"Rumble..."
The mountains shook, the earth turned over, and the fallen earth and rocks buried the cave tombs and buried everything in the past. The flying smoke and dust were the end of the past and the last breath of sunshine remaining in the world, just like the wind. , circled several times in the air, and gradually moved away...
After a long chase, he finally slain the thousand-year-old demon King Jin Bo. Not only did he obtain the inner elixir and reincarnation talent that he had cultivated for thousands of years, but it also brought him generous rewards. He should have been very happy, but , when he buried the Golden Cymbal Dharma King and his wife together, he felt inexplicably depressed.
Affection!
This is something Jiang Chen deliberately avoids, because, as a reincarnation, he seems to be able to travel to and from all heavens and worlds, but in fact, his freedom has never been controlled by himself. Therefore, he deliberately avoids this problem in every reincarnation world.
Once you are emotional and unable to control yourself, this is definitely a fatal problem for a reincarnation person. This is the reason why Jiang Chen dare not touch his feelings. Even Dong Xiaoyu, who is his accompanying assistant, has always maintained Enough distance to never touch that sensitive bottom line.
After leaving the underground cave, Jiang Chen found a place to concentrate on his cultivation. He was newly blessed by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King. Although his reincarnation talent was extraordinary, because the power in his body was too mixed, he had to practice again. Practice more and make it completely your own.
Martial arts true essence, immortal mana, divine powers... and many other bloodlines such as dragon, unicorn, zombie, etc. If Jiang Chen's immortal demon body were not special, ordinary people would not be able to coexist in the body at the same time. With so much energy, sometimes its existence is a matter of chance. Every time he thought about this, Jiang Chen would be extremely happy. Fortunately, when he was in the zombie world, he chose to accept the abilities of the zombie old man Ren because of a mistake, so that he had such an immortal body that was almost immortal.
It took more than a year of latent cultivation before Jiang Chen broke through. At this time, he had completely refined the thousand-year cultivation of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King and turned it all into his own true magic power, which was unlimited. It is close to the eighth level of thunder tribulation, but the last point in between is often the most difficult to break through. In all the worlds, there are countless practitioners who have stopped because of the slightest difference. .
After breaking through the barrier, Jiang Chen immediately embarked on the journey to subjugate demons again. The world is so big and there are countless demons and ghosts, so Jiang Chen naturally has new goals.
In the blink of an eye, several years have passed. As Jiang Chen went about subduing demons, punishing rape and eradicating evil, Shura Zhiqiu Yiye in black became more and more famous.
On this day, Jiang Chen received a message from Master Buchi, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, but the six-year agreement had expired. Fortunately, Jiang Chen didn't have anything urgent to deal with, so he immediately set off for Jinshan Temple. However, he never thought that on the way, he was suddenly hit by a breath from the ground. Even with his cultivation level behind him, his figure immediately felt shaken, and he hurriedly used his magic power to stabilize the escape light.
Standing in the air, Jiang Chen opened his eyes and looked down, only to find that there was a vaguely visible high platform that was three feet square. The high platform was surrounded by an empty ground, and there were countless people kneeling there. Most of them were in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin skin. On the table, there is an offering table filled with melons, fruits, meats and other offerings. A Taoist priest wearing a high crown and gorgeous star-and-moon robes is walking back and forth there, dancing a three-foot scarlet peach wood sword, and murmuring:
"... Fire generates earth, earth generates gold, and metal generates water. For seven weeks, the water must be strong. Then use water to overcome the fire. For five weeks, the fire will be suppressed and all the turbidity will be eliminated, leaving no trace of fire. The Five Elements Qi all turns into water, returns to the Yellow Courtyard, rises to the wind pool, and emerges from the two ears, it becomes wind; rises to the mountains, reveals the sacred hut, and becomes clouds; with the action of thunder, it rises to the top door, sucks and drinks out, then it becomes wind. Thunder; it rises up to the mud ball, enters the Hua Chi, and the divine water spurts out, which turns into rain... "
"This is... a rain-praying mantra?" Jiang Chen's ears were so good that he could clearly hear the mantra recited by the Taoist priest in an instant, even though he was far away. Then he let go of his soul, and soon he knew what was going on.
But it turns out that the place below is named Qingyuan County. I don’t know why. After thinking about it this year, not a drop of rain fell, the rivers dried up, the world was dry, and Qingyuan County had already reached the point where people were having trouble making a living. They had no choice but to invite people to visit the nearby Taoist temple. A highly respected Taoist priest offered sacrifices to pray for rain.
However, praying for rain is not an easy task. If you follow God's will, you will naturally have great merits. If you disobey God's will, you will be burdened with a lot of sins!
Jiang Chen made some calculations and knew that the reason why this place was so dry was because a red fire beast passed by this place years ago and accidentally released the real fire, causing the world to be dry. Naturally, he had no worries about this situation, and immediately felt He speculated: "Since the people are willing to soar to the sky, it seems that I deserve this merit!" At that moment, he suddenly waved his hand and pointed to his feet. In an instant, the clouds gathered and condensed into a flower with a radius of several feet. The clouds carried him slowly down.
At this moment, the Taoist priest on the high platform was sweating profusely, and the thin mana in his body had been exhausted. However, he was still persisting, hoping to bring some rain and dew to the neighbors. In this way, even if he could not completely solve this problem, A severe drought can at least alleviate some of the situation.
However, the blazing sun was high in the sky, and there was no movement for a long time. The Taoist priest was feeling arrogant and disappointed, but he never thought that at this moment, he suddenly saw a white cloud descending from the sky, and on it stood a Taoist priest in black clothes, wearing a red magic weapon. The sword, holding a white jade whisk, landed on the high platform in the blink of an eye.
The people in the audience also saw this scene and were stunned for a while. It took a while before someone came to their senses and exclaimed: "Gods, gods have descended to earth!"
"The one who came down from the sky is really a god!" The sharp-eyed people saw Jiang Chen's dress, and their faces suddenly showed unparalleled joy: "I have seen the portrait of this god, he is the legendary Shura in black. He is a good god who specializes in subduing demons, punishing rape and eradicating evil. He is a good god who helps the world and saves people. If we beg him, he will surely send us rain to relieve the drought!"
"Please ask the gods to send down the rain, please ask the gods..." The people shouted loudly. Although there was no one to guide them, they spontaneously formed a huge force of will from their hearts and emerged in the air.
"Fellows and elders, please get up quickly!" Upon seeing this, Jiang Chen hurriedly spoke out, arousing the people who were kneeling on the ground. When he spoke, he waved his hand, and suddenly a cold wind blew by, and the people in the audience Immediately, I felt refreshed all over. Although the sun's rays in the sky were still blazing, they seemed to no longer be as blazing as before.
On the high platform, the Taoist leader quickly bowed his hands and saluted: "The Immortal Master is an eminent scholar of our Taoist sect. He has great magical powers. Please be kind to the Immortal Master and help save the people here!"
At the front of the altar, a man in official uniform straightened up, cupped his hands and said, "Please be kind to the immortal master and help save the people here. We are grateful and will definitely build a statue for you. Worship day and night!" After saying that, he quickly bent over and knelt on the ground, and the people who had just stood up also came down again:
"Ask the Immortal Master for mercy! Seek the Immortal Master for mercy..." They shouted one after another, condensing their will power, causing the sky to overturn the wind and clouds, and the whole world to be pale.
Jiang Chen hurriedly said: "Fellows and elders, you don't have to be like this. We, Taoist cultivators, should be grateful to Heaven and help the people. This poor road passes here, and the power of our wishes disperses the clouds, which shows the fate of Heaven." It has been decided that I will never sit idly by and wait for my preparations." As he spoke, he came to the altar and took down all the tributes on the table with a wave of his hand.
Seeing this, the Taoist priest on the stage and all the people below the stage quickly listened to the shouts and watched Jiang Chen's movements quietly. Jiang Chen took out a cinnabar incense burner, melons and fruits, pens, ink, talismans, compasses, wooden swords and other items out of thin air, and placed them on the altar table according to their corresponding positions. They were all impressed by the magical power of the immortal master. They held their breath and concentrated, not daring to Act rashly.
Turning his hands again, Jiang Chen took out three large yellow incense sticks that were as thick as a thumb and two feet long, and inserted them into the cinnabar-filled incense burner on the table. He then took out four flags and inserted them into the four corners of the altar. Then, with a whisk, three large incense sticks were lit together, and wisps of smoke rose up. It was just a little bit, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into three long smoke dragons, circling and dancing, soaring into the sky!
"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the universe is turning, the yin and yang are in reverse, the altar is rising!"