Comprehension beginners with 4.6 billion years of cultivation

He squeezed out my practice, and now it’s time to replace him to pray for rain, but he didn’t want to show the limelight, and deliberately borrowed my movements, and he stood very close to me, and his aura was very terrifying and powerful. , Wrapped the two of us in it, in the eyes of outsiders, this aura is from me, not from him.

Chapter 360: Slap My Face

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The command flashed his mind, and then decided: keep the action unchanged!

He continued to hold his golden dagger in a motion to cast a spell toward the sky, froze, and then gave the young man next to him to perform it.

He was in Zeng Jing's aura, and he could clearly feel the aura that was so large that it could be called "terrible", wave after wave, wave after wave rushing into the sky.

His poor rain cloud had been swallowed by Zeng Jing's aura a long time ago, squeezed out, not knowing where it was drifting, the light rain that had just fallen naturally stopped.

The people looked dumbfounded, and someone shouted, "Where's the rain? It just got a little bigger just now, why did it stop suddenly?"

"No! It just rained a little bit."

"The ground just got wet a little, why did it stop?"

"It's over, the government is indeed a lie. Such rain can't save us at all."

The scholar thought that he had seized the opportunity, sneered, stood in the front, pointed his finger at the altar, and said loudly: "Look, everyone! This is the ugly face of the government, they want to use this little rain to fool us. Moreover, the food they brought was not much. There was not enough food for us to eat, so they came up with the trick of praying for rain, trying to fool us, making us think there is hope and we can live."

His words aroused the anger of the people, and many people yelled angrily.

At this moment, Zeng Jing in the stands suddenly laughed: "I said everyone, you are all adults, haven't you even seen a rainstorm? Have you heard a word? It's called—before the storm Peace."

Everyone was shocked!

Many of the people present were farmers, and they knew all kinds of weather phenomena well. There was indeed a saying about the tranquility before the storm.

Before the torrential rain falls, I don’t know why the world will be quiet for a while, a strange quiet, and then suddenly a heavy rain falls on the head. This situation is not uncommon.

The people temporarily stopped talking about it and looked up at the sky together.

Seeing Zeng Jing's words, the scholar calmed down the discussion, couldn't help but glanced at Zeng Jing coldly, and then sneered: "I'm afraid this is not the tranquility before the storm, but it will remain peaceful forever."

Zeng Jing smiled and said, "Speaking like this, be careful of being slapped in the face by the second."

The scholar did not believe that someone in this world could beg for the rainstorm, and was not afraid of being slapped. He raised his head and turned his face to the sky. He laughed and said, "Come on, it rains and hits me in the face? Slap it harder."

The voice just fell...

There was a creak of lightning and thunder in the sky, and a raindrop the size of a soybean fell sharply from the sky, brushing the ground down hundreds of meters into the sky, accurately dripping on the front face of Xiucai.

Obviously it was just a drop of water hitting the face, but I don't know why it felt like a slap on the face. It made a "pia" on the face of Xiucai, loud and painful.

The Xiucai looked astonished, but before he could react, the second drop of rain came again, with a "pia" sound, and the other side seemed to be slapped in the face, with a fiery pain.

"Why? Why do raindrops have such a touch on the face?" Xiucai looked dumbfounded.

He didn't know that Zeng Jing had rained on the demon cultivators not long ago, and the raindrops hit him, and the effect was much more terrifying than what hit him now.

After these two drops of raindrops hit the face, there was a bang in the sky, and the downpour fell.

The raindrops are terribly thick, each drop is the size of a soybean, but these raindrops don’t make people’s faces hurt. They are just like ordinary rainwater, falling down continuously, the whole town, all of a sudden All were shrouded in heavy rain.

In normal times, when the heavy rain came down, everyone must be covering their heads with their hands, running wildly to hide.

But for people who have been in drought-stricken areas for a long time, how can there be any reason to hide from the rain?

When they saw the heavy rain falling, instead of hiding, they raised their heads in ecstasy. Some people even opened their mouths to the sky and let the rain fall into their mouths.

Someone was laughing wildly: "The rain is coming! The rain is coming!"

"It's so heavy rain!"

"I've never liked the rain like I do now."

"It's a coincidence, me too!"

"It feels good to be in the rain, it has not been like this for a long time."

"It has been raining, and the atmosphere is not harmonious. Under the same altar, I gradually feel my heart changing."

A rainy carnival began. Some people were crawling on the ground with laughter, some were rolling on the ground, and they were covered with silt in the blink of an eye. Some people went home and took out a basin. No matter the three or seven twenty one, first pick up a basin of water. Some were crying and some dancing.

No one cares about the talent just now!

The scholar looked left, looked right, and then looked at the old Taoist priests and young Taoist priests on the stage. He always felt that something was wrong. He muttered: "It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible. It's raining, what kind of repairs are needed." Why? Can't this! It's absolutely impossible..."

He was mumbling nonsense when he suddenly saw two people around him approaching, one left and the other right, and he was sandwiched in the middle.

Sensing the danger, the Xiucai brushed the floor and set up a folding fan. However, the two left and right sacrificed two Pudao at the same time. It was Jin Yiwei's standard magic weapon. The two Pudao swords were attacked at the same time. Xiucai's folding fan was suppressed in the blink of an eye, and the two knives were put on his neck together.

Two Jin Yiwei whispered: "Come with us, spies of the Shunmin Gang."

Xiucai said: "I'm not a spy of the Shunmin Gang. You take people in the street like this, don't tell the evidence, do you still have the king's law? The people will..."

He suddenly found out, where are the people paying attention to him?No one looked at the place where he was at all. All the people were crying and laughing in the rain.

Xiucai sighed and admitted!

At this time, the heavy rain was still pouring. The streets of this year are not the streets of later generations. There is no such thing as sewers. When the heavy rain comes, the streets in the city are immediately muddy, puddles are everywhere, and all the ditches in the city are filled. The water, the flow of crashing.

The dry creek that flowed by the city pool was now filled with water all of a sudden, and it began to rush downstream happily, and there was even the river flowing upstream in the opposite direction.The dry fields are now full of water, especially the rice fields, which are now like ponds.

The rain is falling so hard, seeing it continue like this, it will really become a flood.

The people who had been overjoyed suddenly reacted, and a large group of people knelt down and shouted: "No more, save a little, save a little, don't finish the water in the sky all at once. Let's accept the immortal law for a while."

Chapter 361

The commander was completely confused. He was stunned with the golden dagger, and the people shouted below: "The immortal long, the immortal long!"

The commander continued to froze.

Zeng Jing felt that it was like this for the time being, and it was almost time. After a little bit of aura, the blizzard in the sky stopped suddenly. At this time, the small rain cloud that the commander recruited returned to the front. Continue to shed a drizzle.

The command awakened his forehead suddenly and finally recovered from the petrified state.

He glanced cautiously at Zeng Jing beside him, and there was a voice in his heart shouting: Nima, who is this person?Who is this?Can someone call this torrential rain?Such a torrential rain of natural disaster!This is not a human being at all, this is Da Luo Jinxian coming down to play the world, right?Just like the legendary Jigong monk!

The command makes the whole person bad. There is a kind of hurdle that wants to kneel down to the person next to him and shout "Shang Xian", but now it is obvious that he can't kneel on this occasion, and the Xian Xian next to him obviously doesn't want people to know His identity, this will deliberately borrow his hand to let the rain go.

The conductor knew that his play had to go on!