Longevity starts from listening to music

Chapter 176

Mingxuan's voice echoed in the hall, and the ministers felt heavy when they heard the words. Everyone knew that a more difficult problem was coming.

If this severe drought is not handled properly, it will hurt the foundation of Daliang.

"A widow without reason?"

"Heh, it seems that people who are willing to use this severe drought to make a fuss, very good, very good, since you say that the widow has no way, then the widow has no way to show them!"

Mingxuan got angry and sent people to suppress the mob in Jiangzhou.

At the same time, they also secretly sent people to investigate the people who guide public opinion behind the scenes.

But he also knows that this is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. If the drought is not dealt with properly, similar situations will happen again.

Not only that, if the drought is allowed to continue, no matter how strong the background of Daliang is, it will hurt the foundation.

"This drought is unusual. Throughout the ages, there has never been such a drought that can cause such huge damage in just half a year."

"I'm afraid someone is playing tricks behind this!"

If it was before, Mingxuan would not have thought of this.

After all, celestial phenomena are formed naturally, how can manpower manipulate them?

But with the recovery of the dragon's veins, the magic of martial arts is constantly revealed, and Mingxuan also knows that there are some people in this world whose abilities are comparable to gods.

Manipulating the sky is not impossible.

For example, his father.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to look for Ming Buyan.

In Wutongyuan.

Ming did not say that the spiritual thoughts spread out and spread thousands of miles away. They were patrolling the girders. There was drought everywhere, the rivers dried up, the vegetation withered, and the land was like scorched earth. The people walked on the road, crumbling and in a trance.

Some fell to the ground with chapped lips, breathless.

Water is the source of life.

But now, a severe drought has taken away the source of life of all spirits.

"Such a drought has never been heard of in ancient and modern times. I'm afraid that someone is behind the scenes in this world, and it will affect the entire capital. It's no small matter!"

"Who is the strong man? How do you do it? Technique? Formation?"

Without saying a word, he secretly thought.

at this time.

Outside Wutongyuan, there is a beautiful figure coming slowly.

Ming Buyan noticed her coming, his eyes lit up.

"Liu Xuanyue, please see the Martial God."

After Liu Xuanyue came to Wutongyuan, she spoke directly.

Her voice is not loud, but she knows that she must know that she is coming.

"come in."

Sure enough, an unspoken voice came from afar.

She came to the back mountain of Wutongyuan, and as soon as she walked in, she felt a trace of cold air permeating the air. She saw that the lake not far away was frozen into ice, and there were ice sculptures of various shapes on it. Shining brightly under the sun.

This should be the handwriting of the Valkyrie.

In fact.

Some top fighters who practice cold attribute martial arts can freeze lakes, so Liu Xuanyue was not surprised by this scene.

It was the ice sculptures of different shapes that made her take a few more glances.

Tsk, beautiful ice sculptures are all the same.

But those ugly ones have their own merits.

"Do you want it? But these ice sculptures are mostly carved by my wives, so I can't give them to you." Ming Buyan said flatly.

Liu Xuanyue: ...

She felt that she had been stuffed with dog food for no reason.

"I won't take away people's love." Liu Xuanyue shook her head, and then started to talk about business: "War God, this drought in Daliang is not a natural phenomenon, but someone used magic to hinder it. I suspect it is someone from the Qiankun Sect." !"

"Xuanzong Qiankunzong? Continue."

"The Qiankun Sect is the sect that is best at spells in the Nine Dragons Continent. I, the Yin Yang Sect, also practice spells. I have communicated with them, and I learned that there is a lost spell in the Qiankun Sect, called Chidiqianli ! This technique can change the sky, make the river dry up, no vegetation grow, and thousands of miles of barren land! It is exactly the same as the current drought in Daliang." Liu Xuanyue said solemnly.

"Since it has been lost, why does it appear again?"

"The reason why this technique is lost is mainly because it needs a magician to perform it! Before the dragon veins had not recovered, there were no magicians in the Qiankun Sect, so this technique was useless, but it is different now. Although the divine realm is rare, it is not without it, and there are quite a few! I think Qiankunzong not only cast spells on Daliang, but with such a wide range of influence, it is at least the combination of five or more divine realm powers."

"Do you have a solution?"

"To perform this technique, you need to embed a spell in the place where the spell is performed. As long as you find out the spell they buried in the beam and destroy it, you can break the spell. But the problem is that this spell is extremely secretive and has the effect of isolating the mind. I can use the yin-yang disk to locate it, but the premise is that the power of the spell must be weakened first, otherwise I cannot bear the power of the digital god realm alone."

Ming Buyan thought for a while, and then said: "Okay, I will find a way to weaken the power of the spell, and then you can use the Yin-Yang disk to find the place where they buried the spell and destroy it. If this is done, I will remember the Yin-Yang Palace Great job."

"War God, although you are very powerful, this Chidiqianli is an extremely brilliant technique, which can be broken by extraordinary force. How do you weaken it?"

Liu Xuanyue asked curiously.

The strength of the Valkyrie is obvious to all countries.

But the Chidiqianli technique is extraordinary, if it is not done properly, let alone cracking it, it will be difficult to weaken it.

This is like asking a physics expert to do a biological experiment.

The boss is indeed the boss.

But helplessly beyond the scope of professional.

"Don't worry, if they want to play tricks with me, then I will play with them." Ming Buyan said with a faint smile.

At this moment, Mingxuan also came to Wutongyuan, and before he could speak, he said directly, "Xuan'er, I'm going to ask God to pray for rain."

"what??"

Ming Xuan froze for a moment.

Praying for rain?

Is this the way father gave to deal with the drought?
Can this be done?

Ming Xuan was a bit puzzled, but history proved that what Ming Buyan said was never false, and he was right to do what he said.

He nodded, "I'll get ready now."

Liu Xuanyue took a look to make it clear, and was also very curious, "Then I will wait to see the power of the Martial God."

The next day.

An altar was raised in the capital.

Mingxuan's preparation to pray for rain spread all over the capital.

Many people feel that the Arabian Nights have heard the words.

Praying for rain?

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened in history, but most of them have failed.

Moreover, those dynasties that have never fallen will only pin their hopes on the illusory God when they are powerless.

Could it be that Daliang is helpless against this drought?
Thinking of this, many people felt a little desperate.

The eyeliners of the various forces hiding in the capital are even more sneering.

"It seems that Emperor Liang has come to an end."

"No, not only is he at the end of the road, but Daliang and the Valkyrie are also at the end of the road, otherwise they would not have pinned their hopes on God."

"Ha, thousands of miles across the red land, it really is extraordinary!"

"The Qiankun sect is worthy of being the number one master of magic in the mainland!"

The eyeliners of all parties hiding in the capital are waiting to see Mingxuan's jokes and see how the entire Daliang will fall into despair.

Three poles in the sun.

It is the hottest time of the day.

There were not many people on the street, they hid in the shadow of the corner, trying to escape the sun, but the heat was pervasive.

Some wealthy families also have water reserves.

And some ordinary people can only resign themselves to their fate. If they are lucky, they can find plants with decent juice sources.

In today's royal capital, it can be said that a drop of water is as expensive as gold.

"Your Majesty is praying for rain."

I don't know who shouted.

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the common people. Although they knew that the matter of praying for rain was illusory, but when things got to this point, they couldn't help pinning their hopes on the heavens.

If praying for rain can succeed, that would be great.

Looking at the grandson with chapped lips and longing eyes in his arms, the old man looked towards the altar, "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

"Sincerity leads to spirit, perhaps, God will really rain."

"Let's go have a look together."

"This is the last hope."

More and more people gathered around the altar. Apart from the common people, there were also Xuanzong who wanted to see a good show and the eyeliners of the major dynasties.

on the altar.

Mingxuan also lined up with ministers of civil and military affairs.

The leader, Mingxuan, held incense, prayed to God, and said loudly: "I am the seventh generation king of Daliang, pray to God here!
There was a long drought and no rain in Daliang, the red sun was scorching, the temperature was soaring, the seedlings withered, peanuts were difficult to grow, and the ponds were dry and shallow.

I beg God to have the virtue of loving life, be sympathetic to all sentiments, travel clouds to spread rain, droughts to distribute nectar, rescue dryness, fields are tender and beautiful, grains are plentiful, and life is full of years..."

After reading the prayer, Mingxuan took a deep breath, and said again: "If God blames the great beam for instigating the flames of war, then any punishment, no matter whether it is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​swords or a thousand swords piercing the heart, I will bear it alone, so as not to hurt the common people!"

As soon as the last words came out, fluctuations appeared in the eyes of the people under the altar.

Everyone looked to the sky.

But the sky was cloudless, and it was still unstoppably hot.

no use?

Everyone's eyes gradually dimmed.

The eyeliners of the major forces showed a contemptuous smile on the corner of their mouths.

I don't even know how the drought came, just like praying for rain?
It's only useful.

Suddenly.

Above the sky, a roar resounded.

I saw that the originally cloudless sky suddenly burst into a gust of wind and gathered dark clouds. Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

Actually, actually really useful? !

How can it be? !
Could it be that this girder is really a country blessed by God? !
In Wutongyuan.

Sitting cross-legged without saying anything, spiritual thoughts surged out, stirring up the aura of heaven and earth, and a series of magical patterns surrounded him.

In the end, it turned into a beam of light and soared into the sky!

The beam of light entered the cloud layer, and the dark cloud became thicker. The aura between the sky and the earth turned into water vapor and accumulated continuously. After a thunderstorm, the rain poured down, nourishing the creatures on the land that had been drought for a long time.

Within the capital.

The raindrops fell on the faces of the common people. They trembled all over and couldn't help crying with joy. They couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on their faces, but the smiles on their faces were very real. They held hands and danced in the heavy rain.

An official knelt on the ground, licking the rainwater with his mouth open, and his face was also full of excitement.

(End of this chapter)