At nightfall, the last batch of refugees that Jiang Mu rescued during the day were brought back.

There is chaos in the refugee camp again, because the number of refugees is increasing and there are fewer and fewer places to live.

And then there's the food.

Now Jiang Mu can still hunt monsters and let the casual cultivators make meat and meat pills, but it is not an option to continue like this.

Crops need time to grow, they need fields, and they need people to take care of them, and people need houses to live in and food every day. As a result, more managers are needed. If managers want to handle things fairly, they also need some

Regulators, regulators have too much power, too much selfishness, and are prone to problems.

Therefore, we still need a true leader who can subdue everyone’s voices and discover good managers and supervisors.

This is only tens of thousands of refugees.

Jiang Mu suddenly felt that it was not without reason for those large sects to close their mountains and retreat.

Just like now, he is in a dilemma.

Either you sit back and do nothing from the beginning, or you have to deal with it to the end.

No matter how sorry he is for his own conscience and Taoist heart, he became a joke when he made his determination in Fuyun Mountain. If his state of mind is not pure, his sword will not be straight.

"This is the endless calamity fire, and it is already burning in my body."

Jiang Mu sighed. In fact, he couldn't retreat or hide. From the moment he came back from rebirth, the endless calamity fire was locked on him from a distance.

It is true that he could change his way of living and rely on his reserved sword energy to hide forever, avoid the rise and fall of mortal dynasties, and avoid the wanted arrests of the five major sects.

You can even hide until the arrival of the ancient immortal Third Nuo.

When morality can rule the world.

But at that time, how much sword energy was left in his hand?

He even had a vague premonition that once the Third Promise Era came, he would die miserably.

Not only because he lost his sword power, but also because he betrayed himself and became a person that he originally hated.

"Something to do and something not to do!"

"Then let me give it a try. Which is your endless calamity fire that is more ferocious, or my lower limit that is more terrifying!"

In the night, Jiang Mu finally made a decision. He would take the refugees from Youzhou and escort them all the way to Nanzhou!

At this moment, all the distracting thoughts, worries, troubles, and hesitations in his heart were cut off, and the Dao Heart, no, the Sword Heart became clear!

There is no big reason to talk about, and there is no need to talk about it.

Jiang Mu stood up tall, solemn and solemn, and looked up at the sky. Wherever his eyes went, where the gods went, there was endless green darkness.

"My sword is not about shape, but about mind."

"My sword is not in my mind, but in my heart."

"My sword is not in my heart, but in heaven and earth."

"My sword is not in heaven and earth, but in all living beings."

"I am willing to spend my whole life and use all beings in the world as my sword. Senior, please give me advice!"

Jiang Mu thought silently in his heart and raised his hands to the sky.

The ancient immortal’s three promises?

One day, he will seek an explanation.

The wind blew and the clouds gathered, but in the end there was no thunder.

This night, it was very quiet.

Early the next morning, people in the refugee camp had just woken up. When everyone was drowsy, Jiang Mu had already returned silently with his sword. Even further away, dozens more groups of refugees were led to trek towards this place.

, among which there are many low-level casual cultivators and lonely cultivators.

That night, all monsters within a radius of three thousand miles were killed.

And Jiang Mu already has a plan.

Although this Youzhou refugee is a drag on him, if done well, it can also be an opportunity.

That is, teach a man to fish!

To allow these refugees to dare to protect themselves and their loved ones is to rebuild their courage.

"Go and select five thousand men with strong bodies and sound limbs. We will train them so that they can fight against monsters."

In the refugee camp, Jiang Mu issued this order to Chen Zhihua, Shen Hu, Bei Yan and others.

"Senior, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. There are brave warriors among mortals, but their physical strength cannot fight against monsters in any aspect." Chen Zhihua advised tactfully. In his opinion, this senior must be an old monster who has transformed into a god.

, just by him, as long as he releases his breath, I believe that the monsters within thousands of miles will flee, so why bother?

“Do things!”

Jiang Mu didn't explain anything. He left the corpse of the monster on the ground, turned around and walked away with his sword.

This time, he was not hunting monsters. Instead, he found a small sect's black iron ore vein, entered it, and with the strength of his sword, he could have mined the black iron mine for hundreds of years.

All the veins were refined by him into low-grade black iron.

Next, he repeated his old tricks and looted five black iron veins in one go before returning to the refugee camp.

Chen Zhihua, Shen Hu, Bei Yan and others did not dare to be careless. They had already pulled out five thousand young refugees, but at a glance, they saw a sea of ​​quails.

No problem.

Jiang Mu sat on the high tower, took out a piece of low-grade black iron, and with a touch of his hand, a sharp iron spear took shape.

Whoosh, the iron spear poked between Chen Zhihua's legs, making him turn pale in fright.

"You are a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect. You must have a few sets of body-training techniques in your hands. It won't be difficult to give you half a month to quickly turn all five thousand people into body-training warriors."

"It's not difficult to report back to seniors!"

"And you guys, don't think you can hide away and watch the joke. If I'm not happy, you can't be happy either, do you understand?"

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Jiang Mu's eyes swept over the casual cultivators. Everyone in his sight shuddered uncontrollably. At this moment, they seemed to be on top of a cliff with countless sharp spears below.

It's so scary.

When Jiang Mu withdrew his gaze, every one of these guys had gone off to do their work without daring to have any other thoughts.

Jiang Mu sighed leisurely. After the establishment of the Qin Dynasty in his previous life, the practice of body training became popular again, but it was no longer the kind of practice that had to rely on the flesh and blood of monsters and beasts to continue. Instead, it was relatively peaceful and stable.

Blindly seek from the outside world, and pay more attention to exploring your own potential.

This kind of skill is called warrior skill.

This exercise cannot prolong life, but it can strengthen the body.

Its characteristics have also changed from purely relying on the extraordinary strength of the physical body to fighting skills.

Especially when equipped with dark iron weapons, dark iron armor, and a few low-level magic talismans in his hand, his combat effectiveness is not weak.

Of course, these are all superficial factors.

The core factor is that an iron-blooded legion grew up from mortals. They do not have the gap between immortal cultivators, casual cultivators and mortals. They are naturally trusted by mortals, which is more conducive to gathering the confidence of mortals and the hearts of the people.

, and national destiny.

When a legion has a national destiny bonus, it is indeed unfavorable.

Jiang Mu spent half the morning rubbing five thousand dark iron spears and five thousand pieces of dark iron armor. It was a simple armor that exposed the arms and only protected the torso, but it was enough.

It can reduce casualties and boost morale when facing monsters.

Throwing these things to Chen Zhihua and others, Jiang Mu began to build a huge floating city.

If you want to transport the refugees from Youzhou to Nanzhou, you can't just walk.

A distance of more than 500,000 miles cannot be covered in decades.

In fact, it is not that there is no other way. With Jiang Mu's current speed, he can go from Youzhou to Nanzhou, and then from Nanzhou to Youzhou in the same day. He can run for several rounds and bring in a few super large passenger airships.

is it hard?

When the aura of heaven and earth is still very abundant, how many refugees will not be able to be transported in just one month?

However, the nature of things has changed.

People like Chen Zhihua, for example, cannot see through the essence of the matter.

Is Jiang Mu trying to transport refugees to Nanzhou now?

No, he is waging war against the endless calamity fire!

In this era of overlapping transitions between two eras, everything you do will trigger a series of reactions.

But you have to do something.

simplest.
To be continued...