Seeing the Dragon King, Shi Bufan's only gain was to know that this matter was not simple.

The evil demons that caused the great drought were not simple, and even the dragon king was afraid of three points.

How horrible it must be!

Shi Bufan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He originally wanted to meddle in his affairs and let the old woman and the people of the Dafeng tribe get out of the sea of suffering, but when he thought about it, he was a little overwhelmed.

But turning a blind eye and leaving, Shi Bufan was unwilling.

He didn't dare to forget the old fool's earnest teachings.

"Forget it, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven!" Shi Bufan muttered to himself, then picked up the bucket and flew south.

On the bank of the Konghe River, the sky is boiling.

People knelt down and worshipped for a long time, and when they saw Shi Bufan flying over, they shouted "immortals" one after another.

They didn't hear the conversation between Shi Bufan and the Dragon King, but when they saw that Shi Bufan and the Dragon King were "talking and laughing", and they could still ride the clouds, they naturally thought that Shi Bufan was a god.

"Immortals wait! Immortals wait!"

Feng Bo continued to crawl and chase after him, but he was a mortal who could keep up with the clouds, and after a while, he couldn't see Shi Bufan.

Shi Bufan flew all the way back to the Dafeng tribe and poured the last two buckets of water into the vat.

A full tank, and half a barrel remaining.

The old woman smiled from ear to ear and thanked her again and again.

"Child, it's getting late, stay for a meal, mother-in-law will make you something to eat!"

Shi Bufan looked up at the sky, saw that the sun was setting, and he was hungry again, so he immediately agreed, "Thank you, mother-in-law!"

The old woman was old and worked very neatly, and immediately went into the stove room to get busy.

When it gets dark, the food is all out of the pot and the aroma is permeating.

The old woman made four dishes and one soup, and steamed a pot of steamed buns, which was quite extravagant.

Shi Bufan was also not polite, and devoured his heart's content.

Night.

Shi Bufan picked up water for a day and was exhausted, so he built a wooden bed in the old woman's house for one night.

He sat down cross-legged, and in a moment began to settle down.

At the same time, separate thoughts into the small wooden statue.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in Kunlun Mountain.

Crunch crunch!

Shi Bufan manipulated the wooden statue and walked to the old confused room.

The old fool was meditating, heard a crunching sound, and knew that Shi Bufan was coming.

"Apprentice, what's the matter?"

Shi Bufan was not in the mood to greet him, so he went straight to the point and told the drought of the Dafeng tribe.

After hearing this, the old fool also frowned, "There is such a thing! I know the Dragon King of the Konghe River, he is an earth immortal who keeps to himself, and he will never deliberately prohibit rain and cause a drought." ”

"Could there be evil things?

Shi Bufan has always had this guess, but he can't confirm it, and the Dragon King won't say anything.

The old fool sighed and said worriedly: "If there is an evil thing that is causing trouble, you must be extremely careful. Remember Master's words, it is important to eliminate evil spirits and be peaceful, but you must first save your own life!"

"Yes, Master. ”

The old fool instructed a few more words, so that Shi Bufan should not act rashly, if he found traces of evil demons, inform the old fool first, and then he reported to the Heavenly Palace, please go to the immortal to deal with it.

Shi Bufan agreed.

"By the way, is there any news of the little fox girl?" asked the old fool.

Shi Bufan said "ashamed" and told the truth.

He chased all the way, not even seeing half a shadow of Xiangxin, and asked some mortals along the way to no avail.

The only clue is "Shenmu City", but it is still unknown whether this ethereal place exists or not.

Finding someone in the world is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, everything Xiangxin said may be fake, such as Shenmu City, such as her name, and even her appearance.

The old fool didn't blame, let Shi Bufan take his time, don't be in a hurry.

The thousand-year-old immortal grass is precious, but it is nothing in the eyes of the old fool, and the important thing is that the experience stone is extraordinary.

......

Put away your thoughts.

Shi Bufan meditated and rested.

Although he didn't get substantial help from the old fool, a conversation strengthened Shi Bufan's determination.

He came to the world to experience, and if he dodged everything and was afraid of harming himself, then he would still experience a ghost! Besides, it was not in his character to cower and cower.

After making up his mind, Shi Bufan suddenly had a clear idea.

He was going to investigate first and find out the cause of the drought.

When he encounters a powerful demon that he can't deal with, he doesn't have to fight with it, just let the old fool invite the immortals to come, and he can still get merit, isn't it beautiful!

What's more, there is a "reinforced iron bone talisman" protective body, and Shi Bufan can protect himself at any time.

Following.

He got up early and searched around the Dafeng tribe, intending to look for traces of demons.

Unfortunately, the whole day was nothing.

was depressed, Shi Bufan saw someone.

This person looked anxious, and shouted "immortals" in his mouth, and he rushed over, it was the patriarch of the Dafeng tribe, Feng Bo.

"Immortal, I found you!"

Fonternard bowed, "Immortals, please save us!"

Shi Bufan embarrassedly helped him up, "I'm not an immortal, just a cultivator. ”

He never said that he was a demon in front of people, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

After coming to the world for a while, he also became shrewd.

"You can ride the clouds and fog, and talk to the dragon king of Konghe, you must be an immortal! It must be an immortal!" Feng Bo didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, anyway, he decided that Shi Bufan was an immortal.

In fact, it is just grasping a life-saving straw and giving yourself hope.

Shi Bufan couldn't help it, so he let him call.

"Immortal, can you admire your face and go to my house for a while?" Feng Bo nodded and invited.

Shi Bufan hesitated and nodded.

He was about to ask Feng Bo about the ins and outs of the great drought, and maybe he could find clues to the evil things.

Feng Bo was immediately overjoyed and led Shi Bufan to the corner of the tribe.

This guy is worthy of being the patriarch, the courtyard where he lives is wide and wide, up to ten ordinary courtyards, and the courtyard walls around him are made of stone bricks.

Entering the courtyard, a number of cylindrical houses come into view, some are tall and some are short, some are large and some are small. The larger ones are used as the main hall or dormitory, and the smaller ones are used for some miscellaneous items or for the people to live in.

After all, Feng Bo is the head of a family, and his family has a big business, so he hired more than a dozen servants to take care of food and daily life, and there are four Liba who specialize in carrying water, and they carry water back and forth to the family every day.

The life of the Dafeng tribe is miserable, but this patriarch is an exception, at least he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking.

"Immortals, drink water!"

Entering the main hall and sitting, Feng Bo hurriedly asked the maid to bring the kettle and pour water for Shi Bufan.

In the Dafeng tribe, water is more valuable than gold.

Fengbo welcomes guests with water, which can be said to be quite "extravagant".

"Immortal, can you reveal what you said to Lord Dragon King yesterday, did you give rain to our Dafeng tribe?" Feng Bo asked worriedly.

Shi Bufan smiled awkwardly and told the truth, "I asked the Dragon King why he didn't give you rain, but he refused to say anything, and he didn't know when it would rain." ”

"Patriarch, that's why you have lifted me, I am not an immortal, and I can't get into the eyes of the dragon king at all. ”

Feng Bo's face was obviously disappointed, but he was still in awe of Shi Bufan, "If the immortals can speak to the Dafeng tribe, we will be content, alas, the will of heaven is so!"

As he spoke, Feng Bo cupped his forehead, feeling dizzy.

Shi Bufan's arrival gave him and the whole clan a lot of hope, but as a result, the hope came to naught, and Feng Bo was exhausted, and it took a while to recover.