The rich power of wish was like a cloud and mist, floating around the pointed lotus leaf in the center of the pond, turning into a colorful wheel of light around the emerald green lotus leaf.

The emerald green pointed lotus leaves are becoming more and more green under the colorful light of the Wishing Power Light Wheel, and the lotus leaves are slightly stretched, like basking in the sun in the cold winter to stretch their waists comfortably.

There was no obvious effect, but Chen Fei could feel that the spiritual power in the green lotus was slowly increasing and slowly growing.

"What will change?"

Chen Fei glanced at the Yuyang Dao Elder on the side, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't know anything.

The classics of the Qinglian Temple did not record much of the special features of these Qinglian, and the master of the Yuyang Daoren did not tell him the mystery of the master.

I only know that these green lotuses are very precious, and it is very difficult to grow them.

Ay!

It seems that we can only wait for Qinglian's changes slowly!

Qinglian is absorbing the wishes of all living beings and is developing in a good direction, and Chen Fei is not very worried.

It just took some time to wait for the change, and he could afford to wait.

Gently reciting the "Qinglian Talisman Mantra", a cyan light robe appeared, enveloping Chen Fei's whole body.

The faint lotus pattern on Tsing Yi seems to have become more complex and clear, and the strength of the talisman Tsing Yi has also increased slightly.

Defense has been strengthened again!

Chen Fei's face showed a satisfied smile, and it was not in vain that he worked hard to collect the wishes of all beings for Qinglian's growth.

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Outside Kokosang.

Under Yu Mubai's busy work, piles of bonfires were lit in the open space outside the village, illuminating the land next to the earthen fence.

Late autumn nights are exceptionally cold.

The people of Dazhao who were driven by the Hu army were quite numerous, two or three thousand. The number of young and strong people is less than a quarter, and there are still a large number of women and children, old and weak.

Even if all the houses in Xiaosongzhuang are gone, they can't accommodate all the people, so they can only let the old, weak, sick and disabled enter the village to rest, and those who are in better health are left in the open space outside the village.

With a roaring bonfire and hot porridge, I can barely survive the night.

Everyone knows that Yu Mubai's is not easy, but they can also understand his hard work.

The next day, the sun rises.

Outside Xiao Songzhuang, Zhang Erniu got up from the bonfire with some difficulty.

Glancing at the bonfire, Yu Mubai arranged for people to guard it all night, constantly adding firewood, the bonfire has not been extinguished until now, and it still exudes light and heat.

After sleeping on the hard ground all night, Zhang Erniu, who felt strong and strong, was also a little unbearable, uncomfortable, dry mouth and tongue, chapped lips, and thirsty.

The stomach was empty, and last night's bowl of hot porridge was too little for a big man like him.

Not full at all.

He didn't complain about the harsh conditions, at least he slept soundly last night.

Don't worry about Hu people breaking into the house in the middle of the night and killing people for money.

Standing up staggeringly, he saw at the gate of Xiaosongzhuang, where a large cauldron was propped up, the bottom of the pot was blazing, and the pot was steaming.

Zhang Erniu walked over following the fragrance wafting from the pot.

There were already a lot of early risers like him waiting boredly beside the cauldron, chatting quietly.

From time to time, he looked in the direction of the cauldron and licked his lips.

However, the contents of the pot did not seem to be boiling yet, and the wooden lid was tightly covered.

Zhang Erniu smelled the aroma coming out of the pot, and felt that what was being cooked in the pot seemed to be much better than the pot of hot porridge last night.

Rubbing his empty stomach, Zhang Erniu squeezed into the pile of people next to the cauldron.

Find the second uncle he is familiar with, and whisper with the people around him.

The most talked, except for Yu Mubai, the owner of Xiao Songzhuang, is a brave and warlike goblin warrior under the command of Qinglian Daojun.

The scene of the goblins fighting the Hu people left an indelible mark on their hearts.

Time flies by in the midst of chatting and farting.

"Hurry up, look! Someone is coming out, it seems like it's about to start!" the person next to Zhang Erniu patted him on the shoulder and reminded.

Standing up straight with the others, Zhang Erniu touched his head, and he didn't feel how long it had passed.

Following the crowd in front of the cauldron lined up in a long line, Zhang Erniu took advantage of his height to look around.

The sun rose a little more, sprinkling some golden brilliance that could not make people feel much warm, and plating a layer of gold leaf on the entire small Songzhuang. With the smell of rice, everything looks so good.

The others woke up one after another, and the old and weak who lived in Xiaosongzhuang also slowly walked out of Zhuangzi, lined up like them, and waited for breakfast together.

Yu Mubai took Liu Fei and others out of the village gate and came to inspect the resettlement of the villagers.

Last night, Liu Fei and the seven returned to Yu Mubai's side through the Star Gate, and brought him a few bags of jade bud rice.

The jade bud rice planted in the territory space is ripe, and it is an exciting harvest.

The abundant harvest of jade bud rice has temporarily eliminated the food crisis in the territory space.

Considering that Yu Mubai and their aura environment did not have a territorial space, their cultivation might progress slowly.

Chen Fei asked Liu Fei to bring some jade bud rice with them when they went back to supplement the nutrition of Yu Mubai and the others.

Although the aura in jade bud rice is not as good as that of Qingyang rice, the aura contained in it is much higher than that of ordinary meals.

Yu Mubai asked Liu Fei about their experience yesterday, and Liu Fei told about it with a ashamed face.

He was cursed to death by the Hu shaman and killed the war horse under his crotch, and was tragically besieged by the Hu cavalry. After the battle, he was rescued by the Goblin Boar Cavalry who rushed out of the Star Gate.

If it weren't for the timely rescue arranged by Chen Fei, maybe some of Liu Fei's others would never see the light of day again.

"In the future, don't be so reckless!

Yu Mubai said critically, and then sighed.

Liu Fei and their affairs, Yu Mubai also has a certain responsibility.

The stall was too big, and it provoked the Hu army.

He didn't have enough strength, but he wanted to fight the entire Hu tribe on his own.

So, a tragic lesson.

If Chen Fei hadn't sent the goblin army under Piro in time, it would have been difficult for Yu Mubai to think about what he would face.

"Hey!

Yu Mubai sighed in his heart and said with self-pity.

Then he looked at the many people outside the village, and his confidence was slowly recovering.

'It's okay, I still have the capital to start over. '

"Let's start distributing breakfast! Remember to ask them to pray in front of the portrait of Qinglian Daojun and be grateful!"

Yu Mubai glanced around, and the people gathered in front of the cauldron were already drooling from the aroma of the rice pot, and they couldn't wait for a long time.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the soldiers standing in front of the pot heard Yu Mubai's order and opened the lid of the pot together.

An enticing aroma instantly spread throughout the venue.

It's still a pot of hot porridge, cooked very thick, and can stand up with chopsticks. The rice porridge has some emerald green vegetable leaves, as well as dotted meat foam, and a little oily flower.

That's where the tantalizing flavor comes from.