I have an eternal eye

After the Waking of Insects comes the Spring Equinox. In previous years, it was the busy farming season, with day and night equally divided and the sun shining brightly. But now, the sky seems to be torn apart, with heavy rain falling for several days.

Even so, the thick fog that shrouded the land never dissipated. Rainfall, water mist, and everything in sight was hazy.

In Qingfeng Village, the water has reached knee-deep.

The turbid muddy water had a faint fishy smell, and was wrapped in the fallen leaves and branches washed down from the mountain, making it a mess.

"Hurry up and dig!"

"Call more people!"

There were constant shouts in the village. Under the leadership of Wu Village Master and Yu Kui, everyone frantically wielded their iron hoes and worked hard to dig the flood channel.

The terrain of Qingfeng Village is relatively high, but it is a basin after all, and a stone wall was built outside. In previous years, it was fine, but with the weather like this, you will encounter flash floods if you are not careful.

However, trouble arose.

The thick fog and humidity for many days actually caused the iron locks of the suspension bridge to rust and solidify into a lump. No matter how hard the men tried, they could not move at all.

In the cracks in the surrounding mountains, the yellow water flow has converged into the river, flowing down from all directions with increasing momentum.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it!"

Yu Kui's disciple Chu Peng roared.

Something went wrong while he was practicing the Beast Control Sect, and his face became covered with black hair and fangs, like a monster.

But fortunately, he passed the test smoothly and his mind was not damaged.

Under his control, the sturdy furbolg roared, ran wildly on all fours, splashed a large amount of water, and hit the heavy suspension bridge with a bang.

Click!

Broken wood flew everywhere and the suspension bridge broke in two.

The flood discharge channel has long been dug, and mud and rocks surge out like a yellow dragon along the channel of the village wall, pouring down the steep mountain road.

In the village basin, the water level suddenly dropped, and the villagers who were lying on the roofs and shivering breathed a sigh of relief.

In Liuling Temple, Wang Xin stood on the wall of the courtyard, watching that the hidden danger was eliminated, but his face was not happy at all, but full of worry, and he turned to check.

On the altar table in the temple, Zhang Biao and Yu Ziqing were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, and Yueying lay beside them.

A few days after returning from Lushan Castle, it rained continuously.

This flash flood happened suddenly. Fortunately, Liu Ling warned him in time, but Zhang Biao and his wife couldn't care less because they had more important things...

In the spiritual world, there is another scene.

Outside the Liuling God's Domain, the wind was strong and the black mist was billowing.

This black mist is also very strange. It is heavy and turbid, and it actually forms a black river, rushing and flowing outside the divine realm like a living creature.

Thick mildew stains were left everywhere along the way, and there were many dead ghosts wrapped in the black river, rolling and struggling along the river.

"Fortunately, there is a divine realm to resist."

Yu Ziqing looked at the scene in front of him with palpitations on his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhang, what on earth is this?"

"It's a black evil spirit, a kind of evil spirit."

Zhang Biao's eyes flickered and his brows furrowed.

Black Evil (Yellow Level 2nd Grade)

1. The yin and yang are in chaos, evil spirits gather, and the netherworld and yin evil spirits form a river of their own, rushing to the River of Forgetfulness.

2. The evil spirits in the spiritual world gather together, enveloping the dead souls and ghosts. The powerful ones can give birth to ghosts and gods, which travel around and eventually merge into the Wangchuan River. Weakness is an ominous thing.

3. Keep away from the living and stay away from the dead.

4. Due to the rules of the spiritual world, it will impact the divine realm along the way...

Zhang Biao didn't expect to encounter this thing so quickly.

Fang Xiangzong's Jia Zuo lineage specializes in dealing with this thing, called "Jia Zuo Eohe", which is the evil spirit between heaven and earth. There are many types. The red evil and black evil he encountered in the capital all belong to this category.

But unlike red and black, this thing was born from the rules of the spiritual world and is related to the Wangchuan River.

Zhang Biao had a vague idea in his mind.

Ming Hua Hua, Snake Rong, and the black evil in front of him all seem to be used to clean up the spiritual world, as if there is an invisible force managing everything.

This thing is a moving river.

Judging from the situation, it should be related to the ubiquitous mildew in the spiritual world, which wraps up the dead souls and ghosts along the way and eventually flows into the River of Forgetfulness.

The trouble is, they will also attack the divine realm.

Xuandu Temple, Five Immortals Sect, these sects' arrangements in the spiritual world, were they destroyed by these things, and therefore their levels dropped?

Is weakness an ominous thing...

Zhang Biao's heart moved and he raised his left wrist.

The true energy circulated, and the black spearhead in front of the invisible hook suddenly flew out and rushed into the black river with a roar.

This thing was originally a sacrificial weapon to secular gods, but later turned into an ominous object, controlled by corpses, and became the core of the evil in the capital.

After the Fire Sect obtained it, they washed it with the divine power of incense and refined it into a magic weapon, but it was still an ominous thing.

Wow…

The tip of the spear broke into the Heisha River, causing an astonishing movement immediately, like Nezha's red silk entering the sea, stirring up the waves.

Zhang Biao suddenly realized the reason and immediately knew the reason.

If the artifact attracts the power of incense and wishes, and turns it into an ominous object, it can absorb the evil energy, which just destroys the evil flow of the black evil river.

It can be said that one thing reduces another.

Thinking of this, he used Phoenix Fire again.

But the bloody flames rushed into the Heisha River along the invisible hook lock, which stabilized it and concentrated its power to resist the Phoenix Fire.

But it's superfluous...

Zhang Biao was speechless and removed the Phoenix Fire, using only the gun tip.

After a while, the Heisha River began to collapse, and some of the dead souls broke away and stood there with their heads lowered, acting out their life and death.

Some fierce ghosts took the opportunity to stay away.

Finally, the Heisha River collapsed, but did not disappear. Instead, it turned into streams, carrying the souls that had not yet left, gathering into a ball, and flowing away into the distance.

swish swish...

The branches of the willow tree swayed, as if to celebrate the end of the disaster. A cool air enveloped Zhang Biao, washing away the irritability in his heart.

Zhang Biao laughed dumbly and retracted the invisible hook lock.

This is how the natural spirit is. As a secular god, its mind is simpler than that of Yanshangu. If you help it, it will be rewarded. It is simple and direct.

Yu Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, shook his head slightly and said, "I just started, and I really wouldn't be able to deal with this without the help of Brother Zhang."

Zhang Biao patted him on the shoulder, "That's what the spirit witch is like. You need to help Liu Ling gather the incense. After its divine domain is strengthened, it will naturally not be afraid of this thing."

"In the inheritance of Shanjun Temple, there is the art of controlling spirits. If you master it, you can turn it into the willow spirit magic to drive ghosts and build temples and restrictions in the spiritual world."

"Also, the population of Qingfeng Village is too small. Now that Zheng Yongxiang has gained power in Moyang City, why not issue an order to gather the refugees from all directions? I think he won't mind."

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "I have thought about this, but there is insufficient food in the village, and Liu Ling has not found a replacement yet, so it is not time yet."

In the willow spirit magic, there is a method of controlling plants. You can use the divine power of incense to cultivate and transform crops, but it must be in line with the nature of the plants.

easy to say, hard to do.

It's a pity that I don't know what those sects have cultivated.

"You just have to figure it out."

Seeing that Yu Ziqing had his own ideas, Zhang Biao was not angry but happy. After nodding slightly, he came to a few spiritual fields in front of Liu Ling.

Liu Ling is currently only at the fourth level, and her incense power is limited, so there are very few spiritual fields that can be cultivated.

On the black spiritual field, green buds have sprouted.

These were the seeds of the Awakening Grass that he got from the Dragon Corpse Medicine Field in the capital. He had already planted them when he went to Lushan City. He originally wanted to keep some to prepare the medicine and give some to Yanshan Gu, but he did not expect that the Five Immortals Sect would also buy them in large quantities.

He has used up the dragon blood ginseng, and using Sanming ground fire sesame alone is far less effective than the blend of other medicines, so it is necessary to plant it in large quantities.

Awakening God Grass is not like precious medicines such as Dragon Blood Ginseng, which requires hundreds of years to grow, but it also requires a suitable environment.

Fortunately, there is a spiritual field method in Xiangliang. If you find the corpses of ghosts and gods as fertilizer, you can quickly ripen them.

But the corpse of a ghost or god is really hard to find.

He has contacted Zheng Yongxiang and asked him to pay attention to the ghosts and gods causing trouble in Huaizhou. After killing them, he can stabilize one party and everyone will get what they want.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed in Zhang Biao's mind, and he remembered the remains of the demon cultivator at Yanshangu and the huge palm print of Duliang Mountain.

There was a great war in the Huaizhou area, and I wonder if there are ghosts or spirits left.

In the past, he really had no choice. After all, given the vastness of the spiritual world, traces were difficult to find, but now there is a method of dream divination.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao quickly exited the spiritual world.

He quickly left the temple and saw that the mountain torrents in Qingfeng Village had receded, and now they could not even reach his feet, and there were mud and branches everywhere.

Yu Kui and others were picking up the corpses, but they were some unlucky wild goats and wild boars. They were rushed out of the mountains by the flash flood, their heads were bruised and bleeding, and they were already dead.

Everyone just peeled the skin off and it looked like they were going to stew the broth.

"Let Ziqing take a look first to prevent the plague."

Zhang Biao gave the order and returned to the cave.

Inside the cave, there is also mud everywhere.

After Zhang Biao saw it, he immediately frowned.

His cave had a slope when it was built, and there was a drainage channel on the stone platform outside. How could it be like this?

When he reached the depths of the cave, he understood instantly.

Previously, Wu Tiexiong and the others dug out a stone jade mine, but the depth was submerged by groundwater. The water was sweet and pure, so they simply kept it as water for the cave.

But now, the pool is overflowing and flowing out through the cave, making a mess.

I'm afraid we'll have to wait until the heavy rain stops to clean up.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, sat cross-legged on the stone couch, first moved Zhou Tian to expel the erysipelas, then put on the Nuo noodles and poured in the true energy.

Wow!

The Nuo face was replaced and turned into a three-eyed Birch bird.

The moon shadow appeared and protected Zhang Biao's physical body, while his eyelids trembled violently and he fell into a dream.

Hazy, Zhang Biao woke up.

Influenced by what he saw before entering the dream, he was also in a cave in the dream, but everything was blurry and uncertain, and the stone walls of the cave were rippling like river water.

With the Burqi inheritance, Zhang Biao is no longer surprised.

The scenes in the dream are all affected by the residual thoughts of the mind. This situation is probably related to the impression of him exorcising the Heisha River and the flash flood.

Zhang Biao still sat cross-legged, while squeezing the seals, making a murmuring sound in his mouth, and pouring in Qi to drive Nuo Mian Boqi.

In Nuo's face, the fourth-grade Black Dream Snake essence absorbed last time continued to radiate outwards along the bronze eyes on Nuo's face.

Gradually, the surroundings became dark.

Witchcraft: Dream Divination!

In the darkness, only the stone platform where Zhang Biao sat cross-legged was illuminated. There was no movement around, and the silence was terrifying.

Zhang Biao did not panic and kept chanting the corpse of ghosts and gods in his heart.

At the same time, the dream bubble he was in began to emit invisible waves outward.

This is the method of dream divination, which can be used by Bo Qinuo to stay awake all the time. It is far more powerful than Cui Laodao's confused divination method that wanders in all directions.

The invisible fluctuations were very fast, spreading outwards and passing through dream bubbles one after another.

Suddenly, a dream bubble trembled slightly.

A faint white mist suddenly rose in the dark area in front of Zhang Biao, and then formed a blur of light and shadow:

It was densely forested, dark and humid. A lantern swayed left and right, and accompanied by violent breathing, a man who looked like a scholar was sweating profusely and running wildly.

The man's robe was shabby and patched, and his face was extremely haggard. He turned his head to look around in fear from time to time.

There was a rustle in the darkness, as if something was chasing him, and the speed was getting faster and faster...