After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

Duan Tinglang, who had never spoken before, pursed his lips and looked at the villagers with cold eyes: "You said she is a saint? How can a saint live in such a shabby place?"

Several villagers in front were frightened by his appearance and took a few steps back.

Several villagers looked at each other, then put their hands on their waists, and gradually became more courageous, "This is our village's business and you don't have to worry about it. Get out of here, you are not welcome here!"

"That's right, get out of here, don't delay our business, why are you waiting for her to pray for rain?" The villagers looked at Dongli fiercely, and Dongli took a few steps back, holding the corners of his clothes at a loss.

Duan Tinglang only thought it was funny when he heard this. These mortals were simply more arrogant and unreasonable than the group of people in the world of cultivation. If they had some cultivation, it would be unthinkable.

"Praying for rain is the Dragon King's business. What do you want from her?"

Several village women put their hands on their waists and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Just because she is a goddess. Since the village chief said she is a goddess, she will help us make rain. She can't even do this small request, and she is still dumbfounded." What are you doing in the village eating and drinking for free for so long? Get us out of the village quickly."

"Yes, get us out of the village!"

A group of villagers started to boo again, and there was even a man with a sinister look on his face who forced his way into the yard, ran up to Dong Li and tried to force her out.

Yang Fan angrily threw him out and fell on his back, while Dong Li carefully hid behind him.

"You dare to hit people, get out of here, get out of Goddess Village. You are not welcome in our village!" Among the crowd, I don't know who is leading the crowd. The villagers suddenly became angry and crowded into the yard. .

"Noisy!" Yan Ci sounded extremely impatient and waved his sleeves.

I saw a bolt of thunder explode in mid-air, and the willow tree next to the yard was instantly blown into two halves. The villagers who were still clamoring were so frightened that they backed away, and some even sat down on the ground with tears still flowing on their pants. An unknown liquid was released, the stench was overwhelming, and the arrogance was no longer the same as before.

"Ghost...ghost!" The few who yelled the most timidly looked at Yan Ci with frightened expressions and ran back desperately, not even caring if their shoes ran away.

The man who tried to pull him over had already fainted from fear on the spot.

The village chief, who took the lead and stood at the front of the crowd, looked at them with a flattering look on his face.

Leng Qingning could no longer maintain her dignity as before, and sneered directly with a cold face: "The villagers in your village are really good. So many people bully an orphan. Could it be that they want to kill her?" Can’t you force it?”

The village chief's face froze, but when he saw the handsome and tall man in black clothes standing next to her, he was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back, apologizing continuously.

He quickly explained: "I'm sorry, immortals. I don't want to be like this, but you have also seen that our life is also very difficult. Now in this severe drought, we can't even eat enough ourselves, and we have to raise her." Idle man, I am the village chief and I have to think about our entire village..."

"If she doesn't do anything, how can the villagers be willing to give her food for free?"

Leng Qingning felt heavy after hearing this. What the village chief said was from the perspective of the entire village, and she was unable to refute it. However, this did not mean that the people in this village could use this reason to do whatever they wanted to harm her.

Yang Fan angrily picked up the village chief's collar, "Really? So you can use this reason to do whatever you want to her? I don't believe you don't know anything about these things that happened in the village!"

Someone in the crowd secretly said, "Look at her vixen-like appearance. This bitch seduced others by herself. You can't blame others."

The village chief looked ugly and said: "Shut up and stop talking nonsense. If I hear anyone talking nonsense again, get out of the village." His words were more intimidating. Upon hearing his warning, The villagers closed their mouths one after another and looked at a few people with shock and fear.

"In this case, if you still don't leave, what are you doing gathering here?"

The village chief looked at them with a troubled expression and said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."

The village chief stopped talking and said: "It's not that we don't want to leave, but we must pray for the rains in the future. This tradition has been maintained for hundreds of years. If we don't offer sacrifices on time, it will cause the wrath of the sky." of,"

"Life has become more difficult now. If the wrath of heaven comes again, all of us will die, so you see..."

Seeing the village chief's flattering expression, all the villagers who followed looked at them eagerly.

Leng Qingning and others frowned. As immortal cultivators, they are restricted by the rules of heaven and earth and are unwilling to interfere too much in the affairs of the human world, otherwise it will bring about strong cause and effect.

Although this small world is quite special, it belongs to an independent small world.

But they can't easily use spells to hurt mortals. Just like Yan Ci's behavior just now was to give them mortals a warning, and he didn't actually use spells to hurt mortals.

If they really use magic power to hurt mortals, they will also be punished by the rules of heaven and earth.

"Miss Li, all the mistakes are our fault, but we can't help it. I hope you don't care about what happened before. You must participate in the rain ceremony this time."

"Please, Miss Li, I know you are the kindest child. You have watched us all grow up. Can you bear to see us all starve to death because of drought?"

Not knowing who took the lead, all the villagers knelt down and kowtowed to her.

Leng Qingning's face looked inexplicably ugly. Now, Dongli no longer has any divine power and can't make rain at all. No matter how many sacrifices she participates in, it won't help.

"I go"

"You... get up..." A weak voice suddenly broke the calm.

Just when the atmosphere was particularly stagnant, all the villagers looked eagerly into the courtyard.

"I knew Miss Li wouldn't bear to see us like this. Thank you Miss Li, thank you Saint."

Although these people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Dongli one by one, Leng Qingning did not see the heartfelt gratitude in the eyes of these people.

Yang Fan immediately tried to dissuade him anxiously: "Why are you so stupid? Have you forgotten how they treated you before? These people are just a bunch of white-eyed wolves and vampires. No matter how good you are to them, people will never remember you. Okay!"

"But...but they are very pitiful. Without water...they will die!" Dongli looked like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and looking at him at a loss.

"Can it be useful if you wake up early? Can you really make it rain from the sky? If you can't, these blood-sucking insects will not only not be grateful to you, but they will blame you even more!"