Chapter 294: Immortals, Gods?

Even if it was blown back to his senses by the cool breeze.

Even if they saw the dark clouds in the sky, no one could say a word.

Many people have the same doubts in their hearts, 'Could it be that there are really gods in this world?' ’

Whether it is a god or not can not be determined.

But the wish came true, and it rained when I was naïve.

Drop by drop, cold rain drops fell on the face, shoulders, arms......

Sparse and thin, the drizzle moistens things silently.

I don't know who said, "It's raining." ”

Following him, the murmur of "It's raining, it's really raining" became clearer and clearer.

After that, excited shouts rose to the sky, "It's raining, it's really raining." ”

"God has eyes! It's raining, it's raining. ”

"Immortals, the city lord is a real immortal!"

"God keeps it, the fairy gods bless, it's raining, it's saved, we're saved, and Dingmei City is saved."

The woman holding the sleeping doll knelt on the side of the road and cried heartbreakingly: "Child, open your eyes and see, it's raining, it's cold, we have been saved."

You open your eyes, look, just look. ”

The tall and strong man fell to his knees with a bang: "Mother, it's raining, have you seen it?" ”

The young brother suddenly ran up the street with his sister on his back: "Sister, look at the rain, it's raining."

My brother takes you to see your parents and tells them that it's raining, and we can live. ”

One, two, one by two, I don't know when, those who walked out of the courtyard gate from the house, rushed out of the city, and the roofs of the courtyard were full of people from the sister city.

Of the seven people in the spell casting, there is not much spiritual energy left in the spiritual source.

But the seven of them have no regrets.

There is very little they can do, at most they can make the people in the city feel a moment of coolness.

At most, you can harvest one or two stubbles in the paddy fields.

At most, the water in the deep wells in the city will not be so hot.

But they did their best, without a single reservation.

The eldest Wei Lao couldn't hold on at first and fell from the air.

At the moment when he fell to the ground, a gentle invisible force appeared, gently dragging him back to the castle tower.

Then, another middle-aged monk fell, and was also lightly caught by an invisible force and brought back to the castle tower.

Until the end, only the city lord and Zhonghui and Lu Nian were suspended in the air, and they persisted until the last piece of rice matured and retracted the granary, and then staggered back to the city gatehouse.

The seven spell-casting immortals are gone.

The people in the city who knelt on the ground and thanked seemed to have a dream, standing on their wet clothes and not getting up for a long time.

The coolness has not dissipated, and the heat wave has hit again.

However, this time, no matter how ferocious the heat wave came, the people who planned to leave the city changed their minds.

Don't go.

Death is not leaving.

In this life, I have seen immortals and gods, and I have seen the immortal law with my own eyes, and the magic power is worth death.

The people in the city got up one by one and looked up at the city gate.

On the tower of the city gate, where is there still the figure of the immortal god.

But in their eyes, the gate tower is taller than ever before, which makes them feel more at ease.

In the small courtyard, there is no water or fish in the fish pond that will be built by the first Yin, but there are seven more white-haired old people who have died soon.

Wuyue and Cangli stood side by side by the fish pond.

Chu Yin glared at the seven people in the fish pond with an unhappy face, how to look at it, how unpleasant.

He spent a lot of thought and effort to build this small fish pond.

Why did you use it for a few old men who were dying first?

But no matter how unhappy he was, he didn't speak.

In the fish pond, tiled in the pebble crevices at the bottom of the pool, a trace of pure aura permeates out.

There is not much aura, and it will be able to fill the entire fish pond, like a mist.

The seven people sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, the seven who originally thought that they were going to die, were no different from the people in the city who suddenly saw the clouds covering Dingyu City, and suddenly it rained lightly.

One by one is like a dream, even if you settle down to absorb the aura and restore your cultivation, it still seems like a dream and feels unreal.

The aura that is so pure and rich that it is like a mist is unreal.

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It is not true that the cultivation does not fall but rises.

The world of difference between inside and outside the courtyard is even more unreal.

If you say that, you were still suspicious of this out-of-town couple who suddenly appeared in the city, and you can't believe that they are real immortals.

Now, I have to believe it.

It's no wonder that after Zhonghui and Lu Nian go back, they will trust and respect this couple so much.

The mist dissipated.

Seven people in the fish pond woke up from tossing and turning.

At the stone table under the tree, Cangli had already brewed the spiritual tea, and Wuyue sat beside him, looking at the seven people in the fish pond with a smile.

Chu Yin saw the seven people wake up, and without waiting for them to speak, he spoke first: "Okay, let's leave my fish pond quickly." ”

When the words fell, I didn't forget to add one more sentence: "You are not fish." ”

Hear the word and see the person.

The little doll, about three years old, is just like the appearance of entering the city with the husband and wife at that time.

The baby's fat little face pretends to look like a little adult.

Stand straight with your hands behind your back.

As he spoke, he frowned slightly, clearly telling them that he was not happy.

Looking at such a little doll, if it were to change as usual, the seven of them would definitely laugh and tease a few words.

At the moment, the seven people were left with heartfelt gratitude, except for the shock.

The seven people walked out of the fish pond, first saluted Wuyue and Cangli, and then said in unison to Chuyin:

"I've seen the little immortal."

"I'm not a little immortal."

Chu Yin was even more unhappy, his eyebrows furrowed and he said angrily: "I'm not small." ”

Zhonghui several people: "......"

How do you pick this up?

"Ignore him."

Just when a few people were embarrassed and how to respond, Wuyue opened his mouth and helped a few people get rid of the embarrassment: "He is the heart of a child."

A few Taoist friends, come and sit here. ”

Compared with Wei Lao, who came to the courtyard for the first time, there were several city lords, and Zhonghui and Lu Nian were much more calm.

The two of them walked to the stone table first and sat down.

Seeing this, Wei Lao and the five city lords breathed a sigh of relief and sat down behind the two.

Restraint and tension are indispensable.

However, fortunately, they have seen some of the world, and they are not too petty.

Wu Yue poured spiritual tea for the seven people with her own hands, and then chuckled and said: "I have doubts in my heart, I want to ask but I don't dare to ask, don't you feel uncomfortable?" ”

This was addressed to the lord of the city, Shengyong.

"Before I saw the two masters, the juniors had a lot of questions in their hearts and wanted to ask them face-to-face."

Sheng Yong nodded, slightly nervous:

"After seeing the immortal master, the junior suddenly didn't know how to speak."

"What about you?"

Wuyue looked at Zhonghui and Lu Nian and asked with a smile.

Zhonghui's eyes showed a look of shame:

"Immortal Master, forgive me.

We are stupid and fail to understand the teachings of the immortal master, and we still hope for the guidance of the immortal master. ”

When he woke up from his meditation and recognized where he was, he knew that he and Lu Nian had misunderstood the meaning of Wuyue and Cangli.