Chapter 208: Northern snow

"Last year, the group of in the south took advantage of the loopholes. The Sanyang Fire Talisman buried the earth's orifice deeply, causing the Northland to suffer from year-on-year droughts. I was helpless. I never thought that someone would forcefully do this and cause such storm fluctuations. The real person is far from it!" The Daoist Nian man of Beitian Master opened his eyes, as if he could see through thousands of miles.
"It's not difficult for the real Yang Shen to make such a big movement, but it is difficult to be planted with the Sanyang Fire Talisman in the north. The group of monks in Jindingguan is the improper son of man, ignoring the lives and lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the north. "The Sanyang Fire Talisman pierced the earth's crust", the female crown came out with a sullen expression.
"No! It's not the Taoist priest of Jindingguan, but the abandoned disciple of Jindingguan. It is said that the true person of Jinding Guanyang personally travels the world to find the trace of this bastard, but where can I find it in the vast sea of ​​people?" The man shook his head: "Everyone is crazy! To immortality is crazy!"
"Hundreds of thousands of creatures! Sin! Sin!" The female crown was pale.
"I don't know what might be done in Zhuojun's land, which actually suppressed the power of the Sanyang Fire Talisman abruptly. If the magical power is so powerful, if you have a chance, you should visit the Taoist temple." The man walked back to the Taoist temple and closed the door: "I hope it can rain! If it doesn't rain, the Northland is really over!"
Outside the Taoist Temple, countless refugees stared at the dark clouds in the distant sky, lying naked in the dirt cave, their eyes full of longing.
"Creating evil!" Looking at the refugees who had scattered their wives below, the crown sighed softly, turned and left.
At this moment, countless people in the world can feel the restlessness of Zhuojun, the overwhelming cloud energy collision, like a hundred-watt bulb, it is difficult to ignore it.
"Anyone who violates the number of days will definitely be condemned by the heavens!" Standing in the void, Li Bing looked at Zhuojun's direction with his eyes distant: "That dares to take care of his business."
"call!"
The north wind whistled, Zhang Bairen sat in the north wind, his eyebrows seemed to turn purple, and all the purple light all over his body was restrained and gathered at the center of the eyebrows, forming an illusory purple light spot.
Thumb-sized snowflakes fell and spread all over the sky in Zhuojun.
"It's snowing?" A man was dumbfounded, feeling the slowly spreading coolness at the corners of his mouth, and looked at the heavy snow of goose feathers overwhelming the sky, looking like a madman: "It's snowing! It's snowing! The Northland does not drip for seven months , It's snowing! It's snowing!"
"Baby fucking, it's snowing! It's snowing!" A man shrunken in the soil faced the north wind, wearing a thin shirt, suddenly crawling out of the ground, looking at the heavy snowfall of goose feathers on the ground, he was shocked. Like, stood there blankly.
After a long time, I saw the man crying on his back: "Damn! Bastard! God thief, why are you raining now? If you rain earlier, Cuihua will not starve to death! Good field grains will not be harvested. God thief, Why did you rain! Why!"
The man stood in the snow and looked up to the sky and cried out mournfully, as if he were a survivor, his spirit suddenly relaxed, but collapsed.
The tight thread suddenly relaxed and finally broke!
"God, why did you rain? If you rained earlier, my poor child would not be starved to death!" A woman fell to the ground and wept bitterly.
"Did you see it? Did you see it! Mother, it's snowing, it's snowing! If you are in the sky, bless your child to live smoothly and vigorously." A teenage child is wrapped in a tattered beast. Pi, with tears on her dark face, melted the snow and ice.
There was a severe drought in the year and there was no harvest. This is not the 20th century!
In the twentieth century, it is absolutely difficult for farmers to have no harvest every year, let alone in the ancient times when the exploitation was severe?
With flying flowers all over the sky, countless refugees in the North are boiling, or pointing at the sky, or crying bitterly.
At this moment, the Northland turned into a purgatory on earth, with wives scattered and changing children, but the eater didn't know where they were. Looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky, tears filled their eyes.
"Boundless merits!" In a remote old forest, a monk stretched out his skinny palm to catch the snowflakes that fell from the sky: "There are countless Taoist masters. Since my Buddhist family has destroyed the Buddha last time, there is no room for turning over! Everywhere is lingering, if we want to rejuvenate my Buddhism, we need to find another way!"
Boundless merit!
I don't know how many refugees in Northland fell to their knees, and countless Taoists looked at the heavy snow falling from the sky, their expressions changing.
There are those who are happy, and those who swear silently!
"Heavy snowfall in the sky, Ruixue is a good year!" Yu Juluo stretched out his palm the size of a fan, letting the cold snow fall, his face was full of intoxication.
"It's snowing, sir! sir! It's snowing," the servant of Zhuojunhou's Mansion cheered.
"It's snowing?" Zhuo Junhou opened the door and looked at the white yard covered with silver gauze with both eyes. The sky was flying snow, showing intoxication: "It really snows, not all Taoists have become awkward for longevity. Up."
"Mother, it's snowing, why are you crying?" The little girl said tenderly to the mother and daughter in tattered clothes standing in the snow, watching the heavy snow in the sky.
"It's snowing, go home! Let's go home! This year will definitely gain something!" The woman picked up the little girl in the north wind and stumbled towards the distant village.
"It's snowing, why hasn't Bairen come back?" Mother Zhang's eyes were full of anxiety.
"Don't worry Madam, the little gentleman is not stupid, he must have been hiding in the barracks" Zhang Lihua smiled lightly.
Heavy snow falling
Gradually, I never touched my toes until I covered my knees and thighs, and the snowflakes continued to fall.
And there seemed to be a chain reaction, starting from Zhuojun and spreading towards the surrounding area, a strong cold wave swept across with moisture, and a blizzard broke out across the north underground.
"Ahem, where is this?" Zhang Bairen opened his eyes and was stunned. He looked at the snow higher than himself in front of him, and shook his head helplessly: "Zulong is worthy of being an ancient god, and Dragon Ball is powerful, wind and rain. It’s so powerful! It’s a pity that it’s a cold winter, and the thunder and lightning are concealed and depressed, otherwise I might be able to use the opportunity to master the thunder method."
Lei Fa is the supreme magical power of Taoism. If the true Yang Shen can master the Lei Fa, warriors who see that the gods are not bad will also hold their heads.
But Lei Fa is too difficult to practice, and it is too expensive to practice! There is a danger of being chopped to death by the sky thunder at any time.
Moreover, each family's thunder method is different, and each is effective in practice.
The Taoist method of thunder is not the same as the real sky thunder. Even if the sky thunder of nature sees the martial artist being beaten by the gods, it will suffer severe damage.
The Taoist method of thunder is a simplified version of the simulated sky thunder! When the cycle progresses gradually, from low to high, it is not impossible to truly master the thunder.
It must be adaptable!
Most Taoist spells and magical powers appear to be paper-paste in front of thunder methods of the same level.
Lei Fa of the same realm occupies an absolute advantage.
"It's so snowy" Zhang Bairen stunned: "Fuck! Where's the sheep? Where's the sheep? Don't all the thousands of sheep freeze to death!"
Zhang Bairen jumped up suddenly, his short body gradually ascended to the mound, sweeping away the snow and looking around, but he did not see the movement of the sheep.
"I'm playing Dafa! This time I'm playing Dafa!" Zhang Bairen flew out from the trapped fairy rope and entangled the branches, then he was hung up, looking around where his flock was.
"I can't find it, let's go home first! I don't know what happened to my mother and them." Zhang Bairen showed anxious expression, using the rope to swing back and forth, walking in the snow.
When I arrived at the entrance of the village ~EbookFREE.me~ I looked at my sheep pen, and thousands of sheep were walking back and forth in the snow, which had already flattened the snow.
"Fortunately, you guys are exciting enough" Zhang Bairen smiled loosely.
The jellyfish in her sleeve rolled her eyes. Is this the cleverness of the sheep? It's clearly your own credit, OK?
Walking into the village, everyone had already started sweeping the snow when the heavy snow reached their knees. Therefore, the roads in the village were fairly easy to walk, and Zhang Bairen could walk across his thighs.
"Mother, I'm back!" Zhang Bairen walked into the yard, Zhang's mother and Zhang Lihua were sweeping the snow.
"You kid, where did you go! Why didn't you come back soon!" Mother Zhang stepped forward and took Zhang Bairen's and feet, kicking Zhang Bairen staggeringly.
Zhang Bairen smiled bitterly, this time his wife is in a panic!
What else can you say, hurry up to sweep the snow after the nagging.
"How did the little Mr. come back? It wasn't blocked by the heavy snow outside" Zhang Lihua flushed with cold.