The Return of Stars to the Jianghu

Among the countless stars in the sky, there are countless planets. Among these planets, humans have discovered quite a few Earth-like planets, but each time they are only circulated on social media for a short time before being overshadowed by new hot topics.

In an unknown region of the universe, on a terrestrial planet, lies a place called the Floating Life Continent.

In this eastern continent, there is a region also called Mount Emei, which was originally the territory of the State of Qi. Now, the States of Later Tang, Chu, and Eastern Wu have completely divided up the State of Qi.

However, the Later Tang Dynasty occupied all the lands surrounding Mount Emei, yet it did not invade the Mount Emei region, and allowed the people of Qi to seek refuge in the Mount Emei region.

The place where Luo Yifei "landed" is now covered with houses arranged in a staggered pattern, with white walls and gray bricks, resembling a style of Wei-style architecture.

The nine-story pagoda in the middle is particularly eye-catching, but it also seems quite reasonable in combination with the surrounding buildings.

The buildings surrounding the nine-story pagoda needed to be expanded further, and the continuous influx of workers from here provided the best labor force for the expansion.

When the people of Qi heard that they could have enough to eat as long as they worked in Emei Mountain, many of them traveled thousands of miles with their families to avoid the government's conscription and bypass the enemy army to come to the Emei Mountain area.

Upon arrival, we found that, as the rumors had said, there was work to do and enough to eat.

For some unknown reason, a city was built here while the enemy was surrounding it.

This requires a large number of workers; anyone with hands and a willingness to work can find a job here.

Those skilled in bricklaying and carpentry not only received their wages when they were able to eat their fill, but most of them only received enough to buy another meal for their families.

Many more have long been separated from their families, trying to make a living and fill their stomachs here.

The Red Robe Seminary on Mount Emei, with only a few hundred members, has grown enough grain to feed several thousand people—and now nearly ten thousand—for a month. There is still no sign of food shortage, even though the rice is clearly overcooked and mushy. But it can definitely be called rice.

These people, who have endured countless hardships, came here just to have a bowl of hot porridge. They never imagined they would be able to eat rice and pickled vegetables every day.

At first, a few newcomers bowed in the direction of the pagoda before eating. The Red-Clothed Cult members who were serving the food advised them that there was no need for this, as working and eating were perfectly normal things.

However, as more and more people began to kowtow towards the pagoda before each of their three daily meals, the Red-Clothed Cult members stopped trying to dissuade them.

It was lunchtime again. A young man stood by the pagoda window, looking at the worshippers in the distance. He asked the middle-aged man behind him, "Do you want to be a savior?"

This morning, when this young man arrived in the Emei Mountain area, he attracted everyone's attention.

This handsome young man, though dressed simply, was very clean, unlike the refugees who wore tattered clothes, or the Red-Clothed Cult members who wore red robes.

The young man arrived at the courtyard where the pagoda was located without any hindrance before being stopped by the Red-Clothed Cult members.

Just then, the middle-aged man inside the courtyard beckoned the young man to come in, and the guards outside the gate immediately lowered their swords that were blocking his way.

"Want to come inside and have some tea?" the middle-aged man said, pointing to the main house in the courtyard that faced south.

The young man looked around at the four rooms in the courtyard-style layout, and finally his gaze fell on the nine-story pagoda in the middle of the courtyard. He said, "If you want to see a thousand miles, climb one more story. Is there a place to drink tea at the top?"

"Yes," the middle-aged man replied, leading the young man toward the top floor of the nine-story pagoda, the ninth floor.

The two drank a few cups together, and then the young man stood by the window, gazing out for a long time.

The middle-aged man simply drank his tea, ignoring the young man standing by the window.

The young man's sudden question drew the middle-aged man's attention back to him. He put down his teacup and replied, "It's not that serious, it's just protecting the local environment."

After hearing his answer, the young man didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Master Lin, why do you think that Luo Yifei can reach the Immortal Realm? Just because of those junk items he brought from Earth?"

"No, those things could be stolen by someone else at any time." The middle-aged man was none other than Lin Quan, the leader of the Red-Clothed Cult.

Lin Quan looked at the young man walking in through the window and said, "He is a variable, just like you. The youngest sect leader of the Tang Clan has brought too many changes to the Tang Clan."

"I wouldn't say that. I just want the Tang Clan to become what I truly believe it should be." The young man was none other than Li Chao, the leader of the Tang Clan.

As the two were talking, lunchtime had already passed, but the workers did not go to work. Instead, they lined up and walked towards the village below the main peak of Mount Emei.

Those who didn't set off with the group were Tang Clan guards mingling among the common people. Lin Quan had implemented a household registration system here; if someone wasn't registered and managed to sneak in, the household heads would naturally notice after a short check.

Today is Grain in Ear, one of the 24 solar terms, a good day for sowing seeds.

A large area of ​​woodland next to the small village at the foot of Mount Emei was cut down and turned into farmland. Today, every household should plant grain here.

Lin Quan, through the Red Robe Sect, ensured that all those who came to seek refuge here lived a life where the tiller owned his land.

Years later, when Luo Yifei stands atop the pagoda, he will be immensely grateful to Lin Quan, the senior who laid the foundation for him.