Zhao Yan's words caused the entire scene to fall silent.
Everyone looked at the branch with a dead leaf in his hand, and their expressions were a little strange.
"Mr. Zhao…your medical skills are so high, but praying for rain might not be your forte?”
Young Master Wu swallowed his saliva and advised with some difficulty.
Zhao Yan's medical skills had been certified for two years, so everyone naturally recognized him.
But praying for rain…
"Mister Zhao, are you joking?" Wang Jian walked forward and asked in a low voice.”
Zhao Yan glanced at him, then swept his gaze across the crowd.
"Since no one believes it, then seeing is believing.”
"If the rain doesn't come today, I'll come to the village every day for a month to fill everyone's water tank!”
"Ha!" The crowd exclaimed.
The Yangjia Village outside Liquan County was neither big nor small.
There were about 200 households in the village.
Every household must have a large water tank.
If Zhao Yan really couldn't pray for rain, he would have to carry water non-stop from morning to night…
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched.
This young mister was truly a strange person.
He was often amazed.
It often made people laugh and cry.
"Alright, it's useless to say more."
Zhao Yan waved his hand." Let's start!”
The Three-bodied Daoist was also very curious about his method.
He looked up at the sky.
The sun shone brightly.
There was basically no guarantee of rain today.
"Since you want to make a fool of yourself in public, I won't stop you."”
"It's just that if you can't summon the rain this time, Hanba's primordial spirit will also escape during this period of time.”
"If I were to cast the spell again, I would definitely be severely injured.”
Young Master Wu didn't want to offend Zhao Yan, so he quickly added,""Don't worry, Daoist Priest."
"My family recently got a good ginseng. Tonight, I'll let Taoist priest nourish his body.”
Only then did the Three-bodied Daoist let out a satisfied grunt.
He stroked his beard, held his peach wood sword, and walked down the altar with his hands behind his back.
? Zhao Yan wasn't modest at all and walked up to the altar.
This altar was set up by the villagers, so the offerings were naturally not rich.
Zhao Yan closed his eyes. A breeze blew past, causing his hair band to flutter slightly.
The surrounding spectators all did not dare to breathe loudly, afraid of disturbing Zhao Yan's mind.
After all, opening a forum was the most taxing.
Zhao Yan was actually looking at the equipment in the system warehouse.
The clouds above were getting thicker and thicker, and the signs of raindrops had already begun to appear.
After a while, Zhao Yan opened his eyes and waved the branch in his hand.
"Heaven and earth are deaf, the sun and moon are blind, and the drought in the human world does not cause rain.”
Zhao Yan's figure was graceful, and the tree branch in his hand seemed to have a life of its own as it danced with him.
"The mountains and rivers are haggard and the vegetation is withered. The happy people in the sky complain.”
The twigs danced and brought along a fine air current that circled around his body.
A gentle breeze blew again, and this time, it was slightly damp.
The wind caused Zhao Yan's clothes to flutter, instantly creating an illusion: It was as if he wanted to ride the wind and return to his home.
As a high official, Meng Yi had to carry out his duties as a civil official.
However, he had been by the side of the First Emperor for many years, and his martial arts could be said to be one of the best in Great Qin.
Looking at Zhao Yan's swordsmanship, he could not help but whisper to Ying Zheng,""Mister Zhao's swordsmanship is truly marvelous!”
"But can you really beg for rain like this?”
Seeing that Zhao Yan's feet were as light as a cloud, Ying Zheng was also a little stunned.
"This…"
"I don't know either."
After the two of them finished speaking, they suddenly felt the sun begin to darken.
The surrounding villagers also felt it.
The sky, which was still sunny a moment ago, was suddenly covered in thick clouds.
Everyone looked up at the sky in disbelief. Then, they heard Zhao Yan suddenly speed up.
"When I ride the crane down Fusang, I will shout at the tired dragon and the axe.”
"The Proud Yang God below the Kui Star will be bound and sent to the Feng Mansion.”
"Summon the Thunder God, summon the lightning, and let the wind and clouds blow between heaven and earth.”
The clouds were getting thicker.
Many villagers knelt down spontaneously and began to worship the heavens.
The Three-bodied Daoist looked at the sky in disbelief.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" he muttered.
He had seen the sky before, although he wasn't too sure.
If it was going to rain, although it would be in the next two days, it couldn't be now!
Moreover, this person's method of sacrifice was completely unprecedented!
No matter how ignorant he was, he knew that this person was purely performing the sword dance to look good!
Seeing that it was about time, Zhao Yan did not delay any longer. He immediately executed a set of sword techniques that flowed like water. Then, he pointed the branch in his hand towards the sky.
He looked at the raindrops on the instrument and shouted.
"It's raining!"
A strong wind blew, and bean-sized raindrops fell under everyone's shocked eyes.
One drop, two drops.
The scorching sun was still hanging in the sky, but more than half of the Yang Family Village was under the rain.
The crowd was in an uproar.
"It's really raining!"
"Is Mr. Zhao an immortal from the heavens? Can you really pray for rain?"
The villagers all knelt on the ground, praying to the heavens while murmuring words of thanks to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan took back the branch and heaved a sigh of relief.
It was alright, it was alright.
Dance a little longer and he'll feel like a fool
Acting tough still hurts your body a little.
The guards behind them took out a few umbrellas from nowhere and held them over the heads of the three big shots.
For the first time, Ying Zheng lost his composure.
He looked at the young man standing at the front of the crowd, wiping the rain off his face and smiling wantonly.
"God, Immortal!"
"God bless Great Qin!"
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