Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Speaking of this, Huang Peide was a little confused:

"The world is so big, where can we go? Moreover, the children in the village have lived here for many years, and have also operated for many years. It is difficult to leave this place, and they don't know people and things outside."

"In the past, there were a few children in the village who went out to make a living, but the distance is far away and communication is difficult. They have rarely contacted each other, so they can't be counted on..."

Huang Peide's previous handling method was just impulsive, and he didn't think through the whole situation thoroughly. It seems that if Fang Chang did not happen to come here, the Peach Blossom Village would not be able to avoid this disaster after all. After all, no matter which side wins, Peach Blossom Village lacks sufficient coping methods, and it will inevitably be annexed.

So Fang Chang shook his head and said:

"Well, let me show you a way. Now the rebel army has a new look. They also know about cultivation and monsters. You can go and join them and do something for the rebel army. Not to mention losing your future, at least lose your life." There should be no major problems with safety."

Then he took out a piece of paper, begged for paper and wrote a letter with a brush, folded it into a paper airplane and flattened it:

"This letter and you, if there is no enemy coming again, everything will be fine. If there is any disagreement, you can go to the rebel army and hand this letter to Liu Yuande, Prime Minister Liu in the rebel army. He and I are old acquaintances, and we should understand Take you in."

Huang Peide bowed to the bottom and said:

"In the next generation of Taohua Village, there are two hundred and thirty-one people. Thank you Mr. Fang. We really can't repay you for your kindness. In the future, we will do whatever you want."

Fang Chang waved his hand and said with a smile:

"That's not necessary, I don't have anything to use you. Then live well, and everyone survives this disaster safely, which is the most important thing."

After finishing speaking, he declined Huang Peideyan's invitation to live in the village for a few more days so that he could entertain him well, saying that he had more important things to do in southern Xinjiang, bid farewell to the villagers of Taohua Village, left this peach forest, and started anew. Embarked on the road to the south.

The road is still full of winter scenes, although it is not as bleak as in the north, but the vegetation, bamboo and stones are dark and dim, but it is approaching the end of the year, and the people have been freed from the chaos, and the "new kings" are able to govern and provide relief. To celebrate.

So they set aside enough reserves for the coming year. Although they didn't put up lanterns and festivities, they began to prepare things for the twelfth lunar month.

For the villagers of Taohua Village in the future, if they were really retaliated against, whether they would be taken in if they went to join the rebel army, Fang Chang was not worried.

After all, no matter what you do, it is necessary to recognize who is your friend and who is your enemy, and then make more friends and fewer enemies.

As a qualified prime minister, Liu Yuande must know this.

For the rebels, or humans, a small group like Taohua Village, which has a gap with the enemy and has always been peaceful, is a friend even if it is not an ally, so it is natural that they need to unite on their side. Unity with the middle forces is a significant weakening of the enemy.

Just like what is said in the military book, "Just feed the enemy, eat the enemy for one minute of millet, and treat me for twenty minutes", the truth is probably the same. Pulling the enemy's people who are going to expand to your side, even if you can't give your side more help, you can still destroy more enemies.

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After a few days.

Hundreds of miles west of Bayun Mountain, where Taohua Village is located, there is a beautiful hill, and there are many people here.

There was a gentleman in brocade clothes standing on the side of a small mountain road, standing quietly with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains, rivers and villages in the distance, and there were a few handsome servants holding various utensils and standing there respectfully.

"A great river and mountain, ha, a great river and mountain."

The scholar in brocade clothes suddenly sneered, "It's a pity that it's not our great river and mountain, what a pity."

The people standing around remained motionless like wooden stakes, which made the brocade-clothed scholar quite bored, so he had to look away. At this time, a figure trotted not far away, and when it got close, it immediately fell to the ground and saluted.

"The demon king."

"What happened? Why are you a little panicked."

"Something happened at Bayun Mountain."

"Oh?" The Jinyi Demon King rarely raised his interest, "Didn't they still send a message a few days ago, saying that things were going well there, and they asked for credit. Why did something happen? Let's be honest, what happened? "

"The subordinates don't know what happened, but it must not be a good thing. Because before they set off, they had agreed to communicate once every two days. If the news is interrupted, it must be counted according to the accident. After all, if you go deep into the enemy's territory, nothing will happen. Accident."

The demon king frowned and said:

"Things have to look bad. They may have really encountered bad things. You need to call the leaders of each cave immediately. You need a capable force to go and check. Don't be sloppy."

"The rebel army is now in full swing, and has recruited many practitioners to form a 'devil extermination team' specifically for us. It caused us a lot of damage during the previous confrontation. It can be seen that there are many powerful people there, and we must not be underestimated. "

Having said that, he burst into anger:

"This group of human beings is really non-stop. The great cause was going well, but some kind of rebel army emerged, which made us suffer a lot of setbacks. Now they have occupied a huge territory and are recuperating. Maybe they will send troops to kill them at any time. Damn!"

The Jinyi Demon King was very angry. He punched his fist hard on the thick bamboo pole next to him, made a clicking sound, and at the same time said decisively:

"If we want to reverse this unfavorable situation, we must take the initiative to attack! Get into their stomachs, disturb them, and make them have no time to pay attention to other places. This is our chance!"

"Even if there are many casualties in this process, it is completely worth it. What we need now is time." He finally calmed down, and said to the subordinate who reported the letter: "Go, call all cave masters immediately, and let them come to gather talents. hall discussion."

"As ordered."

The little demon who came to report quickly retreated, preparing to send someone with the token of the demon king to summon all the cave masters in the nearby mountains.

And the demon king in brocade clothes also turned around, and walked towards the mountain in a chic manner with the servants standing behind him.

The bamboo spirit behind cried for a long time.

It hurts too much, this guy's strength is really great, but in order to prevent exposure, Zhu Jing could only groan in his heart just now.

After returning from Bashu, he traveled from the Central Plains to the south of the Yangtze River, hoping that the climate here would be suitable and that there were so many of his kind that it would be easy to hide.

No matter how good the hiding ability is, no matter how much hiding experience there is, what's the use? There is no way to live in such a desolate place.

Had to move to another place.

Zhu Jing suddenly missed Yun Zhongshan, the place where he first grew up.

He had had enough of the up and down life. Even if someone was chopping bamboo there, he could still recognize himself, but at his current level, hiding was still a simple matter.

Even if you are really unlucky, it seems that it is not unacceptable to fall in your hometown.

It's better to go back, it's better to go back...

He is homesick.

Thanks to the book friends in Sichuan for the reward.