Abandoned Immortals

After the soldiers and horses of the fairy world and the monster race were exiled by Yu Lianxin, the world of the mortal world returned to peace.

But where there are people, there are bound to be constant disputes. There is no absolute prosperity, only relative checks and balances.

Not long after Yu Lianxin returned to Tinglan Sect, one day she heard someone coming from outside the courtyard, she opened the door and saw a servant waiting outside the courtyard door, and only stepped forward respectfully after she waved.

The man reported to her that there was a visitor in front of the mountain, saying that he went up the mountain before dawn today. In order not to disturb Yu Lian's rest, he had been waiting in front of the mountain gate for several hours.

Yu Lian wondered about the identity of the visitor, so she asked, "Who's coming?"

"Jade Immortal Sect, Mo Changyuan Sect Master."

Hearing the name of the visitor, Yu Lian was quite surprised, but her face was calm, she just said: "Lead the way."

A woman in a light yellow dress stood silently in front of the mountain gate, looking at one side of the mountain wall.

The word "Tinglan" is engraved on the flat stone wall.

The handwriting is vigorous, flying like dragons and phoenixes, crowning the world.

There are few people in the gate of Tinglanzong Mountain, but the palaces and pavilions are plain but extraordinarily solemn. Looking from a distance, one can't help but feel admiration.

The red clothes are ethereal, and they come in style.

Mo Changyuan was in a trance, and when he approached, she put away the emotion between her eyebrows, bowed her hands to salute him, and softly called, "Miss Yu."

"What wind brought Aunt Mo to the Tinglan School?" Yu Lian raised the corners of her lips lightly, showing a faint smile.

She had a good appearance and was originally a delicate person. Now, the edges and corners of her body have been smoothed by the years, and her fierce and evil spirit has also dissipated. She looks soft and gentle, as if she has gotten along with her a lot.

Mo Changyuan breathed a sigh of relief, her expression became much more relaxed, and instead of answering, she asked, "Miss Yu, won't you invite me in?"

In the past, she would not have dared to do this.

"It's the younger generation who neglected you." With a peaceful smile in her heart, Yu Lian invited Mo Changyuan to move to the small building in front of the mountain, and brought tea and pastries up, as a treat.

After two cups of tea, Mo Changyuan explained his intention.

"A few days ago, during the three-world war, the common world was the main battlefield. Mountains collapsed and ground cracked, and lakes and seas burst their embankments. Not only did the common people suffer heavy casualties, but countless fertile fields were also destroyed. The victims were starved of food. Many people swallowed tree bark and soil and choked alive. died."

Every time she said a word, Yu Lian's brows tightened a little. These urgent problems need to be solved urgently. If they can't be handled properly, there will be endless troubles if they continue to delay.

"The Yan family fell, the Dazhu dynasty fell apart, and dozens of states and cities went their separate ways. When natural disasters came, those who fought for power took advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the chaos, and the treacherous, greedy and miserly people took advantage of the opportunity to amass money. They were able to properly deal with the victims and respond to natural disasters in a panic. The city guards of the state are only one or two out of ten."

"Yuxianmen is short of manpower. It can only help Yuzhou and the nearby states, and it is difficult to take care of remote places. Outside Yuzhou, chaos occurs frequently, and the situation of the victims is worrying."

After listening to Mo Changyuan's words, Yu Lian pondered for a while, and then said: "Master Mo must have a countermeasure in mind when she comes here today."

Mo Changyuan sighed helplessly in return: "Although the natural disaster is over, seniors are either dead or injured, Dao Yanzong has retired, and all small schools and sects have also escaped from the world, and the talents in the cultivation world are withering. There are only a handful of them, but Miss Yu can control the overall situation."

Yu Lian remained silent, waiting for her next words.

Unexpectedly, Mo Changyuan stood up abruptly, flicked her sleeves, and bowed towards Yuli.

"I, Yuxianmen, would like to follow Tinglanzong's lead, and ask Miss Yu to order people with lofty ideals in the world to discuss countermeasures and overcome difficulties with the people."

Yu Lian's heart was serious, she didn't speak, and Mo Changyuan couldn't get up.

Time seemed to stand still, until Yu Lian turned away her face, propped her chin with one hand, and broke the silence with a soft voice: "Master Mo, get up first."

The tone was neither sad nor happy, but it sounded like Mo Changyuan was turning around.

She stood by the table, waiting for Yu Lian's next words.

After a while, a sigh was heard.

Yu Lian didn't look at her, and her eyes fell on the empty space: "Before the master wakes up, Yu needs to be by his side wholeheartedly, and will not leave Ting Lanzong for a long time, so I am powerless to do what Master Mo entrusts, but ..."

She turned her face and met Mo Changyuan's eyes: "Dong Mingle inherits the power of dragon veins, and is the Holy Lord of Qinglong. His heart is concerned with the common people, and he is compassionate. If you go to find her with my letter, she must be willing to help you." .”

As she spoke, she took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Mo Changyuan who was looking surprised.

Obviously, before the person in front of her came to visit Tinglan, she had already anticipated the current situation.

Sooner or later, she was waiting for Mo Changyuan to come.

It can be done.

Mo Changyuan took the letter, bowed to Yulian again, and then hurried down the mountain.

After the person left, Yu Lianxin's figure disappeared in place and reappeared, already outside the Tianmen.

Fang Juinian became famous in the battle on the top of Tianxuan. After taking over the palace seal of Xuangong and becoming the guard of the fairy world, he had [-] soldiers and horses of Xuangong under his command, and at the same time took over the millions of immortal soldiers who were exiled in other worlds. Above people, high position and weight, success and fame.

However, in front of Yu Lianxin, she maintained her usual humility. When she heard that Yu Lianxin had come to the Immortal Realm, she ordered her soldiers to continue patrolling, while she dismounted to meet the Heavenly Gate in person.

Yu Lian met him face to face, straight to the point:

"Materials in the mortal world are very scarce. You should quickly send people to refine the bigu elixir, transport it from the fairy world to the mortal world, and hand it over to Dong Mingle. Then select a few people with both ability and political integrity from Xuangong, and follow Dong Mingle's arrangement. To assist the city guards in Dazhu and other prefectures in disaster relief, and make sure to properly resettle the refugees."

Speaking of this, her voice sank: "If someone does evil, disobeys discipline, or interferes with the disaster relief process, you can kill them first and play later. You need to know that the innocent victims are the most important thing."

Fang Juinian looked solemn, and when Yu Lian finished speaking, she lightly tapped on her shoulder armor and knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate will live up to your lord's trust."

Leaving the fairyland and returning to Yunxianju, Yuxi stood in the courtyard with her hands behind her back and listened to the wind.

Clouds gather in the sky, and their shapes are constantly changing.

After sunset on the west mountain, when the sky was cloudy, a few drops of light rain fell, and soon the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the sky was bright and clear.

I don't know how long this station has passed, day and night changed, the sun was breaking through the dawn, there was a wave of waves in the sky, and another slender figure appeared behind Yu Lianxin for no reason.

Dong Mingle plucked the blue hair on the side of his ear, Shi Shiran sat down at the stone table, and asked Yu Lian with a smile: "Do you think I'm annoying, and Fang assigns me so much work, so I'm so busy, why not?" Are you relieved when time comes to provoke you?"

Yu Lian turned her head to the side, regaining the agility and freshness from the stillness, and sat down opposite Dong Mingle indiscriminately, laying out a game of chess:

"What is Sister Le talking about? Although the natural disaster is gone, the difficulties still exist. We need to know that there is no one in the mortal world right now. Only Sister Le has both talents and sentiments. She can keep the common people safe. Those who are capable will work harder."

"Heh." Dong Mingle laughed out loud, took out a white piece from the chess box and dropped it, "Sister Lianxin can really talk with her little mouth, you can feel comfortable being the shopkeeper by throwing your hands away, and hand over all the dirty work to me. Can someone else do it with a conscience?"

Yu Lian raised her eyebrows heartily, her lips curled up into a double smile, and she answered her relaxedly: "Sister Le said this, it's possible that sister only found out today, sister, I have no conscience."

Dong Mingle didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't really come to Yuli to complain, but she had other important matters.

Seeing that Yuxi clicked a sunspot, she changed the subject: "Jinzhou is loose in geology, heavy rains have been falling for several days, mountains have collapsed, and floods are serious. I am dealing with famine in various places, and I have no time to investigate the cause of the rain. I'm afraid Sister Lianxin needs to go through this experience herself."

Yu Lian paused slightly in her heart, and nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

Then, Dong Mingle described the disaster situation in each state and Yu Lian's heart in detail. It was only half an hour before and after, and when Dong Mingle left, the chess game was not finished.

Jinzhou is in danger, and human life is at stake.

Yu Lian went back to the house to bid farewell to Que Qingyun, saying that it would take three or two days to go here, and she would return after dealing with the flood disaster, so Master don't have to worry about it.

The person sleeping peacefully on the couch did not respond, Yu Lian's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes darkened slightly.

But the sadness and grief were fleeting, and her eyes gradually returned to calm. Her eyes were silent and far away, and they were somewhat similar to Que Qingyun's expression at that time.

Turning around and pushing the door out, in the blink of an eye, the void was rippling, and Yu Lian's heart had arrived in Jinzhou.

As far as the eye can see, it is the torrent that destroys the mountains and forests and submerges the villages.

It was as if a hole had been broken in the sky, and the heavy rain poured down. Countless people were swallowed by the flood, and the cries were hidden under the crackling rain. The whole Jinzhou was in chaos, shrouded in dark clouds.

Yuxi walked along the torrent, and her spiritual consciousness spread out. After a while, she heard the sound of a baby crying, and looked up to see a few towering ancient trees in the distance. There were about a dozen people gathered among the branches. They were villagers trapped by the flood. .

Other trees around had been uprooted by the flood, and even these ancient trees began to crumble. The faces of the villagers on the trees were ashen, they had no strength to survive, and could only watch the water level get higher and higher.

Either the big tree fell down and was drowned by the water, or under the hunger and cold, after nightfall, the weather changed sharply to freeze to death.

If there is no miracle, they will have no way out.

Suddenly, the trunk of one of the trees shook violently, and immediately there was a chilling rattling sound under the tree.

This big tree, as thick as several people hugging it, will eventually be overwhelmed and will be washed away by the flood.

The screams were continuous, and the people on the tree fell from the canopy like dumplings, about to fall into the torrent.

At this moment, several golden vines broke through the water, wrapped around the waist of the victims, and cut them in midair.

All the victims were still in shock. When they were in panic, they saw a phantom in red clothes appearing between the rain curtains. They walked thousands of feet in the blink of an eye and waved their arms. The uninhabited valley below the mountain.

Such supernatural power is almost like a fairy descending into the world.

"Go up the mountain along this road, and you won't encounter landslides again."

When everyone was in a daze, the voice of the woman in red fell from the sky, and it was clearly poured into their ears amidst the noise of the rain.

The water level has dropped to the upper surface, although the heavy rain has not stopped, but they have enough time to climb to the heights and seek help.

In a blink of an eye, the immortal god who had just descended into the world had disappeared, as if in that fatal flood, but everyone had a dream at the same time.

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