Finding the river can only show that Li Wenjun has temporarily escaped from the threat of death. Whether this is a place to stay for a long time needs to be observed.

After observing for a while, Li Wenjun frowned. He found that there were obvious watermarks on both sides of the river. Through these watermarks, it can be seen that the water level here is also falling. Compared with the peak, the water level here has dropped by more than 1 meter. When he was taking a shower, he also found that the water here is not deep. He stood inside, and the water barely spread across his chest.

If the drought continues, the river here will soon dry out.

It seems that this place is not a place to stay for a long time. Li Wenjun is planning to find a village, sell the wolf skin, replace it with some water and food, and then continue to escape from the famine.

Li Wenjun climbed onto the elm trees on the river bank, stood on the treetops, looking for the location of the village and town. Soon, he found that about a few miles ahead, a road extending from the river bank. Following this road for a distance, there was a town.

Li Wenjun couldn't help but feel excited, climbed down from the tree, found a place to be in the shade, fell asleep, and wanted to recover his strength.

By the time he woke up, the sun had already set in the west, and it was about an hour before the sky was dark. He urinated and his stomach became weaker. He raised a pile of fire, roasted two pieces of wolf meat, and filled his stomach with the river. He went over the bushes and rolled the dried clothes and wolf skin together.

After rolling the luggage on his back, Li Wenjun cheered up and took big steps towards the village and town he found.

Walking along the path on the river bank, after about half an hour, Li Wenjun almost walked to the intersection of the road leading directly to the village and town. At this time, he found that there was a large area of ​​glutinous yard here at the intersection of the road and the river bank.

This is a place where villagers thresh and dry the cereal.

There are many wheat stacks piled around the gravel drying yard, and there are many children on the gravel drying yard, pointing at the middle of the gravel drying yard, laughing.

There are also many people in the glutinous yard.

The focus of the glutinous rice field is an experienced master.

This Taoist priest wearing apricot yellow Bagua Taoist robe looked like an immortal master, wearing a purple gold crown and a long beard under his jaw. He held the whisk in his hand, sat cross-legged in a corner of the sanitary ground, closing his eyes to rest.

In front of the old Taoist, there were several people kneeling, and the leader was a middle-aged man in foreign clothes. He held a tray in his hand, filled with walnut-sized silver turtles, which were dozens of ingots, all of which were counted together, and it was estimated that it was about 300 taels.

"Please grow up and be merciful, and you must save the lives of 1,573 people in our Junbao Town." The middle-aged man begged.

The others who were kneeling with the middle-aged man also pleaded with the old Taoist, "Please grow up and be compassionate."

The old Taoist refused to open his eyes at first, and after the middle-aged man and others begged for a long time, he opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed as if lightning was bursting out from his eyes.

"You ignorant people are really too ignorant. Since I was practicing immortality, I have taken compassion as my heart, benevolence as my own responsibility, and saved the people of the world as my mission. I have traveled all over the world, killed demons and eliminated demons, and saved people from water and fire.

Half a month ago, I was still thousands of miles away. Suddenly, I heard that I had a severe drought here. I worked hard and suffered from the hardships of boats and cars. I rushed to you. I was about to dry the river and the wells. I wanted to cast a spell to save you, but who thought that you were kind enough to treat me as donkeys and as liars."

The middle-aged man lay in front of the Taoist priest and said, "Immortal, aren't we ignorant of you who are supernatural and powerful in the land? You are a god among the gods. We are all miserable people who live in trouble. Please don't bother with us."

The old Taoist snorted.

The middle-aged man continued to beg: "Xian Zheng, the weather is not good this year. It has not rained for more than half a year in the neighboring county. We have not rained for several months. The water level of the well in the village is also falling. You have also seen that if it does not rain, even the river will dry up. If this continues, the villagers may not go to flee. For the village chief, I mobilized the whole village of our Junbao Town and raised 300 taels of silver. As a filial piety to the immortal chief, I would like to show your compassion and use your magical skills to save us."

The old Taoist snorted again, "Ignorance! I have not yet realized it clearly. It doesn't rain here, it's not that the heavens are not doing good, but that the demons are causing trouble."

"Monster?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but shivered. He forced himself to say, "Is the Immortal? Since the first family in Junbao Town settled next to Junhe River, it has been more than 300 years since our Junbao Town settled next to Junhe River. It is blessed by the god of Junhe River. It has good weather every year. I have never heard of any monster in Junhe River."

"Have you ever heard of human beings becoming geniuses? People are like this, let alone monster species? There are countless fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs in this river. If one or two become geniuses, what's so strange about it?" The old Taoist looked like a profound look.

However, the old Taoist, let alone the subordinate chief doesn't believe it, even the other people who followed the subordinate chief to ask for it. Without exception, they lived here since they were born from the womb and had never heard of a monster in Junhe. Just as the old Taoist touched his upper lips, they wanted to believe it. This was simply to subvert the experience accumulated by their ancestors from generation to generation, and it was simply impossible.

"Will you fools who are watching the sky in a well, will you still deceive you? What are you worth cheating on me?" The old man smiled coldly.

"No, the immortal is a god, how could he use such a dirty way? It's just us..." The village chief stammered. He really didn't have the courage to point out that the old Taoist was a liar.

The reason why the village chief brought a few well-known gentry in the village to kneel down to the old Taoist and give money to the old Taoist was because his son said that the old Taoist could know the immortal skills, otherwise he would not have called the old Taoist "Immortal Chief".

The old Taoist spread his hands open, muttering something in his mouth. With a bang, a small flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his originally empty palm.

The flame is not big, orange-red. Whether it is in size or shape, it looks like the candlelight after a candle is lit, floating about half an inch from the old Taoist palm.

Li Wenjun, who was standing outside the drying ground to watch the fun, grew up in surprise. Is this a magician's method? Could this Taoist priest be a magician?

Not only was Li Wenjun surprised, but even the village chief and the gentry who had already prepared some mentality were all suppressed by the old Taoist. They were just secular people who had never seen any world. When did they see this?

The old Taoist shook his hand, and the flame in his palm streaked through the void like an arrow from a string, landing on a small tree next to the sanitary yard. In an instant, the small tree turned into a big fireball.

The branches burned and crackled, making the middle-aged man and others awake.

The middle-aged man and others looked at the old Taoist with admiration and fear.

The old Taoist snorted, "Will I still lie to you by mastering such immortal techniques? Is there anything in your family that can take my immortal techniques to the next level?"

The middle-aged man shook his head quickly, "Immortal, forgive me for my sins. We misunderstood the good intentions of the Immortal. We also asked the Immortal to cast spells, kill demons and eliminate demons, and save us."

"Slay demons and eliminate demons? So, do you believe what I said and admit that there are monsters in Junhe?" the old Taoist asked coldly.

If the middle-aged man was a little suspicious before the old Taoist set fire to the small tree, now that doubt has basically disappeared.

Before, the middle-aged man suspected that the old Taoist was a magician, but when he was so far away, he had to ignite a small tree with lush branches and leaves. There were always some information mechanisms, and some flammable materials such as vegetable oil were poured on the tree to achieve such an effect. However, he was so close to the old Taoist that he could not see any mechanisms on the old Taoist, nor did he smell the smell of vegetable oil.

This is enough to show that the old Taoist is not using magic tricks, but has real skills, and is a legendary living god.

"The immortal, it may be as you said. There were no monsters in the river. However, with the severe drought in the world, monsters elsewhere escaped to us along the gradually drying river water. I also asked the immortals to show their power and get rid of this monster." The middle-aged man lay in front of the old Taoist and said in fear.

"You have some knowledge. If I hadn't arrived in time, I'd awakened again and realized the seriousness of the situation. At most, within half a month, you should have been like other places, and the river and wells were dry." The old Taoist looked compassionate, "Now, only I can save you, but saving lives but not death. If you are determined to die and refuse to cooperate with me, then, let alone I am a real god, even a real god cannot save you."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Xian Zheng, how do you think we should cooperate with you?"

The old Taoist said, "I think the river demon here is very powerful. I will fight with him. The winner is between 55. If you are not careful, I will not only not save you, but may also anger the river demon and speed up the dry wells of your river here."

The old Taoist confessed that his magic power was not enough, which made the middle-aged men and others stunned. They were both angry and anxious, thinking that you knew you were not capable enough, why did you come and yell to kill demons and eliminate demons? Do you think that 300 taels of silver is so easy to collect?

Before the middle-aged man and others could question him, the old Taoist continued to say to himself: "If you want to break this knot, fight to determine the universe, subdue the river demon, and turn the world, there is a way. I need someone to cooperate with me. I have a seven-star nine-palace formation, which requires seventy-three boys and girls, including thirty-one boys and virgin girls, and one person with strong essence and blood. They will work with me. As long as there is no accident, they will definitely succeed and relieve the bad luck for you."

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