The moment the blue liquid dripped, the statue of the rain in front of him blinked, then raised his hand, and two white wings grew on his back, slowly flew into the sky and floated there.

The rain and snow falling from the sky are like white flowers, surrounding the statue of the rain god, like a fairy among flowers, holy and beautiful.

When Zhou An looked at this statue of the Rain God, the more he looked like an angel from his previous life, and the fused flower fairies in the east, it may be the legendary combination of things and extremely moving.

When the God of Rain flew into the air, the God of Rain opened his mouth and spoke: "The people of God will serve the hearts of the rain in the rain, and you will be blessed by heaven, so that it will not happen..."

The statue of the God of Rain said a lot of things Zhou An couldn't understand. After saying it, the white wings behind it shook three times, then closed it, fell to the ground, and turned into the original statue of the God of Rain.

Standing there motionlessly.

Then the people below began to kneel down and cheered loudly, saying "Long Live the God of Rain".

Of course, Zhou An did not kneel down. He had doubts about whether the Rain God was a god. Besides, even if the Rain God was a real God, he did not respect the God.

"What is the blue liquid the city lord takes?" Zhou An said with some interest in the blue liquid.

This blue liquid dripping into the water can actually make the statue of the Rain God alive, which is really strange.

"I don't know either. Every time during the festival of the Rain God, the city lord will take it out, bring a bowl, and order a drop." Mo Yang said.

"You said that this blue liquid belongs to the City Lord's Mansion, but you don't have it in the Rain Sect, right?" Zhou An said.

"I don't know. I haven't seen the rain gate take it out, so it probably didn't." Mo Yang said.

"Okay, I don't know what to do."

"Don't you know if there is a rain gate?" Zhou An said.

"Cangyu City hasn't been here for many years, and even if you have been here before, I haven't stayed for long, so don't ask me. If you want to ask, go ask my aunt." Mo Yang said.

When Zhou An heard Mo Yang say Mo Mo'er, he refused for a while. He could imagine that as long as he asked about the blue liquid, Mo Mo'er might have to make other requests.

Besides, Zhou An was just curious about this blue liquid and didn't necessarily want to seize it. Of course, it was mainly because Zhou An saw that the blue liquid did not improve his combat power, so it should be an auxiliary.

So Zhou An's idea stopped.

The Festival of Rain God continued for another three hours until the sun set and everyone dispersed, and the four strong men also carried the statue of Rain God away.

Zhou An and Hou Ying returned to the Yumen.

But what happened to the Rain Gate now.

Zhou An thought to the disciples who were waiting for the battle.

Now the number of disciples in the Yu Sect has increased a lot. For example, in the past, there were only one or two thousand disciples in the sect who were on duty, but now there are 30,000 to 40,000, and the number has increased by more than one or two times.

Mo Yang was also confused and walked to the four guards' disciples and asked. The four disciples started chattering.

After asking, Mo Yang quickly returned to Zhou An and said, "I know what's going on. It was the big figure of the Beggars' Sect who came to our Yumen, so the elders of the Yumen asked all the disciples to come out to greet him."

"What a big figure in the Beggars' Sect?" Zhou An said.

"It was the elder of the Beggars' Sect who came with a group of disciples." Mo Yang said.

"Elder Eight Babies? He is at the level of acquired martial artists. Why do such a master come to the small Cangyu City for?" Zhou An said.

"I don't know, such a high-ranking master has never been here before." Mo Yang said.

"Then you go and ask again." Zhou Anfu said.

"These ordinary disciples probably don't know, so I'd better ask my aunt." Mo Yang said.

"Then you go and ask. We will wait for your news and go back to the room first." Zhou An said.

Zhou An had already calculated that there was more than a year left before the three-year period, so there was no hurry to go to the Wudang Sect. Zhou An used a few months to translate the remaining 10% of the ancient god characters in the golden wooden board and set off again.

In other words, Zhou An will stay in Cangyu City for several months.

Although Cangyu City is a bit bad, it is better than here remotely. In addition, it has rained for many years. Except for the residents of Cangyu City, no one wants to come here, so this is a good place for retreat.

Zhou An and Hou Ying returned to their guest room to rest.

When Mo Yang went to inquire about the news, he was also curious about what the Baba Elder of the Beggars' Sect came here for.

next.

While Zhou An was reading the ancient god book, Mo Yang walked in and sat directly on the stool in front of her. He picked up the kettle on the table, poured a glass of water, and took a sip: "You said that these Beggars' Gang are looking for trouble? I haven't slept all night and have been busy next to them."

Zhou An put down the book in his hand, looked at the dark circles in Mo Yang's eyes, and said, "How did the Beggars' Sect find fault?"

"The people from the Beggars' Sect came with their three genius disciples and said that they wanted to talk about martial arts with the geniuses in Cangyu City. Isn't this just a matter of finding fault? The Beggars' Sect is the first gang of the Yuan Dynasty. There are millions of gangs alone, and there are countless geniuses. That is, they teach our Cangyu City, and they are simply bullying the small by the big one." Mo Yang said in a mess.

"It is impossible for the Beggars' Sect to discuss martial arts for no reason. You must have some purpose. You don't have to beat me around the bush. Just tell me if you have any truth." Zhou An saw at a glance that Mo Yang had nothing to say and said bluntly.

"The Beggars' Sect wants Cang Yucheng to take out the Blue God Tears as the lottery for the victory of martial arts. Of course, the Beggars' Sect will also take out the same treasures as the lottery. If any party wins, you can get the lottery for the other party." Mo Yang said.

"The Blue God's Tears you mentioned are the blue liquid taken out by the Lord of the Rain God's Festival?" Zhou An said with a heart move.

"Yes." Mo Yang said.

"It seems that Lan Shen's tears are very precious in your Cangyu City." Zhou An said.

"The Blue God's Tears are a peerless treasure of Cangyu City." Mo Yang said.

"What's the use of Lan Shen's tears?" Zhou An asked.

"Only a few people in Cangyu City know about this. Even if I ask my aunt, I don't know about it." Mo Yang said.

"How did the Beggars' Sect know?" Zhou An said.

"There is nothing strange about the Beggars' Sect. After all, the Beggars' Sect is the most well-informed gang in the world, and there are very few people in the world who don't know about it." Hou Ying poured a cup of tea for Zhou An and said.

"How about the Shadow Gate in Ghost Market?" Zhou An said.

"In terms of inquiry, if the Shadow Sect is just walking in secret, while the Beggars' Sect is openly taking both black and white, each with its own strengths." Hou Ying said.

"You tell me this, I'm afraid you have to ask for something from me." Zhou An said to Mo Yang.
Chapter completed!