Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

It's probably because of the earth-shattering battle four days ago that temporarily affected the weather here, Linghuang Island has been raining heavily a few days ago, and then today it suddenly turned to a clear sky.

Feeling the sunshine that I haven't seen for a long time, even my soul feels extremely dazzling. She couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands. Lian Xinjie pulled her and continued to fly forward, so that she could get out of the dungeon exit behind her and not clash with the others.

The Emperor Extreme Splitting Heaven Dao demanded that each sect send two or three Jin Dan to participate in this disaster relief. There is only one request, don't let those victims die.

Wang Qi's really relieved Jindan period is only Lian Xinjie and Lian Xinxin, who have undergone the ideological education of the Xianmeng. The other monks let it out, and it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't go around saying things like "there is a problem with the Falling Dust Sword Palace". Moreover, because of Mi's protection, these two people did not get infected with the inner demon curse, and they were not afraid of harming others. Therefore, the matter of this disaster relief fell on the shoulders of these two people.

After flying to the ground, all the monks who came to "relieve the disaster" had no intention of falling to the ground. This ground is really ugly. Due to the heavy rain for several days, the entire Linghuang Island was muddy. Coupled with the feces and urine of those victims, it is extremely disgusting.

Lian Xinjie observed left and right. There were about a hundred Jindan monks who came this time. Except for him and Lian Xinxin, there are few sect elites, and most of them are the kind of guys with a bleak future and hopeless infants. Looks. The vast majority of sects treat this directive as a mere burden. A Yuanying monk from the Heavenly Book Tower flew over. Start counting the number of people. and assign tasks.

The vast majority of them were sent out to hunt. For two thousand years, the surrounding krakens have assumed that this is the territory of a Mahayana period monster, and the high-level demon clans will not easily come over. A big battle four days ago scared away some creatures with a little intelligence. The creatures that will appear within a radius of thousands of miles now must be some low-level demon clans who are ignorant and have not yet opened their spiritual wisdom, and these Jindan stage disciples will not encounter any major dangers.

Another task is to analyze the salinity from the land of Linghuang Island so that plants can grow. This also accounts for more than half of the number of people.

As for the rest of the things like distributing food and removing diseases from the victims, no one was willing to take them.

This time. Wang Qi's voice sounded in Lian Xinjie's consciousness: "Take this task." I want to go out and see the mortals on the island. ”

Lian Xinjie's heart pounded a few times and almost stopped. He cautiously replied in his consciousness, "Why ......?"

"If you are told to go, you will go. ”

Wang Qi's voice came from a piece of jade pendant. This jade pendant is naturally also specially made.

Lian Xinjie stiffened his head, pretending to be light-hearted, and raised his hand and said, "It's also quite interesting to look at mortals, just to refine my Dao heart." Uncle Shi, let me distribute the food. ”

The Yuanying monk of the Tianshulou glanced at Lian Xinjie deeply, and threw out a small bottle: "There is a Yang Yuan Pill in it, and it will be dissolved with water." Divide the food, one pill. It can guarantee the needs of 3,000 people a day. You're in charge of the east side. ”

"East?" Lian Xinjie was a little puzzled: "On the island of Linghuang Island, there are tens of millions of people...... to say the least."

"Less than 10 million. The monk corrected indifferently: "Four days ago, Linghuang Island lost fifty percent of its population, less than 10 million. ”

- Huh?

Wang Qi was puzzled.

"Fifty percent, what are you kidding? Senior Sister Mi obviously only plundered one to two percent of the population......

"And where are the millions of people?"

All the victims who fell into the water were rescued by Mi. This can be guaranteed. The sea was her body, and four days ago she was filled with every ounce of it. So, this perception is definitely not wrong.

In other words, until the final blow of the Holy Emperor Venerable, less than one percent of the victims of the flood on Linghuang Island were affected.

"The huge tsunami and precipitation set off by the last blow of the Holy Emperor Venerable caused millions of people to drown in the sea, are you kidding? If this is the case, then there should have been countless dead bodies here...... There are so many corpses, even if they float away, it will take a long time......"

"What the hell is the Holy Emperor Venerable, where are the millions of mortals who have disappeared?"

These words were all transmitted back to Wang Qi through the secret method, and the Yuan Infant Monk naturally didn't know what information he might have leaked, and continued: "Since there are fewer people, it is much easier to do things. I'll pick eight people...... Seven more people, each responsible for an area...... All you have to do is find a container to dissolve the elixir, and then let the mortals line up to eat it. If there is a queue to make trouble, cut it immediately. ”

The porcelain vase looks small, but it is also a magic vessel, and it has the ability to shrink things. Inside each container, there are hundreds of pills. Eight bottles of pills are enough for the entire island.

The spiritual sense of a Jindan monk can cover several miles, and the feng shui grass movements in these few miles cannot hide from him. And above that, their eyes can see things dozens of miles away. A Jindan monk can supervise a large area. This is also the reason why there are only eight Jindan monks doing such a heavy task.

Even the soul relied on the magic weapon to understand Wang Qi's meaning at this time, and raised his hand and said, "It's good for me to be with my senior brother." ”

One after another, several people either volunteered or were forced to raise their hands to distribute food. The Yuan Infant Monk of the Tianshu Building was a little impatient, so he directly called the names of the two of them: "Zhu Liyuan, Ke Wuxu, the two of you will do this!"

One of them was not convinced, and shouted, "Hey, my father is the combined monk of the Hanging Sword Tower, Xutianjun......!

"The Void Heavenly Monarch has two hundred sons, and nine out of them are not successful, and they don't like him. You don't have to use the Void Heavenly Monarch to oppress people. Whatever I tell you to do, you will do for me. The infant monk had a cold face, and did not give the young man any room to resist. Then, he said, "Everyone else, let me cast spells on those mortals to heal their wounds and drive away the sick!"

Everyone responded, and those who were sent to hunt immediately set up a light and flew away from Linghuang Island. The others hesitated, but dispersed. When the people were almost gone, one of them came out of the crowd and said, "Master, I don't know much. ”

"What?" Facing his disciple, the Yuan Infant Monk was still a little kind.

The disciple of the Heavenly Book Building looked like a student asking: "You have always taught me in the past, cultivators' time is precious, unless you experience and precipitate yourself, you must always seize the time." But now, why do you want me to bother doing this...... And push the most tired part to me?"

He was the group of monks who were responsible for driving away the sick and healing the wounded.

The Yuan Infant Monk nodded: "It's very good to be able to ask this question, it shows that you have thought a little bit about cultivation and dealing with people." It is true that I tell you on weekdays that heaven and earth are unkind and use all things as dogs. The way of heaven is impartial and does not help anything. This is also the attitude that a monk should have. However, there are some special circumstances that you need to take into account. ”

"This is Linghuang Island, here, the Heaven Splitting Dao Lord Saint Emperor is the sky, and it is the truth. This time, we are providing disaster relief because Emperor Zun wants to provide disaster relief. And if the emperor wants to kill, we need to kill all these untouchables. We are not for saving people, not for mortals, but for the emperor. Emperor Zun thinks that if you do a good job in disaster relief, you will have 'merit', and if you please him, you will be able to obtain many intangible benefits, and your cultivation will be smoother in the future. ”

The young man thought for a moment: "But, can the emperor be so willful?"

"Yes, the emperor can kill if he wants, and save if he wants. The Yuan Infant Monk said: "The Emperor is only one step away from becoming an immortal, and he can prove longevity at any time...... Some people even felt that he could already live forever, but it was just to sweep away the outer ways and protect the Fa-rectification, so he stayed in this world for a long time. In order to practice, we have to make compromises and compromises, because if we don't practice, we will gradually grow old and die. And the immortals are free. They can do whatever they want, without having to make any compromises. ”

After the infant monk said this, he glanced at the monk who was still grinding. He apparently deliberately made it possible for the other monks to hear these words as well. Even his apprentice's questioning may have been at his behest. He said, "You heard it too." This disaster relief is not for these untouchables, but for yourselves. Do what you want. Do it well, and don't let me find out that you show signs of cheating. ”

This remark made those people have a little bit of "morale". The people scattered and went about their own thing.

As soon as Lian Xinjie flew out, he heard Wang Qi say: "This Yuan Infant Monk looks like an understanding person. Stay away from him, and stay hidden when you do things. ”

To Wang Qi's ears, this infant monk saw this "disaster relief" very clearly.

They didn't want to help the disaster, but the Holy Emperor Venerable cared about his "livestock", so they came.

And the reason why Gu Fa Xiu was able to form a sect and form a society would compromise with each other, as he said, was also because of the threat of "death".

In the fairy road, if you don't grow up, you will end up with just a handful of loess. Therefore, death compels the monks to gather resources in the most relative form to strengthen themselves.

However, this is not the case for immortals. What they have is time. For them, it doesn't matter what the "collection efficiency" is. What they have is time to refine the resources they need to cultivate.

"If you can't live forever, you can't be at ease after all......" Lian Xinjie sighed in a low voice.

"It's just jumping from one fishpond to another, from one dark forest to another. ”

In the secret room, Wang Qi shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

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