Volume 4 Southern Xinjiang

Chapter 384: Rain Charm

Early the next morning, Elder Nakebu sent a foundation building monk to set off with Yao Ze.

This middle-aged monk in the foundation building period had a dignified face, with the cultivation in the middle of the foundation building period, and he was very polite to Yao Ze, calling out "senior" one by one.

Yao Ze deliberately exercised the southern Xinjiang language he had just learned yesterday, and kept talking with this monk named Shanjin, and soon had a clear understanding of the situation in the entire southern Xinjiang continent.

This war has lasted for four or five years because of the alliance between the Xinghe Hall and the Jiuli Clan, and I don't know when it will end.

The main battlefield is located in the mountains at the junction of the Jiuli Clan and the Ancestral Desolate Sect, and the Qi Refining Period cultivators will not participate, but it seems that there is a once-in-a-century beast tide in the Xinghe Palace, and the combat power that can be invested is not much, so the current battle situation is still in a stalemate.

This time, the place where the two of them were going to cast spells was the tribe to which Shanjin belonged, although the three major tribes ruled the entire southern grassland, and each big tribe was composed of countless small tribes.

In addition to the endless mountains that cross the continent, there are many small mountain ranges in this southern grassland, and of course, the most are the grasslands that cannot be seen at a glance.

The two of them were flying in the sky, and under their feet were herds of cattle, horses, and sheep, but the vegetation was obviously not very lush, and many places were bare loess.

Shanjin explained on the side, originally this place was all green grassland, I don't know why, this Hakwoer River has to be cut off every hundred years, and it takes two years to recover with the grassland, but these two years are as difficult as a nightmare for mortals who rely on this river for their livelihood.

Yao Ze looked in the direction pointed out by Shanjin, and sure enough, he saw a river with no beginning and no end, hundreds of zhang wide, but now there was not even a drop of water, leaving only a devastated riverbed.

The speed of this Shanjin can be described as a turtle crawling, if it flies like this, it is estimated that it will take two months to reach the Dala Clan, Yao Ze waved his hand to sacrifice the windmill, then Shanjin was almost dizzy, and when he came to his senses, he was full of praise for this windmill, which was much faster than those elders of theirs.

This grassland is dominated by mortals, and those demon beasts are in the endless mountains, and when Yao Ze sees the Tala Chang clan three days later, he knows what the lack of water is.

The grass was so dry that it cracked open enough to fit its feet, and all the people, adults and children, were listlessly curled up in their tents, and a few young and strong men were digging in the shriveled river to see if they could find some water.

Seeing a flash of white light in the sky, all the people stopped, watching the two immortals fall from the sky with envy, the child here will be identified as soon as he is born, and if there is a spiritual root, he will be taken away directly.

Although children are separated from their parents as soon as they are born, each tribe still hopes to have more children with spiritual roots, and will naturally take more care of the tribe in the future.

It was obviously not the first time that Shanjin had returned, as he had just stood outside a huge tent when the people began to shout loudly, "Immortal Chief, find a way to save us, we are all going to die of thirst." ”

Yao Ze watched from the side, his heart was also very shocked, although he had experienced a lot of tragedies, but every time it brought him a great impact, he couldn't figure out why some places were flooded and people and animals could not survive, but some places would be due to drought and people would not be able to survive.

An old monk walked out of the tent tremblingly, his face was full of ravines, he could no longer see his facial features, and he still had a third-level cultivation in the Qi refining period.

Shanjin introduced on the side that this was their old patriarch, and because of his qualifications, he could only cultivate to the third level of the Qi Refining Period, and he would not advance an inch again, so he would come back to protect the family.

As soon as the old man saw Yao Ze, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he wanted to bow down and salute, calling him "senior".

Yao Ze was worried about whether the old man would be able to get up, so he waved his right hand lightly, and the old man couldn't worship anymore.

"Shanjin, you hurry up and arrange it, cast the spell early, and the clansmen can also relieve the pain as soon as possible. ”

Shanjin nodded hurriedly and explained his intention to the patriarch, who suddenly became energetic, walked outside in a few steps, and shouted loudly.

"Folks, hurry up and go back and prepare, the immortal chief is going to cast a spell on us to rain!"

The voice was like thunder, and even Yao Ze was startled, is this really about to die?

Soon the whole tribe began to get excited, and those men, women, and children who were lying down and watching that they were about to die, went out one after another, put all the tools outside the tent, and then stared at Yao Ze with blank eyes.

In the past, there were also immortals who came to cast spells, and they were able to fill these vessels with water, and everyone was very grateful.

Yao Ze looked around, the number of this Talachang clan was only one or two thousand, and there were not many cattle and sheep left, it seemed that if this drought continued, this group would also disappear.

He didn't hesitate, as soon as he flipped his right hand, a palm-sized cyan animal skin appeared in his hand, and it was impossible to tell from the appearance that it was owned by a demon beast, and it was engraved with patterns.

When they first took it out, the old patriarch and Shanjin both took a few steps back, obviously extremely uncomfortable with the aura emanating from the animal skin, but those mortals didn't feel anything, and they all looked at Yao Ze with fiery expectant eyes.

With Yao Ze's right hand throwing, the animal skin floated directly in the air, and soon became a square circle.

The crowd around them looked up and thought it was very interesting.

Yao Ze's hands were sealed, and there were words in his mouth, and soon the aura around him began to fluctuate.

Those mortals naturally couldn't feel the fluctuations of the aura, but some people began to exclaim, "The wind is rising!"

As the wind became stronger and stronger, the aura around began to gather towards the middle, and dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and soon the dark clouds were thick, and bursts of thunder came.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the raindrops the size of beans began to fall, and everyone raised their faces and opened their mouths wide in the hope of tasting the nectar of their dreams.

"Boom ......"

There was a thunderclap in the distance, and the rain finally poured down, and all the people jumped up with excitement, running and crying in the rain, the only way to vent the excitement in their hearts.

Yao Ze's eyes were slightly closed, he sat cross-legged in the air, the magic seal of his hands kept playing, and the cyan animal skin on his head remained in a square circle.

The old patriarch lay on his stomach in the muddy water like a child and cried, originally he thought that in his longevity, he would never see water again.

Shanjin was also excited for a while, and soon remembered his task, and hurriedly sacrificed his flying sword, and circled around the grassland, he was surprised to find that the heavy rain actually covered a radius of dozens of miles, how many acres of grassland do you have?

He looked up at the seniors in mid-air with some admiration, the great elder of the Ancestral Desolation Sect cast the spell with his own eyes, he had witnessed it with his own eyes, not even half of this senior, the rain was just a drizzle, he didn't expect this senior's strength to be so amazing.

The heavy rain has been falling for ten whole days, and the whole Hakwoer River has become turbulent, and this time it is not only a Talachang clan that has benefited, thousands of grassland people have tasted the sweetness that they have not seen for a long time, and everyone knelt on the ground, thanking God for the gift given to them.

Yao Ze had been sitting cross-legged in the air, his body motionless, but his face had become pale and without a trace of blood.

All the Tala Chang clansmen bowed and worshipped, Shanjin made a silent gesture, everyone carefully stayed away, and no one noticed that there were some thin golden lines three feet above Yao Ze's head, which kept drifting towards the center of his eyebrows.

This time, the loss was a bit large, although he activated the second-grade spell "Rain Talisman", in order to maintain the effect of this spell for a longer time, the mana in his body was consumed by him.

He didn't know that his sea of consciousness had quietly changed, the endless sea began to extend outward again, and at the same time, the fourth land gradually revealed the sea, and the other three lands, it began to be a little green, it seems that it will not be long before flowers and plants will appear, so that the whole space is much more vivid.

Yao Ze had been pranayama for three days before he opened his eyes, and Shanjin, who had been waiting beside him, was shocked by a ray of blue light under his eyes, and only came back to his senses when Yao Ze stood in front of him, and hurriedly raised a piece of jade slip with both hands.

"Senior, this is when the three elders came, let the subordinates hand over to the seniors, according to the regulations of the Ancestral Desolate Sect, the predecessors cast more than 10,000 acres of rain, and they should be able to have the permanent identity of the Ancestral Desolate Sect. ”

Yao Ze stretched out his hand to take the piece of jade slip and put it directly in the center of his eyebrows, a demon beast with a tiger face and body, vividly depicted, and a few characters at the bottom, thinking that it was the mark of several elders.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, I won't be here for long, can you tell me where there is a slightly bigger market?"

Hearing this, Na Shanjin hurriedly took out a piece of jade slip, and said with some embarrassment: "Senior, this is the map of the Ancestral Desolate Sect, but it was ten years ago, if the seniors don't dislike it......"

Yao Ze was overjoyed, hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, and watched it directly, and after a long time, he put it down and nodded, "You are very good, I will no longer go to say goodbye to the third elder in person, and we will say goodbye." ”

After saying that, several gray shadows floated in front of Seonjin, and then he directly turned into a blue light and rushed into the sky.

Shanjin held ten medium-grade spirit stones in his hand, and couldn't help but feel agitated, this senior was so bold and amazing, he only hoped that he would be able to achieve great power in the future.

The old patriarch was even more excited, this heavy rain not only brought them back to life, but also the surrounding tribes were very grateful to them.

In the end, the old patriarch asked the craftsman in the clan to erect a life-size statue for this immortal chief, and prayed day and night for the immortal chief to bless the prosperity of the Talachang clan for thousands of years.

Although these Yao Ze didn't know anything, but during the flight, he was in a very happy mood, although the second-grade charm "Rain Talisman", although it could be regarded as a high-grade charm, it was like a chicken rib in his hand, but for those mortals on the grassland, it could save their lives, and it could be regarded as a meritorious thing for himself.