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Chapter 431 The Black Sword Spirit of the Wasted Prince (33)
As if he had taken drugs, he lay on the dragon bed with his eyes blank. He exuded an extremely refreshing aura, and his face had a joyful expression as if he had entered heaven.

The so-called fairy fruit is actually a very common fruit in the fairy world, but it has more aura from the fairy world than the fruit in the lower world, so it does have a certain nourishing effect on the human body.

But this level of aura has negligible effect on real cultivators.

But even if it is insignificant, it can really be called a fairy fruit in the world.

It is indeed a blessing that the emperor has the ability to eat such things.

On the other hand, Chang Jinghou, who was specially summoned to accompany the immortal, felt flattered.

He had met this immortal before, during the little princess' apprenticeship ceremony.

At that time, he was only a spectator of the ceremony, and he took a few glances from a distance, but he didn't dare to stare directly at them, for fear of offending the immortals.

Now that he was sent by the emperor to communicate with this immortal, for him, it can be said that his nerves are all tense, for fear that something is not done well, and the immortal will think he is disrespectful.

When he respectfully invited the immortal to enjoy some offerings, he couldn't help looking at the little princess.

Looking at it, he felt that he really deserved to be a child raised by a fairy. After only a long time, the little princess has undergone a radical change.

Her appearance is needless to say, the most difficult thing to say is her temperament.

That indifferent and alienated temperament is very similar to the feeling of a fairy.

Before entering the palace, He Xianren had already discovered the dark clouds above his head and the demons floating in the sky all the time.

To be honest, he was really shocked by the number of monsters he saw in the "glance" outside just now.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals where he was, as long as he didn't go to the lair of demons, it would be impossible for so many to appear all at once.

Although they are all low-level monsters that don't seem to have high strength, even if he wants to eliminate them all, it will take a lot of consumption, and there is even the danger of falling into trouble if he is not careful.

So he didn't have the time to chat with Chang Jinghou, so he directly asked, "What's going on outside?"

Chang Jinghou was a little embarrassed, he really didn't know whether to speak according to the truth, or according to the words they made up to deceive the people.

Seeing his expression, the immortal couldn't help frowning: "If you have something to say, just say it. Since I am the master of your little princess, it is also predestined. And I have decided to intervene in this matter. It is best to let everything go through together." Tell me exactly, otherwise, if something goes wrong, the loss outweighs the gain!"

The world of cultivating immortals is naturally countless times more dangerous than the world of the human world. He Feibai's cultivation to this point has a lot to do with his caution.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, the bones of reckless people who are not cautious, careless, and don't know how to think more when encountering problems have already been eaten clean.

Regardless of whether it is in the human world, he will still not underestimate the enemy.

It's okay to say things like capsized boats in the gutter as a joke, but if it really happened to me, I really wanted to cry and couldn't find a place to cry.

Immortals have said everything to this point, Chang Jinghou naturally dare not hide anything.

"It's like this." He told the immortal about the fact that the fifteenth prince begged for rain, and then the rain attracted demons, and then the rainstorm continued until now.

But as the emperor's most loyal running dog, he still didn't tell the dirty ears that after committing a crime, the emperor would blame the abolished crown prince.

And the immortal frowned even more after listening to what he said.

He looked at the little princess: "The fifteen princes, but your elder brother?"

The little princess saw the ugly expression on the master's face, and immediately put his brother in the same position as the mud and garbage in her heart.

It's really embarrassing for her to have such an elder brother, who is so incompetent as to collude with demons.

"It's my brother." She replied with an unwavering expression: "But we haven't met a few times. You also know that I have been living with my mother in the harem, and my brother can't stay in the palace for a long time. "

The immortal nodded, expressing his understanding of her words.

So he turned to Chang Jinghou again: "What method did the fifteenth prince use to bring this rain?"

Chang Jinghou's heart tightened: "Overcast rain? May I ask what you mean by overcast rain?"

The immortal explained casually: "The so-called rain is a kind of filthy cloud full of yin. The rain it rains contains a lot of yin. And yin is a great tonic for demons, but it is not good for ordinary people. an injury."

Chang Jinghou quickly asked what he had been worrying about recently: "May I ask the immortal, if this kind of rain falls on the ground, will it affect the crops in the field?"

The immortal nodded: "That's natural. The yin energy contained in the rain can penetrate into the soil. After the plants absorb it, it will have an extremely bad effect on the plants themselves.

Not only the crops in the field, whether it is fruit trees or other things, as long as they are drenched by this kind of rain, they will be polluted by Yin Qi. "

Chang Jinghou's face turned pale when he heard it, and he couldn't help but look up at the top of the hall, and said in a trembling voice: "Including this house?"

The immortal chuckled: "That's right, including this house and every brick and stone outside."

Chang Jinghou wiped off his cold sweat subconsciously, thinking of his home, his relatives, and everything about himself, he just felt chills all over his body.

"Immortal, what can you do to deal with it? If the rain destroys the fields and houses, what will the people of the imperial dynasty do?"

The immortal stroked his beard: "The only solution is to invite capable people to purify the rain. It is obviously impossible for me to purify so many rains by myself.

Now I can only hope that the dark clouds will dissipate as soon as possible, and then get more sunshine.Maybe a few years in the sun can also dissipate the impact of this rainy day. "

"How many years?" Chang Jinghou was startled by these two words.

After a few years, how many of the common people will survive?
The weeping in his heart made him unable to bear the bleak look on his face, and even his respect to the immortals was temporarily forgotten by him.

If you think about it, what's the use of complimenting an immortal when you know you're not far from death?

Could it be that the immortal can only come to save himself?

And even if the immortal saved him for His Majesty's sake, what about his family?What about his relatives and friends?

How could so many people be able to invite an immortal?

Just when he was sighing in his heart, the fairy suddenly spoke: "I heard from your little princess. Your divination has found a noble person who can solve this disaster. Can you tell me the details?"

(End of this chapter)