And in the originally empty lake, an island has risen at some point. There are exquisite houses on top of the www.biquge.info, there is no dock, and a series of charming decorations and buildings declare that this is the residence of his followers.

Qin Feng thought secretly: It may be that some loose cultivators and sorcerers have been recruited, and the Floating Immortal Mountain can't hold so many people, so this is another island to open up.

At this moment, it is the time of lunch, only to see the smoke of cooking, the sky is clear, and the floating fairy mountain falls under the clouds, like a dream.

Suddenly, dozens of rays of light escaped from the Floating Immortal Mountain, but they sensed Qin Feng's return.

"The hosts. ”

"Qin Feng ......"

"My Lord ......"

Nightmare, Zhao Yiwen, Zhu Teng, and a group of followers came to visit. There was also a ray of light that faltered and fell at the end, but it was Luo Qi, who had been taking care of Gu worms and spirit grass for Qin Feng in obscurity.

Qin Feng glanced at it and said with concern: "Hmm, what about Danhua." ”

Zhao Yiwen said with a little jealousy: "Danhua seems to be in retreat, he has been under the ice lake for a few months, and no one is allowed to disturb him." Ben wanted to say a few more words, but there were too many people around, so he stopped.

Qin Feng just muttered in order to notice Zhao Yiwen's face: "What is she so closed." "This guy is always very mysterious, but since he didn't cause anything, he didn't bother to care.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Qin Feng asked again: "Everything is normal during the days I left." ”

"Master, everything is developing according to the expected trajectory, and even the speed of growth is slightly beyond the estimate. I heard that the seal of the undead moat outside has been loosened, and many Qi Refiners have come to join us. Pointing to the island in the lake, the nightmare said, "In the end, I only took in the most qualified people, and there are still more than two hundred people." ”

"And the dragon was very enthusiastic about these monks, and took them out all day long, hunting for treasures and hunting fierce beasts. Just the corpses of the fierce beasts they bring back every time they come back are enough to supply the daily consumption of these abandoned people. ”

"There have even been some frictions with the low-level witches of the nearby witch clan fighting for strange treasures several times, and there have been victories and defeats for each other. Some monks have also died. However, it is all a fight between low-level cultivators, and it is not easy for me to make a move, so I also ask the master to know it. ”

After hearing this, Qin Feng smiled and nodded again and again: "It's okay, cultivation is to act against the sky, how can you not die." However, if any witch sect dares to send a high-ranking monk to slaughter my experienced disciples, I will never tolerate it! In addition, we must reward and punish fairly, and if any disciple has made meritorious contributions, do not hesitate to reward them. There must be no slight difference in this. ”

Nightmare clenched his fists and said, "Yes, master. ”

"These still weak Qi Refiners will inevitably give birth to Foundation Building Cultivators in more than ten years, and if they support themselves, there will be even more. This will also become a force that should not be underestimated in the future!" Qin Feng pondered. It just so happened that this cheap apprentice of his own, Long was quite enthusiastic about these loose cultivators, and he happened to hand over this team to him. In the long run, there will be cohesion and a sense of belonging. Be a force that is true to yourself.

As for Long Ji, Qin Feng was determined to give Tsukidan as a reward. After all, leading so many monks, it is inevitable that there will be ill-intentioned people, and they must be feared in terms of strength. If one Tsukidan is not enough, then two, three......

Qin Feng remembered again, and asked again: "By the way, how is the mining of the spirit vein now." It won't be a few thousand spirit stones in a month, right?"

"This ......" was dumbfounded for a moment when he saw the evil nightmare that had always been outspoken and admonished, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Qin Feng. As Zhao Yiwen spoke, she walked out of the crowd. "That spiritual vein is so dangerous that there were several earthquakes in a row a few months ago. The improvised pit collapsed several times, killing more than 100 people. Although the Nightmare compulsorily urges the Forsaken to continue digging. But Qin Feng, every life is incomparably precious, not to mention, the death of each of them is a disaster for every family. That's why I'm going to stop mining unless the spider-men under Zhu Teng's command can completely stabilize the spiritual veins......"

"Poof!" Before he finished speaking, he only heard a sneer, but it was a qi refiner standing at the far end who couldn't help but laugh.

In an instant, Zhao Yiwen's face was a little embarrassed, and the face of the qi refiner was even pale, knowing that he had caused a big disaster.

The nightmare shrugged helplessly, tilting his head and looking at Zhu Teng. Zhu Teng could only respond with a wry smile.

Naturally, it was impossible to punish a Qi Refiner for such a trivial matter, Qin Feng just scolded: "What's so funny, Zhao Yiwen is right." Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, so do monks have to be nobler than mortals? All beings are equal. ”

The Qi Refiner was sweating profusely, and when he saw that there were steps to go down, he nodded busily: "Yes, it's ......"

Turning his head again, he was about to say something more to Zhao Yiwen, but a petite figure suddenly appeared in the hidden group, it was Wenwen: "Brother Qin Feng, don't blame my sister." I went to ask her for help, and if you want to blame you, I will blame me. I will try to make up for the loss of delay in the future!"

"Silly boy. But seeing Zhao Yiwen chuckling, drifting away like the wind, and hugging Wenwen in her arms: "Sister doesn't need you to repay, this is exactly what my sister meant." ”

This is not over, and someone speaks again. "Patriarch Qin Feng. The old man felt that Mrs. Zhao Yiwen had done the right thing. The vein is there, ready to be mined at any time. However, the death of a human being is a hundred, I wonder what Patriarch Qin Feng thinks?"

"Madam?" Hearing this, Zhao Yiwen's face turned red in an instant, and she didn't dare to speak, so she buried her head and looked at Qin Feng quietly. But seeing that Qin Feng didn't move, his attention was all on Xing Lao. I was unconsciously very disappointed.

This star elder did not have a trace of energy fluctuations in his body, and he was still able to barely control the sky. It didn't seem like a big deal, but Qin Feng knew that he was absolutely incapable of doing it. It seems that this old guy is far more powerful than he thinks.

Xing Lao suddenly waved his hand, and ten forsakens flew out of the crowd.

Qin Feng probed with his spiritual sense again, and saw that the bodies of these abandoned people were filled with the power of witch souls, which was about the cultivation of about the seventh layer of qi refining. I don't know how to do it, but Qin Feng has always thought that this should be a method similar to the Heavenly Demon Jar. At the cost of depleting the Dao base and leaving a huge hidden danger, the cultivation that was forcibly improved.

Xing Lao was neither humble nor arrogant: "Patriarch Qin Feng, you see, under the means of my beloved disciples, they can also contribute to you." ”

"But it's remarkable. Qin Feng was perfunctory, but he felt a little tired in his heart. Sure enough, it couldn't be avoided. As long as there are many people, it involves interests, ideals, and beliefs. Disputes will arise. Even cultivators are not immune to vulgarity. "This is not just a dispute over the spiritual veins, there will certainly be more problems in the future.

There is no right or wrong in this, it is only about interests and human nature.

Seeing that Qin Feng was silent, the scene was a little noisy for a while, and everyone told their opinions one after another. The nightmare looked at Xing Lao without scruples, and Xing Lao just had an indifferent attitude. Let the nightmare's gnashed teeth rattle, and he tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart.

Because she was just a maid, Luo Qi, who had been standing outside the team, stood up and said as gently as jade: "Master Qin Feng, you let me not bear fruit from the spirit grass that you have been taking care of. It's just, it's just a little weird, do you want to check it out now?"

This was indeed to relieve Qin Feng, so Qin Feng nodded and said, "Okay." I'll go now. As he spoke, he motioned for the crowd to disperse.

Including Zhao Yiwen, everyone left. Zhu Teng wanted to leave, but was given a look by the nightmare.

Zhu Teng was about to speak hard, but Qin Feng said first: "You two haven't left yet?" ”

Naturally, there was no objection, and the four of them descended from the sky and landed in the camp of the forsaken. Some of the abandoners saw it, but no one came up to disturb them. He just hurriedly got up, buckled his chest and bowed, and at the same time looked at Qin Feng respectfully until he left.

Among them, there are even people whose eyes are full of fanaticism, this kind of look Qin Feng has seen, it is the eyes of a fanatics.

Qin Feng thought about it: "Do these abandoners still want to be so reckless as they were at the beginning?" and remembered the humiliation of mortals that day.

Zhu Teng carefully paid attention to Qin Feng's expression, and said respectfully: "No, my lord." After that day, Lord Nightmare himself executed a hundred more forsaken ones one after another. No one dares to pick on right and wrong anymore. Everything was done in an orderly manner, but Mrs. Zhao Yiwen was not allowed to mine the spiritual veins. It's very difficult for us......"

Qin Feng frowned: "Why are you also called Madame?" I haven't planned to marry a Taoist couple yet. Also, whatever I tell you in the future, you can do it. Don't do that again. The pressure of the knot pill made Qin Feng a little depressed, not to mention that the cultivation of the Ning Yuan True Technique Technique was too difficult, who knew how many spirit stones would be used in the future? Ten years, ten years at most. This vein must be taken!"

Zhu Teng's face was embarrassed: "This ......"

Nightmare took the initiative: "Master, leave this matter to me." ”

Qin Feng didn't ask: "If it's you, I'll be relieved." "If the experience of living and dying together several times is not trustworthy, then there is nothing trustworthy in the world. What's more, the Nightmare never let it down.

After walking for hundreds of meters, we reached a corner alley. The house that catches your eye is no longer an earthen house, but a brick and tile cast, but much more exquisite, and the ground is paved with bluestone. These two polarizations seem to move from the slums to the rich neighborhoods.

However, what Qin Feng was more curious about was the singing that came from every room. The solemnity is very religious, and the lyrics are full of praise, as if it were about a child of destiny.

"At the beginning of Hongmeng, Nuwa created people, which is called grace. The etiquette collapses, and the avenue collapses, which is called heavenly punishment. The Emperor of Heaven is benevolent and cannot bear the annihilation of all things. One person is specially selected, called the child of destiny. The universe will eventually be annihilated by fate, reborn into nothingness, and annihilated all evil. Only those who know themselves, strictly abide by the precepts, and follow the children of fate. In order to enjoy bliss with the children of destiny on the day of punishment......"

Qin Feng was vigilant in his heart: "Who is this Son of Destiny?" and then thought about it, this can't be the idea of the Nightmare, right?

Unexpectedly, Zhu Teng stood up: "My lord, this is my idea." Only faith can bind them. At the same time, in order to shape your consolation, I have taken your name without permission. ”

Qin Feng smiled: "It's just that the child of fate is a bit exaggerated." "But now it's just a matter of counting.

The nightmare seemed to be more protective of Zhu Teng, and said again: "Master, didn't you say that you have a method of cultivating with the power of faith? When Zhu Teng told me at that time, I thought it was good, so I agreed without permission. A month earlier, fanatics had been sent out on missionary missions. ”

Qin Feng nodded: "Then so be it." "Every sect acts like this, even if Evil Nightmare and Zhu Teng don't do it. Qin Feng also had such a plan. It's just that it's hard to be a nightmare, and I can always think about it so thoroughly.

An abandoned person sitting in the house noticed that someone was passing by outside the door, and subconsciously looked at it, and immediately stood up and said excitedly: "My lord?"

"Where, where?"

"What?"

......

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the family first hugged out. Then it alarmed the entire alleyway, and for a while, nearly a thousand people surrounded Qin Feng layer by layer, and the number of people was still increasing.

I don't know who started first, and the people sang the hymn together. The solemn singing voice soared into the sky and spread throughout the station, and even the cultivators on the island were shocked.

Nightmare said with some smugness, "Master, what do you think?" ”