Chapter 288 Who is more unlucky?
Guanshan Town is actually located among the mountains, otherwise why isn’t it called Guanhai Town or Guanhe Town?
One hundred and twenty miles east of Guanshan Town, there are three huge mountains rising from the ground and reaching into the sky.
These three mountains all have names. The first mountain in the north is called Qiaolin, the mountain in the middle is called Luofu, and the mountain on the south is called Longhuitou.
The person who named these three mountains was called Kou Zhendao, the ancestor of the Kou family, one of the four major families in Guanshan Town. He was once a disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect and was ordered to build villages and towns in Heituyuan, but later built Guanshan Town.
Kou Zhendao lived for a total of 359 years, and never broke through the Jindan level before his death.
I don’t know what he realized in his later years, so he gave these three nameless mountains such names.
But this is no longer important. What is important is that after Zhang Yang traveled all over the surrounding mountains, he finally decided to build the gate of Tianjianmen on these three barren mountains.
This time it's really official.
This will become Zhang Yang’s base camp, his real lair, the kind he won’t plan to leave once he’s here.
For this purpose, he borrowed 20,000 immortal stones at a great cost, but he only got 18,000 of them, and he had to pay back 26,000 of them after a year.
Although he had no intention of paying it back from the beginning, this was enough to prove Zhang Yang's sincerity.
It really is sincerity in the form of real money.
The completion date of the mountain gate was scheduled for half a month later. As a result, on that day, not only the four major families in Guanshan Town were all present, but also many businesses, families, wealthy people in Yening City and Xuantie City, and even a young city lord came to congratulate.
There are hundreds of them, including many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage and masters in the Golden Core Stage.
Zhang Yang smiled brightly, and the visitor also smiled brightly.
Especially the young man who was said to be the young Lord of Ye Ning City smiled brilliantly.
Oh, there is a special existence among the visitors, Li Hanqiu, a disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect. He is not dead after all, but his three heavenly meridians are damaged. The heart meridian sword pill is damaged, the mind meridian sword pill is damaged, and the spirit meridian sword pill is damaged.
So he looked like a waste.
What's even more strange is that when he was seriously injured, he still remembered to report the matter of the demon clan spies to the Dameng Sword Sect. Now that he has "recovered", he is not in a hurry anymore, and he even doesn't want to leave at all.
Zhang Yang had tried to communicate with the useless swordsman Li Hanqiu in the past few days, but the other party was just dazed, as if there was nothing more sad than a dead heart. Well, it's hard to describe it.
But today, Li Hanqiu came, still looking decadent, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Yang.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think I am trying to shake a tree with a gnat, or to hit a rock with an egg? I will die if I don't do anything?"
Zhang Yang came over and asked with a smile. He had no ill feelings towards this disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect and thought he was qualified to call him a fellow Taoist.
"The Dameng Sword Sect probably won't do anything to you. Even the Tianyuan Sect might be happy to see the emergence of your Tianjian Sect." Li Hanqiu spoke, his logic was clear and his voice was calm.
Zhang Yang nodded and continued listening.
"You saved my life. No matter what your purpose was, you saved my life after all. So I want to remind you to choose another place while your mountain gate is still intact. Don't become someone else's pawn."
"What are the details?" Zhang Yang was very interested.
"Specifically? The Black Soil Plain has been a buffer zone used by the Xiuxian world to resist the invasion of the demon world for thousands of years. But you must also know that thousands of years ago, the Black Soil Plain was actually a fertile land for the human world. But now, for some unknown reason, the demons have used extraordinary means to cut half of the Black Soil Plain into the demon world, so naturally, this buffer zone has become smaller."
"Now, the area 5,000 miles west of Guanshan Town will become the new Black Soil Plain. That's why the Dameng Sword Sect and the Tianyuan Sect will ignore your clownish behavior. They hope that you will stay here and become a nail, just like they have done for thousands of years, constantly sending disciples with no cultivation potential to the Black Soil Plain to build villages and towns."
When Li Hanqiu said this, the sneer on his face became more obvious.
Zhang Yang frowned and watched Li Hanqiu's expression change. After a long while, he said, "Didn't you say that there were spies from the demon clan among the high-ranking officials of the Dameng Sword Sect?"
"I never said that. I hope Master Zhang won't have any wild thoughts about it." Li Hanqiu's answer was very strange.
"Why not attack?" Zhang Yang immediately changed the subject, feeling that the Daming Sword Sect and the Tianyuan Sect were retreating step by step.
"The invasion of the demon world cannot be stopped by force. This is a collision between two real worlds. The best way is to slowly infiltrate by building villages and towns, just like the roots of a big tree. This seems to involve a higher level of competition, which I don't think you can understand."
"Understood."
Zhang Yang nodded. No wonder the Dameng Sword Sect and the Tianyuan Sect had been supporting their disciples to build villages in the Black Soil Plain. No wonder every village on the Black Soil Plain seemed to be a small prototype of a sect of immortal cultivation. So, was this also part of the battlefield of civilization hegemony? The Immortal Realm was a third-order existence with a high military power, but even so, could it not avoid the vortex of civilization hegemony?
"Why don't you go back to the Great Dream Sword Sect?"
Zhang Yang asked again.
Hearing this, Li Hanqiu burst into laughter that sounded like a ghost crying.
"I have never been a disciple of the Great Dream Sword Sect, so how can I go back? What's more, I am already a useless person and can only wait for death."
Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "My Tianjian Sect is in need of a sword-wielding elder. Why don't you do it? I specialize in collecting trash."
Li Hanqiu sneered, "You are not qualified to pity me. Just get through this hurdle first. Those people came uninvited, but it's not because of your Tianjian Sect. They are here to collect debts."
"Debt collection? How are you going to collect it? I agreed that it will take one year."
Zhang Yang laughed. It's only been half a month, and they dared to come to him to collect the debt? "The reason why the four major families in Guanshan Town agreed to your establishment of Tianjian Sect and were willing to bear the responsibility of offering sacrifices is only one reason, that is, they dare not offend the Dameng Sword Sect, so you are the best scapegoat. But now, I have been expelled from the Dameng Sword Sect, and the thousands of miles of Guanshan Town have been abandoned. So anyone who is not a fool will regret it, so today, they are here to collect the debt."
Li Hanqiu smiled strangely when he said this, "The biggest reason why I can stand here today and feel so good is that there are people in this world who are more unlucky than me."
Zhang Yang was stunned, then burst into laughter and patted Li Hanqiu's shoulders twice. "You are not bad. I am beginning to admire you. I have chosen you as the Sword-wielding Elder of the Tianjian Sect. But there is one thing I must clarify. The most unlucky person in the world is definitely not me, and definitely not you!"
"Well, if you don't believe me, let's make a bet. You are such a poor man, you wouldn't be too scared to make a bet, right?"
Zhang Yang laughed wildly, completely ignoring the gazes of those people in the distance.
"You're right. I really have nothing left. Let's make a bet. I bet you'll become a beggar."
Li Hanqiu shook his head and sighed. Now he was also curious. What would this inexplicable Tianjian Sect leader do? Three golden cores, nine foundation building, and the situation in Ye Ning City, it can only be said that this guy is too unlucky.
(End of this chapter)
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