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    It had been spreading for three days that there was an immortal in Baiwu Mountain who could control the water. Wen Huan and the people around him discussed taking a trip to Baiwu Mountain. It was not too far from Baiwu Mountain. He had to hurry up and drive day and night to get there in less than five days.  .

    Seeing that there is no other way, we don¡¯t know when the flood will come next. There is only half of the flood season left, and many people will die if we have to go.  Some people started to flee, feeling that this place was hopeless.

    Wen Huan only took two people with him, and the rest of his confidants stayed in the disaster place to take charge of the overall situation.

    It took almost five days for the group of people to arrive at the foot of Baiwu Mountain. The three of them were all martial arts practitioners, but they all showed signs of fatigue.  Without stopping, they dismounted and went up the mountain.

    According to what Bai Shuhe said, Wen Huan first went to the temple to ask for water, took the opportunity to ask about the immortals in Baiwu Mountain, and explained his purpose of coming.  The abbot of this temple was just as Bai Shuhe expected. His words were ambiguous, neither denying nor affirming. The main idea was that if you are destined, you can meet the immortal, and if you are sincere, you will be spiritual.

    Wen Huan was like a bright mirror in his heart. He didn't expose it. The sect leader asked him to do this just to use this temple to mythologize the immortals of Baiwu Mountain.  How can the abbot of the temple dare to say that he saw that there were many people here, so he borrowed the name of the immortal and came here to spend some sesame oil money? The best thing to say is that even he personally does not know whether there is an immortal in this mountain.

    He has received countless guests like this, with all identities, and they are all here for the immortals.  How does he know where to go to see the immortal? He has never seen it.

    Wen Huan was thinking about how the abbot would react when he invited the immortal down.  After drinking the water, Wen Huan pretended to have been instructed by an expert and left quickly with his two followers.

    The abbot looked at the three people's backs as they hurried up the mountain, and couldn't help but say Amitabha. He actually hoped that there really was an immortal on Baiwu Mountain.  Floods that lasted for more than a month left many people homeless, and some even had their bodies washed away, leaving no trace of their bodies.

    Two days later, Wen Huan came down the mountain.

    Following him down the mountain were masked women wearing fluttering white clothes. Their feet did not touch the ground when they walked, and the dust on the ground did not even touch the hem of their clothes.  If Wen Huan and the other three were running on the ground, they would just tap their toes lightly on the ground and float down lightly.

    When passing by the temple, Wen Huan also asked the masked fairies to wait for a moment while he went into the temple to thank the abbot.

    "Thanks to the abbot for his guidance, Huan Neng invited the immortal." He did a complete show. Fortunately, he had the guidance of the master, so he had to come over to express his gratitude.

    Wen Huan also donated sesame oil money to the temple, with a pious face, indicating that the immortal wanted to help control the flood, so he would not leave any more money. He would come back to thank him after the flood was controlled.

    The abbot held the heavy gold in his hand and hurriedly chased out with his monk's robe. He saw Wen Huan and those masked women with ethereal looks bowing their hands and inviting them down the mountain very politely.

    There were twenty or so fairies in white clothes. They were all light-footed and their feet did not touch the ground. They disappeared from the abbot's sight in the blink of an eye.  I don't know how long it took, but only the slowly rising fog was left in that place. The abbot suddenly woke up and rushed into the temple.

    This Baiwu Mountain is truly an immortal.

    "Then if he spends money on sesame oil here, will the immortals hate him?"  But he has been here for a few years, and the immortals don't seem to have done anything to them. This shows that the immortals are very generous.  But now that he knows this, he can't pretend not to know, he has to go and pay his respects.

    Wen Huan didn¡¯t care what the abbot¡¯s reaction was. It took him five days to get here. When he returned, someone from the Xiaoyao Sect took him with him, and it only took half a day.

    Wen Huan invited the real immortal back to control the flood, and the news spread like wildfire.

    When the news spread, the members of the Xiaoyao Sect followed Bai Shuhe's instructions and set up formations in places where floods might occur. When a flood comes, the water will be blocked by the formations and drained into the rivers and seas, and will not flow back into the rivers and seas.  It affects people's houses and crops, and there is no fear that some people will be washed away by the flood.

    Many people didn¡¯t believe it, but seeing that those people could actually fly, who could fly, it must be only immortals. Wen Huan¡¯s reputation in the flood-stricken land reached its peak.  He told his experience of going there, saying that he had received guidance from the abbot of the mountainside temple. He was sincere and spiritual. He invited the immortal with all his heart. The immortal was moved and sympathized with the people here, so he came out of the mountain.

    People here are grateful to the immortal, and even more grateful to Wen Huan for his willingness to save them.

    Bai Shuhe also mixed in. They were all covered with veils, and she would have to arrange the formation when the time came.

    Not long after, a flash flood broke out.  The people hiding in the formation were trembling in their hearts when they saw the terrifying sight of the mountain torrent rushing down and everything in its path being washed away.

    ? ?sp; When Wen Huan left, his two younger brothers were very reluctant to part with him and angrily defended him.

    Wen Huan said: "My father is right to dislike me. I have sinful blood flowing in my body. My father is afraid that the sinful blood in me will awaken and harm the entire country."

    The two of them pursed their lips, and wanted to say one thing in particular: The Wen family was not at fault at all, it was just their father who excluded dissidents.  Ninth Brother had told him that his father had found excuses to kill many ministers over the years in order to eliminate dissidents.

    The Wen family is just one of them.

    But they dare not say this. If they say this to Bage, Bage will definitely be hit and hate his father. He may even go astray and avenge the Wen family.  By then, my father would hate myna even more.  None of them have much power yet and cannot protect the myna.

    Wen Huan turned around with a lonely look, leaving a thin silhouette of his back to several people.

    In recent months, he has indeed lost a lot of weight, and his originally strong body looks much thinner.

    "Brother Ten, Brother Eight is so pitiful. Sometimes I really want to tell him the truth."

    "Eleven, please bear with me any longer. We have neither power nor influence, so we can't protect Eighth Brother at all. If he knows the truth, Father will not be able to tolerate him. It's not like you haven't seen Father's methods over the years.  He is capable of executing the prince secretly."

    "Don't think too much, let's do what Bago ordered as soon as possible. Let's instigate people to build the Immortal Temple as soon as possible so that Bago will always be remembered and believed in."

    Wen Huan returned to Beijing in a carriage. When he received the news about what his two brothers had done, he couldn't help but sigh. It was really not in vain that he had taken care of these children for many years.  The sons that He Lianxiao and Su Xixi gave birth to themselves were thrown to him without asking, and the little follower who was brought up could not be blamed on him.

    "Sect Master, I think Huan'er has changed a lot over the years." Wen Shulan and Bai Shuhe had been following Wen Huan's carriage, but they followed quietly. They were afraid that someone would be harmful to Wen Huan, and they had to go back to the palace anyway, so they simply followed.

    "How to say?"

    Bai Shuhe knew that Wen Huan had changed a lot, especially that he had a good way of training young followers, but he didn¡¯t know who he learned it from.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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