They obviously had the advantage in numbers, but they had lost completely. 'Tiger Deity' could only stay behind and rely on Zhou Qingfeng to protect his life. He was adamant that he would only reveal information about Guo Buyi after he was safe. Flat Hair was angry and worried. He grabbed this fellow's shoulder with both claws and flew to Fushun, just so he could confirm the news in advance.
After the man and the bird left, Zhou Qingfeng didn't even have time to sigh before he was surrounded by countless jubilant commoners. Countless men, women, old and young waved their hands at him. Some were crying tears of excitement, some were crying tears of joy, and some were prostrating themselves in worship. They shouted 'Zhou Shao, Zhou Shao' as they rushed forward with all their might, just to get a little closer to him.
The official road outside Donggou Village was filled with people. Now that the battle had stopped, the commoners' hearts were like exploding fireballs, their emotions surging endlessly. Some people were so happy that they fainted, some cried until their eyes were red, and some shouted until their voices were hoarse. Zhou Qingfeng rode on the giant wolf and bent over to touch their palms. He could feel the sorrow and joy in these poor farmers' hearts.
An old man grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand tightly and knelt on the ground, wailing, "Master Zhou Shao, you are our village's benefactor. Ever since I could remember, I knew that there were many bandits around the village. Every family has been harmed by these bandits. The robbers were killed, the women were humiliated, and the children were kidnapped. The number of tragedies that happened in the past few decades is uncountable.
The lives of us commoners are so bitter. We work hard every year, but we still have to suffer. Even paying grain to the government can't exchange for a peaceful life. The old man thought that these bandits would never be completely exterminated. Only today did he know that someone could kill them all. Only then did he vent the anger in his heart.
Young Master, look at this human head. This fellow was nicknamed 'Mountain Drilling Eagle'. He killed my old mother, stole my daughter, and seized my family's farmland. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. He just hid in the forest beside the farmland and even begged me not to make a sound. Hahaha, he also had this day? I chopped off his head with my own hands. Now he's dead, dead! "
The old man untied a bloody human head from his belt and raised it high for Zhou Qingfeng to see. His toothless mouth smiled so widely that his molars could be seen. After he took the lead, many people behind him also raised their heads to show to Zhou Qingfeng. They were all thieves who had a blood debt and were getting their just desserts.
The old man cried again and said, "If not for you, young master, leading the way, my family would never be able to avenge this enmity. This old man will be your slave for the rest of my life. My children and grandchildren will be your slaves in the future. Even if you want us to die, our family will not object. "
As the old man spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly. Everyone around him fell to the ground and the sound of kowtowing rang out incessantly. Zhou Qingfeng felt a strong willpower rising in his chest. Tenacity, tenacity, and unconditional reliance. In front of him, there were at least two to three hundred people kowtowing to him. Around him, there were at least a thousand more people kneeling. Further away, there were heads moving. There were at least a few thousand people rushing over.
The willpower, the willpower, Zhou Qingfeng had experienced this kind of power before.
At the ferry to Hetuala, Zhou Qingfeng taught dozens of refugees who sought refuge in Jianzhou. When he made the refugees happy, he could feel the existence of the willpower.
In the west of Fushun, Zhou Qingfeng gathered the power of thousands of residents. He could also feel that at least a few hundred people were sincerely grateful to him.
And only at this moment, when Zhou Qingfeng took the lead to destroy a large number of bandits and thieves, thousands of people who had suffered deeply expressed their gratitude to him. And this was only a part of it. As long as the news spread, there would be a large number of people in Liaodong who would be grateful to him, respect him, and worship him.
At first, the willpower in Hetuala was not even comparable to a strand of hair. It was also mixed with all kinds of selfish and distracting thoughts. Although the willpower in the west of Fushun was much stronger, there were also many people who hated him, or even more. But now, for the sake of revenge for thousands of people, the feelings they showed were simple, sincere, and extremely strong.
Just the old man kneeling in front of him, the emotional outburst of the willpower was equivalent to the emotional fluctuations of the dozens of refugees in Hetuala. And his willpower was even purer, simpler, and even completely attached to him without asking for anything in return.
Kneeling, crying, shouting. When Zhou Qingfeng opened his Third Eye, he saw countless threads of willpower connected to him. After these willpower entered his body, they all turned into spiritual power to replenish his consumption. And when they were full, they began to overflow, forcibly expanding his tendons and veins, and even strengthening his True Vitality.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the people kneeling in front of him, awestruck and speechless. And the people completely regarded him as an idol, a superior who could fulfill their wishes, a god who could transcend their pain. His body was covered in a layer of colorful light, which could not be concealed even in the daytime.
This light became stronger and stronger, which in turn caused more and more people to kneel and worship. Thus, the willpower flowed from the hair to the stream, and from the stream to the river. In the end, in front of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, it was as if he was in the starry sky, and beside him was an endless sea of willpower — the colorful light exploded from his body, and in an instant, he was like a rising sun.
The faith and willpower of thousands of people gathered together, directly pushing Zhou Qingfeng's cultivation level to the second level of Divine Soul. His spiritual power reserve doubled to four units, the number of people he could control jumped to a hundred, and the range of the army he could control doubled from fifty meters to a hundred meters.
Zhou Qingfeng immediately contacted the hundred people who were kneeling in front of him. He could feel all kinds of surprise, joy, and longing thoughts running through their minds. And not long after, there really were people who kowtowed to him, asking him to bless their families with good health, good harvests, good weather, many children, and gold and silver …
F * ck … Zhou Qingfeng quickly cut off the army link with these people. No wonder Chu Ying once said that rashly linking too many people's minds would make him crazy. Just the various prayers in front of him could make people dizzy.
However, being worshipped by thousands of people, this continuous supply of willpower could ignore the barriers of time and space. As long as Zhou Qingfeng continued to give favors to the people who prayed, the willpower would not stop, which meant that he could receive a large amount of spiritual power at any time. Right now, his cultivation level was still low, so he could not see the benefits, but if his cultivation level was high and he could have this endless spiritual power, then no one would be his opponent.
The colorful light exploded for a full fifteen minutes, and Zhou Qingfeng was like a god descending to the mortal world. Everywhere he went, people would kneel and worship him. Not only the villagers, but even the patrol officers from Fu Shun City were the same.
Even the chief patrol officer, Tan Feng, could not suppress his fear and respect towards the mysterious power. After being glanced at by Zhou Qingfeng, he could only tremble and kneel on one knee, barely supporting himself.
There was only one person who did not kneel …
Xu Bing walked in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and reached out to touch the light emitting from his body. She was suspicious and surprised, and after glancing at the excited people kneeling, she asked uncertainly: "You seem to have become stronger. This is … the power of faith? "
"This is the emotional fluctuation of outsiders, cultivators call it the willpower." Zhou Qingfeng explained.
Xu Bing's eyes shone, and she nodded slightly: "I know what to do?"
"What?" Zhou Qingfeng did not understand.
"Gather the worship of the people." Xu Bing said with certainty: "I think I know how to awaken True Yuan, and obtain this mysterious and powerful power. Give me your 'electric horn' magic artifact, and remember to fill it with spiritual power. I'll use it to control my own fate. "
The colorful light dissipated, and Zhou Qingfeng rode the giant wolf like a mascot, walking in the crowd. The people were still kneeling to him, and shouting his name. Other than reaching out and shaking hands with the people, he introduced Xu Bing behind him to everyone.
"Everyone get up, and listen to sister Xu Bing. She will take care of everyone, and how to do the next thing. Her words are the same as mine. "Zhou Qingfeng helped the people up, and brought their hands to Xu Bing.
Xu Bing did not avoid grabbing them one by one, and casually said a few words, and quickly became familiar with the thousands of people. This was equivalent to Zhou Qingfeng authorizing Xu Bing to represent him, and thus had a good foundation among the people. Xu Bing held the 'electric horn' and kept shouting. She pulled out the names of the old villagers one by one, and began to deal with the aftermath of the killing field on the official road.
"Get rid of evil, immediately organize people to search for those bandits who escaped, and don't let any of them escape."
"Collect all the corpses on the official road, and search for their belongings. Burn the corpses, and distribute the belongings. "
"Find out which bandit gangs were destroyed today, and immediately send people to search the nest of these bandits, and be sure to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."
Xu Bing was more patient than Zhou Qingfeng, and she was good at general affairs. Although she was a woman, with Zhou Qingfeng's endorsement, no one dared to question her authority. She even deliberately selected some young and capable women from the villagers to assist her, mainly to pass messages and run errands.
Most of the women in this village were dull, hardworking, kind, and able to endure hardship. In one breath, Xu Bing selected more than a hundred people to be her contacts, and their main job was to run errands. These poor women were willing to listen to Xu Bing's orders, because this sister was capable, decisive, and not afraid of dirt or tiredness. She was even not afraid of bloody corpses, just like a man.
Several search and pursuit teams were quickly organized and set off, with Tan Feng's patrol inspectors as the backbone. The local villagers were responsible for leading the way, leading them to pursue the remaining bandits, and even to destroy the bandit's nest.
Another thousand villagers were arranged to clean up the battlefield, some belongings needed to be recycled, and some weapons could be melted down. In short, everything scattered on the ground could be put to use. In order to provide so much manpower, Xu Bing also arranged a large number of women to do logistics, at least to arrange food so that people could eat their fill, and maintain the current high morale.
The work was complicated and very hard, but Xu Bing did it in a hurry. If she was tired, she would rather drink Zhou Qingfeng's diluted 'Heavenly Spirit Water' than rest. The medicine diluted ten thousand times still had a very good refreshing effect on ordinary people, and could be regarded as a multiplier to improve work efficiency.
In contrast, Zhou Qingfeng was much more relaxed, and he only did one thing — find people to chat with. Not only did he chat with the village elders who held the local grassroots power, but also with the village youths who could provide him with a large amount of willpower. Many of them came from a poor background, and some had even been bullied by bandits in their families. As long as they chatted, they would definitely cry bitterly and kneel down to express their gratitude.
After chatting, if he was sure that the other party had a good aptitude, Zhou Qingfeng would openly recruit them, "There are too many injustices in this world, and the suffering of the poor is too much. Now that I've wiped out the bandits here, what about other places? Are you willing to follow me to sweep through the world? Not only will you earn some money to support your family, but you'll also be a man to your heart's content, just like today. "
Most of the people recruited by Zhou Qingfeng were between the ages of twelve to eighteen, the age when young people were full of vigor and dared to think and do things. He not only gave them generous money, but also encouraged them with lofty ambitions, and the people he recruited nodded their heads in agreement. In one breath, this guy roped in more than two hundred die-hard fans.
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