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528 The rain

Using rain to limit artillery, Nie Shidao took the order and went to the East China Sea to borrow water from the Dragon King. During this period, the Tang army still hung high-level battle-free signs and waited for heavy rain to fall.

After several days, Nie Shidao returned but did not bring the Dragon King.

"Uncle Master, the Dragon King said that he did not dare to rain without obtaining the will of Heaven."

Master Nie took a breath and then reported to the real person Yu Ding.

"The will of heaven..."

The real man Yu Ding thought for a moment and couldn't help but sneer.

The Tang Dynasty's attack on Wu was an opportunity for Taoism to attack the brand sect, and it was directly related to the result of this little god. The Jade Emperor had obviously formed an alliance with Mi Xiaoxia. At this time, the so-called lack of the will of the Heavenly Court is probably the opposite. It was because the Jade Emperor had already given instructions and was not allowed to rain in Jinling!

I think so, how could the Wu army rely on the advantages of artillery at this time, so how could it not avoid its shortcomings?

"What should I do..."

The real man Yu Ding frowned slightly. If there was no Dragon King, where would the water come from?

At this time, most of the Taoist people in the heavenly court were filled with clouds and rain. The thunder division was under the control of the thunder division, and the "Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun" was Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong was born in Jie Sect and became a disciple of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling, which is now the Doumu of Kan Palace. Now he is also a Taoist disciple. But Wen Zhong was an old minister of the Shang Dynasty and had a stubborn temper. It was Yu Ding Zhenren who helped the Zhou Dynasty destroy the Shang Dynasty.

Therefore, although they belong to Taoism at this time, they are not in the same lineage, and they are even more unrelated to each other. If they go directly to Wen Zhong, they will be disappointed.

In addition to Wen Zhong, the Shuide Star Lord can also adjust water. The Shuide Star Lord Lu Xiong was a mortal god, not a Taoist, so he was probably attracted by the Jade Emperor. Unfortunately, in the battle for the Shuide Star Lord, he was defeated by Jiang Ziya Bingwu Qishan, and I don’t know if the resentment has disappeared.

"It's hard..."

If there is no one who can use rain, it is fine if there is a utensil that can hold water. The Academic Buddhism originally had a treasure, pure glass bottle, but it could hold all over the world. Unfortunately, it was from Taoist Cihang, and now it has been brought to Buddhism.

The real God of Jade Ding is a Jinxian, and it is not difficult to just drop some rain. But if you want to destroy the artillery of Wu, you will have to pour heavy rain, and it will take him ten days and half a month to put him in.

Nowadays, it is not as good as when the gods were enthroned. The heavenly court has complete structure and the weather is controlled by the heavenly court.

"Haha, just rain, why is that difficult?"

Just as Master Yu Ding frowned, a loud laugh suddenly came from outside the tent. Then the curtain was opened and a few people walked in.

"I've met my senior brother."

"I've met my uncle."

After several people came in, they saluted to the real person Yu Ding. These seven people were Tieguai Li, Han Zhongli, Lu Dongbin and others.

Among them, Tieguai Li and Lu Dongbin were both disciples of the Grand Master Laojun, and were peers of Yu Ding Zhenren, while the others were their disciples. These seven people were the Eight Immortals of Taoism that were later praised. At this time, only uncle Cao was missing because he was not born yet.

"Junior Brother Chunyang, what are the wonderful methods? Tell me quickly."

The person who spoke outside the tent just now was Lu Dongbin. Yu Ding Zhenren showed joy and asked quickly.

"It's a coincidence."

Lu Dongbin smiled, then took out a teacup from the sleeve of the robe. After opening it, he saw a black dragon nesting inside. Lu Dongbin said.

"I traveled around the world before, and when I encountered this evil beast, I took it away. I thought it was difficult for him to practice, so I didn't kill him. I was about to find a place to suppress him for hundreds of years. Just so happened that the beast swallowed a river of water in his belly, which could be used for rain."

"This is so good!"

Hearing this, Yu Ding Zhenren felt happy again. If the river of a river only covers the Jinling area, it would be enough for a month!

"Since there is rain and Junior Brother Chunyang and the others come to help the battle, what are you waiting for?"

Yu Ding Zhenren then coughed lightly and looked around the generals in the tent.

"Come on! I took the battle-free card and prepared to attack the city!"

Tang Shuai was full of energy and shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the Tang army rectified its formation, prepared for siege equipment, and prepared for attack again.

"A evil beast! If the matter is accomplished this time, you will be punished for your crime and avoid the pain of suppression."

The army was ready, and Lu Dongbin took out the teacup and scolded the Mo Jiao inside.

The Mo Jiao had already cultivated a low-level earth immortal, and was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

Boom!

Then a muffled sound, the ink dragon flew out of the teacup and instantly turned into a dragon hundreds of meters long. It churned over Jinling, attracting large clouds.

Boom! Boom!

Thunder rolled in the clouds, and a strong wind broke out for a moment, followed by heavy rain.

"Hurry up! Put away the shells and don't get wet by the rain!"

The heavy rain came too quickly, and the Jinling city walls couldn't help but panic and quickly packed up the cannons.

In this era, although artillery is advanced, it is very primitive after all, and it cannot be used once it is damp. At this time, it is raining heavily, so how can it still be fired?

"How could it rain!"

In Jinling City, Xu Xuan frowned slightly. He had already greeted the Heavenly Court, so there shouldn't be no Dragon King dared to violate it. After all, the Dragon King of Jinghe only changed the number of rain and was stabbed on the Dragon Slashing Platform.

"I'll go out and have a look!"

This war is related to the new sect, so in addition to Chunniang and the Ugly Nu, Xu Xuan also brought some new sect disciples, including Zhang Jiuling, Li Bai and the Seven Sons of Kaiyuan, and Xiong Xuan and other demons along the journey to the West.

At this time, someone stood up. It was the little dragon and dragon. He was the nine sons of the Dragon King of Jinghe and was most familiar with rain, so he brought it specially.

"I thought it was my uncle and the others who knew nothing about life and death. It turned out to be a hybrid bug!"

The little dragon stood in the courtyard and looked up. He saw a black dragon turning over in the air. He snorted heavily, and then flew up directly with a dragon roar.

"How can Feng Jie fight without authorization!"

The little turtle dragon went to fight against Mo Jiao, and Xu Xuan frowned immediately after receiving the news. This Mo Jiao must have been released by Taoism. If he fought with him, wouldn’t it be equivalent to going to war with Taoism!

"Well! Everyone, follow me to the city wall to take a look!"

But it was raining heavily and I couldn't let it go. Xu Xuan sighed and stood up and led all the disciples of the sect to the city wall.

"Where did the little insect come from? You dare to spit in Jinling!"

The little dragon flew into the air and shouted loudly at the ink dragon.

As the saying goes, the green dragon turns into a dragon. The dragon is actually not a dragon, it is still one level away. The small dragon has a sharp mouth and a big belly, like a crocodile, and does not look like a dragon. But he is a dragon son, a serious dragon clan. So in his eyes, dragons and the like are similar to snakes and insects.

"Who are you...you need to care!"

The bloodline gap was originally not daring to be presumptuous. But when I thought that there was Lu Dongbin behind me, what else would I be afraid of? I immediately raised my head and sneered.

"Depending on your appearance, you are also a bastard, so I'm so embarrassed to talk to me."

"Rare and bold!"

Hearing this, the little dragon was furious and rushed up.

In terms of bloodline, the little turtle dragon is higher than the first level of the Mo Jiao, and its magical powers are naturally stronger. In terms of cultivation, the little turtle dragon is already the best-grade earth immortal, and the Mo Jiao is just inferior to the third level.

"Oh my god, grandpa, help me, grandpa!"

So just after the fight, Mo Jiao was bitten a big bite, and blood mixed with rain fell to Jinling, with a fishy smell. Mo Jiao was instantly scared and hurriedly asked Lu Dongbin on the ground for help.

"The evil dragon of the brand-school is here just right!"

Lu Dongbin drew out the Chunyang Sword, but before he could take action, Yu Ding Zhenren suddenly stood up and sneered at the corner of his mouth and went straight to meet him.
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