The Yuzhou Evil Shrine was destroyed, what did the Emperor of the People think, Chen Jiu didn't know, he had now returned to his own territory, Leyang Realm, and declared his retreat.

In retreat, Chen Jiu is indeed in retreat, and when he has cultivated to his realm, he can only comprehend heaven and earth, and gradually transcend this heaven and earth by relying on his continuous and clear understanding of heaven and earth.

After thousands of years, the luck of humanity gradually recovered, but there was no movement between the demon race and the barbarians, and the strong people of the human race were very strange, and the panic in their hearts became more and more serious.

The thirteen state capitals of the Great Zhou Dynasty were so strong that the hundred clans could not raise their heads.

Yongzhou is one of the thirteen state capitals of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"The weather is dry and dry, be careful of the candles" The people patrolling the streets of Yongzhou kept knocking with bangs in their hands.

Indeed, this year in Yongzhou has been exceptionally hot.

Where is the ancient star sun hanging in the sky, the space changes, it looks like the sun rises and the moon sets, but in fact, it is just the sun's energy fluctuations are too strong, distorting the surrounding space, and everyone sees the illusion.

The heat of the sun, coupled with the absence of a trace of moisture in the dry air, makes the mind more and more irritating.

Neighbors sit under big trees, talking about the weather.

"The weather in Yongzhou this year is really strange, it stands to reason that the summer has passed, why is the weather still so hot," said an old man whose teeth were about to fall out.

Another old man in a broken coat was sweating: "The weather is so hot, sitting here is sweating constantly, not to mention going to the mountains to work, and I haven't walked to the mountains yet, I'm afraid I'm going to get dehydrated."

"It's just that the weather is so abnormal, and I don't know why the monks of the imperial court haven't come to pray for rain."

"I heard that the previous emperor didn't canonize a four dragon kings of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, why don't you see these four gods doing things to drive away the heat?" and some people complained.

The whole of Yongzhou is in a major drought. It's as if the sun and star are suddenly spilling endless light here, how can people stand it?

Yongzhou Academy, a cadre of students is surging with righteousness. But there is no moisture in the sky, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. There is not even water vapor, how do you want them to rain.

"Have you ever told the imperial court?" asked the great power of Yongzhou Academy.

A scholar nodded: "Sir, rest assured, the information in the academy has long been written to the imperial court."

"Yongzhou has never encountered such a big drought for thousands of years, I'm afraid that something is wrong, everyone should take precautions, such as today's great changes, the climate is dry, and the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have run out. It must be suppressed with the power of thunder, "a great Confucian in the hand of the pen is surging with righteousness, and righteousness lasts forever."

"My Confucianism has been prosperous for thousands of years, becoming the mainstream of the heavens, and now is the critical moment, don't be careless and negligent, provoke the basket but no one cleans up, the bad things are small, and the bad my Confucianism is big"

Yongzhou Prefecture, the state capital, sat there quietly, although sweating profusely. But it has its own calm bearing, as if the heat has no effect on it.

"Butler, has the imperial court ever replied?" the state capital's voice was slightly hoarse. Apparently sweating too much and lacking moisture in the body.

"Master, there is little news from the imperial court, I'm afraid that I don't pay attention to the drought in Yongzhou at all" An old man with a thin figure and a housekeeper's hat stood behind the state capital.

The state government closed his eyes slightly: "What are those guys in the court doing to eat, what does the prince say?"

A county seat in Yongzhou has a prince canonized by the first emperor, which is the fief of the prince.

"The prince said to wait for the reply of the imperial court," the butler said.

At this time, a slave ran in in a panic: "Master, it's not good. Oh no, something big is wrong."

"Why are you so flustered?" the state government retorted.

The servant calmed down slightly, "My lord." According to the monitoring of the scholars of the academy, most of the vegetation in Yongzhou is shrinking. For example, the sand on the ground is gradually drying out, and the water source is constantly draining, and I am afraid that it will not last long before it will dry up."

"What" The lord of the state capital sat on the chair dizzily when he heard this, and then stroked his hat: "Once the water source dries up, my Yongzhou will inevitably be in chaos, and the turmoil of the human race will begin."

"Why hasn't the imperial court responded?, hurry up and send the urgent information to the three princes Wumu," the state lord gritted his teeth and said.

"My lord, this is not in accordance with the etiquette law, Kong is suspected of overstepping, when the emperor asks for guilt, we can't eat and walk around," the butler said cautiously.

"When is this coming, it doesn't matter if you exceed it or not, if it goes on like this, there will definitely be Fang Immortal Dao monks who instigate the refugees to rebel, and when the time comes, not only will our lives be lost, but even the Nine Clans will be difficult to preserve" The state lord patted the table: "Go and tell me quickly, don't delay."

"Yes" The housekeeper had no choice but to arrange for someone to deliver the letter.

In the afternoon, a soldier rode the Wind Thunder Beast and galloped away in the direction of Shangjing.

In Yongzhou, a large mountain towers into the clouds, and the mountains are full of dense jungles.

A man and a woman stood there, like immortals in the clouds.

"Senior brother, the master sent a message to me to wait here to stop the Yongzhou messenger to help the prince act, I don't know when this Yongzhou messenger will come," the woman said a little impatiently.

The senior brother held a folding fan in his hand, and with a gentle fan, the coolness came to his face, and the feeling of irritability suddenly disappeared: "Senior sister, don't worry, we just have nothing to do, just wait patiently here."

As he was talking, the senior brother's ears moved: "Senior sister, I was still chattering just now, but I didn't expect it to come."

"It's the wind and thunder beast of Yongzhou," the woman said as she looked at the figure at the foot of the mountain.

"Are you sure it's him?" the man said earnestly.

"That's right, the messengers in Yongzhou all use wind and thunder beasts, and now the prince's plan has not yet been revealed, the court has not taken precautions, we have a heart or not, there is absolutely no reason to miss."

After finishing speaking, the woman waved her hand, and countless mountain rocks were picked up by a gust of wind, and fell from the sky with a roar, and the wind and thunder beast had to stop.

"Huh~~~" The messenger tightly strangled the wind and thunder beast, looked up to the sky and shouted: "I am the messenger of Yongzhou, who dares to stop me, hinder the major affairs of the court, and not be afraid of the emperor of the people?"

"I don't know if the emperor will condemn or not, I only know that your life is going to be gone" As the man spoke, countless grass, trees and leaves flew out of thin air, like sharp arrows off the string, and the air whistled towards the messenger.

Those who can be messengers are not ordinary people, but first-class good hands.

The letter of the court is top secret, and the person who sends the letter must not only be loyal to the court, but also have good skills in order to protect the letter.

The "Roar of a Thousand Armies" messenger was from the army, and with a roar, his blood boiled, and the spell attached to the grass and trees instantly became invalid and fell to the ground.

"Good, good, good means, worthy of being a master in the army, the evil spirit is strong" The man clapped his hands, and the next moment countless thorns surged up on the ground, the man could dodge, but the wind and thunder beast was caught off guard and became a sieve eye.

The "bold" man angrily reprimanded, without a mount, his letter could not be sent to Beijing in the Year of the Monkey, this letter is related to the lives of countless people, and it must not be delayed.

The man roared angrily, his body was as light as a swallow, he stepped on the trees in the mountain, rose in the air, and killed the two monks on the top of the mountain.

"Hmph" The woman snorted, and the plain white silk extended infinitely, through the layers of dense branches and leaves, and hit the man's chest.

The man's fingers suddenly pierced into his palm, and the next moment blood flew out.

The sound of "tearing" sulfuric acid poured onto the skin sounded.

That drop of blood is like sulfuric acid, and that cloth and silk are like skin, the two collide, the martial artist's blood is pure yang, and the power of restraint on the monk's magic weapon is the greatest, and the magic weapon will be temporarily abolished at once, and it needs to be cleaned with mana before it can be used again.

The next moment, the man grabbed the ribbon and tugged at it suddenly.

The other end of the ribbon was tied to the woman's wrist and waist.

The woman flew up out of thin air and fell down the mountain.

Shooting from the magic weapon, the messenger used the power of pure yang qi and blood to destroy the magic weapon, and then dragged the woman down, but in the blink of an eye.

"Senior sister" the senior brother shouted, and a wind blade flew out of his palm, slashing at the messenger's wrist: "Let go."

This confrontation is very fast, and it makes people's brains a little unable to keep up with their thoughts.

The falling rocks startled the birds in the jungle to flutter their wings and rush into the surrounding wilderness.

"Good means, the Great Zhou army is really talented, and a small messenger has such a means, which is really terrifying."

New Ideas Chinese Network, the first hand-typed text version. New domain name, new beginning!Faster updates, free download in all eBook formats.