Chapter Ninety-Three: The Art of Turning the Clouds and Spreading the Rain
The closer he got to the cabinet in front of him, Shen Lang felt a little excited in his heart.
The material of the cabinet is the same as that of the wooden door, it is made of extremely rare wood, at least for the time being, Shen Lang can't figure out what material it is.
The wooden cabinet emitted a pale cyan glow, and the closer Shen Lang got closer, the brighter the light became.
This pale cyan light enveloped Shen Lang in it, making him feel a particularly familiar and comfortable feeling.
There was no lock on the wooden cabinet, only a rune, and when Shen Lang uncovered the rune, the small box of the wooden cabinet popped out.
There is a long small box inside, containing a scroll, which is antique, and the material is not ordinary at a glance.
Shen Lang pulled out the scroll and opened it, and a strong light shot out, reaching Shen Lang's mind.
In an instant, the information in the scroll was transmitted in, and Shen Lang felt that the amount of information was very large, which made his head tingle a little, it was not a high-level spell, and even the transmission of information had high requirements.
Fortunately, Shen Lang's psychological endurance was strong, his will was firm, and he could barely withstand the stinging sensation transmitted by high-level spells.
Cultivating spells is not an easy task, pay attention to the wealth of the law, in which the law refers to the exercises, the method of cultivation, and the practice of the law is subject to many restrictions, what spiritual roots, understanding, cultivation, etc., it is not that you can practice with a book of exercises.
There is also the fact that this kind of high-level spell has a certain spirituality, if it doesn't recognize you, it can't be practiced, fortunately, Shen Lang doesn't have this problem.
Shen Lang closed his eyes, feeling the complicated information of the Cloud Spreading Rain Technique.
The flow of information lingered in Shen Lang's mind like a bright light, and then drilled into the brain cells, turning into the knowledge that Shen Lang had mastered.
When Shen Lang's limbs recovered, he had fully mastered the technique of turning clouds and spreading rain, he stood up and walked towards Tingquan Yaju.
In the Tingquan Pavilion in front of Tingquan Yaju, Shen Lang stood in the center of the pavilion, reviewing the spell he had just mastered.
Let's give Longhu Mountain a heavy rain, it seems that it hasn't rained for a long time.
Shen Lang cast a spell, the spells in the East were different from the magic in the West, and the spells in the East were more with the help of spells.
This yellow spell depicts dark clouds and raindrops, as well as six concise portraits of the god of thunder and rain, plus some extremely difficult runes.
As soon as the rune was thrown out, a pale cyan light flashed, and Shen Lang read the words, much like a magic stick, pointing his finger towards the sky.
The clear sky darkened, the dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning combined, a thunderclap sounded, first the soybean-sized raindrops fell on the green lotus leaves, rolling around, and then, more and more raindrops like percussion, the lotus leaves as a drum kit, tinkling, crackling raindrops.
As Shen Lang's incantation reached its climax, a torrential downpour poured down, and the entire Heavenly Master Sect ushered in the biggest rain in many years.
The air on Longhu Mountain has abundant water vapor, everywhere is misty, and the pavilions and pavilions appear from time to time, like a fairyland.
Zhang Yuan stood on the top floor of the Evil Suppression Tower, looking at the pouring rain, touching his beard, and nodding his head again and again, the Heavenly Master Sect still has a chance, and there is still a future, because there is a person who can change the world, can fight against the drought, and can save the Heavenly Master Sect.
It is right to let his disciples hug Shen Lang's thigh, Shen Lang has the rarest spiritual root of a cultivator, and when he cultivates to the end, he can comprehend the way of water, and has a mana comparable to that of a dragon god.
Shen Lang's future is limitless, and he may be able to surpass Zhang Tianshi, who founded the mountain, and become another peak.
Zhang Yuan thought a lot, so he tried to help Shen Lang as much as possible, helping Shen Lang was to help Longhu Mountain.
The disciples of the Heavenly Master Sect were shocked by such a rain, this is a timely rain, such a heavy rain is something they can't do, the disciples of the Heavenly Master Sect have cultivated a lot of fields on the top of the mountain, planting the Spirit Valley, it takes a lot of water, and the water source on the top of the mountain is very small, and it doesn't rain for several months, in addition to using the low-level cloud-turning rain technique to alleviate the drought, it is to go to the place where there is a mountain spring to draw water, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Such a heavy rain is enough to make Linggu grow well, this time is really the season of heading, if there is not enough water, the harvest of Linggu will be greatly reduced.
All the disciples were beaming, with this heavy rain, the Spirit Valley would have a good harvest, and the high yield of the Spirit Valley would be more.
Shen Lang stood in the Tingquan Pavilion and looked at the heavy rain with joy, this heavy rain brought by his practice, the heavy rain is hope, wealth, wealth, and tranquility.
In Shen Lang's imagination, such a heavy rain and a timely rain will save the Central Plains, so that the Central Plains in the long-term drought will be rejuvenated, and the crumbling Daming country will be rejuvenated.
Yes, now I just need a heavy rain, but this heavy rain is too difficult, with Shen Lang's current mana, it is impossible to make a heavy rain in the entire Central Plains, and what can be given is a drop in the bucket, and it cannot solve the fundamental problem.
The area that can be irrigated by the advanced cloud-turning rain technique is hundreds of acres, and the entire Central Plains region is more than 10,000 acres of a state and county, which is a huge project.
Even if Shen Lang is tired to death, he can't complete the project, Shen Lang is now cursing the rain god dragon god who is in charge of the rain, are they blind?
If you can meet them in the future, you must comfort them well, what is your duty?
According to the materialist view of his previous life, there are no ghosts and gods in this world, but after coming to this world, a series of encounters and some inexplicable imaginations made Shen Lang have cognitive doubts, and he became more and more convinced that this world was controlled by some mysterious forces.
Since the rain god dragon god doesn't care about things, and the Heavenly Master Sect can't control it if he wants to, then leave it to me to do it, who told me not to believe in this evil?
I also have a sea python bead, with this spiritual object, it can absorb the water attribute spiritual object, it can alleviate the drought, and when I get the water spirit bead, the drought of Daming will be greatly improved.
After killing the sea python, the sea python bead obtained, Shen Lang just used it as a water bead, but he didn't expect it to have such a wonderful use, although it is not as good as the water spirit bead, but it can alleviate the drought, and it is also indispensable.
When the sky was dark, Shen Lang was ready to fly to the Central Plains, and with the help of sea python beads, he would give the Central Plains a timely rain.
At this time, what the Ming Dynasty needs most is a heavy rain, a heavy rain, to water the soil that is whitened by the sun, to water the yellow trees and weeds, to water the hungry and thirsty people of the Ming Dynasty.
Shen Lang never imagined that one day he would use spells to save Da Ming and save Da Ming's drought, which he would never have imagined.
A light rain is about to come to save the Ming Dynasty.