In the fields outside the town, the breeze blows the waves of wheat, which looks like a good harvest.
But before that, no one felt happy, but felt extremely heavy.
Everyone knows that if you want to get a good harvest, you may have to sacrifice your life.
Before Tang Zhen arrived, many residents and monks had already died protecting this field.
When they heard that Tang Zhen was going to cast a spell to ripen these thousands of acres of fertile land, every guardian was very happy.
If it succeeds, not only can a large amount of food be obtained, but many innocent sacrifices can also be avoided.
The law of time, the law of earth, the condensation of spiritual energy.
The technique Tang Zhen performed was actually a very difficult compound law, and it was by no means as simple as ripening grains.
None of the practitioners present could see through it.
Under the expectant gaze, the power of law began to ripen thousands of acres of fertile land.
A magical scene appeared. The originally green crops turned golden at an extremely fast speed.
The moment the grain matures, a rich aroma of grain spreads in all directions.
Even if it is not steamed, it is still fragrant.
"This is...Linggu!"
The practitioners who were watching had expressions of shock on their faces and shouted in incredible tones.
"That's right, it's Linggu, and the quality is even higher!"
Practitioners who are good at growing spiritual herbs and elixirs, and have personally planted spiritual grains, looked at the fruits that were several times larger than ordinary grains, with uncontrollable excitement on their faces.
"After being catalyzed by the power of law and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the value of this batch of spiritual grains is immeasurable.
Ordinary spiritual valleys cannot be compared with this!"
The more these practitioners talked, the more excited their expressions became, as if a piece of pie fell from the sky and hit them on the head.
Spiritual grains of such quality have never been seen before. If used as seeds, they can surely sow large spiritual fields.
Although these grains were originally used to relieve disaster victims, they can also be temporarily replaced.
Now is a time of war, and practitioners have priority in enjoying high-end resources. If ordinary people use spiritual grains to satisfy their hunger, it will be a waste of natural resources.
The joy brought by the harvest made the onlookers extremely happy.
Immersed in the fragrance of rice and the rhythm of the law, everyone was so intoxicated that it took a while to come back to their senses.
"Harvest immediately, be careful not to damage it!"
The cultivator in charge suppressed the excitement in his heart and ordered the harvest of this spiritual field.
The practitioners who had been waiting for a long time quickly collected the fruits of the grains and then carefully sealed them.
Such precious spiritual grain must be handled carefully to avoid any possibility of waste.
When the cultivator takes action, the harvesting speed is naturally very fast, and the grains are returned to the warehouse in half an hour.
Some monks accidentally discovered that the straw from Linggu was also quite delicious. After being crushed and used as food, it was even three times better than rice.
After discovering this, the monks naturally did not waste it and harvested the straw again.
As a result, not a single straw was left in these thousands of acres of fertile land, and even the grass roots were dug up.
This kind of harvesting method is actually forced because food is too scarce today.
But nothing that is edible should be wasted.
When the harvest is completed, the urban residents who have already packed up will leave with them.
Carrying what I could carry on my back, I took one last look at my homeland, then staggered and prepared to hit the road.
This evacuation road is also long and difficult, and many people cannot reach the end.
The leader of the monks in command asked Tang Zhen for his opinion whether he should ride on immediately.
"There's no need to walk, I'll give you a ride."
The leader was stunned when he heard this, and when he was about to ask another question, he felt the ground beneath his feet shaking.
Towns that stretched for several miles suddenly rose from the ground and quickly rose to a height of a thousand meters.
This spectacular scene shocked the practitioners inexplicably, and the surviving townspeople even screamed in surprise.
"This is the true immortal method of moving mountains and reclaiming seas!"
The practitioners looked at Tang Zhen, their eyes became extremely fanatical, and the avenue in their hearts became clearer and clearer.
Even if you are not as good as Tang Zhen, you should still aim for him and have the courage to climb to a higher level.
The most taboo thing when practicing is that the way forward is unclear. If you practice forcefully in a hazy way, you are likely to go crazy.
If during practice, someone is secretive about the way forward for practice and says that they know there will be no benefit in doing it too early, the other person definitely has malicious intentions.
Only when you see the road ahead clearly can you move forward boldly. Exploring in the dark will only make it difficult for the practitioner to move forward.
At this moment, Tang Zhen became the guiding light for the monks, and their worship and admiration reached a new height.
The surviving common people regarded Tang Zhen as a god.
Under Tang Zhen's control, the town flew forward, crossing the vast land.
The villages and towns along the way are also making preparations. Once the demonized monster appears, they will also evacuate.
Otherwise it will hold on until the grain is ripe.
If the meat shoots could be destroyed and the source of the disaster would no longer spread, there would be no need to be forced to relocate.
Unfortunately, so far, no one has been able to do it, and they have suffered heavy casualties.
After experiencing disappointment again and again, I was forced to lower my standards and save my life before talking about anything else.
As it flew over the town, it was seen by countless pairs of eyes, and exclamations from the ground kept coming.
To avoid trouble, many Confederate flags were planted around the town, which could be seen from a great distance.
I didn't encounter any trouble along the way, and no one dared to take the initiative to cause trouble.
Being able to move a town and use it as a spaceship is something that ordinary practitioners would never dare to think about.
Dare to make things difficult and cause trouble, you are definitely asking for death.
After crossing a mountain range, we finally arrived at our destination, which is the resettlement place for disaster victims of all ethnic groups.
The victims who had been forced to flee their homes due to a demonic disaster nearby were all concentrated here.
Looking around, you can see campsites one after another and countless tents and huts.
More common people choose to dig holes in the ground and live in houses similar to underground cellars.
The living environment is extremely poor, supplies are quite scarce, and life is very difficult.
Although I feel pain in my heart, there is nothing I can do about it. Facing the catastrophe of the devil, it is not easy to survive.
If it weren't for the help of practitioners, the survivors would never have been able to get here, and they would probably have died halfway.
When I saw a town flying towards me from the sky, I was extremely shocked.
Although the survivors had seen too many monks during this period and learned about their powerful methods, this was the first time they had seen a town like this flying in the sky.
For a while, everyone exclaimed, and the children even ran and chased each other, their faces full of yearning and curiosity.
Not only were ordinary people shocked, but practitioners were also shocked.
They all looked to the sky, staring intently at the floating islands in the sky, with different expressions on their faces.
There is curiosity and caution, but also suspicion and jealousy.
They urgently want to know information related to this floating island, and want to know which racial force this controller belongs to?
Although various races have formed an alliance to jointly fight against the catastrophe, secret struggles still exist.
Monks of every race want to gain a greater say so that they can gain more advantages in the future.
When the town flew to the side of the lake and slowly landed, senior monks from all major races also rushed over.
I want to understand the situation clearly before making further decisions.
Before they even got close to the town, they felt a powerful aura, and the sea of souls was also trembling crazily.
The sudden change shocked the practitioners of all races, and they felt deep regret in their hearts.
Under this special situation, with just one more force, their sea of souls would shatter and disintegrate.
If the controller is an enemy and has malicious intentions, he can kill all the practitioners with just one thought.
Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the terrifying coercion disappeared, allowing practitioners of all races to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Looking at each other secretly, the hidden dirty thoughts disappeared at this moment.