The temptation of the wizard

Gu Feibai sneered and said, "Naturally it is the newly opened Taichang Temple Shaoqing Zhu Yuntai."

Sima Liangji and Zhong Sunming looked at each other abruptly, and then burst into laughter, the laughter filled with the joy of escaping from death.

I wish Yuntai come to Qi Yu!

I wish Yuntai come to Qi Yu!

Then, the agreement with Zhang Ziling can be annulled, and the Tianshi Taoist officials that were cleaned up before are a great victory!

But this time the fight won Zhang Ziling, and the leaders of them must have a great reputation. Sima Liangji is confident that this time, Yan Huazang's old slippery head can be beaten down!

How can I not please?

Several people triumphantly glanced at the gloomy Zhang Ziling, jumped off their horses, and hurried to the altar.

Zhang Guoshi endured his anger and called Song Yucheng forward and said, "We set up the altar on the spot and pray for rain. Even if I wish Yuntai, how could it be comparable to the eight hundred year end of my Tianshi Dao? Wang Shenjun, let's rain first, and it's not clear who will die in this round!"

Song Yucheng gave an urgent order. The Long Snake team immediately connected from the beginning to the end. The soldiers and servants unloaded their goods on the wagons, and the engineers piled piles. Then, pieces of wooden pillars, planks, tripods, etc. were mortised together for tea time So he set up an altar three feet and three feet high, and then arranged flags, sacrifices and other things.

In the distance, the things that Zhu Yuntai wanted arrived. He made Usha while commanding the arrangement. Emperor Xia Tong just announced his identity loudly, but he still stayed on the altar. I wish the Yuntai ready to be arranged. Severely drive him down.

This emperor wanted face. This was the altar where he was on a hunger strike for rain. In front of hundreds of civil and military officials and many refugees, if Zhu Yuntai asked him to go down loudly, he would gladly agree, but this maiden was shocked...

At this time, seeing the people in the distance also set up the altar, it seemed to be a little higher than here, and many refugees were quickly attracted to the past.

After all, Tianshi Dao has a very deep prestige, and the people always believe that they can beg for heavy rain, and they are naturally excited when they see the ostentation of Tianshi Dao.

Xia Tong frowned, and said to Zhu Shaoqing, who was lighting up the wonderful fragrance, "Aiqing, the national teacher has also asked for rain. Will there be a conflict between your two actions at the same time?" The implication is actually to ask if this Aiqing can beat the national teacher.

Yuntai also turned around and glanced at the Tianshidao camp, and said calmly: "Hanoi is severely drought-affected, and the area affected is also large. It would be better if a few more national teachers come to Qiyu."

The emperor’s expression suddenly became complicated, he was unhappy that he could not get the answer, and he was also ashamed. At this moment, he still wanted to check and balance the way of the heavenly master, and the witch in front of him, counted from the time "she" started. It only took a total of six and a half days to rush to Hanoi. I can imagine how eagerly I came, and I didn’t ask for money after I arrived. At this time, I didn’t even care that Tianshidao would steal the limelight from "her", and only single-mindedly explained. After this drought, so indifferent and compassionate, why not make Xia Tong ashamed?

The emperor lost a lot of thoughts for a while, and finally walked off the altar and smiled at Xia Xixi wearing a white gauze hat, "Xi Xi is my blessing!"

Xia Xixi: "Is the emperor referring to Zhu Shaoqing?"

Xia Tong said bluntly: "Yes!" Suddenly he pointed out: "You have been in love with the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother since you were young. I also watched you grow up. If you want to recommend talents in the future, write directly. Just write to the emperor's uncle, lest your emperor's grandmother hurt your mind."

Hearing such kind of homely words, Xia Xixi was very emotional, and said cleverly: "Thank you, Uncle Huang."

Xia Tong nodded with relief. At this time, seeing Sima Liangji and Zhongsunming coming together, Sima Liangji asked urgently after saluting, "The emperor, how sure is Zhu Shaoqing?"

The emperor was no longer angry, and snorted and walked away.

Sima Liangji was a little confused.

Not long after, Zhu Yuntai on the altar had finished writing the witchcraft on the twelve bronze mirrors. After checking everything was correct, the maids and eunuchs stepped down, and the Ouchi guards were asked to isolate the crowd to ten feet away under the altar .

On such occasions, gods and ghosts will never show their true colors, and keeping everyone away is a basic respect for each other.

Everything is in order, the Yuntai sits on the altar to adjust the breath, and the infected calf is guarding the law by the side.

The six-foot-tall incense on the incense table slowly burned into a plume of smoke, curling up into the sky.

Xiao Niu looked at the Tianshidao altar in the distance, and said with a smile: "Pig, how about I go and add some trouble over there?"

Yuntai said solemnly: "Don't mess around, is that the national teacher is easy to be replaced? Gods and ghosts may not be able to beat him, you will only kill you if you make trouble."

Although the gods and ghosts can do many things that Zhang Ziling can't do, when it comes to fighting, they are probably not Zhang Ziling's opponents, because the national teacher's skin is a bondage, but it is also extremely protective.

The calf heard that the national teacher was better than the gods and ghosts, so he weakly stuck his tongue out.

At this moment, the heavenly teacher's prayer ceremony seemed to have begun, and Song Yucheng shouted for luck and commanded the refugees to worship three times and nine times.

Zhang Guoshi played a magic weapon on the altar and said: "Pan Dao has written to the gods. Everyone prays sincerely and reciting the "Tai Ping Jing" with the poor Dao, waiting for the gods to come." So he sat cross-legged and muttered words.

The people chanted sutras one after another. Although their voices were weak and messy, this scene fell in the eyes of the emperor, Sima Liangji and others, and they were shocked.

There were less than 20,000 soldiers and civilians at the scene, but it sounds like there are two to three thousand refugees who can recite the "Tai Ping Jing". The power of the heavenly master has penetrated here?

I am afraid there are more than a million believers!

Sima Liangji was in a hurry and hurried to the front of the emperor and said: "The emperor, why isn't Zhu Shaoqing still Qi Yu?"

The emperor couldn't bear it. As soon as he grasped the armrest on the broken dragon chair, he threw it at Sima Liangji, yelling, "Get out!"

All the officials were amazed, and they all bowed their heads and held their breath.

Sima Liangji froze in place, his forehead was smashed by the copper block, his face turned blue and white, and he quietly retreated after a moment.

After another two quarters of an hour, the breeze blew, and everyone realized that the gods invited by the national teacher might be coming soon.

At this time, Zhu Yuntai, who had recovered some energy, stood up slowly, holding Qi Yu's hand bell in his right hand, and slowly raising it, shocked.

Jingle Bell……

The crisp and melodious bell rang and spread all over the country, faintly overshadowing the chanting of the "Tai Ping Jing".

Jingle, Jingle...

The slender figure on the stage spins, steps, rattles... the skirt is flicking and the posture is graceful.

The ringing is sweet, and the strange fragrance spreads quickly.

The skill is as high as Xia Tong, Yan Huazang, Zhong Sunming, Gu Feibai, etc., and even vaguely felt a strange force like a wave of water, and they couldn’t help but make their eyes shine—this is the real thing. !

On the slope in the distance, Shi Yuzhu, who came after hearing the news, looked gloomy, and said to the disciples around him: "This time I am afraid that we will suffer a loss in cooperation with the Tianshidao."

At this moment, the wind was suddenly strong, and a black cloud flew in the southern sky.

There was a burst of cheers on the river beach, and the refugees wept with joy.

Call, call

The cool breeze blew the flags and flags, raising a thin layer of river sand, charming eyes.

The dark clouds came quickly!

Zhang Guoshi suddenly stood up, Yun Gong said: "The gods come, everyone welcomes the gods!"

Song Yucheng immediately shouted: "Welcome the gods! Everyone bows down! Worship again--"

Xia Ping was shocked, and for a while, he didn't know who caused the dark cloud. After a while, seeing that the dark cloud had reached his head, the cloud Qi suddenly separated a huge head and rushed toward the river beach.

Is it a god?Or a ghost?

But the host is still dancing...