The young man was in a very happy mood after setting up a stall owner.

If the "Thunder Light Array" is exchanged in the academy, the price should be no less than twenty spirit stones. Thinking of the stall owner's ugly face, Jing Hua shook his head. The jade slip was probably pressed for too long and no one cared about it, otherwise the other party would not sell it.

Things went smoothly and there were no twists and turns. It was still early, and the boy did not bless the "Shenxing Talisman" and slowly left the city to go up the road. Today, he should be a holiday for himself, and the kingly way is to relax and relax.

The green fields on both sides of the avenue are endless, and people come and go around the ridges. They often see the sheds built by farmers. In midsummer, the climate is a bit dry. Fortunately, Sanjiang City is built by the water, and the irrigation waterways in the village are quite sound. In the high terrain, many farmers are carrying water and irrigation figures can be seen everywhere.

Turning over the bushes, dozens of people gathered next to the road ahead. They were all dressed as peasants, men and women, old and young, and were talking a lot.

"I didn't expect that the master was gentle and kind-hearted..."

"Yeah, God bless him with more blessings and longevity and become an immortal as soon as possible..."

"Bao! What does the old lady know? The master has magic, and he has already become an immortal..."

Looking along the people's eyes, there was a large terraced field in front of it. Next to the terraced field was a young man with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a tiger's back and bear's waist, which looked a little surprised.

The young man's eyes were clear and there was a faint vicissitudes of life.

"My fellow villagers, the way of heaven is so unfair, and we are treated as straw dogs. After months of rain, how can farmers farm? How can the people make a living?"

The baby behind him didn't understand and asked the uncle next to him quietly.

"Uncle Second, what did that big brother say? Why don't I understand? What is a kitchen dog?"

"Don't make a sound! Kitchen dog? It's the wealthy beside our stove..."

The girl next to her is a little older and can barely understand a few words.

"But Uncle Second, did it rain last month? Why did the elder brother say there was no rain for several months?"

"Silly girl! Shut up! Are you going to kill yourself?"

At this time, the young man became more and more excited. His fingers pointed to the sky and his voice shook the whole field.

"...I will go against the will of heaven today and save the world!"

A ray of light shone on the young man's fingertips, snatching his eyes. He gestured twice in the air with one hand, and then pointed to the terraced fields.

“Huhu”

The cool breeze blew around, dark clouds surging, and it soon drizzled.

"oh"

The villagers watching cheered loudly.

"Living God!"

"Great Sage Buddha!"

All kinds of praise are incredible, endless, and the stout young man's eyes are slightly closed, as if he is intoxicated, and he enjoys the praises of everyone.

Jing Hua looked at it from afar and was shocked. The young man could hide it from ordinary people, but he could not hide it from himself. He had smeared the "clear heart white spirit powder" at his fingertips, so it would shine. What really worked was the talisman hidden in his sleeves.

The young man could see clearly. At that time, the young man waved his right hand and hid his left hand, and there was a faint flash of inspiration in his sleeve. If he guessed correctly, he should use the "Cloud and Rain Talisman".

According to the travel notes, this is a casual cultivator who "begs for alms" outside. The "Rain Cloud and Rain Talisman" is considered a high-end product, and can sell three or five spirit stones. Even if dozens of farmers lose their money, they will never be able to take it out.

Jing Hua was wondering, two elderly men walked out of the villagers. They came to the young man tremblingly and knelt down and kowtowed solemnly.

"The Immortal Master has shown his supernatural powers and helped us. But Xiaomin and his family are poor and cannot come up with any good things. A little bit of courtesy does not make any respect. I hope the Immortal Master will not be disgusted."

From a distance, the old man was holding a few copper coins, eggs, red dates and other miscellaneous items. Compared with the "Rain Cloud and Rain Talisman", this is a veritable "black gift" and is simply shabby.

The young man looked proud and said something loudly.

"Mr. Long took action to the right path in the world. How could he be greedy for money and other things? Don't underestimate the heroes in the world!"

After saying that, he took out a grassy yellow paper crane and held it in his palm to the size of a palm. The young man waved his hand and the paper crane became bigger when the wind became bigger, three points larger than the crane. It was made of thin bamboo as a bracket, and a layer of yellow paper of unknown material was pasted on it, with several "mysterious texts" painted on it.

"Mr. Long" lifted his clothes and got on his car, and the paper crane slowly rose to seven or eight feet high.

"My fellow villagers, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can go to the 'Zi Yao Pavilion' to find me. We will have a date later!"

The paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards the woods in the distance.

The people below danced and cheered again.

"Great Master"

"Successful Gods"

"True Living Buddha",

Praise came one after another, and the "Dragon" on the paper crane was like drinking mellow wine, and his face seemed to shine. The paper crane in the sky trembled slightly, and the degree decreased a little.

Jing Hua secretly praised him.

The paper crane is simple and dilapidated, with the burrs at the joints exposed, but it is a real magic weapon. It requires foundation-building cultivation to control magic weapons. I just checked secretly that Long Aotian is just a spiritual gathering monk. Is he talented? Or is it that the real person who doesn’t show his appearance and takes a look at it himself?

The paper cranes flew farther and farther away, and the people shouted for a while and gradually dissipated. The boy did not leave. He stood there and stopped and looked at them. He saw the yellow paper crane flying into the woods and suddenly fell down.

Jing Hua couldn't help but smile.

The spiritual hiding of "Dong Messenger" is not enough to support magic weapons. It is just a slap in the face and I don't know what he is trying to do. But this person helps the people without asking for anything in return. Even if his personality is a little weird, there are still some advantages.

By the heart, the other party is about the same age as himself, but he can support magic weapons for a moment. In terms of spiritual sect, "Dragon Man" is much better than himself.

The people were about to go to the fields to work, and the boy asked again: "Second uncle, my elder brother said he had difficulties to go to him? Second Shuan from Qian Village always bullied me. Can you ask him for help?"

The farmer couldn't answer, and suddenly reached out and slapped the naughty boy on the butt.

"Bang!"

"Little bastard! Is that monk? Does the master understand? After seeing him, he will kowtow and salute. He will say something nice. Don't talk nonsense. Do you know?"

The boy shouted loudly in pain: "I know, I know, the monk kowtow."

The boy shook his head and quickly left the ridge of the field.

The sun gradually turned west, and the farmland on both sides gradually disappeared, and the grasslands, woods and hills surrounded the road. There were more and more sparse business trips on the road. Going further ahead, there were no people in front and behind.

The road is empty, and Jing Hua doesn't care. The moon is big and the 6 beasts are many monsters, and ordinary people will not go out after night.

"Crash"

He was rushing forward with his head down, but he was suddenly on the verge of empty space. The boy lost his center of gravity and fell directly forward.

Trap! In desperation, Jing Hua backhanded and inserted his "dry golden rod" backwards.

"Chew!"

The body of the staff was pierced into the soil and rocks, and two feet deep. The young man held the head of the staff tightly with his left hand, and his body was half suspended in the air. A large pit was dug out in front of him, and several short spears were erected at the bottom. The spearhead was sharp and sharp, and there were some barbs beside it.

"bass!"

Jing Hua's left hand was strong, his body was thrusting up, and he suddenly jumped back to the ground. The moment he touched the ground, the young man rolled to the side continuously, holding two talismans with both hands.

"Swish!Swish!"

Two wind blades streaked behind, leaving long marks on the ground.

Jing Hua looked carefully. He saw two monks, one tall and one short, turning out from behind the valley. The short one had a horse face; the tall one had gray clothes and gray pants, with a big rosacea.

The horse smiled and said, "Hehe, the little beast reacted quickly. For the sake of your hard work for several years, I will hand over the property on you, and I will spare you."
Chapter completed!