Bai Jun ran into the human world to save the Lu family, not just to repay his kindness.
Lu Baosheng's kindness has been repaid long ago. He just saw that the Lu family has been offering incense for hundreds of years and generations. The couple are quite intelligent. Lu Yutang is smart in reading, but his father is in debt and died of a serious illness. His soul is lost. His wife, Mrs. Lu, is also quite intelligent and can take charge of the family's internal affairs and business.
There is a stream of Shaoyin Qi on the wooden fan left by Bai Jun, which can relieve Lu Yutang's heavy heart. It is only a matter of time before the Xiahe Lu family rises again.
In this world, dynasties may rise and fall overnight, but a thousand-year-old family will last forever.
Bai Jun wants to find a way out for himself in the human world. Although other aristocratic families are powerful, they are ruthless and unreasonable with him. Even with the help of Liu Xian's magical power, it is difficult for the other party to be sincere, and it will get into trouble.
Only by sincerely supporting him and having something called faith in his heart can Bai Jun find a way out with peace of mind.
Then Lu, who knew his roots well, became the best choice. In the years to come, Xiahe Lu Family will continue to prosper!
The days in the mountains are always so long and light. Although there is no joy and excitement, there is no sorrow or sadness either. There is a quiet sense of happiness in the ordinary.
But such years ended when Bai Jun was one hundred and eighty years old.
In the midsummer of this year, the sun in the sky is scorching and exuding its domineering power, and the blazing sunshine bakes everything.
The snakes in the mountains were hiding in the cracks of the caves, and the willow trees in the Snake King Valley were weakly drooping their branches and leaves into the pool. Qing Cang was tortured by such a poisonous sun day and night, and could only hide in the deepest part of the pool. Escape from the summer heat under the underground river.
Bai Jun's cultivation level is higher than Qing Cang's, and he still insists on practicing, but as soon as the sun rises, he will immediately retract to the bottom of the underground river.
This scorching heat lasted until May. Instead of easing, it became even more terrifying.
The vegetation in the mountain forests has withered and turned yellow, and the lush mountain forests in midsummer have all turned into a withered and desolate landscape.
The water level in the pool is getting lower and shallower day by day, and the flow of the underground river is also getting weaker and weaker day by day.
Until the fifth day of the fifth lunar month in the human world, Dragon Boat Festival, the three poisons reunite for one day.
There is a folk saying that when the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, insects and snakes will come out of their holes.
It is indeed impossible to stay in a cave. Even in a cave in a shady place deep in the mountains, the intense heat makes it impossible for a group of snakes to stay.
Countless snakes rushed madly into streams, lakes and swamps that were nearly dried up by the intense heat.
Ten thousand snakes pile up like rivers, and ten thousand snakes surge like tides. Snake rivers and snake lakes are restless in the deep mountains, looking for a place to escape the summer heat.
On this day, the Dragon Boat Festival, the adults in the village at the foot of the mountain paid close attention to their children. They believed in Liu Xian and knew that Liu Xian would definitely come out of the cave on this day. Even if they believed in Liu Xian again, they would always have a feeling in their hearts. Very frightened, it was a snake demon after all!
Deep in the mountains, Bai Jun felt the fear of the Dragon Boat Festival, which was a kind of spiritual suppression. The most powerful Yang energy rose in the nine heavens, and all ghosts and monsters were afraid, and all evil spirits could not hide.
He lay weakly on the bottom of the river. The water in the pool was less than half a foot deep, and the water flow at the bottom of the river was so small that it was almost gone.
During this Dragon Boat Festival, the common people in the world only have pain.
The green crop fields were all withered and yellow, and the old wells that had not dried up for a century were also dry. Someone fished out a golden loach from the bottom of the well, and was so frightened that it quickly fell back to the bottom of the well, because it might be the Well Dragon King who was working under the hood.
There is a severe drought in the world. There has been no rain for three months. Rivers have dried up and wells have run out of water.
The prefect of Qinan Prefecture went to the City God in the prefecture, the Yaoshan Mountain God in Qinan Prefecture, and the Chishui River God in Qinan Prefecture to worship and pray for rain.
This is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster. In a world where extraordinary power exists, manpower is extremely limited.
In Qinnan City, the City God issued an edict to all the gods, ministers, and water-based fairies in the territory to jointly cast rain for three days and three nights on the ninth day of the fifth lunar month.
In the Great Jin Dynasty, although the thirty-eight mountain gods and the forty-seven river gods all have medium-level divine power with the power of incense, they still have to obey the city god of the capital of a state, otherwise the city god can seal the mountain with a decree. Zhenshui, this is not because the City God is powerful, but because the laws of human luck and destiny that are added to the City God are powerful.
If the mountain gods and water gods in the state continue to act recklessly and disrespect the order of the human world, then the city god can appeal to heaven to ask for the Holy Emperor's decree to dethrone the gods with one decree!
Therefore, the gods of landscapes in the Jin Dynasty are relatively formal and follow order.
On the ninth day of the fifth lunar month, the City God uses the power of incense to attract clouds and rain all over the sky. Demons, gods, messengers and officials from all over the country work together to summon the clouds and rain.
The mountain god from a distant mountain climbed to the top of the mountain, and the mountain god ordered a group of monsters, messengers, gods, and the earth to gather together to cause the rain to fall.
The Chishui River God threw an orb that looked like the rising sun, but it emitted an icy coldness that covered the Chishui Basin. All the lake spirits, water monsters, and aquatic monsters in the river all worked together to invite rain from the sky.
If they had not done anything, they might not have survived if the Mountain God and the Water God came to reckon with them afterwards. The Jin Dynasty only allowed the gods of mountains and rivers not to disturb the human world, but never interfered with the life and death of monsters within its territory. In other words, the gods of mountains and rivers held divine authority in their fiefdoms and had the power of life and death over all living creatures except human beings.
These little monsters were also exploited by Dajin to some extent.
"Hoo~"
"Boom~~"
There were dark clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning, and strong winds.
Thousands of gods and demons in Qinan Prefecture cast spells together, and the great momentum made the people ecstatic. They cheered and ran out excitedly, holding pots and pans ready to contain the rainwater.
But despite the strong wind and thunder for two or three hours, there was still no drop of water. The people turned from excitement to anger, turmoil, and even riots.
In Qinnan City, the City God stood on the sky with a solemn expression, and sent a message to the two landscape gods: "Have there ever been rain or water in your realm?"
The mountain god from the distant mountains replied from hundreds of miles away: "Lord City God, I am not lazy. But it doesn't rain today, and I am so tired that my old body can no longer survive."
He was trained as a pangolin, and later obtained the fate method and was named the mountain god of two hundred miles away. He can be regarded as possessing the strength of the middle realm.
The God of Chishui said: "This is extremely strange. My magic power summoned water clouds and water energy within a radius of 800 miles, but it disappeared as soon as it entered Qinan Prefecture. Could it be that some god is causing trouble?"
She attained enlightenment by transforming into the Great Demon Seven-Colored Clam, and was then named the God of Chishui in the Four Hundred Miles River Basin. In terms of strength, power, and priestly status, she was much higher than the God of the Remote Mountains, so she naturally had more confidence in her speech.
Hearing this, the City God declared: "The judges from each department and Yin Dian quickly checked to see if there has been anything unusual in the past hundred years."
The people in the City God's Mansion were busy, and after half an hour, they compiled a volume and sent it to the City God.
The City God in the capital of a state is a third-grade priest. He has hundreds of gods and ghosts under him. He has a huge organization and oversees the affairs of a state. The gods and ghosts can work much faster than humans.
The City God finished reading everything in just half a cup of tea, and with an ugly look on his face he sent a message to the two gods: "You two, I'm afraid of trouble! Decades ago, a Drought Demon Corpse King crossed the border of Fengdu Kingdom. Wushan was injured by the real person Kumogakure and disappeared.
At that time, I made a special inspection, thinking that it should have escaped long ago and went to a deserted place to recuperate from its injuries. Looking at the bizarre drought this year, it should be lurking in our Qinan Prefecture! "
"Ah? What can we do about this?" The mountain god of Yaoshan said in panic: "Not even Master Yunyin can do anything about the legendary beast Hanba, let alone us?"
The City God thought for a moment and said: "We need to allocate our own manpower first to find out where the Drought Demon is. I will invite a few more mountain gods and river gods to help, and you two will also invite some gods. After all, I don't have that much face. .”
When the two gods heard this, they could only say yes. After all, once the drought demon really ran into their own territory and caused mischief, they would be the ones who suffered.
The gods and monsters were exhausted but no drop of rain fell. They gradually ran out of mana in twos and threes, and even themselves were in danger.
The scorching sun keeps blooming its edge all the time, and Wansheng can only crawl under it.
Deep in the mountains, Bai Jun hid under the water and didn't even bother to look up at the sky. The pools had dried up, leaving only a few pitiful puddles at the bottom of the underground river.
It is now June, the earth is cracked, and people are fleeing from Qinan Prefecture to other places in Yunzhou and Jinzhou.
It is a pity that many people died of thirst on the road before they could reach it.
Qing Cang felt a little better. Although he was still weak, it was better than Bai Jun who felt like he was being roasted on the stove.
In desperation, Bai Jun has begun to use his demonic power to resist the midsummer temperature.
I don't know how many snakes have died in the valley, but there are no water birds or eagles to hunt for them. The sky was cloudless and no bird dared to fly into the sky.
The carnivorous ants in the underground can still barely survive, and the impact of hiding deep underground is not too great.
As for the old monster Heifeng in Black Mountain, Hu Qiniang in Tianhu Cave, and Pingshan Jun in Xize Forest, they are all great monsters in disguise and are hundreds or thousands of miles away from each other, so they have little impact.
The Yue Kingdom in the west launched another brazen invasion. Beizhou's territory had been lost for ten years, and its territory must not be lost again. The gods of mountains and rivers from the four or five states near Mingzhou came to help deal with the mysterious power of the Yue Kingdom, the Seven Gu Sect.
The Seven Gu Sect had escaped from the Zerg sandbank for more than a thousand years, and was reborn. It assisted a young man with the blood of the Yue royal family to become the emperor and became a puppet.
The Seven Gu Sect was so powerful that even the Northern Barbarians were under its control. With oppression from the west and north, the Jin Dynasty had to deal with it carefully.
Therefore, the severe drought in Qinan Prefecture becomes less important. The City God of Qinan Prefecture exhausted all his connections to summon three gods from other states plus a god invited by the God of Chishui. Counting the lonely Mountain God of Yaoshan, there were seven gods in total. They searched everywhere and finally found him. Hidden under the earth's veins, the drought demon devours the earth evil spirits to recover from their injuries.
Seven gods besieged Hanba. They thought they could take it down in one fell swoop. However, they did not expect that Hanba was so powerful. It was the corpse king who broke through the barrier and was born against the sky. Not only did they not destroy the beast, but three mountain gods were broken. The legal body and the soul relied on the power of the mountain god to escape.
The City God was also seriously injured. Fortunately, the God of Chishui relied on the secret treasure Six Yuan Heavy Water to seriously injure Hanba, causing his injuries to increase. Unfortunately, Hanba escaped because of his strange magical powers.
The drought curse was broken in the Chishui Basin, and heavy rains fell, easing the severe drought that had only occurred once in a century.
But the Hanbao spat out his blood and even cut off one of his arms, and landed near the capital of Qinan Prefecture. The fire and corpses spread for five hundred miles, and people were killed by the drought.
Hanbao's move was to retaliate against the City God for blocking his path. The severed arm contained the laws given by heaven and earth. When it landed, it immediately turned into a desert of dozens of miles, and took advantage of the severe drought to spread and expand to a hundred miles.
It was originally an existence that could step into the upper realm, but its path was completely cut off because of Master Yunyin and the City God. This kind of hatred will never go away in its lifetime.
The Qinan Mountains, which are only two hundred miles away from Qinan City, are also in dire straits. Countless people are running out of water and fleeing from their homes. These four words could not be more true.
When countless people prayed to gods in vain, prayed to heaven for help, and prayed for immortals, they thought of Liuxian.
Even though Liu Xian and Qi Yu have nothing to do with each other, in the eyes of the hopeless people, this is the only hope that is not considered hope. After all, in the face of extraordinary power, mortals can only rely on the extraordinary.
In the Snake Catching Village, every household knelt in front of the Liuxian Temple, offering sacrifices to the Liuxian and praying for rain.
In Zhuangjia Village, the elderly and children all worshiped in front of the Liuxian statues in their respective homes.
Calls continued to come from dozens of villages. The sounds reached his ears and his heart. Bai Yan, who was in a hazy state of mind, was dreaming again.
His will floated above the sky, looking at the desert that suddenly appeared inexplicably in the north, as well as the dead snakes on the ground. In the distance, every household in the world has left their hometown, and there are also old people who have difficulty traveling far away. Waiting to die in the house, living at the foot of the mountain all my life, I have to die here.
Bai Jun felt the sorrow of heaven and earth, and the sorrow of the endless mountains beneath him.
The gods with their faces caressed by the mountain breeze and the farmers with their backs to the sky and the loess are all living beings in the eyes of the mountains, heaven and earth, children conceived by them.
Bai Jun's heart was as quiet as the lifeless one under the scorching sun. The cicadas did not chirp, the birds did not fly, all the beasts were sad, and all the snakes turned into corpses.
"Tick~"
It was like the sound of water dripping. I don't know if it was Bai Jun in the dream who was moved to tears by the mountain spirit, or his heart was bleeding, or it was the crying of the mountains.
The incense and wish power gathered on the top of Wanshe Mountain. The invisible spirit of the mountain fell down and sank into the deep bottom of the pool, blending into the body of Bai Jun who was still in his dream.
"Hoo~~"
The mountain wind sobs, it is the mountain crying, and it is also joy.
Bai Jun woke up from his deep sleep. He heard the voice of Feng'er in his dream, telling him to protect the mountains and this forest.
I don’t know when the full moon on the forehead has turned from an image into a character, and turned into an ancient seal script, saying: "mountain"!
Bai Jun transformed into a human form, walked out of the bottom of the dark river, bowed to the mountains, and did not get up for a long time.
When he got up, the sky and the earth were changing, and the sky was red and dark.
Bai Yan sensed the real authority of the mountain in his consciousness, and he understood that he had been recognized by this big green mountain.
He is the mountain, guarding the mountain, protecting the mountain, and watching the mountain. Mortals in the world do not know its meaning, but they find it strange and call it God, which is the mountain god.
Bai Jun ascended to the sky in one step, and the power of the eyebrow mountain summoned the wind and clouds. He breathed it into the wind and exhaled it into mist. He hugged the sky with his arms. There were thunders from the sky, wind and clouds gathered. Dragons flew nine and heaven's will traveled from the four seas to clouds and rain. Tigers emerged from the wind. Thunder trembled in the mountains and forests.
In the distance, some villagers raised their heads in shock and saw the shadow of a huge white snake standing between the sky and the earth on Wanshe Mountain. Wind and thunder shook, dark clouds rolled, the snake statue opened its eyes, and the sky and earth were groggy and a heavy rain was coming!
"It's raining!"
"It's raining! The Willow Fairy appears!"
"Liu Xian brings rain! Liu Xian is merciful!"
A sound of hissing from the dust spread across the mountains and fields. This heavy rain swept away the dead air in the world, just like the grass buds in the rotten mud were washed away by the heavy rain. They saw the sun again and were reborn. !
In the heavy rain, the sky was gloomy, and the huge snake shadow silently looked down on all living beings.
