Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 390 Storms and Clouds Can't Gather, Rain Can't Live

"Real!"

Some Taoists came forward to rescue Dong Yangzi, felt his pulse, and found that his vitality was seriously injured and he needed to rest for a while.

"Your Majesty... the severe drought... is definitely not due to the dragon's qi, there are traitors... causing trouble!"

Dong Yangzi said hard while coughing up blood.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Maha, but the other party was very calm and indifferent.

"Amitabha, the severe drought in Chang'an is caused by His Majesty's failure of virtue and negligence of Buddhism. It has nothing to do with the old monk."

He raised his eyes and said calmly: "Even if the old monk dies, Chang'an will still suffer severe drought, and it will even last longer."

Everyone was silent.

Although he couldn't figure out how the other party did it, even Dong Yangzi in the later stage of Yinshen failed, and his vitality was seriously injured. It can be seen that the matter of praying for rain is obviously not going to work.

Unless... that one is willing to make a move.

It's just that from just now until now, that person has been sitting quietly, showing no sign of making a move.

At this moment, "Li Daoxuan" suddenly sighed softly, and said, "Forget it, since you insist on making a move, then it's up to you."

The next moment, the indifference in Li Daoxuan's eyes gradually receded, and he regained his spirit. The true spirit of the empress no longer controlled his body, and gave him all his magic power.

Just now he seemed to be sitting quietly, but in fact he had been negotiating with the empress in his heart.

The empress thinks that the backside of the severe drought in Chang'an is very strange, and it seems that some kind of rules have been touched in the dark, which gives her a bad feeling.

She didn't want Lee Do Hyun to take risks.

But under Li Daoxuan's insistence, she finally compromised. She just warned Li Daoxuan that once her life is in danger, she must not be brave, otherwise she will immediately take over the physical body.

Li Daoxuan glanced at Maha, and then said to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, the poor are willing to give it a try."

Li Shimin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tai Chong, what do you need to prepare?"

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly, and said: "Your Majesty, please send someone to pass on a message to let the people move out pots, pans, pans, etc., so that when the heavy rain falls, we can store more rainwater."

Li Shimin laughed loudly and said: "Tai Chong don't worry, after today, all the people in the capital will drink the rain!"

He had no doubts about Li Daoxuan's words, and immediately ordered Gao Quan to send Jinwu Guards to spread the word all over the city.

This is to put the credit of the court and his reputation of Li Shimin on Li Daoxuan. If Li Daoxuan fails to ask for rain, the people will be disappointed with the court and the emperor, and rumors will be rampant.

On the contrary, if Li Daoxuan succeeds in seeking rain, then all the rumors will be self-defeating, and the 500-year drought that Maha just talked about will become a joke and be ridiculed by all people.

If it were someone else, he would definitely hesitate again and again, but Li Shimin is resolute, and he pays attention to not being suspicious, and not being suspicious when employing people. Since he chooses to trust Li Daoxuan, he will no longer hesitate.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Daoxuan walked towards the high platform alone, wisps of cloud and mist emerged from under his feet, like lotus growing step by step, and fell on the high platform.

"Really Li, be careful, this drought is weird!"

Xuandu Guan taught Dong Yangzi, regardless of his injuries, and reminded him aloud.

Li Daoxuan nodded to him, and casually struck out a longevity talisman. As the golden light entered his body, Dong Yangzi suddenly felt much better, and his blood stopped rolling.

Li Daoxuan glanced at Maha, and found that the other party was really calm. Even when he saw himself on the stage, the old god was still there, and he didn't look worried at all.

The other party must know something about the drought in Chang'an, so he is so confident.

Li Daoxuan showed a sneer, he pinched the seal with his hand, and said: "The wind rises!"

call! ! !
The wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, blowing the city of God!
The surrounding flags fluttered and fluttered in an instant, and the strong wind mixed with a lot of moisture blew people's eyes open, and the sound of howling wind filled their ears.

"Father, what a strong wind!"

Princess Changle hid behind her father, she tried to open her eyes and looked at the man on the high platform.

I saw that the wooden hairpins on my husband's hair were all washed away, black hair fluttered all over his head, and his white clothes fluttered. He pinched the Dao seal with his hands and looked up at the sky, as if he would ride the wind and go away at any moment.

Li Shimin laughed loudly, and said loudly: "Good wind, good wind!"

With such a long wind, it must be a hearty heavy rain!

He looked at Maha, wanting to see the other party's panic, but found that Maha was still sitting there quietly, even though the strong wind blew his cassock unsteadily, he did not move at all, and he didn't even look at Li Daoxuan.

Like a wisdom pearl in your hand, like a bamboo in your chest.

The next moment, a voice continued to sound, and it went straight to Xiaohan.

"Cloud gathering!"

boom!
The sky darkened all of a sudden, and the scorching sun, which was still invincible just now, has now been submerged in the sea of ​​clouds.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it!
Li Daoxuan was as powerful as a broken bamboo, continued to use his supernatural powers, and shouted: "Lei Lai!"

Boom!

The sound of rolling thunder exploded, and bright thunder light suddenly appeared in the overcast clouds. Blue thunderbolts rolled in the clouds, overflowing with electric light from time to time, as if turning the sky into a spider's web.

Seeing that Li Daoxuan took the first three steps without any effort, Dong Xuanzi said in admiration: "I have been fooling around for decades, but today I see a fairy!"

The rest were also amazed.

"Today, the Longmen Immortal Association will be passed down through the ages, and we can also take advantage of Master Li's east wind to leave a name in history haha!"

"Pin Dao dares to say that maybe in our generation, our Daoist will produce another true king who is unparalleled in the world!"

Among the Taoist sects in the world, only those who have stepped into the realm of true immortals and achieved supreme good fortune can be called true monarchs. For example, Xu Xun, the celestial master, is called the true monarch of Shengong Miaoji, and Erlang God Yang Jian, who is called Known as Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch.

A true monarch can enshrine gods and become immortals, shine with the sun and moon, and be immortal in heaven and earth. This is the highest pursuit in the hearts of many monks.

At present, none of the old celestial masters in Longhu Mountain has the title of true king, unless he can survive the thunder disaster and cultivate into immortality.

On the altar, Li Daoxuan was ready to go all out to complete the last step - the rain.

But just after he changed his fingerprints, before he could say the word "rain", his heart suddenly trembled, and he felt a great sense of crisis. At the same time, the sea of ​​clouds rolled over the sky, and they faintly gathered into the shape of an eye!

That eye was indifferent and lofty, without a trace of warmth. The thunder that had just been born quickly poured into this eye, turning into a little blue pupil.

This scene was very frightening, as if the god of heaven lowered his eyes and looked down at all living beings, wanting to see who is so bold as to try to defy the destiny and force the rain.

Under this eye, Li Daoxuan's goosebumps rose, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.

At this moment, he finally knew why Dong Yangzi failed to vomit blood when he begged for rain, because when he begged for rain, there would be a kind of will from heaven and earth falling on him, which hindered the casting of spells and made the process of casting spells difficult. Difficult several times.

This kind of will is very hazy and difficult to detect. The caster will notice the abnormality, but they can't tell what is abnormal.

Until Li Daoxuan relied on the tyrannical magic power of the Yang God Realm and the supernatural power of "calling the wind and calling the rain" borrowed from the empress, he forcibly walked to the point where it was about to "rain".

At this time, the hidden will seemed to feel the challenge, and began to condense quickly, and finally turned into a terrifying sky eye overlooking the common people.

A hazy thought emerged in Li Daoxuan's mind.

"This place... severe drought..."

"The wind and cloud...can't gather together, and the rain...can't grow..."

　Thank you for the reward of [-] yuan for the person who has no one in the world and the fate of cultivation, and thank you for the reward of [-] yuan for this person who is too lazy.

The third is more dedicated!
　
(End of this chapter)