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Fortunately, after the "training" at the previous construction sites, Chen Zhan has gone from being shy and restrained in the beginning to becoming more and more adapted to his role.

Although his cultivation strength was inferior to Geng Xuan's, his personal performance in persuading the enemy to surrender was much more effective than Geng Xuan's.

So Geng Xuan took the opportunity to divide the work.

After confirming that a hunting team was out, he first "woken up" his own people who had stayed nearby in advance, and asked them to assist Chen Zhan and persuade the excavators at the construction site to surrender.

He was responsible for finding the hunting team and bringing them all back to the construction site.

This was not difficult for him.

Firstly, these people would not go too far when hunting and would only wander around the mountains and forests near the construction site.

Secondly, the keen sense of smell granted by the "dog-running technique" of the perfect state can also play a miraculous role at this time.

Normally, when dogs like Dahuang and Huang'er are around, Geng Xuan almost never uses this ability himself, and even consciously blocks his overly sensitive sense of smell.

——In daily life, an overly keen sense of smell usually brings a bad experience.

However, now, Da Huang and the other six dogs all had their own tasks, and only Huang Er, A Liu and A Qi were brought to the top by him.

Now, they are also kept near the outpost camp to manage the newly recruited "dog brothers".

At the same time, he cooperated with Zha Luo and others to guard the exit passage in the direction of Yuanzhou in the "Zhehongyan" basin.

In this situation, he had no choice but to go into battle himself.

During this period, the three Xuan Qinghai sand sculptures, who were having so much fun, would occasionally provide some help to Geng Xuan.

Due to many factors combined, Geng Xuan's plan of "recycling" was not really affected.

In this way, Geng Xuan, together with Chen Zhan, continued to persuade the "diggers" scattered in one construction site after another to surrender.

Remove some of the "hard thorns" and try to complete all the preliminary work before the large force led by Xu Peng arrives.

Xu Peng and his men followed behind, just like pushing a snowball that was getting bigger and bigger.

As they got closer to the "Ochre-Eye" Basin, the number of surrenderers and escorts continued to increase.

When the time came to around ten o'clock in the evening on December 15th.

A huge team of more than a thousand people were moving along the rugged mountains that looked like snow under the light of the stars and the moon, like a colony of ants moving.

This huge team of over a thousand people is not bloated and huddled together.

Instead, the basic unit is a team of about fifty or sixty people. Each team has escorts, Chen Zhan’s old subordinates, and "black coolies" who were deceived from all over Yuanzhou.

And those who were surrounded in the middle of the team, which was the smallest group in each team, were Dong Guan’s direct riders from the two states of Xuan and You.

Each team is separated by a distance that is neither too far nor too close, so as not to interfere with each other and to ensure that no one can escape from the team and walk alone.

When this ant-like team moved down the steep ochre-red mountain and entered the flat open space below, and stopped moving forward and began to rest on the spot, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"finally reached!"

As the size of the staff increased, Xu Peng felt more and more stressed. He just sat down on the ground without any image.

He was extremely grateful in his heart that the thing he was most worried about along the way did not happen.

What he feared most was that someone would take the lead in causing trouble.

Whether it's running away or jumping out to sing a different tune, as long as one person does this, he dare not imagine what will happen next.

Fortunately, none of this happened.

Little did he know that this was not just good luck.

Whenever he received prisoners from each construction site, he would always see several dead bodies whose heads had been blown off.

He thought that this was just a way for "Su Ruiliang" to intimidate other surrenderers by killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

But he didn't know that those troublemakers who were most likely to create various unexpected variables on the way back had already been identified by Geng Xuan, who was "able to see through people's hearts", and dealt with in advance.

Along the way, the people Geng Xuan killed the most were Dong Guan's direct subordinates from Xuan and You states.

But those old subordinates of Chen Zhan, and the "black coolies" who were cheated from all over Yuanzhou.

Although they all chose to surrender at the first opportunity and none of them was willing to die for Dong Guan, Geng Xuan did not give all of them the green light.

Still killed several.

It’s because the difference between their “appearance” and “inside” when they shouted surrender was too great.

However, this does not mean that they will definitely encounter trouble on their way back.

But after a slight hesitation, Geng Xuan dealt with these people in the most brutal way.

In the eyes of others, this naturally became new evidence of Su Ruiliang's unreasonableness and notoriety.

……

After arriving at the "Ochre-Eye" basin, the team rested for two hours.

It was not so bad for those who were closer, and they only walked a few dozen or a hundred miles of mountain roads.

For those who have walked a long distance, including the ups and downs of the mountain, they have already walked four or five hundred miles of mountain roads.

From before dawn to now when the sky is full of stars and the moon, I am already so tired that I feel like a walking corpse.

As soon as he stopped, he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

However, Geng Xuan did not let them rest for too long. After joining the one hundred riders and seventy diggers who stayed on the west side of the "Ochre Red Eye" basin, the mighty group of nearly fourteen hundred people continued on their journey back east.

Although, everyone is far from recovering to their best condition.

However, the team's speed of moving eastward was much faster than when trekking through the mountains and forests.

Firstly, the roads in the "Ochre-Red Eye" basin are wide and flat, making them convenient and easy to travel.

Secondly, for such a large project, logistical supply is of paramount importance, and a large number of Yuanzhou horses and carriages were left on the west side of the "Ochre Red Eye" basin.

After a short rest, the team of nearly 1,400 people continued their journey eastward. These carriages and horses were naturally requisitioned as a means of transportation to speed up the team's migration.

After the entire team set off, Geng Xuan continued to order Xu Peng to lead 300 cavalrymen to lead the entire team eastward.

He took Chen Zhan with him, each riding a Xuanyou horse, and set off first, heading eastward at the fastest speed.

Freed from the encumbrance of the large army, the two men on two horses took only more than half an hour to reach the most open central settlement area in the basin, which was a hundred miles away.

……

Geng Xuan rode on his horse and looked towards the entire settlement. Apart from the bright and cold light of the stars and the moon, there was no trace of fire.

"Don't you usually use fire?" Geng Xuan asked curiously.

"Yes, yes." The old man wrapped in animal skin answered respectfully.

He seemed to understand Geng Xuan's confusion at the moment and quickly explained:
"In order to ensure the safety of the warehouse, the superiors have issued several orders to strictly prohibit all fireworks."

Geng Xuan was stunned and asked, "Is cooking also prohibited?"

“It’s all banned, and at first some people disobeyed the order and started a fire to cook.

When the superiors found out, they got really angry and killed a lot of people. After that, no one dared to disobey orders anymore."

At this moment, Geng Xuan and Chen Zhan, who were riding on horses, were standing in front of a series of simple warehouses that stored a large amount of food and medicine.

The old man who was talking to Geng Xuan was the "native old man" who was the first to run out and kneel down to kowtow to him when he led his cavalry through this place last time and killed forty enemy cavalry guards.

At that time, in a hurry to clear out the remaining enemy cavalry, Geng Xuan, after a brief exchange with him, used "mind-reading" and observed the man's "ripple" state.

After having a basic understanding of the old man's identity and mentality, Geng Xuan did not leave anyone to guard the warehouse, but instead gave the task to him.

This time, after finishing other things, Geng Xuan returned here immediately to check the warehouse situation.

Then, in this cold late night, he saw the old man still in the place where he had knelt down and kowtowed to him, still wrapped in the same animal skin, curled up there like an old dog.

At that moment, the cold moonlight shone on him, and the earth seemed like an unreal underworld.

If it weren't for the thick red color that stubbornly lingered above the old man's head, Geng Xuan almost thought that the old man was dead.

When Geng Xuan and Chen Zhan approached on horseback, the old man curled up on the ground turned over, curled up into a ball, and knelt on the ground.

Knowing that he had received his order, he really stayed here without moving a step. Until now, Geng Xuan didn't know whether to scold him for being stupid or praise him for being loyal to his duty.

Seeing such a large settlement without even a spark of fire on this cold winter night, Geng Xuan, who was extremely curious about the living conditions of these people, just asked casually, but he did not expect to hear such a story from the old man.

He looked at Chen Zhan.

Being suddenly looked at like this by him, Chen Zhan felt inexplicably panicked.

He said quickly:

"Ever since that 'giant bear' was arranged by Dong Guan to come to Yuanzhou, he has the final say on everything here.

I just helped recruit some people, collected some information, and guarded the outpost camp."

“…However, I do know a little about his considerations for issuing this ban.

Dong Guan spent a huge amount of money to get these grains and medicines out of Yuanzhou, and he would never allow any problems to occur.

Fire prevention is of paramount importance.

These grains are flammable in themselves, so a large amount of bamboo and wood materials were used to quickly build storage warehouses.

In this savage settlement, a large number of houses built with grass and wood were crowded together in almost no order, with no awareness of fire prevention.

Once a fire starts somewhere, it can easily cause a large fire that spreads to the entire settlement.

By then, it is very likely to affect here.

In order to fundamentally eliminate this possibility, he simply issued such a strict order. "

After hearing what Chen Zhan said, Geng Xuan looked confused and said:
“Since you know there is a major fire hazard here, why don’t you move the warehouse to a farther place instead of squeezing it together with this settlement?
Why not replace all the warehouses with stone and keep the current bamboo and wood structure?"

Chen Zhan's answer made Geng Xuan realize once again how huge the difference was between his thinking and that of people like "Giant Bear".

At the beginning, when the warehouse was located here, there was some negligence in fire prevention.

On the other hand, these warehouses were originally built by these "savages".

"Giant Bear" only arranged a few people to supervise and guide.

——The mission of the "diggers" was to dig tunnels, and the mission of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry was to guard the basin, each with their own duties. The small matter of repairing the warehouse was simply thrown to a group of "savages" to do.

When everything was built and it came to the acceptance stage, the "Giant Bear" realized that these "savages" had not considered the issue of fire prevention at all.

Demolish and rebuild?

Looking at the various supplies that began to be transported in from all over Yuanzhou, the lazy "Giant Bear" directly ordered that all fireworks were strictly prohibited in the savage settlements near the warehouse area!
Problem solved perfectly.

As for the issue of how the "savages" would make fire to cook and keep warm in the cold winter from now on, it was not within his consideration at all.

As savages, eating raw meat and drinking blood, isn't that normal?

"What about these guards? Don't they need fire either?" Geng Xuan asked curiously.

"Hey, look over there." Chen Zhan raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

There, not far from the warehouse area, was a row of individual houses.

Before this, Geng Xuan had not paid special attention to this place.

At this moment, with Chen Zhan's reminder, Geng Xuan looked more carefully and found that those houses were all made of stone.

From the courtyard wall, the four sides, to the roof, everywhere he could see was paved with regular stones such as flagstones and slabs.

Geng Xuan also saw many large stone chimneys.

He felt very emotional in his heart.

At this moment, the idea of "only XX can set the fire, XX is not allowed to light the lamp" took shape in Geng Xuan's mind.

Geng Xuan didn't talk about this matter anymore and looked at the old man in front of him.

Although he was wearing a leather coat, Geng Xuan could still see that he was fighting against the cold.

In addition, the leather tanning technology was very poor. It was not smooth at all and had many holes caused by insects, rot, etc.

With Geng Xuan's keen sense of smell, he could smell a fishy odor from a long distance away.

In order to make himself feel better, he had to force himself to temporarily block out his overly sensitive sense of smell.

However, Geng Xuan did not send the old man away out of disgust. He took Chen Zhan back first. In addition to confirming the situation in the warehouse area, he actually wanted to have a chance to learn more about the "savages" here before the main force returned.

He pointed to the row of stone houses in the distance and said to the old man, "Let's go there and talk."

Having said that, he took Chen Zhan and rode away first.

Looking at Geng Xuan and Chen Zhan riding away on their horses, the old man's eyes suddenly became much more lively, and he showed a thoughtful expression.

Geng Xuan, who was very perceptive, could easily sense that the gaze staring at him from behind had subtly changed.

He chuckled in his heart.

First of all, these savages living in the "Ochre-Eye" basin are not real savages.

Although this small society had obviously degenerated in just a few hundred years, it had not completely degenerated into a savage state.

Secondly, this old man, as the "indigenous chief" of the "Ochre Red Eye" basin, cannot really be a dull, rigid and stubborn old man.

If he really had this kind of personality, he would not have been able to sit in this position.

But Geng Xuan had to admit that in terms of acting, this old man was the best one he had ever seen.

Perhaps this is the natural advantage that his identity as a "native savage" gives him.

But in the eyes of Geng Xuan, who could directly see his "ripple" state and see his inner emotional changes through the grandmaster's "mind-reading technique", these disguises of his only made Geng Xuan more interested in him.

Geng Xuan took Chen Zhan into a spacious stone house that looked like a dining hall. Surrounding the four walls was a row of long stone tables.

There is a fire pit in the middle of the house, with ready-made hay and firewood in it, and flint next to it.

When the old man cautiously entered the room, a raging fire was already burning in the fire pit.

Geng Xuan looked at the door and saw the old man, who was huddled up in a thin linen shirt and whose fur coat was nowhere to be found. He said in surprise:
"Why did you take off your clothes?"

Looking at the old man stammering with a look of shame, Geng Xuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that his disgust and dislike for the fishy and foul smell emanating from the leather jacket had long been noticed by the old man.

That was in the open air outdoors. Inside this house, the smell of his leather jacket would only be stronger.

Therefore, the old man simply took off his warm clothes before entering the house.

Geng Xuan paused for a moment, then said, "Come in... Come to the fire pit, it's warm here."

The old man walked quickly with small steps, stood beside the blazing bonfire, knelt down facing Geng Xuan, and curled up into a small ball with his skinny body on the ground.

"Okay, let's just chat. Don't be so reserved."

"Yes." The old man straightened his upper body and knelt beside the fire.

"What's your name?" Geng Xuan asked.

"Deng Shan." the old man replied.

"How old are you this year?" Geng Xuan asked again.

After hearing this, the old man frowned and huddled together.

Seeing this, Geng Xuan became more curious, "Is this difficult to answer?"

"Yes." said the old man.

"Why?" Geng Xuan became more and more interested.

"Because we never cared about this issue..."

After listening to the old man's explanation and Geng Xuan's continued in-depth questioning, Geng Xuan finally understood that they were not unconcerned about this issue.

Rather, since a long time ago, the "natives" of these "ochre-eye" basins have lost the ability to accurately record time.

According to Deng Shan, a long, long time ago, there were people who knew how to accurately grasp the passage of time based on the changes in the stars in the sky, the sun, and the phases of the moon.

But this ability, after a person dies, can never be reproduced, and in the eyes of others, it is like a miraculous ability.

Later generations can only roughly estimate the passage of time based on the blooming and withering of flowers and the changes in temperature of the four seasons.

But there is also a problem. Different types of flowers bloom in different seasons.

Also, because the climate change in the "Ochre Red Eye" basin itself is different from that in the outside world, the flowering period of many crops is not once a year, but may be twice a year, or three times in two years, or once every two years.

The changes in temperature of the climate cannot be predicted accurately either.

Over the past few hundred years, there are always times when things don't go according to the rules.

Everyone has different references and draws different conclusions.

Furthermore, in daily life, how many people would persevere, generation after generation, in calculating the passage of time in a relay manner?

Therefore, it is natural that the "savages" in the "Ochre-Eye" Basin have become increasingly blurred in their ability to perceive time as generations pass.

"How old are you?" This question, which seems extremely simple to outsiders, has become an unsolvable problem for people like Deng Shan.

Understanding the changes behind the scenes, Geng Xuan sighed inwardly.

Not knowing your exact age is actually a small matter.

The confusion about seasonal changes is a fatal blow to agricultural production.

No wonder there are so few “indigenous savages” in such a large basin.

"How many people are there among you in total?" Geng Xuan asked.

"About 7,000 people... We need to count them carefully to know the exact number. Many people die every winter." Deng Shan said.

He looked very calm when he said this.

Even though Geng Xuan possessed the master's level of "physiognomy", he could not tell any emotional changes on his part.

To him, death in winter might be part of the natural order. "I'm talking about the entire basin, not just this settlement."

Dengshan Road:
"Yes, I am also talking about the population of all settlements... This settlement only has over 2,000 people."

Geng Xuan remained silent.

This was much less than he had expected.

This "Ochre-Eyed" basin is more than two hundred miles long from east to west. Although it is narrower from north to south, Geng Xuan has judged from everything he has observed along the way that its average width is no less than thirty miles.

This is more than two million acres of land.

Although the soil here is rather special, its quality is very good and is no worse than the most fertile land in Yueluyuan.

This land, which is enough to easily support hundreds of thousands of people, ultimately only supports a few thousand people, and this number continues to shrink.

This gave Geng Xuan a more intuitive understanding of the degree of degeneration of the "savages" here.

"Then are you clear about the time when you moved here?" Geng Xuan couldn't help but ask.

Geng Xuan actually didn't have much hope for this problem.

After all, Deng Shan didn’t even know his own age, let alone anything else.

But Deng Shan gave him a little surprise on this issue.

He just thought about it for a moment and said:

"The year we moved here was exactly the ninety-second year after Emperor Yuan's death."

Seeing Geng Xuan's suspicious look, as if he was questioning the authenticity of the number, he quickly said:

“The reason why I remember it so clearly is that the leader who led us to escape here was born in Yuanjing in the same year that Emperor Yuan died.

He had an extremely rough life and was always on the run before he was in his forties.

At first, he escaped alone, and later, he escaped with a group of people.

As he got older, more and more people followed him to escape.

Later, he took tens of thousands of people who fled with him and settled down on the banks of the Zhushui River near Cenling, and opened up a neighborhood.

But there is still no peace.

The Lifang encountered crises several times.

Many people suggested many times that he should take everyone to migrate again for refuge, but he always refused to agree.

He just said that he was tired of escaping and only wanted to die in one place. Others could go or stay as they pleased, but he would never leave again.

As a result, the neighborhood split several times.

Some people leave, but new refugees continue to arrive.

He maintained the situation in the neighborhood in this difficult way for decades, until he was 92 years old, when he suddenly summoned all the residents in the middle of the night and moved away overnight.

…It turns out that he had discovered this basin long ago, and spent decades secretly digging a tunnel out of it.”

Speaking of this leader, Deng Shan's expression suddenly became much more interesting.

For people like them, what this neighborhood leader did was indeed a miracle like "creation of the world".

"What's his name?" Geng Xuan asked.

"He Tianrui." Deng Shan said softly.

"He Tianrui?" Geng Xuan nodded slightly and asked:

"What happened next? What did he do after he led the people to move here?"

"He sealed the entrance and exit of the tunnel with his own hands and strictly prohibited anyone from digging it again." Deng Shan said.

Hearing this, Geng Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Deng Shan continued: "...Then, he led everyone to build a new home.

He led the people to open up large tracts of fertile farmland, build many canals, and plant many mulberry forests and orchards.

Men worked happily in the fields without worrying about anyone coming to seize their land, and no one was collecting taxes from the land. Everyone planted as much as they could eat.

Women can stay at home and take care of the elderly and children without worrying about soldiers suddenly breaking into their homes..."

When talking about the story of the "Creation Period" of this basin, Deng Shan's eyes were full of fascination.

Finally, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he sighed sadly and said:
“It’s a pity that he is too old, and he suffered too many hidden injuries during his early years of fleeing.

He died seven years after moving here.

Since then, there has never been another leader as good as him. Each generation is worse than the previous one. Until I got to his hands..."

At this point, his voice became choked and his face was filled with shame.

It seemed that he blamed the decline and degradation of the "Ochre-Eyed" Basin over the past few hundred years on their "unmotivated" leaders.

But Geng Xuan knew very well that when He Tianrui moved the residents here, he immediately sealed the entrance and exit of the tunnel and strictly prohibited anyone from digging through it.

The degeneration of this small society has become an inevitable trend.

Because of its overly sacred status in the hearts of these people, it has formed a special ideological imprint in their hearts.

Even hundreds of years after his death, no one dared to disobey him.

"Over the past few hundred years, has none of you thought of going outside to take a look?
Even if this tunnel cannot be dug through, we can always climb the mountain, right?

Although this place is located deep in the Chiwu Mountain, it is only a few hundred miles away from the Cenling Mountain. You won't be trapped here for hundreds of years, right?"

Deng Shan shook his head and said:

“This is naturally not difficult for practitioners like you who can move high and low.

But for us, it is impossible.

There is no way we can get out of this forest that spans hundreds of miles even if we have ten lives!
...It’s not that no one has tried, but without exception, none of them have returned.”

Hearing what Deng Shan said, Geng Xuan was a little confused and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, he finally grasped the point that confused him and said:

"You don't understand cultivation?"

Deng Shan nodded and said, "Yeah, I don't understand."

He took it as a matter of course and didn't think there was anything strange about it at all.

"But if I'm not mistaken, He Tianrui's cultivation must be very impressive, right?"

Despite decades of escape leaving him with a number of hidden illnesses, he still lived to be ninety-nine years old.

You can discover this "paradise" hidden deep in Chiwu Mountain.

It took decades of work to quietly dig a tunnel over 200 miles long and lead the entire neighborhood to move in.

Geng Xuan judged that this person's cultivation level would definitely not be lower than the late stage of marrow refining, and his mastery of the "Earth Walking Technique" was very high.

His abilities in other areas are definitely not bad either.

"Yes."

Deng Shan gave an affirmative answer to Geng Xuan's guess.

"If that's the case, how did you manage to know nothing about cultivation?"

Could it be that a certain generation, or even several generations, were cursed with a special bloodline, so that there was not a single person good at cultivation, resulting in the interruption of the inheritance?

Geng Xuan guessed this in his mind.

He thought this was ridiculous enough.

But Deng Shan's answer made Geng Xuan realize to his amazement that the reality was even more absurd than he had guessed.

The one who personally destroyed the cultivation inheritance was not a later generation of descendants, but He Tianrui himself.

the reason is simple.

Although he himself has a very high level of cultivation and is extremely powerful, he hates the very act of cultivation.

He believed that this was the most poisonous substance in the world and the ultimate source of the endless conflicts and fighting in the Nine Provinces.

Cultivation widens the gap between people and amplifies personal ambitions and desires.

A cultivator who is powerful enough, such as Overlord, can transform his personal ambitions and desires into flames that drag billions of people in the Nine Provinces into purgatory.

Even if their strength is inferior to that of the Overlord, the cultivator's mentality is to not admit defeat, not to fear the strong, and even to die, they will not bow to others.

This may be a commendable quality for an individual, but as long as one in ten practitioners in the world maintains such a mentality, the world will never be peaceful.

The troubled times will never end.

Therefore, although He Tianrui himself is extremely powerful, he really hates the act of "cultivation" to the core.

"How nice it would be if there were no practitioners in the world?"

In Kyushu, such thoughts could only be his delusion.

But when he led the people to this small world, he had the opportunity to put his delusions into practice!
He wanted to create a paradise without practitioners according to his dream.

To this end, he spent decades digging a tunnel leading to the paradise with his bare hands and led tens of thousands of residents to move in.

——If he just wanted to live in seclusion for himself and some of his close friends, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. With his ability, it would not be too difficult to escort dozens or hundreds of people across the hundreds of miles of Chiwu Mountain.

For the same purpose, he, who has such powerful strength, intentionally or unintentionally created the illusion that the neighborhood was in danger, forcing other ambitious and aspiring practitioners to leave and seek better opportunities elsewhere.

In the end, those who gathered around him were all ordinary people who had nowhere else to go and could only seek shelter under his command.

Apart from him, there was no other serious practitioner brought into this "paradise" by him.

When He Tianrui passed away, he did not leave behind any martial arts inheritance and left without a trace.

In his own way, in the "little world" that he had painstakingly created, he completely eliminated the malignant monster called "practitioner".

Since he came here, until Chen Zhan and others discovered this place, in the more than four hundred years, this increasingly degraded "paradise" had indeed not produced a single serious practitioner.

At most, he is just a minor figure who knows some basic leather refining techniques.

Geng Xuan sat there, stunned for a long time.

I don’t know how to evaluate He Tianrui and his actions.

After a long time, he thought of a question and couldn't help asking:
"Then how do you resist the beasts?"

This is deep in the Chiwu Mountains, and powerful wild beasts can be found everywhere.

For ordinary people who don’t understand cultivation, the threat is not small.

Deng Shan's answer made Geng Xuan realize that He Tianrui had thought about this problem, and had a complete solution.

First, he personally cleared out all the powerful beasts in and around the basin that posed a threat to ordinary people.

And they persist in killing or driving away the invading wild animals all year round.

At the same time, he organized the adult residents and asked them to set traps, use fire, intimidation, and the power of hundreds or thousands of people... using various methods to drive away the wild beasts.

Because he grasped two core points.

There is a fundamental difference between a powerful wild beast and a powerful cultivator.

A powerful practitioner could kill a weak person with no grudge against him at the mere thought of something.

But the beasts don't.

They value their own strength very much and will carefully calculate every hunt.

Simply put, any hunting that would cause a loss should never be done.

For example, if a mouse is dangling around a tiger's mouth, the tiger will weigh the pros and cons and find that if the energy consumed in chasing the mouse is greater than the gain from capturing and eating it, then the tiger will definitely choose not to attack and will let the mouse dangle around its mouth without opening its mouth to bite it.

This does not even take into account the possibility of hunting failure.

By the same token, humans do not need to actually defeat powerful beasts, they just need to let them know that hunting a human is more consuming than rewarding, and there is even the risk of injury and the possibility of returning empty-handed.

Over time, they will naturally stop attacking humans.

Another thing is that all powerful beasts have a sense of territory.

They will defend their own territory to the death, but they will also respect the territory of other beasts.

Once the new territory is formed, the basin will become human territory.

Even though it is located deep in the Chiwu Mountains, there is no need to worry about being attacked by wild animals.

that's the truth.

Although wild beasts occasionally invade the basin, these "native savages", who are completely degraded in other aspects, have very mature experience in this regard.

Even if it is a powerful beast whose strength is not inferior to that of the Blood Refining level, a group of "savages" who don't even have the skills of Skin Refining can drive it away without causing any casualties.

"..."

After listening to the survival wisdom taught by He Tianrui on how weak humans can survive safely surrounded by powerful wild beasts, Geng Xuan was no longer sure how to evaluate this man.

At this moment, Geng Xuan's eyes suddenly fixed.

His gaze shifted away from Deng Shan and swept towards the void beside him.

In the field of vision that only he could see, five groups of "residual energy" that were almost connected in front and back were quickly passing through the void and rushing towards his location.

The moment Geng Xuan saw the direction these five groups of "residual energy" were coming from, he knew that this was not coming from the team of Xu Peng and others who were currently rushing to his west with a large force.

Nor was it the team of Zha Luo and others who were currently stationed in the outpost camp to the east of him at the junction of Cenling Mountain and Chiwu Mountain.

These five groups of "residual air" come from the south.

It is most likely Qingyuan Market, or it may be a market in "Beibaji".

It could also be Liuyunfang, Dongwuji, Nansiji or other places where “our own people” are located.

If that were all, it wouldn't be enough for him to pay special attention.

Because he was fully prepared mentally for the deaths of these "own people".

What really attracted his attention about these five balls of "residual air" was that their red color was too light.

"Could it be that the 'sin' in the remaining air will gradually dissipate and dilute as the distance increases?"

This was the first thought that came to Geng Xuan’s mind.

But, this was different from how he had felt before.

When he was at Qingyuan Market, he also received remnants of Qi from other markets in the "Eastern Fifth Market" and even from the "Southern Fourth Market" hundreds of miles away across the remnant of the Chiwu Mountain. The fame of those remnants of Qi had never faded to the level it was before.

If the red name does not dilute with distance, then the five balls of residual air in front of us cannot come from the death of "our own people".

Because Geng Xuan was very sure that, no matter whether it was the official members or temporary members of the Giant Bear Gang, except for the special case of Xie Hang's sister, there was no other "insider" whose reputation could fade to this extent.

If these five red names are not from “our own people”, then they can only be “enemies” killed by “our own people”.

It’s a long story, but these thoughts flashed through Geng Xuan’s mind the moment he saw the five extremely thin red gas residues.

[Capture the remaining energy, do you want to refine it? ]

[Capture the remaining energy, do you want to refine it? ]

【…】

Five pieces of information appeared in Geng Xuan's mind one after another.

Now, Geng Xuan can completely block out these messages that are almost flooding his screen according to his own wishes.

At this moment, he took the initiative to remove this shielding.

When these pieces of information emerged in his mind one by one, he paused for a moment and confirmed them in his heart.

Refining.

In an instant, five thin residual gases were successfully refined.

【Get two points of good fortune. 】

【Get two points of good fortune. 】

【Get three points of good fortune. 】

【Get three points of good fortune. 】

【Get four points of good fortune. 】

The five balls of refined residual energy brought Geng Xuan a total of fourteen points of good fortune.

Moreover, there is only good luck, no bad luck.

The profit from black luck is "0".

Geng Xuan only took a glance at these lucky benefits and then focused his attention on the "contributors" of these five benefits.

Fan Xueer, Fan Shuanger, Zheng Guimei, Jiang Dazhi, Fan Laoshuan.

Geng Xuan's mind lingered on these five ordinary names for a long time before he withdrew his thoughts from "Suizhu".

Looking at Deng Shan who was kneeling respectfully beside the fire in front of him, he temporarily lost interest in continuing the conversation with him.

He said: "Your answer has solved many of the confusions in my mind... However, let's leave it at that for now. I will ask you if I have any questions in the future."

Deng Shan, who was kneeling on the ground, bowed respectfully and walked backwards out of the house.

Just as he was about to back out the door, Geng Xuan suddenly remembered something and said:
"It is now the 563rd year after the death of Emperor Yuan. If you moved here 92 years after the death of Emperor Yuan, then this year is the 471st year you have been here." (End of this chapter)