Chapter Seventy-Four: Praying for Clouds and Rain

Jin Buchou, who had already raised his feet to leave, and the few people who were looking at him as the horse's head, hurriedly turned around after hearing Yu Qingwu's words. Jin Buchou raised one eyebrow, looked at Yu Qingwu with a disdainful face, and said, "Dude, this is not a trivial matter, are you sure you can handle it?"

In Jin Buchou's opinion, Yu Qingwu is certainly higher than his own cultivation and strength, but there is a limit to his strength, isn't it? Now that Qingyuan Town is making trouble, he doesn't even know what kind of monster it is, so he stayed so rashly, who can guarantee that it is himself and others who will eliminate the demons, not the monsters who have eaten his own people?

"I hope the young man will save us!"

Before Yu Qingwu could reply, dozens of men, women and children in Qingyuan Ancient Town knelt down in front of Yu Qingwu under the leadership of the old man with a cane. Hearing the conversation between Yu Qingwu and Jin Buchou just now, they had already determined that none of the ten people who came today were mortals, otherwise how could they say that there was a demon in the ancient well?

Nine years ago, the Immortal Mountain Dao Leader passed here, how they hoped that the Dao Leader could help these mortals who were powerless, but that Dao Chief's own strength was limited, and he couldn't get rid of the demons, and they couldn't force it. At this time, they heard Yu Qingwu say that they could deal with that monster, where could they 'let go' Yu Qingwu?

"Everyone, please get up!"

Seeing these simple villagers kneeling down in front of him, Yu Qingwu hurriedly stepped forward to help them up one by one, and said: "Xiao Ke will definitely find out the demon at the bottom of the well and pay off a bright person in Yuan Town, you don't need to make such a big gift!"

"Don't worry, ten of us are all from Kunlun Mountain, and we are the same as the Taoist chief who passed through here nine years ago, and that senior brother couldn't calm the source of the disaster back then, and now that we are here, how can we stand idly by?" Zilu also stepped forward and said.

"Yes, yes!"

The three of Zhenzhen, Yan Mingzi, and Tianmingzi also nodded and responded: "Everything is wrapped up in us!"

This is the first time they have gone out of the mountain to experience, and it is also the first time to fight head-on with monsters, although there is no confidence in their hearts, but the so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, how can they know that the enemy cannot be defeated without a fight?

Seeing the appearance of the eleventh group of people sharpening their knives, the few people on Jin Buchou's side couldn't help but look at Jin Buchou, and said: "Brother Jin, why don't we stay too, the ten of us are still afraid that a little monster will not succeed?" Besides, didn't Senior Brother Fuyao say that he could deal with it, it is estimated that the monster has come out, so let's just observe it on the side!"

Jin Buchou shook his head helplessly, and did not answer the words of the team members, but went straight to Yu Qingwu's side, with a serious face, and said in a low voice: "Ah Shu, you have never been a kind person, why are you taking risks for these irrelevant people today?"

Although he and Yu Qingwu did not get along day and night, they also knew each other as children, not to mention that he knew Yu Qingwu well, at least he still knew some of Yu Qingwu's personalities, plus he had heard that when Yu Qingwu was more than six years old, he once served the rudder of a gang in the border of Yuzhou! There were at least dozens of people in the rudder of a gang, and Yu Qingwu could slash dozens of people when he was a child, which shows that Yu Qingwu has nothing to do with the word 'kindness'!

Hearing Jin Buchou's words, Yu Qingwu shook his head and smiled, and said: "I am indeed not a good person, but I am not a great evil person, and it is not my style to not save when I see death." In his heart, he knew that Daojin would persuade himself not to make such a mess if he didn't worry about taking himself as a friend, but as he himself said, although he was not a good person, he was not an evil person, and he used to slash dozens of hundreds of people in order to save more people!

"But ......"

"That's it!"

Jin Buchou wanted to say something, but Yu Qingwu interrupted directly, and he said to the people of Qingyuan Town who were full of excitement: "Can you help Xiao Ke carry a long table?"

"Good, good!"

Although I don't know what the use of Yu Qingwu asking for a long table is, these mortals who are full of hope have already entrusted their lives to Yu Qingwu, and immediately a few young people entered a stone house, and from it they carried out a table that could be eight feet long and four feet wide, and placed it in front of Yu Qingwu.

Yu Qingwu walked around the long table, and then used a magic technique, grabbed a large ball of dry soil from outside the formation, and then flashed back to the long table, his behavior was tantamount to an immortal act in the eyes of everyone in Qingyuan Town, which made them even more convinced that Yu Qingwu would definitely be able to solve the problem of Qingyuan Town.

"Senior Brother Fuyao, what are you doing?"

At this time, Yu Qingwu was kneading a large handful of dry soil with his mana, and the dry soil that was originally difficult to condense seemed to have become a mass of wet soil in his hands, constantly changing shape.

"Be an idol. ”

Yu Qingwu said as he continued to pinch the soil ball in his hand. In a few breaths, the dry soil that had been scattered in his hands had been fixed into three earth sculptures by his mana. On closer inspection, one could vaguely distinguish that it was one of two, a middle-aged man and a young man.

"Sanqing Statue?" Zixu, Jin Buchou and the others saw at a glance who the statue Yu Qingwu was pinching, they were all Kunlun disciples, how could they not know Sanqing Tianzun? However, they couldn't think of what Yu Qingwu was used for making the Sanqing Statue.

Yu Qingwu placed the statue of Sanqing on the table, and then patted the storage bag on his waist, and two things flew out of it, but they were two candles that were only three inches long, and then a small stove and a pinch of incense flew out of his storage bag.

After setting up the incense burner and candles, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the two candles immediately floated on a flame and lit themselves. He took a pinch of incense and lit it on the candle, inserted it on the incense burner, and then turned his right hand into a sword finger, chanting a mantra in a low voice, and drawing a talisman in front of the statue of the Three Qing Gods.

The fingers moved at will, the force came from the heart, and the trajectory of his sword fingers was clear and distinct, condensed into a rune in front of the Sanqing Statue, and then in his light click, the rune sank into the Sanqing Statue with a bang.

"What are you doing?" Zixu, Jin Buchou and the other nine people couldn't understand what Yu Qingwu was doing, and it was even more impossible for those mortals in Qingyuan Town to know the Dao.

Airplanes......

After the runes fused into the statue of the Three Qings, the idol of the originally dead thing seemed to come to life, and bursts of light emanated from within. Yu Qingwu did not stop, he held the sword finger in each hand, and danced in front of the long table, while at the same time chanting inexplicable and obscure incantations in his mouth.

His movements are sometimes soft and sometimes heavy, the sword points sometimes to the sky and sometimes to the ground, at first glance it seems to be a random beat, but if you look closely, you can find that every one of his movements is extremely harmonious, as if it is a kind of rule and truth!

Whining......

Suddenly, the night sky, which had been completely darkened, became even darker, and the whining wind came and went, getting louder and louder, making this area that should have been hot and dry appear a little cool.

"I know!"

At this time, Jin Buchou pointed to Yu Qingwu, who was dancing according to a certain rule, and said, "He is praying for clouds and rain!"

"Pray for clouds and pray for rain?" Zilu frowned slightly and then his eyebrows relaxed, and he explained to everyone: "Praying for clouds and praying for rain is a kind of technique for calling for wind and rain, what we usually call for wind and rain can only rain in a small area, but praying for clouds and praying for rain can rain in a large area, but its casting process is far more complicated than simply calling for wind and rain." After a pause, he pointed to Yu Qingwu, who was still dancing, and said: "With the skill of Fuyao, if you use the technique of calling the wind and calling the rain, you can at most rain in the square circle, but if you use the clouds to pray for rain, you can rain in the radius of a hundred zhang!"

"Why haven't I heard of such a spell?" Muttered Zhenzhen.

"No, it's normal that I haven't heard of it. Jin Buchou put his hands behind his back, put on a master's appearance, and said: "Although praying for clouds and praying for rain is not a unique secret technique, it is an advanced form of the most pure Tiangang Thirty-six Methods, and you are not elders or palace masters' disciples, so naturally you have no chance to observe the pure Tiangang Thirty-six Methods!"

On Kunlun Mountain, most of the many disciples learn some more popular spells, and only those disciples who enter the room can learn the complete Tiangang Thirty-six Methods. Of course, if an ordinary disciple has reached a certain level of cultivation, he can also learn the complete Tiangang spell. Among the ten people here, only Jin Buchou and Zilu are disciples who have entered the room, and the rest of the people, except for the special case of Yu Qingwu, are all ordinary disciples, so naturally they have no chance to get the Tiangang spell.

Hearing Jin Buchou's words, several people immediately laughed bitterly, and secretly sighed why they didn't become a disciple in the room!

Thundered!

At this time, a bright light suddenly flashed in the dim night sky, and then a loud rumbling sound rang out. After a thunderclap, thunder appeared one after another, the temperature became lower and lower, and the old and frail old people had been helped into the house, but even so, they were all looking at the night sky with excitement.

How many years, how many years have there been no thunder or rain, and now there are signs of rain, how can they not be excited?

Syllable...... Bang Bang ...... Bang Bang Bang ......

The thunder sounded more than a dozen times, and then a little drop of water fell from the air, and slowly, the rain became heavier and heavier, and finally became a torrential rain, which watered the land that had been dry for several years, and gave the land a glimmer of vitality again.

"It's raining! it's raining!"

"Oh my God, have you finally opened your eyes?"

"Go bigger, go bigger!"

One by one, the villagers rushed out of the house, standing in the pouring rain and letting the rain pour from head to toe, but the excitement on their faces became stronger and stronger. They screamed and wept in the rain, and then laughed loudly. This rain came at a timely time, it was a life-saving rain! Is there anything more exciting than water for mortals who have endured years of thirst and drought?

At this time, Yu Qingwu had stopped doing things, Zixu, Jin Buchou and other nine people all held up a light mask outside the body to block the rain, but he was wet with the heavy rain like those mortals, and his face looked extremely pale in the night rain, but when he saw the happy appearance of those mortals, he couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that if he is happy, he will be happy, but at this time, his mood is changing, as if he has invisibly touched a film, a film that blocks his progress.