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Chapter 29: 29 Miles, Weird Drought

Chapter 29: 29 Miles, Strange Drought
After passing Ziqi Pavilion, they followed the same path as they had taken to Yuntai Mountain and exited the mountain gate. Ji Yuan waved his sleeves, rode the wind, and floated down.

In just a few breaths, they flew out of Yuntai Mountain and crossed the vast Lanjiang River. Not far away, they could see the Jingzhou wharf.

"When I came here, my mortal bones and body were heavy, and when I leave, my body will be light as well." Ji Yuan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

It takes a whole day and night to go up the mountain, but only a few breaths to go down the mountain.

"Hmm? Yin Kaishan's aura is not in Jingzhou anymore?" Ji Yuan sensed it slightly.

I didn't sense any energy from any practitioners in Jingzhou.

With the presence of a person with great supernatural powers, the vague feeling of oppression that permeated thousands of miles disappeared.

However, in the water, one can see various colorful wisps of energy that are invisible to the naked eye.

It is different from the ethereal aura of the cultivator Qing Ling.

"Monster... There is a monster in the water, this is demonic energy!" Ji Yuan suddenly realized.

There were many powerful people among the aquatic creatures, but Ji Yuan had no intention of provoking them. He quickly restrained his own aura and flew over the Lanjiang River.

It did not stop over Jingzhou, but flew straight over and headed north.

"Yunzhou is on the northern edge of the State of Chen, more than 46,000 miles away from Jingzhou." Ji Yuan pondered in his heart.

After studying with Master Yang in Qingtang, I paid special attention to the geography of the State of Chen.

But now it comes in handy.

"I am now riding the wind with all my strength, traveling day and night without rest. I can travel ten thousand miles in a day and arrive in four and a half days."

Originally, Ji Yuan planned to visit various cities on the way to experience the local customs and culture.

But remembering what Linghe Zhenren said, Yunzhou had been suffering from drought for several years, and as disaster relief is like putting out a fire, Ji Yuan did not want to delay any further.

In a blink of an eye, four days and nights passed.

By noon of the fourth day, Ji Yuan had flown tens of thousands of miles without stopping and arrived at the border of Yunzhou.

Compared with Jingzhou, Yunzhou seemed very desolate. There was not even a blade of grass or tree bark along the way.

Looking down from the sky, people along the way are like ants, and everywhere are people fleeing famine with their families.

"To pray for rain for the whole state, I need the help of the government to build a large altar. I also need to recover my spirit first." Ji Yuan Yufeng fell from the sky onto the avenue leading into the city.

After flying day and night for four consecutive days, he was extremely exhausted.

Urgently need to find a place to rest.

In addition, if you want to pray for rain in a state, covering tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of miles, this is not easy. You need to first collect the vast water Qi from the water area and then transport it to Yunzhou.

Therefore, Ji Yuan's idea was to first seek help from the government to build a large altar; and then use the [True Talisman for Summoning Clouds and Praying for Rain] to refine a treasure bottle or gourd.

They go up to the altar and perform rituals, praying to the ancestor for his infinite magical powers, calling on all directions, and using a treasure bottle to collect the essence of the water.

Then he moved the water energy to Yunzhou and performed a ritual to bring rain.

Seeing a rock beside the road, Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the rock to rest.

On the endless road, ragged refugees passed by from time to time. They were all surprised to see Ji Yuan in neat clothes.

These refugees, young and old, were all skinny, with cracked lips and bloated bellies, as if they were three months pregnant.

This is a sign of being extremely hungry and eating sand and dirt that cannot be digested.

"Sir, why are you sitting here alone..." An old lady with gray hair leaned against a rock with difficulty, and courageously asked Ji Yuan.

The knowledgeable people in this world call Taoists "Taoists", "Mr.", "Taoist master" and "Ox-nosed Taoist priest".

Although Ji Yuan is young, he is dressed in Taoist robes. However, no one would call him "little Taoist priest", which is a grammatical error, unless the person is ignorant and does not know the etiquette at all.

"Old lady, I'm going to Yunzhou. Excuse me, is the city in front of us Yunzhou?" Ji Yuan jumped off the rock and helped her up, asking slowly.

"It's Yunzhou City, not far away, about seven or eight miles away."

Ji Yuan frowned and took a look. He could sense that a few miles away, Yunzhou City was full of vitality, with no less than hundreds of thousands of people.

I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "I heard that Yunzhou has been suffering from drought for several years. Why is the city still prosperous?"

This doesn't look like a disaster at all. The old woman looked at Ji Yuan in surprise, thinking to herself: "This gentleman hasn't even been to Yunzhou, but he knows the truth about Yunzhou from seven or eight miles away. Could he be an immortal?"

So he did not dare to neglect it, and forced himself to stand up and said, "Yunzhou has been suffering from drought for several years. The land is barren and even the grass and trees have been eaten away. There are bones everywhere and the wells have dried up long ago."

“But the powerful and aristocratic families in the city, somehow, were able to dig wells and get water; so, those aristocratic families could even get water to irrigate their fields.”

"Only the common people are suffering from the drought."

"We can only ask those noble families for water to drink."

"Now, a drop of water is worth ten pieces of gold. If you want to drink water, you can only buy it from aristocratic families. If you don't have money, you can mortgage your land."

"Without land, one can survive by selling children and daughters, or even selling oneself into slavery."

"Is there such a thing?" Ji Yuan frowned when he heard it.

When there is drought, it is the common people who suffer; but the wealthy and powerful families remain rich as they have no shortage of rain; they can even sell their water.

In this way, they encroached upon the land and property of the people.

At this time, other refugees who were watching not far away also rushed forward and spoke.

"I dare not hide it from you, Immortal Lord. What this old woman said is true. Besides the aristocratic families, there are two other places where we can get water."

"Oh? Where can I get water?"

"One is Feiying Gorge under the thousand-foot cliff in the north of the city. The gorge is several thousand feet deep and we dare not go down. It is said that the bottom of the gorge leads directly to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea; but..." The skinny man who spoke had a wry smile on his face.

"Just what?"

"But if we want to get water from Feiying Stream, we have to throw a baby in." A dishevelled woman nearby sobbed.

“If you throw a baby or a child under ten years old into the stream, the dragon in the stream will flip over, splashing water thousands of feet high, bringing sweet rain within a radius of ten miles, and every household will have enough water for ten days.”

"How ridiculous! What kind of dragon is this? It's clearly a monster that harms people!" Ji Yuan's scalp went numb and he clenched his fists tightly.

Humans are the most powerful of all living things, especially infants, who have a mouthful of innate qi in the womb that has not yet dissipated.

Demons and monsters eat it to increase their power and prolong their lifespan.

"You said there was another place where we could get water. Where is it?"

The middle-aged man pointed his hand forward, to a mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles and looked like a crescent tripod.

He said, "Not far away, there is a mountain called Jinding Mountain. There is an ancient well in the Taoist temple on the mountain. The Taoist priests also give some water every day."

"We are going to the Jinding Temple to beg for water."

"So that's how it is. Jinding Temple is worthy of being a branch of a great sect. It really has the compassionate demeanor of immortals." Ji Yuan felt a little relieved.

Jinding Temple is one of the Taoist temples under the jurisdiction of Yuntai Taoist Temple of Xuanwei Sect, and is also the destination of Ji Yuan's trip.

“The Jinding Temple should provide free water, right?”

"What do you mean by free water?"

"The Taoist priests said that there is no free food in the world; a bowl of water costs ten coins."

"That's right, if you don't have money, you sell your land. If you don't have land, you write an IOU or mortgage your property or land."

"We just want to pray to the immortals to give us some waste water from washing vegetables and rice, which can at least relieve our hunger and thirst."

"But the Taoist priests are quite kind. The water they sell is much cheaper than those of the noble families, and they even give us credit..."

When the refugees heard this, they all complained and groaned.

Ji Yuan was furious when he heard this. He stood up and said goodbye to everyone, "Thank you for telling me. Don't worry, Yunzhou will have a good rain in a few days. I have something important to do, so I will leave first."

"What? Is what the immortal said true?" The disaster victims nearby were overjoyed to hear this, but they were also skeptical and couldn't believe it.

After saying this, he put on his bag and strode towards Jinding Mountain.

The drought in Yunzhou is very strange.

To know whether this was the case or not, he had to meet the monks from Jinding Temple first to know the situation clearly.

(End of this chapter)

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