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The sacrifice gradually turned into ashes in the brazier, and the ritual of praying for rain to the gods was coming to an end, but the wind and clouds between heaven and earth were still light. Inside and outside the temple, there

were the voices of the people’s prayers and pleas everywhere, and Zhou Bai was also a little angry in his heart at this time, saying that this city god has a good reputation, what about serving the country and the people?

There was no way, Zhou Bai could only open the Qiqi Technique and keep searching, trying to find the God Domain, or simply see what the City God was doing.

His eyebrows were lowered, and his face was full of anxiety, which was Zhou Bai’s behavior to hide his hope. Under the rule of the Heavenly Court,

although the Qi viewing is not prohibited, it is mostly used as a trail, and the minor cultivators often do not make a big splash, so as not to violate the taboo of which Heavenly Court Immortal God.

Moreover, the art of hope in this world is incomplete, but the external fortune is not observable, this is a heavenly prohibition, and no one dares to study it without authorization. At the beginning of the establishment of the

Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Rule had not yet been promulgated, and the order was not perfect, as was the way of luck.

On earth, dragons and snakes rise and land, and many sect cultivators act recklessly with the art of hope, and whoever has a hard life and whose life is noble, they will invest in advance to get closer.

Then, when the general trend is clear, these cultivators will immediately cut off the cause and effect, and take away most of the qi luck as cultivation food.

With such a prosperous sect, where can the Heavenly Court gather how much heaven and earth luck.

For a time, the humanitarian order was chaotic, and gradually a kind of basic argument emerged.

People have decided their destiny since birth, and what level of life they have already determined their future life and cannot be changed. Later, the

sectarian forces were not satisfied with living under the Heavenly Court, and actually tried to compete with the Heavenly Court.

This made the big guys who wanted to adjust slowly no longer able to sit still, no one knew how long it lasted in that battle, and the descendants only knew that the Heavenly Court was the absolute victor. Because of the rise of the

imperial examination system, the decline of the power of the Daomen sect, and the rules and precepts such as the forbidden view of the essence of life, all of which were dominated by the Heavenly Court after that war. The humane dynasty naturally changed, and the Heavenly Court

only canonized the emperor as the Son of Heaven, and those who had hope for immortality returned to the Heavenly Court, and those who devoted themselves to humanity returned to the dynasty.

That is, the three top jinshi, the first two are recorded by the Heavenly Court, and they are expected to ascend to the Heavenly Court both during their lives and after death.

The third class and the jinshi returned to the imperial court, and depending on their merits and needs before death, they went to the Dragon Court or returned home as the ancestral spirit of the town clan.

Of course, there are many humane gods like the city gods of Pingcang County, who were sealed by the imperial court and recognized by the heavenly court.

“But since you are a righteous god, how can you ignore the life and death of the people of the territory.” Zhou Bai was really anxious now.

He had almost run Xiaocheng Hope Qi Technique with all his might in front of several fellow Jin Shi just now, even if he believed that the Qi Luck Heavenly Book produced it, he would not be easily found to be different, but he was always a little uneasy.

However, just like that, Zhou Bai still hasn’t found where the City God is, and the divine domain hidden in the temple is also without a trace of a god, not even a god?

Pingcang County City God, as the god of the seven-poinsettia edict, is qualified to conquer the gods.

Such as day and night wandering gods, judges and gods, etc., these gods who maintain order in the netherworld in Pingcang County on weekdays have actually disappeared.

That’s a big deal, worse than not raining.

If it doesn’t rain at most, Pingcang County has experienced a production reduction this year, and there are still relief means in the county, and if it doesn’t work, you can apply for imperial court assistance, and it will be over. However, the

collective disappearance of the most important righteous gods in a county was really a major event that broke the heavens, and even the Heavenly Court had to lower its attention.

The order of yin and yang is out of balance, the harmful wild ghosts and demon charms are captured and expelled without gods, and the arid flat land can only be resigned to fate for a short time…

Could it be that the Great Tribulation started ahead of schedule, and the foreign gods started?

Thinking of this, Zhou Bai decided to give it a last try, this can no longer be contacted, then it may really be prepared.

So under the ashes of the breeze of the sacrificial text, a scripture that appeared in this world for the first time was recited aloud by him.

As soon as he recited a few words, the extremely anxious temple lord looked surprised, this is the scripture? It seems to be tailor-made for the City God Venerable.

“Emperor Converted City God Venerable, Welling Qiankun. Protect the country and support the society, and send Gan Ze to save the people… I recite this time after the performance, may the light of grace come.

Without having time to think about it, Miao Zhu quickly signaled the assistant next to him to memorize it carefully, and then asked Ji Hongzhe’s three main priests to follow and read, and then many companions also joined in.

Zhou Bai recited a sentence, and they also read a sentence, the people in the audience had not heard this scripture at all, and they didn’t know why.

Yu Yuejun reacted quickly and could hear clearly, so he read aloud in the crowd, and gradually more and more people followed.

For a while, the whole Pingcang County City prayed loudly, and in this scripture, they really sensed the existence of the City God God.

Zhou Bai looked at it again at this time, and saw red luck on the main sacrifice, red and white luck on the accompanying sacrifice, and the people below were a vast sea of white luck.

These many lucks were wrapped up in a stream of willpower, poured into the God Domain under the guidance of the scriptures, and then penetrated the underground netherworld from the God Domain.

Suddenly, a rich and mellow smell of incense came to my face, which was different from the burning in the incense burner, and also different from the smell of other incense sticks. Instead, it was like

something, like the smell he smelled on the little green mountain god, this was the incense and fire god descending here.

“Boom!” His thoughts were still turning, and a thunder resounded in the sky.

The clouds swirled, the sassy wind roared, and the entire heaven and earth darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the heavy pressure of the dark clouds, it should have been an extremely terrifying scene, but the people were surprised, and the chanting in their mouths became louder.

“Its gods and heavens and earth reserve essences, mountains and rivers bell show, Wei Ling is prominent, and the holy way is brilliant… Protecting the country and protecting the state, making meritorious contributions to social weeds, bringing down Ganze, and saving the people…”

It was as if the voice of these beings was about to overwhelm the thunder and send manna from this day!

When the last rays of light among the clouds disappeared, the rain that gathered spread across the flat earth.

Tick~

Finally, a drop of rain fell on the eaves of the City God Temple, splashing long-stained dust.

“Thank you Lord City God for thinking about our peaceful people, I know you won’t forget us!”

“It’s raining, it’s raining!” Everyone cheered, they roared loudly in the rain, singing and dancing.

The sound of rain and cheers blended together, but Zhou Bai very calmly asked Ji Hongzhe to let all the servants be responsible for maintaining order and escorting the old people and children to shelter from the rain.

It’s not yet April, and summer is not yet strong.

“This scripture has made great achievements, and the people of Pingcang should also thank you.” Ji Hongzhe arranged his affairs and turned around to praise Zhou Bai standing in the rain.

The people did not know the origin of the scriptures, but he knew that the City God Temple had never had such a wonderful scripture.

“It’s all the mighty power of the city god, the county lord planning, how dare the little nephew be greedy for merit at will.” Zhou Bai smiled and bowed to the open main hall.

There, a gilded statue looks down on the place.