Peerless God of Cultivation

193 Gathering Cultivators [I]

The barrier at the top of Kunlun was shattered, and more than 3,000 master cultivators went to the South Wuzia Sea immediately, but not all the cultivators at the top of Kunlun.

Although the space in that special area was relatively limited, it was impossible to accommodate countless cultivators like the vast Yanhuang, but it was still possible to provide tens of thousands of people a place to practice.

Therefore, those who rushed to the South Wuzia Sea were only some of the best. Just like the head of the Murong family who had just started clamoring to go to the real cultivation world through the teleportation array, his cultivation had reached the late stage of integration.

More than 2,000 years ago, there were tens of thousands of people who first entered the Kunlun Peak. In order to make enough use of the aura of heaven and earth inside, these people had to control the reproduction of their offspring. Over the years, the total number of offspring has only increased by about ten times.

In addition, every five hundred years when the enchantment was opened, the superpowers inside would send people to select talents with excellent talents from the secular world. Thousands of people.

These 120,000 people were all cultivators. Due to the need to control population growth, the number of the younger generation was extremely small, and there were almost no cultivators below the Jindan stage.

There were more than 3,000 in the late stage of fusion, nearly 20,000 in the entire fusion stage, no less than 60,000 in the distraction stage, and the rest were the cultivators of the out-of-body stage, Nascent Soul stage, and Jindan stage.

It could be said that there were almost no low-level cultivators on the top of Kunlun mountain. It was a collection of real elites, and there were so many masters!

With the intervention of these superpowers under Yingzheng’s command, the damaged urban buildings were restored at a frightening speed. That was, within a few days after the imperial decree was issued, the entire Yanhuang first went from the city to the countryside, and all the damaged buildings were restored.

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Of course, some things could not be helped by cultivators, such as underground pipes and cables, electrical appliances and furniture damaged by collapsed buildings, etc.

The purpose of Yingzheng’s doing this was obvious. Since there were other forces restricting him from ruling with an iron fist like in the past, coupled with his understanding of today’s society these days, he could only adopt a soft policy.

Using the supernatural powers of cultivators to help more than one billion disaster victims rebuild their homes could not only show the emperor’s compassion for the common people, but also make these common people feel grateful and easier to accept the monarchy. At the same time, the unparalleled means of self-cultivation were undoubtedly the best deterrent and pressure. Faced with that kind of fairy-like ability, do mortals dare to object?

It has to be said that under the strong coercion of various forces, Ying Zheng tried his best to continue to be the emperor and gain the recognition of the common people.

After the foundation reconstruction work was completed, the cultivators who used to be high above were sent to various cities to coordinate other aspects of recovery.

The drinkable water pipe was damaged and there was no water to drink, so they used their magic power to open the underground spring.

There were no vegetables and fruits in the city, so they found a master who practiced wood attribute techniques, and used their true energy to temporarily catalyze the seeds into fresh and sweet vegetables and fruits.

Even, with the help of cultivators, they helped some daily necessities factories quickly repair the machines damaged by collapsed buildings, so as to produce enough daily necessities in the shortest possible time.

With the help of these people, all kinds of infrastructure in Yanhuang were back on track at a frighteningly fast speed.

“I suddenly felt that there is such a person who wants to be the emperor, which is actually pretty good.”

Sitting in the rebuilt Qingshuiwan villa, on a sofa just snatched from a certain factory, Chen Han held a piece of metal in his hand: “Without him, those families and sects would not use cultivators, such a big Yanhuang would It is impossible to rebuild without ten years.”

A few days ago, he returned to Tianhua City with Xiang Lang, the Jing sisters and the blood of the serious injuries. At that time, the city was still in ruins, but now it has largely recovered.

Take this villa as an example. Except for the mottled and ugly walls, the interior decoration no longer exists, and there was no problem with the overall construction. Some furniture was barely usable, although the wiring network has not been restored, it was much better than not even having a place to live in the beginning.

There were hundreds of millions of civil and commercial buildings in the entire country, as well as railways, bridges, and skyscrapers that were more difficult to construct. If no cultivators intervene, how long would it take to completely repair even large and small construction companies without sleep?

Qin Yang and the others were no longer as startled as idiots as they were at the beginning. After a few days of digestion, they finally calmed down and accepted all kinds of inconceivable things Chen Han said.

“Ying Zheng is notoriously tyrannical in history, but now he is just trying to win people’s hearts. One day, he will pay back the enmity of my Xiang family!” It showed how deep his hatred for Ying Zheng was.

“Like your grandfather, impulsiveness is not a good thing.”

Chen Han patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed: “You still want to take revenge based on your current cultivation? Improve your strength, and you must learn to hide your strength, and you must also learn to hide your hatred, or you will win if you don’t wait for you to grow up.” Zheng will kill you first, understand?”

Gently closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Xiang Lang didn’t speak anymore, the murderous intent on his body disappeared little by little, and finally seemed to fall into a deep sleep.