The soft gauze and mist curtain suddenly faded away, and the twenty-eight-year-old girl danced, revealing her dreamy true appearance. She was so charming that her every frown and smile made the viewer's thighs tingle and body tingle.

Under the icy silk clothes, which are three-thirds thinner than rice paper, her skin is as white as dawn and glowing faintly. Only the seven-treasure necklace woven with gold, silver, glass, agate, and pearls covers the shameful part.

Cizhou looked up at the night sky. The silver moon was as bright as before, but with a slight glow all over his body. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. He turned to look at the girl who was about to finish dancing to the song. His physical strength was slightly exhausted, so he put away his thoughts and didn't panic.

He hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and leaned sideways to support each other, giving her a moment to breathe.

The dancer was filled with surprise and uncertainty. The big eyes on the beaded veil reflected the figure of the monk in black. Every move was consistent with her own dancing posture. She couldn't help but feel grateful. In response to the rhythm of the music, she continued to dance to the last section.

Ci Zhou walked half a circle as if there was no one around, stretched out his hands to support the dancer's body, helping her to retract the flowing cloud sleeves, and supported her on the back, acting as a golden rooster independently, and shot out the flowing sleeves.

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Immortal Taoist priest Huang Feixiong was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. After a long time, he stretched out his hand to close his dislocated chin, glanced sideways at his friend An Qisheng, then glanced at the accompanying guide, and said: "Are you really

Are you sure? He is not a frequent visitor to Happy Forest? How come he is so familiar with the customs of this place and is even so proficient in this god-like prayer dance?"

The half-demon ninjutsu master Kirigakure Zaizou was also surprised, and replied in the common language of the Karatu continent: "The sage once said: If one can understand, then they can all! Not long ago, this master shattered the blood sea demon with his voice, and indeed there is

The supreme grace under the demi-temple, every move is in line with nature...perhaps it should be said to be divine!"

Before he finished speaking, a woman in goose-yellow palace clothes walked down the wind chime corridor built along the tree. The Erba dancers quickly stood up, bowed their heads respectfully, folded their hands up and down, and kowtowed gently on the back of their hands.

, said in a trembling voice: "Sister Gao!"

The woman didn't even look at the dancer, who was dripping with sweat after a prayer dance. She just hummed softly and said with a fake smile: "This dance needs more practice!"

Then, she stepped forward and met the monk in black. She also greeted Kirigakure Caizang, the leader of the guard outside Happy Forest and the leader of the ninja group, with a slight forehead greeting, and glanced at the Jingshan Huang Family Immortal Dao.

Li Jiazi's eyes fell on the sword cultivator An Qisheng who had set the path for himself. He looked up and down and found nothing surprising. He couldn't help but change his attitude towards the Seven Warriors of the Sword Castle.

Cizhou noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and said with a smile: "The dance of the rain praying god in Happy Forest is indeed impressive, but is it arranged for the recent start of spring and the long spell of sunshine and no rain?"

As the head of Happy Lin Ming, Sister Gao knows that there are too many smart people in this world, and there are countless capable people, so she is determined not to hide it. Instead, she might as well tell her frankly, and maybe she can take advantage of it.

Caught some big fish.

So, the woman in palace clothes stretched out her hand to invite you, and said with a soft smile: "Master monk, everyone, please come in! You can come too, Caizang!"

Cizhou walked in front without hesitation, followed closely by the immortal Taoist priest and the swordsman. The half-demon ninjutsu master pondered for a moment, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

The woman in palace clothes chuckled and said: "The Yelang Palace does have this intention. It should be noted that the spring rain is as precious as oil. It has been sunny for several days at this time, which will indeed hinder the spring plowing, and the new year will be affected. I am afraid that the production will be reduced."

Ci Zhou said in a deep voice: "The harvest is not enough to satisfy our hunger, famine has suddenly arisen, and civil strife continues. The power-minded people have taken the opportunity to provoke border conflicts, continuous wars, and the resumption of the storm. I am afraid that life will be ruined again... I feel sorry for the hardships faced by the people, and I cannot bear to see people dying of hunger all over the place.

This poor monk may be able to do his best in this matter."

Immortal Taoist Huang Feixiong was born in the Huang family of Jingshan, one of the birthplaces of Onmyoji. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to interfere with the celestial phenomena, and it was no less difficult than to ascend the gods to heaven, so he quickly spoke to dissuade him.

"Your Highness..."

The words shocked Boss Gao, and also made the senior management of Happy Forest hidden in the dark astonished. They couldn't help but hold their breath and listen to this man's eloquent remarks.

"During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Fifth Dynasty, Master Dong of the Yin-Yang family was the Prime Minister of Jiangdu. One year there was a long drought. He asked himself to receive the order from the king of Jiangdu, set up an altar, made an earth dragon, and gathered a group of witches and the girl Qi.

The reason for rain is based on the theory of yin and yang, 'asking for rain will harm yang and benefit yin'."

"At that time, telepathy between gods and humans was prevalent in the world. The gods of Sichuan, forest, and weather were all national gods who were worshiped by the country's leader. Naturally, they responded to requests. However, now that the dynasty has collapsed and various countries have emerged, the gods will only respond to the prayers of believers.

Not to mention whether there is a belief in the rain god in the Happy Forest, the sacred tree of Yelang Kingdom is the black bamboo, and those who believe in the ancestor god, archer, and arrow god Yi..."

Ci Zhou interrupted the immortal Taoist priest Huang Feixiong's words and said seriously: "It is precisely because Yi shot for nine days that the Yelang Kingdom has the ability to seal off the Yang Qi, so the king's order descended and Minghuo Linzong raised the Yin Qi."

"You don't need to say much. Qi Yu descends upon the gods, restores the harvest, and saves the common people. If it happens by chance, it will naturally be a great achievement, and it will be beneficial to the three countries of Baiyue, Yelang, and Jiaozhi."

Sister Gao added calmly: "Master, what should we do if this doesn't work? King Yelang's court, Jin Ling, and Happy Forest are still settled within the country, but they dare not bear the wrath of the king's thunder."

Ci Zhou counter-examined without thinking: "This cannot be done, naturally because the gods who protect the country have not done anything to seal off the Yang Qi in the ten directions. It should be noted that when the two Qi of Yin and Yang meet, thunder explodes and shakes the wilderness, then there is natural rain.

Descending throughout the earth.”

The senior executives of Happy Forest couldn't help but feel funny and angry when they heard that the black-clothed monk was taking out themselves, leaving all the connections between success and failure, but there was nothing they could do about it.

After all, the man in front of me is a demi-god. It would probably be easy for him to open up a temporary cave (pocket plane), kill the Blood Sea Demon on the spot, and destroy Happy Forest in a matter of seconds.

It is not that there are no human legends in the upper echelons. Even the giants who are above the legends can be counted with a palm. But once they let go, with the divine power of the demi-temple, no matter how many ordinary people there are, they will be reduced to ashes.

Once Happy Forest no longer occupies the vast majority of the market and loses the reputation of protecting anyone, Happy Forest will be completely finished. It will never become the famous three-nothing place at the junction of Baiyue, Yelang, and Jiaozhi.

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Only those with big fists have the right to speak. This is a common "truth" in most of the world. Under the premise that no one else can know it, he has regressed three realms. With one foot on the threshold of extraordinary, his strength is not that of a boxing master.

Ci Zhou, the black-robed monk, only has the knowledge stored in his mind to continue to support Bige under his demi-temple.

How dangerous this is, just like a dancer walking on the tip of a knife, there is a possibility of capsizing at any time, but our protagonist has the consciousness of a time traveler, with eyes on the top of his head and nostrils to see people, but he is very capable of bluffing

People, at least the top management of Happy Forest, are very fond of this.

Sister Gao pondered for a moment, then apologized, got up and left, walking into the depths of the dense forest. Cizhou watched the woman in palace clothes go away, stepped on the round mushroom pedal like Ganoderma lucidum, and disappeared into the corridor aisle and the cold light of insects.

I can't help but feel relaxed and trance-like.

Sword cultivator An Qisheng couldn't help but sat closer and said bluntly: "Master, are you completely sure? Qi Yu, seems simple, but it is a major event that interferes with the circulation of water and robs the power of the water god."

Cizhou withdrew his gaze and held the soft chair made of ivy. He felt that it was wet and sticky, and he naturally felt determined. Then he glanced at the Grand Master of Swordsmanship, who was the strongest among the Seven Samurai of the King. Who knew?

He looked over without showing any signs of weakness and smiled calmly.

"It would be a lie to say that I am 100% sure. Even if the arrows of the protector god of Yelang Kingdom shake in all directions, sealing off the yang and all the qi, a mere happy forest will gather thousands of girls, and the accumulated yin qi will

, how can you interfere with the celestial phenomena?"

At these words, even the immortal Taoist priest Huang Feixiong and the half-demon ninjutsu master Caizang looked sideways, thinking that the demi-god had lost his mind and gone crazy. Unexpectedly, Cizhou went on to say it unhurriedly.

"I looked up at the starry sky. The moon was dim and glowing. This was a sign of changes in the celestial phenomena. During the day, I drove a mountain road all day. Due to my superb strength, the wind was naturally refreshing, but the two of you were sweating profusely. Obviously not.

Common sense, I'm afraid it was affected by the rising earth energy. Finally, I was in the Happy Forest, reaching out to touch the old vines in the mountain stream. It felt damp to the touch, and the water vapor had exceeded the limit. "

Ci Zhou clasped his fingers and said with a smile: "The sky has changed, the earth's atmosphere has risen, and even the water vapor between the sky and the earth has become denser. This is a precursor to rain. If it weren't for the rain falling from the sky right now, how could I dare to boast?

Do you really think I’m an arrogant person?”

The immortal Taoist priest and the sword cultivator looked at each other and saw each other's true thoughts. Huang Feixiong smiled and said: "Your Highness! You know the smallest things, you can see thousands of miles away, and your vision has long been beyond the ordinary. We can only

Look at His Highness’s neck!”

"Leaving Yelang Kingdom and walking to the northwest, it is the unparalleled city where Fu Xinu of the Luochuan clan, the ancient water god, has always been ruled by the queen. There are many heroes and heroines, but the men are reduced to vassals, and the Yin Qi is strong.

Nothing compares to it.”

"I am afraid that this storm will cause flooding in Wushuang City. How about I try to capture an extra three points of water vapor to avoid Wushuang's troubles, so that Yelang is not in danger of water shortage, and the Yelang Kingdom has abundant paddy fields and barns.

Overflowing!”

The master of half-demon ninjutsu, Saizo, has lived in Happy Forest for many years, and he can be regarded as a half-yellow. Knowing that the demi-temple is trying to make it happen, it is really possible, so he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and expressed his gratitude.

Cizhou quickly stretched out his hand to help him up: "The matter has not been completed yet, how dare I accept this great gift? Let me give the girl who is twenty-nine first, give me some training, and then take advantage of the water vapor to gradually thicken, and perform a trial in Happy Forest

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Kirigakure Caizou stood up and said respectfully: "This matter is very simple. Please wait for a moment. I will be back soon."

After saying that, the half-demon, who was covered in spell bandages and whose face was shrouded in a blue scarf, took a few steps back before turning around and leaving. The sound of footsteps seemed unheard, but the speed was incredibly fast.

Cizhou spread his hands and said frankly: "There is no chance to teach Tianmo Wu, and Qi Yuwu has become a hot commodity. Time, luck, and fate! If I weren't a master of Yin and Yang, the heroic words I just confided would be

, now I’m about to slap myself in the face.”

Immortal Taoist Huang Feixiong heard the word Yin Yang, and couldn't help but glance at the monk in black curiously. He then thought about it and said with a smile: "As far as I know, there are many sources of Yin and Yang inherited by families in the mainland. I don't know that Your Highness

Where does the pulse come from?”

Sword cultivator An Qisheng was also curious. After all, this matter might involve the origin of the monk in black, and he couldn't help but sit up straighter.

Cizhou shook his head disapprovingly and asked: "In ancient times, the founder of Yin-Yang Technique did not know who he studied under. In the Middle Ages, which of the hundreds of schools of thought was taught by the most holy teacher?"

Immortal Taoist priest Huang Feixiong was suddenly speechless and could not answer at all. He sat down with a stern expression on his face. Cizhou glanced sideways at swordsman An Qisheng and said with a smile: "Of course, I have learned what I have learned over the years and the oral traditions of all our ancestors and sages.

Teaching, melt it into a furnace in your heart, and create it from scratch according to your own ideas."

"I have read the classics since I was a child. Not only did I understand a complete system of martial arts, including business, crafts, wilderness survival, mysticism, imperial studies and other miscellaneous subjects, but I also dabbled in it. The Yin-Yang theory that I have self-understood has gathered the wisdom of ancestors of all ages.

, the foundation only has two words, movement!”

"Change becomes movement, and changelessness becomes stillness. For example, the sun rises and the moon sets, yin and yang flow, day and night are stillness, and alternation becomes movement. They remain unchanged throughout the ages, but they are changing all the time. It should be noted that the mechanism of yin and yang is contained in everything.

Among all things, pure yang and pure yin are extremely rare, and mixed yin and yang are the norm."

Immortal Taoist Priest Huang Feixiong felt a thump in his heart when he heard this. He couldn't help but secretly praise him. Although the black-clothed monk in front of him had no family heritage, he not only entered the threshold of Onmyoji, but even got the third taste, so he was patient.

Continue to listen to the lecture.

Cizhou continued: "If you ask me, if the yin and yang are combined, a thunder shakes the sky, and then the sweet rain falls on the earth. Closing the yang qi of all directions and gathering the yin qi of one place is just a small trick."

"If the sun hadn't been shining brightly in early spring, and the permafrost had opened up, causing the earth's air to rise, replenishing water vapor for the water element cycle, how could the spring rains have fallen? It has been sunny these days, and the turnaround is not far away. However, there are so many mediocre people in the world, and they can't help but want to rely on it.

The magic takes shortcuts and damages the water circulation of heaven, earth, people, and water. It really offends the divine authority. Don't you know how to write the word "death"?

Immortal Taoist Huang Feixiong heard that the black-clothed monk understood everything he said. Except for his contempt for the meat-eaters of Yelang Kingdom, he couldn't find anything wrong. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This man is really cunning and cunning! He has nothing to do with it.

There are gaps available, but I don't know if it's because of his nature or because he has suffered a lot and is cautious.

The three of them were still chatting. After a while, the master of half-demon ninjutsu left and returned. He stood at the entrance and patted his hands lightly. A girl in soft clothes filed in with a veil on her face. Between her brows and expressions,

Still a little shy, with a face that wants to refuse but welcomes!

Ci Zhou ordered them to stand in a circle, and then he stood up calmly, beating time with his hands, and walked around each girl. He found that the qi in their bodies was like clear springs, and they were obviously virgins who had not been approached by men. The flower crowns were still there.

, I felt even more satisfied.

"Twenty-nine women, the Yin Qi is enough to shake the atmosphere of Happy Forest! Everyone, let's see what the poor monk does!"

Eighteen girls with flower crowns were unknowingly attracted by the monk in black. They stood in three circles of ninety-six and three people in three circles of different sizes. Cizhou felt cold in his heart. He activated the formation with the flying dragon ascending to the sky, destroying the shadows in the forest.
Chapter completed!