Two Worlds: I Became an Immortal

Chapter 162: Flying on the Sword
"This is the Huangyuan River."

Song Yunyuan stood on the shore, watching the rushing water in front of him. When the huge river water washed the shore, it made a huge noise. Some of the splashing water turned into some mist, making the shore more cool.

The water in the Huangyuan River is abundant, so there is no need to worry about the river drying up in the short term.

However, it is not easy for people from the surrounding areas to come here from thousands of miles away to get water.

As he walked along the way just now, Song Yunyuan saw that many fields were quite far apart. The closest ones were about three miles away, and the farthest ones were often dozens of miles away.

Even the nearby fields have to be walked three miles away, and carrying water back and forth every day is very tiring, not to mention the fields that are farther away.

"That big demon really did a lot of harm to people."

Thinking that the severe drought here was entirely caused by the monster earlier, and that he had to make this trip, Song Yunyuan couldn't help but frown.

He knew the cause of the drought, but who was it that secretly stole the water veins before? Why did the other party steal the water veins?
Could it be that he deliberately wants to make it impossible for the people here to survive?

It can't be that the people here have offended some demon?

The terrain here is relatively flat, and most of the people who come to fetch water are here. Seeing this, Song Yunyuan prepared to walk up to see if he could ask the River God to come out and see him.

"Old man, why are there no fields near the Huangyuan River? If we could fetch water nearby, wouldn't we have to go so far?"

Song Yunyuan looked along both banks and saw that there were no fields on the river bank. Feeling a little strange, he pulled the people nearby to ask.

The old man who was held by Song Yunyuan paused for a moment after hearing this. "Young man, are you a local? You can't farm on both sides of the Huangyuan River. Otherwise, once it rains, the river will overflow and wash away the fields on both sides."

"It has been like this for so many years, so no one is planting crops on both sides of the river. If they do, they will get nothing."

After saying this, the old man carried the water and left.

After hearing the old man's words, Song Yunyuan suddenly understood. So that's how it is.

On weekdays, the river water is indeed relatively calm, but when there is a lot of rain or during summer rainstorms, the river water rises and becomes turbulent.

It is normal for the surging river water to break the river bank.

This happened every year, so naturally people would not continue to farm along the river bank.

After walking upstream along the river bank for a while, there was no one around. Song Yunyuan looked into the river, but did not see any movement in the river, only the river water rushing forward.

Please ask He Bo to come out first.

Song Yunyuan moved his feet slightly and was about to try to ask He Bo to come out and see him.

However, before Song Yunyuan could cast the spell, an inexplicable wave suddenly surged in the rushing river water, and then a figure shot out from the water.

When it flew to Song Yunyuan's side, it transformed into a figure.

Song Yunyuan was slightly startled when he saw this, then he took a look at the man who flew out of the river and found that the other party was almost the same as the clay statue in the Hebo Temple. Seeing this, Song Yunyuan understood what was going on.

"But is Huang Yuanhe He Bo in person?"

"It is me. I heard that you came to see me. Is there something important?"

Looking at Song Yunyuan in front of him, the kind-looking old man with white hair and eyebrows asked in a deep voice.

Song Yunyuan was stunned when he heard this, and was a little surprised, "How did He Bo know why I came here?"

"The City God just sent me a letter, so I knew about this in advance."

The River God in front of him had kind eyes and stroked his beard, saying kindly, "What important matter do you want to see me for? Just tell me directly. I am the River God of the Yellow Source River. The surroundings are not stable right now, so I have a lot of things to do. Please forgive me."

Song Yunyuan understood what he said and said, "I came to Yingping Prefecture yesterday and saw that the area was dry, so I cast a spell to irrigate the fields. However, as soon as I cast the spell, I saw that all the water was drained away."

"And the wells here have dried up one after another, as if they were drained away by something. He Bo is the water god who controls the water veins here. Do you know what caused this?"

Song Yunyuan cupped his hands, wanting to get some information.

If we knew what did it, maybe we could just take it down directly, so that we wouldn't have to cast spells that wouldn't work later.

He was startled when he heard this, then he frowned and thought hard. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Although I am in charge of the water veins here, it is limited to the Huangyuan River. The other water veins are not under my control."

"As for the idea that something has drained the water veins, that's a strange thing. Even if it's a demon, it won't benefit them in any way. Could it be that they want to cause famine here so they can cause trouble?"

He Bo's words made Song Yunyuan feel depressed.

Even the other party doesn't know what it is made of? If this is the case, then it will be troublesome.

"The Huangyuan River is under the control of the River God. In the early years, the river overflowed during the rainy season, but the River God did nothing about it, allowing the river to surge and flood the fields along the banks."

Seeing that the other party didn't know this, Song Yunyuan immediately asked about another matter.

Putting aside other things, the other party is the river god here after all, so he should pay more attention to this matter.

In this respect, the other party cannot compare to Jing Chen.

Earlier, Jing Chen was still able to control the clouds and rain despite being seriously injured. The comparison between the two really shows who is superior.

Hearing this, He Bo immediately gave a bitter smile and said, "I have only been enlightened for a short time. With my limited ability, how can I accomplish something so great? It is already good enough that I can prevent the river water here from becoming a disaster."

"That's the case. Sometimes we are not able to cope with it, and there have been times when floods occurred."

When He Bo said this, his face was full of helplessness.

Song Yunyuan's expression froze slightly when he heard this, but seeing that the other party was so sincere, he decided not to care about it anymore.

After thinking about it, Song Yunyuan had no choice but to let this matter go and talk about something else.

"Anyway, it's not a good thing that this place is so dry. I'll use magic to draw some water from the river to irrigate the fields in Yingping Prefecture tonight. How do you think?"

After all, it is the other party who is in charge of the water veins, so naturally I have to ask him about this matter.

Hearing Song Yunyuan's request, He Bo was immediately embarrassed. "It's not that I don't want to, but this river water is the foundation of my life. If you take it all away, how can I live?"

Song Yunyuan frowned upon hearing this. "The people here have also made many offerings to you. At this critical moment of life and death, it should be no problem to draw some water from the river. I will then gather some water from other places, and I will definitely not let your Huangyuan River dry up. How do you do that?"

Knowing that the other party was also helpless, Song Yunyuan could only comfort him in a gentle voice.

After hearing this, He Bo thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Song Yunyuan's expression relaxed. He set a time with the other party before turning around and leaving.

In this way, we can just pump some water from the Huangyuan River at night.

After Song Yunyuan left, He Bo stood there and stared at Song Yunyuan's back. After a while, he returned to the river.

I heard from the City God that this person has great magical powers and can make him appear in person, but when I saw him now, I felt that it was an exaggeration.

Perhaps it is because the City God himself is of low level that this is the case.

"Oh? Was there really a flood in Yingping Prefecture back then?" In the Yingping Prefecture restaurant, Song Yunyuan was sitting in front of the window and poured a glass of wine for the City God. Hearing this, he was a little surprised.

"Yes, I had just arrived here and taken office when this happened. If it weren't for the River God who tried his best to suppress the flood, I would have turned into a ghost the next day after taking office."

The young City God in front of him was a little frightened when he heard this.

The situation at that time was so thrilling that even now when he thinks back on it, he is still terrified.

Thinking of this, he told Song Yunyuan the situation in detail.

At that time, there were continuous heavy rains and the water level of the Huangyuan River rose sharply. Then the water level became uncontrollable and surged as if it was going to swallow up the world.

That night, the river water rose sharply, breaking through the embankment, and then destroyed countless houses and fields along the way, and was heading straight for Yingping Prefecture.

The City God who noticed this immediately appeared, and a group of underworld officials appeared and tried to stop the flood.

Then the River God appeared, and the two sides fought together for an incense stick of time before the flood receded.

"At that time, it seemed that the River God was exhausted and almost exhausted. It was not easy to control the Yellow River."

Recalling what happened that year, the City God in front of him also said with emotion.

The river water surged with such force that it was not an easy task even for a water master like He Bo to stop it completely.

Listening to the City God's narration, Song Yunyuan couldn't help but ponder for a while, "According to what the Lord of the Mansion said, if there is a big flood, even if the underworld controls the water veins, it will not be able to suppress the power of the water veins?"

"Of course it is like this. Whether you can suppress it depends on your own ability."

The City God nodded seriously upon hearing this. "As far as this prefecture is concerned, compared to the surrounding city gods, this prefecture has the lowest level of Taoism. If a demon with extremely high Taoism comes and does evil in Yingping Prefecture, even if this prefecture has the power to capture him, I am afraid we will not be able to capture him."

Having said that, the City God in front of him couldn't help but glance at Song Yunyuan.

This reminded him of the previous time when Song Yunyuan had captured him with just one sentence.

I think this is because his level of Taoism is too low.

Thinking of this in his mind, the City God couldn't help feeling a little sad.

It was really humiliating for a lord of a mansion to be captured by just one sentence.

Seeing the Lord of the Mansion say this, Song Yunyuan couldn't help but nodded.

If you put it that way, it does make sense.

It seems that being the Lord of this mansion is not easy.

"Will the floods in the Huangyuan River continue to occur? Will they often flood the surrounding fields?"

Song Yunyuan thought about it and asked again.

"Not much, but if there is too much rain, the river water will surge and the Huangyuan River will burst its course, but there will be no flooding."

The City God thought about it, then shook his head and said.

This happened only once, but even now he still remembers it vividly.

Song Yunyuan nodded slightly when he heard this, and stopped asking any more questions about the matter. He raised his glass and drank with the City God in front of him.

into the night.

Song Yunyuan had already quietly left Yingping Mansion.

Perhaps because there was not a single cloud in the sky, the moon and stars in the sky appeared even brighter.

"choke!"

Along with a sound of sword ringing, the Seven Star Sword jumped out from its scabbard. Perhaps it sensed the location of the seven stars in the sky, and it seemed particularly excited when it came out.

After circling around Song Yunyuan, it stopped where it was, as if waiting for Song Yunyuan to perform the Seven Star Technique.

"We won't need the Seven Stars Technique today. Just follow me to the sky to cast a spell to make rain fall."

Seeing the Seven Star Sword in such a state, Song Yunyuan comforted it.

Upon hearing this, the Seven Star Sword suddenly straightened its blade and began to make continuous sword sounds, as if inviting Song Yunyuan to come up quickly.

Song Yunyuan found this a little funny, and immediately jumped lightly onto the Seven Star Sword.

Immediately, the Seven Star Constellation in the sky lit up, and the Seven Star Sword under his feet moved violently, carrying Song Yunyuan quickly towards the sky.

The Seven Star Sword was very fast, and the oncoming strong wind was directly split into two halves by the Seven Star Sword and could not get close to Song Yunyuan.

After a while, Song Yunyuan saw that Yingping Prefecture below was getting smaller and smaller, and even the river turned into a curved loach.

Then Song Yunyuan's mind moved slightly, and the Seven Star Sword also stopped.

At this moment, Song Yunyuan looked up and felt for the first time that he was so close to the stars in the sky.

When I looked down, I saw the countless mountains and rivers at my feet, and I inexplicably felt a sense of heroism in my heart.

But soon Song Yunyuan suppressed the heroic intention in his heart, stretched out his hand, and drew out a drop of wine and let it fall downwards.

As this drop of wine continued to fall, the size of the wine instantly began to grow larger.

All the water vapor in the dense forests in the distant mountains was drawn away and condensed on this drop of wine, causing the wine to continue to grow.

More than half of the water from the Huangyuan River was also drawn, further increasing the amount of wine.

Just a moment later, this drop of wine was like a huge dark cloud, blocking all the moonlight above Yingping Mansion.

Then, drops of water began to fall from the huge water mass, like drops of rain falling downwards.

Song Yunyuan stood on the Seven Star Sword and could see this scene clearly.

Seeing so many drops of water falling, I felt relieved at first, but then I focused my attention on the ground below.

With so many drops of water falling, no matter how powerful that thing is, it is impossible for it to draw away all the water so silently, right?
Even if it was really pumped away, such a large amount of water must have a place to go. In this way, Song Yunyuan would be able to find out where the water went.

"Crash!"

At first, the water drops were not particularly large, but after a while Song Yunyuan had become proficient at it and turned the drizzle into heavy rain.

A figure suddenly appeared on the Huangyuan River, and was amazed for a moment as he watched the rain falling from the sky.

This cultivator really has some skills, as he can perform Taoism to such an extent.

(End of this chapter)