Standing at the foot of Xianyang City.

Zhang Heng discovered that Xianyang City in Qin State was more than ten times larger than Kaifeng, the imperial city in Liaozhai World.

Because in the world of Liaozhai, monks are very rare.

The true bounds are different.

There are many monks, and some immortal sects at the prefecture and county level often recruit disciples in their respective territories.

Over time, even in the countryside, many places were guarded by monks.

Xianyang was the imperial city of Qin.

It even accommodated a large number of monks. In some construction sites that were under construction, Zhang Heng even saw many casual monks who were short of money, helping to build cities and temples.

Although it is said that most of the monks involved in the construction of the project have relatively low cultivation levels.

But I have to admit that low-level monks are also monks. Even if they only have Qi training and foundation-building skills, one person can stand up to ten or even a hundred people.

What's more, puppets, control beasts, and mechanism beasts are used to participate in city construction.

It is a machine puppet that looks like a hill. In its hands, hundreds of tons of boulders are like building blocks, enough to build a hundred-foot-high city wall.

There are also puppet birds, flying all over the sky while grabbing the giant tree hugged by five people, and the efficiency is still higher than that of the tower crane.

"I didn't feel it when I was in the country."

"In big cities, cultivation has indeed become integrated with ordinary people's lives."

Zhang Heng and Hua Rou walked in the bustling city of Xianyang.

After looking around again and again, I found that the prices in Xianyang City are not high, only 30 to 50% higher than those in Liujiabao.

You know, Xianyang has a population of hundreds of millions. With so many people concentrated in one city, the population density is quite large.

Equally large are the material needs.

To feed hundreds of millions of people, at least 80 million to 120 million acres of farmland are needed. Putting these fertile fields together, it amounts to 70,000 square kilometers.

Taking Jiangsu as an example, the entire Jiangsu area is only 100,000 square kilometers.

This shows how much pressure Xianyang City will face in terms of food and water.

But Zhang Heng did not notice huge fluctuations in prices.

You'll find out once you ask.

The location of Xianyang was not chosen randomly.

Near Xianyang, there are five large dimensional worlds surrounding it.

In each dimensional world, the small one is thousands of miles away, and the big one is tens of thousands of miles away.

This is the main grain-producing area in Xianyang City. It is in the hands of the Qin royal family and the Xianmen respectively. The grain produced every year is enough to supply 200 million people.

Planting is also quite sophisticated.

The monks are responsible for irrigation and ripening. According to legend, the immortal sect has also developed spells to eliminate insects, spread rain, and increase yields specifically for the cultivation of crops.

On top of ordinary people's rations, there are also various spiritual fields and medicinal fields.

If the magic monk eats it, it can increase his magic power, and if the physical monk eats it, he can increase his strength.

In addition, there are various spiritual fruits and endless alchemy techniques.

Many of them can be traded freely in Xiuzhenfang City.

Zhang Heng also had to admit it.

It was a good time for the monks.

"Uncle, what do you think of Xianyinfang?"

"This is a market specifically open to casual cultivators. Various major sects have settled in. The Qin royal family guarantees that there are hundreds of elixir pavilions, magic weapon pavilions, rare objects pavilions, and auction houses. It is considered one of the best in the world.

There is a trading market, and even the elixir of longevity has appeared here."

Walked around Xianyang City.

Knowing that Zhang Heng intended to settle in Xianyang, Hua Rou started to think: "Uncle, we can open a Baobao Pavilion in Xianyinfang. This way, we will have a place to settle down, and secondly, we can make more connections. When the time comes,

One day when I succeed in my cultivation and fly the banner of Fengling Sect, I won't be afraid that no one will know who I am."

There is one more thing Hua Rou didn’t say.

Xianyinfang is a free trading market specially opened for casual cultivators.

There were many monks coming and going, and there were even princes, princes and daughters from various countries, heirs of princes, Taoist disciples of immortal sects, saints from holy places, etc. who came to hunt for treasures.

Living here, I know a lot of people, so I don’t have to worry about not having talent to copy.

There are all kinds of things like talent.

Only too little, who would have too much?

"I left Yurong this time because of you."

"If you think it's good, then let's make a decision. After all, you are the future of Fengling Sect, not me."

"You can make up your own mind on how to go. My existence can protect you from wind and rain, but I cannot make decisions for you, because you are who you are, and what I think is good may not be suitable for you."

Zhang Heng is very open-minded.

Because everyone has a unique existence, there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, and there are no two people that are exactly the same.

He won't say, "What do I want you to do?"

He doesn’t even hope that Hua Rou will become the second him.

Zhang Heng is an elder, and he feels that it would be very sad to turn the younger generation into a second version of himself.

"granduncle..."

Hua Rou was deeply moved: "If one day I achieve something, half of this credit will belong to you. Your kindness to me will never be forgotten in my lifetime."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "If one day, the sky does not follow my wishes and the dragon is trapped in the shallows, if you can come and see me, it means that you have lived up to today's destiny. No matter how much, I will not ask for more."

From Zhang Heng's point of view, he promised the Jade Ax Patriarch that he would take care of his descendants, and what he is doing now is nothing inappropriate.

So he didn't have many requirements for Hua Rou.

In the future, if Hua Rou rises from the wind, she will have her own destiny.

At that time, Zhang Heng was very content to be able to call him uncle like he does today.

Not willing.

Zhang Heng is not picky. He has no expectations for anyone, and naturally he will not be disappointed in anyone.

The same goes for being a human being.

It’s not strange, it’s not surprising, if you don’t win, how can you lose?

Zhang Heng understands the ways of Lao and Zhuang.

People and things in the world are all under one smile.

"Yi Xici Xia Zhuan said: God transforms it and makes it suitable for the people."

"My uncle's state has reached the unfathomable state of deification. He is not obsessed with himself, does not care about merit, and is not burdened with fame. As the saying goes, a perfect person has no self, a god has no merit, and a saint has no name."

"This kind of realm, not to mention true immortals, even earthly immortals and heavenly immortals, can be achieved by very few."

"Such a Taoist heart is truly terrifying."

"My great-uncle said today he was optimistic about Yuan Wen, tomorrow he said he was optimistic about Han Li, and the day after tomorrow he said Bai Hao was a talent that could be made."

"But compared to my uncle, these people..."

I felt Zhang Heng’s freedom and ease.

Hua Rou thought to herself: "My uncle became an immortal in ten years, and these people may also become immortals in ten years, but can the gap in realm really be made up in ten years?"

Hua Rou couldn't imagine it at all.

How could a person's xinxing reach such a high level in the ten years since he entered the spiritual path?

Thinking of Zhang Heng's series of golden and luxurious talent combinations, as well as the mysterious talents that could not be discovered, Hua Rou couldn't help but clenched her fists and muttered in her heart: "My great-uncle has the talent of a golden immortal."

"Um?"

In the dark.

Zhang Hengxin felt something.

He raised his head and looked around, but found nothing unusual. He didn't know that he was being milked again.

then.

When Zhang Heng became a disciple of Xu Zhenren, Qian Zhenren favored him and thought that he was a good candidate for spiritual practice and had the qualifications to practice.

later.

Zhang Hengde met Uncle Star Picker, and was nurtured by Star Picker Uncle and Jiu Shu, who believed that he had the qualities of a true immortal.
To be continued...