The sun is shining brightly today, the sky is blue, light clouds float under the gorgeous sky, and the scattered sunlight carries a golden warmth.

At the Xuntian Sect's practice ground, the monks gathered together in twos and threes to read the newspapers that had just been sent by Yi Zong.

Xuntian leader Yuan Boshui hid behind the weeping willow, waved away the long falling wicker in front of his eyes, glared at the group of disciples who were not doing their job properly, and cursed silently.

These useless people don't even have brains, and they can't even work half as hard as others. They can't cultivate well and can't make money, but they are quite good at these extravagant and lascivious things.

After that lottery, Yuan Poshui never went to Chaowen again, or in other words, he didn't even want to hear the name.

He found out that Zhuchen was a poisonous person and could always trick him unknowingly, which made him regret it endlessly. He was lucky enough to win the skill last time, but several of his old friends went to Chaowen and left.

After two trips, he almost lost all his old money. He couldn't guarantee that he would not be affected by it, so he simply distanced himself from Zhuchen.

It was so humiliating that the disciples who were with him and were detained for work that day, I don’t know what kind of drug was fed to them, but they had a good impression of Chaowen. Although they did not tell them about their embarrassing experience, they saved him.

I lost some of my face, but I almost forgot about it in private. As time passed, I was influenced by the content in the newspapers, and when I mentioned Chaowen again, I had a vague tone of praise. This made many disciples who had never been to Chaowen yearn for it.

How could it be like this! It turned out to be a tactic to attack the heart, a vicious plot!

Yuan Poshui pricked up his ears and heard something about "Eating Iron", "Jin Yi Sect", and something like "Black Chick", "high quality and low price", etc. Secretly, Chaowen wouldn't really start selling Warcraft, right?

Chaowen is close to the demon world, and his Sunda City is not that far away. Now the demonic energy is expanding outwards, and we don’t know when it will stop. Everyone in the world is in danger. Only Chaowen has recruited a group of demon cultivators and demonic beasts, and he can still

Keeping calm, a bunch of nearby towns, including him, began to get into chaos. Some people even had the idea of ​​​​relocating the sect and destroying themselves.

Yuan Poshui also felt that he should buy some magical beasts to prepare for emergencies. When the situation in the world worsens, their swords may not be as fast as the black chicks, nor as durable as them.

Yuan Poshui quietly took a newspaper, put it in his sleeve, and hid in the room.

He sat down on the wide chair, carefully spread out the newspaper in front of him, and read the contents.

He saw that Chaowen had been deceived by others under his name, causing other sects to lose tens of thousands of spiritual stones and come to collect debts, and his face was filled with joy. Turning to the back, he saw that Zhuchen taught everyone to guard against counterfeiting, and couldn't help but sneer. Going back further

After flipping through it, he found that the thief had been caught, and Zhuchen had been asked to find a few rare beasts. His face suddenly darkened.

Why are you still so surprised?

Yuan Boshui snorted from his throat and slapped the newspaper on the table.

That's right, this thing was created by Chao Wen himself, so how could he write a scandal on it? It must be all good words to boast about himself, and he could only feel heartbroken after reading it.

Yuan Poshui sat quietly for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the newspaper and turned to the last page.

The last page can basically be regarded as a picture album. Each black and white bear is lying or sitting in a naive posture, and its habits and origins are introduced with pictures and texts.

"During the promotion period, if you visit Chaowen Panda Park, you can get one spiritual stone for a month, five spiritual stones for a year, and you can also enjoy the 'chicken serving' service (one cup of tea for a limited time) every day. Don't miss this opportunity."

This is ridiculous! This...

This sounds like a good deal? It's something he's never even heard of, and it's worth just one look at it.

Yuan Poshui wrinkled the newspaper and squinted his eyes to read the panda illustrations on it carefully.

That chubby figure, black and white color scheme, and cute and lazy posture, the more you look at it, the more attractive it becomes. It seems unreasonable that the leader of this group does not have more knowledge.

Yuan Poshui muttered: "Is it really that interesting? No, no... Zhuchen is always looking for excuses, so don't believe it easily." In his heart, Zhuchen was more terrifying than the legendary Demon Lord.

Yuan Poshui hesitated again and again and warned himself many times, but in the end he could not overcome his inner desire and came to Chaowen in disguise.

He had crossed Yu Yuan's territory with his sword and had noticed something was wrong here. Like a fish out of water, the air was all around him, which gave him the illusion that it was hard to breathe.

Yuan Poshui frowned and insisted on flying past Yu Yuan's city gate, but still jumped off his sword and went to the bus stop to take the bus.

"It's a good life but not a good one." He moved his hands and feet and lined up behind the crowd. He felt that the glory of Chaowen might not last long and no monk would be willing to live in this place.

He feels that his cultivation level is pretty good among his peers. Although he cannot compare with the big sects like Pu Feng Hengbei, he is still the same as him. In an area with poor resources, he can definitely be regarded as a mid-range expert.

Even if he was standing in Chao Wen now, there was a strong pressure that had his hands and feet imprisoned. If he wanted to resist, he could only use more strength than usual. It was not until he was completely relieved of the aura circulating around his body that he finally felt much better, and even more

Regardless of whether they are young monks or not, they are no different from ordinary people.

But if a monk can't lift his breath all the time, what's the difference between him and not wearing clothes?

Yuan Poshui pinched his nose and moved forward with the crowd with a look of disgust on his face.

Originally, the people responsible for pulling the carts were all monks, working in teams of two, and there were about four shifts a day. Now all the drivers have been replaced by demon cultivators, and there are a few more stable carts that are directly pulled by black chicks, and the shifts have also changed from all day long.

The fourth class has been increased to one class for one stick of incense.

Yuan Boshui got into the car, sat in a corner, and observed the demon cultivator in the front row through the gap in the crowd. Seeing the two people chatting and laughing freely, Yuan Boshui's feeling of uncertainty became more and more serious.

Leaving the maintenance and construction of the city to demonic cultivators is no different from seeking the skin of a tiger. When the demonic energy becomes stronger day by day, it becomes even more dangerous.

Yuan Poshui was worried for a while, then quickly shook his head, annoyed that he was worried about Zhuchen, was he also crazy?

He thought about it in confusion, and the carriage stopped at the street entrance of the main city.

The magic cultivator pulled the rope and turned around and shouted: "If you want to go to the panda garden, don't get off the car yet. Our next stop is the East District!"

Yuan Poshui's buttocks that he had just lifted fell down again.

Don't tell me, although the Chaowen sect has been short-lived, the service is still very considerate.

Most of the tourists on this trip came here after reading the newspapers. In the end, only two people got out of a wooden cart with more than ten people, and then they continued to drive to the panda park in the east.

Mo Xiu borrowed the road from the main road in Chaowen City. They hung several big bells on the front of the car. When driving, they would make a crisp sound to remind passers-by on both sides to pay attention to avoid. At the same time, the speed of the car was slowed down to allow passengers to take advantage of the open road.

View and observe the morning scenery.

What a change.

Yuan Poshui was speechless. Chaowen was completely different from what he had in mind. When he first came here, Chaowen didn't even have a few houses, and they were all crudely built short wooden houses. The people were in ragged clothes, the tools were old and backward, and the streets and alleys were full of shackles.

The cluttered furnishings all reveal poverty.

Now it is well organized. In the forest of houses, the original simple wooden frames have all been improved and expanded. There is an endless stream of people on the streets, showing the prosperity.

There are medical clinics, tailor shops, restaurants... everything you need is there, and the people are beaming with joy as they come and go, as if they are not worried at all about what disaster will happen tomorrow.

Yuan Boshui looked at the series of changes in Chaowen, and a word that came to his mind was "changes in the world." He silently recorded it with emotion. This sect can develop so prosperously in a short period of time, even if he doesn't want to admit it.

It must be said that Zhuchen is a person with great management skills.

This time he can't come in vain. He has to learn the street signs and slogans. He can learn from the skits on legal science, including traffic.

They don't have Warcraft, but if they have money, they can raise more donkeys and horses.

...I never thought that they, a century-old old school, would one day learn from a newbie like Chaowen.

Yuan Boshui quietly stole the carriage and stopped in front of the city government building. The reason was that four or five people were walking by the roadside carrying a huge glass window.

The texture of the glass is crystal clear, and the brilliant sunlight penetrates it, making the green with impurities clear and shining like a gem.

Yuan Poshui stood up suddenly. The moment he saw the glass door, he felt as if he had lost his soul. His eyes followed the positions of those people and turned around. It was not until a monk next to him asked in a low voice that he regained his consciousness.

"Does this thing look like a spiritual stone?"

Yuan Poshui was startled and took a deep breath.

More than just like? This light transmittance, this crystal feeling, must be at least a high-grade spiritual stone! And this high-grade spiritual stone of this size has been mined in so many mines, and he has never even heard of it, let alone

Witnessed it with your own eyes?

This is no longer a miracle. Why can Zhuchen have it? Is she rich?

"Yes, it is said to be called glass." The people in the car discussed with him, "There must be a layer of spiritual stone on the outside of the glass, otherwise it wouldn't be so bright and stable."

"Yes, I heard from the people on the magic cultivator side that glass is actually very fragile and needs to be refined twice with spirit stones. After refining, it is very stable and can't be broken even by a dozen people jumping around on it.

"

"I heard that she is going to replace the doors and windows of the government office with glass."

"What?!"

When the vehicle restarted, Yuan Boshui lost his balance and almost fell down. Fortunately, a nearby fellow Taoist with quick eyesight and quick hands helped him to hold him up. However, Yuan Boshui's disguised hat fell off because of this, and he picked it up in a panic.

, put it on the head, pulled up the collar, and covered half of the face in a sneaky way.

Everyone took a quick glance at him and thought he looked familiar. Before they could figure out who it was, they heard Yuan Poshui gasping and asking: "Are they going to use this thing to build a gate?"

"Yes. And after the government building is built, there is also a shopping mall. It is said that the containers can also hold a few pieces."

Yuan Poshui said sadly: "What a waste of natural resources."

Yuan Poshui felt melancholy for a while, unable to listen to what others said, and before he could adjust his mood, the panda park arrived.

The magic cultivator reminded them to get out of the car and turn right. Yuan Boshui followed the flow of people to the ticket office and bought a monthly pass. He walked out of the hut and looked up, and saw rows of glass windows. The flickering light almost blinded him.

Glass replaced the original fence between tourists and pandas. The previous wooden barrier was removed, and now the two sides only have close contact with each other through a thin layer.

Yuan Poshui's mentality was unbalanced.

Why? Chaowen, who used to be so poor that he didn't even give food to the workers, has become so rich now?!
Chapter completed!