Senior Brother is Number One In the World

Before these refugees became refugees, they were just ordinary farmers. They always felt a little scared when facing Jiang Yitan and other people with extraordinary backgrounds.

"Okay, let's continue queuing. If you are sick, go to the right, and if you are normal, go to the left. No crowds or noises are allowed."

Jiang Yitan changed his face as quickly as turning the pages of a book, and the person who was proud and arrogant just now became the steward of the pier in an instant.

With the addition of Jiang Xiaobawang, the scene suddenly became extremely harmonious, and his blood-red robe was particularly conspicuous among a group of people in gray cloth.

With Jiang Yitan's reminder, this group of disciples no longer did everything by themselves, they selected some young and strong people from among a group of people to serve as patrols to maintain the group of tens of thousands of people.

Those who are selected will be rewarded with five catties of rice. Of course, no one wants to miss such a good opportunity. All qualified young people are gearing up to be selected.

It is almost enough to pick two hundred, and other disciples will teach them what to do.

On the first day, I didn't think of giving a lot of things. I didn't even build a simple wooden house. At night, I could only wrong these people and sleep on the ground.

Sleeping outside the upper city is sleeping here, but no one complains.

If the people who bought it were ordinary people, they might not be able to complete it in a day, but the ones who went there were monks, so they could walk for a day without any problems.

So when it was late at night, I saw a few carts full of goods coming, and the two brothers Jing Zixi and Jing Ziyuan, two disciples of Yunxu, and Quan He, a male disciple of Guiyan Sect, were at the front of the car. .

"I'm back, there are a lot of things, come out quickly!" The sharp-eyed child ran back to the camp and shouted when he saw it.

"What, really! Take us there quickly"

"Really, there are food, medicine, and quilts, so many, so many." Xiao Wa'er was so young that she didn't know how to describe it, so she opened her hands and made a big circle.

"Great, Taoist priests are really Bodhisattvas reincarnated, woo woo woo"

"Baby, go quickly, we will be gone if it is too late"

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Some people have seen many people who died of starvation and cold, and people who cannibalized people along the way. When they heard about the countless supplies, their eyes lit up.

People don't kill the world for themselves, and they can live better if they get more things than others. Even if it's not for themselves, it's for the children, daughter-in-law, and old lady at home.

The turbulent people were heading towards the truck, and the patrol team of hundreds of people couldn't stop them at all, and those disciples didn't dare to use their spiritual power for fear of hurting these mortals.

The people who are full of rewards over there don't even know about the situation here. The three disciples bought ten carts worth of things. The things were too big and they hired people. However, because of the disaster, they almost couldn't get out. In the end, they were able to get out with the help of a nobleman from the capital.

"Brother Quan He has such an expression?" The three disciples were sitting on the front of the car, and the two brothers Jing Zixi and Jing Ziyuan surrounded Quan He in the middle.

"How dare you say that!" Quan He's eyes widened, with an expression on his face that you still want to face.

"Isn't it because of you two that my purse is empty?" If these two people looked at the harmless things and lied to him that there was a music score that he wanted to study with him, he would have foolishly followed.

In addition to loving things outside the body, Guiyanmen disciples are also extremely interested in everything they don't know. The first thing to bear the brunt is the music score of Yunxu Sect.

"That's wrong, you and I are cultivators in the realm of comprehension and came to the mortal realm together, so we should help each other," Jing Zixi said with a smile.

"Brother Quanhe, don't you think it's pitiful for those mortals to be naked? If it weren't for my two brothers who don't have mortal currency, they wouldn't bother Brother Quanhe." Jing Ziyuan also continued the same style with a fox eye He said what his brother said.

"Don't you think that those people look so happy when they get the things you bought, Brother Quanhe, don't you feel very comforting in your heart?"

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Brother Quan He, you have saved tens of thousands of people at once."

"Maybe there will be merit, you must know that merit is hard to come by"

"The merits and virtues can offset the power of Thunder Tribulation, no loss, Brother Quan He"

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Quan He clapped his hands to his ears with a look of hopelessness, everyone should hurry up and save this poor child.

These two brothers are so eloquent, they both beat him with a hundred sentences for one sentence, ahhhh! ! !

From now on, he will never say that the disciples of the Yunxu Sect are all stupid hypocrites who don't know how to adapt.

Maybe God really heard his prayer, a group of people in gray cloth and sackcloth rushed forward, and they turned out to be the group of refugees.

Such a big battle frightened the driver, and all ten large carriages stopped immediately.

"Three Taoists, this..."

So all the coachmen ran to the three of Quan He, and he was the only one who made the decisions here.

The other party was not kind, and the three of them drew out their spirit swords at a glance.

Quan He leaped to take the lead and stood in front, hey, how could anyone else get their hands on something bought by labor and management.

Seeing the movement of the three drawing their swords, the dozen or so coachmen and guards didn't dare to stay, they almost turned around and ran away.

The three of Quan He didn't care about them. If they were immortal cultivators, if they dealt with this group of mortals, would they still be confused.

Most of the people rushing over were men, and they couldn't see other people with their red eyes, all they saw were the top ten carts full of supplies.

They are like hungry wolves, rushing all the way without any scruples.

Before they could rush in front of the three of Quan He, five disciples of Yunxu in fluttering white clothes descended from the sky, each holding a zither.

Bursts of wonderful sounds attacked this group of crazy mortals. The songs they played were only used for control and had no lethality.

As a result, everyone who heard the sound of the piano was dizzy, as if the sky and the earth were spinning.

"Ahhh, the Daoist Master is merciful, we don't dare anymore"

"Master, we were wrong"

These people didn't expect that this group of young people were really capable, and they dragged their bodies halfway to the ground begging for mercy.

"We can't stop. We kindly give them food and drink. Not only are they ungrateful, but they also try to do things that are not good for us."

Quan He didn't care about them, and it wasn't their fault that the demon cultivators came to the mortal world, so why should they be responsible for these mortals and suffer.

He Quan He is also an inner disciple who is valued in the sect. He is loved by elder brothers and sisters, and he is let down by younger brothers and sisters. He has suffered from mortals before. After eating their porridge, he asked why there was no meat.

Due to his status as a cultivator, he didn't care too much. He didn't expect that he would dare to rob their savior this time. It's unforgivable! Unforgivable!

"Okay." At this moment, Gu Subai's faint voice came, and everyone turned around and saw her standing on the cart full of medicinal herbs.

"Brother Gu"

"Brother Gu"

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All the disciples stopped the strings in their hands and bowed to her.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, and each has its own purpose. I will forgive you once, and the next time you commit a crime, I will take back all your help."

Her indifferent eyes swept across the distressed people, and she didn't feel angry, but felt that her sense of mortals had been changing.

One second she felt that mortals were not bad, and the next second she felt that they were a bit hateful.

Although they are also mortals, she feels that the minds of people in the cultivation world may be a little easier to guess than people in the mortal world, because they have no power struggle, and only the strong are respected.

In a place where cultivation and strength are used to speak, you can use conspiracies and tricks, but in front of strength, all ghost tricks are just floating clouds, and the saying that you can do whatever you want if you are strong is true in the cultivation world.