…

His exclamation was loud, but at this moment, no one cared.

Almost everyone raised their heads and looked at the rapidly darkening sky. Countless flying rolls and gathering dark clouds were reflected in the pupils of the empire's citizens.

Clouds came from all directions, and in a few breaths, they piled up over Kyoto.

The sky was clear a second ago.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

How can this prevent people from being shocked and afraid?

"Lung!!!"

At the moment when countless exclamations were heard, another roar that seemed to originate from the stars appeared without warning.

The voice was heavy and majestic.

At this moment, it rolled across 300,000 square kilometers of the continent.

Not only Kyoto, but the entire empire, countless cities, counties, and millions of people were all startled by this strange roar at this moment.

They all raised their heads and looked up at the sky in confusion.

In some areas, some people even witnessed the strange sight of dark clouds in the sky suddenly rolling towards the center of the continent.

"what happened?"

"The clouds are drifting away!"

Countless people are puzzled, but no one can give an answer.

In contrast, as the source of the roar, the vast Kyoto clearly sensed the terrifying power contained in the roar.

After all, only a few people went to Xiyuan to watch the ceremony.

Most people are still living as usual.

However, at this moment, countless soldiers and civilians in the huge Kyoto stopped what they were doing.

In the streets and alleys, people walking stopped one after another, and in the inns and houses, there were also surprised and doubtful faces.

Taochuan Riverside.

A costumed dancer held an empty flower basket, raised her face, and looked at the darkening sky and countless rolling clouds, her pupils full of panic.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the center of her eyebrows became slightly moist. She raised her hand to touch it in astonishment and whispered: "Is it raining...?"

…

There is no rain in Kyoto today.

If there are too many clouds piled up, it will become rain.

The clouds that were forcibly captured by Lin Tuo gathered in one place, and they were dark and heavy. There was immediately heavy water vapor brewing, and sporadic raindrops fell.

On the Taochuan River, there are endless ripples.

…

"It seems like I used too much force." Lishan Martial Arts School, in the old house.

Lin Tuo stood by the sand table, looking at the dark cloud in front of him, the flashing electric light in it, and the restless Kyoto, and couldn't help but think.

"Don't let it rain heavily and wash away the emperor and his ministers." Lin Tuo murmured in his heart, quickly retracting his arms and waving his hands to disperse part of the clouds, making the heavy rain disappear invisible.

Then he turned his attention back to Xiyuan.

…

…

In Xiyuan.

In the sky, after Lin Tuo's cough fell, there were more rumbling sounds.

Although there was no heavy rain, streaks of lightning still flashed across the dark sky.

Immediately, there was continuous thunder.

Thick light rain fell, and strong wind blew through the entire garden. The trees swayed, and the flags flew. There was a dead silence, no one spoke, and the air was still filled with the lingering power of God.

"Look! The Tengqi is extinguished!"

In the silent atmosphere, someone suddenly pointed at the altar and shouted in horror.

People looked immediately and saw that the flag erected in the bronze tripod had already curled up, and the burning flame also weakened in the dense rain and then went out.

In the blink of an eye, only wisps of black smoke floated up.

Dead silence.

Depressed.

The cauldron used to worship the gods went out in the rain. No matter how you look at it, it seems ominous.

Especially, combined with this sudden change in the celestial phenomena...

"Could it be... that the gods are angry?"

This thought arose in everyone's mind, and everyone's expression became extremely bad.

"God be wrathful!"

Suddenly, hooray, on top of the altar, a priest suddenly shouted, then fell to his knees, trembling.

The rest of the ministers and the tens of thousands of people around them just woke up from a dream, fell to their knees with a thud, and it was a spectacular sight.

Even Emperor Chi was no exception.

In their view, the scene in front of them was difficult to explain by "coincidence". The only possibility was that it offended the gods.

However, compared to the panic-stricken ministers, the young emperor in the center of the altar was the first to raise his head after kneeling in obeisance, looking up into the sky with a fearful and resolute look on his face:

"I don't know where I have offended the gods, but I hope the gods will make it clear!"

He doesn't understand!

Since he ascended the throne, he cannot be said to have been lamenting day and night, but he can still be said to be diligent in reforming shortcomings and sweeping away the decadence of the empire. Although he has not made any great achievements, he still has a clear conscience.

He didn't understand why the gods would send down their power.

His voice was not loud, and it could not spread very far in the wind and rain. In fact, even if Lin Tuo wanted to listen, he could not hear it.

Fortunately, as a "god", Lin Tuo doesn't need to listen.

…

In Lishan Martial Arts Hall, Lin Tuo didn't even look at the altar at this moment. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the cumulonimbus clouds without saying a word. After a while, he raised his hand and picked up a brush that he had prepared in advance.

After getting some ink, he immediately spread out his left hand and slowly wrote a few characters on his palm.

That is the text of Chi Empire.

"Tongyushu" not only helped him quickly master the spoken language of this sandbox country, but also learned the written language.

Lin Tuo's handwriting is not very good, but among ordinary people, it is already considered excellent.

This is a calligraphy practice that his grandfather forced him to practice when he was a child.

After a while, Lin Tuo collected his pen and gently dried the ink stains. Then he looked at the sand table empire and whispered softly: "My limbs are invisible in the sand table, so the handwriting on my hand can always be visible, right?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed against the dark clouds that shrouded Kyoto.

…

at the same time.

In the Xiyuan, on the altar, wind and rain hit from all directions. The drizzle wetted the banners and also wetted Emperor Chi's dragon robe. However, his gaze remained firm as he stared at the sky.

Even the countless thunderbolts in the thick clouds seemed unable to stop it.

He didn't understand.

I have to ask for clarification.

"Your Majesty...you..." Below, an old civil servant finally couldn't help but try to speak.

However, before he could utter his words, he heard countless exclamations!

"Ah! Look!"

"What is that?!"

"The gods are manifesting! The gods are manifesting!"

The shouts came from all directions in the garden, and in the blink of an eye, the originally silent crowd began to boil.

"What?"

All the officials raised their heads in astonishment and looked at the sky. The next second, everyone, regardless of their official position or age, without exception, had their mouths widened, their eyes widened, and they were shocked and speechless.
To be continued...