83. Pray for Rain (Please Read Later)

Seeing Xu Xing wearing a purple robe and ascending the altar, the people watching the ceremony below the altar began to whisper. Among the crowd, the most conspicuous person was the martial arts master who was famous in Guanxi Road - Tie Zhangxian.

This man was just over 40 years old, and he had made a great name for himself in Guanxi Road.

However, he looked quite old, with gray beard and white hair, and an old face, looking like an old man in his sixties or seventies.

"King Xingtian has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and the sky..."

"I dare not be the master of King Xingtian..."

Tie Zhangxian stroked his white hair and long beard, and said to the head of the Wei family with a smile.

The Wei family and the Du family are the top families in Guanxi Road.

But he is not bad either. The Tie Zhang Gang in his hands is known as the three major sects of Guanxi Road together with the Huajian Sect and the Sushan Sect. Among them, his Tie Zhang Gang has the most disciples and the most powerful forces.

Although the gang's strength is difficult to compare with the family, he can still talk to the head of the Wei family.

"Iron Palm Immortal, your Iron Palm Skill is perfect. With one palm, there is no rival below the innate."

"With your strength, you will have a bright future if you join the army..."

Chang Ji, who was in charge of monitoring the guests, saw this scene and invited Iron Palm Immortal.

Siming Mountain Village has many powerful people and children of powerful families serving as generals, but there are few people from gangs. Even though most of the people in the gangs are from poor backgrounds and have no extra money to donate titles and generals, as the general in charge of Guanxi Road, he cannot ignore the power of the gangs.

"General Chang, we are all people in the rivers and lakes..."

"Don't participate in the struggle for power."

The head of Sushan Sect, Master Zhian, hurried forward and helped Iron Palm Immortal.

Unlike the powerful families and powerful families, even if these people fail to follow the dragon, in order to stabilize the local area, the court will rarely confiscate their property and exterminate their clans, and often only the clan that followed the thief will be exterminated.

The sects are different. The court has always despised these gangsters. In addition, they have no officials to help speak in the court. Once they fail to follow the dragon, they will die and their clan will be destroyed.

A hundred years of inheritance, destroyed in an instant.

The gap between the clan and the sect lies in this.

"Follow the king, the future is bright..."

"If..."

Chang Ji's eyes flashed coldly.

When the bribe failed, his tone was threatening.

Tie Zhangxian, Master Zhian, and Shi Baixi, the leader of Huajian Sect, were suddenly silent and dared not speak again.

"Okay, okay..."

"General Chang, don't get excited. It's not too late to talk after you pray for rain. You are destined to rain, and some people... hehe..."

Gong Yangyi played the good cop and entered the venue.

There are great risks in praying for rain this time. Except for Xu Xing who is slightly confident, others are worried.

If it fails, it will be a big blow to Xu Xing's prestige.

So the preparation before praying for rain is crucial.

Now the gentry, the clans, and the old masters of the Jianghu have gathered together. Taking this opportunity, they are forced to express their opinions, which is related to the stability of Guanxi Road. If the King of Heaven fails to pray for rain, with this statement, Guanxi Road will not be in chaos. If the prayer for rain succeeds, the statements of these people can also be regarded as following the will of heaven, and the disaster will be solved by themselves...

Compared with other forces, the Jianghu sects are the weakest and have not participated in the construction of Siming Mountain, so they are the easiest to attack.

The heads of the three major sects looked embarrassed.

"Serving the King of Heaven..."

"It is my honor."

The Iron Palm Immortal took the lead in expressing his opinion.

He injured his lungs in his early years of practicing martial arts, so that he aged prematurely. Anyway, he doesn't have many years to live, and Siming Mountain still occupies Guanxi Road for a long time. I am afraid that before he dies, he will not see Siming Mountain fail.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to be smart and enter directly, which is better than seeing the Siming Mountain righteous army besieging the Iron Palm Gang.

"We are the same..."

Master Zhian and Shi Baixi exchanged glances and said.

He who knows the current situation is a hero. Even if King Xing Tian cannot pray for rain, Siming Mountain is not something that their mere martial arts sects can deal with.

"Okay, okay..."

"I will show my merits to you in front of you later..."

Gong Yangyi shook his feather fan with a smile on his face.

Then, he set his sights on some powerful families who had not yet succumbed to the power of Siming Mountain.

...

Time passed slowly.

Xu Xingji went on stage at 15:00, and then sat there until 3:00 in the afternoon.

Noon is the beginning of the decline of yang and the rise of yin, when Kan and Li meet.

It is also the best time to pray for rain.

The time is up.

Xu Xing picked up a bunch of long incense and bowed three times to the three-legged round tripod in the center of the altar, saying: "When winter is over and spring rain and snow do not come, the common people rely on wheat and crops for survival. If there is no rain in the past ten days, it will be a bad year. The people will not be able to eat and thieves will rise up. Not only will the rulers who guard the land worry about it, but it is also not the reason for the gods to sit at ease. Who will see it!"

"The way of heaven is above, and the holy heart is the body. All the etiquette for winning over the people is well prepared. Even the ignorant people who are running around and afraid of things are not the only ones who think that it is today!"

"Why don't the gods also learn from it? Don't let the people down!"

He finished reading the "Prayer for Rain" he wrote, and then inserted the bunch of long incense into the soil of the tripod.

One breath...

Two breaths...

The hearts of the rebel generals under the altar were in their throats.

If King Xing Tian did not get the mandate of heaven, they might not be defeated, but they would inevitably feel a lot of disappointment.

The loyalists and the ambitious ones stared at the sky one by one.

Three breaths...

Four breaths...

Until the ninth breath...

Suddenly, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

The clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there were constant lightning and thunder.

The big raindrops rolled down to the ground.

It began to rain heavily.

"The destiny is in the four, not in the one!"

"The destiny is in the four, not in the one..."

The well-prepared civil and military officials of Siming Mountain bowed to the altar and announced the destiny that Xu Xing had obtained. Some smart people also followed suit and followed the Siming Mountain tribe to pay homage to King Xingtian.

"Did you really get the destiny?"

Tie Zhangxian, Master Zhian, and Shi Baixi looked surprised.

They did not dare to stand for long and knelt down. At this moment, they were not only paying homage to King Xingtian, but also to the destiny, and the favor of heaven.

The gentry, the aristocrats, and the old men of the rivers and lakes knelt down one by one.

The people of Guanxi Road, who were separated by the soldiers of the righteous army and gathered outside the altar, began to bow down to the kindness of King Xingtian after seeing the heavy rain.

If it were not for King Xingtian, how could there be such a heavy rain today!

"Zhang'er, look..."

"Your father has received the destiny, the destiny has been added to him..."

Zhao Yunniang, who was waiting for news in the Xingtian Palace, saw the rain curtain hanging on the eaves. She hurriedly carried Xu Zhang out of the house, pointed at the rain outside the eaves, and burst into tears.

This rain is undoubtedly the best proof that King Xingtian has received the destiny.

No matter who it is, they all have confidence in King Xingtian ascending the dragon throne in Shenjing.

"The great fortune favors..."

"It really favors..."

On the altar, Xu Xing used his true energy to protect the long incense lit in the tripod, muttering to himself.

Although he had already predicted that he had received the great fortune, he was still quite shocked when he saw it today.