Every year and tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long...
Xu Jiaorong stayed alone in her boudoir, her clothes stained with tears. She could not help but worry about Xu Xian who was traveling far away, for fear that he would suffer some accident.
The gods came to the world and Xu Xian escaped. It was filled with so many dangers and terrors that Xu Jiaorong could hardly calm down for a moment. Xu Xian was already her only relative in this world, so nothing could happen to her.
"Now I can only travel thousands of miles in my mind. If I were to fly in the water body, I would not be able to catch up with them. I will travel thousands of miles in my mind to see if Xu Xian is okay."
Xu Jiaorong was sitting in the house, unable to rest assured after all. She put her hands on her knees, her face was calm, and a ray of light came out from the sky gate, wrapping a ball of soul, just like a god or fairy.
This group of souls left the Tianmen and flew straight out of Qiantang.
Zhang Yutang, who was originally reading with the stars in the yard at night, felt the breath coming from the room. He sighed and sat on the stone bench. He patted the door and a black and white Yuanshen flew out, stepping on the auspicious clouds.
He left with Xu Jiaorong's soul.
Xu Jiaorong's soul flew out of the Holy Master's Mansion and headed north. The soul followed the wind and traveled thousands of miles very quickly. Zhang Yutang followed closely behind, not daring to stay away.
"It is already spring, and the crops that have been planted are turning green and forming ears. Why is there no rain in this land thousands of miles away? The drought is abnormal, and there are even cracks in some places."
Zhang Yutang's soul was extremely fast, following Xu Jiaorong's soul without any delay, secretly protecting her safety. When he took a moment, he looked towards the place thousands of miles away, and suddenly felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
But seeing thousands of miles of fertile fields, the drought is like fire at this time. The land in many places has cracked and penetrated gullies. The ravines are crisscross. The wheat seedlings are withered and yellow, and the production is about to cease.
"If this continues, if there is no rain, this year's harvest will be in vain. When the time comes, there will be no food to eat, and a large-scale disaster will occur."
Looking at the cracked earth, Zhang Yutang was worried: "I wonder if the current Human Emperor has thought of any countermeasures. In the world of White Snake, there are countless gods walking around the world to control the weather. Such things should have been seen by the gods long ago.
, so to speak, the reason why there is a severe drought and no rain falls is probably the intention of the gods."
"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with the little people of Shengdou. When the Emperor of Heaven and the gods are angry, they shouldn't take it out on these little people of Shengdou. It's really unreasonable."
Seeing that many people on the ground were still awake and weeping and worshiping gods late at night, countless anger surged in Zhang Yutang's chest.
The land is thousands of miles long and criss-crossed with ravines. The crops grown in many places have died of drought, and the water in some places has even dried up. Not to mention the crops, even drinking water has become difficult in some places.
Zhang Yutang's eyes were filled with light. Looking from a high altitude, he saw a cloud of bad luck appearing thousands of miles away. The bad luck appeared black, seven or eight pitch black, covering the sky above.
"There is so much resentment. So much resentment has accumulated in just such a short time. When these resentments gather together, they will inevitably cause chaos among thieves and bandits."
In some high mountains, some thieves and bandits have gathered, raising the banner of justice for heaven.
"It's coming so fiercely. Is this the calamity deduced by the Immortal Pavilion Master?"
Zhang Yutang's heart was filled with fear, and he hurriedly followed Xu Jiaorong without taking a closer look.
suddenly!
A ray of black energy rushed up from the ground, rose into the air and turned into a head that stretched across the sky. The head's eye sockets were like lamps, its green light shone, and its long hair danced across the universe.
"What a fat soul!"
The head laughed strangely, opened its mouth, and a long tongue like a broom swept out and flew towards Xu Jiaorong.
"evil creature!"
Xu Jiaorong in the light ball looked at the head blocking the way, a trace of fear flashed on her pretty face: "Who are you? How dare you cause chaos in the world?"
The huge head smiled strangely: "The world is unfair and ghosts arise on their own. Fat and tender souls, please give up your resistance and merge with me."
"Go to hell!"
Xu Jiaorong stood on top of the cloud, and a burst of spiritual power from her soul radiated out, like a sharp sword stabbing the head in front of her.
The long hair on the head swept across, defeating the domineering sword formed by the mental power, and the long tongue swept forward as always.
Regarding the use of the power of the soul, Xu Jiaorong only mastered the magical power of the bright moon on the sea, but Xu Jiaorong was still shallow and could not read and use it after leaving the physical body.
"Mr. Sir, I never thought that a moment of thought would lead to an eternal farewell."
Seeing the long tongue sweeping towards her, Xu Jiaorong's face revealed a hint of determination, her mental power surged, contracting and contracting, she wanted to explode her mental power, and would rather die than surrender.
The soul is the foundation of a person. Once it explodes, it will disappear forever between heaven, earth and the universe. It will never be reincarnated again. It is a real disappearance and an eternal disappearance.
"Jiaorong, don't be like this!"
Zhang Yutang's voice appeared next to her, making Xu Jiaorong almost think she was in a dream. After Zhang Yutang appeared, a silver moon shone behind her head, and the silver moon shone brightly, like heavy rain falling to the ground, filling the sky and the earth.
The huge head was completely made up of ghosts pieced together. Although it was powerful, it could not be condensed together and could not form much fighting power. When illuminated by the silver moon, it dispersed like melting snow on a blazing sun.
"Who are you?"
"If I eat my soul to strengthen myself, what does it have to do with you?"
"Why are you interfering with my actions? Do you know who I am?"
"Leave quickly and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will be obstructing the underworld from doing its work and you will not die well."
There were countless voices coming from the huge ghost thing. These voices were male and female, old and young. The voices were sharp and made people feel restless when they heard them.
"I am the Heavenly Master of Demons, and I am walking around the world according to God's will. If my evil deeds are not punished, how long will it take for me to do so?"
The silver moonlight shines brilliantly over Zhang Yutang, and the silver-white moonlight pours down, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, a vast expanse of white.
"The Yinsi will not let you go!"
The ghost roared angrily and disappeared into a wisp of smoke.
"Ms. sir, why are you here?"
Xu Jiaorong was in shock. Looking at Zhang Yutang who was guarding her, she felt a little ashamed.
"You keep quiet and wander around thousands of miles without fear of anything happening. If something happens to you, what should I do?"
Zhang Yutang's soul shot out a piece of divine light, covering Xu Jiaorong's soul: "Hurry back with me. Xu Xian will be fine if he goes to the capital. If the gods kill him, he will have no chance to go to the capital.
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"You mean Xu Xian is fine?"
Xu Jiaorong looked at Zhang Yutang, eager to get a positive answer.
"It'll be okay."
Zhang Yutang’s answer was categorical and left no room for doubt. (To be continued.