You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 92 A Breeze Changes the Day (5000 words)
Zuo Chen saw the plaque disappearing in the wind. His mind moved slightly, and he stretched out his sleeve and reached forward. The remaining half of the plaque flew directly into his palm.

After it fell into the palm of his hand, he injected some spiritual energy into it, and the fluorescent spots emanating from around the plaque finally stopped.

Looking at the palm of his hand again, there was only a small wooden sign left, as if it had been shrunk and turned into a token.

There are two big characters "Tianmen" engraved on it.

The word "Nan" has disappeared.

He reached out and weighed the wooden plaque. There was not a trace of red energy on it that made him unhappy, but there was also no spiritual energy that matched the identity of the wooden plaque. No matter how he looked at it, it felt like just an ordinary wooden sculpture, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But when he thought about the origin of this thing, Zuo Chen felt that he had to keep it.

What if it comes in handy in the future?

It’s a pity that the wooden sign did not contain the magic method that the red Taoist used to escape before, otherwise Zuo Chen would simply throw the sign into the sky and dive into the long tunnel himself. He might even return to the monk’s village in the next second.

After taking the object, Zuo Chen’s mind was filled with the words of the red Taoist priest.

The huge waves of the bitter sea in the far north, the intricately connected sects in the bitter sea, and the strange "heavenly way" that brings merit by doing good deeds and destroying the world will also bring merit.

I was thinking of changing direction and heading to Kyoto to look for clues about the capital, but now it seems I have to go north to look for the gatekeeper.

Of course, it was impossible for Zuo Chen to rush north without thinking. Not to mention whether he could find the gatekeeper by rushing directly there, this way of rushing in a straight line towards the goal was not very beneficial to his practice.

It is still unknown how much benefit there will be from taking this journey for the benefit of all living beings in this world, but as long as Zuo Chen can move forward in this way, his mind will be at ease.

You have to calculate your time well. You can't be too slow or you'll miss important things, nor can you be too hasty or it will damage your cultivation.

After making a good judgment, he used his spiritual energy to fly up. In a flash, he left a white mark in the air, which meant he had flown out of Niujin Mountain.

When they reached the sky above Luoshan City, Zuo Chen stopped for a moment and lowered his head to look towards the ground.

He saw the ghosts cheering and dancing around the peach tree, while the peach tree was at a loss, not knowing whether it should tremble or wave its branches along with the others.

Seeing that there was no problem, Zuo Chen nodded, floated up, and flew away.

After Zuo Chen left, the little peach tree raised its branches and looked up into the air.

But there was nothing there anymore.

Flying in the air, Zuo Chen also stretched out his hand and calculated.

After the breakthrough, my speed has also increased. In my current state, it only takes about one day to return to the monk’s village.

Calculating the time, it has taken me four days since I came out. If I wait one more day, nothing serious should happen.

Well, nothing serious should happen.

……

There were still half-dead people struggling to survive in various places in Xuzhou, and wailing was heard everywhere.

In one village, the food had long been consumed, and only a few families remained together.

There was a woman holding a child. The child was so thin from hunger that he didn't even seem to have the strength to cry.

On the side, a skinny man staggered towards the woman, holding a knife in his left hand and a small baby in his right hand, and looked like he could just walk.

Then he walked up to the woman.

"Grandma Xu, don't hold your baby anymore."

The man lowered his head and looked at the woman. The woman did not answer, but just hugged the child tighter.

"You don't want to kill your child, and I don't want to kill my child. How about we switch?" The man's voice was hoarse and could no longer be heard as a human voice: "This way you can do it."

The woman remained silent and did not move.

"Mrs. Xu, as long as the person is alive, she can have another child." The man also lowered his head and looked at the doll beside him.

The child raised his head and looked at the man, his eyes were very clear.

He only opened his mouth and said:
"Dad, I'm hungry."

The man's lips were trembling all over, they were pale and bloodless, and he couldn't hold the knife in his hand anymore.

He wanted to bend down and hug his cub, but found that he didn't even have the strength to bend down.

But suddenly, the man felt something passing through the sky. Looking up, he saw a white streak.

Split the sky in two.

It seemed as if someone flew past right over his head.

Before he could react, a strong fragrant breeze blew towards him.

Looking down,
There was already young grass growing through the soil and branches growing under my feet.

The Taoist's shadow passed through the air. Wherever he passed, dead trees sprouted new buds, dried up springs came back to life, and large tracts of dead forests were dyed with new green. Wherever his shadow went, Xuzhou came alive.

Seen from the air, it looked like a green wave that drove away the deeply rooted wilderness.

……

Xuzhou City is not just a city surrounded by high stone walls. There are several towns beside this huge city. There are several villages around these towns. These villages either raise horses or cattle, or have specially reclaimed a special piece of black soil.

Dig deep pits in the four corners of the black soil, put four skinned sheep in each pit, pierce them with stone pillars, and stick a few "talismans specially prepared by the master" on them. Then you can grow food on this land, and the harvest will be more than that of land of the same area.

This is temporary food output.

After all, it is impossible for all the food to be consumed within the city. There is indeed enough food, but some food will become stale and unpalatable after being stored for a long time.

The stale and inedible millet could be given to farmers working in the fields outside, or to craftsmen raising cattle and horses, weaving cloth and forging iron in the town, but it could not be given to the nobles in Prince Kang’s mansion.

Noble people must eat fresh, high-quality, tender and good things.

In this way, both farming and animal husbandry are indispensable links.

Next to a field, an old farmer who had just finished planting seeds straightened his back, wiped his forehead with his hand, looked at the black soil in front of him, and then looked up at the large wasteland in the distance.

But he just could not feel the joy of farming in his heart.

It should be a pleasant thing to see the seeds planted in the ground, and the sprouts growing under the wind and sun, and finally ripening in golden color and blowing in the wind. But since they followed King Kang, even the fresh wheat they planted would be collected by King Kang's men, and finally exchanged for a handful of old rice for them.

The village is surrounded by barren land. Living here, there is not a single green mountain or a single trace of green water. How can the farmers here be in a good mood!

This old man was particularly unlucky. When he was captured by King Kang, his children were outside and could not come to Xuzhou City with him. Now they are missing and it is very likely that they starved to death.

Only his grandson came here with him and was also living in the bungalow.

For the sake of his grandson, he had to put in more effort and obey King Kang.

In this way, his grandson can survive.

is good.

"Old man! What are you doing? Don't just stand there! Get to work!"

Suddenly, an unpleasant scolding came from the old man. The old man shrank his head and looked to the side, only to see a sharp-mouthed man standing next to him, full of sarcasm.

This is the one who guards the farmers in the city. He doesn't hold any official position, but he has a good mouth. As long as anyone in the surrounding villages is not running their business well, he will run directly to the city to complain.

The ones who come then will be soldiers.

The old man could only smile awkwardly, nod and bow to him, then immediately bend down and continue working, not daring to delay at all.

Seeing him like this, the man walked along the village path, cursing: "You are spoiled every day. His Royal Highness Prince Kang took you in with good intentions and gave you a bite to eat, but you are still lazy here? Just kick you out! You are just bored!"

A little anger rose in the old man's heart, but he immediately suppressed it. He could only smile bitterly and could not say a word.

Indeed, this is the only place where you can eat your fill.

As he was working hard, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing from afar. In an instant, the old man felt a lot more refreshed all over.

I stared at the ground again and suddenly discovered that the seeds I had just planted had sprouted and were still growing rapidly!
Looking up blankly, the grass and trees are blooming again, and the dead trees are coming back to life in spring.

The barren mountains disappeared, the red ground disappeared, and on the riverbed in the distance that had long been dried up, the rolling water flowed from the east to the west.

The old man froze in place.

This is the Xuzhou in his memory.

It was Xuzhou where he had lived for fifty years.

It was Xuzhou, the city that gave birth to him and raised him.

It’s not the Xuzhou that was turned into a wasteland and where countless people died.

His heart had already returned to his village far away, where there were his children, his house, and everything in his life.

He should take his grandson away and never come to this damn place, Xuzhou City, again.

It seemed that he was not the only one who thought so. Not far away, there was a farmer who lived alone and whose family members were almost all dead. After seeing such great changes in Xuzhou, he even stopped farming and ran away after putting down his hoe.

When the sharp-mouthed man saw this, he immediately started yelling, "Hey! Where are you running to! Come back! Damn it! Believe it or not, I'll call the soldiers to kill you...ah!"

The man had barely said half of his words when he was suddenly hit on the back of his head by a dark shadow. He immediately fell to the ground, covering his head and screaming.

Standing behind him were several farmers from the fields on the other side!

"Damn it. My son is starving to death. If I could survive outside Xuzhou, do you think I would be willing to work here?" The farmer who beat the man had bloodshot eyes. "Brothers! Xuzhou is not deserted! It must be that the gods couldn't stand what that bastard did, so they used their magic powers! Let's kill this bastard, grab the things, and leave quickly!" He raised the hoe high, aimed it at the ground and smashed it. Screams were heard, and they gathered around the man, holding farming tools, as if venting their anger.

The old man did not get involved in this matter. He just quickly went to the small house assigned to his family, carried his young grandson on his back, and left the room.

The grandson had just woken up and asked in a childish voice:

"Grandpa, where are we going?"

The old man tilted his head slightly and was about to speak, but tears started flowing down his face.

I can only pronounce two words:
"go home."

……

In the city of Xuzhou, there are still many pedestrians on the streets, but there are fewer people performing acrobatics to make a living.

Most people walking on the street covered their faces and quickly went from one house to another. They were in a hurry and did not want to stay on the street for long.

Even if there were a few people walking on the street, they would take big steps, two at a time, with a very clear purpose. Once they reached where they wanted to go or returned home, they would never go out again.

The reason why things turned out like this was mainly because the Iron Cavalry had returned in defeat some time ago, and some rumors had spread from the corners, alleys and lanes of Xuzhou City.

Some people said that it was a group of gods who came out of Xuzhou. They couldn't stand seeing Xuzhou become like this, so they prescribed a prescription to cure Xuzhou's illness.

Some people said that the refugees could not bear the hardship, so they found swords and spears from somewhere, proclaimed themselves king, and planned to attack and kill King Kang.

Some people also said that those people outside were so hungry that they turned into demons, invulnerable to swords and guns, and only ate flesh and blood. If they entered the city, they would kill everyone!
But no matter what kind of rumor it was, everyone in the city saw the consequences.

The most powerful cavalry under King Kang were beaten to pieces.

Just like three people make a tiger, the rumor started to grow stronger and stronger. It not only blew into the homes of ordinary people, but also blew into the palace of Prince Kang.

After hearing this, King Kang flew into a rage and killed a food delivery boy on the spot. He then raised his bloody sword and ordered his followers to find a way to suppress the rumor.

"If you can't handle it, tie your heads to the back of your own carriages, and have your grooms take you for a ride outside the city. Let's see if you can survive!"

After scolding him, King Kang left, and the retainers were also troubled. They knew very well that if this matter was not handled properly, they would really be hung on the carriage and strangled to death!

But I didn't know what kind of lie I could make up to suppress the rumors in the city. I racked my brains for a long time and almost pulled my hair out.

Many of the guests who came with the master were even more gritting their teeth, hating the disaster that appeared out of nowhere and the weird village.

But there was no other way but to get together for a meeting to discuss how to deal with this thorny issue.

However, before they could come to a conclusion, the messenger rushed into Prince Kang's mansion, pissing and pissing:
"My Lord! Something has happened! Something terrible has happened!

"There's a gust of evil wind blowing outside the city, and all the grass and trees are growing! Now people in the city are saying that the gods have used their magical powers to reawaken the god of Xuzhou!"

"what?!"

King Kang's followers were stunned when they heard this, and a large group of people hurriedly squeezed out of the mansion.

As soon as I came out of the gate, I found that the streets outside were in chaos.

The jugglers, the snack vendors, the storytellers, the people taking a walk, the pretty ones, and those that King Kang liked, all stopped acting as puppets held up by strings on both sides of the street. Instead, they all ran to the edge of the city, got together to where they could see the high platforms, plank roads, and rooftops outside the city, and all looked out of the city.

The soldiers at the edge of the city tried to stop these ordinary people who suddenly seemed to be possessed, but their attention was also attracted by the wonderful scenery outside the city. They tilted their heads while stopping them and couldn't stop sighing!
When spring comes and the earth turns green, people always like the vibrant scene; it is engraved in their bones. Especially after staring at a barren land for a long time, the suddenly blooming flowers and beautiful grass will be more eye-catching.

Even the soldiers who were loyal to King Kang could not escape this fate.

The retainers and counselors who had hurriedly chased out were also shocked by the sight of new green outside the city. Looking around, Xuzhou seemed to have returned to its previous appearance. Suddenly, he felt an itch at his feet. He lowered his head and found that a few thin grasses had grown in the cracks of the bluestone bricks, scratching his ankles.

There was a retainer who was quick to react, his expression suddenly changed, and he took several steps back. He lost his balance and sat down directly on the bluestone slab.

"It's over... it's over..."

He murmured, but his body trembled slightly.

Xuzhou returned to its original state. Outsiders might not know what happened and thought it was the magic master's doing, but some people who followed the master knew it clearly.

This is Dahuang's death!

Who can kill Dahuang? !
The master said that even if the emperor from the capital came, he might not be able to do this!
No one around noticed this guest, leaving him sitting there in a daze in the chaotic crowd.

The situation in the entire Xuzhou city was becoming increasingly chaotic and was no longer controllable.

Inside the courtyard of Prince Kang's mansion, Old Sun walked out through the mansion gate, stood in front of the tall gate, and looked forward along the main street.

He could see the lively crowd and the heat radiating from them.

"Master, you have been calculating for so long, but you simply forgot that there are indeed people in this world who can cure famine."

Old Sun sighed deeply.

He just felt pity.

The master's plan this time should have allowed King Kang to gain another army of evil ghosts and have the ability to fight for the world. However, he made mistakes at every step.

Old Sun knew that it was time to make plans for retreat.

We can no longer defend Xuzhou.

In a corner of Xuzhou City, on a fringe area where few people go, there is a teahouse. Some soldiers are sitting in the teahouse, chatting about the village they recently discovered.

The coach was among them, drinking his tea by himself and not mingling with them.

Suddenly I heard a commotion outside and became confused. I stood up, leaned against the wooden railing and looked outside.

Even my breathing paused.

Ever since the famine, the sky over Xuzhou city has always been covered with dark clouds, making people feel uncomfortable. However, at this moment, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. The spring breeze blowing on your face no longer has that stench, but only a refreshing spring scent.

"What? What's going on?"

"Who did this? What kind of magical power is this? Can it change the weather in Xuzhou in an instant?"

"The art of moving stars and changing the moon? I've only seen an introduction to it in the Capital's Record of Wonderful Magic. Could it be that this magic really exists?"

The coach did not participate in the discussion of the generals next to him. He just stared out the window, watching the revival of vitality.

"Chance!"

Two big words emerged in his mind!

……

When the wind blew through the monk's village, the grass and trees began to grow vigorously.

And when the wind fell on the crops that had just been planted, these seeds, which had only been planted for a short time, all grew rapidly and were ripe in the blink of an eye.

Several farmers who were working in the fields cried out "Oh my God!" and then burst into cheers of surprise.

Everyone who had been holding a meeting in the mansion was startled by the cheers and came out of the house. When they saw the scene outside, they couldn't help but gasp.

It was already a remarkable achievement for the monk to open up a blessed land by relying on the golden light of merit, but this fragrant wind allowed Xuzhou to be revived again, which was like seizing the fortune of heaven and earth.

"This seems to be the original spiritual energy of Xuzhou!" The monk twitched his nose.

He didn't know how he felt that way, he just felt that everything around him should be the original appearance of Xuzhou.

"It looks like the Taoist priest has already killed the evil spirit!"

Caiyi was also happy and felt relieved all of a sudden.

Xiao Changcheng looked at Xuzhou, who had regained his vitality, and suddenly felt a little sad.

He grabbed his clothes at his chest and muttered to himself:
"Mom, did you see that..."

After adjusting his mood for a few breaths, Xiao Changcheng suddenly turned around and said to the young man next to him:
"Find some young and energetic people who have practiced martial arts. I have something important to announce!"

The young man seemed to have realized something, so he spread his legs and ran towards the village at high speed.

Soon, batch after batch of young people gathered in the center of the village.

Xiao Changcheng specifically found a higher pole and stood on it so that everyone could see him.

He looked around.

Most of them were dealers, with dirty clothes, dirty fingernails and dirty faces, and few of them could hold weapons.

Even so, there seemed to be flames burning in their eyes.

It was beating, as if it was about to turn into a fire that could burn down the entire world.

"Who is willing to go with me? Let's go into Xuzhou City and kill King Kang!"

Xiao Changcheng asked loudly.

"I!"

"Take me with you!"

"Damn it, kill that son of a bitch!"

All I could hear was a sea of ​​people below responding.

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