Chapter Seventy-Eight: Setting Up the Altar

On the cliff of Sangyu Island, there is a high platform about three zhang piled up with waste wood and stones in the center of the cliff top and the ruined prison mansion, and the banner of the twenty-eight stars is inserted around the high platform.

There was a red table and a black paper stove on the high platform, Shen Zhongzhu stood behind the red table and in front of the black paper stove, the black paper stove was full of ashes, and it seemed that something had been burned.

The gold-wire bamboo gloves on Shen Zhongzhu's hands had been removed, and his clean hands were pinching three incense sticks.

He looked down at the incense burner on the table in front of him, and the smoke in the stove was hazy, and the rain could not be poured away. There are two candlesticks on each side of the table, and the wind and candles on the table are panicked, and the wind cannot be extinguished.

In the center of the incense burner there is a gold medal, and the gold medal is engraved with a simple and cumbersome line.

Nine Heavens Ying Yuan thunder universalized Tianzun.

"You set up an altar as a sacrifice, and the messenger who made it burned it, and the straight talisman document you wrote also burned three times, why doesn't this long wind and rain stop?"

Lin Lan raised his head and asked, and the crisp voice reached Shen Zhongzhu's ears through the pouring rain.

Out of nowhere, he found a white robe, his hands folded in his sleeves, his black hair mixed with many white hairs, and the wrinkles on his young face became more and more numerous.

Shen Zhongzhu stood on the high platform, but he was standing under the high platform, guarding the five water tanks at the bottom of the high platform.

These five water tanks are filled with clear water, and willow branches float on the surface of the clear water, and the willow branches hold an iron card, and the iron plate is also engraved with a line of words.

Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion.

"This temporary altar is already simple, and there is a lack of the list of the five barbarian thunder envoys, and I don't know if I can't send this direct document without the list of the five barbarian thunder envoys."

Shen Zhongzhu raised his head slightly and looked at the heavy rain that had been falling for a long time overhead, this heavy rain had flooded Sangyu Island to the point that only this cliff was still land.

Even though the rain was howling and the wind was gusting, the voices of these two people were not affected in the slightest, and each had its own way to reach the ears of both sides.

"It's good to be able to find these five water tanks filled with clean water, and to build this high platform, and find incense burners and candlesticks for you in the Hell Temple."

Lin Lan took out his left hand from his sleeve robe, and with a flick of it, a thin blood-colored line burst out from his fingertips, whipping a deformed water demon that approached from under the cliff.

"Deputy Prison Lin, can't the rain stop?"

Lao He was still wearing the shabby and sewn but clean gray gown, carrying a package, holding a short knife in his right hand, and an umbrella in his left hand.

"You have to ask Deputy Shen the prison who opened the altar above."

Lin Lan looked back at the old man who accosted him, if he remembered correctly, this was a work, called He Xun'an, and he usually likes to study some Taoist books.

The red table paper stove and the banner of the twenty-eight stars on the high platform were found from He Xun'an's room.

The continuous heavy rain has flooded Sangyu Island by two-thirds, and it has also forced everyone to gather to the highest point of Sangyu Island.

The highest point on Sangyu Island is the top of this cliff.

At this moment, there are not only the jailers and prisoners who survived the Vicky Earthquake Prison on the top of the cliff, but also those troublemakers who have somehow smuggled in from the Twelve States.

According to common sense, these people will inevitably fight and fight to the death.

But in the face of this kind of heavy rain, which can be called a natural disaster, everyone only thinks about how to save their lives on this isolated island, and huddles are the best choice.

He Xun'an looked up at Deputy Prison Shen standing on the high platform, he didn't want to ask Deputy Prison Shen on the high platform, under the rain and fog set off by the heavy rain, it was difficult to see Deputy Prison Shen's appearance.

"Can you Taoist priests do it? Set up an altar and burn a few rune papers to make these four-clawed red dragons stop making wind and rain? ”

In the hall where half of the eaves of the Prison Mansion had collapsed, a skinny man suddenly walked out and asked Lin Lan.

"Why don't you come?"

Lin Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to this skinny man.

He knew the man.

He was one of the two monks who had been in the Bi Prison before.

"Senior Gou said, you might as well hand over the sea avoidance text that can make the Canghai Sea Demon Sea Monster retreat earlier, and delay it here for useless effort."

Youzhong glanced back at the half-collapsed hall of the Prison Mansion, turned around and said in a deep voice to Lin Lan in front of him.

If you want to change to the usual eventuality, you will naturally shrink aside and wait for the situation to change. But who would have thought that most of the entire Sangyu Island was flooded by rain and waves, and even if a small boat was finally found, it was quickly scratched and sunk by the water demon at the bottom of the sea.

As a last resort, he finally returned to the Hell.

Under the persecution of the water monster and the sea monster, as well as the sea level that rises every moment, you finally had to find the monk who Lingyun Lou had set off the task of the earth mystery list together.

Although most of these monks did not have weapons and magic weapons like him, none of them were in a higher realm than Youzhong. In the end, he had no choice but to play the role of a subordinate and speak for these monks.

"Are you talking about the sea avoidance of the Sangcang sea ship? That line was written by the ancient Qin Emperor himself, and the text was approved by the Dragon King of the Canghai Sea, so that the Sangcang Sea ship was not disturbed by the wind and waves on the Canghai Sea, and was not attacked by monsters.

Could it be that you think that the sea avoidance is a special spell? ”

Lin Lan's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he smiled and asked with a hint of mockery.

There was a moment of speechlessness, and he was actually a little afraid of the handsome man in front of him wearing a white robe and smiling all over his face.

After all, anyone who sees a guy who comes out of the corpse group and forcibly plucks off the head of a zombie with great momentum will be a little afraid.

If I knew that I shouldn't have lifted the task on Lingyun Tower's Dixuan list, I knew that it would be a little strange to know that there would be so much reward for the task, which is just as simple as burning the Pavilion Library of the Prison Mansion?

You Zhong cursed in his heart, turned his head and walked into the half-collapsed hall of the Prison Mansion.

Lin Lan looked at the back of the person who had finally left, and looked at his left hand with slightly lower eyes, the five fingertips of his left hand were all dripping with blood, the palm lines in the palm of his hand were getting lighter and lighter, and the back of his hand was sickly pale.

"The wind department, the cloud department has arrived."

Shen Zhongzhu's voice came to Lin Lan's ears from the high platform.

Lin Lan put his left hand in his sleeve robe, looked up at the black oppressive dark clouds, and a few white clouds suddenly appeared among the black oppressive dark clouds, and the howling wind gradually seemed to be tired.

"There is a dragon into the sea."

Shen Zhongzhu said again.

In the dark clouds of black oppression, two red dragons suddenly fell into the sea like lightning. Then another huge and magnificent five-clawed red dragon also fell into the sea.

The heavy rain is getting lighter and the wind is getting weaker.

"Good work."

Lin Lan looked at this scene, his heart breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice reached Shen Zhongzhu's ear and said.

The expression in Shen Zhongzhu Danfeng's eyes was not necessarily relaxed, he lowered his head and looked at the three incense sticks he was holding with both hands, for some reason, these three incense sticks suddenly extinguished two.

This is not a good omen.