Chapter 432 Buzhou (4)
The mountain python said, "My lord, I was born a god, and my elder brother never taught me these things. I don't know, so please enlighten me."
The mountain rat rolled its shiny black eyes and asked, "If they were all equal and free, how could their cultures blend together? The mountain rat really doesn't know."
Ji Rong knew they were telling the truth, and she wasn't angry. She calmly taught them: "For a long time, your mountain people relied on the charity of the leaders of the different prefectures to make a living, and they celebrated such things as festivals."
We'll change it from now on and set up sacrifices to the gods and festivals for abundance.
The date for the divine sacrifices would be set at a certain time, while the harvest festival would be held ten days after the harvest each year.
The anaconda and the rat were filled with longing upon hearing about the divine sacrifice, but the anaconda dared not speak of it. The rat, however, said, "Sir, they are so poor that they probably cannot afford to prepare a sacrifice for us."
Seeing the two little gods looking so happy, Ji Rong grinned, revealing his fangs, and said, "Who said we were worshipping you separately? Besides, what they give you is their business."
"Listen up, you two! You're both being supported by me and the Mountain and Water God, so you must obey us, understand?"
Knowing Ji Rong's power and having experienced her methods, the mountain python and the mountain rat offered no objection.
The most beautiful flowers can bloom on barren soil, but the deepest filth can also flow from it. Ji Rong is deeply aware of this right now.
Liangzhou was also a barren place in the past and was often conquered by the Temple of War Gods, but thanks to the indomitable faith of mortal cultivators, the Creator of Faith and the God of Life Preservation was born.
This state, though not particularly good to begin with, should at least not be worse than the Western State, which has the Great Empty City, a city-state of flesh and blood. (See Chapter 271 for details)
But that's how Buzhou gradually deteriorated.
These ignorant and foolish cultivators from the neighboring state saw that the neighboring state was making a fortune by trading flesh and blood, so they followed suit and captured minor cultivators to exchange for money. But how much are minor cultivators worth?
At this critical juncture, several cultivators claiming to have escaped from the Central Continent appeared. After drinking some wine, they claimed to possess cultivation secrets. The greedy fellows from the Central Continent, upon hearing of these secrets, excitedly offered them lavish gifts to demonstrate them. They then enthusiastically kept them as their gods of wealth, specifically to cultivate high-level flesh and blood.
As a result, they indeed amassed a considerable fortune.
With wealth came the desire for power, and so these tribes that had once banded together began to fight amongst themselves again.
Today you are the head of the province, but it won't be long before you are beheaded on the spot and replaced by someone else.
The wealth that came too easily inflated the cultivators' egos, and slaughter arose among these greedy cultivators, which then spread rapidly, tearing the land apart. The few remaining civilizations were abandoned in the years of chaos.
No cultivators farmed anymore, and few wanted to have children. They lived their lives caught up in the chaos of war, not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
Given the situation, Ji Rong wasn't in a hurry. She put away the tree trunk, sat in the Guardian Palace, and waited for her eldest disciple Ze Peng and her good senior brother Qing Guanzi to arrive while teaching these two mountain gods who had little knowledge but had been corrupted by Buzhou.
A month later, Green Waist and Fish Warehouse's residence was completed. There weren't many trees there, so they used the small repairman Ji Rong had given them to build a row of large houses with stones.
Qing Guanzi also brought Ze Peng, Shan Wu, Shan Zhongfeng, and eighty-six cultivators from the Blood Pill Workshop. Along with them came Shan Zhongfeng's accumulated pills, many spirit crystals, coarse iron, flint, and a large quantity of low-grade spirit grains and various seeds.
As soon as Qing Guanzi entered the Shoudao Palace, he put down Ze Peng and the others and muttered, "Why didn't you ask someone else to deliver it, Junior Sister? Buzhou is a very barren land, there's even a shortage of meat, I really don't like it."
Ji Rong pointed to the four cages of cultivators placed on the right side outside the Shoudao Palace and said, "These cultivators are completely wicked. They have become fond of the taste of intelligent beings. Senior brother, whichever one you like, take it and go to a lively place in Buzhou. Tell them about your despicable past deeds while you share it with them."
When you eat, you must tell the cultivators watching that the heavens of the continent have changed. People like this who can't control their appetites and repeatedly eat the weak will die.
"Let them decide for themselves whether to farm or continue hunting."
Upon hearing this, Qing Guanzi immediately exclaimed happily, "Thank you, Junior Sister!" He looked around and saw about eight hundred cultivators clearing land with their claws by the Bitter Water Lake. From the nearby stone houses, he could hear the babbling of cubs. He then asked, "Who are these?"
Ji Rong said, "Those who farmed made the same mistake, but they were more polite. So I gave them food, and they gave me land to farm. They will be free when they grow spiritual plants that satisfy me."
Their young were too weak to work, so the fishmongers and green-waisted boys taught them to read and write, and if they showed talent, they were taken in.
After saying that, she turned to Zepeng and asked, "Peng, do you know what to plant in this wasteland?"
Ze Peng immediately bent down, grabbed some soil and crushed it, then ran to the Bitter Water Lake, tasted the water, and returned to Ji Rong. He bowed to Ji Rong and said, "Master, the spiritual energy here is quite abundant, but the soil and water are barren. We can only barely grow some low-grade spiritual grains and spiritual vegetables."
Ji Rong nodded and pointed to the eight hundred junior cultivators who were cultivating the land, saying, "These guys will be under your command from now on."
You teach them how to farm, and if they don't listen or run away, you catch them and put them in a cage.
He then summoned Green Waist and Fish Warehouse and said, "This is my eldest disciple, Ze Peng. He was originally from Puppet Valley and is skilled in astronomy, divination, and calculation. You may have met him at Jade Void Palace."
My senior brother Guanshan and I will soon set off to conquer Pingbu Prefecture and divide the land. This place will be left to you to manage.
"Go to the Guardian Palace to get what you need. If there are any shortages, write them down and I'll go and get them for you."
After giving instructions to Ze Peng and the others, Ji Rong led Qing Guanzi, Shan Zhongfeng, and Shan Wu into the palace for a meeting.
The province is not small; it's easy to push through, but difficult to govern. She doesn't have enough all-rounders who can both farm and be patient to come to the province. She thought she should divide the area and promote local cultivators with better character, but how to implement this required careful consideration and discussion.
Before he could even sit down, Shan Zhongfeng excitedly rushed forward and exclaimed, "Our sovereign..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Rong interrupted, "Godfather, you're being too formal. I'm no longer two thousand years old at most. Please call me by my old name; it sounds more familiar."
"Hey!" Mountain Falcon happily wagged his tail and said, "Daughter, could you share some of that rotten flesh with me? Since we split up, we haven't had any left in our claws."
Ji Rong asked, "Why not establish the Blood Pill Workshop in the Central Continent?"
Shan Zhongfeng said, "That was what we originally thought, but the Immortal Ancestor asked me to teach Ze Peng alchemy, and my master also told me to follow him, so we all just came along."
Ji Rong sighed and said, "Alright, you can discuss it with Senior Brother Guan Shan, but there's one condition: you are not allowed to refine flesh pills. If you dare to do so, Senior Brother Wan Fa will definitely not let you live."
Shan Zhongfeng nodded honestly and said, "I know, I know, don't worry, daughter, I'll just go get some materials."
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