Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, months of hard work and pre-planning, Zhao Kunyuan is still uncertain about next year's catastrophe. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNow that Wutai and Emei have almost completely turned their faces, the three immortals and the two old clubs have left the East China Sea, and they have gathered in Ningbi Cliff one by one, so they naturally want to find an excuse to take action against Wutai. Emei's hole cards have not yet been exhausted, and Buddhism is fully supported, and the Wutai faction can be described as struggling, only to occupy the righteous name, or to suspend the disaster.

Along the way, Zhao Kunyuan secretly calculated, and rushed to Wuding Island in the Beihai Sea with Mu Lu Muhan to visit the Trapped Ancestor. Since that day, Zhao Kunyuan and his entourage in Beihai met Zen Master Xiaoyue and the Trapped-in Ancestor fighting, and came forward to resolve the grievances. Although he did not identify himself at that time, he had already guessed eight or nine based on the Dao behavior of the Empty Ancestor, but it was inconvenient to say.

Later, Wutai opened the mansion, and Zhao Kunyuan also invited him to watch the ceremony, and the two returned to the old friends. The Empty Ancestor also obeyed the Qing canon and became an elder of the sect. However, Zhao Kunyuan looked at his attitude, and was still a little hesitant between Emei and Wutai, and this trip was to strengthen his attitude.

Shi Shiran flew for several days and came to the empty island in the North Sea. Zhao Kunyuan did not hide the qi machine, the sword light traversed the sky, far and wide, and the island of the trap had long been known. By the time Zhao Kunyuan and Mu Han pressed the sword light, Ling Weisuo was already standing outside the hall to greet him.

Zhao Kunyuan saw that the Trapping Ancestor had not arrived, and he couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart, and asked directly, "Where is your master?"

Ling Weisuo's face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "Haihan, the real person in charge of teaching, has returned from Wutai, and the family teacher has been cultivating on the island, a few days ago, the little man of Tianganshan came to visit, and after a long conversation, he flew away together, and he has not returned, and the disciple does not know the inside story!"

Zhao Kunyuan sighed secretly, it seems that Emei has also begun to lay out, and he is still a little late. The little man of Tianqianshan and Emei have always been friends, and he has already made a stand in Wutai before, and at this time I don't know what he is doing when he comes to visit the Trapped-Void Ancestor, but he should probably be a lobbyist for Emei.

Thinking that there were other important things, and it was not good to stay empty for a long time on the empty island, he took out a piece of jade and said to Ling Weisu: "If your master comes back and personally hands over this thing to him, I hope he will be careful and don't forget the covenant of the day!"

Seeing that he said it lightly, Ling Weisuo's face was solemn, and his heart was worried, and he hurriedly took the jade slip respectfully.

Zhao Kunyuan took out another wooden box and said: "Originally, my master who came to visit me also asked him to refine the pill for me, your alchemy method of trapping the empty island is quite unique, I have recently obtained a lot of Zhu Guo, as well as the root of the Shou Wu, you are also a knowledgeable person, although it has a miraculous effect when taken directly, if it is concocted into medicine, it will be useful." You take good care of it first, and then hand it over to your master, and he will naturally understand how to deal with it!"

Ling Weisuo hurriedly took it again, thinking of a matter on his mind, he couldn't help frowning, and suddenly knelt down on his knees and said: "The master of the real person, the disciple has a matter on his mind, although he doesn't dare to trouble the master, he is just like a fish in his throat and does not vomit unpleasantly!"

Zhao Kunyuan thought of something, ordered Ling Wei Suo to get up, secretly calculated in his heart, and said with a smile: "Your child is also a good root, but the Empty Dao friend is hindered by his still a bad fate, and he is unwilling to be included in the door, you are relieved, so I will be the master and receive it under the Wutai Gate, as long as he works hard to practice in the future, there will be no earth immortal industry." ”

Ling Weisuo was overjoyed, and knelt down again to thank him.

Zhao Kunyuan knew that Lingqi was also a good qualification, and then bowed under Yue Wen's name and included it in Wutai, which can not only expand Wutai, but also have one less potential opponent, why not?

Leaving the Trap Island, Zhao Kunyuan and Mu Lu Muhan went straight to their homeland in the Central Plains.

As soon as he crossed the Hetao and entered the territory of Shaanxi, he saw that the situation was not good. Originally, in late autumn in October, chestnut dates hung fruit, and millet was fragrant, which should be a busy scene. Who knows that from Yan'an Mansion in northern Shaanxi to Tongchuan in the south, hundreds of miles are inhabited and the fields are scorched. Occasionally, I saw a few farmers who were also disgiving, and they were weak.

Seeing this, Zhao Kunyuan felt uneasy, so he pressed the sword light and found someone to inquire about the situation. Afraid that Mu Han would look scary, he asked him to hide away first.

I saw an old man half-sitting and half-lying in a thatched hut at the entrance of the village not far away, busy talking. The old man's eyebrows were white, his face was withered, his eyes were half-closed, and when he heard Zhao Kunyuan's greeting, he opened it slightly, and saw that he was dressed as a Taoist priest, clear and beautiful, and not clean, not like the appearance of everyone with a gray face, but a little bit of the posture of a master, but he was forced to get up and answer.

Zhao Kunyuan saw that he was weak and weak, so he hurriedly helped him to sit down.

The old abbot Fang Youyou said the reason, it was originally from the second year of Chongzhen, there was a civil uprising in northern Shaanxi, the official army and the civilian army fought back and forth here, and the people were already miserable, and the casualties were not counted. However, it is a locust drought for many years, at the beginning of the spring, most of the rain has not fallen for half a year, not to say that irrigating the acres of fields, even people and animals are very difficult to drink, only relying on a few small rivers nearby to barely maintain, once the heat has passed, the bottom of the river has also dried up. The young and strong mostly go to escape the famine, and because the old man is a lonely widow, he would rather starve to death in Zuqi than leave his hometown.

Zhao Kunyuan knew that during the Chongzhen period, the climate was impermanent, and there was almost no wind and rain to smooth the year. Although Emperor Ming was bent on cheering up, but God did not bless him, and the court was almost festering to the extreme, and he was in trouble both internally and externally, and finally failed, which was suffocating. However, the drought is a bit strange, and although there are clouds, it is difficult to cause rain.

Looking at the sad appearance of the old man, Zhao Kunyuan couldn't turn a blind eye, stayed out of the matter, and said to him: "Old man, the poor Dao has learned some spells, but he can also use some spells, and he can take water from the ground, but the amount of water is not much, wait for me to spell a spring here, you and the people in the village will stay behind, get through this difficulty first, and let me think of a good plan!"

When the Taiping Qingning Sword was taken out, a blue light went straight to the ground, and according to Zhao Kunyuan's thoughts, he looked down for the water vein. The Taiping Sword was originally born from the sword intent of the sage Qingping, which can nourish all things and biochemical civil engineering. Hundreds of thousands of zhang down, only to find a very small water source, which shows the severity of the drought. It is drawn from the ground, but it is no more than a finger-thick spring.

The old man saw that Zhao Kunyuan only had a little method, and he actually changed the spring water, and he was really a person among the immortals, who came here to rescue the common people, and was busy shouting the rest of the village, and bowed and worshipped.

Zhao Kunyuan was afraid that in order to avoid entanglement, he returned the salute and turned away. When I found Mu Han, I saw him with his eyes open, looked around, and hurriedly asked him why.

Mu Han said: "Can't the patriarch see that something is wrong? This great drought is not all due to heaven, but most of it is because of the drought. The disciple was born as a different kind of wood fish, and he can also be thousands of miles away from the ground when he initiates a fierce threat, and he can also be regarded as the same kind of drought fish, so he can quite sense its breath. It's just that it's not as good as an ancient demon like the drought, with a rude-shaped hair, walking on one foot, and being born with special abilities. ”。

Zhao Kunyuan only realized after listening to it, in the past when Song Zhenzong, the drought made a monster, exhausted the water of the salt pond, it is said that Zhang Tianshi invited the Emperor Guan Sheng, and the battle with it for seven days to subdue this demon.