Fang Jian called for a while, but there was still no response from the Earth God. With his cultivation, he certainly knew that the Earth God was in the monastery, but if people ignore you, Fang Jian would not be able to forcefully break into their monastery, otherwise he would What is the difference from Hua Ling'er's behavior back then?
Because he had absorbed his magic power, Fang Jian did not have any magic power to protect his body at the moment, causing the heavy rain to soak all his clothes.
But even though there was no body-protecting fairy light, only his clothes were affected, and it had no effect on his 'impeccable golden body' body.
Although from the outside he looked like he was dripping with rainwater from head to toe, if you look closely, you can see that his hair was not messy at all, and no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not mess up his hairstyle.
Thunder flashed in the dark night sky, and bolts of lightning crashed down from time to time with the sound of thunder. The lightning illuminated the night sky brilliantly white, but soon fell into darkness again.
Fang Jian wiped the rain off his face, turned around and walked towards the thatched cottage, thinking that he might as well squeeze in with the third prince tonight.
'呲拉'
A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and a thunderbolt as thick as an arm suddenly pierced the thick clouds, hitting Fang Jian with a 'click' sound.
'Boom'
This lightning struck directly on Fang Jian, but the power of the lightning was quickly absorbed by the Zichen Thunder Spirit Treasure Tree in Fang Jian's Niwan Palace, without causing any impact on Fang Jian.
But Fang Jian was very unhappy. He raised his head and pointed at the dark clouds in the sky and cursed: "Are you blind?"
High in the sky, Thunder God, who was thundering, suddenly raised his head and said to Rain Master and Lightning Mother not far away: "I seem to have hit someone."
It is very normal for thunder to strike people. Those who do a lot of evil in the world and have heavy karma are themselves walking "lightning rods". If you still go out and run around when it rains and thunders, who will you hit if the thunder doesn't strike?
However, the thunder that falls on the human world is not very powerful. It is not the thunder used by heaven for execution. If the thunder used by heaven for execution falls on the human world, it will be a catastrophe at least.
The thunder struck by Lei Gong Xingfeng and Xingyu is specially designed for human beings. The power it strikes on mortals is calculated based on the sins and karma of mortals.
The greater the crime and the heavier the karma of a mortal, the stronger the thunder will be. The strongest level is to kill you, and your soul will be captured by ghosts and taken to the underworld for trial.
"Are you dead?" As Mother Dian spoke, her hands struck another bolt of lightning.
Xingyu Lei Gong glanced at the human world and said: "It seems that he is not dead... Huh? He scolded me!" After saying that, Xingyu Lei Gong was furious: "How bold, I didn't kill you to count as half of your life's merit, but you actually You still dare to insult the gods. If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know my spiritual response!”
After saying that, Xingyu Lei Gong turned his thunder method and pointed downwards, and a thunder struck down again.
Fang Jian, who had just finished scolding, was about to enter the thatched cottage when suddenly another thunderbolt fell from behind and hit him directly.
Although the power of the sky thunder was still absorbed by the Zichen Lei Lingbao tree, Fang Jian was really angry now. He turned around and shouted to the sky: "Who can beat the rain and thunder? Are you brave enough to stand up?!"
"He's not dead yet! He's still scolding!" Xingyu Lei Gong was furious, and then said to Dian Mu: "Fellow Taoist, please strike a lightning bolt and take a photo, let me see who this person is."
"Okay." Lightning Mother nodded in agreement, and then used her divine light to strike a bolt of lightning towards the place where Xingyu Lei Gong thundered just now.
There was just a "squeak" sound, and the electric light instantly illuminated the entire Daliuzhuang, and at the same time, Fang Jian was clearly illuminated.
"That's..." Dian Mu's eyes widened, then she lightly covered her red lips and said, "That seems to be Master Hongqing."
Xingyu Lei Gong was also shocked. He also recognized Fang Jian, but he quickly realized it and said: "Maybe it's just that they look similar. You think it is, fellow Taoist Master Yu... Huh? Where's fellow Taoist Rain Master?" ?”
Thunder God and Lightning Mother looked in the direction where Rain Master was just now, but saw that Rain Master had already flown hundreds of miles away and continued to rain, as if he didn't know them at all.
Dian Mu quietly stuck out her tongue, and then said to Xing Yulei Gong: "I went to lightning over there."
After saying that, the Lightning Mother was covered with fairy light and flew to the side of the Rain Master.
Xingyu Lei Gong stood alone in the dark clouds, not knowing for a moment whether to apologize to Fang Jian or continue to thunder, pretending that everything was a misunderstanding. ． ．
However, Xingyu Lei Gong was not embarrassed for long, because he found that Fang Jian had no intention of coming to the sky, but after staring at the sky for a long time, he turned around and entered the thatched cottage.
"Huh!" Xingyu Lei Gong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he no longer dared to be careless when he thundered next.
Fang Jian, who had been struck by lightning twice, went into the thatched hut in a depressed mood, but not long after, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from outside the thatched hut.
"Huh? Where is the person?" A middle-aged man's voice came in from outside the thatched cottage.
Then an old voice said: "Maybe in the thatched cottage."
The middle-aged man said: "The horses are all gone."
"The horses are also in the thatched cottage." Fang Jian said, because he had already heard that one of the people who came was the voice of the village leader.
"..." There was a silence outside the thatched hut. After a moment, Fang Jian heard the middle-aged man say: "Hey, it's really in the thatched hut. This horse is really smart. It knows how to take shelter when it rains."
"Master Fang? Master Fang?" Cun Zheng called outside.
Fang Jian walked out of the thatched cottage again, and then an umbrella was held over his head. A dim firelight shone on Fang Jian's face, and Fang Jian could clearly see the two people in front of him.
One is the village leader of Daliuzhuang, and the other is a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, whom Fang Jian has never seen before.
But judging from his appearance, he should be Muramasa's son.
"Old man, why are you here?" Fang Jian asked.
Muramasa said: "It's raining heavily tonight, and I'm worried that your thatched cottage won't be able to cover you, so I came to see you. Fortunately, I'm here, Mr. Fang. This thatched cottage will protect this horse from the rain. You can stay at my house." .”
"Thank you for your concern, father-in-law, but this is so embarrassing." Fang Jian said with a smile.
Muramasa said: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Let's go quickly. It's not good to catch a cold."
Fang Jian looked at Muramasa's firm eyes and stopped refusing. After greeting the third prince, he followed Muramasa and his son to his house.
After all, he was a simple villager. After Fang Jian returned home, Cunzheng didn't say much. He directly asked his son to make a hut for Fang Jian, put bedding on it, and then invited Fang Jian to live in it.
"It's getting late. Master, please rest early. There are my son's clothes on the bedside. If you don't mind, please take off your clothes and wear my son's clothes temporarily." Muramasa said, holding an oil lamp in his hand.
Fang Jian looked at the pile of clothes on the bedside, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, father-in-law."
Muramasa shook his head, then closed the door and turned back to the house.
Fang Jian glanced at the clothes on the bedside, smiled faintly, and then raised his hand to shine a fairy light, and the clothes became as new as ever.
Then Fang Jian took off his round-neck robe and put on the coarse linen clothes. Then he lay down on the hardwood bed and closed his eyes.
A night of silence. ． ．
At dawn, the rain finally stopped. Fang Jian opened his eyes, stood up and sat cross-legged on the bed. He could already see the bright sky outside through the window.
At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed in the house. Fang Jian turned around and saw a godly man wearing golden armor, a talisman, and a thunder robe outside the golden armor appearing at his window.
Fang Jian glanced at it and said immediately: "Xing Yu Lei Gong? Why are you here?"
Xingyu Lei Gong smiled and cupped his hands towards Fang Jian and said: "Master Hongqing, you are well."
Fang Jian smiled and said, "Everything is fine. Where are you, Mr. Xingyu Lei?"
Xingyu Lei Gong hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I... Master Hongqing, to be honest, I was the one who thundered last night..."
"Ah?" Fang Jian was startled, and then he stood up instantly and looked at Xing Yulei and said, "It's your boy."
Xingyu Lei Gong quickly grabbed Fang Jian's shoulders and said, "Master Hongqing, please calm down. Didn't I come to apologize to you?"
Fang Jian 'hem' sneered and said, "Is it enough to just apologize? You hit me twice."
Xingyu Lei Gong said: "Master Hongqing has a lot of people, so don't argue with me, a little Lei Gong."
Fang Jian said: "You are a third-grade immortal official, and I am also a third-grade immortal official. You are not young at all. You must compensate."
"Ah?" Xingyu Lei Gong blinked, "How to compensate?"
Fang Jian stretched out his hand and said, "Do you have any money?"
"Silver?" Thunder Lord Xingyu opened his mouth wide and said, "I am a Thunder Lord from heaven, why do you want that thing? Wait... Master Hongqing, what do you want silver for?"
Fang Jian said: "I am doing something important and I need to do it as a mortal. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, but I really don't have any money... Huh? Master Hongqing, you are Taiyi Xuanxian, can't you just use the Midas to turn stone into gold?" Xingyu Lei Gong said.
Fang Jian said: "But I don't know how to turn stone into gold. Who can?"
Xing Yulei was fair: "The city of civil and military gods of wealth, but it may not be that easy to get. In order to prevent the gods from using the magic of turning stone into gold to disturb the order of the world, the heaven has imposed many restrictions on this spell. It used to be a city of gods, but now After the Great Heavenly Lord was restructured a hundred thousand years ago, the original Midas touch has been abolished, and now the new Midas touch can only be mastered by immortal officials like Wenwu, God of Wealth, Fortune, Luxury, Longevity, and Happiness."
"But these immortal officials have all gone to the Peach Festival." Xingyu Lei Gong said.
"Then why didn't you go?" Fang Jian asked.
Xing Yu Lei Gong smiled and said: "My two fellow Taoists, Dian Mu and Yu Master, and I are going to have rain and thunder on a regular basis, but we have also received invitations and will probably go to the meeting in the middle of the Peach Festival."
"Oh." Fang Jian responded lightly.
Xing Yulei was fair: "Master Hongqing, I heard that you were not invited to the Peach Party?"
Fang Jian immediately looked at Xing Yu Lei Gong with a bad look on his face. Seeing that something was not good, Xing Yu Lei Gong quickly backed away and said: "Master Hongqing, I solemnly apologize for what happened yesterday. There are still a few thunders to strike today, so I'll take my leave first. .”
After saying that, Xingyu Lei Gong instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the hut.
Fang Jian looked at the remaining thunder light when Xingyu Lei Gong disappeared. After a moment of reflection, he used his spiritual mind to ask the Hongmeng editor: "Xiao Hong, edit me a spell that turns stone into gold."
The editor quickly responded: "It takes three hundred strands of Dao Qi."
When Fang Jian heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Three hundred is three hundred, make up!"
