When Song Yin flew over, he saw the evil way of the Soundless Sect killing people. How could he tolerate this? He threw a punch, and the Dao fire turned into a beam of light along with the Qi, and with one punch, he turned the evil way into powder.
"Why worship him, this evil heretic!"
Song Yin flew above the city, with white mist surrounding him, like the sun in the sky. His voice was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of all the mortals in the city.
"No need to beg, no need to kneel, this food is what you worked so hard for, it is only natural for you to take back your own food, whoever stops you is your enemy!"
Facing the mortal who was kneeling on the ground and had not yet reacted, he waved his big hand, and the door of the palace opened automatically. Bursting bags of grain flew out of the palace, full of them, piling up in the air like a small hill.
There was a circle of "dust" surrounding this small mountain of grain. Upon closer inspection, the desire in the eyes of ordinary people almost exploded.
Those "dust" are the fallen grains of wheat.
He clenched his five fingers, and the surrounding 'dust' burst into white mist and quickly gathered into a ball. Then, Song Yin waved his sleeves, and like falling stars, countless white stars flew out of his sleeves and fell from the sky, scattering all over the city.
The white star also fell in front of the kneeling mortal in the palace square and quickly turned into a wooden bowl.
The white light ball in the sky gathered into a small sun and quickly fell down. First, a white light fell into the wooden bowl, and then two white lights floated in front of everyone's eyes.
The white light scattered into the bowl turned into a bowl of sticky white porridge.
The two suspended balls of white light turned into two steamed buns!
At this moment, even the mortals in the square who had not yet recovered from the disappearance of the immortal became crazy.
Everyone here is extremely hungry, otherwise they would not have the courage to gather at the headquarters of the Soundless Sect. Seeing food, why would they care about immortals or demons
As long as there is something to eat, that’s enough!
As the first person grabbed the steamed bun floating in front of him, he wolfed it down as if he was afraid that someone else would snatch it away. Someone ate in a hurry and the steamed bun got stuck in his throat. His face turned red from holding it in. He quickly picked up the porridge in front of him and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls. As his Adam's apple moved, the hot porridge and the steamed bun went into his stomach together.
Two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge were not enough for a hungry person. Someone finished eating quickly, licked his lips with satisfaction, and looked around subconsciously.
But just as he had the evil thought, he felt that the white light in the sky was a little eye-catching. With food in his stomach, he regained his sanity and quickly suppressed the thought.
A true god is here, no one dares to act rashly!
It’s not that Song Yin didn’t give more, but for a starving person, there can’t be too much food in his stomach, otherwise he would die of bloating.
"God, please save our lives! God, please save our lives!"
The people who had finished eating finally came to their senses and began to kneel down and kowtow to the figure in the air.
Not only around the palace, but anyone in the city who received food and could see the Song Seal in the sky would kneel on the ground and call him a god.
Those white flour buns, that porridge as white as snow, and the refined rice and flour that they were reluctant to eat were not as white and soft as this!
The gods took the wheat grains that had not been ground yet and the grains that had not been husked, and made them with just a wave of their hands.
This is truly divine!
"Brother is here again"
Zhang Feixuan and others who arrived at this time smiled bitterly.
Forget it, these kinds of changes are just child's play. You'll get used to them after seeing them more often.
"Hey! Ha!"
Lingling picked up a stone from the ground and made a seal with her hands, as if she wanted to change, but the stone did not move at all. She muttered, "Why didn't I change?"
What if you want to change
You are the boss on the mountain.
Zhang Feixuan glanced at the bell, then looked at Sun Jiubei who was full of admiration. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Junior brother, I haven't seen you use the 'art of using objects to shape objects' for a long time. How are you doing? Are you as good as Senior Brother?"
"How can I compare with the eldest brother? Second brother, please don't tease me."
Sun Jiubei shook his head and said, "It's just an ordinary level, not as profound as the masters of several brothers."
After these words were spoken, except for Lingling, the other three people all breathed a sigh of relief.
This made Sun Jiubei feel a little strange.
Not mastered, not mastered.
Even if they are called 'Little Song Yin' and 'Little Senior Brother' by their fellow disciples, if the 'art of using objects to shape objects' is really similar to Song Yin's, then will they still be able to survive
They went from not understanding the eldest brother in the beginning to not being surprised by anything he did now, and that only applies to the eldest brother.
It doesn’t matter how weird one person is, but if there is another person, they really can’t stand it and their spiritual heart will be damaged.
Only their Tao hearts are corrupted, while above the pagoda, the Tao hearts of the remaining few vocal and silent sects have already been corrupted.
Their senior brother disappeared in a flash of white light without even a glance at them.
Then this man who came out of nowhere stretched out his hand and controlled the grain to fly up, and with another wave he turned the wheat into food. This kind of method has never been seen in the Qi Refining Realm.
Land immortal? !
No matter what, they can't afford to offend.
run!
They jumped directly down from the terrace. Some were as light as cats and landed swiftly on the ground, while others turned in the air and used the void to gain momentum to dash forward.
But as soon as the person came out, he attracted the attention of many mortals.
Some mortals reacted immediately, their eyes widened in disbelief.
Mortals are not fools, they have eyes and they can see.
If they didn't believe what Captain Zhao said before, it was because they had indeed not seen the immortals from the Sound and Silent Sect. But now, they appeared under their noses, which was undeniable.
Could it be true, as the guards said, that the one who didn't care about their lives was the immortal who usually performed justice and bravery
"Evil Dao, want to run?"
Song Yin snorted coldly and stretched out his big hand towards these people, ready to shake hands.
"Brother, how can we trouble you to do this? Let us do it!"
Zhang Feixuan said something quickly from below, and then he turned into a pool of blood, moving quickly forward on the ground, and quickly passed under the knees of the mortals, shocking them so much that they screamed one by one.
Soon, the pool of blood stopped in front of a silent door. The blood turned into a human shape, and a blood blade quickly flew out of the blood.
The Qi Refiner was startled and subconsciously dodged to the side. The blood blade passed across his cheek, lifting a strand of hair, leaving a bloody wound on his cheek and a trace of blood flowing out.
Zhang Feixuan opened his folding fan and fanned it gracefully, with a smile on his face, "Young man, you can't leave."
call!
In mid-air, the Qi Refiner who was simply exerting force on the air and rushing forward only felt a silver cloud suddenly appear in front of him. Before he could see it clearly, he suffered a heavy blow on the back. With a muffled groan, he fell to the ground as quickly as a stone.
Bang!
Dust and smoke were stirred up, and gravel flew everywhere.
Sun Jiubei stepped on the back of this Qi Refiner and sneered, "Where are you running to, you evil one?!"
Bang!
Wang Qizhen's entire body was covered in gray mist. He quickly chased after a fleeing Qi Refiner, grabbed the man's head with his hand, and threw him down with force, creating a hole in the ground.
Gao Sishu moved swiftly, and green mist appeared as he moved. It rolled over a Qi Refiner, causing his body to stiffen. His face turned green and poisonous, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Lingling didn't move at all. She just laughed at the last Qi cultivator who was escaping. Then her eyes turned black and her head tilted.
Bang!
The fleeing Qi cultivator was frozen in place.
Immobilization technique!