"Could it be that he is Tang Seng?"

"I saw Xuanzang in Hongfu Temple, it's not like this, this monk is too old."

Players are talking.

But I saw the old monk sitting down, closing his eyes, and chanting words in his mouth.

After a few moments, the rain poured down, as if something had pierced the sky.

"What's the situation? NPCs running to steal business? There was an uproar.

A voice suddenly sounded loudly: "Tang's "Fayuan Zhulin" recorded: In the third year of Zhenguan, Tang Taizong's Jian Jingcheng Sude and two or seven waiters. Pray for rain on Tianmen Street for seven days. ’”

"What the hell?" The players turned their eyes to the middle-aged warlock named "Longhua Sanhui".

The old monk before was so conspicuous that almost no one noticed that there was someone else beside him.

"The names of the twenty-seven people who prayed for rain were not mentioned, but the Song "Buddha's Records" mentioned: 'Three years and three months. Zhaomi Prefecture Shijing Zen Master went to Beijing to pray for rain. The warlock's gaze swept over the people on the altar, smiled slightly, and continued: "So after a short distance of thousands of miles, I teleported to Mizhou, and it took half a day to find this 'Shijing Zen Master', and it took a day for the Zen master to arrive in Chang'an City. ”

"Make no mistake, you find a big boss to pray for rain, isn't it forcing the mission to end early? Look at it, the rain is rising! A talisman master was indignant.

"Yes, the sooner it ends, we'll get one less day's reward!" The dragon-transformed basilisk screamed.

The third president of Longhua laughed: "The early end of the main quest is a move for the benefit of most players, how can you delay everyone's progress for the sake of the rewards of you 'rain praying masters'!" ”

"Anyway, you're here to smash our jobs!" A group of people rushed forward, punching and kicking.

It's a pity that the altar is a safe zone.

"It turns out that there is really such a thing as praying for rain in history, and it happens to be the third year of Zhenguan." Li Wei muttered.

From this point of view, the early Journey to the West is indeed quite rigorous. The current version of Journey to the West lacks the deeds of praying for rain, which is really a pity.

In the midst of the noise, 0:00 arrived.

Li Wei started from the tenth place, went all the way up, and finally saw his name on the second place.

More than 5,500 points, which was the fifth place yesterday.

It seems that most people have used up their rain prayer charms yesterday.

The reward for the second place is about four times that of the fourth to tenth place reward, and the value is less than half of the champion, but the number of incense is more than the champion, which is quite in line with Li Wei's current needs.

The first one is still a love of ghost stories. She still has so much stock, a total of 8,300 points of prayer for rain.

And the third place is the "Longhua Sanhui" that only took the stage in the last half an hour and did nothing.

"This guy, how can it be so tall, more than five thousand!" The rune masters protested en masse.

"I just roughly estimated that this master's half-hour prayer for rain reached more than 500,000, and the warlock received one percent of the credit." A certain Buddhist player said slowly.

One percent, it's really not too much.

The problem is that the "Shijing Zen Master" is too strong.

At present, the cumulative amount of rain has reached 13 million. At the speed of this Zen master, the main quest can be finished today, right?

"Then let's grab it soon, it's the last day!" A group of players shouted.

Although this new day, the champion is already sure to be Longhua Sanhui. But the rest of the rankings are still up for grabs.

Everyone was busy, and the angry players began to call for friends.

Li Wei frowned for a moment, hurriedly walked off the altar, and hurried back to Bianzhou.

The reward for the quest to defeat Han Capture Tiger has also been released. There is no suspense.

Li Wei won the first place with an absolute advantage, and his merits and prefecture property were respectively more than 4 million and 400,000 yuan, four times that of the day before yesterday.

But perhaps considering the help of the ghost pawns of the underworld. So this time, in terms of experience points, the rewards are greatly discounted, only more than 20 million.

Li Wei had already allocated the experience, mainly to Tie Guan Li, so that he could be promoted to level 21.

Xu Ning is level 15, Mirage is level 16, Hua Rong is level 18, and so on.

Li Wei himself is level 24 and a half.

Because I didn't expect the experience to be discounted, I was a little far away from Li Wei's goal, but unfortunately, I originally thought that I had just been promoted to level 25.

A set of level 20 six-grade Daomen equipment had already been prepared, and all of them were replaced by Tie Guan Li, and now Li Wei couldn't wait to try his combat power.

Tie Guan Li can equip the equipment of any profession of the Daomen, learn any Taoist art, and is a legendary full-time job.

In fact, the immortals in the classical novels were already proficient in all the flying sword spell formations.

Classes are just restrictions on players.

But to be honest, the boss of the Eight Immortals has not yet shown his power, the thunder and lightning technique is too ordinary, and the use of the sleeve and the snatching is very limited, especially the snatching, Li Wei has never found a really suitable target.

Looking at the teleportation array, there is no change, it seems that today's mission is still Clan Wars.

There is still half an hour before his subordinates recover, and Li Wei will go to Taiwei to release demons and catch star souls first, or four.

While waiting for taming, while copying the Book of Heaven, he contacted the White Horse Silver Spear.

White Horse Silver Gun often stays up late on weekends, single aristocrats, busy with playing games, and even has no time to have a girlfriend.

"At this point in time, you want to brush the White Dragon Temple?" Hakuba Silver Spear asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to catch ghosts first to improve the experience of your subordinates?" ”

Some of Li Wei's habits are also known to the white horse silver gun.

"Today is special." Li Wei couldn't explain that much.

"Okay, you build a team first, there are still a lot of people who can brush the difficulty of the White Dragon Temple now, and they may be able to get it together without me looking for it." White Horse Silver Spear said.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to gather the number of people.

Entering the White Dragon Temple, Li Wei hurriedly offered seven incense sticks.

"Little White Dragon Immortal Fate +5."

"You and the little white dragon have reached 20 points of immortal fate, and the gods will send spells to gain new summoning abilities."

"Every 24 hours, you can summon a small white dragon eight-rank clone, consume 50 MPs, a nine-rank rune paper, and last for 30 seconds."

"I've finally got you!" Li Weiwei shouted.

Suppress the excitement, and the copy still has to be brushed.

After brushing off Hua Rong and several six-rank bosses and exiting the dungeon, the newly collected Tiangang and Disha had no time to practice, and there was no time to synthesize the fragments of the Book of Heaven, so Li Wei went straight to Chang'an City.

went to the store to buy MP medicine and calm down, and Li Wei came to the altar.

There are at least a thousand players crowded on the altar, and it seems that many people have gotten the news and plan to stay up all night praying for rain.

Now the cumulative number of rain prayer points has reached more than 14 million, which is close to half of the progress bar.

On the emperor's list, pray for three feet of rain, that is, 30 million points.

With the monk's speed of more than one million per hour, coupled with the player's concentrated sprint, it is estimated that the mission will be over by noon.

In Li Wei's heart, it was even more urgent.

"Restrain the Divine Commander - Summon the Little White Dragon!" Li Wei slowly and gently spit out a few words.

A white dragon with a length of 100 feet was born out of thin air, and it was brilliant.

The white dragon is only a few feet away from the altar, stepping on auspicious clouds, as if he can casually stretch his legs, and he can kill the people on the altar in seconds.

There was silence on the altar for a moment.

A voice sounded like that: "Little White Dragon, please make rain for Chang'an, the more the merrier." ”

Everyone's eyes were on the young talisman master, all sarcastic and sympathetic.

In the face of such an amazing dragon, how dare you make a request? Have you collected all the Dragon Balls? The heart is too big!

"How much do I want?" The corners of Bai Long's mouth hooked, "It's been a long time since I've been so happy." ”

"As you wish!" The white dragon soars into the sky, and the wind and clouds are thundering! (To be continued.) )