Fantasy: I have a system that returns the effect of cultivation ten thousand times

"What a desolate land!"

"The people here are already exhausted!"

Looking at the dry rivers, lakes, cracked land, dilapidated houses, and corpses everywhere, Yang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the top-grade treasure flying boat, frowned slightly and murmured softly.

At this time, Yang Feng had already left Raging Flame City for a week.

During this period, Yang Feng was on the road during the day and rested anywhere at night, easily flying over a distance of more than ten thousand miles.

However, although Yang Feng flew over a distance of more than ten thousand miles, the land beneath him still belonged to the Xuantian Sect and was managed by the Chu State under the Xuantian Sect.

Therefore, Yang Feng felt very unhappy when he saw the scene stretching for thousands of miles, with empty rooms and corpses everywhere.

"When there is an opportunity in the future, I suggest that the sect directly manage the countries under its command and send sect disciples to settle in each country under its jurisdiction to prevent this situation from happening!"

Yang Feng murmured softly, then withdrew his gaze and let a golden realm puppet continue to drive the top-grade treasure flying boat towards the direction of the Chaos Mountains.

Soon, Yang Feng 늀 flew hundreds of kilometers away.

Countless runaways with their families and sallow faces came into Yang Feng's field of vision.

"There are millions of people fleeing famine here. If I don't get out, eight or nine of these people will die on the way out!"

Yang Feng looked at the hundreds of miles of fleeers and the countless corpses on both sides of the road, especially those of young babies, frowned slightly and murmured softly.

Amid mutterings, Yang Feng asked the golden realm puppet to lower its flying height and float a hundred meters above the ground.

"Kowtow to the Immortal Master!"

"Kowtow to the Immortal Master!"

",,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng's figure, the refugees who stretched for hundreds of miles knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

Hearing the screams of the millions of refugees, Yang Feng immediately opened his eyes wide, cast his Zhanwang Qi Technique, and looked down at the millions of refugees.

Soon, Yang Feng found a young man with a hint of golden luck among the millions of deserters. With a thought, a strong wind condensed around the young man's body and wrapped his body, The flying boat, a top-grade treasure, was speeding in the direction.

"May I have your name?"

Looking at the young man in cloth in front of him, Yang Feng asked in a calm tone.

"Back to Immortal Master, my name is Zheng Tao."

The commoner young man responded in a respectful tone.

"Zheng Tao, do you have any good solution for these millions of refugees?"

Yang Feng asked softly.

"Master Immortal, there is nothing I can do for these millions of refugees!"

"But if the immortal master is willing to come out, he can build a brand new home here for millions of deserters!"

Zheng Tao responded respectfully.

"I am going to build a new city for these millions of deserters to live in, and then appoint you as the lord of this city. Do you have the confidence to lead these millions of deserters to live a good life?"

Yang Feng said in a calm tone.

"If the immortal master can provide me with food for one million people fleeing famine for a year, and then solve the drought problem here, I am confident that I can lead millions of people fleeing famine and live a good life without worries about food and clothing!"

Zheng Tao said with a respectful expression.

Hearing Zheng Tao's words, Yang Feng nodded slightly and did not respond. Instead, he moved and flew into the sky above millions of refugees. He activated the mana in his body and said loudly: "I am going to build a city here to provide food for the people." You live here so that you don’t have to continue to flee!”

After saying that, Yang Feng thought, and streams of pure mana came out of his body and enveloped him downwards.

Suddenly, he saw the dry land below, enveloped by countless pure magic powers, and began to tremble violently.

A huge deep pit 굛 kilometers long and 굛 kilometers wide appeared in 놇's field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, under the mana of countless loess 놇 Yang Feng, a huge city wall was formed that was 굛 feet high and three 굛 feet wide.

At the same time, the four huge city gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest were also condensed by Yang Feng's loess.

After that, countless six-story and three-story stone buildings were condensed under the control of Yang Feng.

When a huge loess city was formed in the wasteland, Yang Feng had a thought in his mind and cast the magic of turning mud into stone, instantly turning the huge loess city into a stone city.

"What a terrifying power!"

"In such a short time, 늀 built a city that can accommodate millions of people. It's really shocking!"

Seeing the huge stone city below and standing on the top-notch treasure flying boat, Zheng Tao's eyes flashed with shock, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

As for the countless escapees in the wasteland, after seeing the huge stone city that suddenly appeared in the wasteland, their eyes flashed with excitement, excitement and anticipation, and they shouted loudly:

"The Immortal Master is mighty!"

"Thank you, Master Immortal!"

"The Immortal Master will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the heavens!"

",,,,,"

Yang Feng ignored the exclamations and shouts of Zheng Tao and countless escapees. Instead, he mobilized the magic power in his body and shouted loudly: "The rain is coming!"

Suddenly, he saw the surging mana in Yang Feng's body, flowing out of his body, covering an area hundreds of miles away.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds with a radius of tens of thousands of miles were affected by the spell cast by Yang Feng, and rushed toward the area Yang Feng was looking for like a tide. Drops of rainwater formed in the void and fell downwards.

Soon, hundreds of areas were covered by heavy rain.

Countless rains fall on the earth, moistening the dry land and filling the dry rivers and lakes.

"It's raining! It's raining!"

"It finally rained, we are saved!"

"It's raining, we can't escape!"

",,,,,"

Seeing the pouring rain, the refugees who stretched for more than a hundred miles let out excited shouts one after another and ran directly out of the rain-free area specially set aside by Yang Feng to accept the baptism of the heavy rain.

Seeing the inner excitement and joy on the faces of millions of refugees, a strong sense of success surged from the bottom of his heart, making Yang Feng's face reveal a happy smile.

"What a terrifying mana fluctuation. Who is this from our country of Chu?"

A monk in the magical power realm in the capital of the King of Chu felt the huge fluctuation of mana in the distance. He opened his closed eyes, whispered softly, jumped into the air, and flew towards the place where Yang Feng was.

Soon, the supernatural power monk from Chu State flew thousands of miles away and arrived near Yang Feng's location. He saw the stone city that could accommodate millions of people, the pouring rain, and the suspended 놇Yang Feng in mid-air.

"Xiong Binglin, a monk from the royal family of Chu State, has met a fellow Taoist. I wonder what he calls his fellow Taoist?"

At this time, the supernatural power realm monk from Chu State flew not far from Yang Feng and asked with a look of caution on his face.