Conjuring wind and rain is an unparalleled magical power. Only by communicating with public opinion and being in harmony with heaven and earth can it easily attract wind, rain and thunder. Otherwise, it will easily lead to the backlash of heaven and earth.
With the support of the people of Qiantang, Zhang Yutang walked towards the Holy Master's Mansion. In the Holy Master's Mansion, there is a sacrificial platform built many years ago. In the era when the gods of Qiantang disturbed Qiantang with their tricks, Zhang Yutang once stood here to call for wind and rain.
At that time, in order to save his father, Zhang Yutang slew Yin Cha with a sword, which prompted Judge Cui, the Yin Cao, to come to check. At that time, it was Judge Cui who flew in with his sword and almost killed him directly.
"The past is too long to look back on."
Zhang Yutang's mind was racing, and he was secretly worried. Ever since Judge Cui left, Zhang Yutang had been worried that Judge Cui would come back to cause trouble for the Zhang family.
The underworld is mysterious and unpredictable. No one knows the depth of the underworld. They only know that the underworld contains the true souls of all living beings in the three realms and six realms. All spiritual beings need to go through the judgment of the underworld after death before they can be reincarnated.
"The underworld, life and death, and reincarnation are unpredictable."
Zhang Yutang changed his mind and pushed open the door of the Holy Master's Mansion. The Holy Master's Mansion had already heard about this incident. In addition to Mr. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang had already been waiting at the door, looking at the crowd coming in and looking at Zhang who stood out in front of the crowd.
Yutang, Mrs. Zhang was very excited. She walked forward quickly, grabbed Zhang Yutang's hand, and looked at it carefully.
"My child, you have lost weight again. When you come back this time, you must stay at home for a few more days and take good care of yourself. Only when you are in good health can you have the energy to do things."
Zhang Yutang is dressed in a moon-white gown, with an ape's back and a wasp's waist, and a face as handsome as jade. He looks like a suave and handsome young man. There is a hint of masculinity in his handsomeness, and there is warmth in his breath. At a glance, it makes people...
You will feel good about it.
"He's lost some weight there. I think he's been living a healthy life these days. Look, he's fatter than me. I don't know about my own child yet." Zhang Yuanwai muttered. Mrs. Zhang glared at her after hearing this.
Then he shrunk his neck and dared not speak any more.
Zhang Yutang looked at his parents in front of him, and a burst of joy arose in his heart. In addition to Zhang Yuan, Mrs. Zhang has been practicing **Zhen Sutra for several years. Although her Taoism is not profound, she is much higher than everyone else in cultivating her character. She is already older.
It's very big, but there isn't a single silver strand on its head.
With rosy faces and excellent complexion, they look like a young couple in their twenties.
"Dad, mother, why are you out?"
Mrs. Zhang said: "A few days ago, my servants said that you were going to the Security Hall. Who knew that you would be gone for such a long time without any news at all? It scared me and your father. After you came back, you didn't come to greet your parents. You
This child, at such an old age, can still act irritably and irritably, which makes people worry-free."
Zhang Yutang was a little ashamed: "Dad, mother, my child is young and ignorant, which makes you worried. That time it was because things were too urgent and I went out before I could say hello to my family. When I have time, I will definitely know how to do it."
, tell your father and mother carefully."
Xu Jiaorong also rushed over. She saluted Mr. Zhang and said, "My daughter-in-law has met my parents-in-law. Wish you my parents-in-law."
Outside Mr. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang smiled and said: "Get up quickly. Tell your mother-in-law about this and let Yu'er talk about it. I don't know when I will remember to talk about it."
Xu Jiaorong's face turned red with embarrassment: "My husband is in an important position and has a lot of things to do. I will explain to my mother-in-law what happened that time. My husband has already told me what happened that time."
Mrs. Zhang said: "Okay, let's talk aside and let the men do men's things."
Mrs. Zhang and Xu Jiaorong left. Zhang Yutang told Zhang Yuanwai about praying for rain. Zhang Yuanwai looked a little unhappy and said in a low voice: "Yu'er, it's not because of your cold heart that you set up this Bagua platform to pray for rain."
, he was seriously injured. If Jiaorong hadn’t sacrificed his life to save me, I would have lost you long ago.”
"You are my only child, Zhang Yutang, and you have no descendants. If anything happens to you, the Zhang family will be extinct. You let me die underground and meet your grandparents, ancestors and descendants."
Sects, what should I say?"
Although Zhang Yuanwai's voice was low, it was still heard by these students who had advanced in cultivation. The story that a few years ago, when the holy master built the Bagua platform to pray for rain, he was tricked by the gods and he was seriously injured, had already spread widely.
Qiantang.
Everyone was silent for a while, the severe drought spread, people were in dire straits, and the crops in many places had been cut off. What’s more serious was that even daily water use in some places could no longer keep up. Maybe it wouldn’t be too long before a large number of people would suffer from thirst.
Death, the tragic future can be expected, which is heart-wrenching.
However, if Zhang Yutang can call for rain, he may die and the Zhang family will be extinct. Who can intimidate such a thing? After all, Zhang Yutang's prayer for rain is immeasurable. Even if he doesn't ask for rain, others can't say anything.
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Zhang Yutang looked stern: "Dad, if you read the books of sages, you should naturally know that a gentleman does what he does and what he does not do. Now all the people are hungry and thirsty and are in urgent need of rain. If I die, I can bring happiness to all the people, so why should I be afraid of death?"
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Thinking of the thousands of miles of red land and criss-crossing ravines, thinking of the people's eyes full of hate and fear, and thinking of the tragic situation that could be expected, Zhang Yutang felt at this moment that he had to do something, otherwise he would be sorry for his conscience.
Zhang Yutang is not yet hard-hearted and cannot sit back and watch the lives and deaths of all people without caring.
Zhang Yuanwai stared straight at Zhang Yutang. Zhang Yutang looked at each other calmly, his eyes full of determination: "Dad, calling wind and rain is a great magical power. What happened that time was because the gods secretly
No matter how hard it is, Qiantang has become godless now. No one can stop the good weather. I can't be a billionaire and save the world. The only thing I can do is to start from the side and save one by one. Let me go.
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"Go for it!"
Zhang Yuanwai stepped away and a sad voice came: "I won't go to see you. You should take good care of yourself."
"I'll be fine."
Zhang Yutang's hands, which were caged in his sleeves, clenched hard again and again. He glanced at the direction Zhang Yuanwai was leaving, moved his steps, and walked firmly towards the Bagua stage.
"Holy Master!"
The students knelt down under the Bagua stage. The conversation between their father and son had already been heard by these people.
If only I die, all people can be happy, so why should I be afraid of death?
What a state this is!
This is the Holy Master!
Live for the common people!
On the Bagua stage, Zhang Yutang took clean water and washed his hands and face, tidied his clothes, sat cross-legged, concentrated his breath, calmed his mind, and adjusted his breath.
After his whole body relaxed and his breath moved like beads, Zhang Yutang stood up naturally. With a flash of divine light in his hand, the God-Slaying Sword appeared in his right hand. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the sky, and its sound was like thunder.