Although the Water Gathering Technique was only a low-level method, it was still a big burden for these monks to use it so frequently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the time came to the afternoon, Chen Yuan saw that one after another monks began to fall to the ground, replenishing and recovering their spiritual power.

In the end, only the leading woman in white was left in the sky, still performing the trick of gathering water at that moment.

In the next few days, it was obvious that perhaps due to the overdrawing of their bodies due to the excessive use of spells, the time for these monks to fly in mid-air became shorter and shorter, and the time to recover from landing became longer and longer.

After another two days, even the woman in white, who had cultivated to an obvious height, couldn't hold on, and had to fall down to rest.

But their efforts these days can still see some results.

The fertile fields in the east of the city, which are nearly 100 miles in radius, have been watered and rejuvenated.

But at this moment, people's gratitude to the monks of the Chengtian Sect began to change unconsciously.

"Why do they only water the land in the east of the city, and why don't they take care of my land in the west of the city?" someone complained.

"Maybe the land in the east of the city is more fertile, and it will be more valuable to salvage it. Another speculated.

"Fart, my land is also fertile," the man who spoke before retorted, "I tell you, the reason why they only water the eastern side of the city is because it belongs to the city lord's mansion!"

"What kind of compassionate and compassionate saints don't only care about their own selfish interests?"

The sound of the dispute that happened to his ears made Chen Yuan smile, not suffering from widowhood but unevenness, from ancient times to the present, everything is the same.

There was already a dark tide surging in the city, and Chen Yuan believed that these words of complaint would sooner or later reach the ears of those monks who lived in the City Lord's Mansion.

Presumably, the mental damage caused by this lack of understanding is more unbearable than the physical exhaustion.

Sure enough, the next day the other eight monks did not reappear.

The City Lord's Mansion said to the outside world that the eight immortal masters needed to recuperate, but Chen Yuan knew that it was more likely that the eight people were not at fault and were making trouble.

Only the white-clothed saintess was left in mid-air, and her solitary figure seemed extremely lonely.

For some reason, looking at her, Chen Yuan suddenly remembered the allusion of Jingwei reclamation, this holy woman named Mu Xiyan was the same as the daughter of the legendary Emperor of Heaven, stubborn and stubborn.

For a while, Chen Yuan admired her a little.

It's just that this mere admiration is obviously no match for Chen Yuan's desire to get the spirit stone to heal his injuries.

Another three days passed, and Mu Xiyan's figure finally did not appear again, she had already run out of oil and dried up, to the point where she had to stop.

However, Chen Yuan knew that the time he was waiting for had come.

Only in the most difficult times can the charcoal fire be the greatest value.

"I want to ask to see the Holy Maiden of the Chengtian Sect. ”

Coming to the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Yuan said directly.

Where did you come from, wild boy, how can Her Highness the Holy Maiden be seen when you say you can see it? The guard guarding the door looked at Chen Yuan with disdain, and was about to reprimand.

Chen Yuan guessed what he was thinking, and blocked the words of his refusal.

Looking back, the dog remnant adults who followed behind him understood, and smashed it with a small bag of spirit stones in his mouth.

At the same time, Chen Yuan said: "I have a way to alleviate this drought. ”

With a short hand, and knowing that what Chen Yuan said was the most urgent thing at the moment, the guard's refusal could not be spoken.

But seeing that Chen Yuan was young and a cripple with no hands at all, he couldn't connect Chen Yuan with the power that could drive away the drought.

Chen Yuan saw his hesitation, and pointed out: "You go and report it first, and tell the holy woman what I just said, whether you see it or not, it's up to her to decide." ”

The guard nodded, and went into the house to report on his own.

Chen Yuan didn't wait too long, and the guard came back, looking at Chen Yuan with a complicated expression, bringing the news that Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden agreed to see him.

Chen Yuan's expression was calm, and he was not surprised by this result.

Now, I am afraid, this is the time when the Holy Maiden is at her most depressed, as long as she knows that there is a cure for the drought, even if there may be little hope for it, she will not easily miss it.

When Chen Yuan saw Mu Xiyan, she was sitting on a chair, kneading her temples.

This is the first time Chen Yuan has seen her appearance clearly.

In Chen Yuan's opinion, Mu Xiyan's appearance is not amazing, and in terms of beauty alone, it is inferior to Yun Qian's girl.

But she has an inexplicable temperament.

Even though she looked very tired now, Chen Yuan could still feel the unique temperament on her body.

This temperament is not aggressive and rejects people thousands of miles away, but it is like a hollow valley and a bright moon, which makes people ashamed of themselves.

Of course, Chen Yuan is an exception.

He doesn't have a penchant for kneeling and licking goddesses......

At this time, Mu Xiyan, who had been in a trance, finally discovered Chen Yuan's existence.

With a light snort, Mu Xiyan said in that crisp voice: "It's rude, Xiyan was a little distracted just now, and I didn't notice your arrival." ”

When he said this, Mu Xiyan also secretly looked at Chen Yuan.

Mu Xiyan's gaze was naturally first attracted by Chen Yuan's broken arm, but her gaze did not stay on Chen Yuan's injury for too long, just a flash.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Chen Yuan's face, but the young and handsome face made Mu Xiyan slightly stunned.

Then, feeling that there was no aura in Chen Yuan's body, Mu Xiyan's heart couldn't help but feel a little lost, and his brows furrowed slightly.

If they are young and have not cultivated themselves, will such a person have a way to alleviate the drought?

In Mu Xiyan's heart, she already regarded Chen Yuan as the kind of disciple who was looking for an excuse to get close to her.

was already tired, and was teased by people with the things she cared about the most, Mu Xiyan was a little impatient no matter how good her temper was.

didn't want to entangle with the person in front of him any more, Mu Xiyan was no longer polite, just asked, "You said you have a way to relieve the drought?"

Of course, Chen Yuan could hear that Mu Xiyan's tone was not very good, but he could guess some of the reasons.

In addition, he originally came here to sell his own methods, everything is just a business, as long as a deal is reached in the end, Chen Yuan will not care what the other party's attitude is.

Therefore, Chen Yuan just smiled and pulled out a rope from his chest with his teeth, and a small bottle of powder hung from under the rope.

Chen Yuan looked at the bottle of powder and asked, "I don't know, has Mu Shengnu ever heard of artificial rainfall?"

"Artificial, rain?"

Mu Xiyan looked at the vial of powder, her expression full of suspicion.