Before this guide immortal appeared, everything was normal. Even after this guy appeared, he didn't show anything abnormal.

But when this guy gave the 'pearl' to Zhang Cundao, the situation changed!

The pure aura in his brain was slightly alarming, Zhang Cundao took the 'pearl' and took a look, where is this pearl, it is clearly a bone full of bitten tooth marks!

The pure aura has the ability to penetrate the 'delusion', and as soon as this 'pearl' is started, the flaws are revealed. At that time, Zhang Cundao did not say anything, but returned this 'pearl'.

But what I didn't expect was that the old man in front of him was actually a thief, and he actually sent a jade slip from "The Scroll of the Sea of Clouds" over. Where is this jade slip, or the disguised bone! This old man didn't even want to change the props, and continued to cheat with this bone full of tooth marks!

Zhang Cundao had fire in his heart, but he didn't show it, but continued to talk.

And the old man found that he couldn't deceive Zhang Cundao twice, so he simply launched the last trick and brought him to the 'Xianmen'.

This fairy gate is a monster's big mouth, and when you enter the fairy gate, you will definitely not reach any fairy world, but will enter the belly of the goblin!

When Zhang Cundao's Changqing Sword slashed down at the goblin, the bloody mouth suddenly closed, and the long tongue that turned into a wooden bridge was also taken back!

This time, Zhang Cundao had no support under his feet, and he fell down at once. And the slash of the Changqing Sword only cut off a broken tail. The owner of the severed tail took advantage of this opportunity to instantly turn into a ray of light and disappear in place!

Zhang Cundao fell from the 'sky' suddenly. But the next moment, he sat on the ground with a 'poof', and the whole person rolled out of the fog!

On the left is a quiet red mist, and on the right is an open plain. On the plains grew withered yellow grass, and trees did not grow tall. Looking into the distance, it was vague and unclear.

"Red mist...... It seems to be a place on the same level as the Yellow Bud View. Zhang Cundao saw this fog, and some of the assumptions in his heart were also determined.

The white fog should be the lowest area, while the red fog is one level higher than the white one. The so-called 'ascension' is to go from an area of white fog to an area of red fog.

In fact, if you feel it carefully, you will know that the aura activity here is much higher than that in the white mist area! This is also why the progress of "Yellow Bud Sutra" in the water purification constant domain is very slow.

In this way, the fog in the blessed land of Elephant Trunk Mountain, which I once visited, seems to be purple......

These thoughts flashed in his mind, and Zhang Cundao didn't know if he was thinking right. He looked around, and walked into the depths of the plain with the dungeon.

For now, it is to find a place to settle down and then slowly get acquainted with the world. Therefore, it is only right to find people first.

Now it seems that this blessed land is not small, and it is estimated that there will be human population. So Zhang Cundao walked towards the depths of the plain.

After walking for a while, there were withered yellow blades of grass all around, and there were no animals in sight. It's in a state of decay.

As he went deeper, Zhang Cundao gradually saw the fields on the side of the road, and also saw that the people on the edge of the fields were struggling to carry buckets of water and were watering the fields. The seedlings in the field are also green and yellow at this time, and they look half-dead.

The peasants sighed, but they were helpless.

Zhang Cundao looked at the side, the canal used for irrigation at the edge of the field did not have a drop of water at this time, and the dry ground could run rats. He stopped and asked, "Uncle, is this a drought?" ”

A grim-faced farmer nodded and said, "It hasn't rained for more than half a year, the ponds are dry, and the rivers are dry!" ”

It's not running, it's a drought.

Zhang Cundao looked at the sky strangely, the sky was cloudless and clear at this time. He wondered a little in his heart, the reason why this blessed land is called a blessed land is that extreme weather rarely occurs in the blessed land, and the wind and rain are generally smooth, and the climate is pleasant.

Zhang Cundao didn't know the specific situation, and after asking for directions, he continued to move forward. After walking for a long time, I finally saw a big city - Phoenix.

A high wall surrounds a city, and there are a few small soldiers standing at the gate of the city, and a few big characters of Phoenix City are written on the door, and there are a few small characters of the west gate.

When you enter the city, it is a square market. However, at this time, the market was deserted, most of the shops in the market were closed, and the few shops that were open had very few goods in the store.

Walking to the center of the market, there were finally some people gathered here, and when I walked over to look, it was a group of people reading the notice.

[Notice: Tomorrow at noon, Caizhiguan Cave will pray for rain. 】

The handwriting of this notice is a little sloppy, as if the person who wrote it is a little resentful, and the notice is simply excessive...... And under the notice, the crowd of onlookers was even more complaining.

"Pray for rain again! If it had worked, it should have rained a few months ago! ”

"That's it! The real person in Caizhiguan will not ask for rain at all, let alone rain, even the clouds he can't ask for it! ”

"The lord of the country is too good to them, he should drive them out and invite real people who can really ask for rain!"

As everyone spoke, they began to be excited. Zhang Cundao also listened to the excitement. After listening to it for a while, except for some complaints, there was no new information, Zhang Cundao left the group of people and headed for other places.

He said to Di Gao, "You go and inquire about the price of goods, so that we can exchange some local goods." ”

The currency of each blessed land is different, and if you want to live in a blessed land, you need to prepare some local currency. It's similar to going abroad to exchange currency. It's just that something needs to be sold here, in exchange for currency. Inquire about the price of goods, so as not to be deceived.

Di Lao is very good at doing this kind of period, he left Zhang Cundao and left, so he went to the nearby shops and stalls to inquire for a while, after a while, he came back and said: "Young master, inquire clearly, you can directly trade gold here, we have a lot of this thing." ”

Trading with gold and silver shows that there are many ordinary people in this blessed land, and the currency cannot be too high-end, otherwise it will not be convenient for ordinary people to use.

Use gold to exchange some local gold coins, and exchange gold coins for convenience, otherwise it is inconvenient to make up for them. The obverse of the coin here is a phoenix flying high, and the reverse is the word 'phoenix'.

It is said that a phoenix once descended on this blessed land, and the lord who established Phoenix City is said to have the blood of a phoenix. The lord family of Phoenix City also has a true scripture - "Phoenix True Scripture".

The phoenix is a legendary monster, but her relatives do not kill humans at will, and are considered by humans to be good monsters. In Phoenix, there are many legends of the phoenix. When he went to inquire about prices, Zhang Cundao talked to others, and he also learned a lot of local rumors.

In the evening, Zhang Cundao and Di stayed in the inn. This inn is also deserted and terrible, and the shopkeeper is so bored that he doesn't even have to fight flies, because of the drought, all the flies here are dead......

Because of the drought, merchants from outside the fog are no longer here. There is no water supply here, so why should the merchants come again. There have been no merchants in the past six months, and the place has suddenly become depressed like this.

What is worse than the absence of merchants is that if the drought continues, food will not be guaranteed, and a great famine may occur.

Nowadays, you have to go to a special store to buy water. This water is condensed by practitioners with spells, and the production is small and the price is high.

Listening to the innkeeper's complaints, Zhang Cundao didn't know what to say.

At noon the next day, Zhang Cundao and the people in the city came to the open space in the city, where there was a way to pray for rain today. Although the people in the city did not believe that Dongyan real people could ask for rain, they still had the mood of 'just in case', after all, it was related to their survival.

After waiting in the square for a while, a beautiful soft sedan chair with feathers fell from the sky, and the sedan chair was full of feathers of various colors, which looked very riotous. A middle-aged monk wearing a colorful feather coat also walked out of the sedan chair with a solemn face.

After he came out, several disciples wearing three-colored feather coats also appeared, and then these disciples quickly prepared, and in a short time, a gorgeous altar was built.

The scene was quiet, and everyone watched this scene. This made the real people who were on the altar even more nervous.

He went to the altar and took out a magic weapon similar to a feather duster from his arms, he held the feather duster high, and began to shake his head and chant something, dancing and performing.

Zhang Cundao could obviously feel that there was power in him spreading out. But the power was of no use, he danced for a long time, and nothing happened.

God doesn't even bother to give him a breeze!

Dancing and dancing, Zhang Cundao could clearly see that the monk was a little impatient. Suddenly, a circle of divine light appeared behind his head, and then he waved his feather duster vigorously, and suddenly a strong wind rose, rolling up the sand and dust everywhere, and flew towards the sky.

The sand was full of dust, and everyone covered their faces with their sleeves. But after this gust of wind, the sky is still the same day, and the clouds are still not at all, and it is lonely after all.

After waiting for a long time, the crowd of onlookers finally broke out!

"Liar! You liar! Someone finally broke down and cursed. The next moment, countless insults came out of their mouths, turning the ears of the monks on the altar red!

But what can he do? Blow everyone up with a spell and fall to the ground? He can do it, but what's the point?

In the end, he tightened the feather duster in his hand, and could only get off the altar in disgrace, sit in his feathered soft sedan chair, and fly away from here.

Zhang Cundao looked at this scene and thought in his heart.

After a while, he turned to Di Prison and said, "Let's go, let's go and meet the lord here for a while, and see if we can do something!" ”

Di Jian nodded and asked in a low voice, "Does the young master want to help them ask for rain?" ”

Zhang Cundao looked at the people who were in despair next to him, and finally nodded and said, "If I can do it, I don't mind helping them." ”

In this drought, it is not those monks or nobles who suffer, but these ordinary people!

(End of chapter)