Liu Zhengyang's understanding made Zhong Qinglei silent.

It is true that he doesn't want to take risks with his life, but that's just because he thinks he can use a more stable method to deal with the dilemma, and it doesn't mean that he is greedy for life and fear of death. After knowing that Liu Zhengyang is determined to go to the central district, he can't leave Liu Zhengyang alone.

"Did I owe you in my previous life?" Zhong Qinglei sighed heavily.

Then, he said with a sad face: "It's really a bad habit to know you for eight lifetimes. I really don't want to go to the central district with you, but it's really impossible to leave you alone. Liu Zhengyang, I've told you that when there is danger, we must escape."

"No problem, I'm not a fool." Liu Zhengyang agreed readily.

After a few more days of marching, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei had already followed the convoy and entered the central area.

Their first landing place was a small town on the edge of the Central District, called Border Town.

Very simple and crude.

"Speaking of this, are the goods you need to transport here?" Liu Zhengyang asked Hou Chengzhi: "There are people doing business with you in this border town?"

"Yes." Hou Chengzhi nodded and said, "Although the monks in the Central District are powerful and have rich resources, there are always some things that are only available in other places. Our task is to communicate with each other and earn enough cultivation resources."

"Even though you know there are so many dangers on the way to the Central District, do you still have to take risks?" Liu Zhengyang still couldn't understand the businessman's thoughts.

Although to some extent, he himself is a businessman, he never gambles on his life.

If earning certain profits requires him to pay his own lives, or even his own lives, he would rather be a salted fish.

Hou Chengzhi smiled and said, "So we haven't moved here for many years. If the employer hadn't insisted this time, we wouldn't have come here."

As he was talking, Hou Chengzhi had already taken the convoy to transport the goods outside a pharmacy.

The pharmacy has a very large storefront and is decorated very gorgeously. The scale can be seen at a glance.

However, only such a store can support the cost of transporting medicinal materials across regions.

At the same time, Liu Zhengyang only found out today that what Hou Chengzhi transported was actually medicinal materials.

He had been following Hou Chengzhi for so long, but he couldn't smell the medicine. God knew how well they were doing their preservation work.

Generally speaking, no matter how tightly sealed the tools for transporting medicinal materials, the medicinal smell will leak out.

The leak of the medicinal smell also means the loss of medicinal power.

It is really incredible that Hou Chengzhi and the others can achieve this level.

"It's indeed a professional caravan." Liu Zhengyang sighed: "But I don't understand, do there any medicinal materials that are not available in the central district and must be transported from other places? And, is the amount of medicine they need so large?"

"I don't know either." Hou Chengzhi shook his head and said, "I just heard that there will be some big news in the central area recently, so it needs a lot of medicinal materials to refine pills. Alas, it seems that there will be another big turmoil in the cultivation world soon, and I don't know how many monks will die because of this."

Hou Chengzhi sighed for a long time, and at the same time said that he would use the profits he made this time to live in peace.

At least, he will survive until the turmoil passes.

"Is it turbulent?" Liu Zhengyang thought about it and didn't care. He said goodbye to Hou Chengzhi and others directly.

What does the turmoil in the central district have to do with him?

He only cares about the life and death of his companions.
Chapter completed!