All Heavens Gou Xian

How can I turn a blind eye to such a person in Chentangguan? !You have to find out who he is.

After hesitating, Lord Yanglin stopped and walked towards the north of the city.

"Jie Qi has just left, it is impossible to invade so quickly, I will go for a while, just for a while!"

With a fluke mentality, Lord Yanglin rushed all the way to the north of the city. During the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of September, the stalls in the north of the city were crowded with people. Thousands of people came to Mr. Luo for fortune-telling.

Looking at the sea of ​​people, Lord Yang Lin frowned, trying to figure out a way to squeeze in.Suddenly, a yellow talisman fell from the sky and hit Lord Yanglin.

There was silence all around, and then the crowd of onlookers automatically gave way.

"The one who won the lottery today... is actually Mr. Yanglin from the south of the city?" A spectator in the teahouse was surprised, saying that Mr. Yanglin possessed supernatural powers.I have never been to the north of the city.She doesn't know anything about Mr. Luo's fortune-telling rules.

Under everyone's clamorous explanations, Mr. Yanglin finally understood that Mr. Luo opened the hangup on the ninth day of each month and tested nine people at a time.

Those with the highest price in the first three will get it, those in urgent need of the middle three will get it, and the last three will be given to those who are destined.

Looking at the end of the passage, there are green bamboo walls on all sides, futons all over the room, paintings of Radiant Tianzun on both sides, and the figure of the ancestor of the nuclear explosion hanging high on the seat.In the center of the lobby, there is a majestic fortune teller in a purple electric black robe.Lord Yanglin began to hesitate a little, this Taoist seems to have some supernatural powers, don't just leave now.

"People who are about to die, why come to tell the fortune." Mr. Luo said leisurely

Mr. Yanglin has an arrogant personality and has always been extremely capable of fighting, so he couldn't help but retort: ​​"How do you know I'm going to die!"

Mr. Luo smiled slightly and said: "The so-called number of days is determined by God, and the poor way is just an interpretation."

Lord Yanglin sneered: "Where is that Taiyi Immortal, and which Da Luo Zun is he, who dares to speak nonsense about the number of days, and is not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue."

"Just say yes? What if it's not true?"

Mr. Luo stretched out his hand to ask: "Are you sure, you won't know if you test it?!"

"I dare not say that I have known for 500 years, but I still have three or four hundred years."

Speaking of this, Lord Yanglin was furious, and his competitive spirit was aroused, and he shouted angrily: "The Taoist, what if the calculation is not accurate?"

The fortune teller Luo Xiantian laughed loudly: "It's up to you!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Yang Lin-jun laughed loudly: "If you are not allowed, I will destroy your facade, tear up your signboard, and drive you out of Chentangguan immediately. You are not allowed to confuse people here."

Mr. Luo was calm and calm, and said indifferently: "Then sit down and tell your fortune, I don't know what Lord Yanglin wants to count, what do you want to bet on?!"

Lord Yang Lin thought about it, this Taoist is quite impressive, maybe he has great powers, if he figured out other things, he would be a sure loser.

My Dragon Clan is the God of Water Dragon, who is born to be able to cast clouds and rain, why not ask him about water.

Having made up his mind, Lord Yanglin said loudly: "Listen up, Taoist, let me ask you, Beihuang Daze, when will it rain? What time? What is the number of rain?"

There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing where the North Wilderness Daze was.

Mr. Luo smiled slightly and asked, "But go west to the Northern Wilderness, which is 3000 trillion miles away?"

Lord Yanglin, the water god of Beihuang Daze, was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Of course, that Taoist should not waste time, answer me quickly!"

Mr. Luo looked strange, if Mr. Yanglin asked about other periods, he would have to go through some trouble.But the matter of rivers, lakes, seas and rainwater, hehe...

Mr. Luo pretended to ponder, counted with his fingers, and wrote the conclusion with a pen.

"Tomorrow will be cloudy, when it is ugly, there will be thunder, when it will rain, when it will be rainy, and when it will be rainy, the water will rise by three hundred feet?!"

Lord Yanglin, the water god of the Northern Wilderness, couldn't help laughing. The Northern Wilderness is so vast, it's almost the size of a small world, and the water has risen by three hundred feet, thanks to this Taoist!

"Taoist, you are ready to lose your reputation!" Lord Yanglin roared, and walked away with his hands behind his back, full of satisfaction.

"Sir, he is deceiving people too much! Who can calculate the 3000 trillion miles away accurately." Mr. Daoluo shook his head and smiled angrily, and said with a wave: "Don't worry, don't worry."

Later, in front of Guan Gong's gate, he played a big sword, and in front, there was a black emperor who measured the rain in front of him.

Chapter 44 Then dance and play music

Tidied up the fortune-telling booth, fetched brushes and cinnabar, and added beginnings and endnotes to the thesis written by Mr. Yanglin.

The writing of an order to rain is freshly released. Whether it is the sentence structure or the content, even the most stringent Tiancao in the heaven can't find a single fault.

After touching his sleeves, Mr. Luo's expression froze. He came into the world as the god of thunder, with only the seal of the Ministry of Thunder on his body, but not the seal of the Ministry of Water.

After pondering for a while, Mr. Luo cupped his hands in all directions and asked: "Good people, who has a blank seal for the poor to use."

Everyone shook their heads, and one of the old men said helplessly: "Sir, it's not that we don't help you, it's just that there are stamps with names when you go out, and the blank stamps are probably going to the stamp shop."

No seal... Mr. Luo turned his eyes and suddenly looked at a vegetable farmer.

The vegetable farmer suddenly became nervous, waved his soiled hands, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Luo, I can't even afford paper as a farmer, so how can I get a seal?"

Mr. Luo smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't have a seal, I want to borrow a vegetable from you."

"Borrow vegetables." The vegetable farmer breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo can take whatever he likes, and I will give it to him."

"Thank you." Mr. Luo arched his hands, and then took out a carrot into the vegetable basket.

Clean the soil, pinch off the head and tail, and finally carve numbers on the radish plane with a small knife.

"Snapped!"

When the radish seal was covered, it seemed that the situation was changing, and there was an extra line of characters on the rice paper.

Dongyin is hereby ordered: the gods of the water element are in a hurry like a law!

A stream of water vapor floated up, turned into a cloud and rolled up a piece of rice paper for nine days, and went straight into Qingming.

Everyone exclaimed: "Immortals, there are immortals."

Mr. Luo smiled slightly and pointed to the north: "Look over there."

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

At this moment, a colorful light rose into the sky from Li's mansion in the north of the city, with the fragrance of lotus flowers, which attracted everyone's attention.I only heard a panic coming from Li's residence, someone shouted: "Madam is about to give birth, Madam is about to give birth!"

"Midwife, midwife, prepare hot water quickly, prepare hot water quickly."

Mrs. Chen Tangguan Yin was pregnant for three years, and she was born today.

Everyone was amazed. Looking back, Mr. Luo, who had been fortune-telling in the north of the city for many days, had disappeared without a trace.

A letter from heaven went straight to Qingming, passed through the misty clouds, and landed in the huge incense burner in front of the Shuide Palace.The censer is square and square, sitting in the sky and kun, and storing a rain-prayer document from all heavens and myriad worlds.

There are hundreds of millions of incense burners, and each incense burner symbolizes a realm, but most of the time these incense burners will not receive documents from the lower realm. Generally, the rainfall is caused by the self-circulation of the great realm. Only when there are severe droughts and floods, the water god of the lower realm will write a document to report Tianting Water Department.

There are only a few incense burners in the center, and documents are constantly poured into them as spiritual light, coming and going, very lively.

There are two fairy boys with ball hair counting paperwork and processing documents.

"Well, there are so many documents today."

The green-robed boy with a ball head counted the paperwork, stretched his waist, and complained. Another white-robed boy rolled his eyes: "Look at what you said, there are not many paperwork one day."

"The Yinshang area is the hardest-hit area for witchcraft. Any wizard with a little spiritual response must burn a document, regardless of whether they can pass the review or not."

The green-robed boy chuckled: "These wizards are just fooling mortals, relying on their meager magical powers to cheat some worldly gold and silver, but they don't think that ordinary people are easy to abuse, and heaven is hard to deceive."

As he spoke, the boy in green robe picked up a beautifully decorated document, and criticized: "Look, this document has no beginning, no endnote, and even a decent seal."

"Buddha, Taoism, gods and witches, and the four directions are all irrelevant, and the incense on it is not strong, and I want to pray for rain, tsk tsk tsk."

Picking up a bunch of fake documents and throwing them at the stove on one side, the useless documents were burned and turned into a cloud of black gas, which rushed into the lower realm and deducted the longevity and blessings of the wizards in the lower realm.Writing fake paperwork has the same retribution as reporting a false police report.

The boy in white robe shook his head, took out a bit of spiritual light from the incense burner and turned it into an animal skin document.The boy glanced at the seal talisman, and couldn't help muttering: "Kunlun qi trainer, um, the seal of Yuxu's lineage is qualified."

"The power of the incense is three catties and three pounds, and the rain is sincere, and it will pass."

Stack the animal skin documents on one side, exactly three feet three, the same height as the boy in white robe.

"It's ready." The white-robed boy clapped his hands, picked up the high-level documents, and prepared to walk into the palace.

"Wait a minute." The green-robed boy said with a playful smile, "He Yuyao, help me bring the documents in."

The white-robed boy put down the documents, put his hips on his hips and said solemnly: "He Miaomiao, do your own business!"

"I invite you to eat moon cake!"

"make a deal!

A moment later, the white-robed boy staggered towards the palace with a document several times his height in his arms. Fortunately, Xiantong did not do this kind of thing less, did not let the document collapse, and successfully arrived at a teleportation formation in the palace.Put the documents into the formation, the teleportation formation will bloom with spiritual light, and the talismans will be bright, and the documents will be classified one by one, and then mailed to the water gods of all parties.

"Long distance!!" The trembling voice of the green-robed boy came suddenly.

"What's the matter?" The boy in white robe walked out of the palace with an impatient expression on his face: "He Miaomiao, you...fuck you, my lord!"

In the void, a blue-purple spiritual light carried a document, and it fell on the incense burner, shining divine light, and projecting the mysterious Dao seal.

Write down the name of Emperor Yin of Dongyin in Xie Shuiguan!

Up to the Three Emperors of Water and Yuan, headed by Dongyin, down to the Ministry of Water in Tianting, worshiping the Black Emperor.Although Bai Jin, the Star Lord of Shui De, went to reincarnation, all the gods of the Ministry of Water belonged to the cave.

The white-robed boy didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly delivered the document to Shuide Palace. After a while, the document was approved, and Master Yu personally sent an order to the Northern Wilderness Daze Dragon Palace.

Lord Yanglin was enjoying himself in the Dragon Palace, singing and dancing for a while, it was very lively.

The beautiful clam girl with creamy skin dances lightly. Under the white dress is the sexy curve of the clam girl. In the dragon palace in the water, there is no need to wear shoes. The rows of white thighs are slender and round, making the eyes dazzled.

The pure white jade feet, under the white clothes as thin as cicada's wings, are like shadows.The ankles are round and slender, the ankles are delicate and white, the toes are even and slender, and the lotus steps are lightly moved, forming a beautiful arc, just like high-grade suet jade.

Zaifu Qinggui persuaded, "Mr. Long, the matter of Chentangguan is still undecided, so we still need to make some preparations."

Mr. Yanglin threw himself on the clam girl, and now that his thoughts were interrupted, he immediately cursed angrily: "Let me handle the matter of rainwater, and a mere fortune teller can easily handle it."

"Tomorrow will ruin his reputation!"

Prime Minister Qinggui looked at Lord Yanglin's ferocious gaze, paused for a moment, said nothing, and silently prayed in his heart that tomorrow would really be as Lord Long said.

Interrupted by Prime Minister Green Turtle, the clam girls who were dancing just now stopped.

Lord Yanglin yelled dissatisfiedly: "Don't stop, keep dancing, keep playing music."

Chapter 45 Dragon Slaying Terrace, Please

The Dragon Palace in Beihuang Daze, singing and dancing, is a scene of peace.

The flood is vast, the waters are countless, and the gods of water are immeasurable. Although the area of ​​the Northern Wilderness Daze is no less than that of a small thousand world, it is only an invisible member of the countless rivers, lakes and seas under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Water.

The Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Huai River, and the Yunmeng Daze above the Northern Wilderness Daze are the battlefields where the Golden Immortal and even the Great Luo Tianzun are chasing.

Da Neng doesn't like Beihuang Daze, but it's cheap. With the dragon clan as the background, Lord Yanglin occupies the Beihuang Daze with his celestial Taoism. It's free and easy.

To say that the Tu Emperor is an insult to Lord Yanglin, the real emperor must be restricted, and Lord Yanglin can do whatever he wants in Beihuang Daze.

The clam girls in the Dragon Palace are all one-in-a-million aquatic beauties, and Lord Yanglin has to replace them with a batch every hundred years.In addition, there are countless rare and rare treasures paid by various ethnic groups in Beihuang Daze.

In an environment where no one dared to disobey, Mr. Yanglin was triumphant, dreaming of life and death.

Suddenly, a cry came from above the water area: "The Dragon King of the Northern Wilderness Daze accepts the order."

Lord Yanglin shuddered suddenly, as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a vague premonition in his heart, he looked up and saw that the visitor was dressed solemnly, wearing black jade, and holding the decree of heaven in his hand.

It was Yushi Shuibu, the immediate superior of the Dragon King of the Northern Wilderness Daze, who came to deliver the decree in person, and Lord Yanglin was shocked. Since Haotian ascended the throne, the policy of the heavens has always been to rule by doing nothing, and there are few actions to interfere in the world.

The circulation of water and air, the movement of clouds and the distribution of rain are the self-circulation of heaven and earth. Occasionally, there are abnormalities. The local dragon king also has discretion. At most, he will hand over a booklet to explain the situation afterwards.

This kind of decree from the Heavenly Court, the Rain Master of the Ministry of Water, has only been experienced once in Yanglin Lord's millions of years of dragon god career. Great and small gods work together to capture a demon head of the Golden Immortal rank.

"What is it for again this time?"

Lord Yang Lin was full of doubts in his heart, so he ordered people to set up a table to burn incense, dress up solemnly, and prepare to receive the order.

Master Yu announced the decree: "Order Yanglin Lord to drive away thunder and switch on electricity; in the Ming Dynasty, Yuze will be used to help the Great Wilderness."

"Tomorrow, there will be clouds, when you are ugly, there will be thunder, when it will rain, and when it will be rainy, it will be enough, and the water will rise by three hundred feet. There must be no mistakes, please!"

The number of hours in the decree of the Ministry of Water is exactly the same as Mr. Cheng Beiluo's judgment, it is exactly the same.

Mr. Yanglin almost thought that the decree was written by the fortune teller.

Accepting the decree in a daze, Lord Yanglin's pupils were lost, and he murmured in a low voice: "What should I do, what should I do?"

"There is such a god in the world, who can even calculate the decree of the Ministry of Water clearly?!"

"Do you really want to bow your head to him and admit that you are small?!"

At this moment, the singing and dancing dispersed, and the hall was completely silent, only Chancellor Qinggui had the courage to persuade Long Jun: "Long Jun, since there are such gods and men in the world, it's not a bad idea to make an apology."

Lord Yanglin shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "If it's just my own business, it's fine to apologize."