Xiao Yunzhan nodded slightly, then used his inner strength to shout in a deep voice,
"The auspicious time has arrived. Please invite the nine Taoist priests to ascend the rain-praying altar!"
Xiao Yunzhan's deep and powerful voice instantly spread out from around the tower.
When the people kneeling in the streets and alleys of Wuyi City heard these words, their eyes lit up instantly.
Everyone looked up at the tower with reverent expressions, their hearts pounding with nervousness.
When the nine Taoist priests heard Xiao Yunzhan's order, they immediately swung their whisks, straightened their backs one after another, and walked towards the rain-praying altar.
Soon, nine Taoist priests with immortal appearance stood on the rain-praying altar.
The Taoist priests had solemn expressions on their faces, with their right hands raised in front of them, muttering something.
They closed their eyes, as if communicating with the heaven and earth...
As time went by, the sky gradually became gloomy and covered with clouds....
There were faint rumbles of thunder in the sky...
The people of Wuyi City were so excited that their breathing became rapid.
Ma Ximing narrowed his eyes and looked up at the nine Taoist priests on the rain-praying altar.
His nervous eyes swept over the faces of the Taoist priests one by one.
Seeing that the Taoist priests were still holding on, he felt a little relieved.
After all, these Taoist priests had experience in praying for rain many times, so the process was calm and orderly.
“Sizzle~”
"boom!"
A flash of lightning flashed through the dark clouds in the sky, followed by a loud thunderclap...
The Taoist priests looked at the increasing number of dark clouds in the sky and their voices became louder and louder.
The voices of the Taoist priests seemed to carry a mysterious and solemn power, soothing the anxious hearts of the people.
Everyone felt the coolness brought by the strong wind and looked up at the sky filled with lightning and thunder.
They licked the corners of their cracked lips, their eyes full of longing for rain.
Ma Ximing looked at the dark clouds in the sky that were getting thicker and thicker, but it still didn't rain, and he couldn't help but frown.
What’s going on? How come such thick dark clouds haven’t come down yet?
When he knew that Wuyi City was praying for rain in the morning, he asked for divination and was told that it would rain today.
Ma Ximing looked at the Taoist priests' pale faces and couldn't help feeling a little worried.
He pursed his lips and turned to look at the Xiao family members who were standing in the pavilion not far away and watching the rain-praying ceremony.
Ma Chengye, who was standing behind Lin Yiran, immediately noticed his father's worried look.
Ma Chengye looked at Lin Yiran deeply and nodded slightly at Ma Ximing.
He just calculated that the key to rainfall lies in Lin Yiran.
What these Taoist priests prepared were just appetizers; the main event still depended on Lin Yiran.
When Ma Ximing saw Ma Chengye's actions, he felt a little relieved.
Just as Ma Ximing turned his head to look at the rain-praying altar again, nine Taoist priests were walking down the altar in an orderly manner.
Ma Ximing looked at the sky in confusion, then turned to look at Xiao Yunzhan.
No, what does this mean?
I am just one breath away from praying for rain, how can I give up like this?
How about he go up and try it?
Just as Ma Ximing was about to open his mouth, he heard Xiao Yunzhan speaking.
"Brother, let's go!"
Xiao Yunzhan stared at the rain-praying altar. After seeing the Taoist priests all coming down with pale faces, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yunhao.
Xiao Yunhao took a deep breath and stared at the artificial rain-making rocket launcher that suddenly appeared on the rain-making altar.
"good!"
Before Ma Ximing had the chance to ask Xiao Yunzhan why he stopped praying for rain and whether he wanted him to go up and try, he saw Xiao Yunhao and Xiao Yunzhan walking towards the rain-praying altar at the same time.
"Hiss---What is that!?"
Ma Ximing followed Xiao Yunhao's gaze to the rain-praying altar and his eyes widened in shock.
When did this thing appear on the rain altar?
This thing clearly didn't exist when the nine Taoist priests were there.
The Taoist priest with the worst ability glanced at Ma Ximing with pale lips.
"That's the weapon the God King uses to bombard the heavens..."
"...Ah!?" Ma Ximing looked at the Taoist priest in surprise, "Bombarding the heavens!?"
Is it really possible to do such a heinous thing?
Can the King of Gods be above God?
Ma Ximing's pupils trembled twice in shock.
"Just wait and see." The Taoist priest glanced at Ma Ximing.
"Without God's help, this rain will not fall."
The Taoist priest pursed his lips and muttered,
"God is just like that little donkey. He won't move forward unless he's hit. Actually, God deserves a beating, too. He really deserves a beating..."
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