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Chapter one hundred and sixty-two weather gods

Thinking of the entangled body formed by the constant battle between the dark and angry Vajra and the surging sea of ​​blood, surrendering to the manifested blood law and turning into a thousand-leaf bloody lotus platform. When the gods descend to the earth, which will inevitably happen in the near future, there may be those who can be the first to become gods.

possible.

Ci Zhou couldn't help but sigh, and thought to himself: "When can I surrender the sea of ​​blood, turn into a red damask and dance in the air, grab fate by the throat, and teach it to allow me to climb the ladder to heaven!"

Not long after, the monk who broke the precepts received the help of the spring water of life, ignored the tricks of the Blood Sea Ghost Realm, and regained his health. The news that he would personally conduct the Qi Yu Ceremony soon spread to every corner of Happy Forest.

Unexpectedly, the various forces lurking here were in a hurry and spread the news, which could not be said to be good or bad, through their own channels.

Cizhou left the Full Moon Well and the group headed to the core of Happy Forest. There was a golden pine as thick as ten people could hug it. In front of it was a three-story altar made of loess.

The bottom layer is the forest gods, Tiger Master, Zhangmu Empress, Huai Sima, Huai Situ, Huai Sikong, Liu Niangzi, Yizhangxian, Qingkongzi, Trojan Cow, etc. The second layer is the weather gods, including Feng Bo,

Rain Master, Feilian, Thunder God, Lightning Mother, Tuiyun Boy, Xingfeng Empress and so on.

The first floor was originally the Dragon God of the Four Seas, but the altar specifications were not enough, so it had to be replaced by four dragons. They are Chaofeng in the east. Looking up, you can peek at the wind and rain first, and Pulao in the south, with a dragon hanging under his neck.

The palm-sized bell swayed gently, without any tinkling sound. Instead, it emitted the melodious sound of a bell, like the roar of thunder.

The Suan Ni from the west opened its mouth to puff out smoke. More smoke came out, but less came in. Over time, a pillar of smoke reached the sky. Finally, the owl kissed from the north. A flash of light flashed on his forehead, and all the ordinary fires in the happy forest were extinguished. Even if the sun was in the sky, the sun in the forest was still bright.

Qi is also declining rapidly, and Yin Qi is rapidly growing.

Ci Zhou signaled with his eyes and refused the kindness of others to help him. He climbed up the steps step by step alone and came to stand at the highest point of the altar. He lowered his head and looked around. All those who came were well-dressed, fair and fat mortals.

Most of them had strange faces, and they were probably all senior executives of Happy Forest.

Without him having to give orders, the girls who were accepted and controlled by Happy Forest hurriedly emerged from the forest and stood in their respective positions. What was rare was that during this process, there was not a single unnecessary word, even if someone went the wrong way and bumped into someone.

Others, who fell on their backs, held back tears in their eyes and quickly stood up and went to their places.

Cizhou looked up at the clear sky. The warm spring sun was shining golden light. It didn't look like a sign of rain. This made a large part of the senior members of Happy Forest who also looked up at the sky.

People can't help but start to doubt.

If it hadn't been for the dragon ascending to the sky last night, and the light rain falling from the sky, nourishing the happy forest that had been exposed to the sun for several days, how could we have seen the lush green scene now? If we hadn't seen the bare branches sprouting tender green buds after winter went and spring came, what would the whole world have been like?

It was thanks to the continuous drizzle last night and the blessing of the Demi-Goddess.

To be honest, Cizhou doesn't know anything about Qi Yu. This is not the business scope that he is good at at all. It's just good luck that he happened to hit a jackpot and brought a light rain to Happy Forest.

"I have to calm down! If you think about it carefully, when Qi Yu from Master Dong of the Great Yin Yang Family passes by, he also gathers people to gather energy, interferes with the sky, and destroys the balance of Yin and Yang... I understand!"

Cizhou opened his eyebrows with difficulty, and after looking around, he suddenly found that on the three-story altar, whether it was the fresh forest gods or the ancient meteorological gods, there were auras stationed in the statues, and they looked very dignified and could get along with each other.

A harmonious attitude.

So, he silently prayed in his heart: "Your Highnesses Feng Bo and Fei Lian, for the sake of millions of people in the three kingdoms of Yelang, Baiyue, and Jiaozhi, please help me!"

Thinking of this, the statue of Fei Lian with the head of a sparrow, the body of a deer, the body of a snake, the tail of a leopard and the pattern of a leopard, shot up a dark yellow divine light, came to a height of three feet above the altar, and suddenly poured water on Ci Zhou's head.

In the blink of an eye, countless black and yellow leopard patterns like copper coins appeared on the blood-red monk's robes, just like the robes of the Golden Eyed High Priest, the strongest spokesman on earth for His Highness Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth!

Cizhou stretched out his fisted right hand, with the palm facing up, his thumb clasping the ring finger, tail finger, and index finger pinching the sword formula. He felt a stream of cold air coming over him, filling his chest, and he suddenly felt confident.

Da Zeng, ordered: "Get up...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of biting cold air rose out of thin air, causing the girls' skirts that were ready to dance to fly. They were in a happy mood, but no one dared to move at all. It can be seen that no one dared to disobey the order given by Happy Forest.

This unexpected cool breeze immediately made the senior executives present obediently shut their mouths. No one dared to talk too much. After all, many of them saw with their own eyes the statues of the weather gods on the three-story altar.

Ling seems to be very responsive and is very considerate of this demi-temple.

It’s really annoying to compare people with others, and you have to throw away all the goods. Even the most powerful Onmyoji, if he wants to get the response from the gods, he has to go on a vegetarian diet seven days in advance, calm his breath, and use the best sacrifices.

, after praying hard for at least three days and three nights, he could attract the eyes of the gods, and only after bargaining, he could get a clear response.

Unlike the demi-god in front of him, he probably said hello, and without doing any other necessary steps, at least two gods came over.

Cizhou didn't think too much. He pointed his sword in his right hand upwards. Suddenly, a light blue wind pillar appeared out of thin air. It continuously absorbed the energy of everyone present and expanded explosively.

In the blink of an eye, the wind pillar was as thick as a hug, shrouding Ci Zhou in it. The bright red monk's robes were fluttering. Because the whirlwind picked up too much loess, the color turned black and yellow, hiding his face.

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The wind is picking up! In the clear sky, I don’t know when it started, but large thick clouds appeared, like thousands of sacred horses, galloping from the far end of the sky.

The thick dark clouds were so heavy and low on the ground that if someone were standing on a high mountain at this time, they would probably be able to reach out and touch the feet of the clouds that were hanging down and sweeping across the ground.

The celestial phenomena change so quickly. Anyone who has seen this scene with their own eyes is in admiration for the demi-temple on the altar. However, clouds and rain are not enough. Thunder, big rain, and small things are all important in a long life.

In the eyes of senior executives who have experienced it, it is also a common occurrence.

Ci Zhou, who was standing in the wind pillar, looked around the altar. There were countless girls in three circles inside and three outside. As soon as his mind moved, six figures came to him. As soon as he stood still, he stepped on specific steps.

, driving them to dance.

When hundreds of girls were dripping with sweat and the heat spread out and continued to rise, Cizhou and the six whirlwind clones stood exactly at the star points of the Big Dipper and made a perfect circle toward the sky, competing in martial arts. A magical skill that goes even further than the classic secret skill. Lushan rises to dominate the dragon!

As soon as this move came out, a six-winged dragon with a black body roared into the sky. Each scale was as big as a chest-high shield, carrying all the auras of the statues of the weather gods on the second floor of the altar, crazily. Crash into the dark clouds.

"Boom... boom"

From the depths of the extremely high and deep sky, a golden, almost pure white, triangular thunderbolt broke through the air and hit the huge Yinglong's forehead without hesitation.

In an instant, countless green and black dragon scales exploded and exploded, and the roar of thunder resounded throughout the wilderness, as if a needle had punctured a balloon, and the dark clouds suddenly began to rain.

Cizhou raised his head, but could not see the edge of the clouds. He did not know how far away they were, whether they could cover the entire Baiyue Kingdom on the sea, and whether they could take care of the neighboring Jiaozhi and Yelang Kingdoms.

"It's the same for both good and bad! This belated spring rain was pushed to completion by the false hands of the gods. It not only benefited the three major vassal states at the junction of the two, but also seemed to complete some kind of conspiracy. .”

Cizhou saw raindrops as big as soybeans, pitter-patter on the altar platform, and fell on his ears, which were possessed by His Highness Fei Lian. They were like the roar of thunder from the distant sky, which was faint and inaudible at first. As time went by, the sound became immeasurably loud, and every sound shook the heaven and earth far and wide.

"It seems to be a sign of the return of the ancient gods? Excluding the forest gods who have done nothing, the weather gods are the most suspicious. Legend has it that their priesthood comes from the ancient water god Yinglong, and there are twelve weather gods in total. All the gods have their own duties. In other words, how powerful was His Highness Yinglong in his heyday? How powerful was he? No... it should be great!"

Now that the heavy rain that would benefit the three vassal states had come, Cizhou left the stage of the three-story altar very consciously, sat down under the nearest cypress tree, and looked at the drowned girls, squeezing every detail of their vitals. After that, he still didn't move.

Following the order from the great appraiser Huang Longke, the girls, who had been soaked by the first heavy rain in early spring, exited in an orderly manner. They each got into the nearby forest clearing and hurriedly changed, wiped and put on dry clothes. Wearing clothes, drinking brown sugar and hot soup cooked by Mother Ginger, holding an oil-paper umbrella, we slowly disappeared into the happy forest.

Among these people, there are girls from poor families, adventurers with inexperienced experience, shepherds raised in boudoirs waiting for others to pick them, and rouge horses tamed by senior grooms. Without exception, they are all pure yin. Daughter at home.

Cizhou didn't know where the top management of Happy Forest collected so many girls. Could it be that they knew this would happen and made complete preparations a few days in advance.

Thinking of the difficulties involved, Cizhou couldn't help but shook his head: "Impossible! It doesn't make sense? Even I jumped out of the long river of time, peeked at the scenery upstream, and saw the scene downstream, but I didn't find anything... Unless, this is a god from a god. Decree of the law!"

The Qi Yu Ceremony is officially over. All the weather gods on the three-story altar have gone away, and the forest gods have also withdrawn their auras. Only His Highness Sifang Longzi on the first floor has to feel sad before they can show their talents. He left the stage and rushed towards the host angrily.

How could Cizhou give them a chance? He directly exposed his bright red monk robe and used the Blood Sea Ghost Domain trick to intimidate them. This trick was indeed effective. Even the real gods were afraid of poisonous sand, which was not the dragon under the Dragon Temple.

Naturally, they were even more frightened. They uttered harsh words one after another, roared and erupted with bursts of dragon power, and then left without looking back.

Unexpectedly, Ci Zhou didn't even hide when faced with Long Zi's divine power. He even let go of the natural restrictions of the sea of ​​consciousness and allowed His Highnesses Long Zi to roar and rush into the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is changing every moment, and the tangled body of the surging sea of ​​blood and the dark and angry King Kong rushes away.

The Dark Angry King Kong knew that the opportunity had come, and without hesitation, he freed up his hand, took Longzi's roar into his control, turned the dragon's power into a sea, and threw it towards the surging sea of ​​blood.

Using the dragon's mighty ocean to suppress the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood, this can be regarded as an alternative to desperation, not an alternative. Cizhou emerged with a splitting headache in exchange for the depth of the sea of ​​consciousness, the power to cut off the chaos of cause and effect, and get rid of entanglements.

A chance to regain freedom.

This can be regarded as the only explanation that has benefited tens of millions of people in the three kingdoms of Yelang, Baiyue, and Jiaozhi, brought blessings to countless people, and gained massive merit to correct the trajectory of their destiny.

At the same time, the dark and angry King Kong in the sea of ​​​​consciousness temporarily got rid of the entanglement of the surging sea of ​​blood. The wish-fulfilling orb had a flash of inspiration, and raised his hand to turn into a fishing net with small holes, which can be said to be the end of the descendants. It turned into an overwhelming sky, covering the sea of ​​​​blood.

Wrap it up from head to toe.

"Start construction and refining!"

The Dark Angry King Kong, who has the same appearance as Ci Zhou, controls the Dragon Power Ocean to suppress the edge of the surging blood sea that escapes in order to escape. According to the Qianye Lotus Terrace that he has seen before, he tames this part of the blood law that embodies the amorphous liquid.

However, with the help of external objects, Cizhou, the sea of ​​blood, did not hesitate to do anything, and hooked up with the ghostly tricks on the bright red monk's robes to absorb the poisonous sand containing high concentrations of magic crystals one by one, and turned it into his own.

Source of supplements.

It has to be said that this response was so timely. Even if the blood sea fell into the defensive position and launched an all-out defense, it could still last for ten days and a half, or even six months and a year.

With such ample time, there are a lot of opportunities to operate. Looking at the imbalance of victory and defeat in front of them, who can think of the fate of the future host, whether he will take the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

The more and more active blood law, even if the half of the body is less than its peak, has become more and more spiritual after being contaminated by the emotional turbidity of the mortal world, almost like a spirit.

The Immortal Taoist priest and his friend Sword Cultivator came to the demi-temple in no particular order, and did not dare to get too close. After all, there was a considerable gap in identity and strength between the two parties.

The sharp-eyed Huang Feixiong saw a blood-red monk's robe with an evil aura, and a rare moon-white color on the collar. It seemed that the magic power from the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood was fading, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"What's your next step, Your Highness?"
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