The grass in the factory should be plucked

The route is planned, but how to pass this "dragon route map" to the python?

Jiang Li scratched his head for a long time but couldn't think of any good solution.

Pythons are not like peregrine falcons or eagles. Birds have their own "navigation system" and use many things that humans cannot perceive, such as the sun, stars, magnetic fields and other information to position or navigate themselves.

They can even determine direction based on the position of the sun.

Therefore, Jifeng could understand the map that Xie Changan drew for it.

But for the giant python, a good kid who "never goes out of the main gate" and only practices in the mountains, how could it understand something as abstract as a map?

The longest journey it has traveled is from Daxinganling to Changbai Mountain, and this was still premised on the spiritual energy of Tianchi Lake as a "guide".

If we let it go around half of Chu, it might get lost!

Xie Changan said: "There is really no other way. We can only lead the way for it."

Jiang Li got a headache whenever he thought of that scene.

They flew in front on a big eagle, with a dragon chasing behind accompanied by strong winds and heavy rain, and there were thunder and lightning chasing and striking them all the way!

Not only did they have to use their spiritual sense to protect themselves and the twins, but they also had to protect the eagle couple.

To prevent the thunder from accidentally striking them as well.

Although thunder usually wouldn't strike the wrong person, with Jiang Li as the ready-made "victim", Xie Changan naturally didn't dare to say a word, for fear that if he said one more word, she would bring up the past again.

"There's nothing else to do. Let's practice now."

I can only strengthen the cultivation of my spiritual consciousness, to prevent it from being exhausted, which would be very bad!

"it is good."

This suggestion was exactly what Xie Changan wanted. He immediately smiled and reached out to hold Jiang Li in his arms.

The simplest and most convenient way to cultivate spiritual consciousness is to practice dual cultivation of spiritual consciousness, so he is naturally happy to do so.

"Be serious!" Jiang Li said angrily.

"How is your husband not serious?"

Xie Changan smiled, kissed her on the lips, then placed his forehead against her brows, and his spiritual consciousness entered her sea of ​​consciousness with ease.

There is a barren mountain thousands of miles away.

This place is sparsely populated, the vegetation has all dried up, and everywhere you look, there is only scorched earth.

In this desolate place, a group of people in black appeared unexpectedly.

They were surrounding a man in black robe and a woman in white, and were surrounding an inconspicuous little mound of earth.

"Ancestor, leader, this is it."

A man in black pointed at the small mound.

The man in black robe was none other than the "Green Lotus Patriarch" Nangong Xihe, and the woman in white was naturally the "Green Lotus Fairy" Chu Feixue.

"Very well done."

Nangong Xihe smiled as if in spring breeze, and all the disciples couldn't help but feel happy. If they could get the old ancestor's favor, maybe they could replace Yang Lin as the leader.

He asked all the disciples to sit cross-legged around the small mound in a certain direction.

Chu Feixue took out an incense burner and lit the spices. A sweet and strange fragrance, accompanied by curling green smoke, slowly floated out of the incense burner.

Nangong Xihe sat cross-legged at the center of the formation and began to mutter incantations.

His voice was low and pleasant, coupled with the sweet fragrance, the disciples gradually became drowsy and lost consciousness.

Suddenly, a gray-green hand stretched out from the soil, and its long and sharp nails grabbed the throat of a disciple and dragged him into the soil!

"Ahhhh..." Chu Feixue screamed in fright.

The other disciples all hung their heads, as if they were in a trance, unconscious and without any feeling.

"What are you yelling about? You're surprised by something rare!" Nangong Xihe said slowly.

Chu Feixue didn't dare to say anything else. She covered her mouth tightly, her face pale.

At this moment, she clearly heard a chewing sound coming from underground. The drought demon that was about to take shape was eating people!

Chu Feixue was trembling all over and her face turned pale.

If she wasn't still useful, the monster might have fed her to the zombies!

The drought demon seemed to be extremely hungry. It quickly finished eating one person and then stretched out its bloody claws to drag the second person into the soil.

"Once she finishes eating these people, she'll be able to come out, hahahaha..."

Nangong Xihe laughed wildly.

"Little fairy, let's see how you pray for rain."

Xi'an Mansion.

Yang Lin died, and the Qinglian Sect disciples also fled. The 50,000 disaster victims were leaderless and gathered outside the city.

Although Prince Jing'an asked them to return home and prepare to store water, the victims still had doubts.

What if it doesn’t rain?

What if it’s a delaying tactic?

They will wait here, and if it doesn't rain, they will definitely ask the emperor for an explanation!

Nangong Qinghe ordered local officials to provide relief to the victims.

The prefect of Xi'an had no choice but to obey the order. He ordered his men to rush to the surrounding towns and villages to mobilize relief grain, and at the same time transported all the cassava in the city out. He set up several large pots in front of the city gate to cook cassava for the victims.

The victims finally had a full meal and all shouted "Long live the emperor" in unison.

It was already winter at this time, and the prefect of Xi'an was afraid that the victims would freeze to death, so he sent soldiers to build a number of straw huts to provide the victims with a temporary shelter.

Oddly enough, the weather is getting warmer, with the sun shining brightly every day, and it's even so hot at noon that people are sweating slightly.

At this time, the drought demon that was about to take shape had already eaten seven disciples of the Green Lotus Sect and was temporarily silent.

Chu Feixue asked doubtfully: "Is this done?"

Nangong Xihe looked up at the fireball-like sun in the sky and said with a smile, "It will be soon."

At noon, the weather became hotter, just like summer.

The victims refused to leave, and the prefect of Xi'an had no choice but to order people to deliver food and drinks to them every day.

The victims were even less willing to leave because they had food and water.

Seeing that all the relief food from the surrounding towns and villages had been eaten up by them, the prefect of Xi'an was extremely worried and kept complaining to Nangong Qinghe.

"Your Majesty, if that group of disaster victims stay any longer, the people of Xi'an Prefecture will also become disaster victims!"

The relief food has been eaten up, and if the next batch of food is not delivered, the people here will starve and may even rise up in rebellion!

Liang Shoufu said: "The next batch of cassava will arrive soon, wait for two more days."

Two days later, it will be the "seven-day period" agreed upon by Prince Jing'an!

If it rains, this dilemma will naturally be resolved; if it doesn't rain, we must be prepared to defend the city.

With the flying kites and the ecstasy bombs hastily produced by Longmen Military Industry, the Zhenbei Army led by Zhang Zhe easily captured Huaiqing Prefecture.

The deputy leader of the rebels, Niangzi Gao, and the core members of the Qinglian Sect were all annihilated, the rebels were completely defeated, and the Zhenbei Army took advantage of the situation to advance straight into the enemy territory, and the recovery of Henan was just around the corner.

By the time the Zhenbei Army arrived, this group of disaster victims outside Xi'an City would be unable to put a dent in the situation.

On the seventh day, it was still a sunny day.

Looking at the red sun in the sky, everyone's heart sank.

The victims outside the city became agitated and shouted for the emperor to come out and give everyone an explanation!

At this moment, the sun in the sky suddenly emitted a scorching light, and the temperature rose sharply, as if it was the scorching heat in an instant!

Everyone was sweating profusely and looked up at the sky in surprise.

What happened? Why did it suddenly become so hot?