"That's!!! Dragon?!!!!"

"It's the dragon. It's the dragon king."

"That's thunder."

"What's the thunder, that's the Dragon King."

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain. God, you've sensed it. So have you given us rain?"

The people who were bowing were shocked and stood up one after another and looked to the west. Soon they knelt back and prayed devoutly, and some people muttered something.

Even the thousands of soldiers guarding the altar were shaken. After looking at each other, they knelt on the ground with their knees, showing ecstasy.

The soldiers and the people are all in one family.

Liaodong is burning and wailing, and of course they empathize with it.

"Is this the destiny of heaven?!!!!" The officials, monks, Taoists, and scholars all looked up at the sky, and many people showed incredible expressions.

These people are more sober than the people. Especially monks, Taoists, and Confucians. If they really believe in the cause and effect, they can do something like melting silver and gold into big balls to hide it?

For monks and Taoists, this time they were more like they were paying for protection fees. We paid the money, and the general of the auxiliary Han Dynasty was embarrassed to raise the butcher knife to us again.

But at this moment, their hearts were shaken. Since the first month of the year, they have been drought for several consecutive months and the earth has cried.

People ask for rain everywhere. Some people ask for land for good-natured people in villages, some ask for the Dragon Prince, and some ask for money to invite monks and Taoists to do rituals.

But none of them were successful.

People also heard that the Mongol Yuan people in the north and the Chu State in the South China Sea Prefecture in the south also had activities to pray for rain, but it was useless.

But today, when the general Wu Nian of the auxiliary Han Dynasty set up an altar to seek rain, the process was completed and it was the last time.

It actually thundered.

Is there really a dragon in the sky, and the clouds and rain?

"This is all a coincidence. I don't respect Cang Tian and even feel quite contemptuous. If Cang Tian was really conscious, he would definitely not help me."

"But this coincidence is really gratifying."

Wu Nian stood up and turned to look west. After the lightning, a roaring thunder came straight. Some people described the sound of war drums, like thunder.

But in the face of the real danger of heaven and earth, the sound of war drums is just a joke.

The strong wind and thunder are really magnificent.

Wu Nian's face showed ecstasy.

Wu Nian heard the whispers of officials around him.

Destiny?

He didn't need it, nor did he care about such things. Now, as long as he climbed a high place, he would be the King of Liaodong. The Chu State, the Mongol Yuan people or the Goguryeo people could not do anything to him.

What's the use of this destiny?

But this rain was really timely. Although countless crops have been killed or injured, and those who die cannot be saved, people always have to drink water.

The people have water to drink.

"Huangdi Xuanyuan, Yandi Shennong. I just said that. It's been drought for so long, and according to natural science, it's time to rain."

Wu Nian raised his head and showed a comfortable look.

"Whether it is true or fake, this is all destiny. The Wu family's power will be as solid as a rock. The emperor also claims to be the emperor. But how many times can he succeed on the spot by asking for rain?"

"If you want to talk about the emperor, the general is the emperor."

Liu Zhixing knew Wu Nian very well, and knew that gods and Buddhas were empty, but at this moment, he thought very far. Whether it was fake or real.

People only believe in what they see. There are many Buddhas in the temples in this world, but there are only a few people who are remembered by the people.

Because these Buddhas are [effective].

But although Wu Nian has invited so many monks and Taoists to pray for rain now, the real priest was Wu Nian.

In the hearts of the people, Wu Nian is afraid that he is a true god now.

"It's really a blessing from God. The general is really the one who will belong to God." A few such as Gongsun Sang, who are supporters of Wu Nian and ambitious officials, all raised their heads and looked at Wu Nian with a fanatical look on their faces.

At this moment, only Wu Nian stood up, while the ministers, the people, monks and Taoists all bowed.

In their hearts, Wu Nian was already shining brightly and as high as the sky.

He is the king, the emperor, and our king.

Gongsun Sang put his hands on the ground and prostrated towards Wu Nian with great devout devotion.

What are gods? What are heavens?

Can you control wealth and glory?

And you are the one who holds the power of life and death, and can give any human beings wealth and glory.

"Boom!!!" As the thunder continued to hit, lightning flashed in the sky one after another. The wind blew, and the flags hanging on the altar blew as if they were crazy, making a sound.

Then, the huge and heavy black clouds were blown over by the wind, and they also blew up the flying sand and stones, and the sky was dark for a moment.

This seemed to be the end of the world, and the scene was too big. For the ancients, there were really dragons walking on clouds and raining.

Otherwise, how to explain it, the sky was clear in the last second, and the drought was so great, and the next second, the dark clouds covered the sun, lightning and thunder were roaring?

It's really the Dragon King!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Please give the gods rain." The old man with white hair burst into tears, raised his arms towards the sky, and prayed loudly.

"Please rain from the Dragon King." An old woman folded her hands together and bowed to the dragon.

It’s not okay to just thunder, but it doesn’t rain. Whether it’s the Dragon King, the Heaven, or the Gods and Buddhas all over the sky, they all responded to the request of General Sui Han, and rained down.

In fact, it is impossible for this kind of scene to be rained. This is not a sunny day, drought thunder, but wind and black clouds.

"Come on!!!" Wu Nian spread his arms, raised his head and prepared to welcome the heavy rain. He wore a golden crown and a purple robe with wide sleeves, noble and powerful.

The strong wind blew his hair and his sleeves danced wildly. At this moment, he seemed to be the mythical person who fought against the power of heaven and earth.

Come on! Heavy rain!

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Everyone's prayers and Wu Nian's greeting were soon satisfied.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow,

People's desires are extremely strong.

"Put down. Powder down, add a little more. Even if it is infected with wind and cold, I'm happy."

"Please give us pity, let's rain more."

People's wishes were once again satisfied. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Soon the storm wet the dry land, and then water accumulation formed, which was then unbearable.

Lightning and thunder hit the flagpole. With a "bang", the flagpole broke and the flag burned.

This is too much.

"General. Go quickly." Gongsun Sang stood up, walked to Wu Nian, and said loudly.

He looks like a loyal minister protecting his master.

"General. Unlock the sword and take off the golden crown."

"Come on, come and pick up the umbrella."

The officials rushed forward and said one after another.

"Don't panic." Wu Nian waved his hand and was calm. Then, Wu Nian neither took off his sword nor the golden crown. Some soldiers brought a huge umbrella cover and protected Wu Nian down the altar. The group calmly returned to the city.

The people also ran away with their heads and returned to their homes.

It was raining, and it was so refreshing. But the greater storm started.

Is Wu Nian really the destiny of heaven?

The so-called destiny is illusory. But this time, everyone saw it.
Chapter completed!