The old man in the lead looked carefree. He raised the wine gourd in his hand and said, "It's not only glorious, but also a drink. It's a pity that you came too late. We drank all the wine."
"If you don't drink this, you'll freeze. Come on, don't just stand there like an idiot. Sit on the ground and be more comfortable."
Qingxuan glanced at their lower bodies which had already merged with the snow. They were clearly on the verge of death, but they were still talking and laughing.
He did not ask these old people why, nor did he try to find out the reasons. He just sat down beside them, talked with them, and relied on them.
If it was a few hundred years ago, Qingxuan would ask and help to the end. He was also influenced by Li Changsheng and believed that if he saw it, he must take care of it, and if he didn't see it, he should just ignore it.
The last old man said, "I heard that a hundred years ago, the world was flooded and the immortals led us through it. Now it's snowing heavily, the immortals should be able to lead us through it as well."
"Can our death help the immortal?"
As an old person, their existence is a waste of resources, and they are dead even in their seventies.
This is the correct approach under resource scarcity.
Qingxuan nodded slightly, and after the last old man died, he continued on to the next city.
As an old immortal, he can probably only act as the eyes and ears of the immortals.
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121 years in Asgard.
The human race estimated that all food would be consumed in half a year. For a long time at the beginning of the year, the immortal gate was unusually silent.
People turn their eyes towards the direction of the Immortal Gate from time to time, because it is time to make a decision.
If most people were abandoned, the current food supply would allow the human race to sustain for at least five years. If the extra people were used as food, the human race could sustain for twenty years.
Morality is worthless in the face of survival.
"Junior wants to see the Immortal!"
Master Feixing was kneeling outside the Immortal Palace. At this time, no one could get close to the Immortal Palace because of the Earth Fire Array.
Controlling the entire Kyushu underground fire is something that even immortals dare not take lightly.
This kneeling lasted for a month.
Finally the fairy palace opened.
Master Feixing walked in quickly, bowed and said, "Junior pays respect to the Immortal. I'm glad the Immortal can decide the future for the human race. Is it life or death?"
"If the Immortal cannot bear to do this, then please remain in seclusion for ten years and leave everything to me. If I don't abandon you, how can I protect you?"
After saying that, Master Feixing waited for a long time but saw no reply, so he couldn't help but look up.
The ordinary Taoist priest had a pale face, his wrists hung low, and bright red blood slowly flowed into the array veins.
Boom!
The Earth Fire Formation was activated, and a warm breeze blew over.
A month later, the Hetao area of Tianzhou was once again fertile with grass and water, and countless people began to sow seeds there.
The 121st year in the Immortal Palace was a good year.
(End of this chapter)
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