The people standing above the valley of the falling flowers heard the shout, and raised their heads together, only to see a dark cloud floating on the west side of the sky, and the dark cloud seemed to be being pushed and moved, slowly floating above everyone's heads.

The tense Zhang Qi and Liu Lang didn't pay attention to each other anymore. Why they came, each of them is clear in their hearts, and naturally they will not spoil the big thing because of the quarrel.

Others were in the same mind, although some whispered that the clouds were too small and too thin to necessarily cause a rain.

Words like these are heard in the ears of the people, and no one really takes them to heart. They have been waiting here for more than two days, and they don't say anything, but their hearts are extremely anxious. No one can say what it rains all day, and it is always better to have hope than not to have hope.

The impatient monk sent his men and made them fall into the valley. In just a short time of a pillar of incense, there are more than ten people in the falling flower stream. Those teams who were not in a hurry or impatient also sent people to fall into the valley one after another. Those who can go down to the valley are all good hands in the rivers and lakes, and it is easy for them to go down, and it is not too difficult to be pulled up. Each team made all kinds of preparations, and the chaos and accidental injuries at the beginning were all committed by the team that rushed to Luohuajian for the first time.

On the hillside, all the teams were waiting for each other, but there was no communication. From the moment they arrived at Qiwu Mountain, they all subconsciously regarded the other people who appeared here as their opponents and enemies. There is no such thing as heart-to-heart communication. Although the teams did not make a move, the chill that flashed in their eyes when they occasionally glanced at the other teams was not concealed at all.

Chen Mo never appeared, he hid on the hillside not far away, carefully observing the team here. The teams were wary of each other, and he could see the unpredictable scheming scene clearly. He is alone, his realm is low, and if he wants to achieve his goals here, he can only take advantage of the chaos.

At his feet, there were two thin quilts spread out, and the thin quilts were stretched out with peeled shrubs, and the peeled shrub skin was twisted into thin ropes by him, and the four corners of the thin quilt were firmly bound. The thin quilt placed on it is even more peculiar, with two rattan sticks attached to the stretched skeleton, which is full of toughness.

Under the gaze of everyone, the dark clouds in the sky did not know where they flew from, and the sun in the sky had long been covered, and the whole sky seemed to be poured with ink, getting darker and darker, and the sky was becoming more and more like a cauldron that had been turned over, firmly buttoning everything below. The birds hovering in the air flew lower and lower, realizing that a rainstorm was coming, and seemed ready to be washed under the rain.

Each of the teams on the hillside sent their men into the valley. The people of the valley had cold faces, wary of each other, their hands on their sabers at their waists, ready for a sneak attack by someone around them.

I don't know if it's because of the tension created by the people themselves, or because of the weather, whether it's on the slopes or in the valley, people feel more and more dull. And the dark clouds in the sky were still accumulating, and gradually, it was obviously afternoon, and the sky was as dark as night.

The air also froze at this moment, and the wind seemed to be frightened, and he was too frightened to come out. Until a light was like a knife from afar, slashing into the clouds, the entire cloud was cut, but it was extremely irregular, followed by another light lit up, this time the light went in a Z-shape, and the crowd looking up only felt that there was an unpredictable figure hidden behind the black cloud, and it disappeared with the light.

After two flashes of light in a row, the black cloud seemed to be provoked, and let out a heavy rumbling sound.

"It's a thunderstorm, it's finally coming," someone shouted in a trembling voice. At this time, the wind blew, and the raindrops of beans fell on their faces, and the crowd below did not expect the raindrops to come so quickly, and they were not surprised, because they knew that the moment they had been waiting for had finally come.

The rain finally began to fall, and lightning flashed from time to time, illuminating the faces of the people below, and the people who were drenched in the rain like water ghosts were not only not nervous, but full of anticipation, and they waited for the black thunder stone to fall from the sky.

Another flash of lightning flashed, and the rumbling of thunder sounded above the heads of the crowd at this time, and with the sound of rain, a continuous rumbling sound sounded in the valley, and the sharp-eyed people had already noticed that there was something rolling in the valley.

"It's the Thunder Stone, it's the Thunder Stone," the man on the hillside shouted in surprise.

All the men in the valley made a move, and they groped in the dark.

"Haha, I picked it up, I picked it up," a voice sounded abruptly, and his voice trembled, "What, what's the matter, me,"

The people on the slope were anxious, but they were anxious because they could not see the situation in the valley. When another flash of lightning came on, the people on the slope noticed that several people had fallen in the valley.

"No, it's the Thunder Stone, and the Thunder Stone has remnants of lightning on the outside," someone on the hillside said eagerly. It was the first time they had come to Luohuajian and they didn't know much about Lei Guangshi.

In the group that had come once or twice, a slight sneer crossed the monk's lips. Go directly to the thunder stone with your hands, that is looking for death. If they are not killed or disabled by the remaining thunder and lightning outside the Thunder Stone, the Thunder Stone will also slip from their hands and make wedding clothes for their subordinates in vain.

The heavy rain poured down, but instead of weakening, it became stronger and stronger. There seemed to be an enraged presence in the sky, and thunder and lightning flashed above the heads of the people on the slope, but they were not afraid at all, waiting for the good news from below.

"Du Gongzi, Du Gongzi," a voice shouted from the bottom of the valley, and a group of people began to stir, followed by Du Gongzi and began to give orders, "Come on, put the rope down." ”

Before Du Chengfeng's words fell, someone in the nearby team was keenly aware of the fame among them, and shouted loudly below, "Listen to the people below, whoever is ready to come up will be killed." ”

When Du Chengfeng, who was complacent, heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he yelled, "Who dare? Whoever dares to touch me is the enemy of the whole of Beilang County. ”

Needless to say, Du Chengfeng is a wealthy family from Beilang County.

"Du Gongzi's words are wrong, not to mention the personality of the person who is about to come up, and it is not aimed at your Du family," not far away, a voice said lazily, "There is a way that the dragon does not suppress the head snake, and Qiwu Mountain is on the boundary of our Qingyang County." ”

Before Du Chengfeng could speak, another voice sounded, "Zhang Qi, what do you mean by this?" Do you think that because you have too many people here, you can bully monks from other counties? ”

"That's it, the Thunder Stone is a thing that fell from the sky, and it is not owned by Qingyang County, Zhang Qi, are you planning to be the enemy of all our outsiders?" Someone else stepped forward and asked.