Chapter 29: People's Suffering

When his spiritual sense probed into the space, there were as many as six spaces in Fang Chen's perception.

He was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and entered the red world first.

fire.

There is fire everywhere.

This place is like a holy land of fire, filled with rich fire-attributed spiritual energy, so much so that even the spiritual energy seems to be burning.

Square Inch Space & Affinity for Spiritual Energy (Fire): Contains an independent space of one square inch inside; has an innate affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with fire attribute, can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with fire attribute and store it in the body; the spiritual energy of fire attribute will become purer in the independent space.

Fang Chen was still thinking about this characteristic just now. Now it seems that it is because some of the spiritual silkworms are fed with fire spiritual grass with this characteristic, so that the spiritual silk they spit out causes five more subsidiary spaces to be added in addition to the main space of the Immortal Mansion.

After using his spiritual sense to investigate again, he discovered the spaces of gold, wood, water, and earth, which were also filled with pure spiritual energy of the corresponding attributes.

"I wonder what effect these five spaces will have on the Second Generation Immortal Residence..."

While thinking in his mind, Fang Chen also probed his spiritual thoughts into the last space.

broad.

This was his first impression of the Second Generation Immortal Palace.

Compared with the first generation immortal palace which was six zhang long and wide, the second generation immortal palace was sixty zhang long and wide.

The height is also fifteen meters, which is also nine times higher than the first generation immortal palace.

This is naturally due to Fang Chen's improvement of the space isolation restrictions and the use of more spiritual silk with space properties.

However, the difference between the two generations of immortal palaces is definitely more than just the size of the space.

In the space of the second generation immortal palace, you can see a small red sun, providing light and heat for the second generation immortal palace.

Red Sun Technique.

The previous imperfect Red Sun Technique runes were equivalent to the entry-level Red Sun Technique, and could only slightly increase the ambient temperature.

After Fang Chen recalculated, the new Red Sun Technique rune was already at the same level as the artist's Red Sun Technique.

His proficiency in the Red Sun Technique has also reached mastery. This should be due to his inherited magical talent from the original owner, as he learns magic at an incredibly fast speed.

Only after becoming proficient in the Red Sun Technique can one condense a small sun. Once mastered, one can concentrate the temperature on a certain part of the body like Fang Chen did before.

"It is true that there is light without the help of the Luna Flower, but it is a pity that this light cannot be converted into spiritual energy by moonlight plants."

Although Fang Chen was feeling this way, he also knew that this was a big leap for the Beggar Version of the Immortal Palace.

After all, the original beggar version of the immortal palace was built on the basis of the Moon Goddess Flower. Without the Moon Goddess Flower, there would be no light and spiritual energy.

Now the light problem has been solved.

Some ordinary plants that do not require spiritual energy but have special characteristics can be planted in it.

"Then let's keep the Moon God Flower and Moon Spirit Grass in the First Generation Immortal Mansion for the time being. We will go to the mortal world to look for help next, and we can place the mortals in the Second Generation Immortal Mansion on the way."

Fang Chen made a decision immediately, mainly because he was too lazy to transplant all those things again.

"Come to think of it, the Second Generation Immortal Palace is now in my Dantian, so can I still go in by myself?"

Fang Chen, who was about to start practicing tonight when his spiritual thoughts left the Second Generation Immortal Palace, suddenly had a new idea in his mind.

Then he immediately began to try, urging the second generation immortal palace to take himself in.

Failed.

Not unexpected.

Fang Chen summoned the second-generation immortal palace from his dantian again and tried to take himself inside.

Unexpectedly, this time it also failed, mainly because of a fierce resistance coming from the first generation immortal palace.

“So that’s how it is. Although the first generation immortal palace is not as good as the second generation immortal palace, they are still storage instruments of the same level, so one cannot enter the second generation immortal palace.”

After a moment of hesitation, Fang Chen finally understood.

He remembered that when he first entered the First Generation Immortal Palace, he did not bring a storage bag with him.

Putting the first-generation immortal palace and storage bag on the ground, Fang Chen tried to enter the second-generation immortal palace again.

This time I didn't encounter any obstacles and entered smoothly.

And perhaps because the space isolation restrictions were more complete, the dizziness this time was not so severe, and only made him feel a little uncomfortable.

So after taking a look inside the Second Generation Immortal Palace, he hurried out again.

After putting away the small bags, Fang Chen started practicing again. To go from the fourth level to the fifth level of Qi training, one needs to open up the hand solar meridian, which has a total of nineteen pairs of acupoints.

Moreover, it is more difficult to open up each pair of acupoints than the fourth level of Qi training.

Even though Fang Chen had never stopped practicing at night while traveling for the past two months, he had only opened up three pairs of acupoints.

There was no way. After reaching the middle stage of Qi training, the Qi Gathering Powder had lost its effect. Moreover, since he was in a hurry, he had to release the spiritual energy from the first generation Immortal Palace before absorbing it, which slowed down his speed a lot.

Silent all night.

The early morning light did not linger on Fang Chen's handsome face, but slowly moved westward, eventually illuminating the Bluestone City.

Lin Qingshan stood in a long queue, smelling an aroma mixed with a strange odor, and his stomach growled.

However, the refugees from the north are now gathering in Qingshi City, and the amount of relief food they receive every day is getting smaller and smaller, and there is more and more sawdust mixed in it.

But at least I can survive.

Just survive.

Every day when standing in line, Lin Qingshan would doubt whether living like this was really meaningful.

But he was also afraid of death.

So when the flood submerged the village, he struggled hard and luckily held onto a big tree, becoming the only survivor in the village.

So he followed the refugee group to Qingshi City, where he lived a hard life receiving relief food that was difficult to swallow every day.

I don’t know how long I waited in line, maybe an hour, or maybe two hours. Lin Qingshan had long lost track of time.

He became the first person in the team, took out a wooden bowl that he had licked clean from his arms, and handed it respectfully to the official in front of him.

The officer filled a bowl with food and handed it to him as a matter of routine, then waved his hand impatiently, telling him to leave quickly.

He also obediently picked up the bowl, found an empty corner and squatted down, suppressing the discomfort and gulping down the bowl of rice.

"Didn't the government say that they would provide relief food? Why is there so much sawdust mixed in?"

Just as he was enjoying the happiness brought by a full stomach, Lin Qingshan heard a doubtful voice in his ear.

Turning around, I saw a young man in his early twenties. Although the color of his clothes was simple, the fabric was obviously not cheap. And judging from his temperament, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

So he answered: "In the beginning, there was only food. Later, as the number of refugees increased, some ordinary people pretended to be refugees and came here to get porridge. Then someone suggested adding some sawdust to the relief food."

"Really?" The young man frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows and said, "He is a smart man. After doing this, there will probably be fewer people pretending to be refugees."

"Ugh--"

Hearing the young man say this, Lin Qingshan sighed and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Seeing his reaction, the young man couldn't help but ask curiously.

"You're right, of course. The number of people pretending to be refugees has decreased. But after that, we added more and more sawdust to our porridge. Many people, who already had stomach problems due to hunger, lost their lives due to the stimulation of sawdust."

Seeing the other party asking, Lin Qingshan spoke as if he had finally found someone to talk to.

"Is that so?"

The young man's relaxed brows frowned again.

The young man was naturally Fang Chen.

He came here today with the intention of selecting some suitable people from these refugees to develop the Jueling Swamp.

When he approached the Soulless Swamp, he heard from the nearby mortal towns that a disaster had struck the north, and countless people were displaced and eventually gathered in the Bluestone City northwest of the Soulless Swamp.

It was the capital of this area, and officials opened the granaries to distribute grain every day, which at least ensured survival.

For mortals, it is difficult to move away from one's hometown. It is not realistic to ask those who are living a decent life there to give up everything and come to the Jueling Swamp.

Refugees have lost everything, so they are motivated to rebuild new homes in unfamiliar places.

I just didn't expect to hear such news when just chatting with a random mortal.

He had heard similar stories in his previous life, and even wrote them down in history books as positive examples of disaster relief. Now that he thought about it, what happened afterwards was probably not much different from what happened here.

The person who proposed this method was regarded as a wise man, so no one cared about the dead refugees.

The so-called rise and fall only brings suffering to the people.

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