Lu Qingye took a breath and smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm measured."
Feeling the spiritual power in the body, the Dantian of the soul power has not yet used much power.
She is not just passionate. In the world of cultivating immortals, self-preservation has become a subconscious behavior.
Lu Qingye didn't want to infer others with the greatest malice, but he also understood that it was necessary to be on guard against others.
The spiritual power in her body's dantian was enough for her to arrange two formations, but Lu Qingye did not intend to use her soul power in front of others unless it was absolutely necessary.
So she had to leave a layer of spiritual power to protect herself.
Lu Qingye's efforts to persevere made all the fishermen's eyes warm.
Some people couldn't help but wipe the corners of their eyes.
The old monk knew that the people of Fenghui Island had never forgotten where their roots were.
Their ancestors were also disciples of the Taoist sect, and many of them were monks who came to protect the realm and took root here.
It can be said that as much as they hate the Piaomiao Sect in their hearts, their ancestors loved their hometown, relatives and friends.
They are angry that the Piaomiao Sect, who is the Dao Sect, does not act, and it is also because they resent the other party's forgetfulness and indifference to them...
Originally from the same roots.
And with Lu Qingye now, they experienced the feeling of being taken seriously again and regarded as a junior of the Taoist sect...
Although this feeling came a little late.
The old monk asked the fishermen below to arrange for the nearby villagers.
Fortunately, although there were some stubborn and ignorant villagers in the village, they were finally persuaded to move closer to the formation.
When the last ray of sunlight disappeared, the wind on the sea became strong again.
Except for the sound of the sea breeze and waves, everything was quiet.
The fishermen have put away the wind chimes that tinkled with the sea breeze.
The wind chimes that used to help them observe wind strength and direction lost their effectiveness on such windy days, and the sound easily attracted Ji Yesuo's attention.
Everyone sat together quietly, watching the sea warily.
Probably it was the thrilling battle the night before that left them still frightened. At night, the pounding heartbeat was clearly captured by Lu Qingye.
Knowing the horror of Ji Ye Suo and the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, these mortals can still persist here. Their willpower and faith in their hearts are worthy of admiration.
After all, some monks may shrink back in fear, and some people in the world of immortality may even be scared to death because of some disturbing movements.
The moonlight was getting darker, and Lu Qingye heard the sound of teeth creaking again.
She silently added some charcoal to the fire.
In order to relieve this extremely depressing and despairing atmosphere, Zhi Qin could not help but speak softly.
"This spiritual charcoal is good. I think we can introduce some to Fenghui Island in the future."
This place is relatively close to the Miliu Sea. In this kind of island with strong cold air and humidity, spiritual charcoal is very suitable.
Some fishermen's attention was also attracted by this spiritual charcoal.
In fact, as early as the first day, some fishermen were envious of the spiritual charcoal in Lu Qingye's hands.
The old monk looked at the spiritual charcoal in Lu Qingye's hand and sighed.
"It's a good thing, but... I'm afraid the price is not something we can afford."
Even if it were to be introduced, I'm afraid the nobles of the dynasty would be the first to get it and enjoy it first.
In fact, even though Fenghui Island is better than many mortal realms, the dynasty here is also determined to achieve equality, but where there are classes, inequality is bound to exist.
