"Restrictions, the breath between heaven and earth is constantly changing, how to restrict it?"
"Not bad, not bad." Wang Zhe put the notebook away and began to look through the Taoist scriptures he had collected.
These scriptures are very rich, enough to keep Wang Zhe interested for a while.
very good,
Youdao means that the book comes from the golden house, the book contains thousands of bells of millet, and the book contains the method of immortality.
Wang Zhe decided not to go down the mountain these days, but to meditate on some scriptures in the mountain.
At that moment, he meditated on these Taoist sutras in the mountain, regardless of things outside the mountain.
Two months passed before I knew it.
He has read all the Taoist scriptures in the immortal's tomb, and he really has a lot of insights and ideas of his own.
In addition to swordsmanship, he considered practicing a magical power, Five Elements Escape, one of the legendary thirty-six heavenly powers.
This was inspired by a scripture. What he wanted to cultivate was the innate five elements.
What is detachment? Jumping out of the three realms and no longer in the five elements. This is detachment.
If he realizes this magical power, he has mastered the five elements. Does that mean he is no longer among them?
Thirty-six Tiangang,
Three or three are inexhaustible, and six or six are infinite. This is a great supernatural power.
Mediate nature, reverse yin and yang, move stars to change battles, return to heaven and sun, call for wind and rain, shake mountains and earth, turn rivers and seas, escape from the five elements...
The law of the five elements is the great road,
The reason why he suddenly wanted to master such a technique was because now he had developed Taoist innate true fire, and a ray of innate wood aura, and he already had two types of five elements.
In addition, he also thought of the five-color divine light that brushes everything within the five elements.
But I'm afraid this road will be quite long.
In addition, Wang Zhe also got another very important news from the manuscript and a Taoist scripture.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s in the world or a person who practices cultivation.
A catastrophe occurs once in five hundred years, and a disaster occurs in a thousand years.
As for what the disaster was specifically, it was not explained.
"Disaster? I don't know when the last disaster happened, and when will the next one come?
The road to spiritual practice is not easy, but the road to immortality is even harder! "
Spring passed quickly, and with the arrival of summer, the rain became more frequent, falling every few days, and there were more thunder and lightning in the sky.
At the highest point among the mountains, Wang Zhe found an iron rod and stood on the top of the mountain to draw thunder.
Others passively overcome tribulations, but he takes the initiative to trigger thunder.
On this day, the sky was covered with clouds. Behind the clouds, thunder and lightning were like dragons, teeth and claws, sometimes tearing through the clouds and roaring ferociously.
Wang Zhe stood on the top of the mountain, not very far away from the iron pillar.
During this period, he would come back here every time there was a thunderstorm, and then the iron rod would attract thunder and lightning, and then use the thunder and lightning to stimulate his body and temper his soul.
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky to the iron pillar, and part of it was transmitted to Wang Zhe through the wet wood.
Zizzing, arcs of electricity danced across his body.
Ha, hiss!
When thunder and lightning enter the body, the most powerful force between heaven and earth stimulates his meridians, organs, blood, and Qi.
After several experiments, he was able to initially guide and absorb this power, and continued to increase the amount.
After several rounds of thunder and lightning, he felt that he had reached his limit, so he left the cliff and returned to the cave.
Meditate and chant sutras,
The true energy in the body circulates much faster than usual, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is absorbed much faster than usual.
It has been raining outside for five days at a time, and it still has no intention of stopping.
"If this continues, I'm afraid there will be floods!"
Wang Zhe was on the mountain looking at the turbid river water below the mountain. It was gushing and almost overflowing the embankment.
With a bang, a mountain collapsed due to being washed away by heavy rain for a long time, and fell into the water. The water flow was blocked, and a large amount of river water suddenly overflowed the embankment.
Seeing this, Wang Zhe came down from the mountain and came to the river. He raised his sword and cut off the blocking area, and the river continued to move forward.
Suddenly, Wang Zhe saw another person in the water. He hurriedly fished the person out, but the person was already dead.
Then a few more corpses floated over.
"It seems like there is a problem in some villages."
Wang Zhe walked up the river and walked for more than ten miles before he discovered that a village near the river had been mostly washed away by flash floods.
This is a natural disaster, not to mention that these are just mortals, even if they have reached this stage of cultivation like Wang Zhe, they are still somewhat unable to do what they want.
Unless he can cut away the clouds in the sky with one sword, or learn the "Stop Rain Technique".
Between heaven and earth, a person's power is still very small.
Seven days, ten days, this rain has not stopped yet,
"Why has it been raining for so long and shows no sign of stopping?"
Wang Zhe was a little confused.
He closed his eyes and counted with his fingers.
It took him a while before he opened his eyes, his face turning slightly pale. Turn around and look northwest.
In Kuaiji Mansion, a hundred miles away, it rained for ten consecutive days, and many places in the city were already covered in ocean.
The new governor stood in the courtyard, looking at the dark clouds in the sky.
"Hey, this, what should we do?"
"Sir, we have already made sacrifices by the river, and those who despised the Dragon King have also been thrown into the river."
A few days ago, someone was fishing in the river. Unexpectedly, a fish caught came up and said that someone in the city disrespected the dragon king, so it rained heavily.
As many people were present, the matter spread quickly.
When it first started raining, no one took it seriously, but after the heavy rain continued for several days, people began to believe it.
After some investigation, they found that a beggar had stolen the tributes from the Dragon King Temple on the riverside and left feces and urine outside the Louwang Temple.
The government immediately ordered that several beggars be captured and sacrificed near the Dragon King Temple on the riverside, and they were thrown into the roaring river in order to calm the Dragon King's anger.
As a result, the heavy rain continued.
At this moment, someone came in from outside.
"Sir, I'm looking for you outside."
"Please."
After a while, Yu Hong came in from outside, all wet.
"grown ups."
"Master Yu, thank you for your hard work. How do you feel?"
"I went to Lin'an Prefecture, and it was also raining heavily there. It was pouring rain everywhere I passed. The news I got from Lin'an Prefecture was that it was raining in nine out of ten places in Dayong."
"Why, why is this?" The prefect said in surprise after hearing this.
"This subordinate doesn't know, but the people from the Qintian Prison in the capital have already arrived at Lin'an Mansion."
"Hey, we can only wait like this!"
Five more days passed, and the rain was still falling.
Wang Zhe looked up at the sky.
"If this continues, many people will die!"
In the past few days, he visited nearby villages, towns and counties.
A large amount of heaven and earth was flooded, houses were washed away, people were displaced, and the Lanjiang River was overflowing. But the heavy rain shows no sign of stopping yet.
Suddenly he felt something in his heart and made some calculations.
"Lin'an?"
In Lin'an Prefecture, heavy rain poured down, and there was a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth. By the Qiantang River, turbid waves crashed on the shore with a terrifying force.
Suddenly, a flame fell from the sky, tearing through the endless rain curtain, and suddenly fell into the river, causing a wave of more than ten feet.
Then there was a loud noise, and a figure rose into the sky from the water. Standing in mid-air, it was an eight-foot tall man wearing a blue robe.
In mid-air, in the wind and rain, there was still a person standing, wearing a Taoist robe, staring coldly at the people below and shouting.
"The Dragon of Qiantang stirred up wind and rain for no reason, causing disaster to the people. Do you know your guilt?"
"Sin, that emperor killed countless members of our Shui Tribe in order to seek immortality. Does he know his sin?" The man shouted sternly. It turned out that he was the Shui Lord of the Qiantang River.
"Ignorant of repentance, I will kill you according to the Holy Order!"
"Come!" The Dragon Lord of Qiantang waved his hand.
The Taoist priest in the mid-air suddenly threw an object, which emitted golden light in the mid-air and flew towards the Qiantang Dragon Lord. It wrapped around his body in a whoosh.
Qiantang Dragon Lord changed his body shape and turned into a hundred-foot-long dragon. He tried to break free from the rope that locked him, but he didn't expect that the rope also grew longer and tied him tightly.
"Tie the dragon rope!"
"Yes, there are dragon ropes and dragon subduing stakes!"
A magic weapon in the Taoist's hand shone with red light, fell from the sky, turned into a stream of fire, and hit the Qiantang Dragon Lord, knocking him down from mid-air.
With a loud bang, it hit the Qiantang River, causing huge waves that overflowed the embankment.
The Taoist raised his hand and a ray of red light flew up from the river and fell into the Taoist's hand again. But it was a red iron rod with talismans and spells carved on it.
Below, blood red suddenly appeared in the Qiantang River, but it was quickly carried away by the rolling river water.
In mid-air, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Taoist priest, and disappeared in just a flash. Then the Taoist priest fell from the sky and crashed into the turbid Qiantang River.
Suddenly the river surged, as if the water was boiling.
After about a cup of tea, the water suddenly exploded and a figure flew out.
It was the Taoist priest who stood in the wind and rain just now, like an immortal. At this time, he was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and one of his arms was missing.
"Human immortal, that's all!
Without these two magic weapons, you will die here today! "
A roar came from the turbid river water.
The Taoist priest's face was pale, blood was flowing from his broken arm, and he looked up at the sky.
Someone suddenly appeared in mid-air and attacked him just now, but he didn't notice it, so he suffered a hidden loss.
"Human Immortal, Dragon King?"
By the Qiantang River, Wang Zhe watched the fight that just happened.
The immortal looked like he was doing it with great force, but he vaguely felt that he could catch the magic weapon thrown.
"Am I a little bloated?"
And even though the conversation between one person and one dragon only lasted a short time, it still contained a lot of information.
It turns out that the continuous heavy rain was caused by the dragon in the river, and the cause was actually the emperor of the capital who wanted to kill the aquatic people without seeking immortality.
"Then the emperor will do whatever it takes to live forever!"
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