The Imperial Preceptor's magic power is really not weak, with the strength of fourteen stars, and he is proficient in many wonderful methods, so he can become the Imperial Preceptor of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
Resurrecting an ancient tree is a piece of cake for him. As long as he injects wood-based mana into the ancient tree, it can regain its vitality!
The national master was originally full of confidence and won the first place. He was ready to save the ancient tree first, leaving the other opponents with no chance of winning!
But he never expected that the other party could forcibly interrupt his spellcasting on the ancient tree! Moreover, his own counterattack was as strong as a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all!
Is the opponent's strength higher than mine? How is it possible? If so, why has the name of these people never been heard in the world of immortality?
Sword King, how ridiculous!
Among the various sects of cultivating immortals, the only one that uses swords is Kunlun Mountain!
And the swords of Kunlun Mountain are different from the swords of these people. The swords of Kunlun Mountain are heavy swords, usually one and a half meters long and about one palm wide!
What sect does the swordsman-like long sword they use come from? I’ve never heard of it!
And he shouldn't be from a famous family, otherwise he would come to the palace to ask for support!
It's just a joke that such a little-known little person can be stronger than me!
The way you cast the spell must be wrong!
The Imperial Master suppressed his blushes and his neck was thick. He had just withdrawn his hand and was about to cast the spell again, but Ai Ling beside him hurriedly spoke.
"Master Imperial Master, you don't want to occupy this place forever, do you? You have been busy for a long time, and this ancient tree is not alive anymore? Isn't it good for you? If not, then get out of the way. It's our turn, right?"
Hearing this beauty say that he was not good, the imperial master almost jumped up and took off his pants to show her!
"Nonsense, my master is just a little tired...let me take a rest..."
"Then you should go and rest first. It's time for us to come to the rescue! Master, please take action!"
With that said, Ai Ling thrust the white jade bottle into Liu Yi's hand.
"Um."
Liu Yi was not polite. At this time, he was racing against time to cook the raw rice before the imperial master could react.
He opened the white jade bottle and poured the liquid in the bottle onto the dead tree.
"You're kidding, if you pour some water you can save this dead tree, but I'll just eat the bottle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dead tree suddenly took root and sprouted, and then all the charred blackness on its body disappeared. In the blink of an eye, green leaves bloomed all over the branches, and the whole tree became full of life again.
The old man's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost flew out.
"Amazing, simply amazing!"
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was very excited when he saw it, and he clapped his hands repeatedly, and all the ministers also exclaimed in surprise.
It’s indeed magical! It’s indeed the methods of immortals!
"Come on, get ready to eat."
Ai Ling took back the white jade porcelain bottle and said to the stunned Imperial Master.
"This this……"
The Imperial Master stood there awkwardly, this thing was so hard, how could he swallow it?
"Don't you dare? I know you can't do it."
Ai Ling put away her treasure proudly, and Liu Yi secretly laughed in his heart.
This girl knew that the other person didn't dare to eat, so she said this. If the other person could really eat it, she wouldn't give up such a good treasure.
"It seems that we won this first question."
Liu Yi had his hands behind his back, and the hem of his clothes was dancing in the wind, giving him an elegant temperament.
"This real person is indeed a master of immortality!"
The emperor was very envious when he saw Liu Yi casually reviving a dead tree.
Who doesn’t envy the immortals, who are blessed with immortal magic and can live forever!
"Your Majesty, thank you. Let's start the second question."
Liu Yi smiled.
"Okay, okay, let's start the second round!"
Emperor Tang nodded, and then said, "However, Master Sword Emperor, this second question is not very beneficial to you."
"Oh? I wonder what your Majesty's second question is?"
"This second question is what our National Master is best at doing to control the wind and rain!"
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty said, "I thought to myself, if a few real people can surpass our master in making waves, then that would be a real skill."
"I see, I will do my best."
Liu Yi secretly laughed in his heart, calling the wind and rain? Isn't this our old profession...
What does the Dragon Prince do? Isn't that what he does? Fortunately, he can take out the rain flag directly from the soul space.
This time, he really played into his own hands.
"Your Majesty has seen poor Taoists walking in the clouds and making rain many times. It's not uncommon."
When the national master heard this, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Why don't we let these real people come first this time to see what their skills are like."
Just now I went to cast a spell first, but was sabotaged secretly, and I was caught off guard!
This time, he must fight tooth for tooth, eye for eye! No matter what spell the other party uses, he must secretly destroy it!
"Exactly."
Emperor Tang nodded, "The imperial master's command of wind and rain is truly miraculous. In this case, those few masters might as well take the lead. I will send someone to prepare the altar for them."
"Oh? Do you still need an altar when the national master prays for rain?"
Liu Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, to create clouds and rain, you need to open an altar to cast spells!"
The Imperial Master felt that Liu Yi was a bit of a layman, and laughed in his heart, "If you don't use these to worship the sky, why would God send the Dragon King to make rain?"
Qingqing is just opening an altar to summon the Dragon King to make rain. What did you think it was?
Liu Yi wanted to laugh even more, "Well, in that case, let's do it first. However, there is no need to prepare the altar or anything like that. I will let Your Majesty see what it means to turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain!"
"
As he spoke, Liu Yi's hand suddenly flashed with red light!
The rain flag appeared in his palm, but it shrank in an instant, turning into the size of a fingernail in the blink of an eye. It was absorbed into Liu Yi's palm, and no one could notice it.
"Nonsense!"
Naturally, the Imperial Master didn't notice, and instead sneered, "Turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain? Do you think you are the Dragon Prince?"
"Cut the nonsense!"
Ai Ling glared at the Imperial Master fiercely, then took out the white jade bottle, held it in her hand, shook it, and said, "Eat the bottle before you speak!"
"..."
The Imperial Master choked back the rest of his words and almost choked to death.
This woman is too fierce! She is also sharp-tongued. It would be a huge disadvantage to argue with her!
It's better not to speak.
"The Sword Emperor... really doesn't need an altar?"
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty also didn't believe it. Throughout the ages, wasn't it necessary to open an altar and cast spells to move clouds and rain?
"Yunlai!"
But Liu Yi stood there, without saying anything else, and suddenly turned his palm upwards.
Suddenly, black clouds began to gather in the sky, directly covering the sun. It was so dark that the entire palace became dark!
"Oh my God! Come as soon as you say it will!"
"This, this is too fast!"
"It's so dark... protect your majesty quickly!"
A group of civil and military officials were a little confused, but the Emperor of Tang Dynasty clapped his hands excitedly.
"Yuncai is really here! The Sword Emperor really does what he says!"
"It's not over yet. Your Majesty, please hold your umbrella."
After Liu Yi finished speaking, the two palace maids behind him immediately held up the canopy to block the emperor's head.
Under the curious gazes of everyone, Liu Yi turned his palm over and then pressed it down.
"The rain is coming!"
Following his pressure, there was a loud shout from outside, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky sank, and then it started to rain heavily!
The raindrops from the earth beat on the bodies of these civil and military officials, making them and the ground wet.
Many people couldn't help but scream, but even more people were dumbfounded.
This man... can really turn his hand to make clouds and rain... It's so, so awesome...
Is this still something humans can do? This must be a god!
"Your Majesty, how about it? Is this rain okay?"
Liu Yi stood in the rain. Like Ai Ling and the others, although the three of them did not hit anything, when the rainwater reached their heads, they seemed to have hit an invisible wall of air and separated automatically.
This miraculous situation shocked the Emperor of Tang even more.
"That's enough, that's enough! Master Sword Emperor, quickly take back your magical powers!"
It was raining so heavily that even the canopy could not stop it. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not want to become a drowned rat, so he hurriedly shouted.
"good."
Liu Yi nodded, turned his palms again, and muttered something.
"Rain harvest!"
With his move, the downpour immediately stopped!
"The clouds disperse!"
Finally, Liu Yi took back his palm, and all the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun shone in the imperial city again, and everyone couldn't help but marvel.
"Bravo……"
"This, this is something only an immortal can do!"
“Today was really an eye-opener!”
The civil and military officials talked a lot and looked at Liu Yi with eyes full of reverence.
The Imperial Master on the side was also wet. He had been so shocked by Liu Yi's magic just now that he forgot to protect himself from the rain.
He was wearing a high-end and classy purple robe, which was now soaked through. He was as miserable as a drowned rat.
"It seems that the second question was also won by the Sword Emperor!"
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty laughed and was very happy. It was really eye-opening to see such magical magic today!
"Then please ask your Majesty the third question."
Liu Yi cupped his hands.
"Okay, here's the third question..."
"His Majesty!"
At this moment, the Imperial Master, who had just used his vitality to dry his clothes, immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands and said.
"How about letting Pindao decide this third question?"
"Oh? What question did the Imperial Master come up with?"
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not expect that the National Preceptor would come forward on his own initiative and couldn't help but ask.
"Since it's a battle of spells, let's fight with some real magic!"
The Imperial Master's face was a little gloomy, and he said slowly, "Which of the three of you is willing to come out and fight with Pindao? Immortal magic is ruthless, and it doesn't matter life or death, but anyone dares?"
The Imperial Master claimed that he was a fourteen-star expert, but the so-called Sword Emperor among the few people opposite him could not feel any strength at all. They probably only relied on some magic weapon to help!
The two people around him, the woman is thirteen stars, the man is eleven stars, both are far inferior to him!
In this fight with a real sword and a real gun, I will never lose!