My Master Is a God

After the child carefully watered the weeds, he picked up the water hyacinth and drank it by himself.

"Ugh~"

After drinking so hard, he almost vomited and burped. Then he reluctantly handed the water hyacinth to Yang Yiyun and said, "Thank you, brother."

Thank you very politely and bow.

After he finished speaking, he asked in a low voice: "Are you a god from outside?"

"Why do you ask?" Yang Yiyun was curious, but did not pick up the water hyacinth. Instead, he smiled and said: "This water hyacinth is given to you. From now on, you can drink as much water as you want. You can drink it freely, and you can also water weeds. .”

While speaking, Yang Yiyun waved his hand and carved a water gathering array on the water hyacinth. In this way, the water attribute power between heaven and earth can be condensed into water and stored in the water hyacinth. Theoretically, as long as the water gathering array is not broken, the water energy in the water hyacinth will be absorbed. The water will not dry out.

These methods are actually small tricks for him now, but he knows what this gourd water means to this child.

Meeting this kid is also a chance encounter with him, so it doesn't hurt to help.

The child's action of protecting the weeds deeply touched his heart.

It can also be seen that there is a shortage of water here.

"Because grandpa said that the environment here is too bad. Ordinary people who are not gods can't get in. You are not from here. You are dressed luxuriously and there is no dust on your clothes. Ordinary people can't do it in such a dusty environment. There is no dust on your clothes, so I guess you are a god from outside."

Children speak clearly, have good reasons, observe carefully, are logical and thoughtful.

Yang Yiyun was a little surprised. This child looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. He didn't expect to think so clearly.

He smiled and nodded: "Just think of me as a god from outside~"

"Ah...are you really a god?"

After Yang Yiyun acknowledged it, it was the child's turn to be surprised, his eyes widening in disbelief and determination.

"That's right~" Yang smiled and nodded.

"I...you..." The child stammered for a moment.

Yang Yiyun could tell that he was very excited.

But he didn't expect that the next moment, the child ran away and disappeared from Yang Yiyun's sight in the blink of an eye.

But there were shouts in the wind.

"Grandpa...Grandpa has a god coming..."

Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly, but didn't care, because he had already guessed that the child went to call the adults.

Not in a hurry, the child yelled and left, indicating that there were other people here. In this case, just wait.

Yang Yiyun was not in a hurry to leave. From the child's action of protecting a weed, his heart fluctuated, and he felt that there was a story here, and he was interested in knowing about it.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, Yang Yiyun heard footsteps.

And there were many, there seemed to be hundreds of people.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the dust ahead.

As he got closer and closer, Yang Yiyun saw that the child who had left and returned was among them. In front was a white-haired old man who looked very old. He was trembling and supported by two middle-aged strong men. Come in a hurry.

Before Yang Yiyun was in front of Yang Yiyun, more than ten meters away, he saw the old man speaking: "Guo Waggang, the young man of Greenwood City, led the city citizens to pay homage to the God, God Wanjiang."

They were all mortals, Yang Yiyun could see at a glance. They didn't have any cultivation skills, but they were just very physically fit.

With a wave of his hand and a burst of magical power, he lifted them all up and said, "No need to be polite, I am traveling here, but I am disturbing you."

"You're welcome, God. It's our honor to have you come to our Greenwood City." Guo Waggang, the old man who claimed to be Greenwood City, spoke with a bit of excitement, as if he was looking forward to having a God come to him.

Then he said: "I would also like to thank God for giving me water for my grandson." After saying that, he said to the child beside him: "Guo Yi, please kowtow to God."

Yang Yiyun stopped and said, "This child and I are destined to be together since we met. It's not a big deal to give him a small gift, so there's no need to be polite."

"Shangshen Wanjiang." Guo Wangang thanked him: "The dust on the ground is too dusty. Do you still want to ask the gods to move into my green wooden inner city as a guest?"

"Then it'll be hard work~" Yang Yiyun was not polite and wanted to get in touch with these people.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Guo Wangang, the group came to a huge building, which looked like some kind of hall. Fortunately, it was still in good condition and looked like it could protect them from wind and rain.

After walking in, Yang Yiyun discovered that there was a door in the hall, leading directly to the underground.

Yang Yiyun was surprised, could these people live underground?

Guo Wangang seemed to know what Yang Yiyun was thinking, and said as he walked: "A long time ago, we lived in an above-ground city, but as the environment became worse and worse, strong winds, sand and stones could blow people away, and there was no water on the ground. We had no choice but to We can only build underground, so we all move underground to live.”

"Is there water underground?" Yang Yiyun asked.

Guo Wangang cried and laughed: "In the beginning, after the surface water sources dried up, we went underground, and there was an underground river underground. However, over the past hundred years, the underground underground river has slowly withered. Now the water we drink every day Just enough for daily survival.”

"Have you never thought about leaving here and going somewhere else?" Yang Yiyun asked.

Guo Wangang smiled bitterly and said: "God doesn't know something. Our Greenwood City is located in the middle and west. The eight thousand miles in all directions are covered with wind, sand, loess, drought, and tornadoes are rampant. The environment is a hundred times worse than that of Greenwood City. It is impossible to go out and stay in it." You can save your life here, but if you go out...it's just a mortal body, let alone eight thousand miles, even eight hundred miles can kill you."

When Yang Yiyun heard this, he realized that this is also true~

In such a harsh environment, one's mortal body really cannot travel eight thousand miles.

He thought about it and asked: "You...haven't there been any spiritual cultivators here?"

Just as he was speaking, Yang Yiyun's vision suddenly lit up, and a huge underground space appeared.

This seems to be a large natural cave. It looks very big at first glance. It should be at least 30,000 meters in diameter.

"God, we are here. The little old man's house is in front of us. Let's go home first. I want to ask God about something. How about we chat slowly." Guo Wangang said.

"Okay~" Yang Yiyun nodded.

Along the way, the ground was made of yellow shiny stone, and the buildings in the large space in the distance were all made of earthy yellow material with a halo, so even though they were underground, they were not dark, but very bright.

An underground city appears.

After entering the city, in many places, Yang Yiyun saw the presence of weeds that Guo Waggang's grandson Guo Yi had protected on the ground, and specially built gardens were planted in them. Other than that, there was nothing else. .

There is a river in the city, but it seems that the river has dried up.

Yang Yiyun couldn't figure out how these people lived?

Since we are mortals, eating is a problem. Even if the water in the underground river mentioned by Guo Wangang is only enough to survive, there is still some water, so what to eat?

This is a problem.

Yang Yiyun followed Guo Wangang to a main hall in the city. This is the home of Guo Wangang, who is also the lord of this city.

Entering the main hall, Guo Wangang asked Yang Yiyun to cook, and some women who looked like servants brought some food. There was a kind of food similar to sweet potatoes, which exuded a real aroma and smelled quite good.

There were also three large plates of meat. Yang Yiyun didn't know what kind of meat it was. Without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, he knew it was the meat of ordinary animals.

After these were served, eight more gray-haired old men came in from outside. They seemed to be similar in age to Guo Wangang, and they all came in tremblingly.

After these people came in, Guo Wangang and eight old men knelt down to Yang Yiyun and shouted: "Please God be merciful and save me, the citizens of Greenwood City~"

"Please God be merciful and save my name, Greenwood City..."

The eight old men behind him all knelt down and kowtowed.

Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly and said: "You idiots, what do you want me to save? Get up, everyone looks older than me. Don't kneel down. If you have anything to do, tell me slowly. If I can do it, I will do my best for you.”

“Thank you God, thank you God~”

Guo Wangang was overjoyed, and then he and the other old men got up.

When they heard Yang Yiyun's reply, they felt happy. As they thought, their problems were no longer problems in the eyes of the gods.

"Sit down and talk. Tell me slowly if you have anything to do. I'm actually quite curious about you guys." Yang Yiyun said with a smile.

After the nine old men took their seats, Guo Wangang, the leader, said to his grandson Guo Yi beside him: "Yier, go over and pour some water for the god."

"It's grandpa~"

Guo Yi was very sensible. When he came to Yang Yiyun, he took out the water hyacinth given by Yang Yiyun and poured a glass of water for Yang Yiyun.

Yang Yiyun touched Guo Yi's little head, looked at Guo Wangang and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Guo Wangang hesitated and stood up and said, "We want to ask God to save a sacred tree."