South of Chang'an, in the middle of the Qinling Mountains.

Zhongnan Mountain.

The clouds and mist are shrouded, and the palaces are in groups.

There was harmony and tranquility on the mountain, but there were not many people inside the temple because everyone had gone down the mountain to provide disaster relief.

Chencang County.

The scorching sun scorched the dry earth, the fields were cracked, and the wheat seedlings turned yellow and sickly, as if they were withered.

The people in the village lay sick at home and did not dare to go out for fear of heatstroke.

This has been going on for three years.

Clang clang clang!

At this time, the sound of banging iron tools was heard from the entrance of the village.

"The immortals from the Chunyang Sect are here! The immortals from the Chunyang Sect are here!!"

The village chief shouted at the top of his lungs, and the villagers who had been sick just now suddenly became energetic.

He immediately took out the pots and pans from home and ran into the streets.

I saw an altar set up at the entrance of the village.

Two Taoist priests stood in front of the altar, and the village chief stood politely aside.

"No more nonsense, let's get started!"

The Taoist priest glanced at the crowd, then picked up the bell and muttered something.

boom!

The clouds of calamity rolled, the thunder thundered, and then the heavy rain fell.

The villagers stood in the rain, shouting excitedly, filling their pots and pans with water.

The pond and well at the entrance of the village are gradually filling up.

Another Taoist priest recited a different mantra, and the wheat seedlings in the fields outside came back to life, and soon they were full of fruits.

"alright!"

When the rain stopped, the two Taoist priests were covered in sweat and looked very pale.

The common people knelt down one after another and chanted the name of Chunyang Tianzun, the Great Emperor of Donghua.

Three years of drought caused the people to lose faith in the Jade Emperor.

The disciples of Chunyang Tianzun went around to provide disaster relief and alleviated many crises.

Even so, at least 30% of the world's population has been reduced.

Daxing City, Temple of Heaven.

After Master Sa finished praying for rain, the people in the city shouted the holy name.

"Hey, the Emperor of Heaven is not virtuous and has made you suffer."

Sa Zhenren said to the fourth emperor of the Sui Dynasty.

"Thank you so much, Imperial Master. If there was no Imperial Master, I don't know what to do."

The emperor was still frightened.

Three years after taking the throne, three years after the disaster.

He can be said to be the most unlucky emperor in history. He did nothing when he first took office, but such a huge disaster occurred in the world.

If it hadn't been for the immortals of the Chunyang Sect to take action, I'm afraid the Sui Dynasty would have been doomed.

"It's just a drop in the bucket."

Sa Zhenren's eyes were as bright as a torch and he looked into the distance.

He saw hungry people all over the land and Yi Zi eating each other.

There may be a few sentences in history books like "severe drought, people eat each other", but from a contemporary perspective, it is an extremely tragic disaster.

In the past three years, the power of the Chunyang Sect has expanded rapidly, and many unsustainable sects have merged into Chunyang.

There are tens of thousands of Taoist priests and millions of rampant soldiers.

The number of people increased, but the power did not become stronger because of it. Instead, they rushed around to provide disaster relief all day long.

"Hey, when will it end!"

The emperor couldn't help but sigh.

If this continues, Sui Dynasty will slowly die.

"Don't worry, Grandmaster will take action."

Master Sa didn't know the inside story, but he also knew that the founder was not a person who would give up easily.

…

Heaven.

The Jade Emperor discussed matters with the stars and the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas.

"Your Majesty, there has been no rain in the world. Should we relax the restrictions appropriately?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea tentatively said.

Three years of drought have caused the Dragon King to lose a lot of faith, and they are also in a hurry.

"No, continue, no one is allowed to rain without my order!"

The Jade Emperor said seriously.

"But Chunyang Cult did not give in..."

"Who wants them to surrender?"

The Jade Emperor just wanted to make them exhausted.

Don’t you like to save people? Then save him enough!

This is the Queen Mother's clever plan.

The Jade Emperor thought carefully about the gains and losses.

The last time he caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace was because he had too loose control over the mortal world, allowing the demon clan to develop smoothly.

Now that the human world is in turmoil, the Chunyang Sect is struggling to survive, and the Heavenly Court is poaching, Song Lin's power is like a dull knife, constantly bleeding.

Moreover, the Jade Emperor's move also meant to punish the people.

I am the Lord of the Three Realms! Who makes them believe in other non-heavenly gods?

Are the benefits offered by the other party so attractive?

So I still need to learn a lesson.

(Don’t blame me, Black Jade Emperor, the novels cannot be taken seriously. In the novels about gods and demons of all dynasties, the Jade Emperor is either a villain or a buffoon. Go ahead and scold the ancients.)

…

Lishan Mountain, Jinding Zhenren Water Curtain Cave.

"The time is almost up."

Master Jin Ding said something inexplicably.

The Taoist boys around me were puzzled.

"Master Chunyang is in danger, prepare to gather troops and horses to welcome the third brother!"

Master Jinding smiled.

The eldest sister has been in seclusion for many years, and this is when she is short of manpower.

The third brother is a wild monkey, not much strength and not qualified enough.

Only a strong man like Song Lin can be called the third brother of Lishan and a member of the Sanqing Taoist clan.

If Song Lin knew Jin Ding's inner thoughts, he would probably vomit blood on the spot. Does he really want to be called Sanlang? He has to do it himself?

Pure Yang Immortal Mansion in Heaven.

Zhengyang, Zhang Guolao and the three great heavenly masters were all there.

Except for the four marshals and the acquired immortals who came to join them later.

"Hua Guang has had no contact since he was made emperor. Could it be..."

Zhengyang asked.

"should be."

Song Lin had a faint sarcasm on his lips.
To be continued...