Mist Fairy

Chapter 158 The Place where the Phoenix Stays
Everything was normal before this guide fairy appeared.Even after this guy appeared, he didn't show anything unusual.

But when this guy gave the 'Pearl' to Zhang Cundao, the situation changed!

The pure aura in his mind gave a slight warning. Zhang Cundao took the 'Pearl' and took a look. What kind of pearl is this? It's clearly a bone full of teeth marks from being bitten!
Pure aura has the ability to detect 'falseness', and this 'pearl' has its flaws as soon as it is obtained.At that time, Zhang Cundao didn't say anything, but returned the 'Pearl' back.

But what I didn't expect was that the old man in front of me was so wicked, and even sent a jade slip of "Cloud Sea Miscroll" over.What kind of jade slip is this? It's that disguised bone!The old man was not even willing to change the props, and continued to cheat with this bone full of tooth marks!

Zhang Cundao was angry, but he didn't show it. Instead, he continued to talk.

But the old man found that Zhang Cundao couldn't be fooled twice, so he simply launched the last trick and brought him to the 'Xianmen'.

This fairy gate is just a monster's big mouth, if you enter the fairy gate, you will never enter any fairy world, but will enter the belly of the goblin instead!
When Zhang Cundao's long Qing sword slashed down on the goblin, the bloody mouth suddenly closed, and the long tongue that turned into a wooden bridge was also retracted!
This time, there was no support under Zhang Cundao's feet, and he fell down immediately.But this cut by the Changqing Sword only cut off a broken tail.Taking advantage of this opportunity, the owner of the broken tail instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place!

Zhang Cundao suddenly fell from the 'sky'.But the next moment, he sat on the ground with a 'thump', and rolled out of the fog!

On the left is a quiet red mist, and on the right is an open plain.Yellow grass and low trees grow on the plain.Looking into the distance again, it was blurry.

"The red mist...it seems to be at the same level as the Huangya Temple." Zhang Cundao saw the mist, and some assumptions in his mind were confirmed.

The white mist should be the lowest level, while the red mist is one level higher than the white one.The so-called 'flying up' is from the area of ​​white mist to the area of ​​red mist.

In fact, if you feel it carefully, you will know that the aura activity here is much higher than that in the white fog area!This is why the progress of the "Huang Ya Jing" in the Jingshui Hengyu is very slow.

In this way, in the blessed place of Elephant Trunk Mountain, the fog there seems to be purple...

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Cundao didn't know if he was thinking right.He looked around, and led Di Lao to the depths of the plain.

The current plan is to find a place to settle down and get familiar with the world gradually.Therefore, it is reasonable to find people first.

Now it seems that this blessed land is not small, and it is estimated that there will be people living there.So Zhang Cundao walked deep into the plain.

After walking for a while, there were withered and yellow grass leaves all around, and I didn't see any animals.There is a look of decay here.

As he went deeper, Zhang Cundao gradually saw the fields beside the road, and also saw the people beside the fields struggling to carry buckets of water and watering the fields.At this time, the seedlings in the field were green and yellow, half dead.

The farmers looked like they were sighing, but they were helpless.

Zhang Cundao looked to the side, the canal used for irrigation by the field was empty at this time, and the ground was dry enough for mice to run away.He stopped and asked, "Master, is this a drought?"

A sad-faced farmer nodded and said, "It hasn't rained for more than half a year, the ponds are all dry, and the river is all dry!"

It didn't run, it was indeed a drought.

Zhang Cundao looked at the sky strangely. At this time, the sky was cloudless and clear.He was a little puzzled. The reason why this blessed land is called a blessed land is that extreme weather rarely occurs in the blessed land, and the weather is generally favorable and the climate is pleasant.

Zhang Cundao didn't know the specific situation, so after asking about the way, he continued to move forward.After walking for a short time, I finally saw a big city—Phoenix City.

A city was surrounded by high walls, and there were a few soldiers standing at the gate of the city. On the gate were written the words "Phoenix City" and "Ximen" in small characters.

After entering the city, it is a square city.But at this time, the market is deserted, most of the shops in the market are closed, and the few shops that are open have very few products.

Walking to the center of Fangshi, some people finally gathered here. When I walked over to take a look, it was a group of people who were reading the notice.

[Notice: Tomorrow at noon, Caizhi Guandongyan real person will practice to pray for rain. 】

The handwriting on this notice was a bit scribbled, it seemed that the person who wrote it was a little bit resentful, and the notice was too simple... And under the notice, the crowd watching were full of complaints.

"Pray for rain again! If praying for rain works, it should have rained months ago!"

"That's right! The real person in Caizhiguan doesn't know how to ask for rain at all, let alone rain, he can't even ask for clouds!"

"The lord of the country is too kind to them, so he should drive them out and invite a real person who can really pray for rain!"

As the crowd talked, they began to get excited.Zhang Cundao also listened to the excitement.After listening for a while, except for some complaints, Zhang Cundao left the group and headed to other places after receiving no new information.

He said to Di Lao: "Di Lao, go and inquire about the prices, so that we can exchange some local goods."

The currency of each blessed land is different. If you want to live in the blessed land, you need to prepare some local currency.This is similar to exchanging currency abroad.It's just that something needs to be sold here, in exchange for currency.Inquire about prices to avoid being cheated.

Di Lao is very good at doing this kind of period. He left Zhang Cundao and went to the nearby shops and stalls to inquire for a while. After a while, he came back and said: "Young master, I have found out clearly that you can directly trade with gold here. We Quite a few."

The use of gold and silver to trade shows that there are many ordinary people in this blessed land, and the currency cannot be made too high-end, otherwise it will be inconvenient for ordinary people to use.

Use gold to exchange some local gold coins. The purpose of exchanging gold coins is for convenience, otherwise it is inconvenient to make up for it.The front side of the gold coin here is a phoenix flying high, and the back side is a "phoenix" character.

It is said that a phoenix once descended on this blessed land, and the king who established Phoenix City is said to have the blood of the phoenix.There is also a scripture handed down in the family of the lord of the Phoenix City - "Phoenix Scripture".

The phoenix is ​​a legendary monster, but her relatives do not kill humans at will, and are considered good monsters by humans.In Phoenix City, there are many legends about Phoenix.When Di Lao went to inquire about prices, Zhang Cundao chatted with others, but also learned a lot of local rumors.

In the evening, Zhang Cundao and Di Lao lived in the inn.This inn is also terribly deserted, the waiter is so bored that he doesn't even have to beat the flies, because of the drought, all the flies here are dead...

Because of the drought, merchants from outside the mist did not come here.There is no water supply when you come here, so why should merchants come again.There have been no merchants in the past six months, and the place has become so depressed all of a sudden.

What is worse than having no merchants is that if the drought continues, food will not be guaranteed, which may cause a major famine.

Nowadays, you have to go to a special store to buy water.These waters are condensed by practitioners using spells, and the output is small and the price is high.

Listening to the innkeeper complaining, Zhang Cundao didn't know what to say.

At noon the next day, Zhang Cundao and the people in the city came to the open space in the city, where there is a practice of praying for rain today.Although the people in the city didn't believe that Daoist Dongyan could ask for rain, they still looked at it with the feeling of "what if". After all, it was related to their survival.

After waiting in the square for a while, a beautiful feather soft sedan chair descended from the sky. This sedan chair was filled with feathers of various colors, making it look very coquettish.A middle-aged monk wearing a colorful feather robe also stepped out of the sedan chair with a solemn face.

After he came out, several disciples wearing three-color feather robes also appeared, and then these disciples quickly prepared, and in a short time, a gorgeous altar was built.

The scene was quiet, and everyone was watching this scene.This made the real person who went to the altar even more nervous.

He went up to the altar and took out a magic weapon similar to a feather duster from his arms. He held the feather duster high, began to shake his head, chanted something, and danced and performed.

Zhang Cundao could clearly feel the power spreading from him.But this power was of no use. He danced for a long time, and nothing happened.

God didn't even bother to give him a breeze!
Dancing and dancing, Zhang Cundao could clearly see that the monk was a little impatient.Suddenly, a circle of divine light appeared behind his head, and then he vigorously waved the feather duster, and suddenly a gust of wind rose, rolling up dust all over the ground, and flying towards the sky.

Dust filled the air, and everyone covered their faces with their sleeves.But after this gust of wind passed, the sky was still the same, and there was still no cloud at all. After all, it was lonely.

After waiting for a long time, the crowd finally broke out!

"Liar! You liar!" Someone finally broke down and cursed.The next moment, countless insults came out of their mouths, making the ears of the monks on the altar red!
But what can he do?Use a spell to blow everyone up and throw them to the ground?He can indeed do it, but what's the point?
In the end, he tightened the feather duster in his hand, and could only get off the altar in desperation, got on his soft feather sedan, and flew away from here as if fleeing.

Zhang Cundao looked at this scene, thoughtful in his heart.

After a while, he turned his head and said to Di Lao: "Let's go, let's meet the king here for a while and see if we can do something!"

Di Lao nodded, and asked in a low voice: "Young master, do you want to help them pray for rain?"

Zhang Cundao looked at the desperate people beside him, and finally nodded and said: "If it can be done, I don't mind helping them."

This drought is not suffering those monks, nor those nobles, but these ordinary people!
(End of this chapter)