Bai Lan specially ran into the world to save the Nalu clan, not just to repay the favor.

Repay the favor, Lu Baosheng's kindness has already been repaid, he just looks at this Lu family to worship incense for hundreds of generations, the husband and wife are quite wise, Lu Yutang is a smart reader, but because of his father's debt and serious illness died of his soul, his wife Lu is also quite wise, can master the family's internal affairs and livelihood.

The wooden fan left by Bai Lan had a little yin and clear air, which could relieve Lu Yutang's deep soul. It was only a matter of time before the Xiahe Lu clan re-emerged.

Dynasties in this world may rise and fall, but thousand-year-old families endure.

Bai Lan wants to find a way back for himself in the world, although other families are powerful, they can be ruthless with him, for no reason, even if he relies on Liu Xian's magical powers, it is difficult for the other party to be sincere, but it will cause trouble.

Only by sincerely supporting him and having something called faith in the bottom of his heart can Bai Lan hand over a back road with peace of mind.

Then the Lu family, who knows the roots, has become the best choice. In the years to come, the Xiahe Lu clan will be prosperous for a long time!

The days in the mountains are always so long and light, although there is no joy and excitement, but there is no bitterness and sorrow, and the ordinary reveals a quiet and good sense of happiness.

But such years ended when Bai Lan was one hundred and eighty years old.

In the middle of summer this year, the sun in the sky exudes its domineering, and the blazing sun bakes everything.

The snakes in the mountains are hiding in the cracks of the caves, and the willow trees in the Valley of the Snake King are also weak to hang their branches and leaves into the waterhole, and Qingcang is tormented by such a poisonous sun day and night, and can only hide under the dark river in the deepest part of the waterhole to escape the heat.

Bai Lan's cultivation is a little more advanced than Qingcang, and he still insists on cultivating, but as soon as the sun comes out, he immediately retreats back to the bottom of the dark river.

The heat continued into May, and instead of alleviating, it became even more terrifying.

The grass and trees in the mountains and forests are withered and yellow, and the lush mountains and forests in midsummer have all turned into a bleak yellow patch.

The water level in the waterhole is getting lower and shallower day by day, and the current of the dark river is also weakening day by day.

Until the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month of the world, the Dragon Boat Festival in the world, the time of the three poisons, reunite for one day.

There is a folk saying that the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and insects and snakes come out of the hole.

I really can't stay in the cave anymore, even in the cave in the shady place of the deep mountains, and the heat makes it impossible for the snakes to stay.

Countless snakes rushed madly into the nearly dry streams, lakes and swamps that had been scorched by the scorching heat.

Ten thousand snakes are piled up like a river, ten thousand snakes are surging like a tide, snake rivers, and snake lakes are restless in this deep mountain, looking for a place to escape the summer.

On this day, the Dragon Boat Festival in the world, the adults in the village under the mountain watched the children closely, they believed in Liu Xian, and knew that Liu Xian would definitely come out of the hole on this day, even if they believed in Liu Xian, there would always be a little fear in their hearts, after all, it was a snake spirit and snake demon!

In the deep mountains, Bai Lan felt the fear of the Dragon Boat Festival, which was a kind of suppression from the soul, and the qi of the extreme yang rose in the nine heavens, and the ghosts and ghosts were all afraid, and the demons and ghosts had nothing to hide.

He lay weakly at the bottom of the river, the water in the pool was less than half a foot deep, and the current at the bottom of the dark river was so small that it was almost gone.

In this Dragon Boat Festival, the people in the world only have pain.

The green crops and fields are all yellow, and the old wells that have not dried up for a hundred years have also dried up, and someone has salvaged a golden loach from the bottom of the well, and is so frightened that he hurriedly falls back to the bottom of the well, because it may be the king of the well who is diving at the bottom of the well.

There was a great drought in the world, there was no rain in March, the river dried up, and the well water was exhausted.

The governor of Qinan Prefecture went to the city god of the state capital, the god of Yaoshan Mountain and the god of Chishui River in Qinan Prefecture to worship and pray for rain.

This is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster, and in a world where supernatural forces exist, manpower is extremely limited.

In the city of Qinan, the god of the city god issued an edict to the gods, divisions, and water-based spirits in the territory, and jointly cast a spell on the ninth day of the fifth month to rain for three days and three nights.

In the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty, although the thirty-eight mountain gods and the forty-seven gods of the great rivers all have the divine power of the middle realm with the power of incense, they still have to obey the city god of the capital of a state, otherwise the city god can seal the mountains and towns with a decree.

If the mountain gods and water gods in the state are reckless and disrespectful of the order of the world, then the god of the city god can go up to the heavens and invite the holy emperor to decree and abolish the gods!

Therefore, the gods of mountains and rivers in the Great Jin Dynasty are relatively formal and follow the order.

On the ninth day of the fifth lunar month, the god of the city god carried incense and fire to attract the clouds and rain, and demons, gods, messengers, and officials from all over the country worked together to summon the clouds and rain.

The mountain god of the remote mountain climbed to the top of the mountain, and the edict of the mountain god gathered a group of demons, poor, gods, and land, and led the rain to come.

The Chishui River God threw out a jewel like the rising sun, but it exuded a cold chill covering the Chishui Basin, and the lake spirits and water monsters in the river all worked together to invite the rain.

If they don't make a difference, the mountain god and the water god will be liquidated afterwards, and there may be no small life. The Great Jin Dynasty only cares about the god of mountains and rivers and does not disturb the world, and never interferes with the life and death of the demons in its territory, in other words, the gods of mountains and rivers hold the authority of the gods in their fiefdoms, and have the power of life and death of all living beings except the human race.

To some extent, these little monsters have also been exploited by the Great Jin.

"Whew~"

"Boom~~"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and strong winds.

Thousands of gods and demons in Qinan Prefecture cast spells together, and the huge momentum made the people ecstatic, they cheered, ran out excitedly, holding pots and pans ready to hold rainwater.

But the wind and thunder stirred up for two or three hours, and there was still not a drop of water. The people went from excitement to anger, agitation, and even rioting.

In the city of Qinan, the god of the city god stood on the top of the sky with a solemn expression, and transmitted the voice of the two gods of mountains and rivers: "Has there ever been rain in the two earth realms?" ”

The mountain god replied from hundreds of miles away: "Lord Chenghuang, I'm not lazy. But it's not raining that day, and I'm tired of my old body. ”

He was a pangolin cultivated to perfection, and later he was named the god of the distant mountains and mountains for two hundred miles, and he can be regarded as having the strength of the middle realm.

The god of Chishui spoke up: "This matter is extremely strange, my mana summoned the water cloud and the water spirit within a radius of eight hundred miles, but as soon as I entered Qi Nanzhou, it disappeared. Isn't there something sacred doing in trouble? ”

She is the transformation of the demon Colorful Spirit Mussel, and then she was named the god of Chishui in the four-hundred-mile river basin, whether it is strength, divine power or priesthood, she is much higher than the god of Yaoshan, and she naturally speaks with more confidence.

When the god heard this, he preached: "The judges of the various divisions and the Yin Difference quickly investigated what happened in the last hundred years. ”

The people of the City God's Mansion were busy, and after half an hour, they compiled a volume and sent it to the City God.

The god of the city god in the capital of a state is a three-grade god official, with hundreds of gods and ghosts under him, and the organization is huge, and he manages the affairs of a state, and the efficiency of the gods and ghosts is much faster than that of people.

The city god finished reading everything in just half a cup of tea, and said to the two gods with an ugly face: "Two, I'm just afraid of disaster!" Decades ago, a drought corpse king crossed the Foggy Mountains on the border of the Fengdu Kingdom, was injured by Yunyin Zhenren and disappeared without a trace.

At that time, I also made a special investigation, thinking that it should have escaped a long time ago and recuperated in a deserted place. Looking at this bizarre drought this year, it should be hidden in our Qinan Prefecture! ”

"Huh? What can I do? The god of Yaoshan Mountain panicked: "The legendary beast drought fish, even Yunyin Zhenren can't help it, let alone us?" ”

The god pondered for a moment and said, "We need to assign our own men to find out where the drought fish are. I will invite a few more mountain gods and river gods to come to help, and the two of you will also invite some gods to come, after all, I don't have that much face. ”

When the two gods heard this, they could only say yes, after all, once the drought really ran into their own realm and did mischief, then it was they who suffered.

The gods and goblins are exhausted and don't see a drop of rain falling, and the mana is gradually exhausted, and even they will encounter danger.

The scorching sun keeps blooming its edge, and all lives can only crawl down.

Deep in the mountains, Bai Lan hid under the water and didn't even bother to look up at the sky, the waterhole had dried up, and only a few pitiful puddles remained at the bottom of the dark river.

It is now June, the earth is cracking, and the people have fled from Qinan Prefecture to Yunzhou and the rest of Jinzhou.

Unfortunately, many of the people died of thirst on the road before they could get there.

Qingcang is a little better, although there is also weakness, but it is better than Bai Lan feeling like he is roasting on the stove.

In desperation, Bai Lan has begun to use his demonic power to resist the temperature of midsummer.

I don't know how many snakes have died in the valley, but there are no water birds or eagles to hunt. The sky was cloudless, and no bird dared to fly into the sky.

The carnivorous ants under the earth can still barely survive, and the impact of hiding deep underground is not too great.

As for the Black Wind Old Monster in Black Mountain, Hu Qiniang in the Sky Fox Cave, and Pingshan Jun in the Nishizawa Forest, they are all shape-shifting demons and they are hundreds of thousands of miles away, but they have little impact.

The Yue Kingdom in the west once again brazenly launched an invasion, and the territory of Beizhou had been lost for ten years, and the territory must not be lost again. The gods of mountains and rivers in the four or five states near Mingzhou all went to help deal with the mysterious power of the Yue Kingdom, the Seven Gu Sect.

The Seven Gu Sect has been hiding from the Zerg Sandbank for more than a thousand years, and was born again, assisting a young man with the blood of the Yue royal family to become the emperor and become a puppet.

The strength of the Seven Gu Sect is extremely strong, and even the Northern Barbarian Kingdom has been controlled by it, and the west and north are oppressed, and the Great Jin has to deal with it carefully.

Therefore, the drought in Qinan Prefecture is not so important. The god of the city god of Qinan Prefecture used all his connections to summon the three gods from other states, plus one god invited by the god of Chishui, counting the lonely mountain god, a total of seven gods, snaring the heaven and earth, searching everywhere, and finally found the drought that was hidden under the leylines and devoured the earth's evil cultivation injuries.

The seven gods besieged the drought, thinking that they could take it in one fell swoop, but they did not expect that the drought was strong, but it was the corpse king who broke through the gate and was born against the sky, not only did not destroy this beast, but three mountain gods were broken and the body was broken, and the original god relied on the authority of the mountain god to flee.

The god of the city god was also seriously injured, but fortunately, the god of Chishui relied on the secret treasure six yuan heavy water to seriously injure the drought, causing it to be injured even more, but unfortunately the drought's magical powers still escaped.

The Chishui River Basin broke the curse of drought and began to rain heavily, alleviating the once-in-a-century drought.

But the drought fish spit out a mouthful of resentful blood, and did not hesitate to cut off an arm, which fell near the capital of Qinan Prefecture, and the fire and corpses spread for 500 miles, and the drought died.

The drought's move was to retaliate against the city god for blocking its path, and the broken arm contained the laws given by its own heaven and earth, and it immediately turned into a desert of dozens of miles, and took advantage of the drought to spread and expand to a hundred miles.

It was originally an existence that could have set foot in the upper realm, but because of that Yunyin Zhenren and the City God who had completely cut off the path, this kind of hatred would be difficult to eliminate in a lifetime.

The Qinan Mountains, which are only 200 miles away from Qinan City, have also suffered badly, and hundreds of people have fled from water and left their hometowns.

When hundreds of people prayed to God for nothing, begged for heaven, and had no way to ask for immortals, they remembered Liu Xian.

Even if Liu Xian has nothing to do with praying for rain, in the eyes of the hopeless people, this is the only hope that is not hopeful, after all, before the transcendent power, mortals can only rely on the transcendent.

In the snake catching village, every family knelt in front of the Liuxian Temple, worshiped the Liuxian and prayed for rain.

In Zhuangjia Village, the elderly and children all worshiped in front of the statue of the willow fairy in their respective homes.

Dozens of hundreds of villages kept calling, the sound was in the ears, the Tao was in the heart, and Bai Lan, who was in a fog of consciousness, dreamed again.

His will floated above the sky, looking at the desert that suddenly appeared in the north for no apparent reason, and the dead snakes on the ground, the families in the distant world who had left their homes, and the old people who had traveled far away and were difficult to walk, just stayed in the house and waited for death, and at the foot of the mountain where they had lived all their lives, they would die here.

Bai Lan felt the sorrow of heaven and earth, and felt the sorrow of the endless mountains under him.

The fairy gods with the mountain breeze blowing on their faces, and the peasants facing the loess with their backs to the sky, are all living beings in the eyes of the mountains and the world, and they are the children born from it.

Bai Lan's heart is as quiet as the lifeless under this scorching sun, the cicadas do not sing, the birds do not fly, the beasts are sad, and the snakes are corpses.

"Tick~"

As if there was a sound of water dripping, I don't know if Bai Lan in the dream was infected by the mountain spirit and wept, or his heart was dripping blood, or the mountains were crying.

One after another, the incense wish power gathered on the top of the Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain, and the invisible mountain spirit sank to the bottom of the deep pool, merging into the body of Bai Lan, who was still in his dream.

"Whew~~"

The mountain wind whimpered, it was the mountain crying, and it was also happy.

Bai Lan, who was asleep, woke up slowly, and he heard the voice of the wind in his dream, telling him to protect the mountains and take care of this side of the mountains and forests.

The full moon on the center of the eyebrows has been transformed into an ancient seal inscription by the elephant character at some point, saying: "Mountain"!

Bai Lan transformed into a human form, walked out of the bottom of the dark river, bowed to the mountains, and did not get up for a long time.

When he got up, the heavens and the earth changed, and the red light of the nine days was dark.

Bai Lan sensed the authority of the real mountain in his consciousness, and he understood that he had been recognized by this great green mountain.

He is the mountain, guarding the mountain, protecting the mountain, looking at the mountain, mortals in the world do not know its meaning, see it as a surprise, call it a god, is the god of the mountain.

Bai Lan stepped into the sky, the authority of Meixin Mountain summoned the wind and clouds, he called for the wind, spit out for the fog, hugged the sky with both arms, the sky thundered, the wind and clouds gathered, the dragon flew nine heavenly will from the four seas to the clouds and rain, and the tiger from the wind came out of the wind in the mountains and forests.

In the distance, some villagers raised their heads in shock, and saw a huge white snake phantom standing between heaven and earth on Ten Thousand Snake Mountain, the wind and thunder shook, the dark clouds rolled, the snake opened its eyes, and the sky and the earth were drowsy and rainy!

"It's raining!"

"It's raining! Liu Xian has appeared! ”

"Liu Xian has sent rain! Liu Xian is merciful! ”

A hissing sound from the dust spread throughout the mountains, this rainstorm swept away the dead air of the world, just like the grass sprouts in the stinky and rotten mud were washed away by the rainstorm, and they were reborn!

In the rainstorm, the sky was gloomy, and the huge snake shadow silently looked down on all beings.