Guanshan Town is actually located among the mountains, otherwise why isn’t it called Guanhai Town or Guanhe Town?

And one hundred and twenty miles east of Guanshan Town, three mountains rose up and penetrated into the sky.

These three mountains all have names. The first mountain to the north is called Qiaolin, the mountain in the middle is called Luofu, and the mountain to the south is called Longhuitou.

The person who named these three mountains was Kou Zhendao. He was the ancestor of the Kou family, one of the four major families in Guanshan Town. He was once a disciple of the Dameng Jian Sect and was ordered to go to Heituyuan to build villages and towns, but later he built Guanshan Town.

Kou Zhendao lived a total of 359 years old and did not break through the level of the golden elixir until his death.

I don’t know what he felt in his later years, so I gave these three nameless mountains such names.

But this is no longer important. What is important is that after walking through the surrounding mountains, Zhang Yang finally decided to place the gate of Tianjianmen on these three barren mountains.

This time it was really formal.

This place will become Zhang Yang's base camp, the real old nest, the kind that you don't plan to leave when you come.

For this reason, he borrowed 20,000 immortal stones with nine out of thirteen returns. Well, he only got 18,000 yuan, and he would have to pay back 26,000 yuan a year later.

Although he had no intention of paying it back from the beginning, this was enough to prove Zhang Yang's sincerity.

It's really true sincerity.

The day when the mountain gate was completed was set aside half a month later. On this day, not only the four major families in Guanshan Town were present, but many business stores, families, wealthy people, and even a young city lord came to congratulate each other overnight.

There are hundreds of people, including those who practice immortals in the Foundation Establishment Stage and masters in the Golden Elixir Stage.

Zhang Yang smiled brightly, and the visitors also smiled brightly.

Especially the young man who is said to be the young lord of Yening City, smiled brightly.

Oh, there is another special existence among the visitors. Li Hanqiu, a disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect, was not dead. He just destroyed the three heavenly meridians, the Heart meridian sword pills, the Yimai sword pills, and the Spirit meridian sword pills.

So he looked like he was useless.

And what's even more strange is that when he was seriously injured, he did not forget to repay the affairs of the demon spies to the Dameng Sword Sect. Now that he has "recovered", he is not in a hurry, and he doesn't even want to leave at all.

Zhang Yang has also tried to communicate with the deposed sword cultivator Li Hanqiu in the past few days, but the other party was just stunned, as if the sorrow is greater than the death of his heart. Well, it is impossible to describe the specifics.

But today, Li Hanqiu came, and he still looked decadent, just because he looked at Zhang Yang with more ridicule.

"Does my fellow Taoist think I am shaking a tree in a canifer and hitting a stone with an egg, and I will never die if I don't do it?"

Zhang Yang came over and asked with a smile. He had no disgust towards this disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect, and also thought he was qualified to call him a fellow Taoist.

"The Great Dream Sword Sect probably won't do anything to you, and even the Tianyuan Sect may be happy to see the appearance of your Tianjian Sect." Li Hanqiu spoke, the logic was clear and the voice was very calm.

Zhang Yang nodded and continued to listen.

"You saved my life. No matter what your purpose is, you saved my life after all, so I want to remind you that while your mountain gate has not yet fallen, choose another place and don't become someone else's pawn."

"What's specific?" Zhang Yang was very interested.

"Specific? Black Soil Origin has been a buffer place used by the Immortal Cultivation World to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm thousands of years ago, but you must also know that thousands of years ago Black Soil Origin was actually a fertile land on earth. But now, for some reason, the demon clan used extraordinary means to cut half of the Black Soil Origin into the Demon Realm, so naturally, there was less buffer place."

"Now, five thousand miles west of Guanshan Town will become the new Black Tuyuan. This is why the Dameng Sword Sect and Tianyuan Sect ignore your clown-like behavior. They wish you stay here and become a nail. Just like what they have done for thousands of years, they have been sending disciples who have no potential to practice into Heituyuan to establish villages and towns."

When Li Hanqiu said this, the sneer on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.

Zhang Yang frowned, looked at Li Hanqiu's expression change, and after a long time, he said: "Didn't you say that there are demon spies at the top of the Dameng Sword Sect?"

"I have never said that I hope Master Zhang will not think too much." Li Hanqiu's answer was very strange.

"Why don't you attack?" Zhang Yang immediately changed the topic, feeling that the Dameng Sword Sect and Tianyuan Sect were giving in 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 penetrate through the method of establishing villages and towns, just like the roots of a big tree. It seems that there is a higher level of competition. I don't think you will understand."

"Understood."

Zhang Yang nodded, no wonder Dameng Jian Sect and Tianyuan Sect have always supported their disciples to go to Heituyuan to build a village. No wonder every village on Heituyuan seems to be the prototype of a small immortal cultivation sect. It turns out that this is also part of the battlefield of civilization's battle for hegemony?

The Immortal Realm is the third sequence, and its military power is very high, but even so, can it not avoid the vortex of civilization fighting for hegemony?

"Why don't you go back to the Great Dream Sword Sect?"

Zhang Yang asked again.

Hearing this, Li Hanqiu let out a burst of laughter as if he was crying in a ghost.

"I have never been a disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect, so why not go back? What's more, I'm already a useless person and can only wait to die."

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "My Tianjian Sect just lacks a sword-holding elder. Why don't you do it? I'm a waste person."

Li Hanqiu sneered, "You don't have the right to pity me. Let's get through the hurdle in front of you first. Those people come uninvited, not because of your Tianjian Sect, they are here to collect debts."

"Debt collection? What kind of debt collection method? I have made an appointment for one year."

Zhang Yang laughed. It was only half a month before he dared to ask him for debt?

"There are only one reason why the four major families in Guanshan Town agreed to you to establish the Tianjian Gate and are willing to take on the tribute, that is, they dare not offend the Dameng Sword Sect, so you are the best scapegoat. But now, I have been removed from the Dameng Sword Sect, and at the same time, the Guanshan Town has been abandoned for thousands of miles. So as long as you are not a fool, anyone will regret it, so today, they are collecting debts."

When Li Hanqiu said this, he smiled strangely, "The biggest reason why I can stand here today and feel very good is that there are people in this world who are more unlucky than me."
Chapter completed!