Woo!

The wind howled and the dark clouds were deep.

In the southern capital of the Ming Dynasty, Nanjing's Purple Mountain is a large area, and it seems that the weather has turned into such weird weather in a very short period of time.

Countless dull thunders rolled back and forth in the stratosphere through the thick black sky, making those who were pressed hard breathless.

In Nandu, experienced old people knew that there was going to be another thunderstorm without even raising their eyelids. Those who should go home immediately, those who should put away their clothes, and those who should go to bed should continue sleeping.

But in private, I still muttered: "The 'Daming Weather' didn't say that there have been thunderstorms in the past few days. The weather forecast is too inaccurate. I must complain to the 'Daming Weather Observatory' later."

, this means that we, the Ming Dynasty Vice-Presidents, don’t pay attention to us at all.”

But the current era is no longer the Ming Dynasty farming era four hundred years ago.

Since Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty worked hard to govern, lifted up three mountains, broke through the thousand-year imprisonment of the Confucian Confucian Confucianism, and broke away the shackles of scholars, farmers, industry, and commerce, many forms of the Ming Dynasty were completely different.

For nearly four hundred years, although some people feel that there is something wrong with such extreme weather, it is at most just a casual conversation among some people after dinner, and it is not a surprising thing at all.

But this kind of weather, such an inexplicable and surprising environment, has a different meaning to someone on the Purple Mountain.

At this moment, the intelligible sound of the Great Dao in Zhao Xuanling's ears was fading away like the tide. The sound that seemed to contain boundless mystery could not leave the slightest impression in his ears. In the blink of an eye, he found that he was still standing on Purple Mountain.

On the back mountainside, there is no difference from before.

Immediately afterwards, he saw his Taoist robe gradually getting wet from the rain amid the dull thunder in the sky.

"Thunder cracks the sky and rainstorms fall continuously. Could it be that the dragon veins of the Purple Mountain are being connected again, remote sensing of the true martial arts of the North Pole, the Six Heavens of Hunyuan, the Golden Tower of Haoyu, and other strange phenomena coming from the sky?"

The more Zhao Xuanling tidied up his tattered and even extremely poor Taoist robe, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to catch the raindrops.

As the raindrops merged into his palm, in just two or three seconds, drops of rainwater were in his palm, and then quickly faded until they disappeared, as if they had shrunk into the flesh and blood, completely losing all traces of their past existence.

In the midst of the thunder and rain, Zhao Xuanling nodded invisibly as if he was thinking about something, and remained silent for five minutes, always looking up to the sky and laughing loudly.

Regardless of whether his speculation is true or false, at least in the future, if there is a new mythological epic, it will be impossible to bypass him in any case!

There was a Taoist priest, Xuan Ling, who had been sitting on the Purple Mountain for seven years. While sitting in silence, he met the Jiutiandang Demon Xuantian Patriarch who gave a sermon.

Thunder clears the way, torrential rain baptizes, and is praised by all gods and gods!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanling's smile became more obvious. When he looked around, he looked like an old hen that had just laid eggs, squeaking and laughing in his henhouse.

Suddenly, the image of the [Zhenwu] sitting on a futon high in the boundless sky appeared in his mind, shrouded in the light of endless divine wings, unable to be guessed or looked directly at.

I also thought about the "Martial Classics" that I had memorized silently in my heart and dared not forget at all. It could even be described as memorizing it backwards like a stream.

He turned his head and looked at the world that was torn into pieces by the thunder of endless thoughts, like a black curtain. He murmured in a dreamy tone of expectation and fear: "A new era has begun again, but this is definitely our 'myth'

Era! From now on, I will never forget the teachings of God Xuantian, and there will definitely be a place for me on that futon under that 'myth'!"

…………

In the imperial capital of the Ming Dynasty, the palace of Duke Fuguo, within the first ring, was full of people, especially the residence of Yue Ding, the youngest master of Duke Fuguo, who was even more excited.

The professionals in the Tiantian Division used various methods to surround the young master, and each of them had an imperceptible stiffness on their face.

After all, today is the best time for Young Master Yue Ding to awaken his abilities. If he misses the time, the energy spent will even be multiplied dozens of times!

If we only talk about financial and material resources, and the power to supplement the power of the Duke and the country, we won't care too much at all.

But every time it awakens, it is extremely damaging to the spirit. If it happens a few more times, there is even the possibility of sudden death!

Judging from the fact that Duke Fu Guo dotes on his young son, it means that if they can't wake up this time, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party will definitely be reluctant to lose their temper with their young son.

Then, as the "Jian Tiansi" who leads the awakening of Yue Ding's abilities, he will definitely be miserable.

It's so troublesome to work for those royal family and nobles. If you do it well, no one will praise it, but if you do it wrong, they will definitely be pulled out of the tank.

Such nonsense is a different kind of truth. It has to be said that this is really a bad nature of human beings.

"Everyone, please pay attention. According to the birth date of the young master, the next two minutes will be the time when his energy will be the most boiling in his life. At that time, his awakening ability will be at its best. We must not miss the slightest moment, got it!"

"yes!"

Loud responses echoed throughout the mansion in the blink of an eye.

"It's a pity that the young master of the auxiliary country's awakening is still too late. A few days ago, when the young princess of our empire awakened, it was the time when the ten stars of the solar system were connected. That was the real right time, right place, and right people.

All in all, the ability to awaken is the real "top", even worse than that!

We have calculated the timing of this young master's awakening for a long time, but there is no natural weather or celestial phenomenon to accompany him. It is a pity that he alone can use such a large formation..." Among the vast number of people, there seemed to be some

A member of the Supervision Department curled his lips slightly, as if sighing to his teammates on the left and right.

"Old Zhan, please shut up your stinky mouth. Haven't you seen how disgusting the Duke Fu's face is! We can all see such a big thing, but the Duke can't see it? The fate of the heavens and the earth is related to the fact that we can all see it.

What can we do about the discord among the young master's horoscopes? Can we control the celestial phenomena by ourselves?

Stop dreaming, all we can do now is try to do what we do perfectly, and the rest can only be left to fate."

"Control the celestial phenomena. To be honest, this is not necessarily impossible. If the Duke can persuade His Majesty and the Chief Minister of the Three Pavilions to take action, maybe..."

"Hush, hush...shush, hush! You don't want your life! Your Majesty, as well as the abilities of the chief ministers of the three pavilions, can also be arranged by us! Be careful of your death being unknown!"

"Everyone, stop talking, the time is up! Get ready together."

boom!

Suddenly, the sound of thunder resounded across the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw that there seemed to be thousands of thunderbolts in the sky, and vaguely in the center of the thousands of thunderbolts, there was a simple thunder pool rising and falling!

But in the blink of an eye, everything was gone.

"This is……"

"Dad, you know, I just saw a god!" In the mansion, Yue Ding pinched his cheek at this moment. He couldn't believe all the magical encounters he had experienced before. But when he saw the worried face next to him,

After becoming the auxiliary father of the country, he spoke directly.

"(⊙o⊙)What? Son of a bitch, were you struck dumb by lightning? Why did you say such nonsense! Oh, my stupid silly roe deer, your mother knows that you have become a fool

, I have to cry to death."

Looking at my son's face full of joy and excitement, I ended up saying this sentence at the beginning.

As if being struck by lightning, Duke Fu froze at the door. The next moment he looked up to the sky with a look of pain and grief on his face and howled loudly.
Chapter completed!