Chapter 4 The Aura of the God of the God of the God

Shi Xianyu let go and let it swim away, and he was completely confused.

What's going on?

"Is it... the fish raised by Grandpa Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Great-Gre

"This fish is not an ordinary goldfish, it is a prayer fish condensed by the power of the three thousand worlds, and can convey the sound of prayer."

A cold and gentle male voice suddenly rang out.

Shi Xianyu was shocked and turned around and found that a person appeared on the ground at some point.

A very young man!

He was only a little bit as big as his palm, wearing an ancient wide-sleeved robe, his clothes were better than snow, his long hair was tall, and his elegant and handsome face was filled with a grim and a hazy white light.

He is really a ritual and elegant person, and as magical as a god!

He slowly floated in front of Shi Xianyu's eyes, getting closer, and his face became more and more like jade and his eyes were like cold stars!

Shi Xianyu was shocked by his momentum and was stunned when he saw him saluting him in the air--

"The little god sees Yuanjun."

Shi Xianyu: "???"

What's going on?

She didn't say anything, and the other party didn't say anything, and kept the gesture of saluting.

Shi Xianyu pursed her lips and opened her mouth again, but she blurted out: "You are so young..."

She immediately realized that she was rude and quickly changed her words: "Ah no, no! I don't mean you are young..."

"The little god is really small now." The other party stood up and replied expressionlessly, "The little god is the attendant god of the Immortal Palace. The fairy palace lacks spiritual energy, so the little god's spiritual body is also weak. Now he can meet Yuan Jun in this form, and he has done his best."

Shi Xianyu: “…………”

The first time I met, I admitted that I was a little boy, although he was indeed...well, not big.

The other party didn't know what Shi Xianyu was thinking and continued to say with a stern look: "If Yuan Jun can come here, he must have heard the prayers from the three thousand worlds. Now the spiritual energy of the Immortal Palace is so small that the sound of prayers that can be heard is very limited. I hope Yuan Jun will fulfill his prayers as soon as possible, collect the power of the world, and restore the former glory of the Immortal Palace."

This passage is very informative, and Shi Xianyu was confused when he heard it, but when he repeatedly mentioned the word "Immortal Palace", he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Do you think this is the Immortal Palace?"

Just this dark and broken basement? That's it?

She believed it to be a cellar, dungeon, or cave, but if it was a fairy palace... the environment was too unconvincing!

The handsome and cold servant god raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Shi Xianyu: "The decline of the Immortal Palace was not caused overnight. The loss of spiritual energy in the past hundred years was particularly serious. Moreover, the previous Immortal Lord was not good at handling prayers, and he only consumed spiritual energy but did not collect the power of wishes. Over time, the Immortal Palace was only left..."

He turned around slowly and slowly landed on a white floor tiles with a distinct texture from around him. After saying the remaining half of the sentence: "...just this is the only place."

Shi Xianyu was dumbfounded, "You mean... there is only one brick left in the Immortal Palace?"

The tone of the servant god was cold: "The last immortal king was suffering from a terminal illness. In order to extend his life span, he squandered the spiritual energy of the Immortal Palace and forced his life spanning to 129 years old. Only the last brick and tiles of the Immortal Palace were left, and there was no spiritual energy for him to use."

Shi Xianyu felt that he seemed to be talking about her great-great-grandfather?

It's ridiculous...

"If it is a god, how could it get a terminal illness?" She felt puzzled.

When the attendant god heard this, he slightly raised his eyebrows and maintained a solemn and noble manner. "The Immortal Lord is just a honorary title, not a real god. The previous Immortal Lord is actually a semi-immortal body born from the combination of immortals and mortals. Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, it will be no different from the physical body. It is normal for human beings to be born, old, sick and die."

Shi Xianyu: "Then call me Yuanjun..."

The attendant god bowed his hand and said calmly: "The last immortal king was dead, and Yuanjun is a descendant of the immortal king. This immortal palace is naturally inherited by Yuanjun."

Shi Xianyu: "But I also have a terminal illness."

The God of Secretariat: “…………”

Shi Xianyu could clearly see that a hint of stiffness appeared on his handsome and cold face.

She felt a little disgusted and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm also sorry, but... I really can't help..."

The attendant god was silent and said after a moment: "Yuan Jun does not need to apologize to the little god. The little god is the attendant god of the immortal palace. No matter what Yuan Jun makes, the little god should obey it."

His words were very humble, but his tone was very cold and hard. Shi Xianyu couldn't help but wonder if he was holding a grudge against him and blamed her for not being able to be so handsome and making him so young?

She explained in embarrassment: "I...I, my grandfather, and my grandfather's grandfather, we are indeed powerless. After all, we are not real gods. Those prayers are too difficult for us to realize, and we really can't help."

The servant's expression remained unmoved, "It's okay. If Yuan Jun feels embarrassed, you can start with a simple prayer. As long as you achieve the prayer, you can absorb and transform the believer's vows into spiritual energy. At that time, Yuan Jun's life span will also be increased."

"But every one is very difficult!" Shi Xianyu couldn't help but say, "It's either to have a son or to investigate the real murderer. There are even people who want to ask for rain, which is outrageous!"

The servant god pondered for a moment and said, "What Yuanjun said is very much, but it is precisely because it cannot be done by ordinary people that they appeal to the gods. The prayer for rain should be to use water. If Yuanjun can give enough water, he will probably be able to achieve the prayer."

Shi Xianyu was stunned, "...Is tap water OK?"

The servant nodded slightly: "Maybe you can try it."

Shi Xianyu looked shocked. She just said casually, is it really feasible?... It's amazing, it's amazing! According to his statement, her cancer may be saved!

"Wait for me!"

She suddenly explained, ran out of the basement excitedly, and not long after, she came back with a full bucket of water, walked down the stone steps with difficulty, and came to the front of the servant god-

"That... I didn't find the water pipe, only the bucket." She put down the bucket, touched her blushing face, and asked, "Can you try it first?"

The servant god floated in the air, watched her quietly for a moment, and bowed and bowed: "Little god obeyed the order."

As soon as the voice of the servant god finished, the goldfish that was muttering "Dragon God Rain" swam slowly over and began to circle around the two of them-

Every time she turned, water-like ripples would ripple in the air, and as the waves of water spread, the surrounding scenes also changed. Gradually, she saw a dry river, a few yellow trees, and a large area of ​​cracked fields.

Shi Xianyu was ashamed. This place was so dry that she brought a bucket of water and was so embarrassed to tell the servant god to try it?

The goldfish continues to swim, the circles are getting bigger and bigger, and the scene is moving further away-

Shi Xianyu saw a well in his sight. There were about a dozen villagers wearing ancient clothes surrounded by them, including three or five years old children, and over sixty old men. They drank turbid yellow water from the well, carrying mud, and carefully sucked in small mouths, cherishing every drop.
Chapter completed!