Half a month later.

In the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, the cultivators who had gone to intercept the demons earlier retreated and talked about what they had experienced before. Everyone sighed, secretly hated and regretted. When they talked about why they were able to come back alive, they suddenly heard footsteps. They turned around and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat with a black veil hanging down to cover his appearance.

Talk to everyone about the news.

The man pondered for a long time and said, "...Speaking of which, when I returned from Jinzhou, I also met some people, perhaps the women and craftsmen you mentioned."

Everyone was surprised and asked him questions immediately, and then he started to tell the story.

On the road, he met a group of people, there were thousands of them, all carrying luggage and food, among them were beautiful women. Originally everyone was forced to leave their hometown, and at that time they were sad and desperate, and they could still help each other. However, once they got out of such a desperate situation, their hearts were different and they all revealed their different attitudes.

Even more so, because I had just experienced a state of depression that almost made me breathless.

The dark side of human nature will erupt at this time.

The man wearing the bamboo hat said calmly, "When I went there, they had already started a quarrel among themselves. Some of them seemed to have made up their minds and felt that even if they returned to the Shenwu Kingdom, they would have to live in hiding. It would be better to abduct these beautiful women and seek refuge in other countries. There would be many treasures that could be divided and sold."

"Or maybe they are even more ruthless and plan to sell these beautiful women to brothels in exchange for a large sum of money."

"It can also suppress the skills of those craftsmen and make them earn money for it."

"Among them was a pharmacist who paralyzed those cavalry soldiers. I sensed something was wrong and was about to take action, but I discovered that there was a residual amount of Qi on those people, which turned into a stream of wind and directly threw those with evil thoughts away, protecting the craftsmen and women. I saw that it seemed to be an extraordinary magical power. After asking, I heard that it seemed that a Taoist priest helped them escape."

The cultivator wearing a bamboo hat couldn't help but admire: "He can save people from danger, but he also knows the wickedness of human hearts."

"If this senior who saved us had not a clear and pure mind, he would know all the sneaky things in people's hearts."

"I have personally experienced similar hardships and trials."

"I've seen how fickle people are, so I have this backup plan."

The monk Deshen from Longxiang Temple suddenly asked, "Do you know what that senior looks like?"

The cultivator said in a calm voice, "I don't know. I just asked those people and learned from them that he was a man wearing a green shirt, carrying a zither and a sword, and followed by a spirit bird. But it seemed that these people were distracted at that time and did not see the appearance of this senior clearly. He should be a Taoist who has practiced for a hundred years."

Then Monk De Shen burst into laughter.

"Yes!"

"Hahaha, that's the person who saved our lives!"

"He is practicing in the blessed land of Fangcun Mountain, Qi Wuhuo, the real person Qi!"

"Old monk, my cultivation is not bad, and I have met many people. I can roughly feel that Master Qi is not that old. He is probably only sixteen or seventeen years old."

"Sixteen or seventeen?"

"Young Immortal, Fangcun Mountain, Qi Wuhuo..."

The practitioner wearing a bamboo hat whispered with a clear and cold voice, like pearls falling into a jade plate, but he saw the Taoist Immortal Peak coming quickly over there, so he stretched out his hand and turned his wrist, took off his bamboo hat, and the black veil rose and fell, revealing an extremely cold and beautiful face, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into the temples, thick hair like dark clouds tied into a ponytail, and a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows. He could be said to be a person born with evil spirits.

He is the banished immortal of Dao Zong.

Young leader of Dao Sect.

There will be no obstacles for those who practice to the level of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head or even the level of Earthly Immortal.

However, because there is evil between his eyebrows, seven kills in his fate, and a seal of wounded official, if he can enter the realm of earthly immortal, he will surely encounter the eight most serious difficulties in the world. If he can step over them, it will be invaluable. If he cannot step over them, he will step into the land of death, disasters will come one after another, and he will eventually perish.

The girl saluted with a sword in hand, gracefully and elegantly, in keeping with the etiquette of a prominent family.

Just because of the murderous look between his eyebrows, even if he was smiling, he felt cold and oppressive, making it difficult for people to get close to him. He didn't care, just raised his hand and gently touched the hair at his temples, thinking of those who were saved by him, and the backup plan that could be said to be flawless, plus he seemed to be about the same age as himself, so he was curious and said to himself:

"Fang Cun Mountain, Qi Wuhuo, Qi Zhenren..."

The master of the Immortal Peak asked the girl why she came.

The latter asked, "One is to meet you all."

"Secondly, it is to borrow water to save people."

"Save someone, borrow some water?"

…

The young Taoist raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He was already in Jinzhou, but now he no longer had the expectations and nostalgia he had before. The heat of the land under his feet could hardly be dissipated. Looking around, he saw a dim yellow color and very little vegetation. The trees had turned into thorny bushes, which was completely different from what he remembered.

When the little peacock first entered Jinzhou, he was already stunned.

This place is completely different from the beautiful place that Aqi described!

And in this Jinzhou, there are still people living there.

Some of them had offended people in other places, some could not survive, some were relocated by the emperor, and some, after committing crimes, were not killed but their clansmen were relocated to Jinzhou. It was said that they were exiled, but in fact these people were used to reclaim the land of Jinzhou.

There is also a large number of old Jinzhou people who have returned because they are nostalgic for their hometown.

But now this place is no longer the hometown in my memory.

Due to the scorching heat and little rain, few crops could survive. Even if they did, they would not produce much food in the end. The King of Qin sat on his tall horse and looked at the town not far away. He saw children on both sides, all with dark complexions and curious eyes, squatting on the ground playing, curiously looking at these people in gorgeous clothes.

The King of Qin originally wanted to distribute the silver and money along the way.

Under the veto of the young Taoist priest, he used the silver money to buy food in the big city, and then distributed the food, clean cloth and medicine along the way. His expression was slightly gloomy, and his hands holding the reins were always tightly clenched. If his previous behavior was to avenge his father and the Jinzhou disaster was just a slogan, then now it is completely different.

I can't bear to see him die because I see him alive.

The real Jinzhou I saw brought a huge impact far beyond what words could express.

The King of Qin stared with his eyes wide open for several days, his mind was distracted and he couldn't sleep at all.

The young Taoist sighed.

According to the big demon's idea, they wanted to quickly pass through the cracks in Jinzhou and enter the demon clan's territory.

However, among this group of 10,000 people, there are still a large number of people who have no cultivation.

This is also a gift to the Great Sage, so we cannot do whatever we want with it.

Therefore, the speed actually slowed down a lot, and they often stopped along the way to rest in various towns.

The cup in the young Taoist's hand tilted slightly, and water drops fell. With the rise of Yuan Qi, the water vapor in the void condensed into rain clouds and fell downwards. However, the rain summoned by the magical power dissipated in mid-air due to the scorching heat, and only a small amount fell.

But even these tiny things are enough to make the people of Jinzhou very happy at this moment.

The little peacock sat on Qi Wuhuo's shoulder, looked at the young Taoist, and said worriedly:

"Aqi, Aqi, it doesn't rain much."

"Um……"

The young Taoist replied softly: "I am only a real person, although I have the magical power to call the wind and rain."

"But the coverage area is limited, and the rain that falls cannot fill all the rivers."

"Although the water created by magic power is also rain, it is ultimately different from the rain from heaven and earth."

With the method created by Ao Liu, they controlled the clouds and brought rain along the way, but this could only solve the siege temporarily. What they saw along the way was that the gods of mountains and rivers were extremely weak. In some places, there were even no mountain gods or land gods. The hidden meaning of this made Qi Wuhuo feel a little depressed.

as well as……

The young Taoist leaned over and picked up some soil.

This is his hometown.

There were still some other people in the original village. The young Taoist walked quietly. The road in his memory was still extremely clear, guiding the wanderer who had been away from home for several years to the right place. The young Taoist looked at his home.

The yard in my memory has collapsed.

The big monster took a rest for a day in front of the rift. Qi Wuhuo left a transformed self and came out to look at his hometown and his own home. The little peacock and the little medicine spirit seemed to be able to sense something, and they didn't talk as much as before. They just watched the young Taoist possessed and clean up their home.

Moved away the broken stones.

Then sweep the floor.

The little peacock and the little medicine spirit also helped.

The little medicine spirit gathered up her strength to move a stone, then leaned back and tried to support the stone with her soft belly.

Running forward with a clattering sound.

Then, because he couldn't see anything, he bumped into the young Taoist's leg. He screamed, staggered two steps, and sat down on the ground. He only saw stars flying and circling in front of his eyes.

The young Taoist smiled, and the melancholy and sadness of returning to his hometown in his heart dissipated a little.

The young Taoist priest spent some time cleaning up the yard of his home, but the place where vegetables were originally planted had turned into sand by the wind. Qi Wuhuo possessed himself and picked up a wisp of soil.

The original Jinzhou soil should have been moist and black, but now it was loose sand and dust that was blown away by the wind, as if this originally fertile land had been drained of all its vitality and spirituality. The young Taoist frowned and said, "The method of nurturing the holy fetus... Could it be that this great demon king not only nurtured the holy fetus, but also absorbed the veins and vitality of the land?"

Qi Wuhuo spread his five fingers slightly and walked to the largest tree in the village. This tree is the "guardian god" of everyone in the town. It is a custom to tie the baby's hair with cloth strips and bury it under the tree, hoping that the child can be safe and sound under the protection of such an old tree.

This tree just likes to "watch" generations of people grow from children to young adults, grow up, have children, and then grow old and be buried.

This has been the case from generation to generation.

But now the tree has lost its former prosperity and is showing signs of withering.

The young Taoist opened his right hand, letting the dry sand disperse in his hand, then turned his wrist, pressed his five fingers slightly downward, and said in a gentle voice: "Where is the Earth God?"

"I have no doubts, please come out and talk to me."

A magical charm spread out, and the sleeping land here seemed to wake up.

Along with a puff of smoke, a short, hunchbacked old man with a rather large head appeared here. He looked around in confusion and only saw the young Taoist priest. He said impatiently, "It's a dry day, but which Taoist priest came here to disturb people's sweet dreams!"

The young Taoist apologized, then took out the token and said:

"I am also a god of the earth."

"Earth God, what's wrong with the Earth God? The Earth God can disturb people... Oh my god!"

The God of Land was originally very impatient, but when he saw the pattern of the token, his eyes suddenly widened.

Shouted.

Then he took a step forward and rushed to Qi Wuhuo, looked at the token, and found that there was no name on it indicating that the token belonged to the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, only the name of the young Taoist priest. His palm trembled, which meant that the token of the young Taoist priest was not from the command of those great emperors, yet it was so mellow.

This, this...

Could it be that the token was personally bestowed by Yuanying Yuanjun, Yuanhuang Yuanjun and other three great Yuanjuns who are directly under the command of Hou Tu Huang Di Niang Niangniang? !

Thinking of this, the old landowner's face changed, his hands trembled, and he stammered:

"But, I didn't know that he was the envoy of Yuan Ying Yuan Jun."

"I was a little irritated in my sleep. I am sorry, sorry. Please don't blame me, Master Qi."

The young Taoist took back the token, returned the greeting, and said:

"I am Qi Wuhuo, nice to meet you, old man."

"Excuse me, God of Land. I just want to ask why the land of Jinzhou has become like this..."

The young Taoist priest told all the doubts that arose along the way.

Including the different changes in Jinzhou now and in the past.

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but once he did, the god of land's face changed drastically, he slammed the ground with his cane, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's still that. That lousy demon king is the one who did all that shit!!!"

"The sun in the sky fell down again. My goodness, what do you think happened that day? A three-legged golden crow fell from the sky. How is that different from throwing down the sun? Damn it, don't let the old man know who did it!!! Otherwise, I will beat him to death!"

The young Taoist replied: "It was done by Emperor Donghua."

The old landowner, waving his cane, had a stagnant, dull voice.

The young Taoist said softly, "He has been killed."

"Ah, oh, oh...he's been killed. Haha, then..."

"He was lucky enough to dodge my blow!"

The old landowner paused for a moment and said, "Well, you didn't kill him, did you?"

The young Taoist shook his head and said gently, "Everyone knows that the one who killed Donghua was the **demon from the North Pole Exorcism Institute."

"I have no doubts about the mountain."

"But it has nothing to do with that **devil."

“Oh, so…”

The old landowner scratched his head and saw that the young man had a gentle and calm expression, and was carrying an elegant item like a zither on his back.

The old land god clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I see that you are not a murderous person."

"In short, when that sun fell down, a large number of water gods died. Our Great Emperor of Mountains tried to suppress the Golden Crow, but he was also injured because the entire earth vein was affected."

"Another demon tribe has set up some kind of formation. I don't know what kind of formation the earth veins are. Jinzhou is one of the places with the strongest earth veins."

"They all gradually declined because of this, and after thousands of years, the Earth Emperor and Earth Goddess seemed to be injured, so she couldn't take action... At the beginning, we were all busy trying to find ways to guide some people to avoid disasters. Who knew that after the incident between the human race and the demon race was over, we found that the land veins had been drained away, and we didn't know what to use the land veins to derive."

The God of Land pulled the young Taoist's sleeve and chattered about what happened in the past and the changes that followed.

Finally, he said bitterly: "The temperature on the ground is so high now. Not to mention that it won't rain, even if it does, the rain will dissipate in the air. The little bit left is just enough to survive. Even if there is a water official who is willing to spend his mana to make it rain heavily and leave some rain, the current Jinzhou ground veins are severely damaged and can't lock in the water. It will all evaporate."

"The situation is getting worse year by year."

"People will die, and the ley lines will dry up."

"Perhaps the earth veins will recover after a few thousand years, but during this period of time, this place is a dead place."

"The old man has persuaded those people to leave here quickly and not to live in this dead place, but they still refuse to leave, saying that it is hard to leave their hometown. Some also said that even if they leave here, it will be difficult to live outside. The difficulty here is due to God, but the difficulty outside is due to other things."

"But God doesn't care about that."

"There hasn't been much rain this year, and I'm afraid a lot of people will starve to death. Now is the spring planting season, but there's no rain at all, so the seeds can't sprout or grow. Without food, they can't survive..."

"If someone dies, I'll sleep for a while. I'm afraid it will dissipate in the weakening of the earth veins."

The old land is losing interest.

The young Taoist looked back at the distant city, inhabited by the people who came here later and lived with great difficulty. This place was very close to the rift. The big demon would rest for a day to make these "gifts" look better, and then would immediately enter the demon world. In small villages like his hometown, there were only a dozen households left.

On the way, the young Taoist actually saw a familiar face from his childhood. They were from the same hometown and it was hard for him to leave his hometown. In addition, the emperor exempted taxes for several years, so he came back. But now his eyes were anxious and lifeless, and he looked more than ten years older than before. He could not recognize Qi Wuhuo at all. The world is different and the road is desolate.

The young Taoist withdrew his gaze, looked at the God of Land, and said:

"What if there is a heavy rain?"

The old landowner was stunned, and then said, "It's useless. How long can the rain last if it's summoned by magic? How far can it cover?"

"That's just the magical power of calling the wind and rain, which is different from this heavy rain."

The young Taoist said, "...What if we go find the Rain Master from the Water Department to make it rain heavily here?"

The God of Land was slightly startled, then he suddenly stood up and said in disbelief:

“You! You are…”

"Well, I am the Heavenly Official."

The young Taoist swept the bluestone with his sleeves, sat under a big tree, and said softly:

"Thank you, God of Land, for protecting the law."

Even if no one is watching over him, his body can naturally evolve into magical powers. He is not afraid of others. The young Taoist closed his eyes slightly, and his soul soared into the sky. Relying on the token of the Exorcism Institute, he has entered the sky. He is a member of the Exorcism Institute, but the generals of the Exorcism Institute also have idle titles outside.

Qi Wuhuo is the ninth-rank right judge of the Zhongtian Beiji Exorcism Institute, and also the director of the Institute.

Lead the ninth-rank heavenly officials under the command of the Northern Emperor.

You can enter heaven!

His eyes softened slightly, and the young Taoist used his identity as a celestial official for the first time.

But it's not for myself.