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~

For all the behaviors of the immortals, the Immortal Alliance only speculated based on the little information obtained from the immortals and the dragon clan and the commonality of animals.

However, just a little bit of information makes people feel creepy.

The world of immortals is definitely not peaceful, happy, and leisurely.

On the contrary, the ultimate picture of this universe implies that there is no happiness between the immortals.

An immortal has finally attained immortality and got rid of the restrictions of time on life, so what is his next step?

Maybe some of the immortals really lived in seclusion and lived a happy life, because this "group" lacked commonality, and it was not surprising that there were any "peculiarities". However, according to the "habits" of the ancient law cultivation of Shenzhou and the various behaviors of the immortals, what they want next is power.

When you are mortals, people can shout: "A thousand avenues, all kinds of spells, I only ask, 'Can you get immortality?'" and the immortals who have already gained immortality need strength even more to defend the immortal fruit in their hands.

This requires that they are better than anyone else.

"Better than anyone else" is actually very difficult. And this universe has existed for more than 40 billion years. In 40 billion years, how many immortals can be born on this time scale? How powerful is the oldest existing immortal?

If the accumulation rate of immortals becoming stronger is a linear process, even if the growth is very slow, it is enough for many strong people to grow.

Of course. Many immortals don't know this. But. They have traveled many worlds. You should know the antiquity of the universe.

If they are enemies of imaginary "old antiques", what should those newborn immortals do?

The answer is plunder.

Plunder wisdom from civilization and power from planets.

Probably speaking, this is the daily life of the immortals.

In addition, most of the immortals are the kind of people who "do whatever they want to do immediately". They act without scruples, without compromise, without going against their will. They are the eternals, for them. If you want to live forever without happiness for a long time, it is better not to cultivate and die happily.

If a solid organization emerges from the immortals, it is most likely formed under the pressure of a powerful individual.

As for why that powerful individual would want to form a solid organization...... Who knows? Maybe that powerful individual likes that?

Immortals are such creatures. "I like it" is the biggest reason.

Just like what the infant monk of Tianshulou said, kill if you want to kill, save if you want to save, and you don't need other reasons.

And who would dare to gamble their lives on the mood of an uncertain group?

This is probably the reason why the dragons reject the "undead beasts".

The goal of the Immortal Alliance is to have the power to make those "undead beasts" dare not have the idea of "killing".

For the Holy Emperor, the refugees on Linghuang Island are livestock. He wants to save now, but he may want to kill him at any time. If it's tens of thousands. All of them have the power of the merger period, how dare the Holy Emperor treat them as animals?

But now. The life and death of this group of mortals still depends on the Holy Emperor.

Or perhaps, the Holy Emperor Venerable has begun to "sharpen his knife to the pigs and sheep".

Thinking of the mysterious disappearance of those millions of people, Wang Qi also felt a little heavy. Through a specific magic weapon, he passed orders to Lian Xinjie and Lian Xinjie.

"Inquire about the worship of the gods of the mortals on the island, about the missing people. ”

Lian Xinjie pressed the jade pendant on his waist, and Lian Xinjie touched a hairpin on the back of his head, smiling slightly bitterly.

This magic weapon was specially given to them by Wang Qi before the mission.

At this time, the two of them had already separated, and went to the east and west sides of the refugee area respectively, preparing to find containers to dissolve the elixir and distribute it to the victims.

For them, the Jindan monks, this was not difficult. Feel free to use mana to hold up a lump of mud on the ground, roughly shape it into a container, and then just go down with a real fire. Due to the high mana of the monk and the power of the real fire, the clay jar that is temporarily fired can also have a layer of enamel. Then, they either took water from the sea, steamed it a few times and turned it into fresh water, or condensed it directly from the air, and filled the clay jar that was one person tall and several people hugging each other. Immediately afterward, they threw down a pill and asked the victims to eat it for themselves.

If you are outside, this distribution of food can easily lead to looting. However, the deterrent power of the monks was too strong. It's like Earth, where a group of armed soldiers distribute items in the disaster area - especially since this group of soldiers has the right to shoot freely.

There was no looting, no chaos, everyone obediently lined up.

It's like a flock of sheep.

The homes of those refugees have been washed away, and now they can have a bowl, which can be regarded as a rich and noble family. But in the end, there are still people who are willing to contribute their own things, and many people take turns using a bowl to scoop a little Dan water from the clay jar to fill their stomachs.

It only takes a few minutes for a Jindan monk to set up such a "food distribution point". Every 100 zhang, Lian Xinjie will set up such a "grain distribution point". An hour and a half later, he had done some.

After doing what the Holy Emperor had explained, Lian Xinjie began to do what Wang Qi had explained. He walked back and forth, and found that among the victims, there were still some people holding shrines. Moreover, Lian Xinjie soon discovered something that made people laugh and cry - there were more victims holding the shrine than there were people with bowls.

In the midst of the flood that destroyed everything, many shrines seemed to have strange powers, but they were not washed away. Many people are convinced that this is a miracle of the gods. Among the victims, there are many legends that say that the shrine protects people. Now we have just gone through a "natural disaster", but many people are not desperate, but a little fanatical. There are even people who gather together to bow down to the shrine despite the mud on you, and they are very religious.

"Bring one. I'm going to do research. "That's when it happened. Wang Qi sent a new order.

Lian Xinjie was reluctant to take away the shrines that were being surrounded by believers and worshipping fanatically. That's probably going to be confusing. He looked around. I saw a child holding a shrine. The child was all dirty, except for his eyes, which were very bright, and there was a very peculiar light. He is not as rickety as other of his peers, but has some strength. He was at the edge of the crowd, clinging to the shrine in his arms, and no one else bowed to his shrine.

Lian Xinzhuo pretended to pass by inadvertently, and smiled at the little boy: "Little ghost, your shrine looks a little interesting." Lend me a look. ”

Although he said that it was "borrowing", he must not have consulted with a boy like him, so he directly photographed the shrine with mana, and then gathered clean water, washed the shrine, and then put it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and scolded: "It's you fake immortals again...... If you take away my father and mother, do you want to take my shrine again? Give me back my shrine! Give back my father and mother!"

"Daddy and Mother"? Lian Xinjie's heart moved. But it was dark in my heart.

-- Is this the clue to the "disappearing population"?

"You little ghost, don't slander. If your father and mother die in that flood. It should also be counted on those demons who came to attack my Linghuang Island, why do you blame me?"

"I'll give you a little white face full of feces and sores!" the boy blushed: "My father and mother only disappeared the day before yesterday, and at that time, the demon was gone...... Uh-huh......"

Before the little boy could finish speaking, a cloud of yellow mud flew over and pasted on his face. Then, a few clouds of yellow mud knocked him down. A few people looked at the little boy indifferently, but many more looked at him with resentment.

The spirit of the monks of the Jindan period is harmonious. Lian Xinjie sensed that some of the hatred and resentment were also directed at him. It's just that the vast majority of people don't have the courage to have ill will towards the monks, so many evil thoughts fall on the little boy's head.

- They are resentful of what he said!

Lian Xinjie had a hint of enlightenment in his heart. He told Wang Qi about this discovery and asked, "Mr. Wang, do you still need to continue to investigate?"

Wang Qi pondered for a moment: "No need. I already know that a part of the population disappeared after that war...... Most of it was done by the Holy Emperor. ”

The gap between the monks and mortals of Linghuang Island is far greater than that of the Divine Continent a hundred times. As long as you enter the dungeon, it is like a different world, and the "untouchables" on the island have no intersection with the monks in the dungeon. No monk cares about those who have disappeared.

In the final analysis, they came to the disaster relief because the Holy Emperor Venerable forced it.

Confirming this, he can know a lot of things.

As for the deeper things, the monks may not know about them, and they cannot be investigated here.

When Wang Qi and Lian Xinjie asked questions, the boy had already made mud out of his mouth. Did he want to continue, but was quickly knocked down. This time, as if to bury him alive, the mud kept being thrown from all directions.

Everyone resented this guy for provoking the monk.

-- People are here to deliver food! At this time, they annoyed the immortal master, and everyone had to die!

Lian Xinjie looked at the little boy and shook his head slightly.

Untimely courage.

This Linghuang Island is not a place where anyone can succeed with their enthusiasm. It is even more unwise to collide with the strong.

If it were the old days, even Yichen himself would have killed this little boy. However, now that he has taken refuge in the Xianmeng, and Wang Qi is watching, he does not dare to do so, so as not to leave a record of the case. He even wanted to save the other party.

At this time, Wang Qi once again gave an order.

Lian Xinjie suddenly took a moment with his sleeves and used his dexterity to rescue the boy. He descended a little, took out a jade piece and a small jade bottle, and threw it in the boy's face: "Interesting little guy." If you really want to defeat us monks, then cultivate, resent, curse, and then live ugly, constantly running away from it, just to live...... Until you really cultivate the exercises here, then come to me. ”

Then, Lian Xinjie slowly rose again, and said in a loud voice: "This little thing is a little interesting." I gave them to him, and you are not allowed to rob them!"

No one answered.

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