Chen Luoyang and Chen Chuhua headed north together. The two parted ways in Luoyang, heading northwest and north respectively.
"The headquarter will be moved to this Luoyang?" Chen Chuhua asked.
When Chen Luoyang changed the name of Yujing to Luoyang, she had expected this day.
This was also within reason.
The Ancient God Peak was too far south.
The inertia of the tradition in the religion was strong, but in the face of the Ancient God finally entering the Middle Earth and dominating the whole Divine Land, the so-called tradition did not matter anymore.
In terms of the achievements of the Ancient God, except for the founder, the first Hierarch, who had a special meaning, the current Hierarch, Chen Luoyang, had unintentionally surpassed the previous Hierarch.
In terms of the expansion of territory, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he could do more than the previous Hierarch combined, and it might even be an understatement.
"This is not bad, this is it." Chen Luoyang said.
With Chen Luoyang's current prestige, moving the headquarter to Luoyang was only a matter of a word.
Even the most stubborn elder faction would not raise any objections in this regard.
Moreover, from a functional point of view, the Ancient God, who now dominated the whole Divine Land instead of the Southern Wasteland, should naturally choose the headquarter to settle in the center of Divine Land, so that its influence could spread in all directions.
The first seat of the Basaltic Temple, Su Wei, had been ordered to return to Luoyang.
To be precise, he was ordered to go back and forth between Luoyang and the Ancient God Peak to prepare for the headquarter's move.
It was destined to be a huge and complicated project.
After solving the problem of the Changchun Palace, Su Wei also needed to further coordinate and coordinate the daily affairs of the Devil religion in the entire Divine Land.
The amount of work involved was so huge that just thinking about it made people feel despair.
However, Su Wei was rarely in high spirits.
The dark circles around her eyes seemed to have lightened a little.
He was full of energy.
After breaking into the level of Emperor Wu, Su Ye shouldered the heavy responsibility of wiping out the remaining powerful non-humankind beings.
As for Su Wei's bodyguard duties, other than his brothers from the Basaltic Temple, his wife, the First Night of the Blue Dragon, Liu Si, was also there.
The husband and wife were finally reunited. It was no wonder that Su Wei seemed to be different.
He just didn't know if it was because Su Ye finally stopped appearing in front of him.
With one positive and the other negative, the chief monk of the Basaltic Temple was rejuvenated and looked like he was going back to his youth.
Although his actual age was only in his twenties …
"This is the person from the Palace of Eternal Spring you're looking for?" When Chen Chuhua saw this, he was deep in thought. "It takes ten years to grow a tree, and a hundred years to nurture a man. Perhaps it will take a long time for the effect to be seen."
"Everything needs a beginning," Chen Luoyang said.
"If your vision comes true, it will be a good thing for the people in the world, and it will also push the prestige of the Divine Sect to a new height among the people." Chen Chuhua asked, "However, if it continues to develop better and better, and if it continues to improve, there may be another situation."
Hearing this, Chen Luoyang looked at him.
"Reducing the famine will increase the population, which is a good thing. But if farming becomes easier and easier, then gradually, fewer and fewer people will be needed to farm. The rich people will have nothing to do, and it's hard to predict what will happen then." Chen Chuhua said, "The more the population, the more warriors will be produced. Of course, this is good. But after all, not everyone has the qualifications to practice martial arts, and there will be more and more idle people."
Chen Luoyang couldn't help but look at him again.
"So, what's your idea?" he asked.
"The dyeing workshop, the weaving workshop, the forging workshop, and other similar places." Chen Chuhua answered, "But I think it can only be used in the early stage. As the population increases, I don't know if it can be used continuously."
Chen Luoyang thought, That's why we need to improve technology and upgrade the industry.
Of course, before that, we need to free enough people from agriculture to provide the necessary manpower for the industry.
"From your tone, are you interested in giving it a try?" Chen Luoyang asked.
"I feel that this is more challenging." Chen Chuhua smiled and said, "But, we need to solve the external threat first. Otherwise, everything will be in vain."
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "There's no threat to speak of."
At this time, Xiao Yuntian sent another letter.
After reading it, Chen Luoyang raised his eyebrows.
Chen Chuhua looked at him, and said in a playful tone, "Yan Mingkong has left the Divine Sect."
"It should be the impact of Second Patriarch's death." Chen Chuhua sighed softly, "On the other hand, with her temperament, she will definitely go to avenge Second Patriarch."
Then, she looked at Chen Luoyang again, "But, I'm afraid she still …"
Chen Luoyang nodded calmly, "Yes, she also sent me a letter of challenge. When she comes back from the west, she will fight with me again."
Although he felt that it was troublesome.
But forget it, if she wants to come, then come.
Fighting with others is endless fun … Maybe?
He said calmly, "But, before she comes back, it is more likely that I will go find her and the Demonic Buddha first after finishing the war in the northwest."
"Although Yun Tian is already there, I will also order Blue Dragon Three to go there. After all, the environment of the Snow Highland is special. No matter how many people we have, it is not enough," Chen Chuhua said.
After a pause, she continued, "Luoyang, your little girl is also on the highland with the Pill Empress."
"It's okay," Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "Just try to keep an eye on her."
This time, he might have a chance to see what kind of background Ying Qingqing had.
Speaking of this, he could not help but glance at Chen Chuhua, who was beside him, out of the corner of his eye.
He was not easy to deal with.
Let's see if there will be more gains in the future.
The two said goodbye, and Chen Chuhua went north to the grasslands. He met up with Su Ye, Zhang Tianheng, and the others, and continued to sweep the territories of the Mutated Tribe in the north.
As for Chen Luoyang, he left Yuzhou and headed northwest.
Behind him, most of the Central Plains of China had already been owned by the Ancient God.
After the last two places, Ezhou and Huizhou, were incorporated into the territory of the Ancient God, from south to north, all the land was connected.
Jiaozhou, Yuezhou, Xiangzhou, Dianzhou, Qianzhou, Minzhou, Xiangzhou, Ganzhou, Ezhou, Huizhou, Zhezhou, Jiangzhou, Shuzhou, Yuzhou, Yuzhou, Luzhou, and Jizhou all belonged to the Holy Land of the Ancient God.
Jinzhou was originally occupied by the Mutated Tribe after they defeated the Qing Liang Temple.
But after the Blade Emperor Yuwen Feng and the Black Emperor Seok fell, the Mutated Tribe experts did not dare to stay any longer, and quickly retreated to avoid being beaten up by the Mutated Tribe.
Jinzhou fell into the hands of the Devil religion.
Previously, Chen Luoyang had ordered many followers of the Devil religion to attack Qin Zhou from all directions.
Although Qin Zhou had gathered many righteous people, they could only fight and retreat in the face of the strength of the Devil religion.
The Zhao family of Wei River had given up their own foundation, and the Feng family of the Northern Borderline, the Qing Liang Temple, and even the remnants of the Xia dynasty were all in the same boat. The only thing they could do now was to escape to the west, hoping to escape the claws of the Ancient God.
Gan Province and the other desert corridors were temporarily still under the control of the remnants of the Xia dynasty.
But before the Mutated Tribe continued to attack, the remnants of the Xia dynasty, who were already rootless duckweed, could only struggle to hold on.
It was not until the monks of the Qing Liang Temple, the Zhao family, and the Feng family left for Gan Province that the remnants of the Xia dynasty could barely catch their breath.
But before they could truly relax, the bad news came.
The Devil religion, who was even more ferocious than the Mutated Tribe, had begun to catch up.
So everyone could only hide again and again, advancing further into the desert.
Further west from Gan Province was the land of the Western Region of China, but it was a barren land like the Snowy Highlands.
Moreover, there were huge deserts everywhere.
The terrifying storms in the desert were hair-raising.
But the worst part was that after a few people entered, they would completely lose their way and be trapped in the desert.
Every year, many people would enter, but they would never have the chance to walk out of the desert alive.
Now that a group of people from the Central Plains were fleeing to the west, they could only rely on the experienced locals to guide them, otherwise they would be lost in an instant.
Now, they could only hope to borrow the complicated environment and huge threats of the desert to help them block their pursuers.
Of course, they would also be in danger, but compared to those who had just arrived at the Sand Continent, their chances were undoubtedly much higher.
The results were satisfactory. Even if the pursuers could identify their location, most of them could only shrink back in the face of such a natural disaster.
However, before the people who were fleeing to the west could decide on their next move, someone suddenly caught up to them from behind.
Everyone subconsciously looked back and saw that on the horizon in the distance, a red flame was gradually appearing.
Soon, the red light approached, and a fiery red auspicious cloud was rapidly approaching them.
The pursuing followers of the Devil religion cheered in unison.
The hearts of the pursuing Devil religion fell to the bottom.
Now, everyone knew that it was the mount of the Devil Emperor, a genuine Flame Dragon.
When the fiery red auspicious cloud approached, everyone could vaguely see a huge dragon's head looming in the auspicious cloud, and a figure standing on the dragon's head.
It was Chen Luoyang.
The Flame Dragon flew over the heads of the people of the Devil religion, approaching the huge desert sandstorm.
Even this true dragon, which was almost comparable to Emperor Wu, in its current state, was hindered in the face of such a powerful natural power.
As the Flame Dragon roared, it gathered strength, and the fiery red auspicious cloud expanded outwards.
The seemingly burning cloud burned everything in its way, manifested into flames, and even the sandstorm in the air was burned clean.
The desert storm was temporarily suppressed, and the Flame Dragon carried Chen Luoyang and continued forward.
The storm that ordinary people would need to carefully explore and avoid had no effect on Chen Luoyang at this moment, and he passed through without any trouble.
He soon arrived in front of the fleeing people.
The person in the lead was clearly a familiar face.
The former abbot of the Qing Liang Temple, "Sick Maha" Reverend Mingjue.
Beside him were the patriarchs of the Wei River's Zhao Clan and the Northern Frontier's Feng Clan, as well as several important generals who used to guard the western border of the Xia Empire.
Chen Luoyang calmly looked at them and said, "Come out."
When everyone heard this, they were all startled.
And what made them even more astonished was that there really were people in the crowd who responded, and there were two of them at the same time.
These two weren't just out for a walk, but to do something.
Blood instantly sprayed into the desert air.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
