Looking at the young man in front of him, Ji Yuan sighed softly in his heart, knowing that he would not get any help from this trip.

Originally, he also thought that with the help of the power of the Fuyuan River Water Mansion, he could send enough strong people to take back the stolen materials.

Now it seems that it is impossible, the other party's attitude is very resolute, and he is not qualified to ask for or forcibly seconded the power of the water government.

"You only need to hang the Water Mansion Token high, and naturally you should be able to shelter the people and be safe in the turmoil."

The god of Fuyuan River and water slowly spoke: "The disputes in the world can be left to them, and then there will be a new emperor to ascend the throne and calm all the troubles."

But when that time came, I didn't know how many people would be displaced and lose their lives in the war.

Ji Yuan can't control the whole world, but he wants to do what he can for the innocent people in front of him.

He is not a saint, he has no ambition for the world, but he can't ignore the people who are begging at the foot of the mountain.

"Even if a new emperor ascends the throne, will it definitely be able to quell the turmoil?"

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

It is reported that there is already chaos in the royal capital, several princes are competing with each other for the throne, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are all standing in line, choosing the Ming lord who thinks they are, and no one pays attention to the situation outside.

Some of the princes who were divided were even more ambiguous, neither supporting nor opposing anyone, and even many secretly had dealings with the deceased building.

Even if there is a certain prince in the end, he successfully competes for the throne, and the Dayu Dynasty will be divided by then, with princes and princes inside, rebels supported by the Death Building, and there will be several countries eyeing it outside.

"Once you get the Imperial Qi Luck accumulated over hundreds of years, you can achieve the peak of the Golden Pill in a very short period of time."

Fuyuan Jiang Zhengshen opened his mouth and said, "And I, the gods of mountains and rivers, only listen to the emperor's orders."

With the support of the emperor's luck and the heritage of a country, plus the many gods of mountains and rivers in the territory, this power is enough to do a lot of things.

In other words, as long as the new emperor ascends the throne, at least he can hold most of the territory, and the rest can take time to figure it out.

It's just that in the process, how many innocent people will be swept away by the war, and how many monks and warriors will fall as a result, it is unknown.

In the end, Ji Yuan's doppelganger, when he left the Fuyuan River Water Mansion, was still single and did not bring back any help.

The only gain may be a token of the Water Mansion, which can be protected from the flames of war by simply hanging it above the temple gate.

"Sir, let me wait!"

Mo Yiyan took two steps forward, and said with a solemn face: "With our joint efforts, it may not be impossible to fight, at least we can snatch back a little bit!"

As his words fell, Zhu Tao and Liu Qi on the side rarely did not agree, but just lowered their heads slightly and stood aside silently.

For them, if they can not mix at this time, they will not mix, and if they are beyond their ability, it is no different from sending them to death.

The refugees outside are indeed miserable, and once the imperial army is broken, more people will suffer because of it.

But in the end, it doesn't have much to do with them, at least not to the point where a few people are willing to fight with their lives.

Of course, if it is the master's order, a few people will naturally not have a second word, although they feel that it is not worth it, they will also do their best.

In the main hall of the Water God Temple, seeing Ji Yuan with his hands behind his back and silent, Li Buwei sighed, and his face was also a little helpless.

"Old Mo, if I really have that ability, how many materials can I get back?"

He opened his mouth to Mo Yiyan and persuaded the other party to temporarily stop his thoughts.

Even if they fight for their lives, the rebels they happen to encounter have no strong people in charge, but how many things can they snatch back?

How many days can so many people use such a little material?

What's more, in Li Buwei's heart, he will not have the idea of giving up his life for the sake of the people

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"Mo Yiyan, you take the two of you to the county office, and let Zhang Qingyang organize the manpower to carry it."

Ji Yuan sighed and suddenly opened his mouth to command.

"Yes!"

Mo Yiyan suddenly perked up, immediately left the main hall, summoned two monks, and immediately went to Linfu County as fast as he could.

And the remaining three people in the hall, after glancing at each other, all fell on the backs in front of them solemnly.

"Sir?"

Li Buwei called softly, and his face looked a little bitter.

"You can't just watch and do nothing!"

Ji Yuan shook his head, looked at the thousands of refugees at the foot of the mountain, and then thought that the inside and outside of the county town were several times times that of here, and he was somewhat unbearable.

It's not that he's a woman, or he's too compassionate, but it's that watching tens of thousands of people die in front of him, this kind of thing can't be done.

What's more, once there is chaos, it is not only this person who will really suffer, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Linfu County, as well as the surrounding towns and counties, etc., will not be able to escape the sweep of the war.

There isn't much he can do, but he also wants to do a little bit of his best, and if he really can't do anything, it's a big deal to hang the Shuifu token.

It's just that before you become a shrunken turtle, you still have to do your best. Five

Before anyone noticed, Ji Yuan's Shinto incarnation had quietly left Xiaoyuan Mountain, chasing the looted materials.

The materials sent to Linfu County, a total of four teams, have now been looted without exception, but the rebels did not destroy them on the spot, but moved them to their homes without any scruples.

Thinking about it, the other party is determined, with the current power of the court in Linfu County, it is absolutely impossible to catch up and grab back the materials.

As for the imperial army lined up in patches, despite its strength, it would never dare to leave the front half a step, lest this be a ploy to divert the tiger from the mountain, which would lead to a lack of masters to sit in the town, and the rebels would break through the defense line in one fell swoop.

Therefore, these rebels not only did not panic, but did not even worry about being attacked, and did not return as fast as possible, but walked slowly and leisurely on the official road.

It is not so much that they are fearless, but rather that they are looking forward to someone chasing them, and the monks and martial artists who belong to the side of the imperial court, each head is a great military achievement.

It would be better if a few more armies could be defeated, and they would be able to add another stroke to the military merit book.

At least that's what Li Qingshan thought, as the leader of a rebel army, his predecessor was the head of a small sect, and he couldn't wait for a chasing army to catch up soon.

As long as you accumulate enough military merits, you can exchange them for better exercises, and even magic weapons and other things that you couldn't think of before.

Maybe it won't be long before not only the Jindan itself, but even the sect can benefit from it, and maybe it can occupy a good mountain.

"I heard that there is a new Stove God in Linfu County?"

Li Qingshan looked at the disciple beside him, and after seeing him nodding, his heart was a little itchy.

A newly appointed god of the stove, lacking enough incense power, and leaving his own territory, how much combat power can he have left?

And the military merits that a golden body can exchange for are even more incomparable to ordinary monks, if they can be killed or captured, maybe they can directly get the reward of the Death Building?

Thinking of this, Li Qingshan began to look forward to it, hoping that the Stove God would be able to leave Linfu County and chase after his team.

And under such a wish, it didn't take long for him to feel in the distance, and a Shinto aura was approaching at a rapid pace.