Going down the heavenly steps, inside Fulong Pass, the mortals led by Su Yougen were also looking at him in surprise.
They didn't know what happened, but they saw the sky fire falling on the mountain, the yellow wind sweeping across, and they came here under the influence of all sorts of evil spirits.
In front of them was the closed Fulong Pass, and in the wilderness in front of the pass, their houses were neatly placed, along with farmland and livestock.
Someone went to scoop up a handful of soil, kneaded it carefully, and turned around and said to Su Yougen: "The soil is different. It's not the soil from our place. This place is more fertile!"
For those who farm, they naturally know what kind of land is richer and can produce more.
The land in Xumimai was barren, but the land here was much better, just like a place where they had not suffered any disaster before.
It is a very normal land, but the word normal is itself a luxury wish for them.
The mortals here all came from the human world, or were kidnapped, or they couldn't survive and rushed into the Sumeru Channel to ask for life and were kidnapped. It was all because of the disaster in their hometown and the people were absorbed.
They originally thought that they might not be able to go back. The Sumeru veins were a bit poor, but they were not unable to survive.
After all, even if I return to my hometown, the place is already in dilapidated condition.
But now.
They are back!
It’s not my hometown, but how is this soil different from my hometown?
As long as it is a normal place, a place where they can live, a place that belongs to them as mortals, then it can be regarded as their hometown!
"Great Master's grace!"
Su Yougen shouted angrily and knelt down to worship at the extremely high steps on the city gate.
The remaining mortals all knelt down, some clasped their hands together and closed their eyes and muttered something in their mouths, and some bowed to the ground and paid homage. Their movements were different, their appearances were different, but their sincerity was the same.
Faintly, the closed city gate glowed with a ray of brilliance. The ray of light disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that it did not happen under the sunlight.
Tap tap tap!
A large number of footsteps sounded from behind, and they seemed to be in a hurry. The sound of footsteps made these mortals turn their heads to look.
I saw a group of people approaching quickly on this wilderness road.
Those people were not dressed valiantly, either in cloth or leather, but they held a spear in their hand, like a militia, and there were two people leading them. Their clothes were not simple, they were very elegant and luxurious.
"Who are you?"
Su Yougen stood up, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
The people around him stood up one by one and looked at everyone warily. Some people even ran directly back to the house and took out a pile of weapons.
Some were holding wooden bows and some were holding swords. They were quickly distributed and stood ready.
They are not afraid of soldiers either.
The great master has cured everyone's illnesses and given elixirs, and those elixirs are also beneficial.
People who take the Qi-Yi Dan have a voice like thunder and a lot of strength. Now one person can hug a tree.
People who take the refreshing pill have active minds and are creative. All the tools they have at the foot of the mountain are made by them. Even if they are daily necessities conjured by the great master, the front legs can be imitated as soon as the front legs change.
These two are now the two major factions at the foot of the mountain, with the largest number.
The rest are scattered here and there, some have strong bodies after taking the elixir, some are extremely fast, and some have sharp eyesight and quick hands with accurate head and feet.
Equipped with some weapons, it is enough to protect yourself.
They also know how to make iron using local methods.
A group of people stretched their bows and nocked arrows, and drew their bowstrings fully in the rear. The people in front swung their weapons and formed a formation to face the menacing people.
"The big boss saved us from fire and water, but we can't bother the big boss with everything. Now that the big boss is in heaven and we are on earth, he has no time to care about us, and we can't just sit back and wait for death. If someone humiliates us and abandons us for nothing,
Your life is a small thing, but losing the great master’s face is a big thing!”
Su Yougen's face became solemn, he stretched out his hand and shouted: "Archers, listen to my orders and prepare."
Before the word 'release' was uttered, the other person shouted out first.
"But in front of Jinxianmen?!"
As soon as these three words came out, everyone was stunned. Su Yougen frowned and waved his hand, signaling everyone to take a break.
Those people ran forward, and the leader cupped his hands and repeated, "Are you from the Golden Immortal Sect in front of you?"
"We are the people who are protected by the Golden Immortal Sect. Who are you waiting for?" Su Yougen asked.
Hearing this, the man obviously breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We are the same. This Baishou City is the shelter of Jinxianmen. The Songyin Song Immortal of Jinxianmen once suppressed evil here and ruled this city.
Yanhui is coming here."
As he spoke, he pointed to the person next to him and said, "This is the person appointed by Song Shenxian to temporarily take charge of the city."
"Picked by the elder?" Su Yougen was stunned for a moment, "One of my own?"
"One of our own!" The two nodded heavily.
At this time, Su Yougen also breathed a sigh of relief, and the others also put down their weapons.
Su Yougen cupped his hands in a hug and said, "My name is Su Yougen, and I am the leader of this party by order of the eldest master."
"My name is Ding Ergou, and I am the Immortal of the Song Dynasty. I am the person in charge of the gold and silver matters in the city." The slightly dull man returned the greeting.
"My name is Zuo Yizhi, and I am the person who assists shopkeeper Ding." The person who asked the question before also raised his hand.
"The great master is here!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out among the mortals.
A group of people turned around and saw a group of people walking down the heavenly steps connecting Fulong Pass.
They may dress differently or walk differently, but there is no doubt that they are people from the Jinxian Sect.
Because the leader is Song Yin.
"Meet the great master!"
All the mortals led by Su Yougen bowed their hands, and the following group of people, the first two of them, also bowed down. The group of militiamen behind seemed a little hesitant, but when they saw everyone bowing down, they followed suit.
After all, he is a god, so he is right to worship him.
Led by Song Yin, a group of people walked down the stairs. Behind him, Zhang Feixuan held his hands behind his back and waved his folding fan in a graceful manner.
Wang Qizheng was wearing coarse cloth and strong clothes, his body was huge, and he was filled with a sense of oppression.
Gao Sishu was slender, taciturn, and looked cold and awe-inspiring.
Ling Dang put his hands behind his head and smiled. The bells on his ankles made a crisp sound as he walked. She looked like an eccentric girl.
Further behind are the junior brothers headed by Sun Jiubei.
Zhang Feixuan shook his folding fan and swept it towards the crowd, sighing: "There are so many people."
In addition to the mortals they knew, there were also some unknown ones.
"Um?"
Wang Qi was sharp-eyed and pointed at Ding Ergou and said, "This man looks familiar. Aren't you the shopkeeper?"
"It's the villain!"
Ding Ergou knelt forward a few times, raised his head and shouted: "Master, I have finally waited for you! I have accepted your trust and watched over you, and I dare not slack off every day. Now I have finally waited until you arrived!"
"
This man was the storekeeper of the food shop back then. After Song Yin killed Pu De in Mingtang Temple, he was entrusted with taking care of the gold and silver and maintaining order in the city.
Now they have brought some soldiers here, and they seem to be doing a good job. You must know that there were no soldiers in Baishou City before.
As for the other one.
Song Yin looked over and asked, "Are you that businessman?"
He knew this man. He was the man who was almost robbed of his money because he was plotted by the Soundless Sect in Jiangjun City.
"Exactly the little one!"
Zuo Yizhi bowed deeply and said, "I have always wanted to say that I would like to be the vanguard of the Golden Immortal Sect's Dharma Driver, and I will be willing to be driven from now on!"