"That's !! Dragon?!!!! ”

"It's a dragon. It's the Dragon King. ”

"That's thunder."

"What kind of thunder, that's the dragon king."

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain. God, you sensed it. So give us rain? ”

The prostrated people were stunned, and they rose to their feet and looked in the direction of the west, and soon they knelt down again, praying earnestly, and some of them were chanting.

Even the soldiers of the 10,000 households guarding the altar were shaken. After looking at each other, they fell to their knees in ecstasy.

The soldiers and the people are all one family.

Liaodong is burning and wailing, and of course they also feel the same way.

"It's ??? Destiny?!!!! Officials, monks, Taoists, and Confucians all looked up at the sky, and many of them showed incredible expressions.

These people are more sober than the common people. Especially monks, Taoists, and Confucians. If they really believe in karma, they can do such a thing as melting silver and gold into big balls and hiding them?

For monks and Taoists, this time they are more like a protection fee. We have paid the money, and this Fuhan general is embarrassed to raise the butcher's knife against us again.

But at this moment, their hearts were shaken. From the beginning of the first month. It has been months of drought and the earth is crying.

Folk prayers for rain abound. There are people in the village who ask for the father-in-law of the land, some people who ask the dragon prince, and some people who spend money to ask the monks to do things.

But not once was it successful.

People also heard that the Mengyuan people in the north and the Chu State in the south of the South China Sea also did activities to pray for rain, but they were all useless.

But today, when the general Wu Nian of the Fu Han Dynasty set up an altar to ask for rain. After the process is completed, it is time to enter the end.

It was thundering.

Is there really a dragon in the sky, spreading clouds and rain?

"It's all a coincidence. I don't respect the heavens, and I even despise them. If Cang Tian was really conscious, he would definitely not help me. ”

"But this coincidence is really gratifying."

Wu Nian stood up, turned around and looked in the direction of the west. After the lightning flash, a roaring thunder struck. Some people describe the sound of war drums as thundering.

But in the face of the real danger of heaven and earth, the sound of war drums is just a joke.

The wind and thunder are really magnificent.

Wu Nian's face showed a look of ecstasy.

Wu Nian heard the whispers of the officials around him.

Mandate of Heaven?

He doesn't need, and doesn't care about, this kind of thing. Now, as long as he ascends to the heights, he is the king of Liaodong. The state of Chu, the people of Mengyuan, or the people of Goguryeo couldn't help him.

What is the use of this destiny?

But this rain is really timely rain. Although the crops have been killed and injured countless times, and the dead cannot be saved, people always have to drink water.

And the people had water to drink.

"Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, Yan Emperor Shennong. I'll just say it. It's been dry for so long, and according to natural science, it's time for rain. ”

Wu Nian raised his head, revealing a look of comfort.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. It's all destiny. The power of the Wu family will be as solid as a rock. The emperor also claimed to be the Son of Heaven. But how many times have you been able to pray for rain on the spot? ”

"To say the Son of Heaven. The general is the Son of Heaven. ”

Liu Zhixing knows very well what Wu Nian is and knows that the gods and Buddhas are empty, but at this moment. He thinks far ahead. Fake or real.

People only believe what they see. There are many Buddhas in temples in this world, but there are only a few who are remembered by the people.

Because these Buddhas are [spiritual].

And don't look at the fact that Wu Nian has invited so many monks to pray for rain now, the real chief priest is Wu Nian.

In the hearts of the people, the current Wu Nian is afraid that he is a true god.

"God bless. The general is really a man of destiny. A small number of Rugongsun Sang were both supporters of Wu Nian and ambitious officials, and they all raised their heads and looked at Wu Nian with a fanatical expression.

This moment. Only Wu Nian stood, and the ministers, the people, and the monks all bowed.

In their hearts, Wu Nian is already radiant and as high as the sky.

He is a king, an emperor, and our king.

Gongsun Sang put his hands on the ground and threw himself towards Wu Nian's five bodies with great reverence.

What is a fairy? What is the sky?

Can you manage glory and wealth?

And Jun is a person who holds the power of life and death, and can give glory and wealth to any human being.

"Boom !!!!" As the thunder continued to hit, lightning flashed in the sky. The wind was blowing, and the flags hanging on the wind-blown altar were like crazy, and the hunt sounded.

Then, a huge and heavy black cloud was blown by the wind. It also blew flying sand and rocks, and the sky was dark for a while.

It's like the end times, and it's just too big. For the ancients, this is really a dragon traveling in the clouds and rain.

Otherwise, how to explain that the last second was still clear and the drought was severe, and the next second, black clouds covered the sun, lightning and thunder?

It's really a dragon king!!!!!!!!!

"Heaven, please give me rain." A gray-haired old man burst into tears, raised his arms to the sky, and prayed loudly.

"Please rain on the Dragon King." There was an old woman with her hands folded and bowing to the dragon.

This light thunders, and it doesn't work if it doesn't rain. It doesn't matter if the dragon king is still in the sky, or it is the gods and Buddhas in the sky. At the request of General Fuhan, let it rain.

In fact, this kind of scene is impossible without rain. This is not a sunny day with dry thunder, but a wind and black clouds.

"Come on!!" Wu Nian stretched out his arms and raised his head to prepare for the rainstorm. He wore a golden crown and a purple robe with wide sleeves, and was noble and majestic.

The wind blew his hair and sleeves and danced wildly. At this moment, he seemed to be a mythical man who fought against the might of heaven and earth.

Come on! Rainstorm!

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

The prayers of the people and the welcome of Wu Nian were quickly satisfied.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!" First, a raindrop the size of a bean hit Wu Nian's face and the people's bodies, and then it was like missing a mouth on this day. The torrential rain poured down and hit everyone, quickly wetting everyone's clothes.

People's desires are incomparably stronger.

"Get down. Down, a little more. Even if I get a cold, I'm willing. ”

"Please Lord Long, have mercy on us, let it rain a little more."

Once again, people's wishes have been fulfilled. The rain became heavier and heavier. Soon the storm wet the dry land, and then the water was formed, and then the people couldn't stand it anymore.

Lightning and thunder struck the flagpole, and with a "snap", the flagpole snapped, and the flag burned.

This is too much.

"General. Come on. Gongsun Sang stood up, walked in front of Wu Nian, and said loudly.

A loyal escort.

"General. Untie your sword and remove the golden crown. ”

"Someone. Take the canopy. ”

The officials rushed up and spoke.

"Don't panic." Wu Nian waved his hand, calmly. Forthwith. Wu Nian did not take off either the sword or the golden crown. A soldier brought a huge umbrella cover, escorted Wu Nian down the altar, and the group calmly returned to the city.

The people also hugged their heads and ran back.

A rain fell, and it was so hearty. But the bigger wind and rain have risen.

Is Wu Nian really destiny?

The so-called destiny is illusory. But this time, everyone saw it.

All of them.