I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

Emperor Wu of Liang glanced at Ma Ximing coldly, then looked up at the darkening sky.

"Now that the ceremony has begun, there is absolutely no reason to stop."

"continue....."

"I just don't believe that God won't rain for me!"

After praying for half an hour, there were finally signs of slight wind, and dark clouds seemed to be gathering in the sky. How could he ask people to stop praying for rain at this time?

He must see today's rain, even if it means sacrificing the lives of all nine Taoist priests.

He, the ruler of a country, has issued an edict of repentance, so it has to rain whether he wants or not!

"....." Ma Ximing looked at Emperor Wu of Liang in a daze.

He saw a flash of ruthlessness in Emperor Wu of Liang's eyes.

If we continue to pray for rain, the lives of the nine Taoist priests will be sacrificed in vain.

"Your Majesty, the Nine Stars Continuous Rain Formation has been broken, and then..."

"Boom~"

Before Ma Ximing could finish his words, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Emperor Wu of Liang was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he unconsciously held his head with his hands.

Ever since he was struck by lightning last time, he couldn't help but feel panicky whenever he heard the sound of thunder.

Emperor Wu of Liang suppressed the fear in his heart and looked up excitedly at the increasing number of dark clouds in the sky.

When he saw the lightning flashing through the dark clouds, he couldn't help but shout, "Great!"

The last time he was struck by lightning was because his ancestors' tombs were robbed and he was angry.

This time is different. This time the thunder and lightning are for the people to pray for rain, so it will not strike him.

Emperor Wu of Liang licked the corner of his mouth and silently encouraged himself.

The people of the entire city and all the civil and military officials were watching him. It was impossible for him, the king of a country, to suddenly run away.

It's okay, it's okay!

Emperor Wu of Liang took a deep breath, suppressed his pounding heart, and glanced at the guards standing nearby.

The guard immediately took two steps closer to Emperor Wu of Liang and held the ceremonial umbrella above his head.

Ma Ximing frowned as he looked at the eight Taoist priests who were swaying on the rain-praying altar and sighed softly.

This muffled thunder not only gave Emperor Wu of Liang great confidence, but also made the people around him excited and burst into tears.

Even if he talked his mouth off and even sacrificed his life, Emperor Wu of Liang would not stop the rain-praying ceremony.

But----

The Nine Star Continuous Rain Formation has been broken. Even if there are many signs of rain, the rain will not fall.

“Woo~~Woo~~”

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the flat ground, blowing the dust on the ground into everyone's faces.

Emperor Wu of Liang couldn't open his eyes because of the dust, but the smile on his mouth became more and more obvious.

There was thunder, the wind was blowing, and dark clouds were gathering in the sky. It was definitely going to rain.

Ma Ximing looked at the sky which was getting darker and darker, and his expression became even uglier.

suddenly!

"Bang~" sound.

Another Taoist priest fell headfirst on the rain-praying altar.

The people suddenly sighed and looked at the rain-praying altar nervously.

Emperor Wu of Liang also looked a little nervous, and his gloomy eyes stared at the Taoist priest who was still performing the ritual.

Ma Ximing frowned and looked at the tall altar for praying for rain, his heart full of worry.

He hoped that these Taoist priests would not foolishly fight to the death, and just lie down when they couldn't hold on any longer.

The altar for praying for rain is so high that no one below the altar can see clearly what they look like, and no one would dare to go up and check at this critical moment.

If you are exhausted, just lie down, at least you can save your life...

Ma Ximing looked at the Taoist priests who were still persisting and sighed helplessly.

He knew that these Taoist priests would never give up even if they died, and they also wanted to pray for this rain for the people...

.......

"Master, it's thundering!"

Madam Wan paused, turned her head with surprise and looked towards the capital.

"Look, there are dark clouds covering the city gate, and it seems to be windy. I hope we can pray for rain this time."

Wan Yuandong glanced at his wife's excited expression, frowned, and looked back in the direction of the capital.

"No matter if it rains or not, we need to hurry on!"

Wan Yuandong looked at the lightning flashing in the dark clouds and sighed.

"Rain is a good thing. The people in the capital will be saved..."

"Master, it's raining in the capital, so why are we running away?"

Madam Wan looked at Wan Yuandong in confusion. She glanced at the unconscious Zheng Shiqi and his wife on the cart and frowned instantly.

"These two are healthy, so just let them get down and walk on their own. Why do we have to hold them?"

"Look, my mother can't even lie comfortably on the cart, but they lie comfortably."

Old Madam Wan had been feeling unhappy since she saw her son, daughter-in-law and two maids working so hard to pull the cart.

And her poor little grandson didn't even have a cart to ride on.

When had her grandson ever suffered so much?

They followed the master and walked stealthily along the small paths for an hour, and her son was so tired that his clothes were soaked.

The more she looked at Zheng Shiqi and his wife, the more annoying they seemed to her.

The young couple Wan Zhenwen, who were panting from pulling the cart, and two maids who were just fished out of the water, stopped at the same time when they heard Madam Wan's words.