Although an ancient true dragon is not very powerful, its bloodline power is enough to defeat most of the dragons in the Xuxu world today.

He transformed into a human form and looked like a middle-aged man wearing a dragon-like robe and a jade belt. He looked majestic and had a bit of a kingly air.

"Sin Long Lichuan, pay homage to the two immortals."

This immortal refers to the immortal in heaven.

Taoist Jiu Jue watched the figure of the Leibu Priest who lost his life in the Battle of Tianqing disappear, and some memories came back to him. Mountains and rivers have changed, seas have changed, and he never thought that in the blink of an eye, he has been in this virtual world for thousands of years.

With the master here, it was not convenient for Li Qinglang to speak first and stood silently waiting.

"This time I came to pursue some old stories about evil dragons, but I didn't expect it to be in vain. Don't tell your junior sister about this matter. You two continue to go south, and I'm going back to the sect."

Taoist Jiu Jue ignored this ancient dragon, but turned around and spoke to his disciples.

"Be careful on your way south. It's up to you to deal with this guy."

"Yes! Master, walk slowly!"

Li Qinglang respectfully bowed his hands and sent Master Jiu Jue away, then looked at the man who called himself Li Chuan.

The gray-haired man looked in awe, not because of Li Qinglang, but because of the old man who was related to the Immortal, the Thunder Priest!

But little did he know that he could manifest into the world entirely because of Li Qinglang!

As for his memories, they just evolved over time. Of course, there was also help from Hua Man Yue and the other three.

"Can the Dragon Palace be taken away from here?"

Li Qinglang asked.

Li Chuan nodded, "Yes, this Dragon Palace is a pocket-sized spiritual object, it can be big or small."

He raised his hand and recited the secret formula without deliberately restraining his voice, obviously intending to inform Li Qinglang.

In that darkness, the entire floating island shrank in a burst of light, and finally turned into a palm-sized pocket landscape.

Li Chuan took the exquisite treasure island in his hand and sent out the spiritual power with his left hand. "The Immortal only needs to leave a spiritual mark on it. Next time he recites the Taoist formula, he can make the treasure island bigger or smaller as he pleases."

"Give me?"

Li Qinglang looked helpless and smiled awkwardly, "What are you doing for me? You can keep it yourself!"

Li Chuan was a little surprised, and he was a little unsure whether the young man in front of him really refused or was pretending to shirk.

"The Immortal rescued someone out of trouble, so I should repay you. I have nothing else to gain, only this treasure island is worth a little money, please accept it."

Li Qinglang was a little hesitant. Originally, this treasure that could levitate in the void was extremely valuable. If he could get it, he would make a lot of money.

But this treasure, which is completely separate from the main plot, will not trigger other chain reactions if it is really obtained!

You must know that misfortunes depend on blessings, and blessings depend on disasters!

"Forget it, you can keep it."

Li Qinglang waved his hand with a hint of regret, "When we come out this time, we will first settle down the area under Jiang Shoucheng's jurisdiction. Then we will report to the ninth peak of the Xianyin Sect in the north.

Although the terms used in modern and ancient times are different, with the strength of your spiritual thoughts, communication will not be too difficult. And I believe that you will soon be able to understand the current situation in the world."

"Follow the Immortal's orders."

Li Chuan quickly put the treasure island away. It was such a good treasure. How could it be possible that he wouldn't feel bad for giving it away?

"The world here..."

Li Chuan followed Li Qinglang out of the void, looked at the hot and dry world outside, and sighed with emotion when he saw this scene that was not the same as before.

And the latter also sneered mercilessly, "Isn't it you who caused it?"

Li Qinglang looked back at the cracks that were gradually healing and disappearing, and he already had a deeper understanding of the world in his heart.

All his settings are just the structure of the world, just like a picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival, with only a few rough outlines of the layout. The specific mission plot is meticulously described in detail.

As for the whole picture to be lifelike, it has to rely on the people in the painting to continue to complete it and the world to continuously evolve.

The black seam disappeared very quickly, and soon disappeared from the world.

Li Qinglang reached out and used his powerful spiritual consciousness to detect the golden light of Zui Chou. The heaven, earth and space merged into one, without any gaps.

"Can you find the crack?"

When Li Chuan heard this, he immediately used his consciousness to go to the place where the black seam was. However, he searched carefully for a while and found no clues.

"Never seen it."

"Then let's go back to the city!"

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In the main city area, Li Qinglang took Li Chuan back to the City Lord's Mansion. He explained the relevant matters to the officials in the City Lord's Mansion, which was considered as officially giving Li Chuan a public status.

Although Li Cun's cultivation makes them dare not not listen, there is no guarantee that someone will not ask for help from the Xianyin Sect, which will cause a lot of trouble.

"The next step is up to you."

After Li Qinglang finished speaking, he silently stepped aside.

On the large square, Li Chuan showed his true body, leaped and took off into the air. He performed the ancient dragon's natural ability to summon wind and rain.

In an instant, the sky was filled with storms and dark clouds, and a heavy rain was about to come!

The matter of wind and rain was originally an important matter that the ancient dragon clan was responsible for. However, with the Battle of Tianqing, the ancient dragon clan was almost wiped out. Only a few remnants were left, and they were all far away.

There is no real dragon in the world of Xuxu, only the dragons who are thousands of miles apart in terms of bloodline. Naturally, the latter does not have the ability to call the wind and rain.

Even in ancient times, if a dragon secretly caused clouds and rain on its own, it might have been reported to heaven and punished by killing the dragon!

Black stratus clouds rolled in from the sky, as if they wanted to oppress and destroy the earth.

The strong wind picked up, blowing the sultry heat, and the air became more and more dull. Not long after, a raindrop as big as a bean fell on Li Qinglang's face.

One drop after another, it soon became a downpour.

When the long-lost rain fell on the world, even the monks jumped for joy.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night alternate, and rain moistens all things. This is a natural law.

Although people who practice Taoism can escape, if they are not in the human world for a long time and do not experience nature for a long time, it will not be beautiful, and it will even seriously affect their practice.

After all, the way of heaven is the most obvious avenue!

Li Chuan slowly fell from the sky, his body transformed into a human form, and landed respectfully beside Li Qinglang.

"When I get to know the world at this time, and then set up a few more cloud-moving divisions and rain-making divisions, I can slowly turn the abnormal weather in Jiangshou City back to the right path."

"Well, then you can stay here. When the matter is over, you will go to Xianyin Sect to report. We will see the arrangements there. Maybe it won't take long before someone comes back to find you."

Li Qinglang spoke slowly. After all, with the relationship between Taoist Jiu Jue and Qi Yun, he would definitely tell the latter. For example: Your junior brother encounters some unexpected situations outside, please solve them.

And judging from the latter's urinary properties, I'm afraid it will be time to dig a hole for myself again.

"I still need to rush to other places, and I will leave immediately. You must keep the Priestly Church in mind while you are here, and do not make the same mistakes again. Otherwise, my master will definitely make you feel a more painful experience than before."

"Little dragon doesn't dare! I will do my duty to reverse the natural cycle here."

"That's good."

Li Xinlang nodded and looked at the officials under Yuan Hua Man Yue's command.

"You must also assist him in his work. If there is any neglect of duty, I will report it to the sect and severely punish him.

After saying that, Li Qinglang took out the token again and communicated with his junior sister. He told him to take Xiaoyou with him and wait outside the city. Then he took a deep look at Li Chuan, and his body turned into a rainbow and went straight to the south.

Although Jiangshou City is vast, most residents in the city have migrated to other places due to drought. The economy is not developed, and there is no teleportation array. Therefore, Li Qinglang and his wife had no choice but to go to another city first.

The last stop is the mountain col ghost town - its original name should be called Black Creek Flower Valley.

Once you get here, you are not far from the Natsmir Grand Canyon.

According to the information recorded on the scroll, it is precisely because of its proximity to the southern battlefield. Wars often break out here, and the ghost town is actually a battlefield site in the early years.

Now it seems that an extremely powerful and violent ghost has been born there, commanding many monks in the city. The army of monster souls is extremely powerful and pollutes the surrounding landscape aura.

Next to it, there are actually several immortal sects, but the leader of the most powerful sect is only at the early stage of the Golden Core.

The ghost is said to have already half-stepped into Nascent Soul, and is extremely powerful because of the strange things in the city.

Li Qinglang did not plan to show up to those Xianjia sects this time, not only to prevent a recurrence of the Hua Man Yue incident, but also to keep a low profile and inquire about the internal situation of the ghost town.

Therefore, he and Shangguan Jinse each put on a mask and pretended to be middle-aged.

Li Qinglang quietly changed his figure, becoming shorter and stronger. He also changed into a more wild style, wearing a bamboo bamboo hat.

Shangguan Jinse hugs Xiaoyou. This is the biggest disguise. What a neon Luohou cat! The first-level Xianyin Sect has forbidden hunting of spiritual beasts, but he dares to hug him. Either he is a rich and powerful person, not even the Xianyin Sect dares.

Provoke; or he is a busy man who licks blood from his knife edge!

The Black Flower Valley was once a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, even if the strange black flowers were ignored.

But now, there is scorched earth everywhere inside and outside the valley!

Li Qinglang and Shangguan Jinse walked on the road strewn with black dust. The houses on both sides were almost intact, with ruins everywhere and bones of hungry corpses everywhere.

Shangguan Jinse came from a big family and had only heard of it. Where had he really seen such a scene? Although he was not afraid, he still felt intolerance and pity in his heart.
To be continued...