Feeling the fluctuations coming from above, there was a mysterious power that calmed down Demu Qingxiao's suppressed mood, but he still tightened his heartstrings and hid in the branches and leaves.

Raising his gaze slightly, he saw a woman in a white robe.

The woman stood on the lotus throne, holding a jade vase in her hand, covering her face with a thin veil, and her body was surrounded by golden light, exuding an aura of holiness and kindness.

Guanyin of the South China Sea!

Mu Qingxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the woman's appearance, it was not difficult to guess the identity of the latter, no wonder the death of the Jinghe Dragon King was unknown, and there was really Buddhism involved in the whole matter.

Figuring out the identity of the person behind him, Mu Qingxiao's thoughts suddenly became clear.

This Journey to the West plane is really a game by step, all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, and the whirlpool of the game really doesn't know how many monks have fallen inexplicably.

Guanyin Bodhisattva appears here, which shows that the Buddha really took great pains to teach the Dharma.

The latter not only sent his second apprentice to reincarnate in Dongtu first, but also let Guanyin Bodhisattva come to Chang'an in advance to lay out.

Rulai knew very well in his heart that it was easy to let his second apprentice learn from the scriptures, but it was difficult for Li Shimin to accept it.

Because in history, the Li family is a self-proclaimed descendant of the N generation of Taishang Laojun, and they claim to be the descendants of the Taoist ancestors, and the possibility of identifying with Buddhism is very small.

Therefore, it is necessary to trap Li Shimin one by one, and the fisherman is just a small episode.

When the Jinghe Dragon King took the bait, the fortune teller Yuan Shoucheng appeared, first using the method of agitation, so that the Jinghe Dragon King changed the holy decree privately for a moment, and later instructed him to find Li Shimin, and successfully pulled Li Shimin into the water.

The Dragon King has committed a crime in the sky, and it is clearly the Jade Emperor who wants to behead him, and the Dragon King of the West Sea is the brother-in-law of the Dragon King of Jinghe, and the latter should go to the brother-in-law to plead with the Jade Emperor.

However, Yuan Shoucheng asked him to go to Li Shimin, and Wei Zheng had no reason not to kill him.

No one can be blamed for the death of the Jinghe Dragon King, but it can only be blamed for being too stupid.

I saw that in the void, the willow in Guanyin Bodhisattva's hand waved gently, and the mutton fat jade net bottle was facing downward, and Yuan Shoucheng instantly turned into a drop of nectar and returned to the mutton fat jade net bottle.

When Yuan Shoucheng evaporated, among the lush trees, Mu Qingxiao hid deeper, his breath was constricted, and he was prostrate on the branches, and his eyes did not dare to observe upward.

The existence of Guanyin Bodhisattva at this level, at least it is also the Taiyi Golden Immortal, or even the Daluo level, this kind of existence is too keen, and if you continue to observe, it is very likely to be discovered.

Just as Mu Qingxiao looked away, the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the void frowned slightly, looking around.

She had a vague feeling, as if her eyes were peeping, but she didn't notice any breath, and the feeling was fleeting.

"Weird, is it a delusion?"

Stepping on the lotus throne, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked around and muttered in a low voice, but between the hopes, he did not find anything.

Finally, shaking his head slightly, he inserted the willow back into the mutton fat jade net bottle, the white clouds fluttered, and the figure rose into the air and disappeared from Mu Qingxiao's sight.

After Guanyin Bodhisattva left, Mu Qingxiao did not move, still hiding his breath among the lush branches and leaves, suppressing his breath, at this moment he was no different from an ordinary bird.

Sure enough, the space fluctuated in the next second.

I saw that the Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had disappeared, had appeared in the void at some point, and the golden light in his eyes flashed, piercing through the void, but he still didn't find any trace.

Retracting his gaze, the space was distorted, and Guanyin Bodhisattva finally disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, his ability to conceal his breath had reached a certain point, and he was a little more cautious, otherwise he might really be discovered.

Rao was like this, and his heartstrings were also unprecedentedly tight just now.

Waiting for Guanyin Bodhisattva to leave completely, Mu Qingxiao stood on the branches with his claws, his wings fluttered, and he turned into a black light and swept towards Chang'an City.

Back in Chang'an City, Mu Qingxiao turned into a handsome son, and there was nothing special about ordinary people, and he stepped back into the restaurant.

Tomorrow, there will be a good show on the streets of Ximen, and he will naturally not miss it.

As time passed, the night passed and the sky grew brighter.

However, it didn't take long for the sky to dawn but it gradually went dark, the whole sky was gloomy and terrible, and the dark clouds gradually converged, and the black pressure was overwhelming, obviously the rhythm of rain.

"Boom! Bang! Bang! ”

In an instant, lightning and thunder, and a deafening thunder suddenly sounded.

Immediately, with the sound of crackling raindrops falling to the ground, the entire Chang'an City was plunged into a raging storm.

Sitting in the restaurant, Mu Qingxiao drank a glass of wine, and could hear the guests around him talking.

"How can you say that this rain will fall?"

"After the rain, the fish and shrimp in the Jing River have risen, and we can make a fortune again."

After Mu Qingxiao was full of wine and food, the rain gradually became smaller, and after half a sound, the downpour finally stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the warm sun poured down.

It was as if a heavy rain had washed the whole world, and there were dots of light everywhere.

Glancing at the blue sky, Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly, this Jinghe Dragon King is still the same as in the original book after all, in order to win the bet against Yuan Shoucheng, he did not rain according to the time on the Jade Emperor's holy decree, and changed the time and rainfall.

The unlucky old dragon is estimated to be dead until he doesn't know it.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao took out a few taels of silver and put them on the table, turned around and left the restaurant, and walked towards the street of Chang'an West Gate.

At this time, in the original location of the hexagram stall, Yuan Shoucheng's stall had been smashed by a man in white, and the pen and ink were scattered everywhere, a mess.

This situation naturally caused all the surrounding pedestrians and residents to come to watch, and a burst of whispering was heard, and the nearby streets suddenly became lively.

"Diviner, you miscalculated the time and the amount of rainfall, my son came at the request and smashed your stall, so that you don't continue to confuse the public."

Next to him, Yuan Shoucheng just looked at the young man quietly, a sneer appeared on his face, and said: "My little hexagram stall is worthless, I'm just afraid that someone has committed a capital crime and doesn't know it." ”

Hearing this, the young man frowned and said, "What do you mean, you dare to confuse the crowd, get out of Chang'an immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." ”

"Hmph, others don't know, but the old man knows very well, you are not a white-clothed showman, you are the Dragon King of the Jing River, you changed the time privately, deducted the rainfall, and violated the rules of heaven, I am afraid that tomorrow will inevitably be stabbed!"

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PS: The new book "The Emperor Comes to the Heavens" has been released, the protagonist is white-clothed and swordsmanship, this time there is absolutely no stallion, and the old irons who have no collection ask for a collection, I am grateful.

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