Chapter 367

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"Where are you going?"

Xu Chen watched the boat swaying and asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The little maid said: "Go back and let you write a few more books, I spent all the money to buy this house, even if the palace rewarded a lot of things, but after calculating last night, it was still a few thousand taels of silver from the fourth master." ā€

Xu Chen said helplessly: "Don't be in a hurry, right?"

The little maid laughed and said, "I'm playing with you, hurry up and say, where to go at this time." ā€

Xu Chen said: "Feel free to paddle at will." ā€

Small boats wander freely in the lotus fields.

Xu Chen untied the package beside him, took out the small iron can, carefully touched the deep straight lines on it, and found that he really did not have the ability of his senior brother.

He casually threw the small tin can into the lake.

These days, the senior brother has made a total of more than 30 small iron cans, and now he is still doing them in the back mountains, and as long as he has time, he will continue to supply energy.

The small iron kettle was stuffed with enough weight of broken iron filings, and the power increased during the test, and it was thrown into the lake water to ensure that it would not float.

The more troublesome thing is the fire charm in the small iron can.

Although Xu Chen's spiritual power was much stronger and more abundant than that of ordinary cultivators, more than thirty consecutive runes with the fullest rune paper still made him feel a little hard.

The little maid shook the oars.

He leaned on the bow of the boat, and from time to time threw the small tin can into the lake, ignoring the startled fish on the lotus leaves.

The boat swam around at will, and he threw it at will, which seemed to be pleasant and natural, but in fact he remembered the location where he threw the small iron kettle into the lake.

Between the boats and lotuses, the green leaves and fields.

The lake is bursting, puffing, crisp and good-sounding.

It's like every now and then a frog jumping from a boat into the lake.

When the boat sailed out of the lotus field, the small iron kettle had all sunk into the lake, and the sky was already covered by rain clouds, and I don't know if it was twilight or when.

Xu Chen stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the shore of the lake that was getting closer and closer, the Yanming Mountain on the shore was a little steep, but not high, squinted his eyes, and the lake breeze that was much cooler than yesterday was blowing on his cheeks, which was very comfortable.

The boat reached the south shore, the two landed in the forest, pulled grass all the way and walked on the road, and finally walked on the peak of Yanming Mountain, the peak is not high, but can overlook the lake.

Xu Chen looked at the courtyard on the north shore of the lake, looking at the lines that loomed between the eaves of the flowers and trees, and confirmed that there was no deviation.

"If God can give me enough time to connect this lake and mountain with the Amazing Array, then I believe I can kill whoever I want here. ā€

Just as he said this, it seemed that God could no longer tolerate his arrogance and arrogance, and a bright light suddenly flashed in the depths of the dense rain clouds in the sky, and then there was a rumbling thunder.

The torrential rain fell without warning, instantly turning into countless water curtains, enveloping the entire capital, and Yanming Lake and Yanming Mountain were silent in the rain.

At the moment when the lightning and thunder roared, the little maid opened the big black umbrella as fast as she could.

Xu Chen looked up at the black umbrella and said, "It's easy to be hacked to death when you hit an umbrella during a thunderstorm." ā€

The little maid said, "You said it when you were a child, but we were not chopped to death. ā€

Xu Chen sighed and said: "It's really a very magical world, then close your eyes and feel it." ā€

Heavy rain is like a note.

Thunder and lightning.

The little maid stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the uneasy water, closed her eyes, and clutched the handle of the big black umbrella.

I don't know how long it took. Xu Chen asked with a solemn expression, "How do you feel?"

The little maid opened her eyes, and the brightness in them was better than the lightning in the rain clouds.

"I can feel everything. ā€

The little maid is a little maid.

The little maid is not an ordinary little maid.

She has an amazing memory, and from the moment she began to count, she can easily remember all the numbers she has seen, which can be collectively testified by the soldiers and civilians of Weicheng.

She is very intelligent, which can be attested to by Chen Pipi, who has walked out of Lao Bizhai several times, and Chen Pipi is a genius who has been jointly certified by the Old Heavenly Daomen and the Capital Academy.

The reason why the little maid often seems a little clumsy or even dull is not that her brain is really bad, in Xu Chen's words, she is just a little lazy and too lazy to think about many things.

Xu Chen knows better than anyone else in this world about the special features of the little maid, such as her intelligence and her unique abilities, but in the past ten years, he has not thought about it at all, let alone touched these differences in the little maid.

It was an instinctive choice.

Because he couldn't figure it out, and she seemed to be hiding some secrets, he was a little faintly afraid.

It wasn't until the Great Priest of Light escaped from the Western Jin Dynasty and came to the capital city that he accepted the little maid as an apprentice, and the little maid became the best candidate for the next Great Priest of Bright in the Western Jin Dynasty, Xu Chen understood that this was the trace of fate imprinted on the little maid, and this was her chance back then.

Fate and secrets have appeared in front of him, so he is no longer afraid, he can only admit and accept, in the past six months, Xu Chen no longer dodge, but began to cultivate training or explore the potential of the little maid in cultivation.

Today, there is a thunderstorm on the shore of Yanming Lake.

The little maid stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the peak, holding a big black umbrella, and said that she felt everything.

When a practitioner first realizes it, the range of heaven and earth vitality that he can feel represents the cultivator's qualifications, and it can even predict how far he will be able to go to the path of cultivation in the future.

Some cultivators can feel a pond, some cultivators can feel a lake, as powerful as the Sword Saint Liu Bai when he realizes the Dao, he feels a big river.

What Xu Chen felt was a warm ocean, but he never told anyone about this, in fact, all kinds of stories on the way to practice later proved that his feelings seemed to be a little biased.

The little maid said at this time that she sensed everything, which did not mean that she was stronger than Liu Bai, but that it meant something else, and only Xu Chen and her could understand the meaning.

"You're going to try it now?"

The little maid handed him the big black umbrella.

Xu Chen took the big black umbrella, and the palm of his hand and the handle of the umbrella were full of rain.

The spiritual power slowly released Zhihai, crossed into the handle of the big black umbrella through the palm of his hand, and then quietly covered the oily umbrella surface of the big black umbrella, passed through the majestic rainstorm, and spread towards the Yanming Lake under the cliff.

Xu Chen also felt a lot.

He felt the jumping and uneasy boiling lake hit by the rainstorm, he felt the lotus leaves crackling in the lotus field and the uneasy drum-like faces, he felt the frightened frogs under the lotus leaves, and he felt the small iron cans like stones in the depths of the lake.

Xu Chen looked up at the sky, the black umbrella leaned back, and the torrential rain suddenly wet his body.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled and squeezed, and after the black clouds were black clouds, countless rains poured down from the layers of black clouds, looking like countless old black snakes were biting wildly.

Suddenly, without warning, a bolt of lightning that was extremely thick and straight pierced the entire sky from the northwest over the capital city, instantly tearing through the rolling rain clouds.

The thunder came later, exploding over Yanming Lake.

Rumble!

I don't know if it was the power of thunder and lightning, or if something else happened, the water of Yanming Lake suddenly fluctuated, the water splashed everywhere, and the lotus branches shook violently, as if they would break at any time.

Xu Chen looked down at the water surface of the lake that was surging like a fountain, looked at the waves and stumps that gradually dispersed towards the shore of the lake, and suddenly said, "Yes." ā€

The little maid wiped the rain from her face and did not speak.

After that terrifying lightning, the sky seemed to officially begin to be angry, and one lightning bolt after another came, turning the capital city, which had been pressed to pitch black by black clouds, pale from time to time, and the dull thunder did not stop at all, and exploded continuously, not giving the people in the city the slightest respite.

In the midst of the violent thunder, Xu Chen held a black umbrella, looked at the north shore of Yanming Lake, and said something, but because the thunder was too loud and the rainstorm was too wild, only he could hear it.

He pointed to the courtyard on the north shore and said, "Start in the courtyard." ā€

He pointed to the shaky lake and said, "Continue in the lake." ā€

Then he looked at the little maid, and then at the peak of the Yanming Mountain at his feet, and said, "End here." ā€

The little maid took the big black umbrella from his hand and said, "You can't let him go up the mountain." ā€

Xu Chen was silent for a moment and then said: "I'll try my best, if there is still no way to kill him in the lake and prevent him from going up the mountain, then I'll go down the mountain." ā€

The little maid said, "What should I do if you go down the mountain?"

Xu Chen said: "You are watching me from the mountain. ā€

The little maid said, "I can help you." ā€

"You can definitely help me, but that was before I went down the mountain, and I believe that there will definitely be a lot of people coming to see that day, such as senior brother, so you are safe. ā€

After Xu Chen said this, he walked down the mountain.

The torrential rain in midsummer came rough and abruptly, and it went neatly, without the slightest reluctance, and when Xu Chen and the little maid walked to the shore of the lake at the foot of the mountain, the rain stopped.

The rain rests, and the boat returns.

Xu Chen picked up the boat with one hand and dumped the rainwater accumulated in the cabin.

The boat roamed again on the calm Yanming Lake.

After a rainstorm, the air on the lake becomes extremely clean and fresh, and the summer heat is swept away, and the lake breeze fills the lake with the slightly sweet smell of broken green branches.

The boat sailed into a corner of the lotus field.

Here the lotus branches are broken, the lotus flowers are broken, and the lake water is turbid, and it looks very miserable.

The thunder and lightning on the heavenly dome, no matter how powerful it is, cannot cause such a picture.

On the lotus leaves floating on the lake, some traces of iron slag can be faintly seen.

Xu Chen looked at the broken lotus branches in the lake, and said with a smile: "Keep the residual lotus...... Listen to the thunder. ā€