The poem says, the fire flows in July, and the clothes are given in September.≤,

The fire in July means that in July, when the Great Mars travels westward, the weather begins to turn cooler.

However, this year's weather is in a bad mood. Now it is July. Even if the Yuxia is gone and the night falls, the heat is still steaming without any chill.

The dog spitted out his tongue and kept gasping for breath. Even the cow's rumination seemed to be filled with heat.

The hot and hot house was so hot that it was so stuffy that it couldn't even breathe. People couldn't stay and hid under the big trees outside the house, sang pony fan weakly.

However, the wind blowing out is also hot. The more you fan, the more you sweat, the more you sweat, it is better not to fan.

The most energetic child in the past was lost at this time, and he lay on the trunk of a big tree, trying to wait for the arrival of the illusory cool breeze.

"It's really abnormal this day. It's already July, why is it still so hot?"

"There is clearly only one sun in the sky, but it seems like there are ten suns. It is so hot that people can't wait to drill into the well."

"The well water has dried up, and even if you hide in the well, it may not be cooler."

"If it continues like this, the crops will not survive."

"If it continues like this, no one will be able to survive, let alone crops."

"I heard that a few people died in Gantang Village a few days ago and were killed by the sun."

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The adults started chatting all over the place, complaining about the strange ghost weather.

It’s really the air is filled with fire and the heat is unbearable.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was practicing in Gu Niang Temple, also walked out of the study at this time.

She is a ghost, but she is not as afraid of heat as a human being. She just decided to go out because of practicing "Yi Wood Art".

When she passed the octagonal pavilion in the garden, she couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The beautiful scenery of the lotus leaves and green fields in the Tinghu Lake has long been shining with the sun, and now it has dried up to only a shallow depression, which is probably the amount of water that can float a paper boat.

Due to the drought, the plants and trees in the garden were still wilted after nightfall. The oleander, which had bloomed for several months, had dried up flowers and leaves, revealing bare peach branches.

The weather this year is indeed extremely abnormal, and there has not been a drop of rain since summer.

So much so that the plants and trees in arid lands withered, streams cut off and rivers dry up.

Even the water level of Ganhe, the mother river flowing through Ganhe Town, has dropped to its historical lowest point, revealing a large crack-shaped riverbed.

Recently, there are many more good men and women who come to the temple to burn incense than they do on weekdays. They all come to pray for rain.

But God is not good, no matter how sincere everyone is, God doesn’t even shed a single drop of the crocodile’s tears.

After Nie Xiaoqian left Gu Niang Temple, she floated towards the mountain.

There was no rain for several months, and the grass on the top of the mountain had already withered, and bare rocks and mud were everywhere.

It was midnight at night, no matter how good the mountain scenery was, there was nothing to see.

Not to mention that Nie Xiaoqian, who was waiting for the sunrise, found a huge rock and sat cross-legged.

She had practiced the magic tricks of "Yi Wood Skills" for thousands of times, and was familiar with them in her heart. She immediately calmed down and locked her mind. She concentrated her mind and pinched the magic tricks with her hands, and began to recite the magic spells of "Yi Wood Skills".

Where the grass and trees are lush, the wood energy is naturally rich.

And "Yi Wood Art" allows her to extract the wood energy contained in plants and trees.

So not long after, under the peaks, a trace of green escaped from the relatively lush grass and trees.

This green is extremely subtle and cannot be detected by the naked eye. Only monks who know how to see the qi can sense it.

Green is accumulated in small amounts. Nie Xiaoqian soon felt a hint of coolness floating from all directions.

Her thoughts moved, and the green spirit swayed rapidly, like a river returning to the sea, gathering between her hands, condensed into a ball the size of a mung bean.

Just like what she saw in the small world with wooden jade slips, the green sea ball held by the unknown man.

Of course, the wood energy ball she condensed only contains a little wood energy, which is just a form of it, and cannot be compared with the green sea ball that is hidden in the sea.

As the wood energy increases, the green wood energy ball becomes larger and larger. It seems that as long as Nie Xiaoqian keeps using the "Yi Wood Art", the wood energy ball can expand without limit.

However, Nie Xiaoqian stopped when the wooden ball accumulated to the size of an egg.

Because she noticed that the plants closest to her were already very sluggish, if she continued, the plants would wither because the wood energy was completely extracted.

The way of heaven can reduce the excess and make up for the deficiency.

Nie Xiaoqian lacks wood energy. When she used the "Yi Wood Art", the essence of Yi Wood in the plants and trees was forced to flow, and water flowed to the lower place, flowing to her.

But what Nie Xiaoqian didn't know was that a monk who had once mastered the magic of "Yi Wood Art" used the "Yi Wood Art" unscrupulously, and exhausted the wood energy of an oasis overnight, turning it into a desert, with endless harm.

She has just been looking at the path of "Yi Wood Skills" and has not transformed the oasis into a powerful cultivation level like the desert.

Moreover, she is not a predatory monk. She has turned the mountains into nothing, and she has no need to do it, nor will she do it.

Her original intention of practicing "Yi Wood Art" was just because she was interested in this magic.

What's more, this magic is not just the function of plundering the essence of plants and trees.

Nie Xiaoqian protected the wooden ball the size of an egg and came down from the mountain and headed straight to Daoxiang Village.

If the wood energy extracted is not used in time, it will soon dissipate and return to nature.

The moon is in the sky, the night is already deep, and the Daoxiang Village is quiet, and occasionally there is a barking dog, but it suddenly becomes silent as she passes.

After a while, she passed through Daoxiang Village and floated to a rice field located by the river.

Although there is a river close at hand, because the river water is almost exhausted, even the silt at the bottom of the canal has dried up into fine sand.

All the rice fields that lack water dry and crack, like looking through Yun Ni’s big mouths.

Finally, a gust of wind came, and the wind was still filled with the heat.

Now this is a rice field in Ping'an's home. The leaves of the grass are undulating with the wind, and the immature rice waves are rolling and rustling.

The wooden balls in Nie Xiaoqian's hands slowly rose with her thoughts. When they arrived in the middle of the rice fields, they spread out in all directions, falling on the rice grains that were about to die.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

The wood energy fell silently and merged into the rice.

After accepting the woody energy and moist rice, you can see that there is a little more vitality in just a few breaths.

Seeing that the rice was suddenly saved, Nie Xiaoqian was not happy.

Although she is not the real Gu Niang, she is entrusted to Gu Niang's temple and has received the incense and the favor of faith and thoughts of the elders of the countryside, so she wants to do her best to help these villagers who are suffering from drought.

But she had limited ability and could save the crops of Ping'an's family, but she still had crops of thousands of households.

Even if her cultivation is high enough to completely extract the wood energy from the entire forest, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the crops that need to be watered.

Besides, if she did this, she would just be fishing and hunting in the dry pond.

Nie Xiaoqian knew very well that what farmers needed the most was water, not the little wood energy she drew from other plants. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!