The eastern suburbs of Lijing, on the Lingtai.

Lingtai to tamp loess as the base, bluestone as the step, white jade paves the top, at this time of the Lingtai, southeast and northwest four poles of long flags with peach wood as the pole, silk as the surface, the banner of the long banner is covered with a talisman drawn with gold powder.

The moonlight is quiet, an old man is dressed in a plain white wide-sleeved robe, standing quietly on the altar, the wind comes from the west, the robe is rustling, and the eyebrows are fluttering, like an independent immortal.

His name is Fu Chan, and the official worships the edict of the mourning platform.

In the second year of Shengbao, there was a great drought in Lijing, and the rain did not fall in March in spring.

When it was, Fu Cicada rode a bull into Beijing, and had to be summoned into the palace by the first emperor at night, seven days later, the Lingtai rose, the rainstorm was like a leak for three days, and the drought in Lijing was immediately resolved.

Everyone in the world knows that the Son of Heaven asks for rain to succeed, God bless Dazheng, no one cares that there is an edict on the Lingtai in the Taishi Mansion, and no one cares about the extra wooden house next to the Lingtai.

The fire in the West Mountain had already stained half of the sky red, and Fu Cicada raised his eyes, gently brushed his gray beard, and then slowly stepped forward with his right foot.

One step, the west wind stops!

Two steps, all directions!

Three steps, the stars are hidden!

Four steps, clouds cover the moon!

Five steps, thunder and lightning!

Six steps, a torrential rain!

Seven steps into the momentum, the cicada sat cross-legged, the rain curtain in the sky was pouring, but not a drop fell on the Lingtai, the long flags fluttered in all directions, this is the image of the wind and rain gathering and scattering, obviously, the Lingtai has become a hole in the sky and rain!

When the wind and clouds in the night sky of Lijing converged, there were some special beings in all parts of the world who sensed this huge power.

Xuzhou, Donghai County.

The three-storey restaurant is a major feature of Donghai County, because standing on the third floor of the restaurant, you can clearly see the sea view, and many literati and scholars like to gather here, while tasting wine, while chanting poetry.

Bao Xiang Lou, a restaurant that is not very famous, is sparsely populated after dark, so there is only one guest in the private room on the third floor.

Drinking on the third floor was a young scribe in his forties with a scruffy beard, who was looking in the direction of Jingshi and said with a drunken smile...... Wine!

And the state, Gwangwon-gun.

Guangyuan is mountainous, and on the cliff between the mountains, there is a pavilion built by digging into the mountain, and in the attic at this time, an old man in a white robe and carrying a long sword looks at the night sky in the east with deep eyes.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the long sword behind his back revealed most of its edge!

Western wilderness, prairie.

The old beggar, who was teaching Kikige to draw runes, suddenly shook his whole body, took a slow breath, and faced his nephew who showed doubts, he quickly returned to his usual state, as if nothing had happened.

Jiaozhou, Nanyang County.

Zhang Shuo distributed the seeds of potatoes and sweet potatoes to the villagers of Huangxi Village, and after explaining the knowledge of how to grow the two crops, he began to stay at home and practice behind closed doors all day.

On this night, for some reason, the spiritual barrier that was originally as tough as cowhide burst open under his imagination, and a stream of spiritual energy poured into his spiritual mansion from the underworld, which immediately made him feel refreshed!

Above the mountain forest, under a sunken cliff, everyone looked at the pouring rain in front of them in amazement.

In just a few breaths, the night sky was cloudy, and the winter sun was thundering!

Everyone looked at the rainstorm in front of them, and looked at Shi Qingyi, who was resting against the mountain wall behind them, there was always some unreal feeling, this heavy rain ...... What a coincidence!

Shi Qingyi closed his eyes, as if he was resting, he never worried about his safety, because ...... He's got it!

Shi Qingyi is a genius, he practiced martial arts at the age of seven, and he was angry at the age of ten, he likes to play, when he was four years old, he once had a game with the waiter of Bolin Yuan, and he forced the waiter to abandon his son in half an hour.

Three years ago, Shi Qingyi was sharp, visited everyone in the chess road, and won one by one, Emperor Shengbao heard this, so he let Shi Qingyi go to the Lingtai, Shi Qingyi stayed in the Lingtai for a day and a night, and after returning home, he immediately knelt down and begged his parents, wanting to worship the edict of the Lingtai Cicada as a teacher!

Three years ago, Shi Qingyi played against his teacher Fu Chan, and he was able to calculate that he would definitely lose if he lost one hundred and eight sons.

Two years ago, Shi Qingyi played against his teacher Fu Chan, and he was able to calculate that he would definitely lose if he fell thirty-six.

Not long ago, Shi Qingyi only lost one son, and he was able to calculate that he would definitely lose.

Shi Qingyi knew that it was not his chess skills that were regressing, on the contrary, he was already confident at this time that except for the teacher, his chess skills were no longer inferior to those in the world!

For his teacher, Shi Qingyi can only be described in four words, that is-unfathomable!

It is precisely because of this that even if Shi Qingyi encounters a dead end that he can't solve, he believes that as long as the teacher makes a move, then he will be safe and sound!

To be honest, Shi Qingyi was also shocked by his teacher's handwriting, although he spied some unimaginable powers from Zhou Tianyi, but seeing the teacher show it with his own eyes, he was only a little calmer than others.

It was also unbelievable that it was not only the people on the mountain, but also the guards of the Feather Forest under the mountain were still discussing the fire on the mountain not long ago, and in the blink of an eye, such a torrential rain fell from the sky, and everyone was like a chicken choked by the neck, and they were speechless.

The torrential rain extinguished the campfire in the camp of the army, but everyone was unaware that Huang Ping and Gao Yan were celebrating the first successful alliance between the two sides, but the heavy rain fell, and the faces of the two people slowly turned pale after seeing that the mountain fire did not disappear for a while, only billowing smoke remained!

After the Empress Dowager Zhao learned of the heavy rain, she rushed out of the big tent in disheveled clothes, and the heavy rain wet her whole body, and her long messy hair covered her face, making her look like a crazy woman.

"Haha...... Providence! Providence!" Empress Dowager Zhao frantically waved her hands in the rain and shouted loudly, and the surrounding chamberlains and female officials avoided in horror, and no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.

The shouts of the Empress Dowager Zhao were drowned in the wind, rain and thunder, and at this time, on the mountain forest, Shi Qingyi led everyone to take advantage of the smoke rising from the mountain fire to die down, and left towards a mountain road that had been prepared for a long time......

In the middle of December of the first year of Baoshuo, Shi You, the guard of the Western Army, took the Qing monarch's side as the name of the matter, and the imperial court issued an order to arrest Shi You's family, Shi You's son Shi Qingyi set fire to the Beijing Division, and then hid among the refugees, assassinated the holy driver, and held the Son of Heaven hostage to Xishan.

It was night, the fire in the West Mountain, everyone thought that the Son of Heaven would be buried in the sea of fire, and then in an instant, the clear sky thundered, the cold winter rained, and the mountain fire was extinguished.

The rain fell for three days, and the imperial court searched the mountains with a large army, but did not see the whereabouts of the Shi family and the Son of Heaven.