It was windy and rainy, but it couldn't touch Yanxu at all, because the rainwater flowed directly through his body, as if Yanxu was just a light and shadow walking in the world.
He gradually felt a sense of sword intent, which came from Shen Lian. It still seemed to be there or not. Could this kid really be hiding somewhere, spying on him secretly
But he couldn't sense his supreme inner curse, and felt strange.
In the wind and rain outside the Yamen, a goddess as beautiful as a lotus stood quietly. She seemed to be in a different world from the wind and rain, and the raindrops disappeared when they dropped on her body.
Yanxu first saw her, and then he saw the sword, a goddess like clear water and lotus. She waved the sword gently, and countless water lines came out from the trembling of the sword tip, like a strong bow and a crossbow, and thousands of arrows fired in unison.
The force broke through the air, the trembling sound continued, the sharp force pierced the wind and rain, and before it dispersed, countless condensed water lines had already arrived in front of Yanxu.
Yanxu just opened his mouth, showing his white teeth, and sucked gently, and all these sharp water arrows entered his mouth and never came out again.
Then he took one precise step, crossed the space barrier, and without blinking, he pointed at the goddess's eyebrows with one finger.
The long sword seemed to respond. Just as the tip of the sword touched Yanxu's finger, the energy suddenly burst out, like defeating Ge, and threw the goddess heavily into the sky.
Yanxu's figure moved, and he chased after her. He punched her in the lower abdomen, and a violent white light burst out, penetrating through the wind and rain. Many people saw this scene in the sky.
Ceres is as fragile as a baby in front of evil spirits.
Many people began to become discouraged, and some even began to curse. Since the evil spirits said that the God of Ceres would surrender and stop the rainstorm, then the God of Ceres should admit defeat. Most of them lost their confidence in the God of Ceres.
At this time, a drum beat came from next to the temple. The drum beat was high and full of momentum.
Many people turned back to look at the temple, only to see the temple's priest beating the big drum without saying a word.
The drumbeat is very long and the momentum is tragic.
Although he didn't say a word, everyone could see his intention to build up momentum for the Goddess of Ceres. Qi Sanguang's drumming was not pleasant to the ears, but it was deeply felt in everyone's hearts.
That kind of unyielding emotion in the face of despair is so strong that it infects everyone and is difficult to resolve.
But most people still watched the temple priest playing the big drum quietly. It was far away from the sky and blocked by wind and rain. Maybe the God of Rice couldn't hear him.
The reality in their eyes was that Ceres was constantly being hit by the demon in the air, but could not fall from the air, and was extremely embarrassed.
The Qingli God could only swing the long sword in her hand unconsciously, drawing a messy trajectory. After all, she was just an ordinary demon and became an ordinary god.
She cannot be the savior.
The last black rope tied her up and hung her on the city gate.
The fierce and loud sound of war drums has not disappeared, but the Ceres Goddess has been defeated.
"Submit to me and the rain will stop."
The god said nothing, letting himself be tied up with the black rope, and there was no sword in his hand.
Yanxu stood at the top of the city, as if he had become the master of the world. There was no devilish sound of laughter, he just stood peacefully at the top of the city, above the goddess. The faint trace of sword intention is still there, but it has not been activated.
Yanxu was waiting, waiting until the people's confidence disappeared, waiting until the foundation of the goddess collapsed.
And this heavy rain was the catalyst.
The heavy rain never stopped, and the beating of the war drums never stopped.
The Chongqing River continued to rise and invaded the river fields. The green rice and other crops were gradually submerged by the river. Many people came to the city gate and knelt down to beg the Goddess of Ceres to surrender to the evil spirit.
County Magistrate Chen stood far away and did not participate. He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous that these people had relied on the Ceres Goddess to have good weather all these years, but now they asked the Ceres Goddess to surrender to the evil spirit. He wants to benefit the people of the world, but if everyone in the world is like this, they really deserve to die.
The squires were also far away, because there were people rushing in front.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the goddess's long hair was disheveled, her divine light was dim, and her whole body, bound by black ropes, became a little unreal. The people still beg her, as piously as before.
But these pleas are now laced with malice, as if if she doesn't agree, she is committing a heinous crime and deserves to be wiped out in ashes.
She didn't understand why it suddenly became like this. Shouldn't she repay the young master's kindness? Could it be that they had forgotten what she had done for the people in the past.
At this time, Yanxu's voice sounded again, "Since your Goddess of Ceres refuses to save you, then you can save yourselves and demolish her temple, and I will stop the rain."
His voice had no special ups and downs, and it fell in the ears of the people, but every word was like a whisper in the ears, with an indescribable appeal that made people unable to question his words.
In just a short tea time, many people went to the Temple of the Grain with hoes, long sticks, and rakes for digging.
When Qi Sanguang saw that they were about to demolish the temple, he took drumsticks and blocked them outside the temple gate.
The dark crowd, wearing raincoats and bamboo hats, all looked at Qi Sanguang.
Qi Sanguang said in a hoarse voice: "Don't listen to the evil spirits. Without the temple, the empress will lose her divine power and will no longer be able to save you."
"But she can't save herself now."
"Why doesn't she give in?"
"Did that Demon King appear because of her?"
"I knew this was an evil god and could not save us at all."
"Qi Sanguang used to be an old gambler, and his family used to be Taoist priests. Maybe he created the Goddess of Ceres using magic."
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These people used the most vicious words to attack Qi Sanguang and were emboldened for what they were going to do.
The dark crowd surged forward. Even though Qi Sanguang had some magical powers, he only strengthened his body, and these magical powers were born from the wishes of believers.
Now that Ceres Goddess had lost her prestige, he also felt that his own divine power was fading.
But if he had been like that in the past, he would have gotten out of the way by now.
But he felt that the time spent as a temple blessing was the happiest time in his life. It was fulfilling and meaningful.
Therefore, he held the drumstick high and stood unyielding to serve as the temple's defense line.
He was ready to sacrifice, but what he didn't expect was that the attack would come from the people. Some of them were really miserable. It was the Ceres Goddess who saved them. At the same time, the temple paid for the river fields and gave them land. kind.
Yanxu's calm eyes took in all of this.
He had seen too much of the ugliness of people's hearts, and there was no wave in his heart, but he felt more and more the approaching sword intent.
Shen Lian, are you nearby
The goddess can still sense everything in the temple, and even sense the last means left to her by Shen Lian in the temple, a sword talisman, lying quietly in the corner of the temple.
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