Previously, Jiang Li put a fake talisman on Feng Manlou and asked him to go head-to-head with Fang Yesheng's yellow talisman from the Shangqing faction, just to see what kind of strength this good brother would show.
The result did not disappoint Jiang Li. Feng Manlou defeated Huang Fu with both fists, showing his strong martial arts attainments.
In this case, can the Yellow Turban Warrior be driven to continue testing?
Jiang Li's heart was filled with bad water.
Just as I was thinking about it, the sky suddenly started to get gloomy, and a cool breeze blew.
"All believers, come to the Rainmaster Altar."
Yang Chen's voice echoed inside and outside the town. No matter what they were doing, each of the doctors, legal practitioners and yellow scarf warriors put aside their work and rushed out of the town.
‘Is the statue of the Rain Master finished?’
Jiang Li remembered the statue of the god that could only be seen roughly in outline before.
According to the process, it shouldn't be completed so quickly, but now the government is recruiting people to put the work under the hood and ask them to pray for rain tomorrow. The Rainmaker Statue may have to work overtime to complete it as soon as possible.
Jiang Li and Feng Manlou also headed outside the town.
At this time, outside the town, the statue of the Rain Master has been roughly completed. Although it is still a little rough with the rocks, the appearance of the Rain Master Yuanjun has been revealed.
It is exquisitely beautiful, with the grace of rain, high above, with the mistiness of immortals and gods, Jiang Li saw it...
'Average, not as good as Master.'
Jiang Li expressed his loyalty to his master in his heart.
Anyone who is not as good as Master and Senior Sister should not try to shake Jiang’s Taoist heart.
However, this was his personal idea, but the other doctors looked at the statue with fanatical eyes, and then bowed their heads respectfully.
Including Jiang Li, a total of six doctors were standing in front of the newly built wooden altar. Yang Chen was standing on the altar, holding a three-finger-thick incense stick and raising it high above his head.
"Respectfully invite Master Yuanjun to come to Dharmakaya."
He shouted loudly.
"Respectfully invite Master Yuanjun to come to Dharmakaya."
The doctors below also shouted loudly, and Jiang Li noticed it in time and joined in.
Then, the women in yellow robes who carved statues of gods, the Lü Ling, the warriors in yellow turbans, and the believers led the people coming out of the town to chant together, and then knelt down and bowed down.
Wisps of illusory thought power floated out from everyone's bodies, gathered in the sky, and combined with a golden jade talisman that appeared at an unknown time, turned into a golden light, and threw into the statue of the Rain Master.
In an instant, light washed down from the forehead of the statue, tempering the stone body, all the original roughness was erased, and the statue also revealed a red gold color, exuding invisible majesty.
When the people and believers in the rear saw this, they worshiped him even more. Even the doctors in the front bowed their heads to show respect.
"boom!"
A thunder exploded in the sky, followed by dark clouds, the wind became faster and faster, and a heavy rain was about to come.
The people were more pious and kept kowtowing, while the water vapor above was getting thicker and some raindrops were already falling in advance.
At this moment——
An extremely strong sense of presence broke into this area.
Up and down the altar, Yang Chen and all the doctors turned around at the same time, their eyes locked on the owner of the presence.
The scholar with the sword walked slowly. Every step he took was the same length, and every foot landed with the same force. There was a unique rhythm between his steps. The invisible momentum was like the water of a river rolling eastward, unstoppable.
, the shouting people were silenced.
"Zhong Shenxiu!"
Yang Chen's eyes flashed with electricity as he stared at this figure, "I thought I would see you tomorrow."
Zhong Shenxiu's steps remained the same, without any pause or rush, but always slowly, "If you are not in a hurry to erect the statue, you and I will indeed meet tomorrow, but you are in a hurry."
Because of the rush to erect the statue, the weather changed and water vapor gathered, which also led Zhong Shenxiu to find this small town.
So, here he comes.
After he appeared, white gas came out of the ground, and Jiang Zhihuan's figure emerged from it. Several afterimages flashed over, but the divine security guards arrived, and a huge aura rushed in quickly.
"A little bit of awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind."
Mingyang was reciting poems and was surrounded by strong winds.
And in the rear, there was the rumble of horse hooves, and a large number of people were arriving.
However, the sense of existence of these people is far inferior to that of the sword-wielding scholar who is still moving forward.
Zhong Shenxiu walked slowly, and the people worshiping devoutly in front seemed to be wrapped in invisible waves and separated to both sides.
A believer saw this and wanted to stop him, but when he took a step...
"laugh!"
A sword energy burst out of the body, bringing out dripping blood.
This sword burst out of the body, as if there was a knife buried in the body, but everyone knew that this sword energy came from Zhong Shenxiu, and it was definitely impossible to really hide it in the body of the believer.
Such a strange scene is truly something that no one has ever seen before, and it makes people shudder.
However, those who can come here are devout believers who believe in Huang Tian wholeheartedly. Even life and death cannot stop their fanaticism.
Two eighth-level yellow scarf warriors attacked from the left and right at the same time, their fists hitting the advancing Zhong Shenxiu. There were also four lightning flashes. The lawmen flew past each other, and their thunder methods were activated.
However, before they could touch Zhong Shenxiu's body, the previous sound of flesh and blood tearing reappeared.
"laugh!"
Six sounds sounded like one, and six sword qi burst out from the bodies of the six people. Whether they were the yellow scarf warriors who specialized in the physical body, or the law known as the "thunder-bordered ghost", they were all killed by the sword qi that broke out of their bodies, and they were instantly killed.
Lost its vitality.
Zhong Shenxiu walked non-stop, murdering every step of the way, and all those who stood in his way were killed in an instant. Within a short period of time, he was close to the altar.
If this continues, it will be hard not to wonder whether the seventh-ranked person will also be killed in this way. On the altar, violent thunder suddenly erupted.
"Zhong Shenxiu!"
Yang Chen shouted, his eyes flashed with lightning, and thunder condensed into a huge eye above his head, his eyelids opened and closed, and in an instant——
"boom!"
Square thunder seals shot out from the thunder's eyes, like God's punishment, covering the advancing enemy.
Zhong Shenxiu finally stopped, and the "Gewu Knife" on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath. The ice-like blade reflected the thunder seal, allowing Jiang Li to see the true face of the knife.
It is as clear as ice and snow, and can reflect all aspects like a bright mirror. When his eyes touched the knife, Jiang Li seemed to be able to see his own body reflected on it, and any weak points in the manifestation of Qi were reflected on the knife.
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"Huh?"
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly let out a cry of surprise, as if he was surprised by something, but the sword in his hand was not slow at all. Before it was completely unsheathed, there was a flash of sword light, and a flash of light suddenly appeared on the thunder seal, but it was the sword.
The light cut through the thunder seal.
"boom!"
Lightning burst out from the split thunder seal, and Zhong Shenxiu's figure was suddenly stretched out, as if it suddenly turned into thousands of people. He passed through the yellow scarf warriors and doctors in front, and climbed onto the altar with his sword.
Kill Yang Shi.
The unsheathed Gewu knife does not have the killing power of a sharp weapon, but it is astonishingly fierce. Wherever the knife passes, thunder is split, and the compelling edge is reflected in those eyes that are flashing with electric light.