At nightfall, the last batch of refugees that Jiang Mu had rescued during the day were brought back.

There is chaos again in the camps, as the number of refugees grows and there are fewer places to live.

And then there's the food.

Now Jiang Mu can still hunt demon beasts and make those loose cultivators into refined meat pills, but it is not a way to go on like this.

It takes time for crops to grow, they need fields, they need people to take care of them, and people need houses to live in, and they need food every day, and in this way, there must be more managers, and if you want managers to deal with them impartially, you also need some regulators, who have too much power, too much selfishness, and are prone to problems.

Therefore, we also need a real leader who can silence everyone's voice, and who can find managers and regulators who are doing well.

That's just tens of thousands of refugees.

Jiang Mu suddenly felt that it was not for nothing that those big sects closed the mountain and retreated.

For example, he is in a dilemma right now.

Either you don't do it in the first place, or you have to take care of it to the end.

No matter what, I'm sorry for my conscience, my Dao heart, when he was in Fuyun Mountain, it became a joke, his state of mind is not pure, and the sword is not right.

"This is the Endless Calamity, and it's already burning on me."

Jiang Mu sighed, in fact, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't hide, from the moment he was reborn and returned, this endless calamity was locked on him from afar.

It is true that he can change his way of living, relying on the sword yuan power he has reserved, he can hide from the heavens and the earth, escape the rise and fall of mortal dynasties, and escape the wanted arrest of the five major sects entering the world.

You can even hide until the arrival of the Gu Immortal Third Nuo.

When morality can dominate the world.

But at that time, how much sword yuan power was left in his hand?

He even had a faint premonition that once the Third Promise era came, he would die a miserable death.

Not only because he didn't have the power of the sword element, but also because he turned his back on himself and lived as a person he hated very much.

"Do something, don't do something!"

"Then the old man will try to see if your endless tribulation fire is more ferocious, or the lower limit of the old man is more terrifying!"

In the night, Jiang Mu finally made a decision, he wanted to take the refugees from Youzhou and escort them all the way to Nanzhou!

At this moment, all the distractions, worries, troubles, and hesitations in his heart were cut off, and the Dao Heart, no, it was the Sword Heart!

There is no big reason to talk about, and there is no need to make any sense.

Jiang Mu stood up, solemn and solemn, looking up at the sky, as far as the eye could see, where the gods went, endless green and dark.

"My sword is not in form, but in care."

"My sword, I don't care, but in my heart."

"My sword is not in the heart, but in heaven and earth."

"My sword is not in heaven and earth, but in all beings."

"I am willing to exhaust my life, and I am willing to use all beings in heaven and earth as swords, seniors, please give advice!"

Jiang Mu thought silently in his heart and arched his hand to the sky.

Gu Immortal Sannuo?

One day, he will ask for an explanation.

The wind rises, the clouds gather, but in the end there is no thunder to condense.

It was a quiet night.

Early the next morning, the people in the refugee camp had just woken up, and when they were sleepy-eyed, Jiang Mu had already returned silently with his sword, and in the distance, dozens of refugees were guided to this place, including many low-level cultivators who were scattered and lonely.

On this night, within a radius of 3,000 miles, all the demon beasts were ambushed.

And Jiang Mu already has a plan.

Although this Youzhou refugee is a drag on him, it is also an opportunity if it is operated well.

That is, teach a man to fish!

To make these refugees dare to protect themselves and their loved ones is to rebuild their courage.

"Go and select five thousand men with strong bodies and able-bodied limbs, and we will train them to fight against demon beasts."

In the refugee camp, Jiang Mu gave this order to Chen Zhihua, Shen Hu, Bei Yan and others.

"Senior, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, it's not that there are no brave warriors among mortals, but the physical strength can't compete with demon beasts in any way." Chen Zhihua persuaded euphemistically, in his opinion, this senior must be an old monster who turns into a god, just by himself, as long as he releases his breath, he believes that the demon beasts within 10,000 miles will flee from the wind, why bother?

"Go get done!"

Jiang Mu didn't explain anything, dropped the corpse of the demon beast on the ground, turned around and stepped on the sword.

This time, instead of hunting demon beasts, he found a small sect's dark iron vein, and when he entered it, Jian Yuanli collected and released, and the dark iron vein that could have been mined for hundreds of years was all refined into low-grade dark iron by him.

Then he repeated his old tricks, scavenging five veins of dark iron ore in one go, and then returned to the refugee camp.

And Chen Zhihua, Shen Hu, Bei Yan and others did not dare to be sloppy, they had already pulled out 5,000 refugees, but at a glance, it was a quail.

Anyway.

Jiang Mu sat down on the tower, took out a piece of low-grade dark iron, and with a touch of his hand, a sharp iron spear was formed.

Whoosh, the iron spear poked between Chen Zhihua's legs, making his face pale with fright.

"You are a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect, presumably there should be so many sets of body refining exercises in your hands, give you half a month, let these five thousand people all quickly become body refining warriors, this is not difficult."

"It's not difficult to return to your predecessors!"

"And you, don't think you can hide and watch jokes, the old man is not happy, you can't be happy, understand?"

Jiang Mu's gaze swept over those scattered cultivators, and as far as his eyes could see, everyone shuddered uncontrollably, at this moment they seemed to be on top of a cliff, and below, there were countless sharp spears.

It's scary.

When Jiang Mu retracted his gaze, one of these guys was counted as one, and they were all running around to do things, and they didn't dare to have anything else to think about.

Jiang Mu sighed leisurely, after the establishment of the Great Qin Dynasty in the previous life, the practice of refining the body became hot again, but it was no longer the kind of exercise that had to rely on the flesh and blood of demon beasts to continue, but relatively peaceful and stable, no longer blindly asking for the outside world, and paying more attention to tapping its own potential.

This kind of exercise is called a martial arts exercise.

This practice does not prolong life, but it can strengthen the body.

Its characteristics have also shifted from relying purely on the extraordinary strength of the physical body to fighting skills.

Especially when equipped with Xuantie weapons, Xuantie armor, and a few low-level spells in his hand, the combat effectiveness is not weak.

Of course, this is all superficial.

The core factor is that an iron-blooded army that has grown up from mortals, they do not have immortal cultivators, the kind of estrangement between scattered cultivators and mortals, they are naturally trusted by mortals, and it is more conducive to cohesion of mortals' confidence, people's hearts, and national fortunes.

When a legion with the bonus of national fortune is indeed invincible.

Jiang Mu spent half a morning, rubbing five thousand Xuantie spears in his hands, and another five thousand pieces of Xuantie armor, which was a simple armor that exposed his arms and only protected his torso, but this was enough to reduce casualties and boost morale when facing demon beasts.

Throwing these things to Chen Zhihua and the others, Jiang Mu began to rub a huge floating city with his hands.

If you want to transport refugees from Youzhou to Nanzhou, you can't just walk.

The distance of more than 500,000 miles cannot be reached for decades.

In fact, it's not that there is no other way, with Jiang Mu's current speed, he can go from Youzhou to Nanzhou on the same day, and then from Nanzhou to Youzhou, can he run a few rounds, and it is difficult to bring a few super large passenger flying boats casually?

In the case that the aura is still very full today, it only takes a month, how many refugees can't be transported?

However, the nature of things has changed.

For example, Chen Zhihua and others can't see through the essence of things.

Is he Jiangmu now trying to transport refugees to Nanzhou?

No, he's at war against the Endless Calamity!

In this great era of overlapping and transitioning between the two eras, everything you do will provoke a series of reactions.

But you can't help but do things.

The easiest.

If Jiang Mu rescued all the refugees in Youzhou by passenger flying boat, then what about the refugees in other states and counties in the future, let alone not being able to see them, all the refugees they saw along the way.

Secondly, even if he only rescued 10 million refugees in Youzhou, how would these refugees be arranged when they arrived in Nanzhou?

Do they need houses, do they need fields?

The mortals of Nanzhou and the mortals of Youzhou do not understand the customs and language habits, and the local aborigines and Youzhou refugees will definitely have conflicts.

This conflict may erupt in a decade or so, or decades later.

At that time, who will remember the kindness of you Jiang Mu to save them?

, profit is the source of all violence.

It is likely that decades later, or a hundred years later, the descendants of these mortals woke up, and they rebelled and directly overthrew Jiang Mu's former arrangement.

Therefore, he chose to train the refugees from Youzhou into a legion.

I saved you because my conscience, my principles of life, do not allow me to be indifferent.

But that doesn't mean you don't have to pay the price, and the fire is burning not only on me, but also on you.

I saved you once, and then I gave you a chance to save yourself, and I was worthy of it.

And you need to prove that you are qualified to live in this world, instead of being a coward for the rest of your life, waiting for others to save you.

It's as simple as that.

Outside the refugee camp, a huge ironclad floating city was cast by Jiang Mu with a low-grade Xuantie, the whole process was not difficult, relying on the power of the sword, the lower-grade Xuantie was like tofu, kneaded casually.

This ironclad floating city is made of a palm-thick black iron plate as the shell, the whole is like a ship, 1,000 zhang long, 500 zhang wide, height, no, just a layer of iron plates, plus a half-human high iron plate wall at the edge.

There is no need for any magic circle, no need for any divine pattern, and even no need for aura consumption, just need Jiang Mu to support it with five flying swords on the door panel, and fly three feet close to the ground.

The space above this is enough to accommodate four million people, if it is a little more extreme, of course, it is practically impossible, but it is enough to accommodate a million people.

After the Floating City was completed, Jiang Mu controlled the five door panel flying swords and held them up steadily, which was too easy, even if there were one more million people on it, they could travel five thousand miles a day every day, and the consumption was about 20 wisps of sword power.

Well, this consumption is a bit big.