Raising the Demon

Chapter 406
Xiang Anbai's cloud boat is the standard cloud boat of Yinglongzong, and the cloudship technology of Yinglongzong is considered to be unrivaled in the world. Most of the cloudships of other sects are produced by Jiqiaozong, only the cloudships of Yinglongzong are made by themselves of.

Zi Baifeng and Xiang Anbai boarded the cloud boat and flew west all the way.

"My lord, your current name is Mo Guang, and you are an introductory disciple under the seat of Elder Longzhao. You have only been introductory for three months, so other people don't know you very well, so you can remember it well." Xiang Anbai operated Yun Zhou told Zi Baifeng that it would be too dangerous for Zi Baifeng to go to Ying Longzong now, and if others found out his identity, he would be in danger.

No matter how strong he is, it is difficult for him to use two fists four times. In Yinglongzong, if he encounters danger, he may not even have time to escape.

"I know." Zi Baifeng silently recited the word "Mo Guang" several times.

Ying Longzong's cloud boat was extremely fast, and flew out of Zaitian Mansion in the blink of an eye.

"My lord, we have already flown out of Zaitian Mansion. Zaitian Mansion is located in the western border of the Kingdom of Heaven. The more we go west, the more desolate and fewer cities there will be. After passing through three cities, they are Changliu, Dingshui and Wangdong. These three cities are still prosperous because they are on the only way from Zaitianfu to Yinglongzong. Compared with the city, it is still much smaller, and the life of the people is quite hard."

Xiang Anbai is a qualified guide. He told Zi Baifeng all the places he passed on the road. He knew that Zi Baifeng was not an ordinary monk. He was also a magistrate in charge of one party. The city that the monks dismissed, also has a sense of curiosity.

Flying out from Zaitian Mansion, after flying for about three hours, we encountered the first city, Changliu.

"Starting from Changliu, there is no official road to the west. This city is called Changliu. It is to advise businessmen who come and go, not to go west, because it will be deserted if it goes west." Xiang Anbai sighed , said: "However, there are always people who don't believe in evil, and they continue to step forward, using their bodies to pave a road extending in the desert..."

Zibaifeng followed Xiang Anbai's finger and looked over. Changliu is a very desolate small city. It continues the style of Zaitianfu. It occupies a huge area and the houses are messy. Taupe paint that was thrown carelessly on the ground.

Yunzhou quickly passed Changliu, Xiang Anbai said to Zi Baifeng: "My lord, it must be night in the next city. You should take a rest first. If we arrive, I will wake you up."

Zi Baifeng nodded, closed his eyes, and rested his mind.

Even in Yinglongzong, this is considered a rare item. The interior layout of the small cloud boat is very comfortable, a bit like the high-end car that Zi Baifeng sat in in his previous life. Although there is no way to lie down, the seat is extremely comfortable. Up above, Zi Baifeng felt a little drowsy.

In the past few days, he has been really exhausted. Unlike other monks, he has long been able to eat, drink and sleep, but he still has to sleep, eat and drink. In addition to being stronger, he is the same as ordinary monks. People are no different.

In a daze, Zi Baifeng woke up from his sleep. Xiang Anbai in front of him was concentrating on driving the cloud boat, trying to keep the cloud boat away from the air currents, so that Zi Baifeng could sleep more peacefully. Zi Baifeng suddenly felt a little The place was not right, he frowned, and said to An Bai: "Have you noticed that the aura is thinner than before?"

"Aura?" Xiang Anbai was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "My lord, maybe it's just because we flew too high."

Zi Baifeng shook his head, he looked out from the side porthole.

Outside the window, the sky was already dark, and the moonlight sprinkled on the clouds, like a dream.

The clouds churned under the moonlight, like a silent sea, surging waves.

"Go down to the clouds." Zi Baifeng said, Xiang Anbai didn't speak, but manipulated the cloud boat to lower the altitude, passed through the thick clouds, Zi Baifeng looked down with luck and vision.

"This is..." He saw the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth flowing to the west, as if being pulled by an invisible and huge force.

He frowned, and looked harder at the ground with his spiritual power vision. He could vaguely see that there was a thick ground vein in the ground. In the ground vein, the spiritual energy surged like water, rushing to the west.

On the earth, the land is dry and cracked, the rivers are cut off, everything is withered, and there is no trace of life.

"This...it wasn't like this when I came here...how could it be?"

Xiang Anbai was very surprised, he hadn't gone back to Yinglongzong for several months, and this was the first time to respond to Longzong in recent months, the scene in front of him was completely different from what he had seen before.

"The last time I came here, although it was very desolate, there were also a lot of vegetation." Xiang Anbai said, he frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Yes, it is Yinglongzong who fully opened the spirit gathering formation."

"Mianxian Conference..." Zi Baifeng took a deep breath. Ying Longzong wanted to entertain so many monks in one place, and the consumption of spiritual energy was extremely huge, so they had already started to open the big formation in advance, gathering Reiki.

At the beginning, the Niaoshu Temple fully launched the spirit gathering formation, which made the entire people around Niaoshu Mountain miserable, not to mention the Yinglongzong. At this time, it seems that the Yinglongzong's spirit gathering formation will even affect the entire Zaitian Prefecture. and several nearby states.

There is still more than half of the distance from Yinglongzong, tens of thousands of miles away, and it has already been affected.

"My lord, Dingshui City is ahead." Xiang Anbai looked forward, and after a while, said to Zi Baifeng.

"Dingshui City is a city where nomads gather nearby. This city is not big, and there are many large nomadic tribes living nearby. They call themselves the Yingding tribe. It is said that they have the blood of Yinglong and are extremely aggressive." Xiang Anbai and his son Bai Feng explained, "There is a great leader of the Yingding clan, also known as Khan, who is more far-sighted. He built a city here in Dingshui City hundreds of years ago, and exchanged some goods with merchants."

Speaking of it, although it was hundreds of years ago, judging from his tone, this visionary Khan is still alive, and he is obviously a monk.

"The reason why Dingshui City is called Dingshui is because there is a big river that flows into the ground when it comes here, it looks like the river is frozen... That is the Dingshui River... Huh?" Speaking of this, Xiang An Bai suddenly stopped. There was indeed a river channel at the place he was pointing at, but the channel was pitch black without any shimmer. Obviously, the river had dried up.

"What's going on... Dingshui City is ahead, I hope there will be no changes in Dingshui City."

Sure enough, Yun Zhou flew forward for a while, and saw tents of all sizes on the ground.

"Strange..." Xiang Anbai was stunned for a moment, "Are they killing horses?"

Zi Baifeng looked in the direction pointed by Xiang Anbai, and was also a little puzzled.

Although they were flying at high altitude and at a high speed, and in the darkness of night, they could still see clearly that several shepherds lit a bonfire and were killing horses. The horses struggled and fell into a pool of blood.

"The horses of the Yingding clan are Yingmas, and it is said that they also have the bloodline of Yinglong. They treat the horses as brothers. Even if the horses die, they will be buried generously. How could it be..."

Zi Baifeng looked around, but saw that this was not a special isolated incident. The naked eye could see that the ground was full of bonfires, like stars, and at every bonfire, there were people slaughtering horses.

These shepherds burst into tears and muttered words, as if they were not killing horses, but praying.

"Slow down." Zi Baifeng said, under Zi Baifeng's vision of spiritual power, he could easily see a big man in a fur coat standing outside a huge tent, looking out of the tent with a full face of compassion, A young man was tearfully killing a steed.

"This is..." Xiang Anbai's speed slowed down again, and the screaming sound brought by Yunzhou startled the people on the ground, and the young man who killed the horse raised his head, waving his weapon at the sky with anger and hatred on his face, Jumping feet, seems to be cursing something.

The complexion of the big man in fur changed, and he immediately grabbed him and covered his mouth.

Yunzhou stopped beside the big tent. The big man smiled and said loudly: "Yingding Khan Huzar didn't know that the envoy passed by, and he was far away to meet him. Please let the envoy come in and rest, and Huzar will live well." Have a treat."

The only ones who will pass here and have this kind of high-speed cloud boat are the senior people of Yinglongzong, and he dare not offend Yinglongzong.

"Is he the visionary Khan?" Zi Baifeng asked.

"Yes, he is." Xiang Anbai sighed, poked his head out of the cloud boat, and said, "Mr. Hu, it's me, Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai, is that you?" Huzal sighed, wiped off his sweat, and said, "Fortunately, it's you... Hasen, come quickly, it's Xiaobai."

"My lord..." Xiang Anbai turned his head to look at Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng nodded and said, "You can rest for a while."

He also wanted to know what was going on here.

"Thank you, sir." Xiang Anbai turned around and brought out a big bucket from the cabin, and smiled shyly at Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng shook his head and smiled, it turned out that Xiang Anbai had planned to stop here a long time ago.

"I'm your junior brother." Zi Baifeng reminded him not to reveal his identity easily.

"Yes, my lord." Xiang Anbai nodded and jumped off the cloud boat.

"Old Hu." Xiang Anbai greeted Huzal. Huzal saw that Xiang Anbai was following other people, and his expression changed. Hu Hansen scolded him just now. Going back and chewing their tongues will not only bring disaster to them, but also affect Xiang Anbai.

Seeing Huzal's expression, Xiang Anbai hurriedly introduced Zi Baifeng who was behind him, and said, "This is my junior brother Mo Guang, don't worry, he's one of us."

"That's good, that's good." Huzaer laughed, and handed the big wooden barrel in his arms to Anbai, saying: "Mr. Hu, the cloud boat is too small to carry the good wine brought by Tianfu. Too many, that's all."

"Haha, if you have the heart, it's good to have these." Huzal laughed, but although he was laughing, the worry in his eyes was not dispelled, but it set off even more melancholy.

"Brother Bai!" The young man called Hasen dropped the knife in his hand, rushed over, and hugged Xiang Anbai.

Xiang Anbai was slender and of medium height, but Hasen was a stout man, and Xiang Anbai was almost lost in this hug.

"Brother Mo Guang." Hasen came up and hugged Zi Baifeng again, Zi Baifeng immediately shouted that he couldn't take it anymore, this big man smelled of blood mixed with sweat, and he didn't know how long he hadn't bathed.

"Mr. Hu, I passed by the sky just now and saw that Dingshui has dried up, and... what's going on..."

"Yes, the Dingshui River is dry..." Huzaer shook his head and sighed, "We are offering sacrifices to Yinglong God..."

Yinglong is a kind of dragon, and dragons are in charge of rainwater. It has always been like this in legends, and Yinglong is no exception.

"Since you left last time, it hasn't rained again, and the water in Dingshui River has become less and less. A month ago, the water in Dingshui River also dried up, and our wells have no water... Huzar's tone was low.

The Yingding clan believed in the Dragon God, at this moment, they could only sacrifice to the Dragon God in their own way, hoping that the Dragon God would take care of them.

In fact, from Zi Baifeng's point of view, it seemed that they were unable to feed these horses anymore, so they could only kill these livestock in the name of sacrifice. As for cattle and sheep, they probably had already killed them.

"How did this happen?" Xiang Anbai was shocked, and then he looked at Hu Zar and Hu Hansen's eyes, and suddenly understood: "It is Yinglongzong?"

"I... I didn't know it would be like this... I..." Xiang Anbai subconsciously began to blame himself, Huzal shook his head and said: "It's none of your business, although you are also a disciple of Yinglongzong now, but this kind of decision-making , but it’s not up to you to decide.”

Huzal didn't resent others indiscriminately, and Zi Baifeng had a good impression of this rough and bold Khan.

"Come on, it's rare to have good wine today. I ordered someone to prepare some food and drink. If you don't get drunk today, you won't return." Huzal put away his worry and laughed loudly. Even in the face of such a predicament, he still did not change his true colors .

"No, no need, Mr. Hu, you know that I don't eat and drink much, you can leave more things to the tribe." Xiang Anbai has traveled for many years and has seen a lot. Naturally, he is not someone who does not eat fireworks. A kind of monk, he knows that every ounce of food is very precious to the entire Dingshui City, so it is naturally impossible to eat and drink again.

"We still have some food here, and the last well." Hansen said, "Wangdong City in the west is the most difficult place. The old stubborn man in Wangdong City has bowed his head to beg us. Anyway, we can't raise those livestock, so let them pull them." Walked some..."

"That old man from Wangdongcheng?" Xiang Anbai was startled, "He actually bowed his head to Mr. Hu?"

"Wangdongcheng's today is our tomorrow... That was already a month ago. After careful calculation, the food has already been eaten by now. I don't know how many people are still alive in Wangdongcheng. "Huzar shook his head with a wry smile. He had fought with that old man all his life. He was originally an enemy, but now he didn't know why, and felt sad.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long." Xiang Anbai said to Huzaer: "Mr. Hu, take them to move eastward. I saw some water in other places on the way..."

"Migration? Where can we move to?" Huzar laughed harder, "Most of the horses are starved to death now, and even if they are not starved to death, they can hardly walk, so we have to kill them. You can travel thousands of miles in a short time by riding a cloud boat, but for us now, we may not be able to cover a thousand miles in a month.

Xiang Anbai looked outside the big tent. The guards in the big tent were all the bravest warriors under Khan's command, but these warriors now also had sunken cheeks, sallow and emaciated.

"I should have thought of it..." Zi Baifeng felt very uncomfortable. Since the death desert was brought under control, he thought that this kind of scene would never happen again in this world. Who would have thought that he would see this scene again in the Kingdom of Heaven The people are in dire straits, starving to death everywhere.

The Face Immortal Conference is a grand event of the Yinglong Sect and the entire world of cultivating immortals, but for ordinary people, it is a huge catastrophe.

Zi Baifeng simply thought that the consumption of aura by a large number of monks was a good opportunity to make money, but he never thought about what this so-called conference would bring to ordinary people living on this land.

When, such an important matter, will be ignored by me?

When did I become so utilitarian that I would work hard for those money and possessions, but leave the really important things behind and ignore them?
Zi Baifeng fell into self-blame until Xiang Anbai pushed him, saying: "Mo... Junior brother, let's go."

"Xiaobai, if you pass by Wangdongcheng, go and help me check the situation in Wangdongcheng. I want to know if that stubborn old man is still alive..."

"What did you say?" Zi Baifeng was startled suddenly, woke up from self-blame, and stared at Huzar with wide eyes.

"What?" Huzar was taken aback by him, startled, what are you doing?
"You just said, surname Zi?" Zi Baifeng grabbed Huzar's hand.

"Yes, surname Zi." Huzar said, "What's the matter? Is there any problem? Little brother, do you know that stubborn old man?"

"Big... junior brother..." Seeing Zi Baifeng's excited expression, Xiang Anbai suddenly realized that the old man's surname was Zi, and Zi Baifeng's surname was also Zi.

"Junior brother, the lord of Wangdong City is surnamed Zi. No one knows his name. Everyone calls him old man Zi. There are about three to 400 people in Wangdong City with the surname Zi, and Zi is considered a common surname in Wangdong City." Xiang Anbai and Zi Baifeng road.

"Why didn't you tell me!" Zi Baifeng was shocked. When he was a child, he would often play in the ancestral hall, and the old people in the village would tell him about the great deeds of their Zi's ancestors.

He doesn't remember many things. After all, he was too young at that time, but some of them are clearly remembered. For example, they are the descendants of the ancient kings, and they were exiled in the world. They migrated from the northeast. For more than ten generations, there are still their relatives in other places.

"There are no second sons in the world, as long as anyone with the surname Zi is our clansman, Bai Feng, you can remember." He vaguely remembered the old man telling him so.

There are no second sons in the world.

Those people are my people!
This thought echoed in Zi Baifeng's heart.

In fact, Zi Baifeng didn't have a deep understanding of the clan, nor did he particularly care about it, but Zijian was different. He wanted to find other clan members many years ago, and his persistence also affected Zi Baifeng.

In Zi Baifeng's heart, there is more guilt. The submerged fish submerged Zicun because of him. In his heart, he always wanted to make up for something.

"Little brother, you..." Seeing Zi Baifeng's excited look, Huzal was a little puzzled.

"Mo Guang is my Taoist name, my real name is Zi." Zi Baifeng said.

"So that's the case...then you have to go and have a look!" In one sentence, Huzar understood the cause and effect, and hurriedly said.

"Go, go to Dongcheng immediately!" Zi Baifeng yelled.

(End of this chapter)