Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 371 Five Elements vs. Mighty God
The wind in the monsoon area should come from the southwest, but today, the sandstorm took advantage of the strong wind from the northwest and moved all the way south, which is really strange.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in just a few dozen seconds, the roof was covered with dark yellow sand.

Wings grew out of Yan Huan's back, and suddenly he pointed his toes and flew into the air, straight into the sky where the sandstorm was the thickest.

Flying in the center of the storm, the strong wind blew sand and gravel towards my face, and the sharp whistling sound seemed to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ice crystal ring on his thumb flashed fluorescent light. The strong power of "Nine Earths" immediately protected his whole body. The sandstorm hit his body, but was forced back by an invisible breath and could not get close at all.

Looking at the edge of the desert from afar, the sky and the earth are all yellow.

The scene was spectacular enough, as if a thousand-foot-high yellow wave was pressing down on them.

A black shadow flickered in the center of the sandstorm, and as the yellow sand spread, the figure became clearer and clearer.

Yan Huan took a closer look and saw that it was the Chiyu Great Spirit with a human body and a bird face. It was indeed Jiutian, one of the Eight Deceitful Gods.

"Got you!"

Yan Huan glanced at the protective forest below him and the row of small houses behind it.

There are too many people and too many eyes, so we have to lead them to the center of the desert.

Yan Huan clenched his palms, and golden light quickly condensed into a dazzling spear. He raised one hand, suddenly exerted force, and threw the golden spear towards the figure hidden in the wind.

The spear formed by the power of golden essence was sharp, and the power of destruction spread like ripples.

However, the sandstorm became more violent, and the wind seemed to have spirituality, suddenly distorting the trajectory of the spear.

The golden light dimmed in an instant in the storm, swirling and disappearing among the raging sand waves, as small as an inconspicuous toothpick.

"???"

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, then flapped his wings and flew behind him.

The power of the sandstorm is a little beyond imagination.

"Is this really caused by a force seven wind?"

"It's a bit beyond one's ability to fight against a thousand-meter-high sandstorm alone..."

Just when Yan Huan felt extremely powerless, a sharp bird cry suddenly came from the depths of the storm.

The sound waves tore through the sand and dust, rushing straight into the sky, causing the surrounding wind and sand to stagnate.

Immediately, the figure hidden in the strong wind suddenly flapped its wings, broke free from the shackles of the sandstorm, and its outline was completely revealed.

Jiutian turned into a black shadow, instantly passed through the wind and sand, and pounced towards Yan Huan at an astonishing speed.

"You're quite angry. I can't help it."

Jiutian is a mighty god. Like the evil god White Tiger, he is born with the element of gold from the west and naturally has a murderous temperament.

However, this fierce and violent temperament was exactly what Yan Huan wanted.

It is indeed impossible to do anything to him as he is hidden in the thousand-meter-long raging sand, but if Jiu Tian dares to come out, the situation will change.

Yan Huan flapped his wings, turned south at high speed, and headed towards the depths of the desert.

The nine skies behind were chasing closely, and the strong wind followed behind the wings like a cloak.

The man and the bird soon reached an uninhabited area in the desert.

Without the cover of vegetation, the sandstorm became more and more rampant. Fortunately, Jiu Tian only took away part of the strong wind. Even though the wind increased, its range was reduced by nearly three quarters.

"Then there is also a fluctuation range of a hundred meters..."

"Mr. Kong Ming raised a white tiger that was 100 meters long. How did he do it?"

Yan Huan stopped in the air and flapped his wings continuously.

The wind is blowing unhindered in the desert with sparse vegetation. There is no point in running away, so it is better to face it face to face!
Yan Huan put two fingers together, pinched a strand of Yin Qi, and tapped it into his forehead.

A black cloud floated out from behind it and gradually condensed into a black sea in the air. The thick fog was not disturbed by the strong wind, and suddenly it seemed to divide the desert into two different time and space.

The tiger's claws tore through the black fog and landed on the ground fiercely, causing dust to fly everywhere and air waves to roll.

"Nine days?"

"It's been more than a thousand years since we last fought. It really makes me miss it." Baihu raised his head and stared into the sky.

Yan Huan asked curiously, "Have you ever fought before?"

"We have fought many times, with both sides having won and lost. However, Jiutian's current state seems to be mixed with something impurity..." Tiger's eyes narrowed and he looked a little more carefully.

"It's okay. Once we defeat him, we'll know what happened." Yan Huan pointed forward with one hand.

But at this moment, Yan Huan noticed something strange again.

In the past, when I used the Eight Deceitful Gods as my servant, my body would feel heavy and tired, especially after the Eight Deceitful Gods fought each other, I would be so tired that I felt like I was collapsing.

But now that the white tiger appeared, Yan Huan only felt a little sleepy, and a yawn could relieve it. If he had been carrying hundreds of kilograms of rice to control the spirit beast before, now it felt like carrying a bucket of water.

“Is this the Heavenly Immortal Sleeping Pill Method taught by the Immortal?”

Once the Three Treasures are fully mobilized, the powerful changes in the soul's resilience can be clearly experienced.

Yan Huan now has the confidence to control two of the Eight Deceitful Gods at the same time.

"call--"

"Since there is a way to mobilize two of the Eight Deceitful Gods, then doesn't that mean..."

Yan Huan pondered for a moment, and the dancing and roaring yellow sand was about to submerge him.

"White Tiger, come back!"

"Ah?" The white-haired tiger was stunned, then turned into wisps of negative energy and melted into the black sea at the horizon.

Yan Huan held his hands in front of his chest, the five qi flowed in his palms, and five light balls of different colors swirled around him.

"You have always said that I have never fully utilized the power of the Five Elements. Today I will try again."

It's not the addition of the five elements to one's body, but it's the first time that one truly uses the essence of the five elements.

It's not about borrowing power, but about fully letting the essence of the five elements exert their power.

"Go ahead, Bifang."

"The wind of this world should be decided by you."

The dark green ball of energy in the palm of the hand floats slowly like a firefly.

call!
The wind and sand surged wildly, Yan Huan's figure was completely swallowed up, and the sandstorm rolled over mercilessly, as if to turn everything into dust.

However, just as the storm swept through, the earth suddenly shook violently.

Ahead of the strong wind, tender green seedlings miraculously emerged from the yellow sand of the desert.

They grew rapidly in the sand and dust, and in the blink of an eye, eucalyptus, poplar, pine, larch and acacia trees rose from the ground, with lush branches and leaves, forming a dense green barrier.

Seedlings grow into trees, and trees become forests.

The desolate center of the desert suddenly turned into a thriving oasis.

The sandstorm hit the forest and was intercepted by countless intertwined branches and leaves. The strong wind finally showed signs of fatigue, the sand gradually fell, and the roaring storm dissipated without a trace in the forest.

At this moment, a clear bird song was heard in the sky: "What a joy! It's really joyful!"

"This familiar feeling of Qi, this wonderful feeling of being connected to heaven, earth and man, really makes me miss it, don't you think so, Sima Hui?"

The bluebird Bifang's slender neck twisted like a snake, forming an extremely strange posture.

The arrogant eyes and crooked beak are full of arrogance.

"Yufeng, am I allowed?"

With a flap of the green wings, the storm stopped suddenly and the world returned to peace.

The nine heavens wrapped in the yellow sand finally revealed their true appearance.

The two birds confronted each other, on one side was the furious Chiyu Jiutian, and on the other side was the arrogant Qingyi Bifang. On one side were the Eight Deceitful Gods that had existed since the birth of the world, and on the other side were the essence of the Five Elements produced by the transformation of Yin and Yang.

“Hiss!”

Jiu Tian opened his mouth and roared, with violent aura rolling around like waves. This was a magical power that he was born with, called "deterrence". The aura of a king or a queen was enough to make all unqualified beings kneel down, or even faint on the spot.

"Hehehe..." Bifang laughed maliciously.

Qingyu waved his hand and crushed the spreading aura into pieces.

The strong winds around had just subsided, but the sky suddenly darkened, and a layer of ink-like black clouds gathered again.

Deep in the dark clouds, lightning flashed faintly, as if there was a ferocious beast tumbling and roaring in it.

A bird cry that shook the heavens and the earth tore through the sky, and the Bifang spread its wings and flew out. Every flap of its wings brought up a flash of lightning, dyeing the sky and the earth with dazzling silver light.

Jiu Tian stood in the center of the remaining sandstorm, trying to call back the howling wind that swirled around him.

The red feather danced, as if a flame was raised. Before he could do anything, Bifang flapped his wings suddenly, and the thunder in the sky moved in response.

A thick pillar of lightning struck down from the depths of the dark clouds, and blazing white lightning exploded in the sky.

Jiutian roared angrily, and Chiyu suddenly spread out, facing the lightning head-on. His wings collided with the thunder with a loud bang, and the shock wave overturned the earth, and the raging sand swept up like waves again.

However, Bifang did not stop.

It flapped its wings and countless tiny bolts of lightning flashed between its wings. The blue-green lightning turned into thin arrows and shot towards the ground in an all-over manner.

Jiu Tian responded hastily, and another thick bolt of heavenly thunder fell silently, striking his red feather with incredible precision.

At this moment, thunder exploded, and the light made the sky and the earth dim. Jiutian let out a shrill scream, and the red feather was instantly burned into charred black, and the feathers fell one after another.

Before he could move, the ground suddenly shook, and countless vines sprang out from the broken yellow sand.

Those vines were like living things, circling upwards quickly. Jiu Tian was shocked and flapped his wings to try to break free, but he found that the vines were layered and tightly wrapped around his claws and wings. His violent and ferocious body was firmly locked in the desert sand, and all around him was the lush forest that had just emerged.

"His! His! His!"

"If you keep acting so fiercely, I'll break your beak." Bifang slowly flew down and landed on the thick branch of a cypress tree.

Yan Huan, lying on the grass bed in the oasis, had sunken eyes and weak limbs. He felt as if he would not live long. Asking Bifang to stop the wind and call forth the thunder had almost drained his body.

Bifang straightened his feathers and looked down at the tree.

“Don’t look so relieved. I used my abilities to this extent because Jiu Tian only allows me to use them to this extent.”

"You still have a long way to go."

Yan Huan stood up slowly, "I know. After all, a contract is an opportunity and a constraint for elves."

Chance is the cause and effect of good and evil borne by the elves, and a part of it must be allocated to the sorcerer, thus sharing some of the risk; constraints are the abilities that the elves can mobilize, which depend on the strength of the sorcerer.

"It's good enough to get off to a good start. Take your time. There's no rush." ​​After Yan Huan finished speaking, he slowly walked in front of Jiu Tian.

"How did you get into the sandstorm? If the natural disaster in this area is caused by you, I guess the Eight Deceitful Gods will find it difficult to bear the wrath of heaven and people, right?"

Jiutian's face was filled with anger, and his dark eyes almost popped out.

"No, the sandstorms in recent years were not caused by me, but I became part of the disaster!" Jiutian said.

He is different from the other eight deceitful gods. For hundreds of years, he has been living in the sky and chasing the wind for fun.

Although the Eight Deceitful Gods are called gods, they are not just empty concepts. They have spirits and flesh, unique personalities, and different powers. That is why the sorcerers say, "If you want to use the art of Qimen, you must first understand their nature, so that you can distinguish between good and bad fortune."

It is this human-like part that makes Jiu Tian begin to ponder the relationship between man and nature after frequent natural disasters.

During the long days of chasing the wind, Jiu Tian felt more and more deeply about "the resentment of nature", to the point that he became a part of the sandstorm. The Eight Fraud Gods began to transition into "disaster spirits", being swept away by the natural disaster and unable to escape.

Yan Huan asked in confusion: "Besides your nature, is your hostility also partly due to the fact that people have lost their reverence for nature?"

Jiu Tian nodded.

Yan Huan thought about it and felt that it was not surprising. The "first pollute, then control" model was particularly prominent in the period from the late 20th century to the early 21st century, and the "two mountains" concept has only been taken seriously in recent years.

"If I want to get you out of this predicament, I have to relieve the resentment of nature?"

Yan Huan glanced at the gray desert outside the oasis.

"Probably..." After saying his thoughts, Jiutian calmed down.

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully. Excluding the soil erosion and desertification caused by natural factors, the part destroyed by man-made factors would probably have to be returned in full.

Do not!
The parts that are damaged by nature should be saved if possible.

It’s a big project...
If this is accomplished, shouldn't we apply for a National May Fourth Youth Medal?
Yan Huan shook his head, untied Jiu Tian's restraints, and walked out along the emerging oasis. His sight was endless and ended at the edge of an unknown number of kilometers.

"Let's start from the time you pursued me."

Yan Huan compacted the loose sand, scattered grass seeds and saplings, and slowly walked back along the way he came.

With every step you take, the gray-yellow soil turns greener.

In the middle, you need to regulate your breathing and rest, and use the abilities of Xianyang and Bifang, which takes a lot of effort.

Even though he had obtained and refined Qi, and even though he possessed the essence of the five elements, it still took Yan Huan half a year to walk the more than 200 kilometers from the uninhabited area to the southwest of Wei County.

In the past six months, he had been traveling comfortably and happily, and the world was vast and boundless. When the smoke was rising in the desert, he stood in the wasteland, listening to the howling of the wind and watching the rolling sand waves, but behind him was green grass and a forest of trees.

In early March of the following year, the spring chill had not yet subsided, and Yan Huan returned to a small village southwest of Wei County.

This journey was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. He was just like the famous travelers in ancient times. He did not care about the destination but only cared about his heart.

There is no sword in my hand, no book in my arms, but I feel that the spirit in my chest is clear, as if it has resonated with the heaven and earth. My heart follows the clouds and my mind wanders with the wind.

"Oh, Master Yan! Are you back for something again? Come in quickly!" Half a year later, the owner of the house still recognized Yan Huan who left without saying goodbye.

"Is this another important matter?"

Yan Huan shook his head and smiled: "It's done, it's time to leave now."

"Hey? Master, would you like to have a meal first..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Huan turned and left.

A figure flew towards the southeast again, and Jiutian followed closely behind, but this time, Chiyu would no longer be dragging a long tail of yellow sand behind him.

(End of this chapter)