Everyone was stunned, and a sourness appeared unknowingly. Even they themselves forgot the first time they ate the earth. Looking at Zhang Jiufan's face and thick neck, they couldn't help but think of himself when he was young.

When they became the land god, they also encountered the same suffering, but over the past three or five hundred years, they have completely forgotten that earthy taste.

It seems that I feel that everything that can be eaten in the world is just like this. I will improve my taste in one year and it is just the time to reward peaches at the end of the year.

Some lands couldn't help but shed tears. Although other mountain gods and city gods could control them, they looked sluggish. They were originally teaching Zhang Jiufan's immortal skills and were happy, but now they were like holding a funeral, and they were crying endlessly.

"Haha, today the Great Immortal's martial arts have been successful, so we should have celebrated it." Huang Cang saw that the atmosphere was wrong, laughed dryly and dispersed the bad luck on the mountain. "When did the taste of this soil taste bad? I remember when my predecessor was working as a land in the ginseng orchard, what he absorbed was the pure earth spirit energy, and what was contained in the soil was the innate spiritual energy."

As he said that, he closed his eyes and his breath twitched, as if he was enjoying the rustic atmosphere of the ginseng orchard.

But everyone knows that the land that has been traversed here is either a dead end or an ordinary immortal root is not their turn.

Ginseng orchard is the private property of Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of the earth immortal. Zhenyuan Daxian's status is almost the same as that of the five elders in the five directions. If you want to be a land there, you will definitely have a good reputation.

However, Huang Cang's eyes closed and enjoyed, the sound of people was amused. The low sobs immediately subsided, and the haze was wiped out. Even Zhang Jiufan couldn't help laughing.

However, he was still sad. The rustic spirit like a mouthful of feces was really not something that ordinary people could tolerate.

But these lands have endured for three or four hundred years, and are quite a bit frustrated. Zhenyuan Daxian is a great immortal, and he is also a great immortal. But what these lands can praise is just the land god in the garden.

I was a little excited to learn the "Mountou Art", but now I can't be happy at all.

"Why don't we get some byproducts?" Zhang Jiufan said this. Perhaps he really felt that these land gods were helpless and kind in their hearts, so he wanted to help them. Although their skills could not be improved, they could at least seek some benefits.

"By-product?" Huang Cang keenly captured this sentence, his eyebrows twitched slightly for a few times, and hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Daxian has any ideas?"

The other Mao Shens were also stunned, without caring about being sad, and looked up at Zhang Jiufan.

This inexplicable sentence immediately turned the entire mountain into silence.

Zhang Jiufan didn't know how to respond to such a strange atmosphere. He was completely impulsive just now. There were gods and immortals everywhere in the vast immortal world, and there were many practitioners, so there was no place for him to stretch his fists.

"Why don't we open a store?"

He remembered that opening a store was still profitable. After all, the rich people he met before were basically in business, and there was a store that had at least an extra income.

"Open a store?"

It was originally an ordinary sentence, but it sounded completely unpleasant in these lands. They looked at each other and finally focused on Huang Cang.

In the past few days, apart from A Qing and Huo Wu, Huang Cang has become the closest figure to Zhang Jiufan, especially recently teaching the Rutuo Art, so naturally he would say a lot of things.

Huang Cang was also suffering, but so many people looked at it and could only ask slowly: "Daxian, what do we sell when opening a store? The corners and corners of the Lion Camel Ridge are under our control. If you want to say that there are some specialties, the Danxia Stone in the Tiger Leap Stream, the polygonal spirit tea in the Xiong Lion Ridge, and the dry vines on the Elephant Trunk Hill. But these things are all in the hands of the three immortal gates. In addition to those handed over to the Heavenly Court, how many other things fall into our own hands."

With him taking the lead, other mountain gods and lands were rushing to talk about it.

"What Mr. Huang said is that the Great Immortal, the Shicao Ridge, has been looted for more than a hundred times, but any of them have some channels, basically they go to other fiefdoms."

"Great immortal, think about it. Our Lion Camel Ridge is 800 miles in a radius, but there are only three immortal gates. Moreover, it is the last immortal gate. Most practitioners go around, so how can there be creatures to buy our things?"

"Business matters are complicated and complicated, and we are not good at this."

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The more everyone talked, the more they became, and in the end it was even related to Zhang Jiufan's life and life.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Jiufan waved his hand quickly. Although he knew it was not feasible, he was really uncomfortable to be hit so hard. He just wanted to help. Is there any malicious intention, but it seemed like he had stabbed a hornet's nest.

He also knew that he spoke too casually, and the lands were not wrong. Without a source of goods and without customers, there was no business. Except for three ordinary sects, monks rarely set foot in the 800-mile Lion Camel Ridge.

Zhang Jiufan has never done business before, and he is not sure how many twists and turns are there. If he really wants to do it, he will probably lose money.

To be honest, he really wanted to make some achievements with great determination. He was a great immortal after all, but this time he had a small test, he knew there was no chance.

I can't do it myself, and even more so, these people in front of me. I have been tempered for three or four hundred years, and my edges have long been smoothed out.

What they wanted was very real, and they were steadily mixed in the Lion Camel Ridge. One year was one year, but they really couldn't make it, so they relied on this hard work to change their fetus from the immortal court to a good birth.

Reincarnation is very popular now. Not to mention these ordinary lands, even the great gods in the immortal court have reincarnation.

Especially after Journey to the West, Zhu Wuneng was born by chance and not only gained the body, but also had the opportunity to comprehend the Great Way, but also became the altar envoy of Lingshan.

If you have a physical body and comprehend the great way, you will have infinite possibilities, which is much better than holding a position in the sky without making progress.

The current altar purifier is considered a domineering existence among gods and practitioners.

Now the fairy world has completely changed.

Although the Immortal Court is still an open ruler, the one who really has the right to speak in this fairy world is the five elders and the great sect of cultivation.

Zhang Jiufan sighed secretly. He also felt that he was thinking a little too much. Why do he do this if he had nothing to do? Even if he felt uncomfortable when eating the earth, what does it have to do with him after eating it for three to five hundred years?

Really meddling.

As if he saw that Zhang Jiufan was in a bad mood, Huang Cang asked tentatively: "Great Immortal, why don't we try it?"

Zhang Jiufan waved his hand, but there was no way out to try. He was just a waste of energy. He knew it himself. He was the kind of little thing that had been wiped out by life. He was mixed in the factory and in this fairy world.

If more than 40 years of life have given Zhang Jiufan something, it is to quickly adjust the mentality after hitting a wall.

Ruth goes forward.

Ah Qing reported to heaven that he had to spend two days comfortably for about half a month. He had to wait for these two women to come back and live like hide and seek again.

"No need, I just made a joke." He smiled at Zhou Cang and all the mountain gods and changed the topic, "But everyone has to keep it secret. Ah Qing and Huo Wu are back, so I can't say that I have practiced your skills."

Thinking of the two women, everyone's faces changed. If we say that the most incompetent person in Lion Camel Ridge is probably the two immortal envoys sent by this immortal court.

He handled all the affairs of Shitu Ridge diligently every day, and asked these land mountain gods to pay attention to the movements of the three sects and find out the various resources. If it weren't for the great immortal Zhang Jiufan, he would have begun to annex and fight like other territories.

The two women are ambitious.

Zhang Jiufan was afraid of these two women, and these mountain gods and land were even more afraid. When Zhang Jiufan's advice was made, he nodded almost unanimously.

"Don't worry, Daxian, this is our secret, and I promise that the two fairies will not know."

"Well, Mr. Zhou and others will work very hard in the future, and they will have to trouble everyone in their practice." Zhang Jiufan gave a few simple words and lost interest in continuing to talk.

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The mountains and rivers are stacked, the jungle is green, the sunset is faintly rising, and the morning dew shines on the hillside.

In the middle of the bushes on the hillside, Zhang Jiufan's slightly hesitant face was revealed, and the lion-tail grass produced in Lion Camel Ridge was carved on the corner of his mouth, leaning against the hillside and humming gently.

I was the boy I used to be

No change at all

What is hanging in memory

It's your concern

Oh, baby, who do you remember

Let me take your heart off

Try to melt it slowly

I'll give this song to you who are frustrated

It is joy or sorrow, and the fate of the world is destined

Don't torture yourself

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Zhang Jiufan sang, crying unconsciously. He liked to sing. When he was fine, he liked to hum and sing alone.

He sings all the time and is shy. He doesn't speak at all when he goes to KTV every time he gets a party, and only hums simply when he is empty.

Looking at Douyin, if any song becomes popular, you hum along, from "The Tavern" to "Down the Mountain", to "Your Tavern Closes to Me"

"Your tavern closed to me..."

Zhang Jiufan couldn't help but snorted, and laughed at himself. He had no chance, and he didn't know what songs became popular. Anyway, he had no chance.

Now that no one can care about him, he can sing freely.

Thinking back to the beginning, he liked K-song the most. I remember there was a KTV behind the factory. I always liked to come over after get off work, but unfortunately I had no money.

The factory manager also likes it, and the woman he huggs every time he goes in.

He remembered clearly that KTV had a transparent turntable, and there was a string of neon lights on the turntable, which shone brightly at night.

Whenever he watched their factory director step over the turntable, Zhang Jiufan felt a sore pain in his heart.

I just imagine that I also entered once one day, but unfortunately, I have never been to the funding issue once.

etc.

ktv

He didn't have the chance before, but now he has no money to limit him. Besides, he has 800 miles of territory and 200 people on hand, so why not let them help him build a KTV?
Chapter completed!