Dim stars suddenly appeared in the sky, and slowly flew high into the sky, seemingly turning into the sky.
In the vast sky, the stars twinkled. Although they were dark and dull, when they reached the right position, they hung still. When the stars formed, a ray of light rose up, and a big golden star appeared faintly.
And Long Jun's body is constantly stretching and doing various movements. Although it doesn't look like opening and closing, it is leisurely and pleasing to the eye, as if he is performing the most primitive dance.
Su Ziji could hear a buzzing sound in his body wherever he stepped. There was obviously no music, but there was a rhythm echoing it.
Various mysteries appear. This technique of praying to the sky for rain may not seem difficult, but in fact it requires every move to perfectly coincide with a certain trajectory. It cannot be learned by just following a drawing and it will be successful.
When Su Ziji made these movements, he just watched.
Panlong's mind method is almost constantly increasing in experience.
"If you don't want to use this method of praying for rain, how can the Panlong Heart Technique be improved like this?"
"No, the Panlong Mind Technique is the foundation passed down from the Dragon Palace to the young dragon. Although Dragon Lord is known as the Three Thousand Ways, there is no doubt that the Panlong Mind Technique is the foundation."
"The Dragon Lord can call the wind and rain, and it must have evolved from Panlong's mental method. When I see it, I can make progress. This is normal."
"And all of this, if there weren't so many monsters and people watching, it would have been a safe inheritance, and it wouldn't be surprising to gain benefits."
When the star map was completed, there was a "boom" of thunder, which made the Dragon Palace tremble slightly. The sound of the wind became louder and louder, and became clearer and clearer. Lord Long continued to pray for rain, but Su Ziji looked through the eyes of the dragon.
Seeing the stars in the sky of the Dragon Palace, and the thick clouds like ink slowly rising up, a group of black clouds are decorated with a dazzling golden edge by the sunlight, surging and rolling, seemingly slow, but also very fast
of moving.
As soon as the dark clouds appeared, Su Ziji immediately understood: "Rainfall does not occur out of thin air, but comes from the rain layer moved elsewhere."
"This dark cloud is now extremely far away. It is only displayed on the sky of Dragon Palace, but has not yet reached its real sky."
"Hiss, there's so much pressure." Su Ziji squinted his eyes and thought. Only then did he realize that as soon as the dark clouds came out, he seemed to be pressed down by a mountain. It was extremely heavy. However, as soon as the pressure came to him, he was overwhelmed.
The array was transferred and shared.
All the monsters sank, and the entire Dragon Palace was shaken.
"It's not simple. It turns out that the monsters and the dragon palace are sharing the pressure." Su Ziji looked deeply and had a new understanding of rainfall.
River bank
At this time, the sunset was gradually setting, the evening smoke was curling up, and the sunset was extremely beautiful, but no one appreciated it. Those who had been praying for nearly a day were already in despair.
Although thousands of people still refuse to leave at this moment, this is just a last-ditch effort.
The numb faces had long since lost all hope, and even the crying children had long been tired of crying and were lying on their parents, not knowing whether they fell asleep or passed out.
Few people look up at the sky anymore. No matter how they look, the cloudless and clear sky is so despairing. The thunder that once sounded seems to be just a flash in the pan, disappearing not long after it appears.
At the scene where thousands of people were present, it was so quiet that one could clearly hear someone coughing, and the depressed officials all looked solemn.
Having been an official for a long time, I know this situation very well. As long as someone raises his arms, the seemingly indifferent people will suddenly explode, and mutiny is not impossible.
"Protect the prince, don't neglect it." An official came forward and whispered to the military attache. The military attache responded, turned his eyes, and secretly gave the order.
Immediately, a dozen armored soldiers gathered quietly and surrounded King Yu in the middle.
Just then, no matter what you were afraid of, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, there are clouds!"
This sound immediately made the crowd commotion.
Countless people were stunned for a moment and looked up at the sky. This was not because they were dazzled or hallucinating out of despair, but because there were real clouds!
I saw that from the originally cloudless sky, large clouds were actually blown by the wind, and quickly occupied most of the land, blocking out the sunset light, and the light on the ground suddenly dimmed.
The crowd was quiet at first, then burst into cheers that could not be suppressed and did not need to be suppressed.
Not to mention this, as if to compensate the people who had been waiting in despair, a slight drizzle fell in just a moment.
The slightest drizzle of rain will bring moisture back to the ground and be moistened. This process is also fast.
Even now, it can only be regarded as a drizzle, but the meaning it represents makes everyone very happy.
"Dragon Lord, it's raining! It's raining!" Countless people cheered.
On the high platform, an official looked at the relaxed expressions of his colleagues and felt happy.
"This time we succeeded in praying for rain. Both the court and the local government can breathe a sigh of relief. The prince must also be very happy."
He even found an explanation for King Yu's puzzling behavior: "As expected of the prince, he has more confidence in Lord Long. He also knows how to use people well and trusts Taoists. As expected, he succeeded in making Lord Dragon rain!"
Wiping some water on his face, before most of his colleagues could react, he walked up to King Yu and congratulated him with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, I succeeded in praying for rain during this sacrifice. What a blessing!"
When he finished speaking, he looked up and saw King Yu, with a ferocious expression that he had no time to restrain.
The officer's heart skipped a beat: "What? The prince is not satisfied?"
No, this isn't dissatisfaction, it's clearly the level of frustration. Could it be that King Yu thinks the rain isn't heavy enough?
But even so, it's not like that.
Moreover, it rained after a long drought. Even if it only drizzled at first, it was enough to make people happy. How could they be so angry because the rain did not meet their own standards?
The matter that was just explained by this official was now explained in another way because of King Yu's ferocity.
The official lowered his head hurriedly to hide his expression, and felt a chill in his heart: "Does the prince and the court actually not want Mr. Long to succeed in raining rain?"
Thinking of the previous clues, the officials immediately linked up. In fact, before the death of the ancestor, there were different voices in the court. After his death, the voices became louder and louder.
Could it be that this led to a change in the court's attitude?
King Yu was not in the mood to care what the officials thought, he was completely frightened and angry now.
From the moment the sky started to drift with clouds and rain, incredible emotions filled King Yu's eyes, making him unable to see anything else.
This job originally seemed to be well accomplished, but now it has failed?
King Yu couldn't help but clenched his fists, dug his nails into his palms, and was filled with anger: "This is the mission assigned by my father, how could it fail? Why hasn't the black python spirit started yet? How dare it deceive me?"
In such a rage, he couldn't even think of calling himself Gu.