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Chapter 277
A disciple passed by here for training, and then found this pangolin.

Originally, he wanted to kill the pangolin, but after getting to know the people and observing it himself for several months, he saw that the pangolin was indeed harmless.

Therefore, he didn't make a move, and let the pangolin stay here.

"Amassing virtue? It's a rare goblin practice."

Now that he has practiced, Fang Zelin has never seen a goblin who does this.

Yunzi nodded upon hearing the words, "Indeed."

As he said that, he glanced at the village in front of him, his eyes flickered with spiritual light, and he saw traces of orange-red light rising from the village.

Seeing this, Yunzi frowned.

"No Qing."

"The disciple is here."

Wuqing heard the master's call, stepped forward, and came to the front with a blurred figure.

"Teacher, there seems to be a disease in this village, so you take a few disciples to the village and pretend to be wandering Taoist priests to help the people in the village cure one or two diseases."

As a disciple of the sect, he still knows how to treat diseases with the most basic talismans.

This is the most basic Earth Sha technique.

For some common diseases, draw a Taoist talisman, burn it, mix it with some water and drink it, and the disease will be cured.

This is a spell that the disciples who go down the mountain must master, so that if they encounter some patients who are sick and have no money to treat them, they can only watch but are helpless.

"Yes, the disciple takes orders."

Hearing this, Wuqing turned around and took a look, then nodded to several disciples, and then changed into Taoist robes together, preparing to put on some talismans and enter the village.

Looking at Yunzi's arrangement, Fang Zelin didn't say much, but turned to look at the rice fields aside.

Seeing the cracks in the field, he frowned.

When I reached out and dug in the field, I dug out a large piece of dry soil.

"Is this place dry?"

Fang Zelin frowned and looked at the rice field in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the ears of rice, but the millet on top was shriveled, just a rice husk.

"It should be a drought, but I don't know how long the drought has been."

They just came this way, but they turned over an unknown number of mountains.

After arriving, it is obvious that the place is a bit desolate.

They had already arrived at the entrance of the village, and there were not a few villagers in sight.

"Strange, if there is that pangolin here, it shouldn't be difficult to dig some water and irrigate the fields, right?"

Fang Zelin turned his head to look at Yunzi with doubts on his face.

If the pangolin really wanted to accumulate virtue, then it shouldn't let this opportunity go.

It can't be said that the drought was done by the other party?
He didn't say this, but Yunzi already guessed this level when he heard it.

Immediately, Liu Mei frowned, the pangolin here was discovered by the disciples of Chaoshenggu, could it be that his disciples were deceived by this goblin?

After thinking about it in his heart, Yunzi was not in a hurry to draw a conclusion.

What is the specific matter, you need to ask one or two questions carefully before you can draw a conclusion.

"Master!"

Just when the two of them were having some doubts in their hearts, the next moment they saw a disciple running out of the village, and when he came to him, he opened his mouth and said.

"Master, there are only a few sick villagers in the village, and the other villagers are not in the village. I heard that they went up the mountain together to worship the Great Immortal of Shanli."

"Shan Li Daxian?"

When Yunzi heard the name, he was slightly taken aback.

"It seems to be the pangolin, who is called the Great Immortal by the people here, and built a temple in the mountain."

The disciple in front of him also inquired about the news, and said immediately after hearing the words.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go take a look together?"

Yunzi turned to look at Fang Zelin, and invited him.

Fang Zelin nodded upon hearing the words, "Then let's go and have a look together."

The place is dry, and what Yunzi said before, that the pangolin is accumulating evil virtues, the two are combined.

But it made them have to go and see.

If the pangolin is responsible for the drought here, then the goblin must take it down.

Thinking about this in his heart, Fang Zelin didn't leave in a hurry, but waved his sleeves.

The next moment, I saw clusters of dark clouds begin to condense.

Then, the pattering rainwater fell from the clouds and fell into the dry fields little by little.

It's just that the field here is quite large, and a spell cannot cover such a large area.

Fortunately, Fang Zelin has nearly a hundred years of practice now, and after the two small cloud and rain techniques are used, these fields are covered tightly, so that all the fields have received the blessing of rain.

"Okay, let's go!"

After finishing all this, Fang Zelin clapped his hands and said to Yunzi.

At this moment, Yunzi was staring blankly at the little cloud and rain technique in front of him, feeling the traces of aura emerging from the rain, and his face was even more strange.

There seems to be something wrong with this technique of spreading clouds and rain?

Naturally, Yunzi knew about the cloud-distributing rain in Tiangang's technique.

It's just that it is extremely difficult to practice in this kind of cloud and rain, not to mention, you need to be sealed by heaven and earth to practice this technique.

Generally speaking, Taoist disciples all practice the art of praying for rain among the earth magic arts.

After the technique of praying for rain is successfully practiced, that is, praying to the sky for rain, it is uncertain whether it will rain, how much rain will rain, and how large the area will be.

It seems a bit tasteless, but it is also a spell that is better than nothing.

But these two kinds of spells shouldn't be like Fang Zelin, with aura mixed in the rain, right?
"Fellow Daoist, the technique of spreading rain looks a bit different. Is there still spiritual energy in the rain?"

Yunzi withdrew his eyes and said in surprise.

The disciples of Chaoshenggu are also a little strange at the moment.

Using spells like this to consume his own mana, is this senior really not worried about the consumption of his own mana?
"Yeah, when I was learning this spell back then, I took a wrong path, and then I practiced like this."

Fang Zelin nodded, and then pointed to the little cloud and rain technique, "Fang called this spell the little cloud and rain technique, and he thinks it's quite useful."

"When traveling around, I often help the people water the fields. There is spiritual power in this little cloud and rain technique, which can increase a lot of rice production. It is one of the few things Fang can do for the people. "

The left and right are just casting a spell, which consumes a little mana.

For Fang Zelin, this was indeed a matter of little effort.

"Fellow Daoist is kind-hearted, and he will not forget such matters even if he succeeds in cultivation."

When Yunzi heard this, there was a hint of admiration on his face.

Even this fellow Daoist Fang may not lack mana, but he still has a lot of spiritual energy in his cultivation.

If the absorption is over, it is gone.

This fellow daoist was able to do this, which really made her a little admired.

(End of this chapter)