Mi Xiaojing had no objections to saving people. Saving people was a good deed, and he was willing to do it.

 

After receiving the order, Mi Xiaojing set off with the others. He didn't dare to go alone to rescue, so he had to bring a group of little brothers with him and walk to the rescue area. Zhang Ke did not go, someone had to stay at home.

 

The manor and houses at the foot of the mountain were in a bad state. The mudslides poured down and there was nothing to stop them. Of course, if there were Foundation Establishment cultivators, they could resist to some extent, but Qi Refining cultivators had no way to do so and could only escape.

 

The order this time was very strict. If one did not participate in the rescue, not only would they lose the opportunity to cultivate in the sect, but their cultivation level could also be abolished. In severe cases, they could be killed. At the same time, the sect also ordered that anyone who dared to rob at this time would be captured.

 

Mi Xiaojing also received this order and couldn't help but laugh. He had more than forty confessions in his hands. If the Enforcement Hall got hold of them, these low-level cultivators would be in trouble. They would either die or suffer greatly.

 

Since they couldn't fly and were accompanied by a group of children, Mi Xiaojing and his group were very slow. The road they walked on was extremely difficult, and they often needed Mi Xiaojing's help to bring them out of dangerous areas.

 

Along the way, many sections of the road were submerged by mudslides. With Mi Xiaojing's help, they finally arrived at the foot of Qingmu Peak. As disciples of Grass-Benevolence Hall, their task was to go back and rescue, but they didn't know who they were going to rescue yet.

 

It was pouring rain, as if the sky was leaking. The rainwater poured down, and the ears were filled with the sound of rushing water. The streams had become rivers, and the low-lying valleys were flooded. Many ancient trees could only show a little bit of their treetops, and many houses were completely submerged. Countless debris floated on the water.

 

There were also animal corpses mixed in the water, as well as human corpses. From time to time, they could see some livestock struggling in the water. Mi Xiaojing even saw a dense cluster of snakes coiled on the treetop of a big tree, which made his scalp tingle.

 

Mi Xiaojing and the others took a big detour before arriving at the foot of Qingmu Peak. The entire Qingmu Peak was in ruins. There were huge gaps on the originally lush mountain slope, formed by landslides, revealing rocks and mud.

 

Under Qingmu Peak, there were countless manors, including Lu Liu Manor. Fortunately, Lu Liu Manor was still a distance away from the foot of the mountain and had not been affected yet. However, many houses had collapsed, and there was another life-threatening problem: the creek had surged due to the heavy rain, and the entire manor was flooded.

 

Mi Xiaojing and his group had a difficult time coming here. Cultivators had already appeared in the sky and landed near the manor.

 

With the strength of Foundation Establishment cultivators, rescuing people was an easy task. However, there were too many manors and too few Foundation Establishment cultivators. Especially after the defense of the sword formation, many cultivators were seriously injured, and even fewer were able to come. These people generally went back to their own manors for rescue first.

 

Mi Xiaojing and a few others immediately saw a large village. This village was near the manor and was surrounded by large tracts of farmland, which were now completely submerged.

 

This village was where ordinary people lived, and there were almost no cultivators coming to rescue at this time. They were most concerned about their own manors, while this village was a tenant of the sect. They rented the sect's farmland and paid rent every year. They were the most hardworking and lowest-level ordinary people in the sect.

 

Apart from paying rent, they had no other benefits from the sect. If something happened, the sect would not care.

 

Most of the houses had collapsed, and only a few were still submerged in water, with only half of the roofs exposed. The roofs were crowded with people, and under the impact of the water flow, they made creaking sounds and seemed to collapse at any moment.

 

Fortunately, there were dense trees in this area, and many big trees had not fallen. The trees were also crawling with people, looking dense and eerie.

 

Mi Xiaojing flew into the air and was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. How could he save them?

 

After thinking for a while, Mi Xiaojing still couldn't find a solution. At this time, Wang Weijun spoke, "Idiot, either find a small flying boat or make wooden rafts. If you save them one by one, it will be too late."

 

Mi Xiaojing grew up in the mountains and had no concept of wooden rafts. He asked curiously, "Wooden raft? What is that?"

 

Wang Weijun had no choice but to directly pass on the concept to him. This kind of knowledge transmission didn't require any effort, so in an instant, Mi Xiaojing understood what a wooden raft was. It was a platform made by tying pieces of wood together, which could float on the water and was easy to make.

 

For ordinary people, making a wooden raft was a difficult task, but for cultivators, it was extremely simple. They could even use some small restrictions.

 

Mi Xiaojing explained the principle of the wooden raft and then led a group of people to start cutting down trees on the uphill slope. With a wave of his flying sword, a large number of trees fell, and then he used the flying sword to cut off the branches, placing the wooden rafts side by side and connecting them with a hand technique.

 

Luo Bo and a few children pushed the wooden rafts into the water and made five wooden rafts in a row. They also found some long wooden sticks to support the rafts in the water.

 

Mi Xiaojing, Luo Bo, Wei Fu, Mao Tou, Da Zhu, and Mu Xiaoyin, a total of five wooden rafts, floated towards the village along the water surface of the downhill slope. The village was not far from here, and the five wooden rafts quickly approached them.

 

Seeing the five wooden rafts coming, the tenants became excited.

 

Mi Xiaojing shouted, "Don't panic, come up in order. We will save you. Anyone who dares to act recklessly will be thrown into the water!" He had to say this, because if they all rushed up, the wooden rafts were so small that accidents would happen.

 

These tenants respected cultivators like gods, and no one dared to challenge the authority of cultivators. Following Mi Xiaojing's instructions, they obediently boarded the wooden rafts. Mi Xiaojing first saved the children, the elderly, and the women, and finally the young men.

 

Luo Bo and the others did the same, following Mi Xiaojing's orders to save the children, the elderly, and the women first, and finally the young men.After cultivating, even Luo Bo possessed immense strength. Coupled with some other methods, the wooden rafts were quickly set up in a proper manner.

 

The five rafts, carrying people, quickly returned to the side of the hill. After unloading the passengers, they went back to the village.

 

In this way, bit by bit, every tenant farmer who arrived at the hillside sincerely kowtowed in gratitude. They didn't dare to say much. Cultivators were indeed high above them, and the reason they didn't dare to speak was for fear of offending anyone.

 

Then, Mi Xiaojing discovered a secret. When the farmers knelt down to express their gratitude, his heart tower became extraordinarily active, giving him an indescribable sense of comfort. It felt as if his thoughts were becoming clearer, which greatly surprised him.

 

However, Luo Bo and the others didn't feel anything. Mu Xiaoyin, who was also pursuing Evolutionary Immortality, had the same feeling. She even felt that her cultivation level was subtly increasing. However, she wasn't as sensitive as Mi Xiaojing and didn't pay too much attention to this matter. (To be continued.)