Reborn Zombie Supreme

"The country of Chechi has been suffering from drought for many years. Please pray that God will have mercy on the people and send heavy rain!"

The king who climbed to the top of the ladder knelt down and hit his head on the steps, making nine loud bangs, which was painful and fragile.

When the king looked up again, blood was dripping down the bridge of his nose, all the way from the tip of his nose to the ground.

His heart was sincere, and the sergeant next to him couldn't bear it when he saw it.

Unfortunately, the sky was still clear, without a wisp of dark clouds.

"Masters, why is this..."

King Chechi turned around and asked the monk who was chanting sutras. His eyelids were drooped and he just focused on chanting sutras.

The sound of the wooden fish knocking was slow, but the king felt restless in his heart.

If there is no rain and there is a drought for many years, young people will leave their hometowns in order to survive, leaving only women, children and the elderly who cannot travel far. Over time, the country will perish!

At this moment, loud laughter suddenly came from the sky.

"Hahahahaha~"

Hearing the laughter, three Taoists wearing Taoist robes came from the clouds and floated three feet up the ladder.

"Immortal! May I ask who this immortal is? Is he here to bring rain to my country, Chechi?" the king asked hurriedly.

"Raining is the Dragon King's job, how can we overstep our authority?" I heard a tall and thin Taoist with sharp eyes in the middle say: "But when my three brothers saw the king praying for rain, their hearts could shake the heavens, and they were moved. That’s why I showed up to see him.”

"Shake the sky?" King Chechi sat dejectedly on the ladder to heaven: "If it can really shake the sky, why does it never rain? But it wants to see my people suffer?

If you want to punish me, you can blame me alone. "

His sleeves were unable to swing, and the king had failed to pray for rain many times, and he was already discouraged.

The ladder to heaven was built higher and higher, and the monks recruited more and more, but the sky was stingy and never dropped a drop of rain. The cracked cracks in the fields were like the mouths of evil spirits, swallowing up their seeds, crops, and the hope of the entire country.

"The king has lost his mind! The reason why there has been no rain in Chechi Country for many years is because of these bald donkeys!"

The Taoist, who was tall and tall and spoke like thunder, pointed at the monk who was knocking the wooden fish and snorted, "Humph!"

This hum, accompanied by the strong wind, woke up the monks who closed their eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

"It's all these monster monks. If they weren't responsible for the evil, how could God not rain?"

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely not the case!" The old monk panicked.

"Let me ask you, can you ask for rain?" the Taoist asked.

"Amitabha..., this poor monk doesn't know magic and doesn't know how to pray for rain."

"Since you don't know how to pray for rain, why do you still have to chant sutras here just to make up for it?"

"this……"

The old monk glanced at the king of Chechi. Could it be that he was asked to say that he didn't know how to pray for rain, and that the king forced him to pray for rain? If I say this, I am afraid I will offend you.

But if you lie, you will also be guilty of deceiving the emperor.

One may endanger all the monks, and the other, although lying, only blames himself. Perhaps the king will feel his actions and treat the other monks better.

The old monk said: "The poor monk believes that as long as you recite sutras devoutly, God will definitely feel it and send rain."

"Hmph, it really is a monster monk!... Your Majesty!" The Taoist pointed at the old monk and said, "If this poor Taoist can pray for rain, should this monster monk be punished?"

"this……"

King Chechi looked at the calm old monk and nodded hesitantly, "Of course! If the three great immortals can pray for rain, I will honor them as national teachers and open a temple."

"Hahaha, okay! Then let me wait for the rain!"

The three Taoists began to cast spells to pray for rain.

He Cheng, who remained in Yang Li's sleeve, was still lifting the seal on his body. He opened his eyes only after hearing the conversation outside.

His original plan was to stay with these three Taoists for a while. Someone would block the gun in front and attract attention, so that he could concentrate on removing the ban on him. After his strength was restored, he would go to Tianmen and leave.

After all, his strength is greatly damaged. If he forcibly opens the Heavenly Gate, he may immediately attract the attention of other gods, and it will be difficult to escape if he is surrounded.

But when he heard it now, he suddenly realized.

Che Chiguo, three Taoists.

Isn't this the three demons of tiger, deer and sheep who are fighting with Sun Wukong and Che Chi?

They were devoted to the Tao, but in the end they were decapitated, disemboweled, and burned to death by Monkey Sun. None of the Taoist masters came to save them.

After a while, there were many familiar little characters overhead.

The wind blows dark clouds, the thunder god thunders, and finally the dragon king rains. These three demons are really proud of themselves. Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, heavy rain fell in Chechi country, which has been in drought for many years.

The whole country was celebrating, Che Chi was overjoyed, but the faces of the monks were getting uglier than the last.

On that day, the three demons were granted the title of National Preceptor.

Late at night, they excitedly returned to the mansion given by the king of Chechi.

"When I saw those bald donkeys being beaten and begging for mercy, I felt happy!" Great Immortal Hu Li laughed heartily.

"That's right. From now on, Chechi's country will rely on our three brothers for good weather and good weather. As long as we three brothers are here, the bald donkeys will never be able to stand up one day."

Yang Li also nodded, agreeing with his brother.

When he opened the door, the room was dark.

"Third brother, where is your fire dragon? Why don't you take it out and light it up?" said the Great Immortal Huli.

"Yes!"

Immortal Yang Li pulled out his sleeve and pulled out the fire dragon. It was the time when he was in high spirits and he had to show off his treasure.

Unexpectedly, the fire dragon turned around, pulled away the hand of the Great Immortal Yang Li with its tail, fell to the ground, and transformed into a brave and handsome man.

He was naked, with black hair hanging down his waist, looking at the three demons indifferently.

Three demons and one spirit.

"Who are you?" Yang Li was shocked. How did his fire dragon turn into a man?

"Wait a minute... do you remember the person Xunhai Yaksha talked about?" Immortal Lu Li was the most astute and immediately thought of the rumors he heard today.

"Oh, what little character are you talking about causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace? He seems to be called... General Drought and Plague?"

"That's right"

Immortal Luli nodded, "He must be a demon chased by Erlang Shen and Nanhai Dragon Palace. He turned into a fire dragon and escaped with our hands!"

The Immortal Huli took a step forward disdainfully, raised his hand to grab the naked man in front of him, "Look at me raising my hand to capture him and send him to the South China Sea Dragon Palace!"

The outstretched right hand flickered and turned into a tiger claw. The tiger's claws bite the opponent ferociously, but the opponent remains unmoved.

The Great Immortal Huli exerted more force, but found that his tiger claws seemed to be scratching on the rocks, and the shock caused his fingers to hurt.

He raised his head in fear, only to see the other person raised his hand and pinched him with two fingers, turning it gently.

Snapped!

Huli Daxian's entire arm was torn off.

"You are too ostentatious"

He Cheng threw away the tiger claw and took a step forward.

"Run!" Immortal Huli immediately discovered the gap between the two sides. The General Drought Plague in front of him was not a small character at all, but a big demon who could easily kill him with one move!

"Can't run away." He Cheng opened his mouth leisurely, and the three monsters screamed and were sucked into his mouth.

How could they escape at such a close distance?

He Cheng rubbed his belly and heard movement at the door.

No matter how quick he was, he still attracted people, but now he had to keep a low profile.