Rumble!

The turbulent thunder and fire gushed out from the abyss, and gushed out from all over the cave, like a fire lotus enveloping the entire Yuanming Valley.

Terrifying series of air waves swept endless smoke and dust billowing tens of feet into the sky, like a mushroom cloud that was about to destroy everything blooming.

Outside Yuanming Valley, Lin An and other Jinyiwei were terrified, but before they could react, they were swept up by the terrifying air waves and submerged inside.

"Qitou!"

Lin An cut through the air waves and stepped forward, but he could see the flames soaring into the sky, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the extremely turbulent water veins tumbling into the sky.

Hey!

The white crane soared into the sky, panicking and carrying Taoist Miaomiao to a high place. Niu San looked down in amazement, and saw the light of fire and water interspersed among the large clouds of smoke and dust.

The water vein was blasted!

"it's over."

Looking at the extremely turbulent explosion in the picture that passed through the fog, Nie Wendong sighed on his dull face.

Thousands of thunderbolts destroyed the valley and buried his decades of darkness.

Erase his last flaw.

For this explosion, he had been planning for decades, and he paid too much and it was too heavy.

Wife, daughter, and unborn granddaughter.

"It won't be long."

Nie Wendong let out a deep breath:

"Whatever owes you, I will definitely return it to you in the future..."

Rumble!

The extremely violent explosion sounded like rolling thunder and passed outside the altar, so that the old monk Yuanjue was awakened.

"This is?"

Yuanjue looked up, suddenly startled.

Originally a bright sky, I don't know when there is a trace of black color smudged, and it seems that dark clouds are gathering vaguely...

Is it, is it raining? !

Feeling the air that seemed to have suddenly become humid, the old monk was a little dazed as he watched Nie Wendong slowly descending from the altar where the mist had gradually dissipated.

"Master Nie, are you begging for rain?!"

Ask for rain?

This question made Nie Wendong startled, and then smiled:

"That's right."

Burning drought, heavy rain falls.

The turbulent thunder and fire flooded the valley, and naturally burned out the drought. It is not an exaggeration to say that this rain is because of him...

"Amitabha."

Yuanjue recited the Buddha's name loudly to dispel that strange thought.

Praying for rain is not something that can be done by ordinary Taoism. Praying for rain in such a place that has been dry for two years is not something that can be done by just seven altars.

Until now, he has not recognized what kind of Taoism Nie Wendong used...

"Master, rest."

Nie Wendong glanced back at the altar, then turned and left. This altar will never be used again.

In the backyard, Yang Xuanying was sitting quietly drinking tea while also looking at the sky.

The perception of blood-changing warriors is excellent, and the subtle changes in the air cannot be hidden from him, and the dark clouds that are gradually gathering are naturally more eye-catching.

"Burning the drought, the heavy rain falls"

He murmured slightly to himself, looked at Nie Wendong who was slowly approaching, clapped his hands and smiled:

"Master Nie is really a good method, a good method!"

Looking at Nie Wendong who was slowly approaching, Yang Xuanying's eyes showed admiration, but more guard and fear.

He has seen too many ruthless people in his life, perhaps even more ruthless than the one in front of him, but none of them.

"It's nothing to brag about."

Nie Wendong shook his head slightly, expressionless.

"Why is it not worth boasting about? If Master Nie succeeds in doing this, he will be remembered by countless people. Compared with you, the Huanxi monk three thousand years ago is pale."

Yang Xuanying smiled, and was a little curious:

"It's just that I'm a little curious. You expended so much energy to erase the beginning and the end. No one in this world should know your secret anymore. Why do you want to tell me?"

He pondered in his heart.

"That's not the case, how can you win the trust of the gentleman and the son?"

Nie Wendong's eyes were deep:

"That old man's classmate still needs the prince to take care of him..."

"Xu Wenji?"

Yang Xuanying knew it in her heart.

If there is anything to be afraid of in front of him, I am afraid that the only one is Mr. Xu.

Nie Wendong remained silent.

"With the help of the son, naturally no one can make things difficult for you in Longyuan Dao, even Xu Wenji..."

Yang Xuanying paused, pretending to be curious and asked:

"It's just that Mr. Yang is still a little curious. Everyone knows that Dao Fruit is invincible. In three thousand years, there seems to be no precedent for success. Where did you learn about it?"

"There is always a way."

Nie Wendong smiled and did not answer.

"Don't answer this one, don't say anything about that one. Then Yang won't be able to practice this blood-transforming pill."

Yang Xuanying replied indifferently.

He knew a thing or two about Nie Wendong's method of plundering Dao fruits, but he still wanted to know how this person did it.

More importantly, this person is too dangerous, if he doesn't ask clearly, he is really afraid that he will be counted and become a stepping stone for him.

"Mr. Yang really wants to know? Forget it."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Nie Wendong narrowed his eyes slightly, then returned to normal, and said lightly:

"The characteristic of the Dao Fruit of Hanba is immortality, life and death, and those who have this Dao Fruit, even if the body is destroyed, have the opportunity to be reborn.

The old man managed to wipe out the Hanba and the ghouls, so her only bloodline is the old man and the main material for refining the blood-transforming pill..."

"So that's the case, no wonder you want to refine the Blood Transformation Pill, just to be safe."

Yang Xuanying praised repeatedly, suppressed the fear in her heart, and said:

"All the preparations for refining the 'Bloodline Transfer Pill' have been made, but where is the 'main ingredient'?"

"Carry."

Nie Wendong stretched out his sleeves and took out a **** jar the size of a fist.

"So ruthless, so ruthless."

Seeing this jar, Yang Xuanying's eyelids twitched.

…

…

boom!

The dark clouds covered the sun, the black color infiltrated the sky, and countless thunder dragons and lightning snakes rolled away in the dark sky.

The torrential rain fell on the mountains, rivers, and the earth, and the entire Deyang Mansion was completely covered by the heavy rain.

Some people knelt and howled in the heavy rain, some laughed wildly, some gulped down the rainwater, and more people wept silently.

After nearly three years, the arrival of this autumn rain can't solve anything, but its arrival unexpectedly means that this severe drought that affected tens of millions of people has completely passed.

day, night...

This heavy rain lasted for four days and three nights, and it seemed that he wanted to return all the rainwater he owed in the previous two years at once.

On the fifth day after the heavy rain, the sky had just cleared up, and the brighter day swayed down the brilliance, sprinkled on the creeks among the mountains, and on the rivers that were no longer dry.

In the year of severe drought, everything is bleak, and millions of people are affected by the disaster, but after all, there are some special places that are less affected by the disaster.

Jiagou Village is such a place.

This is a very small village. At the beginning, there was only one family. Later, it grew stronger, but it was only a few dozen households.

Their ancestors fled from the previous dynasty and entered the mountain. After the world was settled, they never went out of the mountain, and they rarely dealt with outside the mountain.

The two-year drought has caused a lot of damage to the village, but firstly, the family has surplus food, and secondly, the ditch and spring passing through the village have never dried up, so they have not fled famine.

"It's finally sunny!"

Shaking his wet clothes, Jia Liuzi heaved a sigh of relief.

This heavy rain was so fierce that every household in the village was crazily collecting water at the earliest time, but later, seeing the river flooding back, water was everywhere, and they became worried about mudslides instead.

Fortunately, the rain is over and the sky is clear.

"Six, where are you going?"

Someone saw Jia Liu and said hello.

"It's raining, I'll go to the mountain to have a look, maybe there are some bugs and fish to catch and eat."

Jia Liu greeted casually and walked out of the village.

"I'm afraid you have a bag on your head! It's been dry for a long time, so there are no fish and shrimps, really!"

The man rolled his eyes and ignored it.

"call!"

Jia Liu ignored him, he often left the village because he had a litter of dogs, which were raised in the mountains.

After more than two years of severe drought, the livestock in the village have been eaten up, not to mention the guard dogs, even the old hens that lay eggs have been killed and eaten long ago.

But he didn't want to kill his own dogs, so he raised them into the mountains. Strange to say, people are so hungry these days that they can't survive. Although these dogs are all skinny, they still survived.

Hurrying out of the village without noticing anyone, Jia Liufang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around a few small hills, and walked to a shady place that was rarely visited by people.

"Wow!"

He called softly twice, and a few fluffy heads poked out from the small cave covered by dry grass.

"Where is Xiao Hei?"

Jia Liu affectionately rubbed a few skinny things, his complexion changed.

When it was released, his dog was pregnant with a litter, which had been born a few months ago. Although a few died of starvation, three survived, and he especially liked the black one.

At this moment, I swept away, and my heart suddenly screamed.

"Wow!"

Jia Liu was searching anxiously, when he suddenly heard faint calls in the distance, he was overjoyed and hurriedly searched for it.

After a while, I saw the little black dog running towards him.

"You little guy, where did you go?"

He reached out to hug him, but the little guy shook his head, whimpered softly, bit his trouser leg, and pulled him to the other side.

"Why?"

Jia Liu reacted quickly, surprised and delighted:

"Did you find something to eat?"

"Wow!"

The little black dog kept barking, ran to the distance, turned back after three steps, and led Jia Liu over.

Not long after, Jia Liu heard the sound of running water, and realized that he had actually come to Shuigouquan.

Shuigou spring is underground water, not mountain water, so not only did it not dry up, but also underground fish were washed up from time to time, so he naturally came to this place a lot.

But he glanced at ~lightnovelpub.net~ and was immediately surprised.

"people?!"

Jia Liu took two steps back in horror.

In the ditch not far away, there was a corpse lying on its stomach. The corpse seemed to have been severely burned and soaked in water for many days. The arm holding a bronze mirror looked a little swollen.

But looking at his clothes, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary person.

"Wow!"

The little black dog wagged its tail happily and barked a few times. Seeing that Jia Liu couldn't come over, it simply jumped on it and licked the face of the corpse.

"Hey, I can't eat it!"

Jia Liu was in a hurry, and was about to run up in a hurry, but he suddenly froze after two steps, and fell to the ground in shock.

The shapeless corpse soaked by the fire opened its eyes at some point!

"Nie Wendong!"