Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Seeing the blue wolf that had turned into a firewood head, everyone turned around slowly with solemn expressions.

If he could kill that demon wolf with a single blow, he would naturally be able to kill everyone present.

Fortunately, Zhang Li is a human race, and the green bull with unkind eyes is submissive at this time, and he is not as aggressive as a big monster.

Zhang Li urged Qingniu to come forward, and everyone looked at it, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Especially those middle-aged in their thirties, with a look of gratitude on their faces.

"Qu Chengtan thank you senior for saving your life."

……

Half an hour later, Zhang Li followed the crowd to the village where they lived.

This village called Qujiazhuang has a population of less than a hundred people, and [-]% of them are people who have cultivated themselves.

However, like the practice world and the evil domain, these practitioners are not high in cultivation, and the strongest clan elders among them are only half-step foundation building.

The rest of the tribe are all at the third or fifth level of Qi training.

People in Qujiazhuang seldom leave this place thousands of miles away, but Qu Jiaxiang, the elder of the clan, went to Wulu City thousands of miles away.

From the mouths of Qu Jiaxiang and other Qu family members, Zhang Li had some simple understanding of the Little Immortal World.

This small fairy world continues the model of the world of practice, and there are many sects from all sides, controlling the entire small fairy world.

Those strong men who came forward to form the Little Immortal Realm back then basically sat in one side, and then the younger generations became the guards of one side.

Over the past ten thousand years, some sects have become more and more powerful, prospered and prospered, and some sects have gradually died out due to various reasons.

For a dying sect, its disciples and descendants will be reduced to villages and survive in small towns.

"Today's Little Immortal Realm has a radius of [-] million miles, and there are only three major forces in total."

"Immortal League, Demon League, Demon Palace."

Qu Jiaxiang looked at Zhang Li, and said softly: "We are at the edge of the Immortal Alliance, bordering the Demon Palace."

"Of course, those big forces are not interested in us mortals, so we can live."

That's what I said, but once the big forces fight, they will destroy the world with their hands and feet, and the life and death of mortals are like ants, and no one will care at all.

These rules are the same in any practice world.

Knowing that the place where he lives now is Xianmeng, Zhang Li plans to get in touch with Xianmeng slowly to see how to start his own business.

He turned to look at the Qujiazhuang people around him with a smile on his face.

"I have a good inheritance. I only cultivate qi and blood, and condense martial arts. It can supplement the immortal way. I wonder if you are interested?"

No matter where he goes, it is Zhang Li's idea to sow the seeds of martial arts practice.

Martial arts started from ordinary people, and he continued to study and develop them. Once martial arts is passed down in a certain world, he can quietly receive the favor of heaven.

Any way of heaven will not reject those who can improve the power of practice in it.

Qu Jiaxiang and the others were naturally extremely happy that Zhang Li wanted to teach them martial arts.

Their Qu family was originally a descendant of a large family, but later the elders of the sect died in battle, and the inheritance was cut off, and they were also reduced to the point of guarding the border.

Their own heritage is gone.

Within three months, Zhang Li taught martial arts in Qujiazhuang, and at the same time taught him how to practice.

He has always put safety first in his actions, and within three months, he has already had a clear understanding of the Little Immortal World and stabilized his mentality.

Three months later, Qu Chengtan and others in Qujiazhuang have reached half-step masters in martial arts.

This is not because of how good their martial arts talents are, but because the Little Immortal Realm already has a strong spirit, and they themselves have a good foundation.

With the blessing of martial arts cultivation base, coupled with their own cultivation base, these Qujiazhuang people are almost worthy of use.

When Zhang Li said that he would lead them to Wulu City and form a caravan, the Qu family members were of course cheering.

However, within three days, a small caravan of 20 people had already set off.

The caravan still bears the name of Jingyuan Trading Company, but its scale and strength are ten thousand times lower.

There are three wooden carts in total, pulled by green wolves, and a green ox leads the way.

Zhang Li rode on the back of the green ox, while the others vigilantly supported the wooden cart.

In fact, the wooden carts are the furs and furs of the wild animals that Qujiazhuang usually hunts, as well as various elixir collected.

The three big carts add up to a total of only 30 Yuan Lingshi.

Of course, 30 yuan of Lingshi is already a huge sum of money in Qujiazhuang.

Along the way, Qu Jiaxiang, the most experienced clan elder, was in charge of arranging the caravan, while the others were careful to support them, hoping to make a lot of money on this trip.

Qu Jiaxiang said before that the caravans can earn [-] to [-]% no matter what they transport to Wulu City.

With these three carts, it is easy to earn ten spirit stones together.

Along the way, everyone's martial arts practice did not fall behind.

It's just that with their cultivation base and combat power, it's still difficult to travel thousands of miles to Wulu City.

The several robberies encountered on the way, if Zhang Li hadn't made a move, the caravan would have been wiped out immediately.

Fortunately, it's only a thousand miles away, not far away, but within five days, they have already arrived at Wulu City.

"Old Qu Clan, didn't you say that Wulu City is under the rule of the Immortal League? Why is there a demonic energy?"

Tens of miles away, Zhang Li looked back at Qu Jiaxiang.

Qu Jiaxiang was taken aback.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw that there was really a devilish energy rising in the direction of the city.

"This, this, I don't know, Wulu City should indeed be under the rule of the Immortal League, when I..."

He couldn't tell why.

Everyone looked at Zhang Li, with hesitation on their faces for a while.

Of course Lingshi wants to make money, but he can't make fun of his life.

No matter what the Qu family members said, they belonged to the Xianmeng. If they were to be ruled by the Demon Palace, they might be looking for death.

"Go and see, we're just doing business anyway."

Zhang Li spoke softly.

He had just scanned with his divine sense just now, and the Wulu City was indeed occupied by demon practitioners, but the strongest among them was only in the late Golden Core stage.

Such a cultivation level poses no threat to him.

Qu Jiaxiang turned to look at the Qu family members behind him, nodded and said: "Mr. Zhang is right, we are just doing business."

The convoy moved forward again, and all the Qu family members became nervous.

Before reaching Wulu City, he saw several magic lights flying down.

The two demon cultivators on the eighth floor of the foundation building looked cold and stern, and led a team of demon cultivators to stand in front of the convoy.

Their eyes fell on the green ox that Zhang Li was riding on, but unfortunately they couldn't see the cultivation of the Kong Lei Beast.

Glancing at the wooden cart and everyone in the Qu family, the black-robed demon cultivator shouted in a low voice: "Wulu City was captured by my Demon Palace ten days ago, where did you come from, and what are you doing in Wulu City? "

Sure enough, Wulu City was captured by the Demon Palace.

Qu Jiaxiang glanced at Zhang Li, and hurried forward: "My lords, we are a caravan from Qujiazhuang thousands of miles away. We are going to Wulu City to do a small business. These are the elixir and medicine we have accumulated on weekdays. fur."

Speaking of this, he raised his head nervously, cupped his hands and said: "My lords, if this business cannot be done, we, we will leave..."

Hearing his words, the Moxiu in front glanced at the frame, and then laughed: "If you can do it, why can't you do it?"

"Go, I will lead you into Wulu City."

"Let the people in the city see that no matter who occupies Wulu City, they should live or live, and they should do business or do business."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and asked the team of demon cultivators behind him to protect the convoy and walked towards the city.

Everyone in the Qu family glanced at each other and could only follow. If they wanted to leave at this time, they might not be able to leave.

As the convoy headed towards the city, many people stuck their heads out of the city gate, with doubts and panic in their eyes.

Moxiu, the leader of the team, stopped at the gate of the city, turned his gaze to Zhang Li, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this the shopkeeper of the caravan?"

Zhang Li nodded and said: "Next Zhang Li is the shopkeeper of Jingyuan Commercial Bank."

The magic cultivator laughed and cupped his hands: "My name is Ming Tan. In the future, shopkeeper Zhang will come to me whenever he encounters any business problems in Wulu City."

After speaking, he led the team of demon cultivators straight away.

Qu Jiaxiang and the others showed bitterness on their faces, and could only follow Zhang Li to send three carts into the city.

"This magic cultivator really can't help us to do business?" Someone whispered at the city gate, looking at the three carts, his eyes changed.

"Hmph, do you think it's too long to do business with the Demonic Dao?" Someone snorted coldly, then stepped back and left.

Behind the city gate, many people looked at the caravan.

The Qu family drove the cart to a square, and then unloaded the fur and elixir from the cart.

Fur can be used to refine weapons, and elixir can be used to refine medicine.

In a city that has just fought a war, these things are really lacking.

In just half a day, most of the materials of the three major carts were sold, and they were exchanged for 40 yuan of spirit stones.

This made Qu Jiaxiang and others grin from ear to ear.

For low-level practitioners like them, it doesn't matter what magic or immortality they are, as long as they can earn spirit stones and improve their cultivation base, it is serious.

What is the relationship between so many powerful people in the way of magic and immortality, and these little monks?
In the evening, the caravan stayed at a small inn in the city.

Originally, Qu Jiaxiang and the others were reluctant to live there, but Mr. Zhang couldn't live with them on the street, right?
The journey was tough, and today's sales in the city were also hard work. Everyone had a big meal in the evening and went to bed early.

Of course, to Zhang Li, this hard work is nothing at all.

When the moon was in the sky, Zhang Li walked out of the room.

In the small courtyard outside the wing room, stood a figure.

"You are the first caravan after Wulu City was occupied by the Demon Palace, so you are all going to die." The figure held a sword in his hand and gritted his teeth.

As the voice fell, a flash of spiritual light flashed on the long sword, and it was already stabbing towards Zhang Lidang's chest.

It's just that the sword's edge was one foot in front of him, and it was held against by his fingers.

This scene made the expression of the person who drew the sword change drastically.

"You, you deliberately lured me—"

He whispered, and turned to leave.

It's just that he wanted to draw the sword, but was caught by Zhang Li's fingertips, unable to draw it back.

"You go now, the outside is full of magic paths."

"You are seriously injured on the eighth floor of the foundation building, and you will definitely not be able to walk ten miles."

There was a hint of indifference in Zhang Li's voice.

His words shocked the person who drew the sword, and turned around slowly.

"You, who are you..."

Zhang Li let go of his sword and walked into the wing with his hands behind his back.

The man hesitated for a moment, and followed him in.

Zhang Li sat down in front of the long table and looked at the person in front of him.

He is only in his thirties, with a thin face, and his swordsmanship is not bad, and his immortality has eight levels of foundation building, but his body is injured, and the true essence in the meridians is trapped by the magic pressure to pass through.

There is also a cloud of demonic energy entrenched in the dantian.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and a pill flew out.

The man took it with his hand, looked it over carefully, hesitated for a moment, and put the pill into his mouth.

After entering the pill, the originally silent true energy in his body began to surge.

One after another spiritual lights intertwined, and then a faint fairy air permeated the air.

The demonic energy in the original body was dispelled, and golden light appeared in the dantian.

"Wu Ziyue thank you senior."

Opening his eyes, the young man with surprise on his face bowed towards Zhang Li.

There was light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Now that I have recovered my cultivation, I can lead my brothers out of Wulu City."

"Senior, if you can—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Li had already waved his hand: "I, Jingyuan Trading Company, only do business and don't care about anything else."

"That pill is worth three thousand spirit stones."

Three thousand spirit stones is not a decimal.

But for this pill that can save lives, it is already very cheap.

Wu Ziyue nodded and took out two chalcedony beads.

"Senior, I don't have so many spirit stones on me right now. When I come back, I will definitely make up for the missing spirit stones."

After finishing speaking, he bowed, put the chalcedony beads on the table, then turned and left.

But for a while, there were a few fighting sounds outside the inn, and then there was silence.

Zhang Li chuckled and shook his head, but didn't speak.

Two days later, under the propaganda of the magic way in the city, the caravan of Jingyuan Trading Company was sent to an ownerless shop as a representative.

Qu Jiaxiang led ten of his juniors to stay in the shop.

This is actually what proton means.

Zhang Li led the caravan, and slowly walked out of the city with two large carts sent by the demon practitioners.

When Qu Chengtan and the others walked out of the city, they had complicated expressions on their faces.

This trip was really like a dream.

A shop, two carts, and 70 yuan of Lingshi.

This is really a huge amount of money.

It's just that Qu Jiaxiang and others were detained in the city, what should I do?
"Mr. Zhang..." Qu Chengtan looked at Zhang Li.

The others were also looking forward to Zhang Li.

"Take the spirit stones and go to the surrounding villages and towns to collect elixir and furs. If you come a few more times, you can make a lot of money and go back home." Zhang Li smiled and urged Qingniu to move forward.

The others looked at each other and followed with complicated expressions.

The convoy gathered some elixir at Zhuangzi hundreds of miles away, and then transferred a few more Zhuangzi.

During the overnight stay, Zhang Li asked Qu Chengtan and the others to rest, and he came to guard the cart.

There was a bit of chill in the night wind.

"Since you're here, why hide?" Zhang Li stood by the forest and said lightly.

As his voice fell, several figures walked out of the forest.

The person in charge was Wu Ziyue who had met him at the Wulu City Inn before.

"Why, are you here to return my spirit stone?" Zhang Li asked, looking at Wu Ziyue.

Wu Ziyue had a complex expression on her face at this time, bowed to Zhang Li, and presented a chalcedony bead: "Senior, I have another idea besides returning the spirit stone this time."

He pondered for a while, but before he could speak, someone behind him already spoke.

"Leave this caravan to us. You will stay with us for the time being. You can leave after we take down Wulu City."

"Don't worry, I'll give you [-] spirit stones after it's done."

The person who spoke took a step forward, with a strong evil spirit permeating his body.

"If not, just because you dare to do business with the devil's palace, the poor will make you die." (End of this chapter)