Chapter 72 Encountering People Fleeing Famine on the Road

"What a desolate land!"

"The people here are already empty out of every ten rooms!"

Looking at the dry rivers, lakes, cracked land, dilapidated houses, and corpses everywhere, Yang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the top-grade treasure flying boat, frowned slightly and whispered softly.

At this time, Yang Feng had already left Raging Flame City for a week.

During this period, Yang Feng traveled during the day and found a place to rest at random at night, easily flying over a distance of more than 100,000 miles.

However, although Yang Feng flew over a distance of more than 100,000 miles, the land beneath him was still under the jurisdiction of the Xuantian Sect and was managed by the Chu State under the Xuantian Sect.

Therefore, Yang Feng felt very unhappy when he saw the scene stretching thousands of miles below, with ten rooms and nine empty rooms, and corpses everywhere.

"When there is an opportunity in the future, I will suggest that the sect directly manage the countries under its command and send sect disciples to settle in each country under its jurisdiction to prevent this situation from happening!"

Yang Feng murmured softly, then withdrew his gaze and let a golden elixir realm puppet continue to drive the top-grade treasure flying boat towards the direction of the Chaos Mountains.

Soon, Yang Feng flew hundreds of kilometers.

Countless deserters with families and children, sallow faces and skinny faces, came into Yang Feng's field of vision.

"There are millions of refugees here. If I don't take action, these refugees will most likely die on the way out!"

Yang Feng looked at the hundreds of miles of fleeers below and the countless corpses on both sides of the road, especially those of young babies, frowned slightly and murmured softly.

In the midst of muttering, Yang Feng asked the Jindan realm puppet to lower its flying height and float at a height of 100 meters.

"Kowtow to the Immortal Master!"

"Kowtow to the Immortal Master!"

",,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng's figure, the refugees who stretched for hundreds of miles knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

Hearing the screams of the millions of refugees below, Yang Feng immediately opened his eyes wide and cast his Outlook Qi Technique to look at the millions of refugees below.

Soon, Yang Feng found a young man with a hint of golden luck among the millions of deserters. With a thought, a strong wind condensed around the young man and wrapped his body. , flying towards the direction of the top-grade treasure flying boat.

"May I have your name?"

Looking at the young man in cloth in front of him, Yang Feng asked in a calm tone.

"Back to Immortal Master, my name is Zheng Tao."

The commoner young man responded in a respectful tone.

"Zheng Tao, do you have any good solutions for these millions of people fleeing from famine?"

Yang Feng asked softly.

"Master Immortal, there is nothing I can do for these millions of refugees!"

"But if the immortal master is willing to take action, he can build a brand new home here for millions of deserters!"

Zheng Tao responded respectfully.

"I am going to build a new city for these millions of deserters to live in, and then appoint you as the lord of this city. Do you have the confidence to lead these millions of deserters to live a good life?"

Yang Feng said in a calm tone.

"As long as the Immortal Master can provide me with food for one million people fleeing the famine for a year and solve the drought problem here, I am confident that I can lead the millions of people fleeing the famine and live a good life with no worries about food and clothing!"

Zheng Tao said with a respectful expression.

Hearing Zheng Tao's words, Yang Feng nodded lightly and did not respond. Instead, he moved and flew above millions of refugees. He activated the magic power in his body and said loudly: "I am going to build a city here for you. Live here so that you don’t have to continue to flee!”

After speaking, Yang Feng thought, and streams of pure mana came out of his body and enveloped him downwards.

Suddenly, all that was seen was the dry land below, shrouded in countless pure magic powers, and violent turmoil began to occur.

A huge pit ten kilometers long and ten kilometers wide appeared in his field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, countless pieces of loess were shrouded by Yang Feng's magic power, forming a huge city wall ten feet high and thirty feet wide.

At the same time, the four huge city gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest were also condensed by Yang Feng using loess.

Afterwards, under Yang Feng's control, countless loess condensed into countless six-story and three-story stone buildings.

When a huge loess city was formed in the wilderness, Yang Feng had a thought in his mind and cast the magic of turning mud into stone, instantly turning the huge loess city into a stone city.

"What a terrifying power!"

“It’s astounding that a city capable of housing millions of people was built in such a short period of time!”

Seeing the huge stone city below, Zheng Tao, who was standing on the top-grade treasure flying boat, had a flash of shock in his eyes and exclaimed involuntarily.

When countless escapees in the wilderness saw the huge stone city that suddenly appeared in the wasteland, excitement, excitement and anticipation flashed in their eyes, and they shouted loudly:

"The Immortal Master is mighty!"

"Thank you, Master Immortal!"

"The Immortal Master will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the heavens!"

",,,,,"

Yang Feng ignored the exclamations and shouts of Zheng Tao and countless escapees. Instead, he mobilized the magic power in his body and shouted loudly: "The rain is coming!"

Suddenly, all that was seen was the surging mana in Yang Feng's body, flowing out of his body, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds with a radius of tens of thousands of miles were affected by the spell cast by Yang Feng, and rushed towards the area where Yang Feng was like a tide. Drops of rain formed in the void and fell downwards.

Soon, hundreds of areas in a surrounding area were covered in heavy downpour.

Countless raindrops fell on the earth, moistening the dry land and filling the dry rivers and lakes.

"It's raining! It's raining!"

"It's finally raining, we are saved!"

"It's raining, we don't have to flee!"

",,,,,,"

Looking at the heavy rain pouring down, the refugees stretching for more than a hundred miles shouted excitedly, and ran directly out of the rain-free area specially left by Yang Feng to accept the baptism of heavy rain.

Seeing the excitement and joy from the bottom of the hearts on the faces of millions of refugees, a strong sense of accomplishment surged from the bottom of his heart, making Yang Feng's face show a happy smile.

"What a terrifying mana fluctuation, who is casting a spell in our Chu State?"

A cultivator in the supernatural realm of the capital of Chu State, feeling the huge mana fluctuation in the distance, opened his tightly closed eyes, whispered softly, and then took off into the air and flew towards where Yang Feng was.

Soon, the supernatural power cultivator from Chu flew thousands of miles and came to the vicinity of Yang Feng's location. He saw the stone city that could accommodate millions of people, the pouring rain, and Yang Feng suspended in the air.

"Xiong Binglin, a cultivator from the royal family of Chu, is honored to meet you, fellow Taoist. What is your name?"

At this time, the supernatural power cultivator from Chu flew to a distance not far from Yang Feng and asked with a vigilant look on his face.