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In the heavy rain, the phenomenon of thunder smashing down the dharma platform has occurred from time to time. Under the intertwined sound of thunder and dazzling lightning, no one dared to approach the dharma platform, let alone to investigate the situation on the dharma platform.

What's even more weird is that in the thunderstorm, some animal roars and terrifying screams can be heard in the Fatai, making it even more difficult for no one to approach.

However, Yang Shi's Imperial Army did not dare to look around the Fatai, but under the invisible appearance, the Gyeonggi Prefecture City God's Ministers and the Guards had already blocked some entrances and exits inside and outside the Fatai.

Naturally, they don't need to go to the dharma platform to arrest people. In addition to taking care of one or two, in order to ensure that they are safe, they will also check the "mages" who have escaped from the dharma platform one by one to see if some evil people are lucky to be among them.

As for those innocent practitioners who really just want to take the opportunity to get the title of "Heavenly Master", as long as they are not entangled with hostility and resentment, then even spirits and monsters can turn a blind eye and close one eye for the time being. After a horse, at least you can spend the nine days and ten meetings safely.

Originally, it was impossible for spirits and monsters to be let go, but this time the three realms of immortals, demons, and gods gathered together, and the Yinsi of Gyeonggi Prefecture was also happy to give this face.

In fact, there have been some people like this when Emperor Zhengyuan was seeking immortals. They are shallow in their own way and even hopeless in their practice. They use some tricks to fool the past and try to reduce their involvement with the heavy royal spirit. A seal.

Then as long as you find a chance to escape, you can work hard to improve your practice.

It's just that this kind of thing is also very risky. The royal extravagance is the most "poisonous" wind in the world. Even if the time is short, this kind of cultivator may not be a good practitioner with shallow concentration, and it is very easy to get lost.

But understanding is one thing, reality is another, knowing that it is very dangerous, but there are still people who can't stand the temptation, everyone knows that they will be the "exception", but if you are really the "exception" , With such a kind of perseverance, you can get Fengzheng and get away, how can the way of practice need to use this method to turn around?

In contrast, the spirits and the like who have not become a climate and persist in ascetic cultivation, may be more likely to seize this opportunity. If they can get the seal, the first thing they think about is to find a chance and slip away. Most of them dare not stay in the city when they know that the underworld is under the jurisdiction.

Of course, in addition to these low-level people, there are inevitably high-level people hiding in the crowd. After all, the formation of the dharma platform is only aimed at the demons, and if they are right, they can naturally leave.

Dazhen parties, including Jiyuan, can't tolerate demons stirring up trouble, but if they are righteous, their actions will not be too outrageous, but they must be startled, but since they came to participate in these nine days and ten meetings Well, he might not be scared away, just like the old beggar.

. . .

Somewhere in a teahouse about two miles away from Fatai, more than a dozen mages who left Fatai sheltered here from the rain, and there were also some banned soldiers here.

Some were wearing half-wet clothes, while others simply took off their wet clothes and bare their shirts, without the image of a "skilled man", but even if the inner lining of the Imperial Army was wet, the armor would not leave the body.

When sheltering from the rain, everyone's attention was also focused on the direction of the far platform. Seeing the falling lightning, many people had lingering fears.

"Oh, if he hadn't run away just now, he might have been struck to death by lightning!"

"Yeah, didn't they kill a few on the platform?" "Hey, maybe the platform is too high."

"No, no, no, I think that the way of offering sacrifices in the dharma meeting of the Holy Spirit is definitely the right one!"

"Oh? How do you say this?"

A group of mages gathered together to discuss seemingly unfathomable topics, and even some resting imperial soldiers stretched out their ears to listen carefully.

"What do you think, why is there a sudden thunderstorm and thunderstorm this day? I guess it may be that I am dissatisfied with the Sage..."

"Bold! How dare you talk about the saint!"

Some of the imperial guards stood up immediately, and many of them put their hands on the hilt of their swords, causing some of the mages to turn pale with fright.

"Master Jun, Master Jun calm down, how dare we be disrespectful to the sage, let me finish, let me finish!"

Seeing that the banned troops had eased down, this man was also relieved. The suffocating energy just now was absolutely unpleasant.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart, they all said that the soldiers of the imperial city were bloodless. Who the **** made this rumor? If these banned soldiers had never seen blood, how could they be so suffocating!

The rest of the people in the teahouse were basically attracted by him, and it was a special atmosphere to talk about some magical things in such a thunderstorm.

"I didn't mean to be disrespectful to the Sage just now, but why do I say that I guess God is dissatisfied? You think, the Sage wants to be forever and ever, and he wants to be wise and wise for all generations..."

In the last half of the sentence, most people are well aware that the emperor wants to be an immortal emperor and enjoy the power and blessings of the country.

"This kind of thing is not an exaggeration to say that it is against the sky, and only my wise and wise sage can make such a feat!"

The talking mage Xiaoxiao patted the emperor's horse, and then continued with his own understanding.

"If such things against the sky cannot be accomplished, God will naturally not have any reaction, but this time Tianwei has reached this point, which shows that the law that the Holy One is asking for is already defying the sky..."

"It makes sense!" "Well, it does make sense."

"This mage, are you an expert from Xianxiang?"

"Well... oh, the urge to pee comes up, I'll go to pee first."

The mage felt like urinating, and there was still a lot to talk about, so he drank his appetite first, smiled, and then left to go to the thatched hut at the back of the teahouse.

The thatched hut had to go around the back porch of the tea house, and it looked particularly dark under the dark clouds outside. When he came back after urinating, the mage who passed by suddenly felt cold.

This kind of cold is very strange, but I can't see anything special when I look left and right, and there is no wind outside.

'That's not right! ’

After thinking about it wrongly, he took out a small handful of incense ash from the mage's own pocket, dipped it in his own saliva, closed his eyes and smeared it on his eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again, the mage's body shook violently.

There were a few ghosts with bluish-black or pale faces beside him, and there was an old man with a long tongue and eyebrows, who were also slender and could not distinguish between men and women, and were staring at him with a half-smile.

At this time, a forbidden army also came to the thatched hut. When passing by, I felt a little strange to see the mage huddled and leaning against the wall.

"This mage, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing his pale face, the Imperial Guard stepped closer and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Yo... It's so hot and sweaty. It looks like I caught a cold just now. I'll come back to help you after I pee first."

The Imperial Guard withdrew his hand, and as he walked, he muttered, "Why is it so cold here..."

The mages here didn't dare to make any moves, and their faces were extremely unsightly. There were so many evil people around in the middle of the day, but they could scare people to death, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

The long-tongued, narrow-eyed yin scrutiny looked at the mage up and down, and then waved his hand.

"Let's go, this person is fine."

When the messengers left the teahouse, the mage "huchihuchi..." gasping for breath.

. . .

In some key star locations and important places in the city, either in the streets or on the roofs, there are one or two or three monks who are either in feather clothes or robes, and there are also some people with deep mana holding the Taixu Jade Talisman and hiding in the air.

Compared with the smoky atmosphere on the Dharma Terrace, these monks were all introverted in their eyes, and the mana within their bodies was surging.

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Just looking at the shining light in the direction of the Fatai and the falling thunder in the sky, many people felt that they had no chance to make a move.

The heavy rain finally stopped before noon, and the dark clouds gradually dissipated.

Yan Chang waited for the officials of the court, the Imperial Army, and some surrounding mages to carefully check on the Dharma platform after the clouds dispersed.

However, the terrifying scene in the imagination did not appear. The high platform was clean, and no one was left. Even though I heard some mages say that lightning struck people to death, there were no corpses on the platform at this time.

Those mages who escaped have said that there are still hundreds of people above, but now there is no one, which is strange.

But the disappearance of a person is still a trivial matter, and the failure of the ritual sacrifice is fatal, but the emperor will really punish him. It is impossible to hide this matter. The officials in charge led by Yan Chang are suffering, so they can only think about how to make it happen.

In the palace, before lunch began, Emperor Yuande received a report from the Ministry of Rites, and the whole process of praying for blessings was not smooth.

Even though he had been prepared in his heart, Emperor Yuande couldn't help Longyan's rage, angrily scolding the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Envoy Yanchang for being trash.

It wasn't long before the anger soared, and then it went down after hearing the words of the reporting officer.

It is also interesting to say that the set of rhetoric behind the reporting officer is actually the rhetoric of the mage in the teahouse who was frightened by the evil police.

After such an analysis, Emperor Yuande felt much better.