Master National Teacher is motionless

Chapter 113
Qian Wangfu Xiyuan.

"Young master, there are no fresh fruits this year."

Fan Qingyao walked in with a plate of freshly washed fruits, muttering, "I don't know what's wrong with this day, it's already September, and the weather is still so hot, I remember last autumn, Jingzhou was quite It's cool, it feels hotter than our Guannan County now."

Lin Lan waited for her to feed a grape, and said: "I heard from Pan Qiu that there seems to be a lot of drought in Dayu this year, and it's good to be able to eat grapes."

"That's true." Fan Qingyao nodded and said, "The grapes were shipped from Youzhou, so they are a bit sour."

"However, this summer is indeed too hot, and it feels a little abnormal." Lin Lan nodded slightly.

He went out to Prince Qian's Mansion yesterday, and without the formation of Prince Qian's Mansion to cool down, according to the temperature in his previous life, the Chonghua City outside of Prince Qian's Mansion was at least 38-[-] degrees Celsius.

But even Chonghua City itself has the Chonghua Great Formation to cool down, otherwise the outside of Chonghua City may be more than 40 degrees.

Thinking of this, Lin Lan couldn't help muttering: "Greenhouse effect? ​​That's not the case... 800 years ago when Tang Tianyuan was still there, there was no greenhouse effect..."

"what?"

"It's nothing."

The master and servant chatted for a while, and suddenly heard footsteps, Tang Wanqiu came in from outside the house, picked up the pot of herbal tea on the table as soon as he entered the house, sipped it clean, and then enjoyed Exhaled a breath, with the heroic attitude of a heroine.

"Junior Sister, even if it's a severe drought, isn't the pond in Prince Qian's Mansion still dry? Why don't you just suck up the water?" Lin Lan looked at her with some amusement.

"Didn't I just fly over here right after I got back to the mansion?" Tang Wanqiu snorted, and said, "Senior brother, Grandpa Guoshi asked you for help with something, let me tell you."

"Say." Lin Lan looked at her.

"Grandpa Guoshi suddenly found out today that this year's severe drought is a bit strange, but after asking His Majesty, he couldn't find out the reason." Tang Wanqiu said: "But it will take a while to open the Tiantian Pavilion. See you at Linwang's side temporarily I can't find the master of the Sikong Pavilion, so I want to trouble this Shangke Qing to go to the Dengtian Pavilion to ask."

"alright."

Lin Lan nodded slightly, and said, "I also feel a little abnormal, so I just asked."

Without hesitation, he immediately took out the short stick that Sikong Wuxin gave him, controlled it to fly, and knocked three times on the door of the nearby study.

Immediately after the door opened, the place leading to it changed from the study to the quiet room on the third floor of Dengtian Pavilion.

Sikong Wuxin was sitting in the quiet room, with Qi Rushui standing beside him.

"I have something to ask you." Lin Lan said, and then urged the sedan chair under him to fly into the quiet room, and at the same time, the door behind him was also closed.

There is a Bing Xinyu hanging on the four walls of the quiet room, so as soon as you enter the quiet room, it is like entering an air-conditioned room in the previous life, and it becomes extremely cool in an instant.

Qi Rushui retreated very consciously.

"I want to ask about Dayu's severe drought this year." Sikong Wuxin looked at him.

Lin Lan nodded.

"The detailed information on this severe drought is the Tianzi No. [-] secret volume." Sikong Wuxin said directly.

Lin Lan was stunned.

Well, now I know without asking.

The secret volume of Tianzi can only be Tianzihao information if it involves existence beyond the human level.

"That human bodhisattva from Dajiyin Buddhist Temple?" Lin Lan asked softly.

"You guessed it yourself." Sikong Wuxin acted like I didn't say anything.

Lin Lan knew that he was just persuading the rules in his heart, so he asked, "Then do you know how to solve it?"

Sikong Wuxin said: "There are many solutions."

"The fastest one." Lin Lan said directly.

Sikong Wuxin thought for a while, and said, "The fastest way is just nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Lin Lan was startled for a moment, and then understood: "Let the old monk of Yinfo Temple give up by himself?"

He shook his head and asked again, "What about the cheapest solution?"

"Herrington information, I can tell you directly."

Sikong Wuxin immediately said: "Please ask the Daozong to know the art of praying for rain or the gods of the land who master the law of water and heaven to spread rain in the territory of Dayu. After about 130 times, the severe drought can be temporarily resolved, but only every half a month." Come round."

"Please land gods, 130 six times? Another round in half a month?" Lin Lan was startled.

In this practitioner's world, drought, as a natural disaster, is not an unsolvable matter.

Just like artificial rainfall, the land gods of Taoism, who are proficient in the laws of heaven, have a thorough sympathy with heaven and earth, and can also call wind and rain.

However, this is an act against the sky after all, and it is also a matter of damaging vitality for a land god to spread rain once.

The rain is 130 six times, and it has to come every half a month?
The price is huge, even without thinking.

"Please ask the land gods to spread the rain once, and the price you need to pay is equivalent to a top-notch real treasure." Sikong Wuxin said: "Although there are many top-notch real treasures that can't compare with Tianbao, it should be if Dayu is willing to take it." A Tianbao should be able to keep a land god busy for several months."

"One time to get one top-notch real treasure, 130 six times, not one or two hundred top-notch real treasures? One more round in half a month..." Lin Lan couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

This severe drought was brought about by that human bodhisattva in Daji. God knows when it will end?
Even Dayu couldn't last long with such a huge consumption.

"However, why do we need to spread the rain 130 times six times?" Lin Lan couldn't help asking: "There's no need to let the entire Great Yu Realm rain, just raining in farmland, rivers and other places, right?"

"That's how I calculated." Sikong Wuxin said calmly: "If it rains in the entire Dayu territory, ten times more is not enough."

He glanced at Lin Lan and said, "No matter how proficient a land god is in the art of water and sky and the art of praying for rain, at most he can let the rain cover a whole county, and he has to be like the real Xuanyue." Only land gods with perfect laws of heaven can do it, and ordinary land gods are far from able to do this."

Lin Lan had nothing to say.

Master Xuanyue is a Taoist land god who is about to ascend, her cultivation level is naturally much higher than other land gods, and she is just praying for rain for a county.

Dayu has the smallest territory among the four kingdoms, but it also has nineteen prefectures with hundreds of counties and hundreds of millions of people.

And this severe drought stretched over more than ten prefectures, covering more than half of the territory of Dayu. Even if it was just to rain where it was urgently needed, it would be a very huge project.

"Is there no other way?"

Lin Lan couldn't help asking: "The drought caused by the old monk in Dajiyin Buddhist Temple must have a source, right? Can't we solve the source of the drought?"

"That old monk's method, Dayu can't solve it." Sikong Wuxin shook his head directly, and said: "Even I can't find the source of the drought, how can Dayu solve it?"

"Your calculation method is the best in the world, and you can't find it?" Lin Lan couldn't help being startled.

"That's only number one in the world, not in the sky." Sikong Wuxin said indifferently: "The old monk is an existence beyond the human world, and he also knows the means to surpass the human world. If he hides it wholeheartedly, it will be difficult for me." Calculate him."

Lin Lan frowned slightly and said, "Then how did you figure out Meng Yaozu?"

"I've already said it."

Sikong Wuxin calmly said: "The calculation is divided into 'Apocalypse' to obtain information, and my own deduction and analysis. I can basically obtain information in this world through Apocalypse, and those existences beyond the human world are only a very small number. Although I can't It can be calculated directly, but based on the impact of these existences on the world, it can be deduced and analyzed to figure out what they did."

He paused and said: "The existence of Meng Yaozu is because I deduced that Meng Yaozu did it based on 'Chonghua City will die a lot of people and the way of death'. After all, the only one who meets the conditions is Meng Yaozu. .”

Lin Lan also understood what he meant.

Even if the existence beyond the human world cannot be calculated, but to Sikong Wuxin who understands the world, these people are like invisible existences on the lake. The location and trajectory of these invisible existences can be judged only by the ripples on the lake.

"Can you deduce the source of this severe drought?" Lin Lan asked.

Sikong Wuxin pondered for a while, and said: "It first started from the east of Yanzhou, but in a short while, the land is so vast that it is difficult to accurately determine the exact location, and I suspect that it is the source of this severe drought, and it may move."

Lin Lan was silent for a while, and said, "If the source of the severe drought is found, can it be solved?"

Sikong Wuxin shook his head slowly, and said: "Because the old monk in the Buddhist temple knew that I was helping you, and knew that Dayu had you as a guest, so he would naturally guard against me. The means he used to hide the source of the drought must be the same. I can't even calculate its position beyond the human world, so how can I solve it?"

It was also rare for Lin Lan to see Sikong being unintentional and helpless, so he couldn't help feeling even more helpless.

Even the Sikong Pavilion Master who is 'the most versatile in the world' has nothing to do, so what can other people do?

"However, from the way of the drought, I can deduce what the source of this severe drought is." Sikong Wuxin said again.

"What?" Lin Lan asked immediately.

"This information is just a simple tale from ancient times, and you can indeed listen to it for free." Sikong Wuxin said softly, "It's burning like fire, and it's still moving. It must be the legendary demon 'Hanba'."

Lin Lan murmured: "Hanba..."

"But that Hanba must have been hidden by the old monk of Yinfo Temple, otherwise I would have found it with just a Hanba." Sikong Wuxin shook his head slightly.

Lin Lan frowned and asked, "Can we just wait?"

"Please ask the gods on the land to spread the rain to prevent the drought from being too severe. It can temporarily stabilize the people's hearts and prevent the fortune of Dayu from weakening. This is a must at the moment."

Sikong Wuxin said: "At the same time, send people to search for the existence of the drought in the place where the drought occurred. Maybe there is a chance to find it. At least to find it, it is possible to crack the method of the old monk of Nayin Buddhist Temple. These two steps are the last step in the current situation. Excellent solution."

Lin Lan pondered for a while, and asked, "What's the value of this information about the drought situation in various parts of Dayu?"

"Character information, free of charge." Sikong Wuxin said.

Lin Lan nodded slightly, but was not surprised.

He has known Sikong Wuxin for a long time, and he has a certain understanding of the intelligence standard classification of Dengtian Pavilion.

At least the level of information involving high-level practitioners and Tianbao is likely to be a secret volume.

And the ones below this are basically herringbone volumes, so he, Shang Keqing, also took advantage of it, and this level of information can be obtained at will.

"Then give me one."

Lin Lan said: "Only relying on the information submitted by local officials in Dayu, I don't know how long it will take to find out the situation in various places, and the timeliness is not enough."

Sikong Wuxin calmly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you a secret document."

Immediately, he said again: "However, although I can't deduce the behavior of the old monk of Nayin Buddhist Temple, but the old monk caused Dayu to suffer this time, he must have a plan in the future, which should be related to Dayu's national fortune and dragon veins. He has lived for more than 1000 years and has a very long-term vision. Since he wants to destroy Dayu, he did these things for the ultimate goal."

"Really." Lin Lan shook his head slightly, "These old monsters who have been cultivating for many years have such a strong cultivation base, why don't they be his Bodhisattvas and stay in the world as a disaster?"

Sikong Wuxin was silent for a while, and said: "I know what he wants to do, and I can probably guess why he wants to destroy Dayu."

"why?"

After Lin Lan asked a question, she knew that the question was for nothing, she shook her head helplessly and said, "Is it Tianzihao's information?"

"Tianzi No. [-]." Sikong Wuxin said.

"Okay, let's talk about it later, it doesn't mean anything to me anyway." Lin Lan shook her head slightly.

If it was meaningful to his dead end, Sikong Wuxin would naturally consider it.

Sikong Wuxin slightly nodded and said: "It's really meaningless, you should practice hard, cultivate your supernatural powers as soon as possible before the dead end, and have more power to move your destiny, that's the most meaningful thing."

Hearing him talk about this, Lin Lan couldn't help but shook his head and said: "The other five supernatural powers are okay, and they are almost finished tempering now, and the speed is only a matter of one or two months, but this "Ninety-Nine Points Supernatural powers are indeed difficult to cultivate, and now they have only tempered [-]% to [-]%, and there are still about four months before the end, I'm afraid..."

Sikong Wuxin frowned, and said: "The worldly training of "Nine Nine Distractions" is really not easy, and I don't understand the love between men and women of your normal people. You are also a person who likes to be quiet. It's already fast."

Lin Lan sighed, and said, "It's a pity that mortals' minds are too weak. Even if you feel their love with the technique of sending spirits, it won't help ninety-nine distractions."

He glanced at Sikong Wuxin again, and said, "A normal person's love between a man and a woman? Have you never experienced it?"

Sikong Wuxin was silent for a while, then said: "It's not just love between men and women, it's the same for others."

For some reason, Lin Lan could faintly hear a trace of submerged envy and longing from his indifferent tone.

Now he also understood why Sikong Wuxin obeyed the rules so much.

For a person who has no personal feelings, the rules are naturally the most important, not only for compliance, but also for living.

……

After leaving the Dengtian Pavilion, Lin Lan directly called his cheap disciple—the Ninth Prince, Prince Lin.

Immediately, he handed the herringbone scroll to King Lin.

After all, King Lin is also one of the three major factions in the current party struggle, and he also has some prestige in the court. If the details of the severe drought in various states can be reported in time, it can save a lot of trouble. , there will not be too many criticisms.

After that, Lin Lan informed the old master of the country, and the old master and Ji Shouzun sent practitioners to track down the matter of Hanba.

As for asking the Taoist land gods to pray for rain to relieve the drought, he, the guest of Dengtian Pavilion, will act as an intermediary, and let him, the guest of Dengtian Pavilion, purchase information on his behalf to settle the price of praying for rain and helping each other. cheaper.

After all, most of the land gods are not the guests of Dengtian Pavilion, and if they want to buy information, they have to find other guests to do it for them.

The treatment of Shang Keqing and Ke Qing in Dengtian Pavilion is also different. Although the price is the same, the information obtained by Shang Keqing will be more detailed and rich, and naturally he is more inclined to find Shang Keqing to do it for him.

If he could help, Lin Lan also helped.

Anyway, it will not affect his cultivation. His other five supernatural powers are only one step away from Dacheng.

After finishing these things, three days have passed.

"correct."

Lin Lan's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of Kong Chen.

Anyway, Kong Chen is the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk, and I heard from Sikong Wuxin that when Kong Chen was a mysterious monk in his last life, he was not an ordinary human arhat. Before he died, he seemed to have received some kind of inheritance beyond the human world , even he couldn't figure it out.

This severe drought was caused by the old monk in the Buddhist temple, maybe... Kong Chen can help?
Thinking of this, Lin Lan immediately contacted Kong Chen through the distraction left on Kong Chen.

……

Cangzhou, Anyuan County.

No wind, no rain, scorching sun, scorching heat.

Not a single cloud can be seen in the sky, and the scorching sun can’t stop its flames from sticking out, letting it lick every inch of soil in this land. The huge cracks on the river bed twist slightly in the blazing air, as if devouring the abyss of everything.

Even the mud hidden in a dark corner has already turned into dry soil, not to mention the half-dead fish in it.

Not even the fish bones could be seen.

A pair of feet stepped on the dry and cracked river bed soil, leaving footprints one by one, and walked downstream along the river bed.

It was a handsome young monk, his bald head was shining in the sun, and there was faint sweat on his forehead.

It was empty dust.

With his powerful golden body, even if the temperature could kill the crops and make Xia Chan not in the mood to continue singing, it would not affect him.

He sweated because of the victims he saw along the way.

When passing by a deserted village where not a single blade of grass grew, Kong Chen felt that there were still many people in it, but it was very faint, so he walked in quickly.

Although the drought has only occurred for a few months, and most households still have surplus food, the nearby small river has long since dried up and lost its water source. Under the scorching sun, they can only go to the big river more than ten miles away to fetch water.

—— Kong Chen knew that the big river more than a dozen miles away would stop flowing within a month, and then dry up as well, finally revealing a cracked river bed and turning into a dead river.

When he came, he had already filled a lot of clean river water in his treasure bag, which was already the limit of his mana.

At this time, following his breath, he went in one by one. Those who suffered from shackles cast a clearing mantra, and those who were in a bad situation casted a redemption mantra, and each family poured a certain amount of river water into the water tank according to the head of each family.

"Little monk."

Suddenly, an immature female voice sounded behind Kong Chen, "Aren't you tired?"

Kong Chen turned his head to look.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in black stood behind him, looking at him with a slight frown.

"Benefactor Dong, why are you tired?" Kong Chen asked.

"You go back and forth along the way, filling water everywhere, but the treasure bag maintained by your mana can't hold many water bags. How many people can you save by yourself?" The girl in black frowned. : "You have to know that there are at least hundreds of millions of people in the Nineteenth Continent of Yuzhou who are facing such a situation. Can you save them?"

"I know I can't save many people, but at least one can be saved. You can't stand by and do nothing, right?" Kong Chen sighed.

"Oh?" The girl in black couldn't help but tapped his bald head violently, and said, "I dare you to think that Miss Ben is standing by and watching."

"No, no." Kong Chen quickly waved his hands, and said, "This is a personal wish, how can I blame Master Dong?"

The girl in black snorted and said, "Although I, Dongchan, am not a good person, I am not a bad person either."

As she spoke, she casually threw a treasure bag to Kong Chen, and said, "My treasure bag is also full. If you want to show kindness, you can handle it yourself."

Kong Chen sensed it in his hand, and with his spiritual sense, he found that there was much more water in the treasure bag than his own. After all, this winter cicada benefactor had more powerful mana than him.

He couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he said gratefully: "Master Dong is really a bodhisattva with a heart, and the little monk really read it right, thank you so much."

"Cut, I don't want to be a female Bodhisattva." The girl in black snorted with a slightly red face.

Kong Chen clasped his palms together and saluted, then immediately continued to send water to save people, and he finished his work in a short while, and continued to rush to the next village.

"Empty dust."

Lin Lan's voice suddenly sounded in his body through distraction: "What are you doing?"

"Brother Lin?" Kong Chen immediately said: "My little monk is in Cangzhou. I heard that the drought here is the worst. I thought saving a life would be better than building a seven-level pagoda, so I came here to have a look."

"Cangzhou is not the most serious." Lin Lan said: "Although many tributaries in Cangzhou have dried up, the main river is fine. Now the drought in Qingzhou and Liangzhou is the worst. Where there is already a shortage of water, severe drought It's been less than three months, and it's almost done."

Kong Chen was slightly taken aback, and said, "The little monk is going to Qingzhou and Liangzhou now."

"no need."

Lin Lan said: "I have already contacted several Daoist land gods who are good at praying for rain, and they have begun to pray for rain and precipitation in various places. Starting from the most drought-stricken places, the drought should be temporarily relieved."

"That's right, brother Lin, after all, you are the Shangke Qing of Dengtian Pavilion." Kong Chen sighed, "Although the little monk is running around to save people, the number of people he saved these days is only a few thousand, which is far inferior to that of Brother Lin. All the merits you have done are invaluable."

"I do these things and it has nothing to do with merit, it's just something I can do by the way."

Lin Lan replied flatly, and then said: "You don't have to be busy saving people anymore, if you have the time, I would like to ask you for a favor, if you can do it, it will be equivalent to saving Dayu Yi Thousands of people."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Kong Chen immediately said, "If this little monk can do it, no matter how much the price is, the little monk is willing to do it."

"This drought is actually not a natural disaster, but man-made." Lin Lan said.

"Human?" Kong Chen nodded slightly, not surprised.

The drought came out of nowhere. It was supposed to be a year of good weather, but suddenly the weather was so abnormally hot. Of course, this was not a natural disaster.

"It's like burning, and the red land is thousands of miles away. This severe drought is caused by Hanba."

Lin Lan said: "Judging from the information of Dengtian Pavilion, the source of the drought should have erupted from the eastern part of Yanzhou. Now the place where the drought has worsened is in Qingzhou. You can try to find it."

"Hanba? Alright, I will try my best, little monk." Kong Chen immediately agreed.

Immediately, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "However, Jingtiantai should be the best at searching for evil spirits like Hanba, right? Why did Lin Lan think of notifying the little monk? There must be other reasons for this, right?"

Lin Lan was silent for a while, and said, "Because that Hanba may have methods from the Buddhist sect, and methods beyond the human world, even Sikong Wuxin couldn't figure out its position."

"A means beyond the human world?" Kong Chen was startled, and murmured, "Could it be...the one from Yinfo Temple?"

Lin Lan said softly: "Don't be stupid, with your cultivation level, the old monk can suppress you with a flick of a finger, and you are a traitor to the Buddhist sect. Sikong Wuxin told me that the Buddhist sect has not done anything to you for the time being. For other reasons, don't send it to your door yourself."

"Young monk understands." Kong Chen sighed.

"Anyway, try to find it." Lin Lan said, "I heard that before you died in Tianfo Temple in your last life, you seem to have received some kind of inheritance beyond the human world. Maybe you can hope to find that Hanba."

Kong Chen took a deep breath and sighed: "The supreme inheritance of the Buddhist sect that I got in my previous life, I can only remember a small part so far, and I barely made it into a little fur, and I don't know if it will be useful, but the little monk Do your best to search."

"Well, if you need help, just ask me." Lin Lan said.

Immediately, the distracted sound transmission was cut off.

Kong Chen turned his head to look in the direction, and scratched his head in confusion, "I forgot to ask Brother Lin, which direction is Qingzhou in?"

"Qingzhou is in the south, we are in Yanzhou, of course Qingzhou is over there, stupid."

Suddenly the voice of the black-clothed girl 'Dong Chan' came from behind him, and he turned his head to look, only to see Dong Chan leaning behind him, pointing in one direction with one hand.

"Thank you Dong Benefactor for your guidance." Kong Chen was overjoyed and floated up, preparing to fly to Qingzhou as quickly as possible.

"Are you going to find Hanba?" Seeing him stunned, Dong Chan said angrily, "I heard it just now. Who told you to say something that you don't even know how to set up the sound barrier, so don't blame me for eavesdropping."

"Cough, yes, I heard from a friend of mine with great powers, that the drought was caused by the drought demon, and the monk will naturally go to find the evil spirit." Kong Chen said.

"Drought..."

Dong Chan was silent for a while with a complex expression, and said, "I'll go with you."

……

……

Time flies, and two months have passed.

The night was approaching, the evening was dark, and the candles in the Xiyuan of Qianwang Mansion were still on.

"Teacher, the situation of this drought is really hard to be optimistic."

The Ninth Prince Lin Wang stood respectfully in front of Lin Lan, and said: "After this frost, I read the autumn harvest chronology presented by various places in the cabinet. Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Yongzhou, Liangzhou, Qizhou...these states are all drought-stricken places, and even if the land gods rain every half a month, the situation is much worse than in previous years."

He flipped through the chronology in his hand and sighed: "It's not just the drought, there are also more serious locust plagues in autumn than in previous years. Some counties even have no harvest this year, and the pressure on disaster relief is much greater. The habit of 'reporting in real warehouses, preparing for floods and droughts', but millions of people died due to drought this year."

Lin Lan listened to the number in silence.

In just a few months, millions of lives were claimed.

You don't need to imagine to know what a miserable scene of mourning and devastation this is.

If it weren't for Dayu's almost spare no expense, and the various promises of his Shang Keqing, inviting all the land gods he could get, and casting spells to rain everywhere, otherwise Dayu's situation would be ten times worse.

And all these disasters were just a move by the old monk in the Buddhist temple.

Is that human Bodhisattva really a Bodhisattva?
Lin Lan took a deep breath and said, "Yuan Ting, you are from the royal family, and you often walk around with His Majesty recently, does the fate of the country have any influence?"

"Although there are public grievances, we are trying our best to appease them, and the impact is not significant for the time being."

King Lin shook his head slightly, "It's just that if we don't know when the severe drought will end, it's almost winter now, but the weather is still hot. In the past two months, please run around everywhere, even if Dayu is willing to pay the price. After a few months, the land gods of the Taoist sect probably won't be willing to work like this any longer."

He was silent for a moment, sighed, and said: "Besides, the price is too high. In the past two months, Dayu has spent an unknown amount of his foundation, and I don't know if he can hold on for another two months."

Lin Lan frowned slightly.

If the drought can't be lifted in another two months, I'm afraid that Dayu's foundation will be hollowed out.

He also thought about asking Sikong Wuxin to exchange for the inheritance of the second form of "Tathagata Palm", which might make the old monk of Nayin Buddhist Temple stop, but Sikong Wuxin said that the second form of "Tathagata Palm" came from the old monk. If you get it, the other party won't care at all.

As for the remnants of the "Tai Shang Jing", they were also obtained from Dao Zong. Even if they used these remnants to make a deal with Dao Zong, Dao Zong would not care.

"Son."

Fan Qingyao suddenly came in from outside the house, and said: "Master Kongchen is here, and he brought a woman back, he said... the drought should have been lifted, please go and have a look."

"What?" Lin Lan couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

(End of this chapter)