Half an hour later, in the messy Tieshan City, Jiang Mu and dozens of his disciples were rescuing mortals who suffered heavy casualties. Some casual cultivators and many ordinary mortals who were not seriously injured also joined them.

In mid-air, after hearing the news, the head of the Qiu Shan Sect and the owner of the East Lake Villa each brought a team of people and watched silently. However, under the seemingly calm surface, they were filled with extreme shock.

Sikong Yue is dead!

In the early stage of Nascent Soul, a big man who could shake the earth just by stamping his feet in Qinge County died like this, and he was killed by three golden elixirs. Many people saw this scene, in broad daylight, in full view of everyone.

, you can’t do it falsely, then this thing is really incredible.

When did the Fuyun Sect become so powerful?

However, it seems that it is no longer important. The Mingshan sect lost one Nascent Soul and three golden elixirs, and almost 90% of the entire sect's combat strength was destroyed... The structure of Qinge County really needs to be shaken up.

With a very tacit understanding, the people from Qiushan Sect and Donghu Villa quickly left.

"Uncle Master, the injuries of the three senior brothers have been stabilized."

Zhao Wu quickly stepped forward and reported to Jiang Mu with some excitement. After this battle, Liu Tiezhu, Zhang He, and Li Ying had become figures worshiped and admired by all Fuyun Sect disciples. They were able to kill an early Nascent Soul even though they were seriously injured.

Immortal cultivators, this kind of achievement is so inspiring.

In fact, not to mention them, there were many casual cultivators in Tieshan City, and everyone in the Fuyun Sect looked at them with admiration.

"Has the Fangshi teleportation array in the city been repaired? We need to send the three of them back to the mountain gate as soon as possible to recover."

"Yes! Uncle Master."

Zhao Wu took the order and left, while Jiang Mu waved to Cheng Banjin, who was already extremely busy. Only people like Cheng Banjin could handle the current chaotic situation.

However, Jiang Mu wanted more, because he felt that this was a good opportunity.

"Half a catty, how's the situation?"

"Reporting back to Master, the situation has gotten better. In the name of Fuyun Sect, the disciples hired more than a hundred casual cultivators, forming a team of ten and choosing a famous person to lead them. They divided different areas in the city to rescue the casualties.

, the rescue is expected to be completed this evening."

After hearing this, Jiang Mu frowned and looked at the devastated and ruined Tieshan City. Sikong Yue had previously activated the magic weapon above Tieshan City, causing at least 10,000 casualties in the city. After activating the earth vein dragon energy, even more formations were formed.

A massive earthquake hundreds of miles away killed and injured no less than 100,000 people inside and outside the city.

But under such circumstances, even the members of the Fuyun Sect, who had always been quite friendly to mortals, were all beaming with joy. At this time, Cheng Banjin felt that rescuing the dead and injured in the ruins was a great kindness.

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Look at those ordinary people who clearly know that their loved ones died innocently, but they don’t dare to cry in grief and are careful to say thank you.

Even children as young as a few years old have their mouths shut by their parents, and they only dare to look at this world they cannot understand with frightened eyes.

This ruins, which should have been filled with cries, turned out to be strangely quiet.

Everyone in the Fuyun Sect and all the casual cultivators would take this scene for granted. Even the mortals would take this scene for granted. However, only Jiang Mu, who had experienced those hardships in his previous life, knew how fatal this taking for granted could be!

Immortal cultivators regard mortals as nothing more than nothing. Even if they occasionally slay demons, they are still superior. They do not need to understand what mortals are thinking, do not need to know what mortals rely on to live, and do not need to care about mortals' joys, anger, sorrows, and mortals' short lives.

, be it sorrow or happiness, they are all fleeting.

Therefore, immortal cultivators can give alms and save without any burden, and they can also destroy without any burden. What does the aftermath of the fight have to do with us?

It seems that all immortal cultivators have overlooked that mortals also have memories, thoughts, souls, and hatreds.

When the immortal cultivators are at the top, no mortal dares to disobey the immortal cultivators, even a casual cultivator who only has a Qi refining period.

It's not that I don't have anger, I just don't dare because I don't have the power.

But what if there is no longer a chasm-like gap between immortal cultivators and mortals?

In his previous life, Jiang Mu was also very puzzled. Even if the immortal cultivators continue to fight and decline, they still have enough power to frighten mortals, but why are they still crushed in the dust by mortals in the end?

Until Jiang Mu married a wife and had children, until he watched his three living children being mercilessly killed and turned into lifeless corpses, an indescribable heart-wrenching pain directly destroyed his sanity.

, his soul, his everything, he suddenly understood.

That is--

If we die, we can send you to hell!

If we die, you will never be reincarnated again!

If we die, you can be erased from this world!

If we die, our descendants can live with more dignity.

Yes, we are willing to die!

How numb you are now, how depressed you are now, how angry you will be in the future!

This is a raging fire that has not yet ignited, but is still silent, silent...

God hates it!

These three words suddenly flashed through Jiang Mu's mind like thunder and lightning.

He thought of a ridiculous possibility.

If this is really a promise, a promise left by the ancient immortals who left behind the tradition of cultivating immortals, then it is obvious that they, the cultivators of immortality, have broken their promise.

Therefore, they were deprived of the opportunity to continue to defy heaven, practice the great path, and pursue immortality.

So they will eventually be pressed into the dust by mortals, die in the most humiliating way, and decay?

"Master? Master?"

Cheng Banjin's voice woke up Jiang Mu, but there was only fear in his eyes.

"Master?" Cheng Banjin was a little confused. He had never seen his master lose his composure like this before, as if a disaster was imminent...

However, Jiang Mu recovered quickly and shouted in a deep voice:

"This is not a natural disaster in Tieshan City, but a man-made disaster. We, the Fuyun Sect, are also the culprits. The ground here has been triggered by Sikong Yue's magic weapon, and it is no longer suitable for mortals to live in. I will give you ten thousand spiritual stones. You must arrange it."

Within a month, move all the mortals here to the Yunhu Plain and resettle them properly. I will build a new home for them there."

"Master, this..." Cheng Banjin instinctively objected. Their Fuyun Sect took the initiative to treat the wounded and dug people out of the rubble. This was already a great kindness. What else could you want? Around Tieshan City,

But there are more than two million mortals, and the actual number of deaths in this disaster is only a few hundred thousand. Is it worth spending 10,000 spiritual stones? Master, you are so stupid!

"Go and do the work. Remember, what I want is proper settlement. If there is a problem with one person in each household, you will be the one to blame!" Jiang Mu shouted in a deep voice, with unprecedented sternness, and his eyes flashed like a blade!

"Yes! The disciples will definitely arrange it properly. If there are any mistakes, I am willing to learn the rules of the sect!" Cheng Banjin was startled and hurriedly saluted and ran away. He was a smart man, although he still didn't understand why his master had such an attitude.

But it seems that this matter cannot be taken carelessly, so although he felt distressed about the 10,000 spirit stones, he still formulated a solution in the shortest possible time.

First, they found a few casual cultivators who were familiar with each other, had decent character, were safe in their work, and were famous. They directly used spiritual stones to hit each other and called them daddy. Then, there were all the shakers in Qinge County, and more than two million people asked for them.

Moving to a distance of 800 miles is no small matter, especially when it needs to be properly resettled so that no one in the family can have any problems.

Fortunately, due to its unique geographical location, Qinge County is the only way to go to southern Xinjiang. Not only are there many local casual cultivators, but there are also many foreign casual cultivators passing by. And these casual cultivators, as long as they are given spiritual stones, will basically kill people and set fire to them.

Whatever you do is fine.

So in less than a day, Cheng Banjin actually used his contacts all over the world to recruit more than 500 casual cultivators. Some even joined in the fun for free, and there was no lack of people who came to help. After all, not all cultivators

They are all indifferent to ordinary people.

However, the commotion caused by Cheng Banjin was too big. The news spread to Qiushan Sect and Donghu Villa. I don’t know what they thought. They actually sent ten disciples to help each other, and also brought three thousand people with them.

A piece of spiritual stone, used to resettle refugees from Tieshan City.

After a few days, the aftermath of this incident dissipated, and no one mentioned it again. The migration of two million mortals was nothing compared to the movement of the Qiu Shan Sect and the East Lake Villa joining forces to divide the Mingshan Sect.
Chapter completed!