At first, the refugees were still muddle-headed. However, after eating the hot porridge, they immediately became obedient.
Once their stomachs were full, many of them cried bitterly and thanked the members spontaneously.
They originally thought that they were going to die. They knew very well what the world was like. They had lost the ability to rely on themselves and could not be slaves to the big clans. All that was left was to wait for death.
The country did not care about them, and the rich clans did not care either. They all wanted them to starve to death.
However, how could people starve to death? After eating everything that could be eaten on the way, they could either kill each other or rob the rich clans like crazy.
Under the circumstances of paying a large number of casualties, they finally risked their lives to rob a few small rich clans and lived for a few more days.
However, this only angered the rich clans even more. Immediately, the surrounding clans sent out troops to annihilate them, killing them until they scattered.
These 400,000 were the ones who had fled here. When they saw Sister You and a few other cultivators coming and going, they were filled with despair and decided to fight with their lives on the line.
In the end, the situation turned around and they actually had a full meal. In the infinite darkness, they suddenly saw a glimmer of light. There was no need to mention how grateful they were.
"Commoner Exalted Immortals …"
"Making porridge for disaster relief …"
"Protecting the refugees …"
A few Exalted Immortals who were flying around on their swords said a lot. They could not remember the other things, but they heard these key words clearly.
One by one, they knelt and cried, shouting for the True Immortals to save their lives.
However, there were too many people. Those who were eating in front of them were blocking the people behind them when they knelt.
Master Gou landed on the ground and directly shouted, "Stop talking about Immortals. Don't eat too much. Those who can move, continue to make porridge. The others, make space for the people behind to eat."
"You guys, help maintain order. Hurry up!"
Master Gou pulled and kicked. When he beat and scolded, he was not careless at all. Finally, the refugees who had finished eating in front of him made space. Some of the smarter ones also went forward to help.
As more and more people came to help, the scene became more and more orderly.
The identity of a cultivator was very intimidating, especially when they heard that he was a commoner cultivator and promised to protect them. The refugees immediately had hope in their hearts and became much more obedient.
Many of the refugees had obviously not eaten for too long.
Each and every one of them was so hungry that they didn't even look human anymore. They were so skinny that they looked like dried bones. These refugees received a large bowl of hot porridge and poured it into their stomachs, not caring if it was hot or not.
More often than not, they would want to continue eating after they finished eating. They would stare at the pot of hot porridge in the distance.
However, they had been starving for too long, so how could they overeat? All of them were dragged away, and those who were disobedient would be given two slaps. Lord Gou walked around the porridge distribution area boldly, bringing along some young and strong men who still seemed to be strong to maintain order and prevent chaos from happening.
Even so, while Mo Qiong was flying in the air, he still saw many refugees who were rushing over from afar. Before they could even reach the porridge, they had already collapsed to the ground.
Mo Qiong flew down to take a look. He was already dead.
There were even some refugees who had just finished a bowl of hot porridge and revealed a satisfied smile before their heads tilted to the side and they died …
"Exalted Immortal … save me …" A skeleton-like old man carried an unconscious girl on his back as he knelt before Mo Qiong.
The girl had already fainted, and she couldn't even drink the porridge. There were plenty of people among the 400,000 people who were still going to die even though the life-saving thing was right in front of them.
Mo Qiong's thoughts raced, and he suddenly thought of something. Could immortal cultivators' Dharmic powers be able to maintain their vitality?
Mo Qiong immediately did as he thought of it. His primordial spirit immediately moved slightly, and he transferred a wisp of Dharmic powers over.
Needless to say, Dharmic powers were full of vitality, as if they could make up for all the nutrients and energy that the human body needed.
Mo Qiong's primordial spirit could see that his cells had absorbed a little Dharmic powers, as if they were being nourished.
"No wonder immortal cultivators don't need to eat. Dharmic powers can maintain one's life. There's no need to digest the five grains and then convert them into heat to supply the cells." Mo Qiong's eyes lit up.
Mo Qiong repeated this repeatedly, transferring Dharmic powers to many refugees who couldn't hold on any longer. Finally, he stabilized them, allowing them to persevere until they could eat.
"Dharmic powers can save people's lives!" Mo Qiong hurriedly informed Sister You and the rest of the situation.
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly went around to transfer Dharmic powers.
However, very quickly, Sister You and the rest were squeezed dry.
There were too many people, and they had too little Dharmic powers.
"Sigh … no wonder." Sister You pointed at the vast sea of people and said, "The Immortal Dao also has a unique productivity. It's not that it can't benefit the people, but that immortal cultivators are unwilling to do it. Dharmic powers are one of their foundations. Mortals' Niwan Palace has yet to open, so Dharmic powers can't be retained. They disperse after passing through the body once. Dharmic powers that can sustain immortal cultivators for a day without eating can only be maintained for a short while in the bodies of mortals. "
"In this way, immortal cultivators won't disperse Dharmic powers for the lowly people in their eyes for no reason. It's just to maintain their vitality. This kind of thing can be done with a full meal. They won't bother to do it."
"Although we're willing to do it, there are 400,000 people. Not to mention us Primordial Spirits, even Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul cultivators can't disperse all of them. A few hundred people are enough to squeeze us dry."
To allow energy to stay in the bodies of mortals for a long period of time, it had to be either spiritual items or pills.
The cultivators of this world had also created things like Fasting Pills.
It had the same effect as using Dharmic powers to maintain one's life. They both used Spirit Qi to provide vitality, but it wouldn't disperse easily. Even for mortals, pills would lock Dharmic powers in the body for a long period of time and continue to supply. It was equivalent to an energy battery in the human body.
If mortals ate one pill, they wouldn't eat for a month. However, things like Fasting Pills were difficult to popularize. They couldn't mass produce hundreds of thousands of pills and distribute them to the refugees.
Furthermore, no immortal cultivator group would do such a thing. It would waste a lot of time and materials to let hundreds of thousands of refugees not eat for a month. Am I crazy? Can't you just eat? Why waste my time refining pills?
This isn't a world where everyone cultivates.
"Sigh …" Mo Qiong's Dharmic powers were exhausted. He calmly absorbed the Spirit Qi.
He immersed his consciousness and looked inside his Niwan Palace. Suddenly, he saw the lotus platform that supported his Primordial Spirit …
"Eh? Other than pills, spiritual items can also be used … Is this a spiritual item? "Mo Qiong's mind stirred. He directly controlled his Primordial Spirit to peel off a few lotus petals and shot them out of his Niwan Palace.
"Swoosh!" A few pieces of green light landed on his palm. Mo Qiong took a look and realized that it was a plant!
It contained a lot of energy. When he held it in his palm, he felt a tangible touch.
"It's an adaptive seed. It's really able to grow strange flowers and herbs in my Niwan Palace! There's a field in my Niwan Palace? "Mo Qiong was shocked, then he was overjoyed.
Isn't this a spiritual item? Who cares if it's an Innate Spirit Root or something like that? Anyway, this green lotus is a natural treasure.
Mo Qiong peeled off a piece and flicked it towards a dying refugee. It entered his mouth.
That refugee quivered. His face instantly turned red. It was as if a vigorous Essence Qi filled his body. He became much more energetic in an instant. His body also stopped shaking.
Mo Qiong used his Primordial Spirit to investigate. That refugee was full of energy. A piece of lotus petal slowly melted in his body. However, this progress could last for at least ten days.
"Good stuff! Master Gou! A Spirit Root grown from a seed. Even a thumb piece is equivalent to a Fasting Pill. "Mo Qiong hurriedly shouted.
When Master Gou heard this, he also reacted. He peeled off a few leaves from his brain.
Ever since he and Mo Qiong started farming in their Niwan Palace, they did not cultivate their Primordial Spirits. They used all their time to absorb Spirit Qi and feed it to their Spirit Roots. This was because his tree and Mo Qiong's green lotus could digest Spirit Qi much faster than their Primordial Spirits.
Their Dharmic powers were quickly drained. However, the Spirit Roots that grew from the seed could still be cut off in many pieces.
"What is this?" Sister You and the rest did not know about this. They quickly asked.
Mo Qiong told them about how he tried to plant seeds in his Niwan Palace. Everyone was instantly overjoyed.
Anomalies and derivatives were often like cheats in the real world. Self-adapting seeds could grow ordinary wheat and special items like Dan Wood. Now that they were in the cultivation world, they parasitized the Niwan Palace and grew Spirit Roots that were like natural treasures.
"Even if you feed it like this, it won't be enough for four hundred thousand people. Let's see if it can be dissolved in water!" Sister You suggested.
Bo Hei also suggested. He knew that all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs could be used to make tea.
Mo Qiong tried it. As expected, it worked. A few pieces of lotus petal were kneaded into powder and soaked in a large pot of water. It immediately became a pot of Spirit Soup.
Although the effect was diluted, it was fine as long as the refugees did not die. Mortals still had to rely on grains to survive.
Master Gou made a pot of Spirit Soup and had Mo Qiong pour it out. For this, the Spirit Tree bark in his Niwan Palace was removed. The leaves and branches were all removed.
Mo Qiong used his Primordial Spirit to lift the liquid and shot it out drop by drop. Every drop landed in a different mouth.
For a moment, the sky was filled with a rain of flowers. Mo Qiong swam above the vast crowd and kept pouring the Spirit Liquid.
Whether it was those who could still move or those who were unconscious or dying, the liquid was forcefully ingested through their mouths. It was extremely accurate. If their mouths were too tight, it would be good if it landed on their lips.
Although one person could not last long after eating a few grams of the Spirit Liquid, they could still wait until they could line up to eat the porridge.
"Sister You! There is a large army approaching from the northwest! "Just when these four hundred thousand refugees could eat the porridge alive, Jiang Long's spiritual power reported.
Jiang Long had been standing guard at the periphery to prevent enemies from attacking. Now, they were here.
"How many people? Are there any cultivators? "Sister You asked. She did not panic. Even if their cultivation was not good, their technological weapons were not to be trifled with. Unless there was some high-level cultivator who was so bored that he came to kill the refugees.
"There is a cultivator, just one. I don't know his realm, but he wants to fight with me …" Jiang Long said.
Mo Qiong immediately said, "I'll go!"
Sister You asked, "Be careful! If you can't beat him, we will support him with the high-energy plasma cannon! "
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