Blue and White Society - Chapter 502

[Chapter 492]

The refugees were confused at first, but after eating the hot porridge, they all became obedient citizens.

With a full stomach, many of them cried bitterly and spontaneously thanked the members.

They thought they were going to die, but they knew what was going on in the world. They lost the ability to rely on themselves, and they couldn’t entrust themselves to the big clan as slaves. The rest was actually waiting to die.

The Guochao didn’t care about them, let alone the wealthy family, and wanted to wait for them to starve to death.

But how can people starve to death?

After they ate everything they could eat on the road, they would either kill each other, or they could only go crazy and loot the rich.

After paying a large number of casualties, they finally robbed several small wealthy families desperately, and survived for a few more days.

But this only enraged the rich family even more, and several surrounding families immediately sent troops to exterminate them, killing them to pieces.

The 400,000 came here after breaking down. When I came here and saw Sister You waiting for a few high-ranking monks, I was extremely desperate, so I planned to do my best.

As a result, he turned around and even had a full meal. In the infinite darkness, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light, and his gratitude was indescribable.

“Civilian Shangxian…”

“Cooking porridge for disaster relief…”

“Protecting refugees…”

Several Shangxians who Yu Jianfei went around to promote said a lot, and they couldn’t remember anything else, but these few key words were I heard it very clearly.

One by one knelt down and howled, shouting for the true immortal of life.

But there were too many people, and those who were eating in front blocked the people behind by kneeling like this.

Gou Ye fell to the ground and shouted directly: “Don’t be a fairy, don’t eat too much, continue to cook porridge if you can move, and let the others make room for the people behind to eat.”

“You guys, help Keep order, hurry up!”

Mr. Gou pulled and kicked, beat and scolded without ambiguity at all, and finally let the refugees who had finished eating in front of them move out of their seats, and some clever people also stepped forward to help.

As more and more people helped, the scene became more and more orderly.

The identity of the immortal cultivator is very deterrent,

especially when he heard that it was a commoner cultivating immortal, and promised to protect them, the refugees suddenly had hope in their hearts and became more honest.

Many refugees obviously haven’t eaten for too long.

All of them were so hungry that they looked like they were skinny.

These refugees took a large bowl of hot porridge, and poured it into their stomachs regardless of whether it was hot or not.

Often after eating, I still want to continue eating, staring at the cauldron of hot porridge in the distance.

But if you have been hungry for too long, how can you overeat? They were all dragged away and slapped twice disobediently. Mr. Gou wandered around the porridge scene with a big horse and a golden sword, bringing some young and strong people who seemed to be vigorous to maintain order. , to avoid chaos.

Even so, Mo Qiongfei was flying in the air, and he still saw many refugees who came from afar and fell to the ground before reaching the porridge.

Mo Poor flew down and saw that he was already dead.

Some refugees even just drank a bowl of hot porridge, showed a contented smile, and died when their heads tilted…

“Shangxian… help me…” A skeleton-like old man knelt with an unconscious girl on his back In front of Mo Poor.

The girl was in a coma, and she couldn’t drink the porridge. It was common among 400,000 people that she was still about to die despite having all the living things in front of her.

Mo Poor’s thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly thought, can the magic power of a cultivator maintain his vitality?

As soon as he thought of it, he did it, and Mo Poor immediately moved his soul slightly, and passed a ray of mana.

Not to mention, mana is full of vitality, and it seems to be able to supplement all the nutrients and energy needed by the human body.

Mo Poor’s primordial spirit could see that the cells had absorbed a little mana, as if being nourished.

“It’s no wonder that immortal cultivators bigu. Mana can sustain life. It doesn’t need to digest grains and convert them into heat to supply cells.” Mo Qiong’s eyes lit up.

Mo Poor repeated this and gave mana to many refugees who seemed to be unable to survive, and finally stabilized them so that they could persist until they could eat.

“Mana crossing people can save lives!” Mo Poor hurriedly informed Sister You and the others of the situation.

When everyone heard about it, they hurriedly went around to help others.

However, soon, Sister You and the others were squeezed dry.

Too many people and too little mana.

“Oh… no wonder.” Sister You pointed to the vast sea of people and said, “Immortal Dao also has unique productivity. It’s not that it can’t benefit the people, but that immortal cultivators don’t want to do it. Mana is one of their foundations. Mortal Niwan Palace Before it is opened, the mana cannot be retained, and it dissipates after passing through the body once. The mana that can sustain a cultivator without food for a day can only last for a moment in a mortal body.”

“In this way, how can the cultivator just dissipate it to them The untouchables in their eyes are just to maintain their lives. This kind of thing is fine even if they are full, and they don’t bother to do it.”

“Although we are willing to do it, but 400,000 people, let alone us in the Yuanshen stage, even Yuanying, In the primordial essence stage, we can’t disperse, and a few hundred people are enough to squeeze us dry.” If

you want the energy to stay in the mortal body for a long time, it must be a elixir if it is not a spiritual thing.

The monks in this world have also created something like Bigu Pill.

It is similar to Faliduren’s hanging life. Both use aura to supply vitality, but it will not dissipate easily. Even for mortals, the elixir will lock mana in the body for a long time and supply it continuously, which is equivalent to the energy storage battery of the human body.

Ordinary people eat one grain, but they don’t eat anything for a month.

But things like Bigu Dan are difficult to popularize, and hundreds of thousands of them cannot be mass-produced and distributed to refugees.

Not to mention that no cultivating group would do this, wasting a lot of time and materials, and painstakingly trying to keep hundreds of thousands of refugees from eating for a month: Am I sick?

Are you done eating?

Want to waste me in alchemy?

This is not a world where everyone cultivates immortals.

“Alas…” Mo Poor’s mana was exhausted, and he calmly absorbed the spiritual energy.

He submerged in consciousness, looked inside the Niwan Palace, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the lotus platform holding the primordial spirit…

“Huh? In addition to pills, spiritual objects can also be used… Is this a spiritual object?” God left a few pieces of lotus petals and shot them out of the Niwan Palace.

“Shua!” A few blue lights fell on the palm of the brow, and Mo Poor saw that it was really a plant!

Containing strong energy, it has a substantial touch in the palm of your hand.

“Co-authoring Adaptive Seeds, I really planted exotic flowers and plants in my Niwan Palace! Is there a field in Niwan Palace?” Mo Poor was astonished, and then overjoyed.

Isn’t this a spiritual thing?

Regardless of whether it is something like an innate spiritual root, anyway, this Qinglian is a treasure of heaven and earth.

Mo Poor pinched one piece, flicked it with his fingers, and shot it at a dying refugee, and it fell into his mouth.

The refugee was excited, his face was flushed immediately, and it seemed that a strong energy filled his body, and he became more energetic all of a sudden, and his body stopped shaking and trembling.

Mo Qiong’s primordial spirit investigated, and the refugee was full of energy, a piece of lotus petals slowly melted in his body, but the progress could last at least ten days.

“Good stuff! Lord Gou! The spiritual roots grown from the seeds are equivalent to bigu pills when you pick off your thumb.” Mo Poor shouted hastily.

After hearing this, Lord Gou also reacted, and scraped a few leaves out of his brain.

He and Mo Qiong haven’t cultivated the primordial spirit since they were farming in Niwan Palace. They spend all their time absorbing spiritual energy and feeding it to their spiritual roots, because his tree and Moqiong Qinglian are more efficient at digesting spiritual energy than theirs. Yuanshen is much faster.

The two Falidu people were quickly drained, but the spiritual roots grown from the seeds could still give up a lot of pieces.

“What is this?” Sister You and the others didn’t know about it, so they asked quickly.

Mo Poor told about his attempt to plant seeds in the Niwan Palace, and everyone was overjoyed.

In reality, the contained objects and derivatives are often just like opening and hanging. Adaptive seeds can grow ordinary wheat on the bottom, and special things like danmu on the top. Now in the world of cultivating immortals, parasitic Niwan Palace, just plant A spiritual root like a treasure of heaven and earth has emerged.

“If you feed like this, it’s not enough for 400,000 people. Let’s see if it can be dissolved in water!” Sister You suggested.

Bosnia and Herzegovina also proposed the same. He knows exotic flowers and plants, and he can make tea with them.

Mo Qiong tried it, and sure enough, a few lotus petals were kneaded into powder and soaked in a large pot of water, and it immediately became a pot of spiritual soup.

Although the effect is diluted, as long as the refugees are not dead for a while, it is enough for mortals to survive.

Lord Gou made a pot of spiritual soup, and Mo Qiong poured it out. For this reason, the bark of the spiritual tree in Niwan Palace was stripped off, and all the leaves and branches were picked off.

I saw Mo Poor holding up the liquid with his soul, shooting it out drop by drop, and each drop fell into a different mouth.

For a while, the sky was full of flowers and rain, and Mo Qiong wandered over the dark crowd, constantly pouring psychic liquid.

Whether it is still moving, or comatose and dying, the liquid is forcibly ingested from the mouth, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com is extremely precise, the mouth is too tight, and it is good to squirt it on the lips.

Although eating a few grams of spiritual liquid alone won’t last long, you can still win the time to wait in line for porridge.

“Sister You! There is an army approaching from the northwest!” Just as the 400,000 refugees were able to eat porridge alive, Jiang Long reported mentally.

Jiang Long had been keeping watch on the outside, just in case the enemy came, and now he really came.

“How many people? Is there any immortal cultivator?” Sister You asked, she was not in a hurry, even if they were not good at it, technological weapons were not built.

Unless there are some senior monks who are free to kill the refugees.

“There is only one immortal cultivator. I don’t know the realm, but he wants to fight with me…” Jiang Long said.

Mo Poor immediately said: “I’ll go!”

Sister You asked, “Be careful! If you lose, our high-energy plasma cannon will support you!”

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[End of this Chapter]