Xuanxia

Chapter 869 Asking for Rain
During the Xuanmeng Ceremony three years ago, Fu Qingzhou was completely unable to understand the Wind and Rain Formation.

But now, with his realm breakthrough and his deepening perception of the Way of Heaven, it is not too difficult for him to control the small wind and rain formation on his own.

In other words, now he only needs to put in a little effort and cast a spell to summon a heavy rain.

but……

That's definitely not how a shaman casts a spell.

The people in the Central Plains use common methods of casting spells, such as hand gestures, talismans, array formations, chanting incantations, and magic weapons.

When the Northern Barbarian shamans cast spells, they mostly communicate with the "animal spirits" or "ancestors" they believe in through the wooden staffs in their hands, begging them for strength in order to perform their magic. Of course, they also have to chant incantations in the process, but the incantations they chant are definitely different from those recited by people in the Central Plains.

If Fu Qingzhou casts spells in the way ordinary people in the Central Plains do now, others may not be able to see it, but the Yellow Sheep Shaman Zulaiha will definitely be able to see it. Situ Chong... This old man is a top-ranked actuary and appraiser of the Nebula Chamber of Commerce, with extraordinary eyesight, and he may not be able to hide it from him.

Therefore, Fu Qingzhou had to find another way.

So he raised his stick high and began to chant something.

He read very, very fast, so fast that no one could hear him except himself. The syllables of his words were strange and complicated, full of ancient charm and difficult to understand.

"what is this?"

Zulaiha's eyes were filled with suspicion. She even looked at Situ Chong and said, "Mr. Situ, do you know?"

“I haven’t heard of it…” Situ Chong also frowned and stroked his beard and said, “Although I am not very good at cultivation, I think I am knowledgeable and can speak many dialects from all over the world. This is not a language I know!”

Fu Qingzhou laughed secretly in his heart.

There's no way you can understand it.

Because he was reading...

"Are you ok? Hello! Thank you! Thank you very much!"

"How are you Indian Mi fans? OK Indian Mi fans..."

Not only that, he also inserted a few words like "Smith Masayoshi", "Yoshi", and "Sguoyi" in the middle.

English plus Neon language, can you understand?

I don’t understand it myself, you guys go and listen!
At the same time, a green light rose from his body, circling in the air and condensed into a huge bear.

Anyway, this true energy belongs to him, he can transform it into whatever form he wants.

But when Zuleha saw the giant bear transformed by the natural secret, his eyes widened!
"How, how is it possible!"

She blurted out: "Such pure and clean ancestral spiritual power!"

Not only her, but many of her subordinates also stared with their eyes wide open, and some even felt their knees go weak and they almost fell to their knees.

Under Situ Chong's puzzled gaze, Zulaiha said in a trembling voice: "I can't be wrong, this... this is the power of the ancestral spirit! Even the great shaman cannot exert such pure ancestral power. Only the eye of the ancestral spirit enshrined in the ancestral hall can, can..."

Upon hearing this, Situ Chong was also shocked.

He seemed to be thinking about something and winked at his subordinates beside him. Those subordinates understood and immediately started copying quickly in the book.

This little action naturally did not escape Zulayha's attention.

But she was now staring at Fu Qingzhou intently, not caring about these little things, and just casually said: "Before giving these things to your master, they must first pass my inspection."

Situ Chong smiled, which was considered as his agreement.

The person who was truly extremely excited was naturally Aiguli.

She listened to the entire conversation between Zulaiha and Situ Chong!
The power of ancestral spirits!

The pure power of ancestral spirits that even the great shaman cannot exert!

Who dares to say that Shaman is a liar?

He must be a true master who has been practicing in seclusion for many, many years! He will not only be the savior of the Sand Scorpion Tribe, but also the savior of the entire Yi Kingdom!
And such a savior appeared in his own tribe...

Aiguli believed that there must be some mysterious guidance behind this. Perhaps, her own destiny and the destiny of her tribe would be changed from today on.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes, crossed her fingers and pressed them against her chin, and prayed silently.

At the same time, the giant bear that Fu Qingzhou had condensed with green light also exploded and turned into twenty green rays, flying towards the direction of the pearls. Of course, he also heard what Zulaiha was discussing.

"The Great Shaman said that you are the skin of our ancestors. Your spirit contains the supreme being of our Yi people. In this case, you should have no flaws in acting as a shaman descendant."

This is what Mauisig said.

Now it seems that this makes sense.

After integrating the two secrets of Qi Ran and Yi Ran, the true essence attribute in one's body seemed to have transcended Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and all other attributes. It can be no attribute or it can be any attribute.

To put it bluntly...this is the power of heaven.

The ancestral spirits believed by the Northern Barbarians probably came from the Way of Heaven, so the true energy in my body is enough to shock them!

The next moment, the scattered true energy, under Fu Qingzhou's conscious control, penetrated into each pearl.

At this time, the pearls had already settled in specific locations and formed a small formation of wind and rain, which resonated with the heaven and earth. When these true essences were poured into it and the big formation was truly ignited...

The wind started to blow on the barren plain.

The strong wind blew up the flag on the tent of the Sand Scorpion Tribe, and then it grew bigger and bigger.

The wind grew stronger, blowing up the dust on the ground. The sky and the earth turned dim, as if a giant beast was roaring, and dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

"It's actually... true?" Zuleiha raised her head, her eyes filled with shock.

Even she had never seen such a magical and vast spell!

Ayiguli and the people of the Sand Scorpion Tribe first showed disbelief on their faces, which was then gradually replaced by ecstasy. They looked up at the sky with tears in their eyes, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

The wind brought the long-lost coolness and also blew away the haze in their hearts.

"coming……"

Fu Qingzhou murmured in a low voice, his eyes became unusually firm: "Everyone, stop talking!"

Dark clouds gathered quickly as if torn by invisible hands, covering the entire sky. Thunder rumbled from far away to near, as if the sky was responding to Fu Qingzhou's call.

He tapped the wooden stick lightly on the ground, as if he was making a final communication with some power between heaven and earth.

Then, a huge thunder exploded!

The first drop of rain, like a shower from heaven, gently touched the tip of Aiguli's nose.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, especially when it happens on the edge of the desert which has been barren for a long time.

Her face blossomed like a flower, and her eyes were filled with dew like the flowers in the morning.

Finally, it started to rain heavily!

The torrential rain was like a river pouring down from the sky, nourishing the long-dry land.

Everyone remembered Fu Qingzhou's words, and no one dared to say a word. In fact, they didn't need to say anything now.

Aiguli raised her head and opened her arms, letting the rain wet her face. Her tears and rain mixed together, and she could not tell whether she was happy or moved.

Members of the surrounding tribes followed suit, opening their arms to welcome the hard-earned rain. Some even knelt on the ground and let out silent long howls towards the sky.

Zulayha stood in the rain, letting it wet her clothes. The previous coldness and arrogance on her face was gone, replaced by an indescribable shock and awe.

Situ Chong stood aside. The rain blurred his vision but made his thoughts clear.

He looked at Fu Qingzhou seriously, as if he finally understood something.

The sky was growing darker and the rain was getting heavier, blurring everyone's vision. But for the people of the Sand Scorpion Tribe, this was the dawn they had been waiting for for so long.

However, they might never imagine that the person who brought this ray of hope was the one who intended to destroy their faith and kingdom.

Fu Qingzhou exhaled slowly, squinted his eyes, and looked at Zulaiha and Situ Chong through the rain.

The real drama has just begun.

(End of this chapter)