。 >, Qian Yucheng has never had any scruples, this trip to Daxing City in Qingzhou, it can be said that the distance is long, he has already prepared good wine and meat in his treasure bag, and immediately tore off a piece of aura from it and stuffed it to a woman holding a child. But when he turned to help others, he heard a terrible cry from behind him, and immediately turned his head to look, only to see the mother and son being pushed into a mud puddle by the roadside by a group of ragged homeless people, the piece of beef rolled to the side, covered with mud, and then was grabbed by one of his hands and feet, desperately stuffed into his mouth, and the others rushed forward and punched and kicked, trying to pull out a lump of residue from his mouth.

"What the hell are you doing?" Qian Yucheng shouted, exuding a majestic spiritual pressure all over his body, and the homeless people suddenly became afraid, and scattered like flies.

The only one who didn't run away was the man who grabbed the beef, he swallowed the beef in his lower abdomen, but he only heard a scream, fell to the ground and fainted, wrapped in layers of white light, the original yellow cheeks gradually became rosy, and the thin skin and flesh slowly regained vitality, more and more like a strong man, and the half-dead appearance just now was really different.

He didn't know that he had picked up the great good fortune of the heavens, that piece of beef was cooked by a second-order minotaur, and it naturally contained a wealth of heaven and earth aura, and after ordinary mortals ate it, they would become infinitely powerful, and from then on, they would not invade any diseases.

The man's mutation fell into the eyes of the group of homeless people, and a hoarse exclamation suddenly broke out in the crowd: "Cultivators, cultivators!" ”

In an instant, the surrounding homeless people seemed to explode. No wonder I felt that those teenagers and girls were high up and didn't dare to have any offensive thoughts about them, they turned out to be cultivators with powerful mana! Immediately, they knelt down and kowtowed, asking the immortal chief to reward him with an elixir that could quench hunger and life.

Mo Wentian frowned slightly. Signaling to Lei Wanshan's eyes, the latter immediately understood, stepped forward and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen of Qingzhou, we are monks from the Wuji Gate of Yunzhou in Zhengguo, and we have come to Daxing City in Qingzhou to drive out demon beasts and strive to restore your homeland. ”

As soon as his words fell, those homeless people not only did not look a little excited, but after hearing the words 'Daxing City'. There was a look of great trepidation on their faces, as if they were deeply afraid of the city from the bottom of their hearts.

"Immortal Chief, you can't go to Daxing City, it's full of monsters!" Inside the crowd. An older man staggered forward, and when he heard his voice, it was the same voice that had previously shouted out their identity as cultivators, which showed that this person had some knowledge.

After the old man stepped forward, he knelt down and bowed to Lei Wan Mountain. He said with a panicked expression: "Fellow immortals, you came all the way from Zheng Guoyunzhou, but you didn't know it, a year ago. Daxing City has been entrenched by countless monsters, and since then there are only people who have entered it. I didn't see anyone who came out again, and I couldn't go in! ”

Lei Wanshan laughed, "Those are just ordinary mortals. And we are all cultivators, and it is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the way, so don't worry. ”

The old man looked anxious, and immediately shook his head and said: "Immortal Chief, the old man is also from the Immortal Cultivation Family, but he has no spiritual root and no cultivation, and the things in the Cultivation Realm are a little more knowledgeable, after those monsters occupied Daxing City, there were dozens of foundation-building sects in Qingzhou that had reached an alliance and sent hundreds of immortal chiefs with high mana to Daxing City to exorcise demons, but so far I have not heard that there is a single survivor." ”

After hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian and Lei Wanshan glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of melancholy in each other's eyes, dozens of foundation-building sects in Qingzhou were unable to exorcise demons, it can be seen that Daxing City is indeed strange, and they can't help but be vigilant in their hearts. …,

Mo Wentian pondered for a moment, stepped forward and asked: "Old man, the Qingzhou demon beasts are rampant at the moment, and I am afraid that it is difficult to have a place to settle down, but you are going west, but you don't know why?" ”

The old man's expression suddenly became invigorated, and he said with hope: "Fellow Immortal Elders, hundreds of miles away from here, there is a Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, which is a pure land opened up by the cultivators of the Great Rong Kingdom, where there are no demon beasts, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the old man and others are ready to go over to seek refuge. ”

"A cultivator of the Great Rong Kingdom? Will they have such good hearts? I'm afraid there are other plans! Mo Wentian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I'm afraid that something is wrong, the Wei Kingdom belongs to the Great Qin State, but the Great Rong State is the mortal enemy of the Great Qin State, and the evil cultivators are all treacherous and evil people, and they don't care about the life and death of the people." ”

The old man's face turned gloomy, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The two countries are not in harmony, but it is just a fight between the gods, but we mortals will suffer with it, whether it is the Great Qin State or the Great Rong Kingdom, it is all the same, this world is old and decayed to see through, where is it not the law of the jungle?" ”

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh and continued: "After five years of beast tides, the cultivation world of Qingzhou has long been falling apart, and the powerful Great Qin State has ignored life and death, Qingzhou is just a remote and barren place, and the life and death of the people will naturally not be taken to heart. What is the fault of the people in choosing the way of life? ”

Mo Wentian was suddenly silent, and he deeply agreed with the old man's words, speaking from the heart, the country is a vassal state of the Great Qin State, but the people can't get the protection they deserve, which is really a big loss of popular support, but the cultivators of the Great Rong Kingdom are buying people's hearts here, but they may not have any good intentions?

Although he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't dissuade the people from going west, after all, Daxing City had not yet been recovered, and Wujimen wanted to shelter the people of Qingzhou, and he didn't even have a place to live, and it was just a lie.

Mo Wentianliang was silent for a long time, the old man obviously saw that he was the leader of the cultivators, a look flashed on his face, and he said in a pleading tone: "Immortal Chief, Old Decay and others have been feeding on the roots and turf of trees for several months, and now they are already hungry and unbearable, and they no longer have the strength to hurry, I am afraid that there are few people who can support them to the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge and ask the Immortal Elder for help." ”

When his words fell, the surrounding homeless people knelt down and worshipped, naturally begging for an elixir that could survive and be fed, and they wept bitterly and miserably, crying about the misfortune they had encountered, which really made people cry.

Mo Wentian is not hard-hearted, so naturally he will not see death without help, he waved his sleeves to help the people who were kneeling around him up, and said in a deep voice: "The people are easy to say, but it is just a gesture. ”

Speaking of this, he nodded to Qian Yucheng, the latter, as the head of the sect's internal affairs hall, naturally quickly understood the intention of the master, and immediately laughed, the sword flew in the air, and said loudly: "Everyone, you mortals, this trip to the west of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge is hundreds of miles away, it can be described as far away and fortunate, the real person will boil a pot of Bigu spiritual porridge, not only can temper your body, ensure that you are strong and strong, and full of spirit, and as long as you eat a small bowl, it is enough to ensure that you do not eat or drink for two months, I don't feel the slightest bit of hunger. ”

The surrounding homeless people were suddenly overjoyed, and they knelt on the ground and shouted: "The immortal chief rewards the life spirit porridge, it is really beyond retribution, and you must set up an immortal card to bless you immortals to achieve the avenue." ”

Qian Yucheng said with a smile: "Everyone, there is no need to set up the immortal card, just remember that we are monks of Yunzhou Wuji Gate." ”

Qian Yucheng is extremely shrewd, after receiving the task of improving the reputation of the sect in the Comprehensive Affairs Palace, he was thinking about it for a period of time, and suddenly remembered that task, so he took the opportunity to increase the prestige of the sect, although it was just a sentence, but it made those homeless people grateful to the Wuji Gate, and when they returned to the sect, they could naturally exchange it for some contributions. …,

His face was full of radiance, the sword flew in the air, and he took out an iron pot forged by second-order dark iron from his treasure bag, and performed a small-scale spiritual rain technique with his left hand, filling the iron pot with spiritual water, and his right hand

Sprinkle dozens of handfuls of Linggu into it, and then throw in ten Bigu Dan.

Wait until Bigu Dan is completely dissolved, then pinch out the magic trick of the fire attribute exercise, and conjure up a flame at the bottom of the pot for calcination, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the pot of spiritual porridge is steaming, and the spiritual energy is overflowing everywhere.

Qian Yucheng sacrificed the iron pot, landed on a clearing on the side of the road, and shouted loudly for the people to line up and step forward to receive the porridge in turn.

There were several cultivators in the town, but those homeless people didn't dare to make a mistake, and they forcibly endured the feeling of hunger, each looking for clay pots, porcelain bowls and other utensils, and lined up in front of the iron pot in turn.

In less than an hour, all the porridge had been finished, and those people had become very different after eating the spiritual porridge, from a group of hungry and dying homeless people to energetic strong men and healthy women, which can be said to have received great benefits.

Those homeless people also didn't expect it, they thought it was not far from death, they didn't expect that there would be a creation, they just felt that it was unreal as if they were dreaming, and they naturally were grateful to Wujimen, and knelt on the ground to send Mo Wentian and the others away, and no one got up for a long time.

According to the people who went west, Daxing City was less than a hundred miles away, Mo Wentian led his disciples to fly with all their might, and sure enough, in less than a cup of tea, he saw the outline of a city vaguely in the distant sky.

That city seems to be hidden in the mist, under the shroud of humidity, faintly exposed a corner of the city, actually as high as more than eight zhang, cast with a thousand pounds of boulders, hazy lying in the wilderness, as if it is a sleeping dragon, rough and majestic momentum, shocking.

Looking at the city from afar, Mo Wentian and the others suddenly became excited, and after a long journey of nearly half a month, they finally arrived at their destination, Daxing City, right in front of them. (To be continued......)