After the sting is the spring equinox, which is the busy season of farming in previous years, with day and night equinoxes and sunny days. Now, however, the sky seems to be torn apart, and it rains heavily for several days.

Even so, the thick fog that enveloped the land did not dissipate, and the rain waterfalls, water mist, and everything as far as the eye could see was hazy.

Qingfeng Village, the water has reached knees deep.

The muddy water had a faint fishy smell, wrapped around the deciduous branches that washed down from the mountain, and it was a mess.

"Hurry up and dig it!"

"Call more people!"

The shouting in the cottage continued, and under the leadership of the owner of Wu Zhai and Yu Kui, everyone frantically waved iron hoes and desperately dug the flood channel.

Qingfeng Village is on higher ground, but after all, it is a basin, and a stone wall has been built outside, which is good to say in previous years, but when it comes to today's ghost weather, it will encounter a flash flood if you are not careful.

However, trouble arose.

After many days of dense fog and humidity, the iron lock of the suspension bridge was rusted and solidified into a lump, no matter how hard the men tried, they did not move at all.

In the cracks of the surrounding mountains, yellow water has converged on the river, flowing down from all directions, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

"Get out of the way, I'll come!"

Yu Kui's disciple Chu Peng roared.

He had a problem when he was cultivating the Imperial Beast Sect method, and his face became full of black hair and a mouthful of fangs, like a monster.

But fortunately, I passed the test smoothly and my mind was not damaged.

Under his control, the stout bear monster roared, ran wildly on all fours, splashed a large splash, and slammed into the heavy suspension bridge.

Click!

Broken wood splattered, and the drawbridge broke in two.

The flood channel has long been dug through, and mud and rocks are pouring out like a yellow dragon along the passage of the wall, and pouring down the steep mountain road.

In the cottage basin, the water level suddenly dropped, and the villagers who were lying on the roof, shivering, also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Liuling Temple, Wang Xin stood on the courtyard wall, watching the hidden danger being lifted, but there was no joy on his face, but his face was full of worry, and he turned his head to check.

On the offering table in the temple, Zhang Biao and Yu Ziqing were sitting cross-legged, their eyes closed, and the moon shadow was lying next to them.

A few days after returning from Lushan City, heavy rain fell.

This flash flood came suddenly, fortunately Liu Ling warned in time, but Zhang Biao and the others didn't care about it, because there was something more important......

In the spiritual realm, it was another scene.

Outside the Willow Spirit Divine Domain, the wind was blowing fiercely, and the black fog was surging.

This black fog is also very strange, heavy and turbid, and it actually forms a black river, like a living thing rushing outside the divine domain,

Everywhere along the way, there are thick mold spots, and there are many ghosts wrapped in the black river, rolling and struggling along the river.

"It's good that there is a god domain to resist."

Yu Ziqing looked at the prospect with palpitations on his face, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Zhang, what is this?" ”

"It's a kind of black evil, a kind of fierce aura."

Zhang Biao's eyes flickered, and his brows furrowed.

Black Evil (Yellow Grade 2)

1. Yin and yang are chaotic, evil qi gathers, and the dark and yin become a river by itself, surging and rushing to Lechuan.

2. The fierce aura of the spiritual world gathers, enveloping the souls of the dead and ghosts, and the powerful can give birth to ghosts and gods, roaming in all directions, and finally merging into the Lechuan River. Weakness is hoodoo.

3. Do not approach the living, and retreat from the dead.

4. Due to the rules of the spirit world, it will impact the divine realm along the way...

Zhang Biao didn't expect to come across this thing so soon.

Fang Xiangzong A is a lineage, specializing in the study of dealing with this thing, called "A as a food murderer", which is the fierce qi between heaven and earth, there are many types, and the red and black murders he encountered in the capital belong to this category.

But unlike the red and black fierce, this thing was actually born by the rules of the spiritual world, and it has something to do with the Lechuan River.

Zhang Biao had a vague thought in his heart.

The Sparks, the Snake Ficus, and the Black Demon in front of them all seem to be used to cleanse the spiritual realm, as if there is an invisible force managing all of this.

This thing is a moving river.

Judging by the situation, it should be related to the ubiquitous mildew in the spirit world, wrapped in ghosts and ghosts along the way, and finally flowing into Lethe.

The trouble is that they will also storm the Divine Domain.

Xuandu Temple, Five Immortal Sect, the arrangement of these sects located in the spirit world, was it because of these things that they were destroyed, so that their grades fell?

Is the weakness a hoodoo...

Zhang Biao's heart moved, and he raised his left wrist.

True Qi was running, and the black spear head in front of the invisible hook lock suddenly flew out, and rushed into the black river with a bang.

This thing was originally a sacrificial vessel of the secular gods, but later turned into an ominous thing, controlled by ghouls, and became the core of the black murder in the capital.

After the Huoluo Sect was obtained, it was washed with the divine power of incense and refined into a magic weapon, but it was still an osinous thing.

Whoa......

The head of the spear broke into the Black Evil River, and immediately caused an astonishing movement, like Nezha Red Silk entering the sea, stirring up the waves.

Zhang Biao suddenly realized that he immediately knew the reason.

The artifact attracts the power of incense and turns into a bad thing, which can absorb the evil qi and destroy the operation of the evil qi of the black evil river.

It can be described as one thing descending from one thing.

Thinking of this, he used the phoenix fire again.

But the blood-colored flames rushed into the Black Evil River along the invisible hook lock, which instead stabilized it and concentrated its strength against the Phoenix Fire.

But it's a snake to add...

Zhang Biao was speechless, withdrew the phoenix fire, and only used the head of the gun.

In a short time, the Black River was about to collapse, and some of the souls of the dead broke away and stood in place with their heads bowed, acting out the appearance of death before death.

And some powerful ghosts took the opportunity to stay away.

Finally, the Black River burst apart, but instead of disappearing, it turned into streams, carrying the souls of the dead who had not yet left, gathering into a mass and flowing away into the distance.

Rustle rustle......

Liu Ling's branches swayed, as if to celebrate the calamity, and a cool air enveloped Zhang Biao, washing away his irritability.

Zhang Biao smiled dumbly and withdrew the invisible hook.

The natural spirit is like this, as a secular god, the mind is simpler than Yan Shangu, if you help it, it will be rewarded, simple and direct.

Yu Ziqing also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, shook his head slightly and said, "I've just started, and if I don't have Brother Zhang's help, I really can't deal with this matter." ”

Zhang Biao patted him on the shoulder, "Spirit Witch is like this, you need to help Liu Ling gather incense, after its divine domain is strengthened, it will naturally not be afraid of this thing." ”

"In the inheritance of the Mountain Monarch Temple, there is the art of the Imperial Spirit, if you understand it, you can turn it into the Willow Spirit Divine Technique, drive the ghosts, and build a temple and prohibit it in the spirit world."

"Also, the population of Qingfeng Village is too small, and now that Zheng Yongxiang has obtained the power of Moyang City, it is better to issue an order to gather the displaced people from all directions, and he won't mind if he thinks about it."

Yu Ziqing frowned and said: "I have also thought about this matter, but there is not enough food in the village, and Liu Ling has not yet found a replacement, and it is not yet the time." ”

In the willow spirit magic, there is a method of imperial planting, which can be cultivated and transformed with the divine power of incense, but it must conform to the nature of plants.

Easier said than done.

It's a pity that I don't know what those sects have cultivated.

"Just watch it."

Seeing that Yu Ziqing had his own ideas, Zhang Biao was not angry but happy, nodded slightly, and came to a few spiritual fields in front of Liu Ling.

Liu Ling now only has four grades, and the divine power of incense is limited, so there are very few spiritual fields that have been reclaimed.

On the black spiritual field, green shoots have already emerged.

This is the Awakening Grass seed he got from the dragon corpse medicine field in the capital, and he had planted it when he went to Lushan City, originally he wanted to leave some medicine for dispensing and send some to Yanshan Gu, but he didn't expect that the Five Immortal Sect also wanted to buy it in large quantities.

His dragon blood spirit ginseng had been used up, and the use of Sanming Earth Fire Mushroom alone was far less effective than the blending effect of various medicines, so it was necessary to plant a large amount.

Awakening Herb is not like dragon blood spirit ginseng, which requires hundreds of years to grow, but it also needs to be suitable for the environment.

Fortunately, there is a method of spiritual field in the first vein of Jiangliang, and if you find the corpses of ghosts, gods and spirits as fertilizer, you can quickly ripen them.

But the corpse of this ghost and god is really hard to find.

He has contacted Zheng Yongxiang and asked him to pay attention to the ghosts and gods in Huaizhou, and after the killing, he can stabilize one side, and he can be regarded as having his own place.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and remembered the remains of the demon cultivator on Yan Shan Gu's side and the huge palm print of Duliang Mountain.

In the Huaizhou area, there was a big war, and I don't know if there are any ghosts, gods and corpses left.

If it was before, he really couldn't help it, after all, with the vastness of the spirit world, it was difficult to find traces, but now there is a way to occupy dreams.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao hurriedly withdrew from the spirit world.

He walked away from the temple quickly, only to see that the torrent in Qingfeng Village had receded, and now it was not enough to reach his feet, and there were mud and branches all over the ground.

Yu Kui and the others were picking up the corpses, but they were some unlucky wild goats and wild boars, who were washed out of the mountains by the torrent, and their heads were broken and bleeding, and they were already exhausted.

Everyone peeled the skin directly, and it seemed that the broth was going to be stewed.

"Let Ziqing take a look first to prevent the plague."

Zhang Biao gave an order and returned to the cave.

The cave was also covered with mud.

When Zhang Biao saw it, he immediately frowned.

His cave house was built with a slope, and there was a drain on the stone platform outside, how could it be like this.

When he came to the depths of the cave, he knew it instantly.

Before Wu Tiexiong and his team dug up the stone and jade mine, the depth was flooded by groundwater, and the water quality was sweet and sweet, so they simply kept it for the cave water.

And now, the pool is overflowing, and it flows out through the cave, making a mess.

I'm afraid I'll have to wait for the heavy rain to stop before I can clean up.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, sat cross-legged on the stone couch, first carried Zhou Tian, discharged erysipelas, and then put on the noodles, and poured true qi into it.

Crash!

The noodles are replaced and turned into a three-eyed Birch bird.

Moon Shadow appeared in shape, guarding Zhang Biao's body, while his eyelids fluttered violently and entered the dream realm.

In the haze, Zhang Biao woke up.

Affected by what he saw before falling into the dream, he was also in the cave in the dream, but everything was confused, and the stone wall of the cave was rippling like a river.

With Birch's inheritance, Zhang Biao is no longer surprised.

The scenes in the dream are all affected by the remnants of consciousness, and this situation is mostly related to his expulsion of the Black Evil River and the impression of the mountain flood.

Zhang Biao still sat cross-legged, pinching the Dharma seal, muttering in his mouth, and infusing his true qi to drive the noodle Birch.

Inside the face, the essence of the four-grade black dream snake that was absorbed last time continued to fluctuate outward along the bronze eyes on the face.

Gradually, it became pitch black.

Hex: Dream Zhan!

In the darkness, only the stone platform where Zhang Biao was sitting cross-legged was bright, and there was no movement around, and the dead silence was terrifying.

Zhang Biao was not panicked, and kept chanting the corpse of ghosts and gods in his heart.

At the same time, the dream bubble he was in began to emit invisible fluctuations outward.

This is the method of dream possession, through Birch's face, he can always stay awake, far stronger than Cui Laodao's soul wandering and confused divination.

The invisible fluctuations are fast, constantly spreading outward, passing through dream bubbles.

Suddenly, a dream bubble trembled slightly.

In the dark area in front of Zhang Biao, a faint white mist suddenly rose, and then a vague light and shadow formed:

The dense forest was thick, dark and damp, a lantern swayed from side to side, accompanied by a violent wheezing sound, a man who looked like a scholar was sweating profusely, running wildly.

The man's robe was tattered and patched, and his face was unusually haggard, and he turned his head in horror from time to time.

Squirming in the dark, it seemed as if something was chasing him, and the speed was getting faster and faster......

(End of chapter)