There were almost no pedestrians passing by on the street, but the whining curled up in the corner of the house became noisy. Ling Chen was wearing white Taiyi clothes, and behind him were a dozen low-ranking Taiyi sects.
Disciple. One of the attentive disciples noticed Ling Chen’s doubts and immediately nodded and bowed forward to explain;
"Uncle Master, due to the heavy rain yesterday that lasted most of the night, the cellars and even houses of most residents in Qingniao Town were buried by the rising torrent, and most of the residents in Qingniao Town generally had their food stored.
In the cellar. That’s why there are so many refugees on the street right now.”
Ling Chen tightened his grip on the large chessboard behind him. After feeling that the dark sword inserted on the chessboard showed no sign of loosening, he looked around at the large group of refugees huddled on the corner of the street. The trampling on the ground spread to his heels.
At the water level, Ling Chen led many low-level disciples behind him to a place where people were queuing up at the end of the street. He glanced at all the people queuing here and nodded slightly.
"What are you doing in line here?"
Ling Chen asked. At the same time, his eyes fell on the people queuing up. Each of them can be said to be a relatively strong man among ordinary people, holding farm tools such as hoes and sickles in their hands.
No one in the queue did not answer him, and many low-level disciples behind him were also confused.
Looking at the big man lining up in front of him, he just continued to follow the team. Although Ling Chen and the group of disciples of the Taiyi Sect behind him were once envied by these secular mortals, they were monks who could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, but after enduring the huge natural disaster,
It is quite difficult for these ordinary people to survive. The food in their houses was buried deep in the cellar by the mudslide caused by the heavy rain last night. Without food, they are cold and hungry, and they have no intention to worship these high-ranking monks.
"Uncle Master, this..." A disciple looked at this scene and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ling Chen waving his hand.
Because Ling Chen saw a thin figure from behind!
Soon, the queue reached her. When this little girl with disheveled hair covering her face and bright eyes appeared in front of the refugee in charge of registration, the refugee in charge of registration immediately rolled her eyes at her.
"Go, go, go! We are recruiting real adults here to dig out the coolies who buried the food ruins. If you want to make a living and not starve to death, go back and ask your adults to sign up. It will not be free here.
A land used to provide a meal for you children with no labor force..."
"Who said I have no strength? I am very strong. Don't underestimate me."
Before the steward could finish shouting, in front of him, a little girl of about eleven or twelve years old, with a disheveled hair and a dirty face, raised her dirty little fist and punched the registration table. A huge force shook the entire table.
It started shaking violently and it took a long time for it to subside!
At the same time, her teeth were clenched tightly, and her big eyes shot out sharp gazes, like an indestructible blade pressed against the steward's throat.
There are no redundant words, and no excessive explanation is even needed.
Use the most direct, effective, albeit crude way to prove your strength.
"…………"
In front of all the ordinary people who looked at her in astonishment, the little girl with unkempt hair and a rustic face retracted her dirty little fists and raised her head. The pair of brightly shining blades also slowed down under the steward's fearful gaze.
disappear slowly.
She, a sloppy little girl who looked eleven or twelve years old, stood here proudly, staring at the demented steward in front of her without saying a word.
"Ah...ah..."
The steward's lips were trembling, and the fear on his face seemed to have not dissipated yet.
Fortunately, he was not too slow. Instead, he directly handed over a small sickle farm tool on the table. In response, the little girl turned around, took the farm tool directly, and separated in shock.
The crowd ran towards the depths of Qingniao Town...
"Isn't that just a freak from Old Man Yu's family?..."
"That's right, he's a freak. A freak who possesses natural powers at a young age!"
"I didn't expect that little girl to be the little freak from Old Man Yu's family. I really didn't expect it."
"It is said that this freak was born and could lift hundreds of kilograms of weight when he was four or five years old. He is indeed a little freak with 'supernatural power'."
Among the crowd around there were many villagers who were born and raised in Qingniao Town. They had also lived in Qingniao Town for several generations. Naturally, some of them recognized the sloppy little girl who ran away just now and knew her nickname.
Because he has been stationed here all year round, most of the low-level disciples of the Taiyi Sect also know a little bit about the little girl.
It can be said that the only person in the crowd who has seen the little girl's huge power does not know that this little girl with divine power is so famous in this Qingniao Town. I am afraid that Ling Chen is the only one from outside.
"Do you know 'her'?" Ling Chen asked lightly to the many low-level disciples behind him.
"Uncle Master is here for the first time. This little girl's name is 'Hanghang'..."
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After a moment, Ling Chen nodded after listening to the report from this low-level disciple!
Looking at the refugees on both sides of the streets in Qingniao Town, many refugees were huddled in corners and shivering with cold!
Is this the natural disaster caused by the monks surviving the catastrophe?
Did the heavy rain last night symbolize the scene where a person attains enlightenment and ascends to heaven?
Facing the thunder that was as strong as the will of heaven and earth, Ling Chen clearly felt a trace of supreme power, a power that surpassed all existence in this world.
Apart from the Heavenly Tribulation, he really didn't know that the black world could have such majestic power.
Ling Chen sighed, and then he cleared his mind.
If the heavy rain last night was really caused by the monks during their tribulation, does it mean that the civil strife in Taiyi Sect has broken out?
Such a big movement was sensed by Taiyi Sect and even the entire Black Bear Mountain Range sects of all sizes.
Xiaonuan!
Ling Chen was suddenly shocked. Civil strife broke out, which was especially dangerous for the disciples with low cultivation within the sect!
No, I must return to Taiyi Gate as soon as possible.
"Brothers, we have been stationed in Qingniao Town for so many years. We must not just watch Qingniao Town encounter a catastrophe... Hurry... everyone, go and help the villagers..."
Ling Chen raised his head. He saw a low-level disciple next to him making a very rude voice, disturbing Ling Chen's thinking. After seeing Ling Chen raise his head, the low-level monk looked shocked and a little scared.
Look at Ling Chen.
The dark pupils showed no expression at all. Ling Chen glanced expressionlessly and pointed at the high platform built on both sides of the streets in Qingniao Town. The large group of low-level disciples behind him were all mixed into the refugee pile, and they raised their feet and invaded.
Help the refugees soaked in dirty water to move to the newly built platform
After Ling Chen looked at the busy crowd for a while, he nodded thoughtfully.
"Uncle Master, we can't return to the sect. The time to return to the sect has been delayed. And we are stationed in Qingniao Town all year round. We must not watch this Qingniao Town being swallowed up by the rising water. The current villagers have just
To escape from the panic of the water level receding, we must help them dig out the food buried deep in the cellar, otherwise many villagers will starve to death." This low-level disciple spoke very sincerely, as if he was asking for Ling Chen's advice.
Opinion.
Ling Chen was silent!
Returning to the sect would be an unimaginable disaster for these low-level disciples!
It was indeed a good idea to stay away from a civil strife that even he couldn't fathom.
Ling Chen glanced at the high platforms on both sides of the street, and finally started moving slowly. At this moment, most of the refugees curled up on both sides of the street were helped onto the temporary high platforms, and more and more refugees were being helped.
Gathering towards the high platform.
"I believe you can help them get through this difficulty!" Ling Chen looked around calmly. He was once a mortal, and he felt the powerlessness of being disabled. So he did not force them to return to Taiyi together.
Door.
"Uncle Master..." Tears flowed from the eyes of this low-level disciple.
"It's okay. I will explain the situation to the sect. You can continue to station in Qingniao Town with peace of mind and help the villagers of Qingniao Town overcome this difficulty." Ling Chen looked at the refugees sighing around him and faced
The disciple whispered.
"Thank you, Uncle Master." The low-level disciple wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with both hands. This Qingniao Town left him with too many memories...
Maybe some of them don't have much affection for Qinniao Town, but he left his most sincere memories here.
"Everyone here is a companion who has suffered from the flood. Although the flood has temporarily moved away from us...but our food has been buried by rocks! All of this is a natural disaster. We cannot blame others. The most important thing now is
It is we who must be strong and cheer up!..."
Inspiring words echoed over Qingniao Town. At this moment, Ling Chen, who was standing on the street, fell silent.
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"disease"
Stepping on the enlarged black giant sword, Ling Chen turned into a stream of light, shot into the sky in an instant, and disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye——
These low-level disciples have their persistence and hard work, so staying in Qingniao Town is not necessarily a bad thing for them.
But he! He must return to Taiyimen. No matter how dangerous it is...
Because his relatives are in Taiyimen! In this world, the only relative——————