Transfer 300 To Me And I Will Let The World Start Cultivating Immortality

Give them a way to survive.

This is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

That night, five large iron pots with billowing white mist were set up outside the shack area.

There was white porridge simmering in the three iron pots.

Stew in an iron pot.

Stewed meat in an iron pot.

The entire shack area was lit with torches, making it all bright! More lively than New Year’s Eve!

Children, some screaming and running around in the shack area.

Some squatted beside the iron pot and salivated.

The blazing fire made everyone's faces glow red and warm.

The refugees, who usually were wary of each other, would smile and say hello to each other.

"You two are really good people!"

"No, it's really a blessing for us to meet such kind-hearted people!"

The refugees turned their attention to Li Wu and Qing Xiazi, who stood tall and tall beside the iron pot.

Many young girls and young wives who gathered together to help wash vegetables and wash rice peeked at the two of them from time to time and teased each other shyly.

"Brother Xian, what are you going to do?"

Qingxiazi asked, breathing in the crisp air with the fragrance of rice and looking at the refugees who finally had some fresh breath in front of them.

His original intention was just to use Li Wu to bring the suffering of the people to Mount Tianzi.

It would be best for Tianzi Mountain to come forward and spread their private crops such as sweet potatoes and corn to the entire Shengui Continent!

By then, even if the mortals in the world, and even the lowest-level monks, can't live a good life, they will at least be able to fill their stomachs.

I never thought that Li Wu would directly take over such a big mess!

But how could Li Wu know what he was thinking.

Even if you know, you can only be speechless for a long time.

It would be great if it was really Tianzi Mountain behind him, but the problem is that he doesn't even know the sweeper and gatekeeper of Tianzi Mountain!

Relying on the momentary enthusiasm of the time traveler, he spoke arrogantly.

Now, Li Wu also had a headache.

At this time, a little boy, surrounded by many children, came forward with a shy smile on his face.

“You two gentlemen, I’ll give you some red fruits!”

The child took out a small cloth bag from behind and unfolded it.

Inside are small red fruits.

Li Wu didn't know this kind of fruit, but Qingxiazi did.

This red fruit grows in the coldest months of winter and is hidden under thick snowdrifts. It is the only snack for poor families in winter.

When he was young, he often went to the mountains to dig with the children in the village.

Even if your fingers are all red from the cold, as long as you eat this sweet fruit, everything will be worth it.

He had not eaten this kind of fruit for countless years.

Seeing it at this moment immediately brought back many memories that he thought he had forgotten.

The little boy held hundreds of red fruits in his hands, and he didn't know how long he had been digging in the snow.

All ten of his fingers were red and swollen like small carrots.

Qingxiazi took the red fruit, and there was a glimmer of light in her hands.

He touched the little boy's palms from afar.

Chapped wounds and frostbitten skin were immediately restored to their original appearance.

The little boy was stunned.

The children behind him were also stunned.

Look at Qingxiazi, and then look at the little boy's flawless white hands.

A little boy screamed.

"Immortal!"

Two simple words, but the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Another little boy pointed at Qingxiazi and the two, and he jumped and screamed with excitement, even breaking his voice.

"Immortal! Immortal! You two are immortals! They are immortals!"

People around me looked at each other and couldn't believe it.

The little boy's mother hurriedly ran forward, grabbed the little boy and spanked him.

"Why are you yelling nonsense? I'm letting you talk nonsense! I'm letting you scream nonsense!"

The little boy was so aggrieved that he cried loudly.

"Really! They are really immortals! They cured Er Niu's hand! They are really immortals!"

Everyone looked at Er Niu's hand.

White and tender.

Where are the hands that a shack kid should have?

It's like the hands of a pampered young master!

So, the first person slowly knelt down.

Then the second man knelt down.

Eventually, thousands of people were on their knees.

They kowtow and shout in confusion.

"Greetings to the Immortal! Greetings to the Immortal!"

In the afternoon, he used wooden sticks to confront Li Wu. The group of men busy around the iron pot were even more happy and scared.

You know they are immortals, how can they have such courage!

Li Wu was used to this kind of scene.

Qingxiazi had already expected it.

He picked up a red fruit and put it into his mouth without disdain, tasting the familiar yet unfamiliar taste, he said.

"Okay, everyone get up."

No one dared to get up.

Until Li Wu said.

"The food is cooked. If you don't get up, you won't have anything to eat."

Everyone stood up and looked at each other.

"The Immortal has a long and prosperous life!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted hoarsely.

Li Wu took a look and saw that it was the old man they had rescued in the afternoon.

"The Immortal has a long and prosperous life!"

There were more people shouting the second time. Carefully identify them, they were at least several hundred.

"The Immortal has a long and prosperous life!"

The third sound, the fourth sound, one beat the other, one wave after another, the sound rushed straight into Qingyang City!

He also asked the Lord of Qingyang City and his party, who had just left the city gate in a sedan, to slow down.

"etc."

The city lord called to the sedan bearers to stop, opened the sedan curtain, and listened.

The shouts brought by the cold wind were extremely clear.

"Immortal?"

The city lord looked at the staff beside the sedan chair.

He came in a hurry because he heard a report from his staff that tens of thousands of refugees had gathered outside the city for fear of causing trouble.

And what happened to this immortal that suddenly popped up?

The staff were terrified.

"This... my subordinates don't know either."

The city lord thought for a while, sighed, and lowered the sedan curtain.

"Forget it, just go and take a look and you'll find out."

***

Qingxiazi was eating red fruits one by one.

Li Wu walked forward and said loudly.

"Now, let's eat!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly became excited.

"It's time to eat!"

"Let's eat!"

From ancient times to the present, the only important thing for people living in the world, besides life and death, is eating.

There was a long queue in front of five large iron pots.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the iron pot and they kept swallowing their saliva.

The thick porridge is covered with a large ladle of steaming stew, and then poured with a ladle of thick stewed broth.

Many people squatted aside and started eating in a hurry.

Eat until your mouth is full of oil.

"Dad, it's so delicious. I wish my mother were here."

Li Wu heard the conversation in his ears.

Turning around, I saw a pair of skinny father and daughter.

The two of them were wearing extremely thin clothes and squatted beside the firewood to warm themselves while eating rice in their mouths.

Hearing this, the father paused in his planing of rice and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

Then he continued to lower his head and dig into the rice.

While digging, he said vaguely to his daughter.

"Eat quickly, the immortal said, eat before you eat!"

As soon as his father finished speaking, a voice came.

"That's not okay."

Li Wu looked.

He is a handsome man in brocade, with a flowing beard, estimated to be around forty years old.

He stroked his beard, walked towards Li Wu and Wu with a smile, and said.

"Two immortals, it is a great good thing to help the poor and the weak, but it would not be beautiful if so many people died because of it."