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Murong Ziying snorted coldly: "You still have me as a senior uncle in your eyes, I don't know when I ordered you to go down the mountain to do errands! If it weren't for your uncle's face, I would ......"

Han Lingsha saw that he was about to get angry again, and hurriedly smiled: "Ziying~ Don't be angry first, didn't you say that the disciples of the Qionghua faction should help the needy?

Meng Zhi nodded and said: "That's right! Now that we are not in the Qionghua faction, we don't want to use the Qionghua faction, what kind of uncle, uncle, I have calloused ears when I hear it!"

Murong Ziying turned around and said, "Senior Uncle, you ......"

"Alas, I've said it all!

“...... Alright!"

Yuntian Hedao: "Ziying, you should take a good look at the situation here now! ”

When Murong Ziying heard this, the expression on his face eased slightly, and he said coldly: "Although this move is pitiful, it is different from going down the mountain without permission. After speaking, ignoring Han Lingsha's dissatisfied muttering, he turned around and saluted the village chief, and asked, "Old man, Murong Ziying is a disciple of the Kunlun Qionghua Sect. Can you tell us why this village is so dry? If we can help, we will definitely be duty-bound. ”

The village chief was surprised and delighted, as if he suddenly saw where the hope was: "You, you are really people from Xianshan, this is really God has mercy on us!" sighed, starting from the beginning of the matter, and said to Murong Ziying: "Alas, speaking of which, this is also a long time ago. At that time, our crescent village used to be a beautiful oasis, and a crescent river flowed down from Kunlun Mountain, feeding the whole village. At the source of the river there is also a forest, which is not very large, but it grows very luxuriantly. However, in my grandfather's generation, many people from the Central Plains who were doing business came to the village, saying that the forest was the legendary 'Kunlun Sacred Tree', and that it could be sold for a good price after being cut down, and encouraged us to cut down the tree......"

Han Lingsha was shocked when she heard this: "That, that's a holy tree, how can you cut it?!"

The village chief sighed and said, "Yes, alas, if only everyone thought like the girl." Unfortunately, at that time, although the priests in the village strongly objected, everyone else wanted to become as rich as the merchants of the Central Plains, and finally agreed to cut down the trees...... After those trees fell, the water of the Crescent River slowly dried up...... Everyone in the village regretted it, and tried many ways to restore the water source, and even built a new altar to pray to the heavens, but to no avail, the gods were already enraged...... In recent years, the Crescent River has dried up completely, and many people have died of serious illnesses due to lack of water. There are also young and strong people who left here and wanted to live elsewhere, but never came back...... "The more I talked, the more sad I became, and in the end there was only an endless sigh.

Murong Ziying also sighed and said, "Old man, why don't you move to other places as well?" What's more, with the current conditions, it is really not suitable to settle. ”

The village chief shook his head and said, "Alas, I haven't thought about the idea of moving away. However, how can the orphans and widows in the village withstand the long journey...... What's more, Crescent Village is a place where our ancestors have settled down for generations, and as the village head, can't I even keep this homeland......"

Han Lingsha was very anxious when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "Then, isn't there any other way?"

The village chief sighed: "There is a way, I heard the old priest who has passed away said that there is a treasure called 'Water Spirit Bead' in this world, as long as there is it, the water source can be restored, and everything will change back to its original appearance." However, where can I find this peerless treasure......

Murong Ziying was groaning, and when she heard this, her eyes lit up, and she said happily: "Old man, are you sure that the Water Spirit Bead can work?"

The village chief nodded affirmatively: "That's right, that's what the old priest told me. ”

Liu Mengli listened to Zi Ying's anger, and seemed to have some hope in this matter, and asked anxiously: "Uncle Shi, do you know something?"

Murong Ziying nodded and said happily: "If it is a water spirit bead, then there is a glimmer of hope, because it is the treasure of this sect!"

When Yun Tianhe heard this, the three of them were all overjoyed. The village chief was more like a terminally ill and incurable person who suddenly saw the panacea, ecstatic and as if in a dream, his old face swelled with hope, he grabbed Ziying's hands tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "You, what you said is true?"

Murong Ziying nodded solemnly and said widely: "Old man, please rest assured, wait for me to be in charge and see if I can borrow the Water Spirit Bead." The old priest should be right, the water spirit bead is the treasure of the world, I believe that with the power of the water spirit, it will be able to revive the source of the river and make this place regain its former vitality......" After speaking, he also untied his water bag and dry food, put it on the table, and said: "Old man, let's leave this water and food here first, and then go back to the faction to inform the head of the sect about this, please wait for the news." ”

The village chief was so grateful that he thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you! You are indeed the messengers of the gods! To meet you, the gods really did not abandon us!"

Seeing the village chief and Ulan leaving, Meng Wei spoke: "Even if the Qionghua faction has water spirit beads, I am afraid they will not lend them out, what is the important treasure of the sect? Since it is the treasure of the town faction, how can it be lent out so easily, wouldn't it damage the prestige of the Qionghua faction?"

Hearing this, Murong Ziying couldn't help but beat a drum secretly in her heart, and said, "This ......"

Liu Mengli also said anxiously: "If that's the case, then what?"

Meng Xuan shook his head and said: "According to me, they are self-inflicted, since the gods have punished them like this, it is better to move away, the water spirit bead is unwilling to borrow but the disciples can always be dispatched, I think the best way is to migrate collectively with the help of the Qionghua faction!"

Everyone was silent for a long time, and Murong Ziying said: "I still want to give it a try, if it doesn't work, I'm using the suggestion of the little planter!"

Seeing that there was no further ado, everyone immediately flew back to the Qionghua faction, and when they walked to the door, they saw that the guards had changed two disciples, and they all showed dissatisfied expressions on their faces when they saw Han Lingsha coming. Fortunately, the five of them were in a hurry, and no one noticed. In the blink of an eye, the five of them had returned to the gate of Qionghua Palace, Murong Ziying asked Yun Tianhe and the other three to wait outside the hall, and he and Xiao Jiao stood at the door, bowed forward, and said loudly: "Master, the disciple and the uncle are presumptuous, and they have something important to ask to see!" (To be continued.) )