In Cao Jun's camp, a sudden heavy rain turned tens of thousands of soldiers into drowned rats.
Cao Cao, who personally led people to dig the Sishui dam and flooded Xiapi, was no exception. He fled into the big tent in embarrassment, wiped himself off, and before his buttocks were warmed up, a corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing a young general with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Stumbled in and ran in.
"Lord, something bad is going on!"
Cao Cao looked up and saw the person clearly, his face darkened, and he reprimanded: "Cao Hong, you are so flustered, how can you behave like this and you still don't go out."
At this time, another general ran in. He was a little older and also looked panicked.
"Lord, trouble is coming!"
Cao Cao looked up and laughed when he saw the person coming.
"Cao Zixiao also acts like a child"
At this time, a third person ran in. He was a young scholar. He was so thin that he looked like he would fall over if the wind blew.
"Lord, leave quickly!"
When Cao Cao heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and asked anxiously: "Fengxiao, what happened?"
Cao Hong, who was the first to come in, and Cao Ren, who was the second to come in, felt a little uncomfortable when they saw this. When we said it, you didn't take it seriously. When Guo Jia said it, you became so nervous. This is too hurtful.
Before Guo Jia could speak, there was a roar, the tent collapsed, and the torrential water rushed over, drowning everything.
"Hurry and save the lord"
"Hurry and save the lord"
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Hundreds of guards rushed over, opened the heavy tents, fished out the half-drunk Cao Cao, Guo Jia and others from the waist-deep water, and rushed towards higher ground.
Since the water was not deep, almost no one was drowned by this sudden flood, but all the food and grass were lost in the water.
Cao Cao, who was lifted to a high place by the guards, spit out a few mouthfuls of dirty water, raised his finger to the sky, and cursed loudly.
"God, why are you treating me like this?"
As soon as Cao Cao finished cursing, a bolt of lightning struck down and split a large tree three feet away in half. The scene was extremely strange.
The guards quickly covered Cao Cao's mouth and told him to stop scolding. In fact, there was no need for the guards to cover Cao Cao's mouth. Cao Cao was already frightened. If he got any closer, his life would be gone. There was no need to think about the king's dominance. .
After coming back to his senses, Cao Cao saw that his subordinates were all dejected, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and laughed loudly: "God can't count, but there is a large grain and grass camp on the high slopes of Kunyang seven miles away. "
All the generals praised Cao Cao for his wisdom and his ability in temple calculation, but Guo Jia was the only one who frowned.
Not long after, a small boat came quickly from the water in the distance.
"Lord, the grain and grass camp in Kunyangpo was destroyed by heavy rain."
The generals immediately kept silent, fearing to offend Cao Cao who was about to go berserk after hearing the bad news.
Cao Cao was silent for a while, pointed at the flood that had passed, and laughed again.
"God also takes a nap. Look, the food hoards have not been washed away. The flood has passed. The soldiers quickly went to recover the food."
As soon as the words fell, the heavy rain came again. It didn't take long for the grain store to be washed away. Countless grains were scattered in the water, and flowed towards Surabaya with the torrential floods.
Everyone was dumbfounded, only Cao Cao remained calm, and when the rainstorm stopped, Cao Cao laughed for the third time.
"Chen Gong has no plan and Lu Bu has no courage. If we attack at this time, we will definitely be caught off guard."
As soon as the words fell, hundreds of Lu Bu's soldiers, led by Zhang Liao, came out of the woods in small boats. Arrows rained down, injuring countless Cao soldiers, but they were soon brought into the Si River by the flood.
Cao Cao continued to laugh, so Guo Jia stepped forward and covered Cao Cao's mouth, preventing him from speaking anymore. Cao Ren and Cao Hong, who were about to do the same thing, saw this and retreated.
Cao Ying suffered heavy losses, but there was a scene of joy and laughter in the Baimen Tower. The officials of Xuzhou worshiped Chu Feng first, and then Lu Bu, saying that there was an immortal sitting in Xuzhou, which would ensure their safety for thousands of years.
Chu Feng dealt with the crowd for a while, then walked to the corner of the tower with a somewhat unnatural expression.
"System, what's going on? Why doesn't my cloud-making and rain-making technique work?"
Even though they were dozens of miles apart, as a practitioner of the technique, Chu Feng still felt that the rain over Cao Ying suddenly became lighter.
"Host, it's like this. You rained too hard just now and consumed all the incense and wishes left by the predecessors near Baimen Tower."
"What is the power of incense and fire? What I sent was water?"
Chu Feng was a little puzzled. When he was at the Old Age Peak, he had clearly exhausted all the incense and will power around him. Then when he went to the back mountain waterfall, it still rained. According to his speculation, rainfall does not require the incense and will power. .
"Host, your question is interesting. You don't know orthodox Taoist magic, immortal magic, and don't rely on the power of incense and wish. How can you perform the art of moving clouds and making rain. Let me give you an analogy. You use the power of incense and wish as the basis. The rain of wish power replenishes the aura of the spiritual field, which is equivalent to directly using diesel to light a fire; based on the wish power of incense, raining ordinary rain is equivalent to using diesel to light a fire, and it does not require much power of incense. You are at the foot of the back mountain That small rain only used the remaining incense and aspiration power around the waterfall. As far as I know, the old temple master liked to practice Taoism under the waterfall during his lifetime. The remaining aspiration power should be left behind after decades of practicing Taoism. It’s a pity that it was all consumed by you.”
Chu Feng heard that just a light rain had depleted his master's decades of cultivation and chanting, and he almost vomited blood.
"System, constantly consuming incense and wish power is not the solution? Can you practice Taoism, such as sword cultivation?"
As a Taoist priest, what Chu Feng yearns for most is to wield a sword and fly as an immortal, proud of the world.
"Cultivation, you are already practicing"
Chu Feng subconsciously touched himself, suddenly thought of something, and his face looked a little strange.
"System, you don't mean to say that disembodiment means cultivating the Tao, right? How can that be considered cultivating the Tao?"
"Why don't you count it? In your world, there is a novel called Tianlong Babu. There is a kind of martial arts called Lingbo Weibu. In the process of using it, you can practice your internal skills. The principle of changing your body is the same. Don’t you find that you are using Disapparation more and more often? This is because it is good for your body and you instinctively use it.”
When Chu Feng heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. He had used Disapparation a lot, just to show off, and had nothing to do with instinct. But having said that, he did notice that he had used Disapparation several times. There was a vague air in his abdomen. It was very small, but he could feel it. Originally, he planned to ask the system again after a while, but there was no need to ask now.
"System, why don't you give me an advanced technique, such as Taiqing Immortal Technique, Yuqing Immortal Technique, or Shangqing Immortal Technique? If it doesn't work, you can also give me the Nine Transformation Golden Body Technique. This transformation feels like too poor."
"Take your time and everything will be fine. Lu Bu is here."
Chu Feng stopped talking when he heard the sound and turned to look at Lu Bu who was walking over.
"What's the matter?"
