"It’s been a long time since it rained." Mystery heard them express their sadness.

For ordinary people, rain is so important that they have no magic power, can’t call for sex, and can rely on natural rain.
Without water, crops in the ground will be thirsty and people will not be able to stand it. The village has suffered from drought.
Just as Xuanji was ready to give them a rain to help them through this difficult time, he saw the villagers suddenly get together, as if discussing ways.
Mystery hands can’t help but live, want to see their solutions first, it’s no good for her to make moves again.
There are not a hundred people in this village, and there are no more than 200 people with their children. Their common feature is that their lips are chapped, and both adults and children have no spirit.
The first village chief glanced at it and said, "Go and bring the children here and let them listen."
Soon, the whole village gathered together and found that they were all very ordinary and wrong, and there was a body faintly filled with aura, which was a symbol of cultivation.
Mystery looked over and found that it was a small child. The child hid in the children with his head down and didn’t look up like other children.
The walking stick in the hand of the village chief knocked on the ground to make the noise quiet. "Our village still hasn’t had a rain this year."
Hearing the village chief say this, everyone’s face is getting more and more sad. Some people can’t help but kneel in a certain direction. "Rain God, please have pity on us and give us some rain!"
"Rain god, please …"
When people are desperate, they will pray for external help, which is also effective and effective. Now the villagers pray for it.
Mystery is about to cast spells to rain when she sighs. When Mystery’s hand just pinched her magic, it suddenly became obscure. Someone was stopping her from casting spells.
Soon the rest of the villagers who didn’t kneel, together with the village head and the children, knelt down. They all pinned their hopes on the sky until they didn’t get a response from the sky. Many people looked desperate.
There is a mystery to notice that the child who can practice in the crowd has never looked up since he knelt down. He is surrounded by pious prayers for rain, but he has not noticed the situation of the child.
Finally, the village chief sighed, "Rain God didn’t respond. It seems to us that our hearts are not religious enough. If our hearts are really religious, the great rain god will definitely respond to our rain."
"People are still in the old way." As soon as the village chief said that a group of children began to cry, the silent boy finally stopped lowering his eyes and looked up at everything around him, as if he were out of place with the people around him.
He attracted the attention of the villagers, who were whispering that "it was my husband’s children who heard that his mother had disappeared the other day"
"It’s good that it’s gone. It’s a pity that his parents or scholars can’t bring us rain." The villagers expressed their disgust at the child and vented their fear of no water on him
Their eyes are so knowledgeable and arrogant, but there is no mystery to see simplicity.
Noting this, the mystery is no longer against that force, but quietly watching what they want to do.
The village head looked at the crying children’s faces and showed a kind way, "Don’t be afraid, children, the villagers will remember that you sacrificed people to draw lots for them. Ten boys and ten girls will be sent to the rain god as an integer."
Hearing the village chief say this, the children cried even harder. There was a child who silently looked at the village and everything that happened here.
Suddenly, with one hand, he shoved a thick voice on his back, saying, "There are no adults in the village head’s house, and it is impossible for him to live as a child. It is better to let him serve the rain god while he is alive."
When the village chief heard this, he looked at the boy with a sigh and said, "Son, would you like to reunite with your father?"
Chapter 98 Chapter two hundred and ninety
"It’s hard to believe that we have experienced too much and too much body breath from the very beginning to the last ninth order." Bo Dai E Guan Bering came to the mysterious side and said.
"My parents, who are outside the Jixue Palace, believe in Confucian enlightenment although they have no cultivation qualification, so they brought their knowledge just after they were born and I wanted to help these villagers change their fate, but who ever thought that they would never go back after they came?"
"At the beginning, there was rain. There was a harvest of food in the village, and my parents could help them teach their children. The villagers looked good at my parents until the rain began to decrease a few years ago. Faced with the drought crisis, my parents and they had different ideas and conflicts."
"My parents think we should explore outside, maybe we can find a new water source or find a solution to the drought, but the villagers don’t agree that the first thing they think of after confirming that it is a real drought is to sacrifice to the rain god for rain."
"At first, the drought was not serious. They sacrificed livestock, but they didn’t. My parents advised them to stop. They refused to think that it would not rain because they didn’t sacrifice enough. It was only then that my parents realized that sacrifice was deeply rooted in this area. When there was no disaster, it was good to say that once the disaster came, their minds would be filled with sacrifices and they wouldn’t listen to anything else."
"At last, the livestock in the village were exhausted, and people here began to stare at people. For them, human life is more noble than livestock, and it is even more sincere to know who they are willing to take the initiative to die. The ants still drag out an ignoble existence, not to mention the outsiders. My parents were stared at by them because they have something to do and culture. People in the village agreed that Rain God would prefer it."
"On that day, the whole village went out to surround my family, and my parents knew that they would save the day. Finally, they went out to discuss with the villagers to sacrifice my father so that the villagers would let our mother go. The villagers promised that my mother and I would live, and my father was burned alive by them. My father died without getting rain. Maybe just after the agreement with my father, they looked at other terrible things in the village that didn’t rely on adults and children until it rained."
"My mother tried to take me away from here, but we were chased not long after we left. In their hearts, my mother was the best sacrificial candidate. A few years later, the village ushered in drought, and it was definitely another big sacrifice. My mother was exhausted and tried to find a protective symbol in my father’s relics. Unfortunately, my mother left it to me before she died."
"And I didn’t choose to escape, but the symbol made a plan. Even if it was a fire, I wouldn’t die. At most, I would get hurt. Since they believe in God, let me be their God. I will push them to the real end."
Unfortunately, due to the mysterious rain, he failed to launch the plan and died.
Mystery can’t help but look at Bering Jun. "Did your plan succeed without my intervention?"
"Of course, 19 children with me were burned to death, but I came back to life. This is not a miracle. This is what they saw with their own eyes. They believed in it. Since then, they have served me as a god. Unfortunately, I am not their god of rain, but a god of death who reaps their lives." Bering Jun said with some regret.
Because of the mystery involved, the villagers naturally won’t take him as a god, and the conflict between the two sides will break out directly.
Whether the villagers are adults or teenagers, Bai Lingjun soon became physically exhausted, and the mystery could not help but sigh, "Is this my kindness to do bad things?"
"It’s not necessarily a bad thing. Although my plan failed, the children who sacrificed with me came alive this time." Bering Jun looked at the children who were still crying and his eyes were slightly dark.
"The mystery help me, help me change my fate." Bering Jun looked at the mystery.
"Now that I’ve stepped in, I’m naturally not helping half the truth. What do you want me to do?" Xuanji avenue
It is difficult for monks to intervene in their own reincarnation. Although they can change their own destiny, it is just a matter of starting for them. It is like a slight change in Bering Jun’s destiny.
However, this is not a big problem for the mystery. She and Bering Jun didn’t make friends when they were young. They are a real outsider, and even if they step in, there is no big change in Bering Jun’s hands-on work.
I don’t know what Bering Jun told Mystery. Mystery took a deep look at Bering Jun and said "Good".
A fist suddenly swung in front of the teenager Bering Jun, trying to avoid the teenager Bering Jun with a wry smile: "Heaven will kill me."
If there are no accidents, his plan should be successful.
Just as the teenager Bering Jun wanted to personally test the power of the amulet, he was punching at him, and the villagers suddenly froze and became motionless.
Young Bering Jun was surprised and turned around to see that the others were also settled. Now it seems that he is the only one who can move freely in the whole village.
Although I don’t know what happened, the young Bering Jun quickly picked up his fallen sharp weapon and cut it hard at the throat of those villagers who couldn’t move. Through their eyes, the young Bering Jun found that these villagers were unconscious but still there.
But he didn’t think much, but quickly solved all the villagers with great strength. Finally, the last one left was the old village head. At this time, the old village head was muddy and his eyes were full of frightened teenagers. Bering Jun looked at him and remembered that he had ordered his father to be taken away a few years ago, and there were many sacrifices. He was the cause.
Chapter 99 Chapter two hundred and ninety-nine
"At this point, it has a lot to do with the rapid expansion of Qin." Bering Jundao
During the Warring States period, after the new throne of Qin, the territory expanded rapidly.
"My parents are cousins outside Ji Xuegong, and I left here to go to Ji Xuegong when I got rid of the crisis." Bering Jun quickly passed when he waved his sleeves.
After seeing the teenager Bering Jun, Xuanji took the children to the outside world and went to the place where his parents had studied.
"There are more of them than in the original fate line." Looking at the children in the village, Bering Jun sighed lightly.
In the original fate, there were not many children left in the whole village when he finished making gods to solve those villagers. Now the fate has changed.
Continue to accelerate, this time the young Bering Jun appeared in front of the Academy, which was less than the number of children who followed him before.
Along the way, Bering Jun didn’t force them to go to the unknown palace with himself. Some older and strong children left on their own when they got to the bustling place.
Now that I’m in Xuegong, the young Bering Jun told me about their situation. Whether it’s doing chores or finding someone to help adopt them, those children finally have a new place to go.
Yu Juvenile Bering Jun entered the Jixue Palace because of his cultivation qualification.
"It didn’t last long before I joined the Jixuegong. It wasn’t long before the country where Jixuegong was located was attacked by Qin fighters, and the Qin state merged Jixuegong into it. In this way, I was ignorant and became a monk of Qin."
Of course, Bering Jun was still young at that time, and many things happened to him. For Bering Jun as a child, Ji Xuegong was annexed by the State of Qin, and changing his place of study had no effect on his base.
"Then I went to Daqin Palace because of my outstanding cultivation, and that’s when I met the only way."
At first, they were not the only talented monks who went to Daqin Palace, but eventually they came to the end.
At the beginning, Bering Jun and Fa Buer were nodding at each other as teenagers, and they didn’t begin to approach until they both made their mark in the Great Qin Dynasty Hall.
Bering jun’s mouth said, but he controlled it. He didn’t let Xuanji see the method in his childhood. At that time, it was still a taciturn and cold boy. What if Xuanji saw it and loved it?