Outside Baishou City, there were a large number of tents with piles of logs stacked in between. There were also clinking sounds coming from the nearby rocks. Around the tents, there were also some strong men splitting wood.
Felling trees and clearing mountains are things men do.
Mending and repairing are done by the women in the tents.
Su Yougen led a group of soldiers to patrol back and forth. He had to patrol without them.
Ever since the first group of mortals arrived at Baishou City and alarmed him, he knew that the master had begun to migrate mortals here.
But the area of Baishou City is limited. As batches of mortals arrive, the city cannot accommodate so many people. So he, Zuo Yizhi and Yao Ningqing decided to start expanding outside the city!
It would be a shame not to use the great land outside.
In order to prevent this group of people from causing trouble, Yao Ningqing formulated a work-for-relief policy. As long as they were willing to work, they would be paid, and the money could be used to buy daily necessities.
The mined stones, wood and pottery will be used to build buildings outside the city, so that they can live in houses as soon as possible, instead of simple tents and wooden sheds.
Of course, not everyone is suitable for manual labor, but they also provide financial assistance, which allows the people who keep coming to settle down temporarily.
"roar!"
Suddenly, the roar of beasts broke out in the forest, accompanied by the screams of a group of mortals, and then a few bangs of muskets were heard.
Several men wearing armor and carrying patches of muskets appeared out of the woods, pulling a leopard, causing people to cheer.
To clear forests and break mountains, we also need defensive power to prevent some fierce beasts from eating people.
To this end, Su Yougen recently recruited a lot of soldiers and divided them into several parts.
Those who maintain law and order only need to carry swords, and those who protect mortals can be issued some obsolete muskets. As for the selected soldiers of the Golden Immortal Sect, this requires careful consideration. They must all be elite soldiers who have been treated by the master and who remain utmost loyal to the master.
You know, those who have been treated by the master and freed from the influence of evil ways, although unable to become immortals, have supernatural powers of their own.
Those who have the vocal and silent doors have almost infinite strength, full of stamina, and great endurance, and their minds are not easily destroyed.
Like him, Su Yougen, that's the case.
Those who have been absorbed by Fei Shi Zhai are not affected by the illusion and are creative. Now they are the craftsmen led by Jin Xian Men, and the muskets they make are good muskets.
In Su Yougen's eyes, these refugees were all good soldiers. As long as the master treated them, he could immediately expand the elite team and they would be able to help the master in the future.
"Great Immortal, Great Immortal, the rocks here are too hard to be mined, can you please move them?"
The mortals who were quarrying stones around the mountain were shouting towards a place not far away.
I saw a man walking quickly, looking at the stubborn stone that was about three meters high, nodded, and put his hands together. With a dull sound, the boulder was lifted up by him, moved a few steps, and threw it directly onto an open space.
"The Immortal is awesome!"
"Great Immortal, please drink some water."
A group of mortals gathered around this man, complimenting him and offering him water.
There was a group of children further away, looking at this man with envy.
Such a big stone can be lifted up just by saying so. The immortals are so powerful. They also want to become immortals!
"Why do you need to drink water for such a small matter? Just drink it yourself. If you have any problems, call me. I'll be right next to you." The man waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"Great Immortal is mighty, Great Immortal is mighty!"
A mortal wiped his eyes with tears, and said, "We are all from Nanping Country, but the immortals of the Voiceless Sect are not as good as you."
I am afraid of comparison in everything.
To mortals, they are all immortals, but the Youshengwumen is just high and mighty and doesn’t care about anything, while the immortals from the Jinxianmen not only provide them with food and shelter, they even pay them and help them with their work for free.
They are like family members, let alone the difference between immortals and mortals.
Moreover, the true immortal named Song Yin also exposed the true face of the Sound and Silent Sect, which is not the right way at all.
The Golden Immortal Sect is the right way!
"Forehead"
The man saw this mortal acting like this and scratched his head in embarrassment:
"What should be done, that's not so good, I also have requirements"
Require
Several mortals were startled and looked at each other. One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Master, if you say so, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it!"
When they were relocated here, they were certainly resentful at first, but as the measures taken by the Hundred Guards were implemented, public security improved.
In the past, under the supervision of evil forces, people were said to be protected from harm by evil spirits, but it was common for things to go missing from their homes or even for people to be killed at night. People had to be wary of each other and close their doors at night. Every household would hide knives under their pillows before going to bed.
It's not to harm others, but just to avoid being harmed by others. If someone eats something delicious today, it will cause resentment, so I kill that person at night.
When we got here, we saw soldiers patrolling every two miles, and all those who started making trouble as soon as they arrived here were subdued.
The strict guarding makes no one dare to act rashly, but for those of them who still abide by the rules, this place is the best and they don't have to worry.
The food is good too, even though it’s just rice and steamed buns, but it’s enough!
Although the living conditions are a bit simple, they also said that the mining work is now done to build houses for them, and these houses are free to live in!
For mortals, this place is safe and stable, no different from the land of true immortals.
But he is a great immortal after all, and now he wants to make a request.
One of them looked back at the gathering place of tents, his face solemn, as if he was going to die.
My wife and children are there. As long as they live well, it doesn’t matter if I die!
Isn't it just a matter of life and death
Gave it to me!
"When Senior Brother comes back, the Master Song Yin you all call him, he should say a few good words to me, saying that I am not lazy, that I am not only diligent, but I also helped you."
"… "
A mortal was completely stunned. Looking at the Immortal who seemed a bit honest at the moment, he subconsciously asked, "That's it?"
"That's all, please!" He clasped his fists.
"Great Immortal!"
Suddenly, someone on the other side shouted again.
"Okay, you called me, don't forget." He ran quickly to the other side.
He was an inner sect disciple, and he came back after suppressing the bandits entrenched in the nearby mountains. Things were going pretty well for him, he practiced and refined pills every day, and went to the city with his fellow disciples to drink and listen to music, and he would show off his skills and help mortals when they asked for help.
Compared with the Sumeru Meridian, it is simply a paradise on earth.
Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last long, and the refugees arrived.
Even if Su Yougen had not asked them for help, they would still have to help. Otherwise, when the eldest brother came back and knew that the refugees had arrived, they would hide in the mountains and live a carefree life, and they would be skinned alive by them.
Not only do they have to help, but they also have to help well, so that the eldest brother will be happy. When the eldest brother is happy, they will suffer less.
Thinking of this, the inner sect disciple grinned and ran even faster.
"No, Daxian, wait a minute, you..."
The man stretched out his hand and called out, but there was no way he could stop him. He could only withdraw his hand and said, "You haven't told me your name yet?"
…
At this time, above the peak of the clouds at Fulong Pass, a tiny crack appeared in the sky, but in the daytime, the crack was almost invisible, and an erratic figure quickly emerged from the crack.
This figure looks like a person, but also like the wind, floating and scattered, unable to stand still.
The figure seemed to point to the sky and said angrily: "I will never give up with you!"
He just took a look at the aura of the Four Heavenly Lords, and even gave up the Dharma Land just in case, but he still couldn't escape, and the four of them stuck to him directly.
If he had not sensed a breath related to himself in the lower realm and used it to connect with and break the gap in the realm, he would have died.
Even so, all his belongings were destroyed there, leaving only his main soul to escape.
Ten thousand years of practice, destroyed in an instant, how can I not be angry.
"But I'm still alive. As long as I'm alive, I have a chance. Besides, my soul is still here, my realm is still here, and the lower world is full of my clones. I'll choose one to occupy and then kill my way up."
Jin Guang said this angrily, and then looked down, and the first thing he saw was the flat-topped mountain towering into the clouds.
“This place.”
Jin Guang hesitated for a while, frowned and said: "Fulongguan? Still alive, wasn't he already dead? Who filled this gap in the mountain? Hmm. There are too many auras related to me, but they are mixed. It is one of the methods I passed down. Have you accepted disciples? It's not bad. I wonder which clone did it."
This made him hesitate again.
If the clone is too strong, I won't be able to occupy it all at once in my current condition, so I have to deal with it slowly.
The golden figure floated down and came to the top of the mountain which was like a flat land. There were no houses on the top of the mountain, only a pagoda-shaped palace, which made him frown again.
This palace style.
This is the place where Yi Daozi lived, but he died long ago and his Taoist tradition was lost. Is it possible that his Taoist tradition still remains among the mortal world
"Strange, how could my clone join his sect and be subdued? If he has no Taoist tradition and is just a person from the lower world, it would be useless to steal. Well, no one is paying attention to him, maybe that's why he has this foundation."
If that's the case, it's fine.
The fairy world has no tradition and will not attract attention, which is a good opportunity for him to make a comeback and absorb knowledge slowly.
But as he got closer, Jin Guang's erratic figure suddenly became fixed. Even though one couldn't see his shape clearly, one could feel that he was in a daze.
Because in this empty hall, there was a person sitting with a face that he was very familiar with.
That was himself, no, to be more precise, it was his clone.
At this moment, he is meditating on a cushion, like a sculpture.
The most important thing is that this clone is just a body, without any soul, just like an empty shell.
as well as
"The innate spiritual body of Prometheus who steals the sky."
Jin Guang was surprised and said, "It's you!"
The reason he became so miserable was because he noticed that someone had cultivated the same innate magical power as him. He just took a look out of curiosity, which attracted the attention of those four people.
Come to think of it, if it weren't for him, how could the connection be so deep that he could easily break the gap.
"Good! Good!" Jin Guang couldn't help but shout.
He lost his physical body, but got another one in return. This saved him the trouble of refining his body, saving him more than a thousand years.
As long as he can occupy this physical body and absorb all the clones in the world, he can at least recover one-third of it. With that three-thirds foundation, he can create another clone, imitate the previous things, point directly to the golden elixir, and recreate the great way.
"God will not abandon me!"
Jin Guang laughed loudly: "Although it is troublesome to have no soul, there are many people who have contact with me. I think they have some connection with this body. I can just use the seal-seeking technique to make it fit."
"Golden Immortal Gate, I, Zhang Feixuan, am back!"
Suddenly, outside the mountain gate, a frivolous voice sounded abruptly.
Hearing the voice, Jin Guang was delighted and looked behind him.
At the mountain gate, a few people gradually appeared.
The Dharma has its origins, and the incarnation enshrined on the cushion is either the ancestor or the master!
Very good!