After hearing Zhao Zhuer's reminder that what fell were the collapsed fragments of the Blessed Land, Zhang Wenfeng immediately realized that the Bishuitan Blessed Land collapsed, which was consistent with the three to five years estimated by Monk Fayuan.
The only thing I don't understand is that this place is three thousand miles away from the entrance to Chongzhou, how could debris fall?
As far as he knew, the Bishuitan Blessed Land was about three hundred miles in radius and could not reach Guzhou.
He quickly transmitted his question to Zhao Zhuer, who showed a relaxed look on his face and shouted: "Let's go to the vicinity of Luoshahu Town. There are still one or two waves of debris falling. In this small blessed land of three hundred miles, there are only three waves of debris at most."
It’s over.”
Zhang Wenfeng saw that the little girl who had just learned to fly was struggling to fly in the heavy rain and her speed was not fast enough. He stepped forward and put his hand on Zhao Zhuer's shoulder to help her. "Whoosh", the two of them were gone in an instant.
After falling into the sky outside the town, Zhao Zhuer had time to explain: "Most of the collapsed blessed lands or secret lands crashed in the void. Occasionally, fish that slipped through the net fell into our world. Experts who were prepared in advance would work together to change the fragments.
Wherever you want to go, try to land in an uninhabited place on the edge of the barren mountains, it may be two to three thousand miles away. Let's be careful not to let the debris hit this area of villages and small towns, and other places will not be taken care of."
Everyone understands what she means. It is human nature to be distant or distant.
The donkey hovering high in the sky shouted: "Here we come! Three large pieces of house debris are falling this way."
Twenty or thirty miles away, there were bursts of loud crashing and shaking sounds, from far to near.
"Miss with spells, or destroy rock fragments!"
Zhao Zhuer's cultivation was not high enough and her eyesight could not see that far, so she gave instructions loudly.
Zhang Wenfeng squinted his eyes and said to the donkey: "I'm responsible for the two pieces on the right." He motioned with his left hand to the little girl behind him to run with him so that she wouldn't be missed. He drew his sword in his hand and pointed it diagonally upwards and slashed the sword in the air.
The sword energy was like a blue rainbow. Wherever it passed, the rainwater within ten feet was wiped out, leaving a straight hole.
With a "boom" explosion, the rocks split into pieces and rained down on the Luosha Lake four or five miles outside the village.
Zhang Wenfeng smashed another falling rock with his sword again, and then used the Flowing Water Sword Intention and the Silk Sword Intent. The sword energy in the air shuttled through the heavy rain, clearing away countless fist-sized gravel and soil behind.
Falling objects from high altitudes, even stones as big as a finger, can kill people if they hit them.
The donkey used thunder and sword energy to easily destroy the boulder and clean up the remaining debris. It was covered in lightning and leaped back and forth in the air. It had not moved its muscles for a long time. It missed the days when it was a bodyguard in Dingxi City.
Zhao Zhu'er did not hesitate to praise the donkey's butt loudly: "Senior Brother Lu is so capable, a hero, and dedicated to the people. Zhu'er admires him so much..."
Donkey grinned strangely and interrupted: "Junior sister Zhu'er, you see I have done a great job, so your wages will not be increased."
"That's not possible. One code equals another. The processing money is the reward I earn from the viewer. Senior Brother Lu, you saved the people from suffering. It is a noble and honorable act with intangible merits. It cannot be confused with others."
Zhao Zhuer likes to mess around with donkeys.
When she calls "Senior Brother Lu" when asking for help from Donkey, she usually calls Lu Zijin directly.
After witnessing the actions of the viewer and the donkey, she realized that with the two of them having not used half of their abilities, it would not be a problem to protect the town and the village where her parents lived. She was also in the mood to relax her tense mind by messing around with the donkey.
What I'm most afraid of is crashing in a secret place without the protection of forces.
When it collapses and is discovered, even fifth-level and sixth-level monks cannot save it, often resulting in countless mortal casualties.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his head and looked to the south. Any experience was a test of cultivation. He did what he should do and didn't think it was a big deal. He listened to Zhu'er and the donkey bickering and messing around, with a smile on his lips.
After a while, another wave of debris came.
This time, seven or eight huge rocks were thrown towards the town, and the vibrations in the distance were shocking.
One person and one donkey used all their strength, the sky was filled with sword energy, thunder, and huge explosions one after another, to resolve the disaster that had brought to the nearby area.
People in the town and nearby villages closed their doors and were frightened when they heard bursts of falling noises.
After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, the heavy rain stopped.
Zhao Zhuer raised his head to observe, breathed out gently, and said: "It's over!"
Several figures flew from the northeast sky, all wearing official Taoist robes, with law enforcement guards hanging on their waists. From a distance, someone raised his hand and asked: "I'm Wu Jin, Linsha City Daolu Branch. Thank you for your efforts to save the people. May I ask?
What do you call them?"
The situation is unknown. The sallow-faced man opposite is wearing a long gown and is dressed as a doctor. The little girl next to him is wearing a short coat. There is also a divine horse donkey with occasional lightning flashes on its body. The strange combination makes Daolu Branch and the group dare not be careless. This place is so far away.
The border is not far away and people come and go, so it's quite complicated.
They also saw broken trees in the barren hills outside the town, rocks rolling down, and large craters everywhere caused by crashes.
It was obvious that the two people on the opposite side worked together to resolve the disaster in the small town.
Zhang Wenfeng took out his identity card and flashed it towards the other side, and said in return: "The immortals were watching Zhang Wenfeng, and it happened that the fragments of the blessed land fell. They cannot just sit idly by and do nothing, and they cannot be worthy of the words of thanks from Fellow Daoist Wu."
After looking at the ID badges, the faces of the people over there had smiles on their faces. They were our own people.
Wu Jin hurriedly raised his hands and saluted again: "Xiaoyue Temple Wu Jin pays homage to Zhang Guanzhu!"
He comes from a sect, and he has heard the name of Guanzhu Zhang of Xianling Temple for a long time, so how can he dare to be indifferent in the slightest.
Zhang Wenfeng said a few polite words and sent a few people to check the disaster situation ahead. Maybe there were ordinary people in the village who were in trouble, so they didn't need to join in the fun.
After the rain, the fog dissipated. Many neighbors in the town saw Zhang Langzhong, Donkey and the Zhuer girl in the sky from behind their windows. They were all surprised. This discovery made them excited, and at the same time they reflected in their hearts on whether they had ever seen this before.
A place that offended Zhang Langzhong and several other immortals.
Zhang Wenfeng no longer cares. He will no longer live in a small town and let the neighbors in the town see through his identity.
The two men and the donkey flew into the backyard of the medical shop.
An hour later, Wu Jinxun, who went to check on the disaster, visited the hospital. This time, no one was killed or injured in the disaster. He came here to report and thank him.
Zhang Wenfeng sent the little girl, Lu Zi and Wu Jin to go to the county town and transfer the shop to the name of Zhu'er's father and mother. This was a trivial matter, and Wu Jin agreed with a smile. The senior's whereabouts were exposed due to an unintentional disaster and he wanted to leave here.
He couldn't keep it either.
The master's actions were mysterious and unpredictable, and he did not dare to ask.
Of course he will report the situation truthfully.
On the morning of the third day, Zhao Zhuer, who had told his parents that he would go out to cultivate immortality, kowtowed three times in front of the hall to his red-eyed father and mother who kept wiping her tears, then flew out of the house and flew under the surprised gazes of countless villagers.
Soaring into the sky, he met up with the Taoist priest who was full of fairy spirit, and followed the prancing donkey to fly south.
"The girl from the Zhao family has become a fairy!"
"It turns out that Dr. Zhang in the town is a god. No wonder the medicine cures the disease!"
Various excited words spread from the village, and the remote village was lively for a while.
The donkey jumped in the air and turned its head to ask the little girl who was a little depressed: "Junior Sister Zhu'er, haven't you been born in two lives? Why are you still like this..."
It doesn't understand. It is said that Zhao Zhuer has seen through the human world and shouldn't show such emotions.
Zhang Wenfeng reached out and touched the little girl's head and comforted her: "When you have time in the future, you can always go home and take a look. It won't take long to come and go."
Zhao Zhu'er nodded and sighed: "I thought I was worthy of the mortal world, but in fact I still have concerns. Maybe this is how to become an immortal? You have to go through this process."