Celestial Immortal

Chapter 716
"Reporting to the real person, that's right."

Chu Chen stretched out his hand to hold his apprentice Xiao Bailong's little hand, and let everyone see clearly.

Previously, the innate god "Little White Dragon" failed to break through the abyss. Although he saved his life, the foundation of good fortune was completely destroyed, and his aptitude was not as good as that of ordinary creatures. , couldn't even enter the gate of Xiuxian Wendao, and he didn't live for a few years.

Now the little white dragon Chu Baiqing has changed drastically.

There is mana and true essence circulating in his body, and his soul and consciousness are not strong, but they are powerful and endless.

What surprised everyone even more was that a mysterious light of true spirituality vaguely shrouded Xiao Bailong's body, giving this immature Taoist boy a majestic demeanor that was not angry and self-imposing, like a holy god.

All the people present, except Qi Xiuxin, the governor of Wanquan County, and Master Duguan Tongda, all of them are monks with great supernatural powers, who have cultivated into primordial spirits. "True Spiritual Light"

The so-called "light of nature" refers to the innate true qi.

After the baby is born, there is a mouthful of innate yang energy, which can resist external invasion and protect itself. As the baby grows up, this innate yang energy will gradually disappear.

"True spiritual light" has the same effect.

However, the congenital beings are conceived and born in accordance with the heaven and earth, which is transformed by the qi of the origin of all things. His "true spiritual light" will not disappear, but will grow stronger and stronger as he grows.

This is why it is called "Innate God".

It stands to reason that the birth of the innate god Xiaobailong failed, and after this month, this mouthful of "true spiritual light" will gradually disappear, no different from ordinary creatures.

However, although there is not much "true spiritual light" on the little white dragon right now, the "light" is strong, and it does not have the tendency of exhaustion, but is full of vitality.

Mr. Mingjing, as the celestial master of the celestial court, the heir of the celestial dynasty, gathers the spirit of dragons and tigers in the country, and strengthens the thoughts of all living beings. Under the magical power of [Tianzi Wangqi], he can see clearly.

The little white dragon has indeed reasserted the foundation of good fortune, and was reborn from the shell, becoming a unique existence without the divine domain of natal life, but with the legacy of good fortune in heaven and earth.

Mr. Ming Jing was overjoyed, but also a little annoyed.

A few days ago, a group of high-ranking immortals reported to him swearingly that the innate god Xiaobailong had fallen, the foundation of good fortune was damaged, and he was powerless to recover. That's why he ignored this.

Otherwise, when the eight states in Southwest China hold a rain praying ceremony, the first thing to do is to find "Little White Dragon" and try every means to ask "Little White Dragon" to take action regardless of previous suspicions.

Thinking of this, Mr. Ming Jing's eyes fell on the "Taoist Taihe" who was in charge of the capital of Yunzhou in the side seat.

"This foundation has really been made up."

Taoist Taihe saw Chu Jun looking over, although his expression was calm, but he was a little guilty, and he smiled and said to Chu Chen:

"Chujun Shanzhang, when Pindao saw Xiaobailong that day, he really suffered a backlash, and his foundation was cut off. Could this be the master of Diyuanlong?"

Chu Chen cupped his hands: "Qi reports to the governor of the state, it is not the work of Lord Long."

Taoist Taihe's smile froze, feeling uneasy!

Chu Chen naturally saw that his immediate boss was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to delay, trying to whet his appetite, so he quickly continued to explain:
"It was my master who took the initiative to continue the good fortune for the disciples and grandchildren."

Chu Chen's master?
The people in the hall didn't know much about Chu Chen's background, they only knew that he was from the Lingshan Sect, but they didn't know the specifics. They were all surprised that there was such an expert in the lesser-known Lingshan Sect.

Daoist Taihe felt very cold in his heart.

As the governor of Yunzhou, he has an impression of the officials at the county level. Isn't Chu Chen's master Xu Ping, the head of the Daoyuan Mountain in Yuqin County?
The mere fifth-grade Taoism has restored the foundation of "Little White Dragon", and he is now "eye-catching".

What should Mr. Tianshi Mingjing think of him?

Fortunately, Master Yulou heard the clue and asked:

"Chu Xiaoyou, but the Great Master of Alchemy, Huolong Alchemist Daoist, did you make a move?"

"Exactly!"

Chu Chen nodded again and again: "Master Huolong joined forces with Lord Long, and spent a lot of hard work. The above-mentioned alchemy and immortal techniques recounted the good fortune for my apprentice Chu Baiqing, which completed the foundation and saved his life."

"Sure enough!"

Daoist Yulou was stunned: "Friend Fire Dragon is the world's great master of alchemy. He is obsessed with outer alchemy and immortality. He is best at winning the heaven and the earth in one furnace. No wonder the little white dragon can defy the sky and change his fate."

Birds of a feather flock together.

The circle of real powerhouses is not very big, the name of Fire Dragon Alchemist may not be well-known in small places, but many powerful people with great supernatural powers are like thunder and have a great reputation.

Ordinary people may not be able to change the fate of the innate god Xiaobailong against the sky, but a master of alchemy who is obsessed with outer alchemy and immortality and has been practicing nine-turn elixir all year round, Huolong alchemist, everyone takes it for granted.

If you ask anyone in the world who has the ability to change the fate of Xiao Bailong against the sky, it must be a great alchemy master like Huolong Alchemist.

Taihe Daoist breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Mingjing nodded slightly, relieved, and looked at Chu Baiqing with a smile:

"Little fellow daoist, are you willing to let go of past suspicions and pray for rain for the millions of creatures in the southwest?"

Seeing Mr. Ming Jing looking at him, Chu Baiqing shrank back instinctively when he felt the great fortune of the country and the power of the mind of the people. However, Master's warm hands encouraged him, and he remembered the words Master ordered, and immediately became generous , bowing hands:

"It's the Tian family and the demons who are greedy for profit and want to harm me. They have nothing to do with the hundreds of millions of living beings in the eight states of the southwest. No matter how congenital a god, but I can't bear to see all beings and spirits suffer, and I am willing to do my best to protect one side for the last time as a congenital god!"

"Great kindness! Blessed and immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Mr. Mingjing was overjoyed: "Young fellow Daoist has compassion for the common people in his heart, he has a clear mind and sees his nature, and he has entered the true meaning of Taoism. It's so good, so good!"

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

During this period, no one who didn't open his eyes asked Xiao Bailong when he would make up his foundation and why he didn't come out earlier to pray for rain for the hundreds of millions of souls in the southwestern eight states.

In fact, there are quite a few bastards who don't distinguish between right and wrong.

However, under Chu Chen's arrangement, this kind of voice had no chance to emerge.

For one thing, Chu Chen's personal connections played a role. The real person Yulou, Taoist Chonglou, and Layman Qingzhu had a good friendship with him, and he had a high right to speak. The situation was different when someone from the high-level court spoke for him.

Secondly, whether it is Mr. Mingjing or Xianting Gaogong, they are all true cultivators, and they are not people who don't know good and bad, and don't know right from wrong.

Xiaobailong was the victim in the first place, and he had no obligation to pray for rain and disaster relief for hundreds of millions of souls. It is commendable for him to take action.

Mr. Mingjing and Master Yulou didn't ask Xiaobailong when he would make up the foundation. They just praised Xiaobailong and thanked Xiaobailong for hundreds of millions of living beings.

In the end, it was Chu Chen who explained by himself that the foundation of Xiaobailong's fortune was only stable in the past two days.

Chu Chen was quite relieved to see the attitude of Mr. Chu Jun Mingjing and the high-skilled people in the fairy court.

The appearance of the innate god Xiaobailong Chu Baiqing boosted the morale of the Celestial Court, which had been repeatedly frustrated by praying for rain. That night, they began to arrange a new round of rain praying ceremony without stopping.

The next day.

After a day of recuperation by all the monks with great supernatural powers, the Rain Praying Ceremony was held as scheduled.

People from all over Wanquan County, casual cultivators, mandrills, stone monsters, wood spirits, and other sentient beings who have enlightened their spiritual wisdom have flocked to the ashram to worship the sky and pray for rain. Extremely spectacular.

As before, the county guard Qi Xiuxin and the county governor Guan Tongda came to the stage and recited [Praying for rain and ascending the altar mantra], [Clean mouth mantra], [Purification mantra], [Purify heart mantra], [Pure land mantra] , 【Blessing Fragrance Curse】 and so on.

Mr. Ming Jing took the stage in person, representing hundreds of millions of souls in the eight states of Southwest China, and played the poem of praying for rain on the flying chapter, offering sacrifices to the sky and praying for rain.

After the matter is over, according to the previous process, it is natural that Xianting Gaogong, who is good at the supernatural power of [Praying for Rain], will appear on the stage.

Everyone was looking forward to it, looking forward to the scene where Jie Qi would dissipate and beg for the rain.

However, what is surprising is that after Qi Yuqing's words were published, it was not a Taoist expert who boarded the altar, but a little Taoist boy with pink and jade carvings, red lips and white teeth, riding a black and gold tiger, and boarded the altar .

"Which senior expert is this, he may have reached the state of returning to the basics, and he looks similar to my doll."

"I can't tell the depth of my fifth-grade Taoism, hiss~ I must be a monk with great supernatural powers."

"Dachang Immortal Court is asking which hidden expert to make a move?"

For a while, everyone in the Qiyu Dojo was talking about it, and they were full of expectations for the "bottomless" little Taoist boy, and everyone regarded him as a fairy figure who would rejuvenate his youth.

However, Wang Ping, Lin Miaoyin, and the little monk Yuantong were all dumbfounded.

Xiao Daotong on stage was not a human being, but they recognized it.

Isn't this just Chu Chen's little apprentice? A few days ago, they all got used to pinching their faces. They were some rejuvenated gods.

"Brother Chu (Senior Brother Chu), why did your apprentice go up?"

Seeing the three friends speak, Chu Chen smiled immediately, and said via voice transmission with his spiritual sense:
"It doesn't matter, it was Xianting's arrangement for my apprentice to come to the stage, and you will know immediately."

The little ghost also opened his mouth quickly, and said: "My Bai Qing is very powerful. Once he came on stage, the heaven and earth calamity qi faded away like spring snow meeting warm sun, just watch it."

Wang Ping, Lin Miaoyin, and the little monk Yuantong were stunned and at a loss.

Just when everyone was confused, on the altar, Xiaobailong jumped off Dali Jinhu, walked up to the high platform slowly, and stood in front of the statues of immortals and gods.

He didn't pay homage to the Xianzhen Patriarch like other Xianting Gaogong, but turned around, stood on a high platform, looked down and prostrated himself on the ground.

Bless God,
bow to the ground,
In the end, Xiao Bailong's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and a little light of true spirituality shot out from his heart.

This "true spiritual light" is the foundation of his innate gods and spirits, and is the last link to communicate with heaven and earth.

The next moment, he mobilized all his strength, his face flushed red, pointed to the sky with one hand, pointed to the ground with the other, and roared:
"There is a grievance and a debtor. The fall of the child has nothing to do with the millions of souls in the eight states of the southwest. Father and mother, please be merciful and give a way to the hundreds of millions of souls in the eight states of the southwest!"

"Puff" sound.

The little white dragon fell to his knees and bowed to heaven and earth!
Seeing this scene, the creatures of all ethnic groups in Wanquan who were onlookers in the dojo were amazed, talking and guessing.

"Boom!"

When everyone was surprised, a thunderous thunder resounded through the world.

This golden thunder emitted ten thousand zhang golden light, scattered the dirty qi, and eliminated the robbery qi.

The sky is clear and the earth is bright.

"The doomsday has changed, hahaha, the doomsday has changed, and there is a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation where ten deaths and no life can be found."

After the golden thunder fell, outside the dojo, a fifth-rank cultivator wearing a Taoist robe and holding a copper coin was very excited, tremblingly pointing at Chu Baiqing on the stage:

"Little Dragon God, on the stage is the Little Dragon God who failed in the birth of Wanquan. He helped us pray for rain and changed our fate against the sky."

As soon as this remark came out, the people of Wanquan County who participated in praying for rain were sensationalized and excited inexplicably.

These days, the rain praying ceremony failed again and again, and the drought became more and more serious.

Not only is the living place of ordinary beings becoming dry and barren and unsuitable for living, but even the place of meditation for practitioners is gradually becoming barren and barren.

If this continues for another two or three months, the natural disaster will be over, and the place they live in will be almost destroyed.

The pattern of natural disasters has changed, and the ordinary fifth-rank monks have seen the clues, and the high-level practitioners of the Immortal Court will naturally not be mistaken.

Ever since, Taoist Taihe was the first to ascend the Dharma altar and performed his supernatural powers to pray for rain.

After he did something, there was still no rain.

However, according to the little ghost boy, the heaven and earth Jie Qi has become weaker and weaker, and the hope of rain has increased.

Xianting Xu Shi also saw the signs and was quite excited.

Immediately afterwards, Layman Qingzhu, Daoist Chonglou and other monks with great supernatural powers who were good at praying for rain came to the stage one after another to pray for rain, consuming the energy of heaven and earth, trying to bring down the rain.

A dozen monks with great supernatural powers climbed onto the altar, and in the end, only Master Yulou remained.

Yulou Daoist is profound, he is a supernatural powerhouse of the third rank, he is almost like a fairy, and his supernatural powers are extremely good. Everyone is full of expectations for his final move.
The real Yulou is good at stargazing, and the method of praying for rain is the secret of Tiangang Leimen.

Among all the stars in the sky, there are stars in charge of rain and sunshine. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain and sunshine stars are different. Taoist masters can hold the stars in the center of the magic wheel, and then they can make thunder in the palm of their hands, and the thunderstorm will be great.

After doing something, the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder resounded.

Chu Chen turned his head and glanced at the three-inch radish sitting on his shoulder.

"Little ghost, how is Jie Qi?"

The little ghost didn't even think about it, and said: "Senior brother, Yulou Daoist is very powerful, Jie Qi disappears so quickly, in my opinion, there is really hope to cut a chance of survival."

While speaking, there was a burst of lightning and thunder.

Afterwards, earth-shattering cheers sounded outside the rain praying arena.

There was no other reason, but at some point, there was a drizzle of rain in the sky, and there were already signs of heavy rain.

"Hahaha, it really is auspicious!"

The little ghost exclaimed, but under the eyes of the senior brother, it quickly realized what it was, and quickly covered its mouth.

However, it was too late.

Immortal Yulou, who was doing this, was caught off guard by a thunderbolt, cutting off his power of praying for rain.

Immediately, there were strands of drizzle floating in the sky, and it suddenly disappeared, leaving only refreshing moist energy.

"Ah~"

Everyone on the field exclaimed.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Ming Jing made a quick move, and appeared ten thousand miles high in the sky, catching the real person Yulou who fell in the air, and mobilized the dragon and tiger energy of the society to protect him, and resisted the bombardment of the rolling sky thunder.

"Tianshi, the rain almost fell, the poor are ashamed, ashamed."

Real person Yulou cupped his hands, feeling quite guilty.

"You don't have to blame yourself, Fellow Daoist Yulou."

Mr. Mingjing comforted him, but he didn't feel desperate in his heart. He used the technique of "Emperor Wangqi" to see that the calamity qi in this world was almost exhausted, and he was only one step away from success.

If this layer of window paper is not pierced today, the heaven and earth Jie Qi will re-condense tomorrow, and I don't know if Jie Qi will change again.

Immediately, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted:

"The heavens and the earth are open, the success of praying for rain is imminent, who would pray for magical powers, hurry up and get on stage, don't miss the opportunity."

In the rain praying dojo, many fifth-rank monks who know the art of praying for rain are eager to try, but after a while, no one makes a move, a little hesitant and struggling.

After all, the power of natural disasters and thunder disasters is terrifying. Without great supernatural powers, a single strike will kill you.

"Senior brother, it's a good opportunity, Jie Qi is about to dissipate, hurry up and spread the rain on the stage."

The little devil was very excited.

Chu Chen was stunned, and stepped onto the altar without saying a word.

In fact, even without the edict of Mr. Ming Jing and the reminder of Xiao Guizi, he was still preparing to go to the altar and used the magical power of the Lingshan school [Bu Yu Duan Ni].

Shimen is a kind of magical power. If there is a rain condition in one world, this magical power can bring down heavy rain.

Originally, Wanquan County was cloudless and there was no condition for rain, but the interrupted magical power of praying for rain by Immortal Yulou met the conditions for rain.

Seeing the opportunity, Chu Chen did not hesitate to cast the [Spell of Clouds] in [Bu Yu Duan Ni].

[Playing the white clouds at the bottom, coming with a kindness, fascinated by the sun and the moon first, then filled with the universe, the mountains and mountains are angry, and the water and water are rising, I obey the law of Mr. Sanshan and Jiuhou! 】

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a tendency of heavy rain pouring down.

However, at this moment, Dao Dao Shen Xiao Zi Lei struck down, splitting the newly born clouds and rain.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Praying for Rain Dojo who had just given birth to hope was disappointed, and Mr. Ming Jing immediately wanted to save Chu Chen, so that the sky thunder would not hurt him.

However, when Chu Chen saw the thunder splitting the clouds and rain, he didn't have any disappointment on his face, but was extremely happy.

The little devil next to his ear was even more ecstatic and shouted:
"Brother, Jie Qi disappeared for a short time, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Chu Chen didn't say anything else, he pinched the Thunder Jue with his hands, and imagined that he would become a celestial master, stepping on the basalt, the flames covered his body, burned all over the Dharma Realm, and danced [Liujia Bashen Qinglong Sword], pointing at the sky.

The next moment, a talisman flew out of his sleeve.

"call out!"

Ascension to heaven.

Perhaps it was the opportunity for the short-lived disappearance of the "Jie Qi" mentioned by the little ghost, but there was no thunder to intercept it, allowing this talisman to escape into the void.

"It's done!"

Mr. Mingjing and real Yulou were pleasantly surprised when they saw this scene.

There was no other reason, they could see clearly the moment the talisman escaped into the void.

The letter written by the talisman - "Let the sea rain"!
(End of this chapter)