It was pitch black all around, and you couldn't see your five fingers. Only when lightning and thunder were roaring above your head could you see a place about a squad of feet away.

Such a rich yin energy suddenly makes people feel like they are entering the underworld yin.

Chang Jin held the sword and closed his eyes, with the help of the divine seal, and he was not in a hurry to kill He Bo of Runing Mansion. He just stood in the formation in a concentrated manner, allowing the wind, rain, thunder and lightning to rage above his head, quietly sensing the changes in the formation.

In the void, countless true texts condensed to form a special magic array. Under the sensation, he was puzzled that these true texts contained other things.

Is the chaotic aura of the prehistoric world? A name popped up in Chang Jin's mind and then denied it. Although this aura is similar to the chaotic aura, it lacks many of the subtleties.

In the distance of the spiritual consciousness, the dark cloud contained a stream of air, condensed into an invisible undercurrent vortex, which was driving the true grammar array to rotate wildly, forming a subtle balance.

No, Chang Jinxin was in a sensation and was busy retracting his spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, before he could make any moves, his spiritual consciousness was sucked into the undercurrent and instantly to pieces.

"Boom" A ray of lightning as thick as a bowl flashed from the dark clouds, and instantly came over Jin's head as usual. With the rumbling thunder, raindrops as big as beans fell immediately.

Although the power of thunder and rain is powerful, it is not too difficult to break it with Chang Jin's realm. He still chose the simplest method. In an instant, a ray of light pierced through the darkness, and murderous intent rolled up all over the sky. In this light, endless illusory waves rolled in. Wherever he passed, the remaining black clouds, majestic thunder, and raindrops that could invade people's souls were swept away in the sword light.

At the same time, a thunder and rain were trapped into the divine seal.

With one sword, Chang Jin's sword technique is almost like the Tao. An ordinary sword can attract the power of heaven and earth by obtaining the true text of mountains and rivers.

The power it bursts out is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

"How could this happen?" Seeing that his attack failed, Wu Jiang couldn't help but scream. Following the move of the hand gesture, four or five thunders fell at the same time.

In the dark space, the dazzling lightning shone into the daylight in an instant.

As soon as the thunder and rain entered the Nirvana Palace, Chang Jin felt that there was an indescribable vast power hidden inside, which turned into pieces. After analysis by the divine seal, it condensed slightly to form a complete true text.

"It turns out that everything changes will never leave the sect. I should have thought of it as the yin and yang energy." Chang Jin showed a little joy on his face.

The anode produces yin, the anode produces yang, and yin and yang meet, and there are also thunderstorms. I didn’t expect that the rules of heaven and earth for wind and rain are the two qi of yin and yang.

The intersection of hot and cold forms wind and rain, which is a natural common sense that middle school students know on earth. When they arrive in this world, they forget everything. It is really inappropriate.

When thinking about the yin and yang energy, Chang Jin was a little dazed again.

Since the fall of Emperor Tian’s throne a thousand years ago and the Taoist temple has made great contributions to the gods, the strength of the water vein gods has been greatly reduced, and they have long lost the ability to travel wind and rain.

Even without the intervention of gods, the yin and yang energy can also form clouds and rain on its own. This should be the role of the rules of heaven and earth.

So, if the water vein gods could carry wind and rain thousands of years ago, was it up to the Emperor of Heaven or the imperial talisman itself that could control the yin and yang energy?

He thought to himself, but his hands were not slow. Seeing several thunders falling from his head, the sword swung out again, and the top of his head seemed to be a mountain covering, completely blocking the thunder.

Chang Jin remembered that he had read some legends in his previous life that the gods on land had to pray to the heavenly court when they were in wind and rain, such as why did some rain fall in a certain place? Only when the Emperor of Heaven received the response would he send the gods in heaven to the earth to rain.

If the people in a certain place suffer from their virtues and annoy the Emperor of Heaven, they will be fined for three years of severe drought.

I don’t know if similar legends are the same in this world. If so, then the Emperor of Heaven himself should be able to control the yin and yang energy.

After thinking about it carefully, Chang Jin felt that the legend should not be fully believed. Take the Dayan Dynasty as an example. There are several river gods in each river. There are hundreds of rivers in the world and thousands of gods. If each god had to pray to the Emperor of Heaven when he was in the wind and rain, the Emperor of Heaven could not do anything else, just dealing with the wind and rain.

It should be that the gods themselves understand the laws of water veins and have the ability to move wind and rain, which is more reasonable and has no direct connection with the Emperor of Heaven.

As for the various laws of water veins, they are based on the spiritual power of true water. When I think of this, I would like to say an answer?

The law of wind and rain that has been erased in the imperial edict must be related to the spiritual power of true water and is used to control the yin and yang energy.

Concentrating on the senses, the rain was filled with rich real water spiritual power. I was too familiar with this and only thought it was used by He Bo to maintain the magic circle, so I ignored it.

Thinking of this, Chang Jin suddenly realized his thoughts. At this time, the divine seal had condensed four true texts, and the magic array was no longer blocked, and all the rules appeared in front of him.

Fearing that he would stay inside for a long time, everyone on the shore was anxious. Chang Jin immediately released his spiritual sense and found the place where He Bo hid in Runing Mansion. He stepped out in one step, walked through layers of rain and fog, and appeared in the other space.

The next moment, the sword light carried the mountains and rivers and erupted, and the boundless murderous intent penetrated the clouds and mist and directly stabbed Wu Hai's soul.

"How..." Wu Hai thought of escaping at the first moment of feeling the danger. But before he could take a step, he found that he was being held on the spot.

"Not good..." He was frightened and hurriedly opened his mouth, and a heavy stream of Xuanyin water spewed out, forming a wide river in front of him, with waves rolling, trying to stop the other party's progress.

It had no effect, and the sword light slashed past, and had already passed through the river, still slashing down his neck.

"Kill" Wu Hai's long sword magic weapon was finally swung out, and the talisman carved on it flashed, and the green true texts visible to the naked eye burst out, layer by layer, blocking them in front of him, forming a barrier vortex, shattering the sword light.

Wu Hai followed and retreated and disappeared back into the fog.

"This man saw through the magic circle," Wu Hai held the long sword in his hand, shocked and scared. The attack just now made the long sword in his hand greatly damaged, and it was considered to be useless.

"There is a problem with the Hebo of Runing Mansion. I will quickly notify all the brothers and brothers to come." At this moment, a Taoist stared at the jade plaque in the tower of Cunzhen Dao and said anxiously.

"Yes," another Taoist responded, and his figure disappeared from the cushion.

The Hebo of Runing Mansion was originally a decree of the True Way, and the fortunes were connected. At this moment, Hebo was deeply in danger, and there was also a sense in the Tower of the True Way to Heaven.

"What's going on?" During several breaths, the Taoist Master Zhongzhi of Cunzhen Taoism led everyone to the tower.

"The head of the Taoist," the Taoist hurriedly reported: "The luck in the Tongtian Tower was different before. I have looked at it with a secret method and found that there was a problem with the luck above the Hebo Temple in Runing Mansion. Please read it..."

As he said that, he activated a jade plaque with the name of He Bo in the tower. The real text flashed on it, and a brilliant and tall temple immediately appeared.

The Taoists could see clearly that the luck above the Hebo Temple was swaying, but they could barely suppress the evil spirit.

"All my brothers and sisters help us, let's quickly find out the reason." Seeing this situation, the Taoist Zhongzhi decisively issued an order.

The Hebo of Runing Mansion is one of the major gods granted by the Taoist court, and is closely linked to the fortune of the true Tao. If there is a problem with him, it will have a great impact on the fortune of the true Tao.

It doesn't matter normally, but now in the overall situation of fighting for the dragon, any loss may cause the whole body.

The Taoists did not dare to hesitate at all. After receiving the order, they all used their skills to inspire their own luck and the Taoist rhyme flowing in the tower.

Suddenly a water mirror appeared in the tower, and the head of Zhongzhi grabbed the jade tablet and threw it into it.

Soon, Wu Hai's actions in recent days all came to everyone. From the moment he heard that his son was in danger and led the sailors to set off, his luck above the temple began to decline.

They could see clearly in the water mirror that a trace of resentment had entangled Wu Hai's luck and constantly interfered with his spiritual judgment.

Every time you get close to Shayang County, your luck will decline a lot.

The water mirror manifested until it was revealed, and then it broke in a bang the next moment, without a trace.

Even so, let Cunzhendao and others guess the matter.

"There has been a problem with the marriage of the river god in Shayang County. Someone deceived the secrets of heaven. Did other Taoist courts intervene?" Taoist Zhongyun, who was standing beside him, spoke urgently.

"Hmph, I didn't even talk about the rules at all. I was plotting against the head of Cunzhendao. The head of the sect asked me to immediately lead the two junior brothers to check and see which Taoist ancestral court ignored the feelings of his fellow disciples and secretly used methods to cut off the foundation of our sect."

"Okay," the head of the sect nodded, "Junior brother, be careful of everything. When encountering situations, contact the sect in time."

Knowing that the matter was urgent, Taoist Zhongyun didn't say much, but just nodded, called the two junior brothers and left quickly.

"Which Taoist priest are you? I am the righteous god enfeoffed by Cun Zhendao. Are you not afraid of being beaten by humanity for no reason?" Wu Hai was extremely embarrassed at this moment, staring at the scholar in front of him and asked. He asked in his mouth, and he secretly complained in his heart. In this situation, Cun Zhendao should have known about it, and he just hopes to delay the time and wait for them to help.

"You still have the face to mention the backlash of humanity. The god of Xishahe River does something wrong and causes resentment. Why aren't you afraid of the backlash of humanity? You help the evildoer to abuse. I kill you today to eliminate harm for humanity!" Chang Jin looked at the other party and sneered. The other party said this, afraid that he thought he did not understand the fortune of god.

If He Bo had not given the gift to him with the incense and thought power, the river god here would have been backfired by humanity and fell from the altar, so he would not have lived to this day. However, for this, the two gods were connected, and He Bo had long been plagued by resentment. However, his incense and thought power was wide, so he would not be disgusted with resentment.

Now that luck has gone, resentment cannot be suppressed and gradually emerges.

Even if such a god is killed for no reason, he will be able to bear the humanistic backlash. What's more, now he has taken over the righteousness and killing He Bo, how many resentments will he have?

"Do you, a Taoist, really never die? There are more than one million people on both sides of the Runing Mansion section of Dushui, all of whom are believers of this god. If the god tells the people with three prayers and asks them to provide incense and mind, you can destroy both body and spirit!"

"You have such great ability, why not try it? How many people are praying for you?" Chang Jin replied disdainfully. The humanitarian order of the Runing Mansion is now collapsed. Even if the virtuous righteous god prays to the humanitarian, he may not be able to borrow much incense and thought power, let alone He Bo, who is filled with resentment.
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