However, it's not that the candidates are competing in the extra round, but there is a monster who has won the first prize in martial arts and is jealous of the master Huagui's ability, so he wants to fight with him!
This is an anecdote for the ages and the first such case since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
No matter how strong the martial arts examinee is, his strength is limited, and it is impossible for him to be able to compare with the immortal national master in all aspects!
Many people think that Mrs. Ye is a little impulsive. If he gives in even a little bit, there is no way in hell that a talented person like him will be tarnished.
But this guy bluntly said that most of the civil and military officials in the dynasty should be killed, and he even criticized the imperial master.
Forget about fighting in the ring. Although I think you will probably lose, judging from past deeds, everyone still has some expectations.
But praying for rain, refining elixirs, and fighting spells, do you really think you are the reincarnation of the Jade Emperor's biological son?
It would be weird not to lose!
Winning is contrary to common sense!
Although many people think so in their hearts, they still have a bit of expectation and want to see the two most powerful monks in the world formally fighting in the imperial court!
It's getting late.
But everyone was in high spirits.
The Xuanshi under the Huaigui faction stood at the four corners of the arena and operated a formation, which actually rendered the imperial court in the evening as bright and clear as the sky at noon.
It gives people a feeling of changing the world and reversing the sun and the moon.
Huaigui pointed toward the center of the arena, and in an instant, a practice platform more than three feet tall rose from the ground.
Zhao Xuan looked at the two of them and said: "If the rain covers the entire capital, no matter how big or small it is, it will be considered a tie. But you have to follow your words, rain when you say it, and stop when you say it will stop. Do you two have any objections?"
Mrs. Ye: "No."
Huaigui Sanxian: "Let's begin, Your Majesty."
Zhao Xuan nodded and said: "Okay, let the national scholar come first, let's go."
Huaigui nodded, said nothing more, and floated up.
On the practice table, all kinds of practice equipment are available.
Huaigui Sanxian pointed his sword, and several spiritual talismans in front of him suddenly floated up.
Then he picked up a peach wood sword, Huaigui Sanxian kept kneading the magic formula with his hands, and muttered words:
"Five emperors and five dragons, descending light and moving wind, spreading moisture widely, gathering water and turning into clouds! Duh!"
Huaigui Sanxian held a wooden sword and pointed toward the sky.
Then I saw dark clouds in the sky beginning to gather at a speed visible to the naked eye, and water vapor filled the air.
However, compared to other people's surprises, Mrs. Ye saw the essence through the phenomenon.
In his vision, Huaigui Sanxian affected the national destiny of the imperial court, turned into auspiciousness, soared into the sky, and was connected to the sky like a thread.
Behind the dark clouds, there is a boy-like person, holding a cloth bag. From the cloth bag, billowing dark clouds are spewed out, followed by gusts of wind.
Huaigui Sanxian looked calm and intimidating, his beard and hair were fluttering, he penetrated a spiritual talisman in front of him with a sword, and the talisman burned instantly, and then said:
"The magic talisman orders you, Changchuan obeys, the rain god Narcissus assists Thunder Lord! Thunder moves!"
Point your sword at the sky again.
The national movement caught the eye of the gods, and a woman in white under the command of Thunder God and Lightning Mother, holding a treasure in hand, released a blue thunderstorm in the dark clouds.
"From all over the world, water is the most important. Wind, rain, thunder and lightning are all for my use. Anyone who dares to violate it will not be tolerated by thunder and axe. It is as urgent as the law! The rain is coming!"
Boom!
Strong winds gather dark clouds, and the dark clouds are mixed with thunderstorms. The thunderstorms stir up water molecules, causing heavy rain to fall from the sky to the land.
However, this is the vision of Huaigui Sanxian and many people with extremely advanced cultivation. They can see very far and clearly see the rain falling from the sky.
But in the eyes of ordinary people, there was loud thunder and no raindrops, and no rain fell for a long time.
That's because not far below the dark clouds, fire elements gather invisibly, evaporating all water molecules and drying them up.
After not seeing raindrops falling for a long time, Huaigui Sanxian became a little anxious and penetrated all the Taoist symbols with his sword.
The Taoist talisman burned, the wooden sword pointed at the sky, and then shouted:
"The rain is coming!"
"It's raining!"
"rain!"
"rain!"
After shouting a few times, the atmosphere became a little tense, and the bystanders had strange expressions.
There are indeed signs of rain, and it is very intense, but what about the rain?
Where has the rain gone?
Zhao Xuan waited for a while, looked at Huaigui Sanxian who was a bit worried and pale-faced, and said loudly: "Master, where is the rain?"
Huaigui Sanxian said anxiously: "Thunder God, Lightning Mother, Dragon King and Rain God are not here in person. The boys under their command are not good at magic! There is something wrong with the rainfall."
Zhao Xuan felt happy and said: "Master, if there is still half a cup of tea and the rain has not fallen, let Mrs. Ye come on stage."
The time for half a cup of tea flew by.
Huaigui Sanxian's face was ashen and he didn't know what went wrong.
To lead the country's luck and beg for rain by yourself is equivalent to making a deal with the gods, giving them the luck of the human race and letting them rain.
I don't know if my luck is too low or not, because it is too strong after all, and I don't have a clear sense of the country's luck.
The rain did not fall as promised!
This made him extremely angry.
Mrs. Ye said: "Master, the time has come. Come down and let me try."
"snort!"
Huaigui Sanxian glanced at the sky angrily, floated down from the high platform, and said: "There is a mistake in the rainfall today, and it will be the same for everyone!"
Mrs. Ye chuckled: "That's not necessarily the case, Imperial Master, get out of the way and don't block me."
"You! You must die!"
Huaigui Sanxian was anxious. Lu Honghuang stepped forward and blocked him, saying: "What are you doing? Do you want to do something? I will practice with you?"
"snort!"
Huaigui Sanxian gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and walked to one side: "Let's see who can make the rain fall today!"
Impossible.
Otherwise speaking of large-scale rainfall, non-national warriors cannot do it. If they do not have the ability and power to guide the national destiny and trade with the gods, no one can do it.
It stands to reason that a person who is a top scholar in both civil and military fields can do the same thing if his magical powers reach the level of a national scholar.
But isn’t this still doubtful and the results have not been released?
The destiny of the human race cannot be influenced by any unofficial powerful monk.
Seeing Mrs. Ye on the stage, Li Duanfeng shouted: "Come on, boss! It's a pity that I didn't learn how to make rain bombs. If I do, I, Li Duanfeng, will be destroyed one day. Immortals and Buddhas won't tolerate it. It's up to you. This old ghost will be so angry."
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Ye Tai didn't respond. He looked at the sky quietly, as if waiting for something.
In the eyes of others, he was in a daze, as if he didn't know where to start.
But only he himself knew that he was waiting for the son of the Thunder God and the Rain God to leave.
Go further away, don't find Wangcai and me.
After the boy in the sky had no more luck to collect, he looked down suspiciously, looked at each other, and left without saying anything.
They also saw that the rain did not fall on the ground.
But what the heck.
This is not something they should worry about. Anyway, they have already done their part, so they can't be blamed.
Although such a thing is surprising, it is not unheard of.
When people fight with each other, it depends on who has the most profound knowledge.
We only care about rainfall, but occasionally, there are times when people with great supernatural powers "digest" the rainwater and prevent it from falling, which is normal.
There was even one time when they were preparing to rain, but the boss's boss ordered them to stop the rain because a certain monk, who was actually the reincarnation of a disciple of a saint, should not participate in such a struggle.
What can they do?
It's not a waste of time, just withdraw.
I don’t know who took action this time, but apart from making rain, their duty is to go back and report that the rain has not fallen to the ground. Let the boss think about it himself.
The salary is just that little, Lingbao elixir and such are never available to small roles like them, so why bother?
After they left and returned to the heaven, a cunning green dragon poked its head out of the dark clouds.
It rains.
If the three realms hadn't all targeted the Dragon Clan, how could there be anything to do with the God of Thunder and the God of Rain?