casting the spell, so that those bamboo talismans that had turned into wooden soldiers and were not scattered by the impact of the monsters, recovered. The prototype was released and flew back to their hands.

Regardless of the situation behind them, they went straight to the northwest and went out of the mountain.

There is no one else here, so walking freely will not shock the world, so the two of them stretched their legs, and in an instant, they were several hills away, far away.

And this story was passed on by those who survived.

They didn't leave their names, but the enslaved people saw the costumes of the two, and then added some beautification and imagination, and rendered them with the illusion caused by the excitement when they were rescued. This makes the story a little mythical and grotesque.

And the process of those monsters being eliminated, combined with the shaking of the earth when the cave collapsed, was also covered with various imaginations.

It is said that the monsters were burned by the sky fire and then struck to death by lightning. Another said that two immortals summoned a flood and drowned the monsters like filling a mouse hole. The big hammer, the monsters come out of the hole and kill one by one...

A little more reliable would say that the twelve demon kings in Ant Mountain were captured by the immortals with magic power and tied there.

Then one immortal beat his hands with a ruler, and the pain pierced his bones every time; another immortal drew his sword and sliced, and the sliced ​​meat was as thin and transparent as paper... In this way, the two immortals tortured out a lot of treasures and made a lot of money. There is a lot of fun, and there is no limit to happiness.

And those idlers who always have a dream of getting rich like this version the most.

There are only a few families who have passed down the story of their ancestors being rescued by immortals. One of the two immortals holds a ruler, linen clothes and hemp shoes, and the other has a gourd hanging around his waist. This version failed to spread because it was too mediocre.

However, the rumors of Ant Mountain Duobao began to appear.

Indeed, there were warriors in the rivers and lakes who went into the mountains in twos and threes armed with weapons, found the caves left by the monsters, obtained a lot of wealth, and then confirmed this rumor. Those who are careful can also see from various traces that the property inside was snatched by monsters from the bottom of the mountain.

However, there were often fights during this process, because after all, some little demons with weak mana were left to watch the house, avoiding the encounter in front of the main cave. Fortunately, their fighting power is not strong, many of them are scared away when they see humans, and the rest are often not opponents.

In short, since then, Ant Mountain has never gathered any monsters to become popular.

On the contrary, the ants in the mountains are still active. Although they are all smaller than a grain of sand, the chimney-shaped nests they build in the mountains are more and more, and more and more... until the rainfall in the ant hill increases. , After getting wet, it gradually disappeared.

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The scenery in Guanzhong is very majestic. At this time, it is the turn of summer and autumn, and the surroundings are in a state of alternating lush greenery and colorful colors, while the common people live and work in peace and contentment. Whenever there are three meals, there is smoke everywhere.

The terrain here is rugged, the yellow land is extremely deep, and it has been cut into fragments by the raging river from the west for hundreds of millions of years. The wind blowing over the land intensifies the erosion of the land. Even if there are vegetation guarding it, the wind will round the edge of the cut land.

On the slightly flat land everywhere, especially in the valley area of ​​a large river, various grains are grown.

In addition to corn, all that is grown here is wheat.

Winter wheat is not popular now, and spring wheat is growing in the ground. It is now golden, but it is not yet the harvest season. The millet in the field was still glowing green, and Fang Chang knew that due to the good weather in Guanzhong this year, it must be another bumper harvest year.

The wheat planting area here is larger than that in the Central Plains, because the imperial court has been promoting it.

This is related to the climate in recent decades. According to the records of a series of officials in charge of astronomy and climate in the DPRK and China, the precipitation in Guanzhong in the past few decades has been more than that of a hundred or two hundred years ago, and it is a little warmer.

The climate here is warmer and more humid, which is more suitable for the growth of high-yielding crops such as wheat. On the original barren hills, plants also grew wildly, and many bare mountains have been covered with green, but this process is too slow, only the old people will notice it, and the young people will just get used to it.

However, more precipitation also led to an increase in surface runoff, and the river became more rapid.

Fortunately, many water conservancy projects have been built in various places in the past few decades. I hope that in this catastrophe, no water conservancy facilities will fall into disrepair. That was no small disaster for the people in Guanzhong and downstream.

The scenery of Guanzhong is also very different from that of the Central Plains, and the accent is also different, but the costumes are more consistent.

After running away from Ant Hill and found the official road, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping resumed their walking speed slightly faster than ordinary people, and walked westward slowly with the horses and pedestrians.

"Ahead is the big city. You can visit here for a few days. After making some supplements, you can find a cavalry team, or go alone, and set off for the Western Regions." Sang Ziping looked ahead and pointed.

When they got here, there were many caravans on the official roads, all of them came from the Central Plains or Shu, or the northern grasslands, and they used this city as their destination for shipment.

These people gathered special products from all over the country and replaced them with special products from the Western Regions and Guanzhong. Considering the prices of the places where they came from, they filled the carts and horses with appropriate proportions and left. And the products they brought from all over the world will be transported to the Western Regions by horse teams, and the price will be multiplied or even dozens of times, or replaced with more expensive things.

Sang Ziping told Fang Chang that the Western Regions are rich in gems.

Cat's eye, amber, turquoise, lapis lazuli... and suet jade, which is very popular everywhere, can be put in some beautiful boxes, or processed into jewelry, and will be snapped up by all parties at high prices after being transported to the Central Plains.

But Fang Chang didn't care about these, he was more interested in the special food in Guanzhong.