The ferry is bustling with people coming and going, and there is no chaos like the chaos in areas ruled by rebels.

It's even vaguely more prosperous than outside.

Akabane was a little surprised and said: "Why is it different from what is advertised outside?"

Along the way, they often heard stories of cannibalism by the rebels. For example, the butcher shop hung human flesh, and people were skinned alive, split in half, hung and sold.

Gu Wen explained: "Because if the people know how good the rebel army is, there will be greater rebellion. The court has countless laws and regulations to restrain the people, but in the final analysis, the most effective one is to fool the people."

"Then the rebels burned, killed, and looted, so how did they get food?"

Akabane asked a very stupid question, but considering her status as a monk and the fact that there is no such thing as a peasant uprising in Tianwaitian.

Not too stupid, just rather naive and not smart enough.

"Where does the food of the imperial court come from in normal times?" Gu Wen asked and answered: "Rebellion is a technical activity. Burning, killing, looting cannot be called rebellion. The real rebellion is to replace the imperial court and become a new ruling machine."

When he heard that the rebels could hold out for half a year, Gu Wen knew that order must be formed here. Moreover, it was a local strong rebellion and was very good at maintaining order.

This is why so many people rebel, and aristocratic families are the most successful, because they have a program.

"It is somewhat similar to seizing power in the spiritual world." Jun Yan said: "After the top monks decide the winner, the first thing is to maintain order. Even in the Demon Sect, it is impossible to allow open killings."

Gu Wen asked curiously: "What does the magic gate look like?"

"According to different cultivation levels, there are different legal killing numbers."

Jun Yan briefly described it, and Gu Wen understood it immediately.

There is a strict hierarchy, no moral restraint, and a complete law of the jungle.

Gu Wen and his party were not in a hurry to leave the ferry. Instead, they wandered around the major markets on the ferry, visiting various small stalls and medicine shops.

Some spiritual objects will fall into the hands of mortals, and it is a kind of chance that they encounter them. After all, mortals cannot use spiritual objects, and most elixirs are poison to mortals.

As for the kind of treasure that can be swallowed directly and take effect, it is at least the level of the sacred tree with a cheap price, and the quantity is extremely rare.

As far as Gu Wen's raids some time ago, there was nothing comparable to the fruits of the sacred tree.

Half a day later, Gu Wen and others returned home with a full load.

Gu Wen bought many elixirs and swallowed five years of heavenly marrow in his belly, bringing the number of heavenly marrow to one hundred and eighty years.

The third-turn golden elixir has eighty years of heavenly marrow, and the fourth-turn golden elixir has ninety years of heavenly marrow. The current marrow in the body is enough to deduce to the fourth-turn golden elixir. Now we need elixirs that can provide a large amount of mana, otherwise it will become

Just like last time.

However, Gu Wen felt that he could extract it from Chi Yuzi's body, perhaps because of the Nine Turns Golden Pill. He found that the opponent had a lot of pills that could replenish his mana.

Jun Yan bought a night pearl full of evil spirits, and Chi Yuzi was the remains of a Tao sword.

Seeing this, Gu Wen remembered the ten Tao swords. One of them was given to Chi Yuzi, and there were nine left.

Originally, he planned to use them directly, but he found that these swords may have been rusty for a long time. The appearance of rust is caused by the heart, and the rust on the surface indicates that the sword spirit inside is old.

All things have a lifespan, but objects live much longer than people. Things like Tao soldiers become integrated with them after being nurtured by their master day and night. When the master dies, part of them also dies.

Gu Wen asked: "When can my Dao sword be forged?"

Akabaneko replied: "It's already healed, but the sword spirits are still being tempered. Put five sword spirits into it like cultivating gu, and the one left in the end will be the best."

Suddenly, Gu Wen's mind that swept over unconsciously saw an acquaintance.

Zhao Feng had previously arranged for him to protect Qin Mian, but now he was walking in ragged clothes on the street, like a refugee seen everywhere.

Gu Wen walked into the reunion without much drama, patted the other party on the shoulder and said: "Qin Mian?"

The ragged Qin Mian slowly turned his head, his dirty face unchanged at first, until Gu Wen came into contact with the camouflage spell, his mind was shaken and tears filled his eyes.

Tremblingly, he said: "Master Wen."

"You didn't go to Jiangjiacun?"

"I just arrived."

"Just arrived?"

Gu Wen was a little confused, but he took Qin Mian to an inn first, and then took dozens of taels for the shopkeeper to buy clothes and prepare food.

After washing up and devouring food and drink, Qin Mian finally looked like a human being and told Gu Wen about his experience.

After the battle that day, Qin Mian missed the departing ferry, so he had no choice but to steal a war horse, Qijia, and take advantage of the chaos to get out of the city. He encountered bandits on the way and lost the horse, and money and weapons were stolen from an inn.

The journey is long, and there are wolves, tigers, leopards, robbers and bandits.

What Gu Wen experienced, Qin Mian also experienced it, but he did not have extraordinary power, so he became a refugee.

It took three months to get here under various tribulations.

Gu Wen was in a daze. He thought it had been a long time, but he didn't expect that it had only been three months. In these three months, he had fought with various geniuses, mastered the best sword in the world, and then became the third in the earth rankings.

Now he is traveling with the Taoist Heavenly Girl, and has made friends with two top geniuses, Chi Yuzi and Jun Yan.

Only three months had passed in this way, which was only enough time for Qin Mian to walk from Bianjing to Nanshui.

Qin Mian asked: "Master Wen, did you just arrive too?"

"Just arrived." Gu Wenwen said softly: "I will take you to Jiangjia Village."

"Who are these people?"

"My companion."

Gu Wen did not introduce him to Qin Mian, and Chi Yuzi and others were not interested in Qin Mian, a mortal.

Qin Mian may have noticed it, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, I'll give you a good thing."

Gu Wen conjured a spiritual sword out of thin air.

Qin Mian's mouth opened wide, but he thought of countless scenes that he could vaguely dream about day and night. It was precisely because of Gu Wen Ruyuan's demonic figure that day that he got here.

Things involving gods and ghosts are not uncommon. For example, the people of Luodu are accustomed to monks fighting.

But Gu Wen was the only immortal he could come into contact with.

"Give it to me?" Qin Mian got the sword, his hands trembling.

"Spill your blood and recognize your master."

Gu Wen dealt with the spiritual sword for a while, and in order to allow Qin Mian to use it, he specially selected a half-step spiritual treasure that even Chi Yuzi was unwilling to eat.

It is not a treasure to monks, but to mortals it is a fairy sword that can cut through iron like clay.

Chi Yuzi sent a message: "You are also idle, so you like to be an immortal?"

Gu Wen replied: "If a person achieves enlightenment, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven, I will naturally not be stingy about benefiting my own people."

Moreover, this sword is not even a spiritual sword. Gu Wen has thousands of better swords stored with Chi Yuzi.

It just so happened that Qin Mian had good martial arts, so he could be used to protect Jiang Fugui.

In the afternoon, Gu Wen and his party left the ferry and headed to Jiangjiacun, thirty miles away.

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In Jiangjia Village, the paddy fields are golden in September.

The village is built along the river and relies on the river for rice irrigation. It is a very standard southern paddy field village.

Harvesting has already begun in some paddy fields, and a thin man with a sinister face shouted loudly to direct the harvesting of rice.

This person was Jiang Fugui, the second shopkeeper of Longqiao Shuifang in the past. At this moment, he had taken off his merchant's linen clothes and openly put on a suit of silk and satin. He had already achieved a class jump.

He is now the village head Zonglao of Jiangjia Village and a landlord.

Although it is not as beautiful as when he was in Longqiao, and his living standard has dropped by several levels, Jiang Fugui feels that this is the only way to enjoy life. In Bianjing, even if he had ten thousand taels, he could not wear silk in public. Now in the countryside, he can wear whatever he wants.

OK.

Jiang Fugui has a very typical landlord mentality. He believes that land and land are real. In fact, this is indeed the case. No matter how much money you make as a businessman, you will never make it. Only by becoming a landlord can you be safe and have the value of united front.

Suddenly the ground shook slightly.

Jiang Fugui and other members of the Jiang family looked up and saw a group of cavalry galloping towards them, wearing dazzling silver armor.

A villager in the distance shouted:

"The eldest son is back!"

The eldest son is Jiang Jucai.

Jiangjia Village all benefited from Jiang Fugui, most of the land in the entire village belonged to him, and his eldest son Jiang Jucai was naturally called the eldest son.

Jiang Ju then pulled the reins, the horse roared, then he dismounted and walked quickly towards them.

The young and middle-aged people in the village immediately gathered around and looked at Jiang Jucai and the dozen or so children of the Jiang family who were taken out behind him with admiring eyes.

How can a man not be martial, especially when he is born in troubled times, everyone wants to make contributions. Ordinary people go to rebel, officials' children join the army, and Daqian enters the era of national entrepreneurship.

Jiang Jucai pushed away the crowd, walked towards Jiang Fugui, and said loudly: "Dad! I'm back."

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To be continued...