The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

Thousands of years later!

Ziyun Continent.

Today's Xu State is no longer called Xu State, but Yuan Qi State.

Thousands of years ago, a god of war emerged from the Xu Kingdom and unified the mortal realm of this world. Today, there is only one country in the mortal realm.

That is their Yuan Qiguo.

The name of that God of War is Shi Qi.

The Yuan Qi Kingdom has also been passed down for thousands of years, and the statue of Shi Qi has been worshiped by thousands of people.

He is the God of War, their god, and the first king of Yuan Qi Kingdom.

Today, this country has been free of war for a thousand years, and is prospering under peace.

However, in addition to fearing war and man-made disasters, mortals are even more afraid of natural disasters.

Even monks in the world of immortality should not interfere too much with things like natural disasters.

The drought in Yuanqi State this year was severe, and many people in remote areas became refugees and flowed outside the capital.

Today's emperor is fatuous and incompetent, and is about to be unable to hold on to the foundation laid by his ancestors.

It is even more because after claiming to be the God of War, he has never been willing to seek help from the immortal world. Only the common people suffer from natural disasters.

In a war temple on the outskirts of Yuanqi State, many refugees were hiding.

Among them was a mother and daughter. The woman and her ten-year-old girl huddled in a corner and kept coughing.

"Mom, just hold on a little longer. When we get into the city, Ling'er will find a doctor for you."

The woman's complexion was sallow, and she was so thin that she was only skin and bones.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched her daughter's thin face, feeling infinite reluctance in her heart.

She had prayed to heaven and earth for this daughter, and she had worshiped all the gods in the sky to get this daughter. She was the apple of her eye that she had always held in her heart.

Unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time, and only a few years after my good days, I encountered these frequent natural disasters.

The family business was gone, the husband's family were all dead, and the mother and daughter were left to go to the capital.

But so what, she is going to die now.

There are infinite regrets, countless unwillingness, and countless worries in my heart.

"Ling'er, mother's Ling'er, remember mother's words, you must live. As long as you live in Shangjing for two more years, if a cultivator comes to accept a disciple, you must follow him."

Now that she is dying, she can only find this way for her daughter.

"Everything from now on is up to you. Protect yourself. Don't wash the dirt off your face."

Her voice became lower and lower, and finally she coughed violently.

The little girl's eyes were red. She sent her grandfather away and her father away. Seeing her mother's condition now, she also wanted to leave her.

She was helpless, she was scared, but she could do nothing.

"Mother, I know."

She wiped away her tears firmly.

When the woman heard this, the corners of her mouth curved down, and she reached out to touch her again.

But only half way, he fell helplessly.

The little girl touched her mother's nose with trembling hands, but the weak breath disappeared.

She didn't cry loudly, her little body shrank into the woman's arms, and she shed tears silently!

She held her mother's hand tightly. She felt so painful and tired, and wanted to go with her mother.

Cang Lin came from the world of cultivating immortals. He passed by here and frowned when he saw the hungry people everywhere and the scene of purgatory on earth.

"How could this human world be like this? The monks in the world of cultivating immortals don't even care about it?"

Natural disasters cannot be prevented, and the monks' magic can be transformed into spiritual rain, which can alleviate the disaster, but it will not become what it is today.

Big ones cannot interfere, but small ones can always intervene.

After all, he couldn't bear it. With the spell in his palm, billowing dark clouds gathered in the sky in just a moment.

It seemed that something had occurred to him. If these dead bodies were not disposed of, after it stopped raining, it might bring another catastrophe to the world.

The plague will only kill more people.

With compassion in his heart, he raised his hand and used a powerful spell, and all the corpses that he could not feel alive within a thousand miles around quickly gathered together.

At this time, the little girl who was originally lying in her mother's arms woke up, and her mother suddenly disappeared.

She screamed in fear: "Mom."

Hearing someone talking about what monks were doing outside, the little girl rushed out of the temple and saw her mother's body placed next to many corpses.

"Mom, let go of my mother."

"Hey, little girl, that's a monk, I can't afford to offend you."

A kind-hearted mother-in-law shouted, but she rushed forward as if she couldn't hear her.

Cang Lin turned around, fearing that the power of the spell would hurt this mortal little girl, so he stopped quickly.

However, the little girl rushed directly to him, raised her fist and hit him.

With this little strength, he couldn't feel the pain at all, but the moment he lowered his head, he was stunned.

The jade plaque on his waist lit up. After more than ten thousand years, it finally lit up!

"Ling, Ling'er!"

Cang Lin grabbed her hands excitedly.

The little girl now knew she was afraid. She looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes.

"You, don't touch my mother."

Despite her fear, she still said this sentence firmly.

Cang Lin's eyes turned red almost immediately, the little girl was trembling, and his hands were trembling too.

He raised his hand and cast a cleaning spell on her, and a face that looked exactly like the spirit witch's when he was a child appeared in front of him.

It's just that he is pitifully thin and has suffered a lot at first glance.

"Don't be afraid, that's your mother, I'll give her back to you."

The little girl looked at him blankly, feeling the warmth from his palms. She didn't know why she suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.

Cang Lin injected a little spiritual energy into her body. Now he had nothing to give her, so he could only give her a little spiritual energy to make her feel better.

From this look, it seemed that he had been hungry for a long time and was too sad to be damaged physically and mentally.

The spirit witch felt that his body suddenly felt warm and comfortable, and the cramps in his stomach disappeared.

The soles of her feet also felt stronger, and her mother was brought to her side.

There was light flowing in the palm of the man in front of him, and soon all the corpses here were gathered together, except for her mother.

The fire burned all the corpses, but they were reduced to ashes in a short time.

There were a lot of cries around, but they didn't dare to have any opinions.

Cang Lin cast off his magic technique again, dark clouds rolled in, and soon the soft rain of spirit fell.

After the people were in a trance, they let out shouts of surprise.

"Thank you, thank you, Immortal, thank you Immortal!"

The people around him knelt down and kowtowed thanks!

Cang Lin walked up to the spirit wizard again and knelt down: "Hello, my name is Cang Lin. Are you willing to follow me? I will teach you how to cultivate immortality in the future?"

When the spirit witch met his sincere pupils, the little girl hardly hesitated.

"it is good."

Cang Lin's eyes were still red, with a few tears.

He found her, he finally found her.

Although she is still a little one, what does it matter? Thousands of years have passed, and now being able to watch her grow up is already a blessing from heaven.

"Can you help me bury my mother?"

"of course can."

Cang Lin put the body into his storage bag and handed it to her.

"I'll take you to find a good place for her to rest."

He stretched out his hand, and the little girl stared at it for a long time before putting his hand on it.

The thin hands had almost no flesh, and Cang Lin felt extremely distressed.

He took her and disappeared where he was!