The river under the Beizhai Bridge is turbulent, and the embankment has overflowed to flood the plum forest, and the people living near Beizhai have migrated to the high slope in order to avoid the current.

Soon after Liu Xiaoyi and the others came back, they left Sun Congyi's house, and the two elderly wind and rain masters looked at the gradually flooded house with some reluctance, and said with tears: "We have lived here for more than ten years, and we have long regarded this place as our hometown, but unfortunately we have bad luck and can only see each other in the future." ”

Hearing Liu Junzheng's sigh, Sun Congyi's heart was not a taste, although he could urge the falling rain plate, but this jade potential was not something he could control anyway, plus Luo Chu was still in power over there in Nanzhai, and a falling rain plate seemed a little weak.

"You said earlier that there is a soil Guanyin under the wall of Hanguan, but this appearance?" Sun Congyi squatted down and pinched out a handful of soil, which was extremely similar to the soil Guanyin.

Seeing Liu Xiaoyi nodding, Sun Congyi smashed the soil and scattered it back to the ground, shook his head a little helplessly and said, "I can't hide from what I should come, it depends on our two brothers desperately coming back!"

Liu Junzheng picked up his bags and walked towards the south, saying as he walked: "Go to the Great Wilderness to find him first, you can't do things without him, and I don't know if he drinks all year round, whether he was drowned by the rain, let's hurry up and go!"

Others heard the clouds and mountains and fog cover, as if they understood not to understand and followed them to the direction of the great wilderness, in addition to the flat road of Hanguan, some are steep places, mountain and forest paths, cliffs and cliffs can actually come and go freely, but a large number of carriages and horses, but only Hanguan one road can be selected.

The people who often live at the junction of the two places know this kind of road well, and everyone follows Liu Junzheng to turn left and right, and even through the Southern Wilderness, they come to the boundary outside Kyushu.

In fact, the Great Wilderness Royal Court only controlled a part of the vast Great Wilderness, and the place where Liu Junzheng went did not belong to the royal court, but to the Chu land.

Thousands of years ago, it was unified by the Chu State, and thousands of tribes submitted to the Chu State, and over time it was also called the Chu Land with the country, although the regime changed many times in the following time, but it is still the Chu State today.

Compared with the royal court, the state of Chu was better at governing the country, and kept this barren land in good order, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, even if there was friction with Hanguan, but it was limited to the contact of small forces.

The previous Iron Dynasty wanted to unite the Chu State several times and put the Great Wilderness Royal Court to death, but the Chu State did not give a reply for a long time, and the tribes living on the border had contacts with the people of the Southern Wilderness.

Although Liu Junzheng and the two of them knew how to make the rain plate and the wind bead, they didn't have this skill, and the reason why they came to Chudi was to find an old friend, the caster Duan Jiuli.

Many craftsmen in Chu made a lot of fine equipment to improve the living environment, and before everyone could get close to the tribe's village, they could already see the towering windmill and the water rocker erected in the stream.

The Great Wilderness is said to be arid and barren, not all places are boring and uninhabitable, and there will be a water source that can satisfy life near every tribal gathering place.

The heavy rain continued for several days, causing the stream to swell, but fortunately, the land was dry and not yet full, and there was no flood here for the time being, but the people on the street were buying equipment to protect from the wind and rain.

They haven't encountered such a big fish for decades, and of course there are no oil-paper umbrellas and clothes at home, so the traders in the street shops see the right time to put these utensils on the shelves and make a lot of money.

No matter where gold and silver treasures go, they are hard currency, and with Liu Xiaoyi, a hidden rich man, why worry about having no money? After shuttling between the mountains and forests for a few days, everyone has long been tired, so while it is still early, they will stay in an inn on the side of the street of this tribe to rest their legs.

Liu Jun is going out to say hello to his old friend first, this foundry master is skilled, and it is inevitable that he will have a strange temper, so he has to say it in advance, so as not to eat the closed door.

The upper floor of this inn is a guest room, and the front door is a restaurant that provides food, Lu Haoran finally waited until he could show his skills, shook off his cheeks, lifted his back molars, and ate eighteen bowls of brown rice, which was amazing!

Liu Xiaoyi's face was gloomy, and without saying a word, he silently sandwiched the dishes, Meng Qiaoqiao moved to the side, unwilling to sit next to Lu Haoran.

"Brother Lu, what an appetite! I admire it!" The lunch was small, he had finished drinking tea, and Lu Haoran had not stopped talking.

"The food here doesn't taste bad! it's more flavorful than over there, and another bowl!"

The sound of chewing made all the diners embarrassed, thinking about where the starving ghost came from, and he was in a good mood on a rainy day, but he wouldn't eat like this, right?

The shopkeeper walked up to him with a frown and whispered, "This master, the rice in our back kitchen is not cooked yet, can you wait for a while?"

Lu Haoran put down the dishes and chopsticks and wiped his mouth, and responded a little depressedly: "I'm eating on the head, why is it gone? I see that your shop is not small." ”

"My own grandfather, you don't look at your old man's amount of food, the four pots in the back can't catch up with your mouth. The man smiled bitterly, "The other guests also have to eat, and there is no food." ”

"That's right! Little old man, I'm alone, I ordered two dishes and watched them for a long time, it turned out that you had eaten them all, make room for free, let me eat two bites!" As he was talking, an old man came over with two plates of dishes, squeezed a vacant seat beside Lu Haoran and sat firmly, and ate with chopsticks.

While eating, he muttered: "Follow the rice bucket closer, and eat more!"

Seeing this, Lu Haoran asked a little unhappily: "I said old man, where are you from?

The old man laughed, and the smell of tobacco erupted from his yellow teeth: "I don't know where it came from, how can that mud bodhisattva be broken, I can be clear! Although the wind and rain master can control the wind and rain, he can't break the mud man!" said with a salallow finger, pointing at Sun Congyi.

Liu Xiaoyi hurriedly called the guy in the shop and said, "Bring your best dish to the same one, there is no shortage of gold and silver!"

This old-timer is also not polite, he earned a full meal in a few words, he and Lu Haoran ate and drank, eating from noon to afternoon, the old man was unwilling to put down the dishes and chopsticks, and sighed.

"It's not okay to be old if you don't accept it, you're still young and promising! This little brother can eat and drink, and his skills are not ordinary! I'm convinced of the old age!"

Lu Haoran waved his hand, wiping the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, but he was also modest: "Where does the old man say, I admire it even more for such an appetite at such an age! But I don't know who your surname is and what you call it?"

"The old man's surname is Chen, and he hasn't said it for decades, so I really can't remember it. After a long hesitation, the old man remembered his name.

It doesn't matter what you hear, Sun Congyi's chopsticks are a little trembling, I have heard that there is a half-immortal in Beizhai Bridge, whether it is a wedding or a funeral or a long trip, before that, I have done everything possible to find this half-immortal and count a hexagram, and the half-immortal seems to be called Chen Gan.

Sun Congyijin was calm and calm, and asked, "The old man is the half-immortal in the mouth of the big guy?

How can he dare to have such an honorific title in the rivers and lakes, how can he be a busy person? Chen Geng usually sees the head and the end of the dragon, and it is difficult for others to find him, and he is the only one who wants to find others.

Chen Gan pulled open the dishes and laid out a strange map on the table with chicken bones.

Everyone circled around, and after looking at it for a long time, they didn't see anything ugly, so Sun Congyi asked: "Dare to ask the seniors what this means? Tu Guanyin sealed the five elements of the wasteland in Hanguan, and this time it needs to be resealed in the land of the five elements, and this map is related to the seal?"

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were powerful people who used the reverse five elements to seal the great array and suppress the chaotic aura seal of the five elements, which led to today's wasteland.

Hanguan was built here by mistake, and after being smashed by the stone turtle, the seal of the water line and the earth line was unraveled, and the seal of the five elements was broken in reverse.

Chen Yan pointed at the chicken bones with chopsticks, and explained to everyone: "Boy, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other, it's easy to repair the sealing formation, but the soil brought by the heavy rain has blocked the eight veins of the wasteland, but it's difficult to do!"

The eight veins of the Qi Sutra are generally used to refer to the key points of the meridians in the human body, and the cultivators basically have to open the meridians first, so that the qi and blood can be unimpeded before they can continue to cultivate, and the ground also has the eight veins, once the eight veins are blocked, the consequences are unimaginable.

Although Sun Congyi knew some of the mysteries, he only listened to the oral tradition of the older generation of wind and rain masters, but he had never seen this so-called reverse five elements array, he only knew the name of Tuguanyin, and the location of the eyes of the Tuxing and Shuixing arrays, and did not understand what the eight veins were.

The half-immortal in front of him, who didn't look like an old beggar, told the complicated history: "The land of eight veins, looking at the current situation of the disaster, it shouldn't be a big problem, let's divide the troops into two ways and set off immediately, and strive to solve it in seven days!"

"Old man, do you know how to dredge the eight veins?" Liu Xiaoyi asked in a fog when he heard it, and he didn't understand it.

Chen Yan smashed the small bamboo pole to the ground, and said smugly: "When it comes to other decays, they may not have any ability, but on this alone, there are few people in Chudi who dare to argue with me!"

As he was talking, a small guy suddenly ran in from outside the store, looking at whose domestic servant it should be, and before he arrived at the store, he shouted first: "Who is Sun Congyi? Who is Sun Congyi?"

When Sun Congyi heard this, he beckoned and replied, "I am Sun Congyi, I don't know who you are?"

"Woe to you, woe to you, your friend and my master have been taken away, hurry up and save people!" pleaded the servant with a crying voice.