Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

What happened?

Wang Chen, who had just returned to Dongwu Village, couldn't believe his eyes.

This Sanxiu city is located in a remote location, occupying a very small spiritual vein, which the Zongmen sect doesn't like at all.

There are tens of thousands of permanent residents inside and outside the Walled City, and the number of monks exceeds 30%.

Among the many foreign cities, Dongwu Village is far from the largest, but it is not too small.

The most unusual thing about Dongwu Village is that its controller is a Master Zifu!

Of course it's not the only one.

Back then, Wang Chen chose Dongwu Village as the place to cultivate, and it was also carefully selected.

I feel that this place is still very suitable for me.

But he didn't expect at all that Dongwu village had undergone great changes after he left for more than half a month.

Countless stone and wooden houses were built outside the city wall. Since there was no plan, it looked messy, and only a road in and out of the city gate was left in the middle.

Loose cultivators, warriors, and mortals who came out of nowhere became the new residents of Dongwu Village.

There are a large number of refugees.

Wang Chen walked all the way, and what he heard in his ears were all kinds of noises, cries, and pleadings.

This scattered repair city has turned into a refugee camp!

"Master Xianshi, please do me a favor, give me a stutter."

Thin hands stretched out to him, eyes full of expectation and pleading.

Pray for a little mercy and eat.

Most of the beggars are mortals, and a very few of them are in the stage of transformation. Most of them are old and frail, pulling one or a few children in ragged clothes.

These children are all yellow and thin, some are skinny, and some are dying of hunger.

However, the passing cultivators turned a blind eye with a blank face, and kicked anyone who dared to block the way.

Wang Chen stopped in front of a mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter are also mortals, wearing thin clothes in the cold winter months, curled up beside the stone house and shivering.

Seeing Wang Chen, the pale woman tried her best to put on a flattering smile: "Immortal, Master Immortal..."

She hugged the sleeping little girl tightly in her arms.

Wang Chen secretly sighed.

He took out an animal skin jacket from the storage bag and put it on the two of them.

Although Wang Chen has no fear of cold and heat.

But for the sake of changing his appearance, he keeps various clothes in the storage bag.

The woman panicked and said, "Thank you, thank you Master Immortal Master!"

The refugees around her immediately cast envious and jealous eyes on her, many of them coveting eyes!

Wang Chen glanced, and these refugees immediately retracted their heads, all of them were terrified, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

"You, you, and you!"

Wang Chen tapped his fingers and pointed out a few men who seemed to be physically strong: "Go and collect firewood for me, the more the better, I have my own reward!"

"Obey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, those refugees who were pointed out jumped out immediately.

He happily ran to collect firewood.

The mountains around Dongwu Village are continuous, and the forest coverage rate is extremely high. The most indispensable thing is trees.

As long as you are willing to work hard to cut down, you can have as much firewood as you want.

And some clever refugees who were not pointed out also ran to cut wood.

If they think about it, there is nothing wrong with helping the immortal master!

Wang Chen ignored them and ordered other refugees to find stones for his own use.

None of these refugees dared to refuse, and Wang Chen had promised a reward, so all of them used their strength to collect the materials he needed nearby.

Stones are the most common and cheapest things, and they are everywhere, so hills were piled up in front of Wang Chen very quickly.

Wang Chen began to cast spells.

He first softened all these large and small stones into mud.

Immediately afterwards, three-legged tripods were kneaded.

After the three-legged tripod was formed, Wang Chen applied solid mud to form stones, solidifying them into a hard stone tripod.

Although Wang Chen's craftsmanship was lackluster, all the three-legged tripods he made were ugly.

But it has no effect on his next actions.

When the nine tripods were completed, the refugees who had gone to collect firewood also returned.

Moreover, this lumbering team has increased to hundreds of people, many of whom are skilled warriors.

Without asking why, Wang Chen asked them to pile the felled firewood under the tripod.

As time went by, more and more people gathered around.

Most of the onlookers were refugees and beggars, and there were also a few monks watching the excitement.

Everyone was very curious - what exactly did Wang Chen want to do?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Chen asked the refugees to fetch water from a nearby stream and pour it into nine tripod tripods.

When the nine three-legged tripods were filled with about 70% of the stream water, he took out the white corn from the storage bag and poured them into these huge stone tripods.

At this point, everyone has understood.

Wang Chen is going to cook porridge!

And it still uses Lingmi! !

Some casual cultivators onlookers looked at him strangely.

Now the hard currency in Dongwu Village is not spirit stones.

But Lingmi.

The price of Lingmi and even Gongmi has already skyrocketed.

Ten catties of white corn can be exchanged for a beautiful girl with yellow flowers in the "people's market"!

Wang Chen actually took out so much Lingmi to make porridge, and it was obvious that he wanted to give porridge for relief.

They were worried that if they couldn't grab a seat, they wouldn't be able to share the Lingmi porridge.

This is Lingmi porridge!

"Stop!"

Seeing that the scene was about to be disrupted, a thunderous voice suddenly reminded everyone.

The refugees felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and they froze in place, not daring to move.

laugh!

A golden energy passed in front of them, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"Cross this line, kill without mercy!"

The refugees who had woken up were all horrified and hurriedly backed away.

I'm afraid of becoming the target of Wang Chen killing chickens and scaring monkeys!

After maintaining order, Wang Chen popped out balls of scorching flames with his fingers.

The firewood under the tripod was lit.

As the temperature rose, the water in the stone cauldron began to boil, and the white rice grains rolled up and down.

Wang Chen ordered a few refugees who obeyed his orders to continuously add firewood to the tripod and water to the tripod.

Nine large cauldrons were cooking together, and the aroma of Lingmi porridge wafted away quickly, causing countless people to gulp down their mouths.

But under Wang Chen's suppression, no one dared to act rashly.

Until the rice water in the tripod becomes porridge.

Only then was the firewood removed.

Wang Chen pointed out a few warriors among mortals and asked them to scoop up and distribute the porridge.

In fact, what has just been cooked can only be regarded as gruel. After stirring it well, scoop it into a bowl, and there are very few rice grains in it.

But it is such a thin spiritual rice porridge that can be digested and absorbed by mortals.

Play the effect of alleviating hunger, satiety and strengthening physique!

The poor mother and daughter were the first to get the porridge.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, they regained their blood.

Other refugees held porcelain bowls and pots in their hands, and lined up to receive porridge in an orderly manner.

There were smiles of joy and satisfaction on the faces of many people!

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The first one is sent.