Chapter 440: The Great God Receives His Abilities!
Heavy rain poured down like a waterfall and enveloped the entire village.
The people staying in the square scattered around to take cover because of the heavy raindrops. The huge raindrops fell fast and fast, like rubber bullets. One or two hits can be tolerated, but
The villagers couldn't stand the beatings all over their heads and faces, and they immediately scattered like birds and beasts calling for their fathers and mothers.
Ma Long and the high priest stayed under the statue to take shelter from the rain, but were not affected at all. But at this time, the high priest's heart felt like a huge wave, and he could not calm down for a long time.
The rain that Ma Long invited not only fell hard and fast, but also came quickly. Usually, the high priest used witchcraft to pray for rain, and even if it came successfully, it would still take more than ten minutes.
The rain in the sky is as sparse as a symptom of dirty urine. It goes from little to heavy, and it takes several days to accumulate.
Looking at the heavy downpour outside and the rain gradually gathering at his feet, the high priest was really shocked. In most of his life, he had never seen such powerful rain, and it was rainwater that was invited.
"Great Immortal..." The high priest called Ma Long very respectfully, bowing slightly. Just because of Ma Long's ability to invite rain with one hand, he was worthy of being called "Great Immortal".
"Don't call me that." Ma Long was a little embarrassed to be called that by an old woman.
"Great God..." The high priest quickly changed his title. In short, he had to add the word "big" in front of Ma Long's title.
"..." Ma Long was speechless. Is there any difference between the title of Great God and the Great Immortal just now? But Ma Long was too lazy to correct the title of High Priest.
The high priest spoke to Ma Long cautiously: "I didn't expect that the great god is so capable. We were really offended just now."
"It's nothing." Ma Long said proudly, "It's just a small skill, it's nothing." Ma Long is not boasting. Among the seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques, the Rain Prayer Technique is considered a relatively low-practicality ability.
Basically, after awakening, Ma Long has not used it much. The main reason is that this ability is not harmful. However, it is not bad for assisted living.
What a trivial skill?! The high priest was once again shocked and speechless. What he thought was a great ability turned out to be a trivial skill for others? The high priest thought to himself, whether this great god's great skill could be used
Poke a hole in the sky?
"Great God, may I ask," the high priest asked humbly, "I wonder which true god the Great God serves? Can you also introduce us to the great God's faith? Let us learn this little trick?"
Malone was speechless again and said in disbelief: "Aren't you the people of the true God? How can you change your faith so casually?" As he spoke, Ma Long pointed to the stone statue of the true God above his head that was still helping them avoid the rain, "
Be careful if your true god hears this and punishes you!"
The high priest smiled shrewdly: "Of course faith can be divided into big faith and small faith. Compared with your faith, the great god, the true god here is a small god at best. On behalf of our whole village, I decided to abandon the darkness and surrender to the light, and switch to the great god's faith.
Here at Great Faith, we no longer believe in this true God who sometimes works but doesn’t work!”
This is really a turn of events faster than turning the page in a book! Ma Long thought to himself, just now he clamored for Shen Bingbing to stay here as the saint of their true god, and not long after this pious high priest changed his faith on behalf of the whole village. This
Such unscrupulous and calm words came from the mouth of an eighty or ninety-year-old man, which seemed even more inconsistent and ridiculous.
"High Priest, don't be joking. There are different things. We don't call them beliefs here, but sects." Ma Long said simply.
"Then I will join your sect's head office."
Ma Long shook his head regretfully: "Our sects here all have sectarian views, and people from one country may not be able to enter, let alone those from foreign countries. As far as I know, no sect will accept disciples from foreign countries, so you can
Just give up on this idea."
It's not that Ma Long is decisive, but what he said is the truth. In the eyes of the major sects in China, the idea that people who are not our race must have different hearts is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so no one will spread the magic of China. That's why the East and West have just
There will be differences between different cultivators and people with supernatural powers. This is also a cultural conflict and is irreconcilable.
The high priest heard what Ma Long said and sighed in disappointment. "It's a pity that I'm old. I only want to learn the trivial skills of attracting rain to solve the village's drought problem. Alas..."
While Malone was talking to the high priest, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. Moreover, it was still raining around the village. After a while, the rainwater on the ground was stagnant to the ankle. Those who stayed at home now
The villagers are in chaos.
"It's incredible! The rain has just wiped the front door of our house. If it rains like this all night, there will be floods! Our village is in a depression, and it will be flooded!"
"Oh my god, I just went to see it. The crops in the field are about to be destroyed by the heavy rain! None of us can bear this heavy rain, let alone the crops in the field? And after a while, this drought will
There will be floods on the border!"
"No, this rain can't stop. It's too horrible! I'd rather continue to have drought. Let's go find the high priest and ask her to stop the rain!"
"The outsider invited this rain. I'm afraid it's not possible to ask the high priest. I have to tell the outsider, because I'm afraid he will hold a grudge and won't listen to us!"
"You still have to ask for mercy through the high priest. But if it doesn't stop raining and the village is flooded, let's see where he lives tonight! Is it possible that he can still fly?"
After a while, the Zhenshen Square, which had just been deserted, was filled with villagers. As if they were worshiping, they shouted at Ma Long:
"Master, please take away your magical powers! This rain can't stop! We admit defeat!"
Everyone said something to each other, and softened their words towards Ma Long for a while, fearing that he would be angry with the villagers just because of the bet.
The high priest looked up at the sky and showed a worried look. He slowly said to Ma Long: "Yes, great god, please accept the rain. Our village has never seen such a heavy rain in the past decades."
If it rains for a while longer, we may have to raft back."
Malone lowered his head and looked at the accumulated rainwater on the ground. He had already touched his ankles. He also knew that the rainwater was a bit heavy and concentrated in this area. There was no place for drainage in this sunken terrain.
So he smiled bitterly and waved his hand towards the sky, and the rain that was falling in the sky disappeared in an instant.
"Oh, the rain has really stopped! It was too fast! The great master is such a great man!"
"Great God, accept us as your disciples! We no longer believe in any true gods, it's time to believe in you!"
