Shulong Daojun

At the rear hall of the main temple, Lu Qinzhuo did not linger. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he explained that he had important matters to attend to, apologized, and rode a cloud to other places.

Lin Shu watched his retreating figure, finished his tea, pondered for a long time, and finally put away the jade talisman on the table.

With the four regions settled, Yi Xuan had already laid down several moves.

Therefore, it can be inferred that Canghun must also have some kind of plan.

The true master has determined the outcome, while the earth immortal stands by, their overwhelming power rolling in, crushing everything in their path.

While the path to becoming a Human Immortal is irreversible, one can only go with the flow.

However, even when things are going well, one can still leverage that momentum to pursue one's own goals.

He will undoubtedly go to this buffer zone.

However, before that, a suitable place must be set up for the refugees in Qingwu City to recuperate.

How many people live in one region?

Even though it is scattered in various places, like the great river turning into many tributaries, it can still "submerge" each city and county.

Qingwu City has been fortified with many forts, and Qi Yannian and a group of landowners have leveled wasteland to build houses, but as time goes by, their efforts are becoming increasingly inadequate.

It seems it's time for me to take action.

After all, if one wants to change the landscape or move waterways, only a true god of a city like him, besides a terrestrial immortal, can accomplish this.

Lu Qinzhuo's visit here also contained this meaning.

Lin Shu, relying on his divine sense to observe the terrain and discern the trends, roughly estimated the time it would take for the people to travel to and from the area. He then followed the earth's veins and appeared in a remote mountainous region.

The hills stretch out in a continuous, gentle undulation, shaped like steamed buns, one after another, spreading out in a vast expanse.

The phoenix trees on it are growing vigorously, with towering trunks and broad branches that, when distributed in a disorderly manner, have already created a canopy that blocks out the sun.

Lin Shu examined it carefully, then stepped forward and weighed it in his hands to test its stability and weight-bearing capacity. Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind.

With a mere flick of his divine title and a slight connection to heaven and earth, he had already taken complete control of this hilly region.

Then, with a flick of his divine robe, the main root of the paulownia tree, though still intact, was completely severed, its lateral roots, wrapped in soil, and uprooted.

With another flick of his hand, a crack suddenly appeared in the ground, instantly transforming into a chasm stretching across the abyss.

Although it is not wide, just enough to accommodate a sycamore tree, its depth is unknown, and one cannot see the end of it at a glance.

Lin Shu nodded slightly, his sleeves fluttering as the surrounding phoenix trees filed in, temporarily entering the abyss and forming a line of dark green.

When the gaze returned to the hills, they were now bare, with fallen soil and rocks, uneven and the hills had shrunk considerably.

Lin Shu remained calm, continuing his work. He flicked his divine robe again and uttered, "Imperial decree: hollow out all the hills here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth shook and mountains trembled, and a strange change occurred.

The hills were shoveled open, and the soil rolled out and fell to the side, instantly piling up into towering hills.

The original hills have been completely hollowed out, turning them into hollow mountain shells.

Lin Shu clenched his fist and raised his hand to guide the soil from the towering hill, which instantly transformed into mud dragons that surged into the hillside.

The mud dragons surged and spread out in parallel within the hill's belly, transforming into mud ridges before returning to the soil.

Within moments, countless caves had sprung up among the hills and walls.

The ground at the bottom of the cave is flat and stable, with layers of mud steps winding upwards, crisscrossing and connecting all the caves together.

The hill is hollow, allowing sunlight to penetrate from all directions, yet it is not completely excavated. The staggered mud walls provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Lin Shu stood quietly, observing the rows of caves, and murmured to himself, "This arrangement should be able to accommodate a large number of refugees."

His actions were merely to provide a simple place to live, to alleviate the immediate crisis.

As for the subsequent maintenance, relocation of residents, and management of mundane affairs, these can be left to Qi Yannian and other mountain gods and local deities, along with the Qingwu City government, to coordinate and arrange gradually.

However, there is still one thing that needs to be dealt with.

Lin Shu turned his gaze to the paulownia tree at the mouth of the abyss, raised his hand and gently guided the remaining soil from the hills to a nearby open space, where it was used to build a huge bowl-shaped depression.

It is surrounded by towering structures, with an empty space in the middle.

He took a step and arrived at a lake nearby. With a flick of his sleeve, the lake water rose up, swirling up the shrimp, fish, and crabs within, and slowly poured into the bowl-shaped depression.

In no time, it was filled.

Occasionally, schools of fish would leap up in fright, stirring up ripples on the water's surface, only to return to calm shortly afterward.

Lin Shu smiled faintly, raised his hand again, and covered the dried-up lake with the remaining soil.

Then, with a thought, all the phoenix trees in the abyss were moved out and covered the dried-up lake.

Arriving before a sturdy sycamore tree, he did not hesitate, unleashing the Mysterious Female Technique to channel a wisp of primordial Qi into the tree trunk.

Based on the principles of biochemistry and returning to the origin, the branches are guided to extend, coil, and intertwine on their own, forming a simple treehouse among the branches.

Although it's not big, it's big enough for one person to live in, which is sufficient for now.

There are many phoenix trees in this area, which can provide shelter for many people.

Before long, Lin Shu had made up a series of temporary treehouses in accordance with the method.

After sealing the abyss with magic, he sensed Qingmin's aura and suddenly moved towards her location.

Qi Yannian and the others were working with Qing Min. By finding Qing Min, they also found them.

We should inform them of the designated resettlement area and hand it over to them to inform the officials of Qingwu City so that the people can be resettled.

However, upon arriving at a fortified village, Lin Shu noticed that there was another person beside Qing Min.

He was about twenty years old, dressed in neat plain clothes, with an upright posture and a steady gaze, helping Qingmin take care of the people who had come to seek refuge.

Within days, they went from owning fertile fields and houses to being stranded in a foreign land, relying entirely on the help of others for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. The people were filled with anxiety and unease.

They looked wary, cautiously huddled together back to back, silent, with only a few brief exchanges now and then.

Only when Qingmin activated the Wood element energy to touch her body would she show a grateful smile.

However, it returned to its original state in just a few breaths.

Lin Shu raised his hand to stop Qi Yannian and the others who were about to bow, then stepped in front of the crowd of people. After a moment's thought, he said:

"Everyone, I am the Manifestation God, in charge of protecting this land and water."

At times, villains from the demonic sects would secretly cause trouble, leading to great changes in the continent. By the time the Daoist sects discovered their plot, it was too late, resulting in everyone being displaced.

Although I hold the position of a righteous deity, I am also a disciple of the Daoist sect. Therefore, I would like to apologize to everyone in advance.

Having said that, he bowed deeply.

Upon hearing this, the crowd of people were stunned. Their mouths opened slightly as if they wanted to say something, but they swallowed their words and instead let out sighs.

They had been here for several days, and their emotions had been in turmoil for a long time.

Tears, shouting, cursing, and complaints were almost exhausted, but one thought grew stronger and stronger in his mind.

At this moment, an elderly man with gray hair walked forward shakily and said in a trembling voice, "Young Taoist priest, I am seventy-six years old and never thought that I would encounter such a thing at this age."

The old man didn't understand anything about demonic sects or Taoist sects; he only hoped to live a peaceful life.

After this ordeal, the old man wanted to ask, "Can I ever go back? Do I still have a home?"