Immortal Cultivation Stars From Earthly Fiend 72 Arts

Immortal Cultivation Stars From Earthly Fiend 72 Arts Chapter 227

2021-12-29

Chapter 227 Ganlin
Soon after the last victim happily took over ten thick cakes, all the victims all shared to the food.

The Taoist waved his sleeves, and the golden armor Divine Weapon around him instantly turned into a stream of light and submerged into it. Immediately afterwards, the wind suddenly rose, and the clouds and mist formed. I saw the Taoist rise up on the wind and soar straight into the blue sky. The Taoist sat on the cloud, surrounded by auspicious clouds, like a Divine Immortal.

"Divine Immortal has manifested!"

"Pray for Divine Immortal's blessing"

Originally just suspected victims, this time immediately knelt down.

"You don't need to worship me, you have already received the food, so go ahead!" After speaking, the whole person instantly turned into a golden light disappeared without a trace.

After many refugees bowed, they left in small groups.

Originally, Lu Fan planned to have a good cultivation in Qi County. He also had to be familiar with the Second Primordial Spirit, and the Jingyang Mountain Gate had to be built, but the sudden arrival of the victims disrupted his plan. After spending a lot of time arranging these refugees, Lu Fan did not care about continuing closed-door cultivation. Yuzhou is still suffering from severe drought, and the people are dying of hunger. He really turned a blind eye, but he couldn't do it.

From Qixian to the west, the weather is getting drier and it is already spring, but there is still not much green in the wilderness, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and there is no vitality at all.

Going deeper, you can gradually see some dilapidated villages and barren farmland on the way, but the people here have already fled. The dry cracks in the farmland were as wide as the palm of your hand.

It was noon, the sun in the sky was painfully hot and the earth was scorching hot, a hoof sounded, and a Knight in the distance crossed the hill and ran towards it.

Beneath the hill is a small village with hundreds of households, but in broad daylight there is no movement in the village. Lu Fan rode his horse down the hill and ran all the way. Sweat profusely, and he was wet. He could stand the weather, but this horse couldn't.

The village is surrounded by a small river, but it's just a continuous drought, and the river has long since dried up. But at this time, his eyes suddenly stopped. Above this wasteland, there was actually a piece of wheat, but the wheat was not growing very well, and most of it looked slightly yellow.

The weather was hot and dry, but there was a hunched silhouette on the field ridge, who was watering the seedlings cautiously with a bucket, only to see a scoop of water scooped out and poured over the seedlings, a puddle of clear water. Thoroughly diluted by the dry land in an instant.

The old man finished watering a seedling, and then watered another seedling next to him, cautiously, for fear of spilling water. It's just that even with such careful care, these seedlings are still half-dead. After Xu Shi finished pouring it, the old man sat on the ridge to rest, and when he looked up, he just saw the oncoming Taoist.

The Taoist priest looked at the field with some surprise. Under such circumstances, the old man's Tanaka Hemiao was still alive.

"Old man, this big man in Yuzhou, why aren't you fleeing?" the Taoist priest stepped forward and asked.

"The old man is getting old, and it is difficult to leave his homeland. If he leaves, he will probably never come back. My wife's grave is here. I saw her." The old man sat on the ridge and shook his head.

"I'll stay here. If I have nothing to do, I can fill her with soil and clear the weeds. After all, people are going to die. It's better to die at home than to die outside, at least you don't have to be a ghost. ."

"It's a severe drought, can these seedlings grown by my husband grow up?" Lu Fan asked, looking at the wilted seedlings in the field.

"Let's do your best and obey the destiny! The old man has been planting land all his life. Since he doesn't leave, he plans to try it." The old man shook his head.

“Lady, what are you doing here?”

“Poor Daoist is going to visit Yuzhou.” Lu Fan tied his horse under the shade of a tree, and sat on the on the field ridge.

The old man shook his head, then took a bamboo tube from the side and handed it to the Taoist priest: "Young generation is tired from walking all the way, drink slowly."

The old man took a sip and handed it over water, with an earthy smell. After resting for a while, the old man brought Lu Fan to the village. Hundreds of families in this village have arrived, and now only the old man is left here.

"Young generation, there is nothing to eat at home, this cake will satisfy your hunger." The old man sighed, and then handed a dark cake to Lu Fan. It is mixed with a lot of bran skin and wild vegetables, and the taste is bitter and dry, and it is difficult to swallow.

Lu Fan took a bite of the pancake and chewed it hard before swallowing it.

"Lady, listen to the old man's advice, don't go to Yuzhou again, this Yuzhou is suffering from severe drought, the people are fleeing, and even some places have begun to eat vegetables and meat, you quickly detour south from here. Right." The old man shook his head and said.

Vegetables? Lu Fan sighed in his heart, this vegetable meat does not refer to meat made into vegetables, but human flesh. In the year of famine, or the years of military disasters, the farmland is not harvested, and in order to survive, there will be food and even direct murder for meat.

In some places, there is even a black market. In the black market, human flesh is like pork, beef and mutton, and is sold on the street.

Lu Fan held the pancake in his hand, it was dark and very unpalatable, but it was precious. At this moment, he only felt that the pancake in his hand was extremely important.

Silently eating the cake, Lu Fan seriously ate all the residue on his hand, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, then got up and walked out of the house, his eyes looked towards the scorching sun. .

"It's time for this drought to end!"

"Today, I have a pot of water and a piece of cake for my husband, and I will return a piece of rain here!"

Accompanied by the sound, a spiritual light rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was clear, and the scorching sun was scorching and dark clouds began to gather. The old man ran out of the house and looked towards the sky. Is there a silhouette of that person?

“Divine Immortal?”

“It’s really the Divine Immortal!”

Boom!

In the sky, a dull thunder sounded, Heaven and Earth were illuminated by the lightning, and a whirlwind blew on the flat ground. The wind was also cold, and it was obvious that it also contained water vapor. Feeling this, the old man didn't know that it was going to rain, so he was about to kneel down immediately, but was lifted up by a force.

Before the old man came back to his senses, another muffled thunder sounded, followed by pea-sized raindrops falling from the sky, but in the blink of an eye, a streak hung between Heaven and Earth. The rain curtain, the dry land quickly became wet.

The heavy rain of crash-bang fell from the sky. The dry field ridge quickly became wet, and the rain poured down. It was only a moment's effort, and a small puddle gathered on the field ridge, and only the mud was left. Water sources quickly gathered in the wells, and even puddles appeared on the dried-up riverbed.

(end of this chapter)