Chapter 43: Fighting with the Sky (Ask for Follow-up!) )

The news of His Royal Highness Taisun's formation has already spread to every corner of Taisun's Mansion.

So when Zhu Xiongying appeared in Guangting, the outer corridor bridge of Guangting was already crowded with palace maids, and her eyes were full of admiration for His Royal Highness the Grand Sun's appearance.

Flag wind hunting, I saw Zhu Xiongying strolling into the Guangting array, holding a three-foot green wood sword, standing alone in the goose feather snow, exuding white clothes, like a young immortal.

"The style of the grandson is unique through the ages."

Yang Pu in front of the Hall of Eternal Life stroked his beard and admired.

Yang Shiqi next to him was stunned, and glanced at Yang Pu out of the corner of his eye, thinking about when this guy became so good at sycophancy, first secretly learned how to look at the formation, and now he opened his mouth to praise His Royal Highness Taisun.

Sure enough, people will become!

No way... I need to strengthen my learning in this area.

Yang Shiqi secretly made up his mind in his heart.

At this time, Zhu Xiongying in the Guangting Great Array raised the Aoki sword in his hand and danced, every move and style was full of dusty immortal energy, and in the eyes of others, Zhu Xiongying at this moment was no longer the grandson of the Ming Dynasty, but more like an immortal.

"Dare to jump under the nose of a lone."

Zhu Xiongying danced the sword in his hand for the last time, and the sword flew out in an instant, landing on the third kunyan on the left with incomparably accurate swordsmanship.

The hands are pinched like phantoms.

"Lightning and lightning."

Blow up your turtle grandson.

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Qindi, Changye Temple.

In the temple compound, hundreds of monks sat cross-legged in a crooked manner, muttering in their mouths, many of them had white lips, after all, they sat for a long night and a day, and they didn't drink a sip of water for more than ten hours, which was simply inhumane.

There are large incense burners around, and fireworks are curling inside.

"Hahaha!"

"Good! All right! ”

Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, raised his hand and patted the abbot's bald head, extremely happy.

Zhu Fan is more than 1.8 meters tall, and this abbot is only less than 1.3 meters, which is extremely easy to shoot.

"Xuanshen, this king just received a spy flying book near Zhili, and Zhili suddenly snowed last night, and it has become a snow disaster."

Zhu Fan was naturally happy to get the news.

He has been planning a rebellion, the snow disaster in Zhili, the Jingying army just can't get out of Zhili, even if it is forcible out, it is difficult to supply grain and grass.

Xuanshen, who was patted by Zhu Fan on his bald head, was stunned.

Snowstorm? Earnest?

Last night, he was discussing Buddhism in depth with the nunnery next door, when he suddenly received a royal order from Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, asking him to curse the fortunes of the current dynasty.

The Xuanshen monks who received the royal order were all stunned, thinking to themselves, monk, I just saw that your Zhu Zhang's IQ was not very high, so I made up the identity that I was the reincarnated disciple of 'Maitreya' to come to you to eat.

You let me curse the fortune of the dynasty, really when I am a god?

However, the boss's order could not be ignored, and Xuanshen could only forcibly interrupt the discussion of the Dharma, withdraw the two inches of pioneer, and cast the spell head-on.

However, at this time, when he heard Zhu Fan say that Zhili had really fallen into disaster, Monk Xuanshen was even more confused.

Do you think I'm so awesome?

On second thought, I didn't seem to have done anything, except to gather the monks of the whole temple to talk to this god for a day and a night, and I lit a hundred or dozens of incense sticks and burned dozens of yellow pieces of paper with curses written on them.

"Hehe, everything is expected by the old man."

"Lao Qu cast a spell last night, causing the whole territory of Zhili to be frosted on the second watch, windy on the third watch, snow on the fourth watch, and disaster on the fifth watch."

Xuan Shen stroked his beard and smiled, with a superior demeanor.

Zhu Fan was even happier after hearing this, feeling that he had really picked up a treasure, and rubbed his hand back and forth on Xuanshen's bald head.

Xuanshen is happy on the surface, but MMP in his heart, thinking if he can stop putting his hand on my bald head?

"This king can get Mr. Xuanshen's help, why worry about big things!"

Zhu Fan was happy to rub out the mud, so he took his hand back.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

The monks in the courtyard all subconsciously looked up, their faces full of doubt.

In this clear sky, you can't even see a cloud shadow, how can there be thunder?

"Mr. Xuanshen, you continue to cast spells, let the river burst the embankment and divert it, and wash away Yingtian."

Zhu Fan said his grand plan, and the corners of Xuanshen's mouth twitched when he listened, thinking that you don't look good, you think very beautifully, and the river rushes to the sky, why don't you say that a few thunders will kill your father, your eldest brother, and your eldest nephew.

"The old man should do his best."

Xuanshen folded his hands and bowed.

Bang!

Another thunderclap.

"It's weird, why is it thundering this day."

"Why is it still dark?"

Feel a drop in brightness.

Zhu Fan subconsciously looked at the sky, and Xuanshen also looked up to the sky.

The more I look at this, the more I feel that something is wrong.

In the originally clear sky, a black cloud suddenly appeared, and the scope covered by this black cloud seemed to be only Changye Temple.

"This is also a gentleman's masterpiece?"

Zhu Fan asked with interest.

At this time, in Zhu Zhang's eyes, this one-meter-three monk is a living immortal.

Xuan Shen was stunned, nodded and smiled awkwardly.

"Sir is really a man of God!"

Bang!

The thunder sounded again, and I saw that within the black clouds, there were gold and silver thunderbolts swimming away.

Syllable!

A golden thunderbolt fell.

The middle altar of incense in the middle courtyard exploded with a bang.

The monks in the courtyard were all stunned, and stood up one by one in horror, looking at each other.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, the thunder in the black clouds seemed to open the floodgates, and one after another thunderbolts descended rapidly, either golden dragons or silver snakes, and the entire temple instantly became the scene of an explosion, and the roof was opened one after another.

The monks panicked, crawled and scurried around.

In some of the squatter huts, some of the nuns who were hiding were also screaming and running out.

"Protect Your Highness!"

King Qin's guards all gathered up, dragging the stunned Zhu Fan out, from the temple compound to the temple gate in a short distance of a few tens of meters, the hundred health guards were chopped to death more than 30 people, and most of the rest were also full of carbon black.

Especially Zhu Rong, a thunderbolt happened to split the tree next to him, although it didn't hurt his life, but it scorched his hair and beard, like a fried maned dog.

As for the Xuanshen monk, he was squatting under the table where he was doing the practice, shivering, with his eyes closed and his hands folded, chanting 'Amitabha'.

In his opinion, this is God disciplining himself.

At this time, God in his eyes was busy with other things.

Inside the Taisun Mansion.

After Zhu Xiongying sensed the precise hit of the lightning drive, he ignored it again.

At this time, he looked up at the sky and looked at the goose feathers and snow.

Heavy snowfall.

It is the people who suffer directly.

If this snow lasts for the next three or five days, I don't know how many starvations will be all over the entire Zhili territory, and I don't know how many families will be ruined.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

Zhu Xiongying is not a compassionate person, nor does he have the heart of a virtuous king.

In his opinion, it was just one of his responsibilities.

Since we shoulder the responsibility of the world, we have the responsibility to protect the people of the world.

Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless.

"Lonely today, I will fight with the sky."