The fifteenth day when Ling Pengyun arrives at Qingshi Mountain.

A huge motorcade came from afar.

Ling Pengyun, who was refining the power of the last Qi training pill in a cave halfway up Qingshi Mountain, was alarmed by the sound of the motorcade.

He stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at the motorcade heading towards this place several miles away.

Seeing that every bullock cart in the motorcade was carrying a long flag embroidered with rice patterns and the word "Ling", Ling Pengyun's lips smiled slightly with joy.

"These should be the ordinary people dispatched by the family from nearby villages and towns! There are quite a few people. Looking at this situation, there should be more than 3,000 ordinary people!"

He glanced across the convoy and saw that the high-drawn wooden carts in the convoy were filled with bags of bulging things, and he guessed.

"Those big bags should contain the food of the ordinary people for the past year!"

In the next year, even if these ordinary people who move here work hard every day, they will not be able to grow food quickly. They can only bring food from other places to survive the first year of moving here. By the second year, they will not be able to grow food quickly.

You can be self-sufficient.

At first glance, Ling Pengyun looked at the leader of the motorcade, the white-haired old man wearing the Taoist robe of the Ling family, with spiritual energy floating around his body, a look of death on his face, and riding a black horse, and his expression paused slightly.

"The family actually invited the third great-grandfather who was not long in life to help! It seems that the family is not in a general shortage of people!"

But then I thought about it. The Ling family, which was originally only attached to a foundation-building family, now has a huge land in a county, and it is not enough manpower. This is actually normal.

The "third great ancestor" who protected the convoy was the most senior member of the Ling family. Ling Pengyun did not dare to put on airs, so he quickly blessed himself with a lightening technique and faced the approaching convoy.

The "third great-grandfather" was named Ling Ruguo. He was 109 years old. He basically had half of his foot in the coffin and had only a few years to live.

Although the ultimate lifespan of a Qi-training monk is one hundred and twenty years, that is only the ultimate lifespan.

In this cruel world of immortality, there is no way to avoid fighting. Basically every monk has some hidden wounds on his body. Many monks were beheaded before they even lived past the age of sixty. Being able to live past the age of a hundred is actually considered a success.

The source of blessing is profound.

As for those who want to live to the end of their lifespan, I am afraid that only those descendants of those with advanced cultivation can have this blessing, or those who specialize in practicing life-extending techniques.

Ling Pengyun, who has been blessed with the light body technique, can glide lightly in the air for several meters with just a tap on the ground. After a while, he will be close to the convoy.

The "immortal" method used by Ling Pengyun also attracted the attention of many ordinary people of the Ling family in the motorcade, and many people cast envious glances.

In the eyes of ordinary people, becoming an immortal can not only have the ability to reach heaven, but also make a fortune, increase your longevity, and pursue immortality.

Such benefits naturally make these ordinary people envious.

Ling Pengyun felt a little overwhelmed by these gazes, feeling like a star in her previous life who was attracting attention.

However, it didn’t take long for this fluttering thread to turn into ashes and dissipate.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Ling Pengyun is an omnipotent "immortal", but in the world of immortal cultivation, Ling Pengyun is just a small fourth-level monk who practices Qi. Even among the Ling family, he is at the lowest level.

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What's more, compared to the entire world of immortality, I'm afraid it's not even an ant.

With his mentality corrected, the proud look on his face returned to normal.

The expression on Ling Pengyun's face changed as he rushed forward, and Ling Ruguo, the leader of the convoy riding a dark horse, saw it.

He has also experienced being envied and stared at by ordinary people, and he also knows that Ling Pengyun's pride is actually normal.

When he saw Ling Pengyun's expression returned to normal, he nodded with satisfaction and said secretly.

"This child is worthy of being valued by the eleventh brother, and his character changes very quickly! Not bad!"

"Stop!" Ling Ruguo turned his head, mobilized his spiritual power in his throat, and cast a small spell "Voice Amplification".

With the help of the sound enhancement technique, the word "stop" resounded for half a mile around, and the entire convoy of more than 3,000 people heard it.

Anyone who dared not obey the instructions of the immortal ordered the horse pulling the wooden cart to stop.

Ling Pengyun also came to Ling Ruguo who was riding a black horse during this time.

"Third great-grandfather, how come you personally came to escort these ordinary people? Did you encounter monsters on the road?" Ling Pengyun raised his hands and said respectfully.

Ling Ruguo said kindly. "The family has been short of manpower recently, and my old bones just happened to be useful, so I took the initiative to ask for a tassel to escort the tribesmen who were dispatched here. On the way, I also met a tiger demon in the middle stage of Qi training.

, there is no danger!"

"Peng Yun, can you find a place for these more than three thousand ordinary people to live?"

"We have found it. It is by the Qingshi Lake next to the Qingshi Mountain where I am stationed. Although the lake is only a thousand feet wide, there is a constant flow of water in it. There are also many fish schools in the lake. The lake is mostly flat land. Not only is there enough

The land can be used to build houses and open up enough fields. When irrigating these farmlands, the lake is nearby and can be irrigated!" Ling Pengyun pointed in the direction of Qingshi Lake and pointed out the area that had already been explored.

"This is well done. Please lead us the way!" Ling Ruguo heard this and felt even more satisfied with this unfamiliar junior. He praised him and said.

Ling Pengyun was quite happy with the compliment and didn't pay much attention to it. He really didn't spend much effort in finding a place where ordinary people lived.

Stepping lightly, he came to the front of the convoy, controlled the speed, and led the huge convoy towards the Bluestone Lake.

On the way, there are no roads, and the ground is full of potholes, stones and even vegetation, which seriously affects the forward speed of the convoy carrying a lot of heavy objects.

It was only a few miles away, but it took two sticks of incense to reach the Qingshi Lake.

This also made Ling Pengyun secretly plan in his heart that in the future, the ordinary people of Qingshi Village must pave a clean road, at least without potholes.

When the convoy arrived at the Qingshi Lake, Ling Ruguo once again used the "sound enhancement technique" to face the convoy for more than three thousand years and said loudly, "Where is Lingdong!"

A middle-aged strong man hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, came to Ling Ruguo's horse, and said respectfully, "Grandpa, I am here!"

Ling Pengyun, who was beside Ling Ruguo, moved slightly when he heard the name. He glanced at the middle-aged man named "Ling Dong" and then at Ling Ruguo. He saw that the two people had very similar faces, and he felt a little confused in his heart.

I immediately knew the relationship between the two.

"This is the immortal chief who will protect your Qingshi Village in the future. If something happens to you, you can break this jade pendant in pieces, or go to the foot of the Qingshi Mountain nearby and call for help! Go down and rectify the tribe. This long journey of nearly fifteen days has been painful.

I have spared you mortals, but no matter how hard and tired you are, you still have to build a house. Take a rest for two hours. Later, you will command the villagers to build houses, form villages, and open up farmland by this lake. During this period, I don’t want to see you.

Quarrel!"
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