On the top of Fuyun Mountain, Jiang Mu stood there quietly, completely blending into the night.

He came back three days ago, but he didn't inform anyone, so he witnessed this scene.

He was very satisfied. Under his words and deeds, the disciples of Fuyun Sect finally showed some sense of responsibility. From top to bottom, they did not flinch. Even if there was fear or panic, they were willing to stand up and face it.

The word "responsibility" is easier said than done.

One person who is responsible will lead ten people.

A responsible sect can lead tens of thousands of people.

Once upon a time, the hundreds of thousands of casual cultivators in the five counties of Shannan were like a piece of loose sand. They each resorted to plundering, plotting and murdering, killing people to seize treasures, ambushing and following them, and did everything they could.

Because of the harsh environment, they cannot survive if they don't do this.

The Fuyun Sect has given them enough benefits, so as long as they hunt monsters and collect herbs and minerals, they can reap great benefits without paying too much, and then they can form a team to reap even greater benefits.

In this case, who would give up the future for immediate benefits?

Since the founding of Fuyun Zongfang City, there have been a total of 548,672 registered low-level casual cultivators. More than half a year has passed, and 3,760 have died from the mouths of monsters.

Of the nineteen people, only sixty-four died of cannibalism, and the murderer was either wanted or found. Even if he fled to other places, he would never be able to set foot within the Fuyun Sect's sphere of influence.

Guided by Fuyun Sect's interests and restrained by rules, the low-level casual cultivators are undergoing a huge transformation.

Once there was a team, the team members became more, stronger and more elite.

Once powerful and experienced, it was easy to win over a group of juniors.

Cooperation is the theme.

As long as you don't violate the rules of Fuyun Sect, you only need to go to Southern Xinjiang once a month and earn spiritual stones that you couldn't earn in the past year.

With the extra time, you can practice, heal, drink, talk to a girl, and see the scenery.

It turns out that cultivating immortals can be so leisurely.

When people relax, their ill will towards the world will decrease.

So when they heard that millions of mortals in Chujiang County were affected by the disaster, they didn't mind helping. There was no lofty reason, just for the sake of enlightenment.

But this time, the one who surprised Jiang Mu the most was the mortal who had been favored on the Yunhu Plain.

They used to be cowardly and insignificant, like lambs, and anyone could trample, kill, and trample them.

Even if you give them favors, they will always be frightened and cower. They are still ready to be trampled on and massacred at any time and at any time, and they will never know how to resist.

But the facts prove that as long as you give them a chance.

Jiang Mu was very glad that he had learned from the li chief system of the Qin Dynasty more than two months ago. Each village and town had a li chief, and even the most destitute low-level casual cultivators could develop some organizational skills.

When Li Ying's order was issued, when mortals suddenly realized that they could also do things and help others, the feeling was different.

While taking on responsibilities, what is strong is also the heart.

In short, everything is going well. With the sect as the leader, the lower-level casual cultivators as the main body, and ordinary people as the grassroots, working together for one thing is the best start.

"Um?"

Jiang Mu suddenly felt something in his heart, and seemed to feel something. Just now, with Fuyun Mountain as the main body, a completely different kind of power was quietly generated, and it was still generating continuously.

It's not because his spiritual thoughts are so powerful that he really can't sense them.

But this power is really magical. It is like a belief, a will, very pure. But if you sense it deeply, you can even see the shadows of mortals and low-level cultivators in this power.

They were like this scene of a raging fire, going forward one after another, united as one, everyone only thinking about one thing, and thus this kind of power was formed.

It's just that this power is looking for a carrier, and it doesn't seem to be very strong yet. It is estimated that it will all collapse by tomorrow morning at best.

But up and down Fuyun Mountain, where is the suitable carrier?

Fuyun Sect is the leader of this matter tonight, but it seems to be incompatible with its nature, so this kind of power is constantly hovering on Fuyun Mountain, trying to merge but not being able to.

Jiang Mu sensed this, and suddenly his heart moved.

He took out the three flying swords from the door panel, liquefied them and melted them into a Dao Guard Bell, and burned on it what he said that day. Because these words have now spread, many people have gradually recognized them, especially those disciples of the Fuyun Sect.

, I thought I was going to die just now, but I actually recited these words while drinking wine.

As expected, this power is really related to faith. This protective bell began to attract more power to circle around, but for some reason, it still could not be accommodated.

"Tolerate? Tolerate? I'm so stupid."

Jiang Mu suddenly realized that the Dao Protector Bell could only accommodate immortal cultivators, but at this moment, most of the subjects of this belief were mortals.

Then there should be no distinction between them.

In the name of all people, the bell means to be alert and protect, but it is not a carrier.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu simply took out four more door flying swords, liquefied them all, and melted them into a large cauldron. It was enough to inscribe three words on it.

Tripod of All Nations.

When the burning is completed, even without guidance, the power transformed by that belief will flow into it like a tide, no longer dissipating or wandering.

Of course it can't be taken out.

But when Jiang Mu put down the Tripod of Ten Thousand People and the moment it came into contact with the earth, the power of this belief actually triggered the energy of the earth's veins, merged with each other, and turned into a brand new power. This power was even less felt by others.

But deep underground, a large golden net is woven, covering five hundred miles around Fuyun Mountain.

Jiang Mu watched quietly for a long time, as if he had some realization.

"National destiny?"

In his previous life, fifty years after the end of the Dharma Age, Jiang Mu heard for the first time that the Qin Dynasty had a national destiny. It was also at that time that he heard that the five super sects had opened their gates to marry the Taizu of Qin. At that time

He didn't understand, until now, he suddenly understood.

This is a new path, condensed by the will and belief of all peoples. It can kill ghosts and gods at the top and destroy demons at the bottom.

Jiang Mu suddenly made a move, and an old tree from the mountain flew over. With a touch of his hand, a wooden sword was formed. It was ordinary, but when he took the wooden sword and bowed three times to the Tripod of All Nations, the wooden sword turned out to be

Forming some kind of temporary connection with the Ten Thousand People Cauldron, the underground golden net can also be mobilized by the wooden sword.

When Jiang Mu pointed the wooden sword at himself, he felt nothing. But when he pointed the wooden sword at the Yuanying monk sent by the Divine Sword Sect, the other person's expression suddenly changed dramatically, as if a disaster was imminent.

At this time, Jiang Mu only needs to say one word, and all his cultivation and hundreds of years of hard work will be wiped away by the golden net.

The power of the national destiny is as bright as a divine thunder.

Jiang Mu put away the wooden sword, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of the unlucky Xue Chao.

I see.

However, if he had just done that, I am afraid that all the national destiny would have been consumed.

"The faith and will of millions of mortals can only destroy one Nascent Soul. The fate of this country is not invincible until the spiritual energy is cut off."

"One million mortals' will and belief can seal the Nascent Soul, so it will take at least twenty million mortals' will and belief to seal the Transformation God. But in fact, the Yuanying and the Transformation God old monster will not stupidly let the fate of the country condense."

"No wonder there have been billions of mortals in the world of immortality for hundreds of thousands of years, but there has never been a mortal dynasty. The two are inherently in conflict."

Thinking like this, Jiang Mu still felt that something was wrong.

so easy.

That's right, it's too easy to gather the national destiny. It's like going with the flow of the river, and things happen in one fell swoop.

"Could it be related to the coming of the Dharma Ending Era?"

The gloom in Jiang Mu's heart suddenly increased, and the sense of urgency became stronger, because he was not sure whether the various things he had done since his rebirth were good or bad. For example, the emergence of the national destiny at this moment might bring the end of the Dharma era early.

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Looking at the Ten Thousand People Cauldron, Jiang Mu had a complicated expression on his face.

For a long time, he sealed this thing in the sect's treasury, and then took another look at the prairie fire on the east bank of the Qin River. He knew that after this incident, the beliefs of these millions of mortals would change, unless they were driven out of the clouds immediately.

The mountain is five hundred miles away, otherwise, under the subtle influence of the golden national destiny network underground, they will become more and more confident, more and more wise, and more and more brave.

Supplemented by the various rules and regulations of Fuyun Sect, it only takes a few years for them to grow into a new force.

The stronger their belief and will, the stronger the national destiny network will be.

Currently, the power of the national destiny is still carried in the Cauldron of All Nations, but one day, the Cauldron of All Nations will be filled and the power of the national destiny will overflow...

There can be no further delay, the other three demons must be destroyed first.

But just as he was about to leave, he saw a figure sneaking up Fuyun Mountain. If it was someone else, that would be fine, but was it Fan Tian?

What is this teacher's nephew doing here?

Confused in his heart, Jiang Mu quickly transformed into a human form, and with a sweep of his mind, Fan Tian came looking for the trace and paid homage to him as soon as he saw him.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

"Why are you here?" Jiang Mu remained impatient.

"Reporting to Uncle Master, our sect is in great danger and may be in danger of overthrow. I have the courage to ask Uncle Master to return to the mountain and take charge."

"What did you say?" Jiang Mu was startled, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Uncle Master, because of the beheading of the three demons of the Demon Sect some time ago, the Tianxuan Sect used an excuse to launch an attack and called me the Divine Sword Sect to fight against the Dongzhou Taining Sect, injuring countless mortals. Now the head of the Taining Sect is weeping blood.

Requesting Tianxuan Sect to come forward to uphold justice, Tianxuan Sect ordered our sect to open a spiritual energy channel to Qizhou, which is equivalent to transporting at least 30% of Nanzhou's spiritual energy to Qizhou."

"Of course we categorically reject such a request, but because of this, our sect and Tianxuan Sect will most likely go to war. Now the fourth elder of Tianxuan Sect, Yu Ran, has gone to Xishu Shenhua Sect, and other envoys have gone to Taiyimen. Wanling
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