Chapter 159: Rainfall from the sky
"I know what you guys were digging up just now. However, now that I have the Crescent Spring, this is the only thing left. If you take even the ironback, it will become a veritable sandpit, and there will never be a trace of the spring again. The dragon god of Crescent Moon Spring said, his eyes moistened a little.
Listening to his words, Zixian was even more uncomfortable. But when he remembered the purpose of his trip, he suddenly became enlightened again: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that the ironback fish has such an unusual meaning to you. But if I restore this crescent spring to its original appearance, will you give me this ironback fish? ”
When the dragon god of Crescent Moon Spring heard this, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, and then dimmed: "Don't be kidding. Do you think that if you just get some water from somewhere else, this crescent moon spring will be full? Tell you, that's impossible. Unless the water table reaches the level of the spring, as much water seeps in as much water you pour. ”
Zixian smiled and said, "Just tell me, whether you agree or not." ”
The dragon god of Crescent Moon Spring replied briskly: "Yes, why not agree?" I, Qingli, swear to the heavens, if you can fill this crescent spring with water, I will give the ironback fish both hands. ”
"Okay, then it's a deal." Zixian squatted down and stretched out a hand to him.
Qing Li stretched out his tiny paws, patted Zixian's finger and said, "A word is a certainty." ”
Receiving the promise of the dragon god, Zixian Fang stood up and continued to fly towards the center of the desert with Jairus.
Qing Li looked at their distant backs, shook his head, and went back to the cave under the yellow sand.
It is said to be a cave house, but it is actually a short and small dilapidated mansion, buried two feet deep underground. And the iron-backed fish hung above his hall.
The ironback fish itself is colorless and transparent, and it is the same as spring water, so Zixian didn't find it when he came to the Crescent Spring three years ago.
Due to the prolonged drought, its body has long been naturally dried and turned into a small piece of light and transparent dried fish. Qingli in order to commemorate the time that there was. I hung it on the wall as a mural.
Qing Li stepped forward, gently stroked the delicate scales on the ironback fish, and muttered as usual.
"Old man, someone wants to eat you today."
"That guy seems to be very capable. There is such a powerful dragon god guarding him. The dragon breath emanating from the dragon god's body was even a hundred times stronger than the Dongting Lake Monarch I saw a few years ago. ”
Actually, with her strength, she could have grabbed it hard, but she didn't do it. So it seems. She's supposed to be a good person. ”
"But for some reason, she has a powerful demonic aura on her body, she is obviously a mortal, how can she have demonic energy? I don't understand. ”
"She said it would restore the Crescent Spring to its original appearance, do you believe it? I don't believe it anyway. Our crescent spring is connected to the underground vein, and we want to restore it, unless it can rain an unprecedented downpour. ”
"We haven't had a drop of rain here in years, and there isn't even half a cloud in the sky, so how can it rain? Could she be able to conjure water out of thin air? ”
Speaking of this, Qing Li sighed. He turned around and went back to the house to rest.
I was taking a nap, and I was dazed as if I heard a noise. Qing Li didn't take it seriously, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping, when suddenly a loud thunder came into his ears.
"Boom ——!"
Even though he was underground, the thunder still made Qing Li tremble, and he didn't feel sleepy.
"It's difficult, is it ......" Although he didn't believe it, Qingli still decided to find out.
When Qing Li crawled out of the ground, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.
I saw that the dark sky was covered with dark clouds, like a huge iron pot clasped on his head. A huge bolt of lightning struck down with a blast. The intense electric light tore the heaven and earth in half.
"Boom ——!!"
Qing Li's feet softened, and he almost fell to the ground. Before he could react, he saw a torrential rain pouring down from the sky, like a monstrous wave crashing towards the desert.
The rain fell on the sand that had been scorched by the sun. Suddenly it evaporated into a misty white mist. This white mist connects the sky and the earth, stretching all the way to the junction of the sky and the sea of sand.
The rain fell on the cactus, which had not seen rain in the desert for a long time, and the cactus greedily sucked the nectar and bloomed white and purple flowers.
The rain fell on the falcons that were hovering in the desert foraging, and their feathers were wet and they landed on the sand dunes in embarrassment. Occasionally, there is a hoarse chirp or two.
The rain fell on the villages on the edge of the desert, and people rushed out of their houses, cheering in the rain and shouting thanks to the gods. Suddenly, I don't know who shouted: "Hurry up and save the water!" "People woke up from a dream, brought everything they could to hold water, and stored as much rain as they could.
The rain fell on Qingli's body, and he stood in place in a daze, with hot liquid flowing out of his eyes, mixing with the rain and crawling all over his cheeks.
"It's raining...... It was raining in the desert. Qing Li wiped a handful of water stains from his face, looked up at the gloomy sky, and let the torrential rain wash over his dry body, but he didn't move.
The heart was filled with joy, and there was no room for any other emotion. The cold rain hit him, and he only felt comfortable.
In the crescent spring, the sand was only slightly moist at first. The rainwater fell on it and quickly seeped into the ground.
Over time, a small amount of rainwater began to accumulate at the spring.
After an unknown amount of time, a bubble suddenly erupted from the spring. As the bubble floated, a trickle slowly flowed out of the spring.
Gradually, the spring water became more and more large, and the water level in the crescent moon spring also became higher and higher. It overflowed the bunker and submerged the stone monument until it swallowed up the nearby tall mountain of Mingsha.
Qing Li's body gradually grew larger with the expansion of the crescent moon spring, from the thickness of chopsticks at the beginning, to the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, until it became as thick as a plate. For a moment, he was a little overwhelmed.
Above the clouds, he looked at the scene in the desert and said to Zixian who was casting a spell: "Master, it should be almost now, right?" The underground water veins of this desert are already full of water. ”
Zixian put the moisturizing beads that emitted white light into the Linglong Pagoda and said, "The rain is almost falling, but there is still one thing to do." ”
"What else is there to do?" I was puzzled.
Zixian said: "The desert has been short of water for a long time, and the land here is no longer suitable for people to cultivate. In order to change this situation, precipitation alone is not enough, but the presence of trees is needed to fundamentally improve soil quality. (To be continued.) )