"Wait, we need to explain it to Your Majesty first!" Sun Wukong said as he tugged at his sleeve.

Huli Daxian was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you explain?"

"You and I both go to the altar to ask for rain, if it rains, is it your credit or my grandson's credit?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile.

Huli Daxian said with a little contempt: "Needless to say, if it rains, it will naturally be effective for me to cast a spell, and Your Majesty must also understand!"

"Your Majesty understands, but I, a monk who came from afar, don't understand, it's better to explain it clearly, otherwise it will mess up the rules and regulations, and what kind of system will it become!" Sun Wukong shook his head and said seriously.

When the king on the Wufeng Tower heard this, he smiled and said, "Great Master, if you have anything to say, please explain it to the little monk quickly, so as not to cause misunderstandings!"

When Huli Daxian heard this, he bowed to Wufenglou, which was regarded as obeying orders.

"I take the token as a sign, a sound, the wind comes!"

"Two sounds of clouds, three sounds of thunder and lightning in unison, four sounds of rain, five sounds of clouds disperse and rain closes ......"

Sun Wukong stroked his palms and said, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, then sir, please!"

Huli Daxian snorted coldly and strode onto the altar.

The altar is about three zhang high, and there are twenty-eight flags on the left and right sides of the altar, and a table is placed in the middle, and there is an incense burner on the table, and green smoke is rising from the furnace.

There are two candlesticks on the table, and the candles on the table are faintly visible. Leaning by the fireside was a golden token with Thor's name engraved on it.

Further down are five large vats of veins, all filled with clear water, and willow branches floating on the water. On the willow branches, an iron card is held, so that the gold wire is tied, and the word on the card is the rune of the Thunder Division.

There are five wooden stakes on the left and right of the altar, which are arranged in five elements, and the names of the five barbarian thunder messengers are written on the stakes. There are many small Taoist priests in yellow robes in the back, where they write prayers for rain.

Huli Daxian took the magic sword, a little rune paper on the table, recited words in his mouth, stepped on the seven star steps, and recited the words of the wind in his mouth.

The instrument praying for rain was lit and burned into a tin can, and the ashes floated for no apparent reason.

At this time, Huli Daxian held the magic sword in his hand, slapped it lightly, and pointed it on the iron card in the vat, only to hear a 'click', and the token sounded.

"One order, the wind is coming!"

A strong wind suddenly blew in the skyspace, and the royal flag was blown and fluttered.

Yang Li Daxian smiled on the side, and raised his chin towards Sun Wukong defiantly, with a smug look on his face.

Zhu Bajie pulled the corner of Sun Wukong's clothes and said in a low voice: "Brother Monkey, this old way has some skills, what should I do?"

"Don't panic, you take a good look at my fake body, I'll go to heaven to visit Feng Po Electric Mother!"

After that, he pulled a monkey hair and turned it into a fake body, and the deity used an invisibility technique to fly into the sky.

Sun Wukong came to the sky, and sure enough, he saw a white-clothed mother-in-law in the clouds who was opening a big bag, constantly going out to prevent the wind.

"Great Sage, what's the matter?" asked Granny Feng, clutching her pockets, curiously.

"I protect the Tang Dynasty holy monk Xitian to learn scriptures, passing by Che Chi country, and gambling with that demon Dao to win and pray for rain, why don't you help Lao Sun, but help that Taoist priest?" Sun Wukong frowned and asked.

Granny Feng said: "Don't dare, don't dare! I also came with a magic card, and I didn't know that the Great Sage was gambling on the rain below!"

"Which one is the cloud?" asked Sun Wukong again.

Tuiyun Boy and Buwu Langjun hurriedly walked out to meet the Great Sage, looking a little flustered.

The prestige of this Monkey King, for these little gods, is a figure that cannot be offended.

summoned the thunder male electric mother, the dragon king of the four seas, and told him what happened below, and then advised: "You and a few others cooperate with my old grandson to ask for rain, and shake the golden hoop stick as an order, and I will let you wind later, then the wind will rise, let you rain, and it will rain immediately!"

"Yes!"

Several gods looked at each other and bowed down to obey.

......

On the altar, the token has been sounded four times, but there are no dark clouds and rain, and the tiger power immortal is sweating profusely.

In the end, four tokens were re-issued, one by one, and the book from heaven, but there was still no response, and there was not even a trace of wind.

Zhu Bajie laughed at this time: "Hey, how many orders have been sounded, and it hasn't rained yet?"

The king also leaned out and asked, "Great Master, why don't you see rain after you give four orders?"

Huli Daxian's face turned red, and he forcibly explained: "Maybe...... The four immortals are not at home today!"

Xuanzang smiled slightly when he heard this, shook his head slightly, and knew that Sun Wukong had already taken care of the gods.

At this time, Sun Wukong's true body had returned, and he jumped in front of everyone, "The wind, rain, thunder and lightning are all at home, but his spell is not working, please come!

Seeing this, the queen whispered to the king: "Your Majesty, why don't you let the monk from the Tang Dynasty try!"

"Tang Dynasty monks, hurry up to the altar!" the king ordered.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he stepped on the stairs to ascend the altar, and during the passage, he also met the Huli Daxian who had just come down at the passage, he snorted coldly and threw his sleeves away.

Sun Wukong got on the altar, gently shook the golden hoop stick, and shouted loudly: "The wind is coming!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew between the heavens and the earth.

Sun Wukong shook the golden hoop stick again.

"Clouds gather fog!"

The sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the darkness between the heavens and the earth fell, and the thick dark clouds made people feel a sense of oppression that was about to come from the storm.

"Your Majesty, this monk from the Tang Dynasty really has two hits!" the queen said softly while pointing to the sky.

The king did not speak, but nodded, his eyes fixed on the changes in the sky.

"Thunder and lightning!"

As soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth suddenly brightened, and then it went dark, and a deafening thunderclap rolled from the clouds.

"Rain!"

"Whoa!"

Heavy rain poured down from the clouds, and the smashed leaves rattled.

The civil and military officials who followed in the Wufeng Tower were talking for a while.

"It's raining! It's raining! That monk is really capable!"

"This is really a monk with a psychic spirit!"

"That great master doesn't know what's wrong today, the four immortals didn't even sell him face. ”

"Maybe that monk's face is a little bigger!"

......

Huli Daxian's face was a little gloomy, he didn't know which hairy-faced monk had used what means to make his rain prayer spell lose its effect, but the next problem he had to face was how to save his face.

Since becoming the national teacher of Che Chi Kingdom, with the help of the national fortune, the cultivation speed of the three demons has increased greatly, wouldn't the failure of this rain prayer face the fate of the rain monk twenty years ago?

It was extremely bleak, the temple was demolished by the king, and the disciples and grandchildren were enslaved by the Taoist priests.

"We must find a way to save face, otherwise I am afraid that the status of the national teacher will not be guaranteed!"

The three demons glanced at each other, and they all understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

After three hours, the king stood up and shouted, "Master, enough rain, any more is enough!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he shook the stick again.

"The wind stops, the clouds close, the fog hides, the rain stops!"

Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the heavy rain stopped, and the sun was shining again.

"Your Majesty, the monks of the Tang Dynasty don't know what means they have used to delay the wind and rain and ruin our reputation, and we will bet with them again to win or lose!"