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Of course, because Lingzhou is humid and rainy, the building form is different. More of them are built with wood and bamboo, which is ventilated and breathable.

But no matter what kind of house it is, under this kind of heavy rain, it is not easy, and the roof leakage and collapse are trivial things.

Even the stoves of many people's homes are flooded, not to mention cooking and making fires, I'm afraid that frogs will grow, it's not an exaggeration!

Wang Zhenling's face was gloomy, and he vaguely felt that this heavy rain was not quite right, and it seemed to have a faint divine power.

But at this time, Yang Fu and other officials in the state pastoral mansion, who had been waiting for Wang Zhenling to come out, hurried over.

"General Wang, you came out just in time, that Lingshui Jun is really rampant!"

Yang Fu's face was blue and very unsightly.

But a few days ago, there was a small official in the state pastor's mansion who dreamed at night, and dreamed that the spirit water king entrusted him with a dream, and asked the little official to tell the state pastor that if he did not resume the sacrifice to him, he would flood the spirit city!

Hearing the report of the little official, Yang Fu certainly didn't think it was just an ordinary dream.

Not to mention that it's starting to rain heavily these days!

A dignified state pastor was actually threatened by a Lingshui Jun, which made Yang Fu's face of course not look good.

But he was for a while, but there was nothing he could do about that Lingshui Jun.

When the news came out, many people along the Lingshui were frightened and resumed their sacrifices to the Lingshui King.

In the past few days, the bedding of the dignified state pastor when he slept had traces of dampness and mold, how not to make Yang Fu not angry?

However, he can only wait for Wang Zhenling to come out!

"It turned out to be this Lingshui Jun, who I said was so rampant! It seems that he really found his own death!"

Although last time, Wang Zhenling had already ordered to cut off the sacrifice of the Spirit Water Monarch.

But then I had to fight and practice again, and then I ran out to relax.

Indeed, for the time being, he had forgotten about the Spirit Water Monarch and went to the Nine Clouds.

If it wasn't touched for a while, Wang Zhenling really couldn't remember this thing.

But this Lingshui Jun is looking for death by himself, and he has to jump in front of Wang Zhenling to show his sense of existence, so he has to be considered unlucky!

"Well, I couldn't think of the trouble with you. If you seek your own death today, you deserve to be unlucky!"

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly felt something, looked up at the sky, and a large dark cloud came.

The huge amount of water vapor was overwhelming, and the rain that had just weakened became heavy again.

Ordinary people couldn't hear it, but Wang Zhenling heard it and roared: "Hurry up and resume my sacrifice, otherwise I will flood the spirit!"

"Look for death!"

Wang Zhenling didn't expect that at this moment, this thing would actually come to his death.

"Fetch my spirit drum!"

Immediately, a guard went over and carried Wang Zhenling's spiritual drum out.

"Knock ......"

There was a loud bang, like thunder.

In the middle of the sky, the clouds were dense, and thunderstorms were about to occur.

However, at this moment, with the sound of the copper drum, it actually triggered the thunder in the sky, so that the thunderstorm really fell.

"Click...... Boom!"

Thunder fell, and heavy rain poured down.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were white, and nothing could be seen clearly, as if the whole world was shrouded in heavy rain.

A divine power wandering in the sky, as if frightened by thunder, slipped into the spiritual water with a thud.

"Count him lucky, he didn't get struck by the thunder......"

Wang Zhenling sneered and said to Yang Fu: "Envoy, it's time for you to go out this time!"

Yang Fu was stunned: "I!"

"You write this Lingshui Monarch's guilt!" Wang Zhenling said.

"But you want to send it to the desk of the Son of Heaven? But ......"

"As a state pastor, what kind of power is in your hands, and you have to deal with a small god in the state, why bother to work for the Son of Heaven?"

It's really because the Son of Heaven is in Xian'an, and now there is no authority, who knows if he will care about this little thing?

And Yang Fu is a state pastor, not a thorn history!

Although the state pastor and the assassin are both the highest governors of a state, the powers of the two positions are very different.

The governor is almost a prince, holding all the power in a state. What can't you do in the state?

It's just that this Yang Fu doesn't have this kind of awareness!

At this time, under the persuasion of Wang Zhenling, Yang Fu quickly wrote an order on the spot, saying, "Is this enough?"

Wang Zhenling smiled: "Of course it's not that simple!"

I feel in my heart that there is no heaven in this world, and there is no need for Qingzhang to fly.

However, with the name of the state pastor, it is enough to mobilize a huge amount of luck and cut off the foundation of this spiritual water monarch.

Thinking of this, with a flick of his hand, the official document that Yang Fu had just written immediately burst into flames.

The luck of the qi in all directions converged, and with a loud bang, a huge flame exploded, shooting out in all directions like a meteor.

"Boom!"

The entire spiritual water seemed to be shaken.

The next moment, in the depths of that spiritual water, a huge whirlpool swirled.

It can be seen that the three hundred miles of spiritual water continuously converge the spiritual energy into this huge whirlpool, and communicate with it to another space.

It has formed a huge water mansion covering an area of several miles, with pieces of mansion buildings, ponds and pavilions, which are magnificent, comparable to princes.

In the middle of the water mansion, there is a whirlpool, constantly sprinkling a little bit of light and aura, supporting the operation of the entire water mansion.

But in this world, the gods don't just rely on humane incense to maintain their power.

They also have the power of the leyline aura they control, and even the humane incense is only a small head.

The true source of this spiritual water monarch's power is the vast water vapor from the three hundred miles of spiritual water, as well as the power of the spiritual vein.

This is also the reason why he cut off his humane incense, but he can still make waves and make it rain heavily for more than ten days near Lingzhong.

At this time, the Spirit Water Monarch had just slipped back to the Water Mansion, and there was still a wave of fear.

"This Wang Zhenling is really domineering, he doesn't go out of the customs, once he gets out of the customs, he actually leads the thunder to hack me.

No wonder Nalie Mountain Jun wanted to oppose Wang Zhenling, it turned out that the spirit drum of the Wuluo clan fell into the hands of Wang Zhenling. ”

was struck by a thunderbolt just now, and this Spirit Water Monarch was terrified.

At this time, he said: "Forget it, forget it, since this Wang Zhenling is back, I won't fight with him!"

Anyway, I don't have the power of incense, and it just makes my strength weaker by three layers.

I don't believe it, can this guy stay in Lingzhou forever?"

Thinking so, the spirit triumphs.

Looking at the spiritual pool around him, there was another heartache.

These days, in order to travel through the clouds and rain, he has consumed countless strengths.

The huge spiritual pool that was originally ten zhang away was full of divine power, but now it was only about one zhang away.

This is his hundreds of years of accumulation as a spiritual water king, and it has been almost consumed in just a few days! ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~