For half a month, Yougen's concern has been the upcoming rainy season and the people who are waiting to be fed.

And, the more than 10,000 Void Realm cultivators and more than 40,000 Cave Void Realm cultivators who were captured by him were quite honest recently.

The city to be built is huge.

Most of the people involved in the construction are elderly, weak, women and children.

The progress of the project is slow, and the rainy season is approaching for three consecutive months.

time, really not enough.

In the middle of the camp on the banks of the long river, in a camp tent that occupies a small area and is not too decorated, Yougen sat cross-legged on the animal skin cushion, and rubbed his temples on his forehead with his fingers.

He looked tired, opened his mouth and exhaled.

He placed the sheepskin with the map in his hand on the table in front of him.

"I'm so tired. ”

Yougen stood up, walked around the table, and walked to the tent door.

He reached out and lifted the curtain that covered the door.

He walked out of the tent and stopped at the door.

He looked up at the thick clouds that covered the sky.

"In the past month, the total number of stone houses that can be built between the foundations has been built. ”

"It's not enough to resettle half of the displaced people. ”

"Moreover, the number of displaced people attracted from all over the world is also increasing. ”

"And it's going to rain again. ”

Yougen shook his head and gritted his teeth hard.

His face was a little unwilling and a little helpless.

He opened his mouth to the dark clouds in the sky and asked himself softly, "How many people will die in the rainy season this year?"

Yougen seized a lot of grain and grass from all over the country, but he had to feed the total number of displaced people who numbered more than 10 million within three months. Still a little reluctant.

Hunger and cold will make the people have antagonistic feelings with the roots who ruled the Western Wilderness at this time.

This is not conducive to Yougen's rule over the Western Wilderness.

In addition, there is a root and Buddhism and Taoism, and the line is drawn.

Wherever his army passed, countless Taoist temples and Buddhist temples were destroyed.

In the minds of the displaced people, Yougen and his men are the main culprits responsible for their current displacement and precarious future.

The seeds of anger and insurrection are deep in the hearts of almost all homeless people. It has long been ingrained.

What the seed sprouts owes may simply be a reason.

Or, an excuse.

An opportunity.

Yougen knew that in the Western Wilderness at this time, the people's hearts did not belong to him.

But he didn't care.

He firmly believes that as long as there is enough time, he can make the Western Wilderness a paradise.

He firmly believed that when peace and peace, abundance and prosperity truly came to the wasteland.

He will bring all the people to their hearts.

"Tick-tock. ”

Raindrops, falling on the forehead of the rooted. It scattered into countless transparent fragments.

Yougen blinked, clasping his hands behind his back.

His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes flickering, and he kept thinking.

At this time. The life and death of the people completely involve the rooted minds.

Everything else is less important to Yougen.

This is something else. Including the Central Plains scouts that have appeared on the other side of the long river.

The rain curtain is gradually getting denser.

In the dense rain. More than 1,000 miles away from the Western Wilderness, in the middle of a continuous mountain range, the top of a steep and unusual peak.

Two people, standing side by side.

Both of them are wearing bright yellow yin and yang gossip robes.

On the heads of the two, the bun is towering, and the hairpin is like a dragon.

Among the two, one of them has a white and handsome face, a straight figure, nearly two meters tall, an extraordinarily lazy look, and a pair of eyes that are always squinted like a layer of light veil, looking a little foggy and scattered.

The other person's face was very hateful, with a falcon nose and thick lips matched with a thin-ridged sunken face, there was no Zhongxiu and Junyi that a cultivator should have.

But the man's expression was extremely serious, as if in the sharp horn-like eyes, a pair of yellowed eyes were bright.

"Here. ”

"You can't see any snow. ”

Zhang Daoling raised his right hand and blocked it in front of his forehead, covering the rain that blocked his vision.

He didn't use his vitality, and with his naked eyesight, he had already seen through the dense rain curtain.

"It seems that the Western Wilderness has fallen. ”

Zhang Daoling lowered his right hand and placed his arm at his side.

He lazily closed his eyes, looked up as if he was enjoying himself in the rain.

"It's not easy to get out of the snow. ”

"We should all be grateful for this timely rain. ”

Hearing this, Feng Shaoqing frowned slightly.

He pursed his lips, a look of impatience on his face.

He stared at the rain curtain in front of him, suddenly sighed, and then sighed.

"Senior brother. ”

"That guy, who is stronger than the demon?"

"Huh. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

He didn't open his eyes, and said directly: "I haven't fought with him." ”

"How can you make the right comparison? ”

"Still, judging by the fact that we can break free from this snow. ”

"Perhaps, the demon is a little stronger. ”

Hearing this, Feng Shaoqing was silent for a moment, and suddenly shook his head.

"Senior brother, not necessarily. ”

"I've never seen a demon, but I can still guess a little bit from the previous records. ”

"There is no doubt about the power of demons. ”

"But the devil won't let it snow. ”

"Moreover, we may not be able to get out of it. ”

"That man, maybe he didn't even notice us. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling lowered his head slightly and gradually opened his eyes.

"This. ”

"Probably. ”

Hearing this, Feng Shaoqing frowned, turned his head sharply, and looked at Zhang Daoling dissatisfied.

"Senior brother, the enemy is now, can you be serious. ”

Facing Feng Shaoqing's gaze, Zhang Daoling's face remained unchanged, and he said unhurriedly: "Life is like a play." ”

"If you are serious about everything, you will inevitably have to take care of everything, so what's the point of living like this?"

"It's better to pretend to be confused, but to be at ease. ”

"Senior brother, if you see through everything. ”

"It's really not interesting. ”

“......”

Feng Shaoqing looked at Zhang Daoling, whose face was always lazy, and was speechless for a while before he turned his head silently.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "At the junction of the Western Wilderness and Middle Earth, the water of the Long River is flowing rapidly. ”

"If the army wants to cross the river, there are only three places left that are most suitable except for this place, which is no longer impassable because of this snow. ”

"And these three places are not far from here, and they have all been heavily armed. ”

"Coupled with this person's amazing cultivation, relying on you and me alone, this fight can't be fought. ”

"Maybe, I want to invite the predecessors of Tianhu Mountain to come down the mountain and form a formation to eliminate demons. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling suddenly laughed.

He stretched out his hand with a smile, patted Feng Shaoqing's head, and said in a cheerful tone: "I said, stupid junior brother." ”

"If, it is useful for the masters of Tianhu Mountain to go down the mountain, will we still be here?"

"Think about it with your brain, in the Western Wilderness, there are no sages and masters who can form a formation. ”

"Qinghe Daoren, that is a peerless powerhouse who can fight with demons for thousands of rounds. ”

"He's lost, Xuan Ming, old man, can he do it?" (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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