I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Zhang Yuan just laughed it off at Mo Huaian's sigh.

He came to Shang Jingtian to pursue a higher level of martial arts and had no real intention of joining this sect.

After a few years, when he has broken through to the seventh level, Zhang Yuan will definitely leave.

Once one becomes a guardian general or a divine general, one will inevitably be subject to great restrictions of the sect and cannot leave whenever one wants.

Therefore, even if he got this opportunity that others dream of, he would refuse it without hesitation.

Of course, there is no need to emphasize this point to Mo Huaian.

That night, he stood guard at the door of the ancestral hall and tried to use the Fire Stone he had just obtained to practice "Six-in-one Qilin Body".

The Fire Stone is similar to the Evil Infant and the Beast Core, and it contains a large amount of the power of the flaming sun.

If this power were to explode instantly, it would definitely burn Zhang Yuan to ashes!
So Zhang Yuan was extra careful.

Fortunately, the knowledge that Mo Huaian possessed helped him avoid countless detours.

To extract the energy inside the Fire Stone undoubtedly requires skills and means.

Although Mo Huaian had never used the Fire Stone before, he provided Zhang Yuan with the corresponding method.

In fact, this method can be used as a way of inheritance in many families or gangs.

The value is very high.

Mo Huaian, however, was not stingy and told us everything he knew.

After understanding these techniques, Zhang Yuan activated the Hunyuan True Power, penetrating into the Fire Stone bit by bit, and drawing out a trace of the power of the Fiery Sun.

Take it into your own Qi Hai Dan Tian and then refine it!
At the beginning, Zhang Yuan failed repeatedly and almost caused the energy inside the Fire Stone to get out of control.

But after repeated experiments, his technique became more and more proficient.

The understanding of the characteristics of fire stone continues to deepen.

Finally, he succeeded in refining a trace of the power of the scorching sun.

The power of the flaming sun after being refined is precisely the excellent "fuel" for practicing the "Six-in-one Qilin Body".

With the successful experience, the subsequent refining process went smoothly.

Zhang Yuan was so immersed in it that he waited until dawn without realizing it.

When the light of morning light shone on the village, he reluctantly put away the fire stone.

The practice is over.

Zhang Yuan's gains were considerable. His "Six-in-One Qilin Body", which had not made any progress for a long time, had reached a higher level.

This is undoubtedly an excellent start.

After having a simple breakfast, Zhang Yuan and Mo Huaian left the village.

move on.

Because he suspected that a drought demon had appeared in Yongzhou, Mo Huaian did not rush to Yong'an City, but instead conducted an in-depth and detailed investigation of the surrounding villages.

Look for more useful clues.

At the same time, the young wizard also sent a communication talisman to the sect.

You have to know that the place where the two are currently is very far away from Shang Jingtian’s house.

The talisman used by Mo Huaian is of high quality!
However, Zhang Yuan and he searched several villages in succession but found nothing.

There was no one and no strange creatures, let alone strange monsters like the Fire Demon.

It was as if all the monsters and demons had become invisible or disappeared.

Two days later, the two were not far from Yong'an City and finally saw some human habitation.

However, neither Zhang Yuan nor Mo Huaian felt the slightest joy in their hearts. Instead, they felt increasingly heavy and depressed.

Due to the severe drought, famine was everywhere.

The village beside the official road finally had people in it, no longer empty. However, the villagers were severely devastated by the drought, and they were skinny and slow in movement, like zombies.

Some of them were lying in the shade in front of or behind the houses, with dull eyes and numb expressions. If it weren’t for their chests still rising and falling slightly, there would be no sign of life at all.

He didn't react at all even when flies and mosquitoes landed on his body.

Some people also built a fire, and I don’t know what they were grilling, and there was an unpleasant smell in the air.

The village that Zhang Yuan entered seemed to still have life, but in reality it was not much different from death.

Even his and Mo Huaian's appearance did not cause any reaction from these villagers.

They were so thirsty, so hungry, and so weak that even the words of begging and pleading were stuck in their throats.

He could only roll his eyes, revealing a slight desire for life.

"How could this be?"

The tragedy that happened in front of him broke Mo Huaian's heart. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is the government of Daqian? Is there no one to provide disaster relief?"

You have to know that this place is not far from the capital of Yongzhou, yet there is such a scene of starving people everywhere.

What other options do the civilians living in more remote areas have?
"Master, please be kind~"

At this moment, a shriveled and skinny woman rushed out of a mud house and fell in front of Mo Huaian's horse.

She held a young child in her arms, raised her head with all her strength and begged, "Save my child!"

The child was extremely thin, with his eyes closed. His exposed belly was bulging and his breathing was extremely weak.

Mo Huaian got off the horse without any hesitation.

He raised his hand, grasped a talisman, and instantly slapped it on the child.

Suddenly, a light flashed, and the child trembled all over, groaned softly, and woke up!
Mo Huaian turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuan again.

Zhang Yuan silently took off the water bag he was carrying and threw it over.

Mo Huaian caught it, unscrewed the wooden stopper and brought the sac opening to the child's mouth.

The latter immediately swallowed it greedily!

After drinking enough water, the child struggled in the woman's arms for a few times and sobbed, "Mom~"

However, the woman was no longer able to respond to his calls. She lowered her head and showed no sign of life.

The next moment, a middle-aged man with a pale face came out of the house leaning on a wooden stick. He looked at his dead wife and crying child on the ground with an extremely sad expression.

He staggered and fell on the woman, letting out a low roar from his throat.

"Condolences."

Mo Huaian stuffed the water bag into the other person's arms and looked at Zhang Yuan again.

Zhang Yuan silently threw two pancakes over.

Mo Huaian patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and was about to say something when suddenly a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds came from afar.

Upon hearing this voice, the middle-aged man who had just held the child in his arms suddenly changed his expression.

He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he suddenly stood up, dragged his disabled right leg and ran into the house, shouting, "The grain collection team is here again!"

"Quick, run!"

At this moment, the whole village was in chaos.

Some villagers ran out of their houses and ran around like headless flies.

Some fled to nearby fields.

Only those who were extremely hungry, thirsty and weak remained indifferent, quietly waiting for death to come.

Dust and smoke were billowing in the distance, rapidly approaching the village! (End of this chapter)