The people of the palace sent Zhou Fan and the sweeping monk to thirty miles outside Hangzhou before Zhou Fan persuaded them to return.

The two went all the way north, and the magnificent and beautiful mountains and rivers of the past have become the land like the Loess Plateau.

The river that used to be a torrent is now a bare riverbed, cracked soil, and many people are suffering from hunger along the way.

Zhou Fan was also shocked to see such a scene for the first time. Disasters are always heard of, and when they are encountered, all they see is hell.

After crossing the Yellow River, Zhou Fan sighed: "You can start." ”

I saw a small person flying out of his head, exactly the same as Zhou Fan.

The carbon dioxide and oxygen molecules in the air began to fill the villain, and were compressed and condensed by the spiritual force.

A large amount of heat is released as the gas condenses into a solid state, and the air begins to ripple.

Zhou Fan had to do it while walking, and the heat wave of the place where the two of them walked rolled like a drought.

After a while, the villain began to solidify, and its body was composed of dry ice and solid oxygen.

It's just that there is no flesh and no flesh that can't move, and is lifted by its hands.

Zhou Fan looked at the villain in his hand, and slightly recalled that the artificial rain in his previous life was made with cannonballs, and the amount of dry ice of a cannonball was probably a few hundred catties.

Of course, solid oxygen works better, but it is too expensive to build in modern times.

Zhou Fan shook the weight of the villain, shook his head and said, "Not enough, not enough." ”

Continue to control the mental power to condense dry ice and solid oxygen, and the size of the villain slowly increases.

When the size of the small figure was completely the same as the size of the deity, Zhou Fan said to the sweeping monk next to him who was full of expectation: "There is no difference between Buddhism and Taoism in the world, it is all artificial, and what remains unchanged is only the truth."

After knowing the truth of the world, all kinds of supernatural powers are self-satisfied.

Let's see how the teacher calls for wind and rain. ”

With that, the horizontal movement was launched, and a true qi "rope" stretched out from the outer air cover to bind the Ice Crystal Yuan Shen and lift it into the air together.

There is a thin layer of white clouds in the sky here, and the clouds are easy to see during the dry season, and the rain is hard to find.

As Zhou Fan ascended to the clouds of the upper level, his mind moved, and the spiritual power of the bound molecules in the Ice Crystal Yuan Shen was unraveled.

With a finger, the energy shattered the ice crystals into pieces.

The debris ice crystals instantly absorb a large amount of heat energy from the surrounding clouds, causing the temperature of the air to drop dramatically.

The water vapor in the air directly turns into Xiaoice grains, and these Xiaoice particles gradually become larger and decrease.

When people are old, it is inevitable to have some love for face, Zhou Fan wanted to show his hand in front of his disciples.

How to walk with rain alone, there must be thunder and lightning.

The principle of the Great Demon Fist is activated, but it is not its own power generation. Instead, it uses mental power to push the hydrogen ions in the air to move in the opposite direction with the oxygen ions.

Once the current is generated, that is, the electric field appears, and under the chain effect, a large area of thunderstorms appears.

However, Zhou Fan has the protection of the vacuum air cover, and he is not afraid at all, after all, lightning transmission requires a medium.

"Boom"

Everyone on the ground was startled by the huge thunder in the sky and looked up.

I saw that the sky above my head began to turn gray, the clouds turned from white to black, and the electric snake rolled in the dark clouds.

Because of the temperature difference, the wind began to howl.

The small Xiaoice particles condensed from the upper floors turn into small raindrops falling to the ground when they encounter warm air currents during the fall.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of rain roared together, and the sky opened countless openings, and the torrential rain converged into a waterfall and poured towards the earth.

"It's raining, it's raining!"

"Thank God, thank God. ”

"Woo woo, sir, if you stay up for two more days, it's raining. ”

"Mother, look, it's raining, we are saved. ”

......

There were cheers, there were weepings.

The sweeping monk let the rain wet his clothes, and only used his strength to protect the scriptures in his arms, with a look of compassion on his face, and his hands folded and said: "Amitabha, the master has boundless powers, immeasurable merits, and true immortals." ”

The heavy rain lasted for half an hour before stopping, and after the rain cleared, a rainbow appeared in the sky, running through the sky.

Zhou Fan slowly floated down from the sky with his hands on his shoulders, the fairy wind was misty, and his expression was indifferent, as if he had done a trivial matter.

I saw the sweeping monk bowing to the ground, and said sincerely: "The disciple is for the people, thank the master." ”

Zhou Fan shook his head and said: "As a teacher, he is also a member of the Han people, and he should exert a little effort."

Let's go, you follow me to save the people. ”

The martial arts of the two can be described as the first and second in the world, and they are in a sleepless hurry, spreading clouds and rain all the way, and raining down on the earth.

In just seven days, the footprints were all over the northern lands, casting spells hundreds of times. After this rain, the drought was resolved.

The two of them, who were slightly tired, walked to Jingnan Road, and the body of the sweeping monk could no longer bear it, and the two stopped moving forward.

At the top of Taihe Mountain, the sun comes out of the clouds, and as soon as it comes out, it is a dazzling round and rises rapidly. In the distance, the hazy top of the mountain seems to carry a round of orange and orange balls.

At the beginning of the rising sun, the clouds and mist above Taihe Mountain were suddenly lifted away by a giant hand. The golden light gushes out, reflecting the red glow of the half sky. In the midst of the unpredictable clouds, there is a blood-red sun wheel.

The golden light shone on Zhou Fan and the sweeping monk, as if immeasurable merit was attached to him.

The sweeping monk opened his heavy eyelids like an iron curtain, looked at Zhou Fan's old face, folded his hands and said, "The disciple limit has arrived, it's time to go back to Shaolin."

This passage is a farewell, it is the separation of yin and yang, and I hope that the master will take care of his body and win the road as soon as possible.

Disciple, retire. ”

After that, he took out the Yin and Yang Sutra in his arms and presented it in front of Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan sighed, he had already looked down on life and death, but when he saw the acquaintances leaving one by one, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

After all, it is the white-haired person who sends the black-haired person every time.

He commanded in a low voice: "The scriptures will be placed on the ground, and you will go back to Shaolin." ”

The sweeping monk put the scriptures on the ground according to his words, knelt on his knees, knocked three times to Zhou Fan, said a Buddha call lightly, turned around and went down the mountain along the path, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Zhou Fan's eyes on the top of the mountain slowly became firm, and the road to finding the path was long, and he still needed to be carefully explored.

The spiritual power spread to the entire mountaintop, and the soil rolled on its own, and the top of the mountain became a flat ground, and the scriptures were also buried in the mud.

In the swaying mountain forest, the trees seem to be cut off by the waist, the broken places are smooth and smooth, and the bark falls off on its own. Moved out of thin air to the top of the mountain, the thick trunk of the tree sinking heavily into the dirt.

The small trunks of the trees are arched on the roof, and the rattans "swim" like long snakes to climb to the roof, and the layers of covers.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a wooden house stood on the top of Taihe Mountain.

Step by step, I walked into a wooden house with no doors, and there were no windows in the house. Using his fingers as a blade, he drew a square on the wooden wall, and with a slight push, there was a window.

This journey was so mentally exhausting that Zhou Fan was exhausted and wanted to rest.

The tired Zhou Fan was not too dirty, sat on the ground, and quietly recovered his mind.

There are still a few pieces of furniture in the room, and I will get it after I have rested.