What is the most precious resource for large?

It's talent!

There are more than 200000 people in sanggui City, with a radiation range of 100 kilometers. Including the surrounding villages, the total population is as much as 500000.

According to the talent standard of the earth fairy world, this 500000 population can produce more than 1000 fresh blood every year, and can embark on the fairyland under the cultivation of the seven zongmen.

Don't underestimate the output of thousands of people every year. If it continues for thousands of years, even if only a few people have achieved success, it is also a considerable human resource.

Today, however, some people want to rob this talent tributary.

The seven sects disagree, but less than half of them are too generous to someone, either voluntarily or involuntarily, and do not intend to pursue the matter.

But it does not include shenyaozong.

As soon as Qian Jun, the patriarch who seems to be a star idol, appears, he shines like the sun. It's a pity that under his good-looking skin bag, there is a penny pinching heart.

Zheng Feiyue stared at each other's bright eyes and said, "although the seven sects have protected the mulberry ghost city for thousands of years from monsters and villains, the seven sects are the most ferocious beasts for the people in the city."

"Nonsense!"

Qian Jun shook his head again and again, and other patriarchs didn't agree with this.

Zheng Feiyue said, "I know what you think. Sanggui city can stand for thousands of years. It all depends on seven sects to ensure its safety. The people in the city can't live without you. They should be grateful to you."

"Good."

Qian Jun and Kui ghost spoke at the same time. They looked at each other, but there were slight differences in their expressions.

Zheng Feiyue sighed and said, "you are all masters of religion. You don't go down to the grass-roots level at ordinary times. Naturally, you think so. But when I came to mulberry ghost town a few years ago, what I saw was not a scene of gratitude.

On the contrary, there are seven confrontations, supporting each other and fighting with small and medium-sized forces. Dead people die every day in the city. The people are miserable, and they don't even dare to go far during the day. "

Speaking of this, he paused, glanced at the people one by one, and said, "except for the unborn magic weapon sect at that time, which sect dares to say that its ass is clean? I even know that some evil forces pick on newborn babies. As long as they find that there are spiritual roots, they will be taken away in the field, or even destroy the whole family."

"It has nothing to do with seven cases." Kui ghost said coldly.

Zheng Feiyue turned to him and said, "does it matter? Seven cases of strife stir up the water and naturally breed people who fish in troubled waters. Pity those innocent people. Who should account for this account?"

Qian Jun restrained his smile and said, "shopkeeper Zheng's intention is to put all these things above my seven sects. It's somewhat unreasonable."

"Well, we don't make sense." Zheng Feiyue spread out his hands and shrugged. "No one can deny that the seven sects have sheltered mulberry ghost town. This is the work of previous lives.

After I come to sanggui City, I will set up an immortal bar, connect with the immortal net, and move merchants. The villains will frighten my reputation and dare not commit it again. The city is rich and the people are safe. You can't deny it? "

Several patriarchs didn't speak.

Zheng Feiyue continued: "mulberry ghost town is a good location. It is located between the seven sects and close to the shore of the extreme sea. Now it is the core area of the extension of Xianwang. Over time, it will be the largest city on the east bank, and these are given by me. You can't deny it?"

Several patriarchs still didn't speak.

"Qizong has made great contributions to the city in previous lives, but I have a career in the city in future generations. Today you question my qualifications. It's unreasonable," Zheng Feiyue said.

As soon as he said this, the patriarchs didn't say anything. Instead, the disciples at the next two tables couldn't help nodding secretly.

These are visible and palpable, and no one can deny them.

In contrast, Zheng Feiyue said that his life experience was pure bullshit and nonsense!

However, Zheng Feiyue's words were not so convincing to the patriarchs who had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The leader of the flying corpse cult, who hasn't spoken, moved, expressed, or even breathed, suddenly opened his mouth. His voice was cold and inharmonious, as if the vocal cords were temporarily installed: "mulberry ghost town is in your hands, and will only become a scorched earth under the sword of evil gods. You're just a dying man. What future generations do you say, make a fool of yourself!"

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "I've heard this too many times, but I haven't heard it since the fairy peak came down. Thank you for your reminder."

A pair of dead fish eyes with white spots looked over, and the voice was cold and piercing: "the seven sects have been inherited so far. You haven't seen the real details. You underestimate the heroes in the world just by one battle. You are arrogant and stupid."

Zheng Feiyue narrowed his eyes and said, "if you really don't like me, why do you come to mulberry ghost town in person? If you can sit together for dinner today, it's enough on fairy peak and don't want to fight again."

The dead fish's eyes of the leader of the flying corpse cult made waves slightly.

Zheng Feiyue looked at him, then looked at others, and said in a deep voice: "after the battle of fairy peak, the people of the whole city regarded me as the city master. Since I promised them, I will do it. Who wants to stop, not only I don't agree, but 200000 people don't agree!"

Kui ghost said coldly, "what if you don't promise?"

Zheng Feiyue picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, then put it down heavily and said with a grim smile: "we have to fight!"

Bang!

Bang!

The two tables next to them were lifted up. The red ghost of the five ghost gate was young and vigorous. Pointing to Zheng Feiyue, he angrily scolded: "bullying is too much. He wants to beat me to accompany him!"

The voice just fell.

Lv Bu, who sat next to him, raised his hand, flashing black light on his arm, grabbed the red ghost, and then pressed it on the wall like a chicken!

"You're not qualified to talk!" said Lv Bu coldly.

At the other table, Zhao Yun's eyes swept the people on the table, especially Qian wangsun, who had just lifted the table, and said faintly, "Lord Qian, do you have something to say?"

Just after lifting the table, King Qian sun regretted it, because he found that both the little martial uncle on the left and his sister on the right looked at himself like a retarded.

"Ah... Well, I, I, I had a stomachache just now. Don't blame me for accidentally knocking over the table." Qian wangsun showed an embarrassed and counselled smile.

On the main table.

Kui ghost's own son was captured and suddenly changed color. He just wanted to attack, but he was pressed on his shoulder by one hand.

Qian Jun showed a big smile and said, "brother Kui, don't get angry first. Shopkeeper Zheng is right. Everyone has had enough fighting in the battle of fairy peak and doesn't want to fight again. If you really want to fight, you don't have to come to the ghost city in person."

Speaking of this, he turned his words and said with a restrained smile, "but if shopkeeper Zheng takes away the mulberry ghost town, what is the face of the seven cases and what are the interests of the seven cases?"

"Lord Qian is a businessman, and I am also a businessman. If you have something to say, you can say it directly." Zheng Feiyue said faintly.

Qian Jun stopped talking nonsense and stretched out five fingers: "I don't care about the other sects. If you want the divine medicine sect to recognize the position of city master Zheng, at least take out five immortals."