On one side, Chen Xuan is heading to the ancient city of Adi with the Sea Tiger Tribe, while on the other side, Shen Binglan is preparing to go with Wanyan Xiyin to find the representatives sent by the Shark Tribe to attend the Sea Tribe Conference.
Before setting off, Shen Binglan went back to the Third Ring Island to stay for a short while, and happened to see the "Goddess" Xiao Qian praying to Penglai Tiangong for clear weather.
For some reason, it has been cloudy for many days in a row.
I saw Xiao Qian standing on the beach, with his hands intertwined and raised in front of him, his little head lowered slightly, his eyes closed, and his face was full of piety.
"Lord God, the sky has not cleared for three months in a row, and a lot of the grains we planted have died. I beg you to show mercy and let the sea clear up!"
After praying, Xiao Qian opened her eyes and looked at the layers of dark clouds in the sky. There was still no sign of clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky. She couldn't help but sigh.
And a group of ordinary people behind him who were watching Xiao Qian praying also sighed one after another.
Xiao Qian has prayed several times in recent days, but each time she received no response from Penglai Temple, so this time the islanders were completely disappointed.
Seeing Xiao Qian looking like she was about to cry, Shen Binglan couldn't help but step forward and comfort her: "The weather can't be cloudy all the time. I believe it will clear up soon."
"No, Sister Shen, whether it is cloudy or sunny, it is the will of the Penglai Tiangong God. If the God does not allow it to clear up, it will always be cloudy."
Xiao Qian said very disappointed, with pure awe for Penglai Heavenly Palace in her tone.
Shen Binglan didn't understand at all why the weather in Pengying Haizhou was controlled by Penglai Tiangong. It didn't matter that mortals couldn't decide the weather. But there were hundreds of millions of monks in ten continents overseas. It was very simple for high-level monks to change the weather in a short time.
Since the weather has not cleared for three months, is it impossible for the monks to disperse the dark clouds themselves?
"Xiao Qian, although my cultivation level is not very high, it is no problem to disperse the dark clouds near the Third Ring Island and make the sky clear within a hundred miles. Since your prayer to Penglai Heavenly Palace has not received a response, let me help you.
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As Shen Binglan said this, she was about to fly into the sky to disperse the dark clouds, but Xiao Qian held Shen Binglan's hand in great panic and fear: "No, Sister Shen, you can't do this!"
Wanyan Xiyin from behind also quickly stopped in front of Shen Binglan, with a worried and solemn look on his face.
"Why?"
Shen Binglan couldn't help but be startled.
Wanyan Xiyin immediately explained: "Fellow Daoist Shen, if we monks dare to change the weather without authorization, we will immediately be punished by the thunder of punishment from Penglai Heavenly Palace and demoted to a mortal body. Therefore, you must not help Sanhuan Island to disperse the dark clouds."
After hearing this, Shen Binglan didn't know whether to feel funny or helpless.
The iron rules of Pengying Haizhou's cultivation world are really ridiculous. Even the climate is controlled by Penglai Tiangong. I don't know what the psychology of the gods in Penglai Tiangong is. Could it be that controlling the operation of everything in Penglai Haizhou can make the so-called
The islanders of the Third Ring Island sighed in the rain, but as mortals, they had nothing to do about the three consecutive months of rainy weather. Everyone's face was as heavy as the dark clouds in the sky. This small paradise-like island
The island also became heavy.
Looking at the expressions of these mortals, Shen Binglan felt a sense of empathy for some reason, because in Penglai Heavenly Palace, the carefree days of these mortals that she had seen before were no longer there, and Xiao Qian's innocent and romantic smile also disappeared from her face.
Went there for many days.
"Fellow Daoist Wanyan, can't you, the Sea Royal Clan, lend a helping hand to the mortals you protect?
It’s not that the Sea Royal Family are the strongest fighting kings in the sea.”
When asked by Shen Binglan, Wanyan Xiyin showed a wry smile.
His dead sister also asked a similar question: "Brother, why is the weather of the sea controlled by Penglai Tiangong?
We are the Sea Royal Family, the kings of the sea, we can control the water flow at will, why can't we change the weather ourselves?"
Wanyan Xiyin didn't answer at that time, not because he couldn't answer, but because the answer was too real for his innocent sister.
As a result, his sister gradually changed her personality and became an ice beauty among the Sea Royal Family.
Now Shen Binglan asked the same question again, and Wanyan Xiyin finally had no choice but to answer: "Penglai Heavenly Palace is the way of heaven in Pengying Haizhou. All we can do is to remain in awe of Penglai Heavenly Palace, whether it is human monks or us marines."
clan, this is a fact that cannot be changed in thousands of years."
Shen Binglan heard the powerlessness in Wanyan Xiyin's words.
She suddenly felt that the so-called King of the Sea, the Sea Royal Clan, was quite pathetic. Such a powerful monster clan actually wanted to leave its fate to the control of Penglai Tiangong.
Not only the Sea Royal Family, but also the fate of all monks and mortals in the ten overseas continents is controlled by Penglai Heavenly Palace, and the reason why everyone is in awe of Penglai Heavenly Palace is the "Thunder of Heaven's Punishment" that ignores cultivation.
This made Shen Binglan think about her own fate. From the moment she entered the Hanli Ice Palace, her life was not her own, but tied to the Hanli Ice Palace and Wu Mengyao.
Not to mention that he was given a heart-burning curse by his most respected master and was given only a hundred years to live.
Although the cultivation speed has increased tenfold, Shen Binglan feels that it is meaningless to continue practicing like this.
Just because of amnesia and being brainwashed by Wu Mengyao, Shen Binglan never dared to have any disrespect towards Wu Mengyao or the idea of resisting fate.
She can only follow the path arranged by Wu Mengyao to the end. Survival is the most important thing at the moment.
As for the fate of the mortal residents of the Third Ring Island, Shen Binglan could do nothing but sympathize.
"Let's go, let's meet up with Princess Haixin, and then go to the ancient city of Adi together."
Wanyan Xiyin said and walked towards the sea.
After Shen Binglan said goodbye to Xiao Qian, she used her escape technique to follow Wanyan Xiyin.
This time she decided to attend the Hai Clan Conference with Wanyan Xiyin because the representative sent by the Shark Clan was Princess Hai Xin.
As the Jukuzhou Hai tribe and Zuzhou human monks competed for the Spirit Mine Island, many high-level warriors were sent to patrol or fight at the junction of the two continents. Each monster tribe could only send some young representatives or older ones to guard the territory.
Seniors went to attend the meeting, but Wanyan Xiyin was the only one who rushed back from the junction.
Princess Hai Xin wanted to attend, and of course he, as Princess Hai Xin's fiancé, also wanted to go. This was a sign of respect for Princess Hai Xin.
It just so happened that Shen Binglan wanted to confirm the connection between Princess Haixin and Haixin Shark Pearl, so it was imperative to go to the ancient city of Yadi.
She and Wanyan Xiyin escaped into the sea. Shen Binglan escaped in the sea for a while and entered the demon sea area. Wanyan Xiyin took out a body-protecting orb special to the sea royal family and gave it to Shen Binglan to resist the demon power in the sea.
This orb was once a personal possession of his sister, and Wanyan Xiyin was willing to give it to Shen Binglan, which shows that the shadow of his biological sister he sees in Shen Binglan is getting deeper and deeper.
