Lu Qingye exhaled and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Feeling the spiritual power in the body, the dantian of the soul power has not yet used much power.

She is not only hot-blooded, she is in the world of cultivating immortals, and self-preservation has formed a subconscious behavior.

Lu Qingye didn't want to use the greatest malice to speculate on others, but he also understood the truth that it was indispensable to defend against others.

The spiritual power of the dantian in her body was enough for her to arrange two formations, but unless it was a last resort, Lu Qingye did not intend to use her soul power in front of people.

So she had to leave a layer of spiritual power to protect herself.

Lu Qingye's hard work and persistence made the eyes of the fishermen hot.

Some people couldn't help but wipe the corners of their eyes.

The old monk knew that in fact, the people of Fenghui Island had never forgotten where their roots were.

Their ancestors were also disciples of the Dao Sect, and many of them were monks who came to protect the realm and settled here.

It can be said that how much I hate the Ethereal Sect in my heart, how much my ancestors loved their hometown and relatives and friends.

They were angry at the inaction of the Ethereal Sect, which was a Dao Sect, because they resented the other party's forgetfulness and disregard for them......

It is born from the same root.

And now Lu Qingye, they have experienced the feeling of being valued again and being regarded as a junior of the Daomen......

Although this feeling came a little late.

The old monk told the fishermen to arrange for the nearby villagers.

Fortunately, although there were some stubborn and ignorant villagers in the village, they were all persuaded to move closer to the formation.

When the last rays of sunlight disappeared, the wind on the sea rose again.

Except for the sound of the sea breeze and waves, there is some quiet all around.

The fishermen have put away the wind chimes that tinkle in the sea breeze.

Wind chimes, which used to help them observe the strength and direction of the wind, are no longer effective on such windy days, and the sound tends to attract the attention of the polar night.

Everyone sat quietly together, vigilantly watching the sea.

It was probably the thrilling battle the night before that made them still have lingering palpitations, and at night, the pounding sound of their hearts was clearly captured by Lu Qingye.

Knowing the horror of the Polar Night, as well as the great disparity in strength between the two sides, these mortals were still able to hold on here, and their willpower and faith in their hearts were worthy of admiration.

After all, some monks may retreat in fear, and some people in the immortal cultivation world will even be scared to death because of some movements chasing the wind and shadows.

As the moonlight grew thicker, Lu Qingye heard the sound of teeth creaking again.

She silently added some charcoal to the fire.

In order to alleviate this extremely depressed and desperate atmosphere, Zhi Qin couldn't help but speak softly.

"This charcoal is good, I think we can introduce some in the future."

This is a relatively close place to the Lingering Sea, and in this kind of cold and humid island, this kind of thing is very suitable.

The attention of some fishermen was also attracted by this charcoal.

In fact, as early as the first day, some fishermen envied the spiritual charcoal in Lu Qingye's hands.

The old monk looked at the spiritual charcoal in Lu Qingye's hand and sighed a little.

"It's a good thing, but ...... I'm afraid this price is not something we can afford. ”

Even if you want to introduce it, I'm afraid that you will be the first to get your hands on it, and the first to enjoy it will be those nobles of the dynasty.

In fact, even though Fenghui Island is better than many mortal realms, and the dynasty here is also determined to be equal, but where there is a class, there is bound to be inequality.