The South China Sea is too far away, so drive the clouds from the East China Sea to get closer.

Usually, if you want to do things in a small area, you can adjust the clouds from nearby. However, the entire northern area is too big. Bai Yujun has studied for a long time and felt that the best way is to go to the beach to bring clouds. It will definitely be more difficult, but the effect is the best.

Hurrying on a starry night to the shores of the East China Sea.

Wearing a white outfit and a straw hat, he stood on the rocks at the seaside and stared at the sea. He felt the rising water vapor calling him faintly. He wanted to enter the sea, but instinctively felt that something was missing and the time had not come yet.

"The time has not yet come..."

The blue water laps at the rocks, the roaring waves roll over the sky, and we wait for the red sun to rise at dawn.

The sea level is very high, and there is a feeling that the land will be submerged at any time. The red sun rises and the glow is long. In this situation, Bai Yujun felt that he should write a poem to highlight Benjiao's extraordinary talent. After thinking about it for a long time, he spat at the mouth and gave up.

Why can't I write poems like "Kun Peng Hundred Thousand Miles"? God knows where such a big creature is, whether it can run around so huge, etc.

Water vapor gathers in the East China Sea and does not land, as if there is an obstacle.

"It's interesting."

I took out my raincoat from the storage bag and put it on, rolled up my trouser legs and put on a pair of straw sandals. My white and tender feet and the straw sandals didn't match very well. I always felt that they were two irreconcilable contradictions.

After thinking about it, I felt that I had to say something before taking Yun away, at least to take something from someone else's hand.

"Um... I'll borrow some rain clouds. It won't take long for them to return to the sea along the river. Don't mind. I'm relatively poor. I'll just forget about tributes. That's it."

The rhetoric is so superficial and vulgar. It is estimated that the literati could scold a certain dragon to death after seeing it. At least they would not be able to write thousands of words of eloquent memorials and pray to the sea, and they would be in mourning.

Standing on the highest point of the reef, he raised his hand and blinked his eyes.

"Wind blows!"

In vain, the wind was so powerful that it stirred up thousands of feet of waves on the sea. The solemn wind swept the water. The sea and sky that were calm just now were filled with violent winds. The wind was high and the waves were violent, and the range of the wind was rapidly expanding. The sudden changes frightened the seabirds. The wind was so strange.

, the people living on the beach were terrified and inexplicable.

When the wind is almost gone, continue to the next step.

"Yunlai!"

Water vapor gathers into clouds, and even directly pulls clouds that have formed in the distance to gather here. To call for wind and rain, you need a source. At least for now, Bai Yujun needs a place to form clouds and then move them away. He can gather enough rain clouds in the East China Sea.

, we will talk about whether the climate will change after the rainfall and return to normal.

People in seaside villages, towns and cities stared at the sky above the East China Sea, and saw thunderclouds billowing like ink on the sea and sky.

From the East China Sea to the North, it passes through two states and counties with relatively large populations, which would cause trouble if used in its original form. What Bai Yujun wants to do is to quietly make a fortune instead of delaying his business.

There are not enough clouds, so we have to continue to gather them.

Sitting on a rock by the sea and silently activating your talents, controlling the dark clouds and preventing rain. This kind of work is easy for the legendary dragon, but it is a bit too heavy for the dragon...

The rain clouds rolled over and thousands of waves shook the sky and the earth.

The slender figure sat on the bank of the East China Sea for three days and three nights, motionless as the rain clouds gathered. It did not stop until the invisible black rolling black clouds formed above the head. From a distance, there was a black line covering the sky and the earth along the East China Sea.

Then, a certain Jiao became miserable. The rain clouds gathered too much pressure and he couldn't move fast...

"Oh, Jiao Sheng, it's all a trap..."

He stood up, looked up at the clouds dripping rain above his head, and was speechless. There was too much water, and it spilled a lot. Forget it, sometimes Jiao Sheng couldn't ask for elevation. He straightened his straw hat and walked step by step towards the dry land.

As a result, almost many people saw the black line moving as far as the eye could see on the horizon.

"So heavy."

Every step he takes is tiring, and he cannot waste all his time on the road. Bai Yujun uses his spiritual energy to accelerate and glide close to the ground at a crazy speed. He has to grit his teeth and persevere due to the serious consumption of his spiritual energy. Water leaks all the way along the way. It is not easy to gather water vapor, so it cannot be wasted.

, the uncomfortable thing is that the speed should not be too fast, otherwise the rain clouds will not be able to keep up.

After flying for a day and night, my spiritual energy was severely depleted and I landed again.

Recovering your spiritual power while walking forward, step by step, ignoring anyone and keeping your head down as you go.

Ruined temple on the hill.

A few martial arts masters resting in a ruined temple were drinking water and eating cakes. Suddenly, it started drizzling outside. In the distance, a figure wearing a straw hat and a raincoat was walking slowly. When he looked up at the sky, he saw that black clouds were rolling over them.

In the martial arts world, people keep weapons around them without leaving any trace, so they have to be cautious when going out.

"Who is that?"

"You can't see your heels, and when you walk, your hands move like a swordsman, and he's a master."

A certain martial arts person has a very sharp vision.

"Is it a woman?"

When someone reminded me, I realized that she was indeed a woman. She was young, with small white feet wearing straw sandals. She was very tired walking step by step, as if there was a heavy burden on her shoulders.

Very strange...

When passing by the ruined temple, Bai Yujun looked up and quickly lowered his head, passing by without saying a word. The rain clouds in the sky were very heavy and he couldn't find a place to sit down and rest.

A martial arts master looked at the speed of the black clouds in the sky in surprise and then at the girl.

"She seems to be moving the dark clouds..."

"Master Yang, you are talking nonsense again. How can someone lead the clouds away? However, these black clouds are indeed strange. There has been no heavy rain in the neighboring counties for more than a hundred years."

The thin figure gradually moved away, walking slowly and firmly in a certain direction.

His spiritual power was almost restored, he flew off the ground, speeding up and pulling Yu Yun on his way...

A certain village.

The villagers pointed at the black line that was getting closer and closer in the distance. When they got closer, they realized that it was rolling rain clouds. They were jumping with excitement and joy. They had never seen heavy rain. The crops in the fields needed rainwater and the livestock needed drinking water.

, but why did the clouds fly so fast just now and suddenly slowed down again?

I was very tired after a quick walk leading the clouds. I was almost exhausted and had to continue moving forward step by step.

After a long time, when the dark clouds reached their heads, the villagers saw a lonely figure walking in the distance...

"So tired..."

The burden on my slim body is too heavy.

Walking step by step to the entrance of the village, after thinking for a while, I walked up to the villagers.

"I felt a little thirsty when I passed by the treasure place, so I came here to ask for a bowl of tea."

The villagers who were still waiting for the rain were too lazy to say hello and had no time to make tea. The girl was disappointed and her pretty face was aggrieved. In the crowd, an old woman led her two or three-year-old granddaughter to watch the fun.

The little girl suddenly pointed at the girl in the straw hat and spoke slurred words.

"White...white...long..."

The old woman looked at her granddaughter and then at the girl in the straw hat. She shuddered when she thought of the legend. She hurried home and took out the tea she had made for the old man, panting and handing it to the mysterious girl.

Bai Yujun was originally disappointed and ready to leave, but smiled after seeing the tea.

"Thank you."

He drank all the tea in one gulp and returned the big bowl to the old lady.

"You give me tea, and I'll give you water. See you again if we are destined."

Turning around and leaving without looking back and waving her hands, a drizzle suddenly began to fall in the village, and the villagers cheered in the rain. For some reason, the old woman always felt that it was the mysterious girl who waved her hand that caused the rain...
Chapter completed!