"That's!!! A dragon?!!!!"

"It's a dragon. It's the Dragon King."

"That was thunder."

"What's thundering? That's the Dragon King."

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain. God, you have sensed it. So do you give us rain?"

The people who were prostrating were stunned. They stood up one after another and looked to the west. Soon they knelt back and prayed devoutly. Some of them muttered words.

Even the tens of thousands of warriors guarding the altar were shaken. After looking at each other, they knelt on the ground with expressions of ecstasy.

Soldiers and people are all of the same family.

Liaodong is burning and wailing, and of course they feel the same way.

"Is this??? destiny?!!!!" Officials, monks, Taoists, and Confucians all looked up to the sky, and many of them looked in disbelief.

These people are more sober than the common people. Especially monks, Taoists, and Confucianists. If they really believed in karma, could they do such a thing as melting silver and gold into big balls and hiding them?

To the monks and Taoists, this time they were more like paying protection fees. We paid the money, and this general who assisted the Han Dynasty would be too embarrassed to raise his butcher knife against us again.

But at this moment, their hearts were shaken. Since the first month, there has been drought for several consecutive months, and the earth has cried.

Praying for rain abounds among the people. Some villages pray for the father-in-law of the land, some pray for the Dragon King, and some pay money to pay monks and Taoists to perform rituals.

But none of them were successful.

People also heard that the Mongolian people in the north and the Chu State in Nanhai Prefecture in the south also carried out activities to pray for rain, but to no avail.

It happened that today, when General Wu Nian of the Fu Han Dynasty set up an altar to pray for rain, the process was completed and entered the final stage.

It thundered.

Is there really a dragon in the sky, moving clouds and making rain?

"This is all a coincidence. I disrespect Heaven, and even have contempt for it. If Heaven was really conscious, it would definitely not help me."

"But this coincidence is really gratifying."

Wu Nian stood up and turned to look to the west. After the lightning, roaring thunder came directly. Some people described the sound of war drums as thunderous.

But in the face of the real crisis of heaven and earth, the sound of war drums is just a joke.

The strong wind and thunder are really majestic.

Wu Nian's face showed a look of ecstasy.

Wu Nian heard the whispers of the officials around him.

Destiny?

He doesn't need or care about such things. Now, as long as he ascends the throne and shouts, he will be the king of Liaodong. The Chu State, the Mongolian people or the Goguryeo people can't do anything to him.

What is the use of this destiny?

But this rain is really timely. Although the crops have suffered numerous casualties and cannot be saved, people still need to drink water.

The people had water to drink.

"Huang Emperor Xuanyuan, Yan Emperor Shen Nong. Let me just say it. It has been dry for so long. According to natural science, it should rain."

Wu Nian raised his head, showing a look of relief.

"Whether it's true or false, it's all destiny. The power of the Wu family will be as strong as a rock. The emperor also claims to be the emperor. But how many times can he pray for rain and succeed on the spot?"

"When it comes to the emperor, the general is the emperor."

Liu Zhixing knew very well about Wu Nian's character and knew that gods and Buddhas were imaginary, but at this moment, he was thinking very far. Whether it was fake or real.

People only believe what they see. There are many Buddhas in temples in the world, but only a few are remembered by the people.

Because these Buddhas [have efficacious effects].

Although Wu Nian has invited so many monks and Taoists to pray for rain, the real chief priest is Wu Nian.

In the hearts of the people, Wu Nian is probably a true god now.

"What a blessing from God. The general is truly the man destined for destiny." A few people, such as Gongsun Sang, who were both supporters of Wu Nian and ambitious officials, raised their heads and looked at Wu Nian with enthusiasm.

At this moment, only Wu Nian was standing, while the ministers, people, monks and Taoists all kowtowed.

In their hearts, Wu Nian was already shining brightly, as high as the sky.

He is the king, the emperor, and our king.

Gongsun Sang put his hands on the ground and bowed to Wu Nian with great piety.

What are the gods? What is the heaven?

Can you manage prosperity and wealth?

And you are the one who holds the power of life and death and can bestow glory and wealth on any human being.

"Boom!!!!" As the thunder continued to strike, lightning flashed one after another in the sky. The wind picked up, and the flag hanging on the altar was blown by the wind as if it was going crazy, making a hunting sound.

Then, huge and thick black clouds were blown over by the wind. They also blew up flying sand and rocks, and the sky became dark for a while.

This seems to be a scene at the end of the world, the scene is really huge. To the ancients, this is really like a dragon moving clouds and making rain.

Otherwise, how can we explain that one second it was clear skies and severe drought, and the next second the sun was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder?

He really is the Dragon King!!!!!!!!!

"Please God give me rain." A white-haired old man prayed loudly with tears streaming down his face, raising his arms toward the sky.

"Please give rain to the Dragon King." An old woman clasped her hands devoutly and kowtowed to the dragon.

It's just thunder, but it won't do without rain. Regardless of the Dragon King, the sky, or the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, please obey the request of General Fu Han and let it rain.

In fact, this kind of scene is impossible without rain. This is not a sunny day with drought and thunder, but with wind and dark clouds.

"Come on!!!" Wu Nian spread out his arms, raised his head and was ready to face the heavy rain. He wore a golden crown on his head and a purple robe with wide sleeves, noble and mighty.

The strong wind blew his hair and his sleeves danced wildly. At this moment, he seemed to be the mythical man who stood up to the power of heaven and earth.

Come on! Heavy rain!

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Everyone's prayers and Wu Nian's welcome were quickly fulfilled.

"Wow!!!!" First, a raindrop as big as a bean hit Wu Nian's face and the people. Then it was like there was a hole missing in the day. The heavy rain poured down,

It hit everyone and soon made everyone's clothes wet.

People's desires are extremely strong.

"The next one. The next one, a little more. Even if I get cold, I'll be happy."

"Please, Lord Dragon, have mercy on us and make it rain more."

People's wishes were fulfilled once again. The rain became heavier and heavier. Soon the violent storm wetted the dry land, and then formed stagnant water, and then people couldn't stand it anymore.

Lightning and thunder struck the flagpole. With a "pop" sound, the flagpole broke and the flag burned.

This is too much.

"General, let's go quickly." Gongsun Sang stood up, walked to Wu Nian, and said loudly.

He looked like a loyal minister protecting him.

"General. Untie your sword and take off your golden crown."

"Come here. Get the umbrella cover quickly."

The officials rushed forward and talked one after another.

"Don't panic." Wu Nian waved his hand calmly. Immediately, Wu Nian neither took off his sword nor his golden crown. Some soldiers brought a huge umbrella cover and protected Wu Nian as he got off the altar.

Return to the city calmly.

The common people were also running around in panic, and went back to their homes.

It rained, and it fell so freely. But a stronger wind and rain started.

Is Wu Nian really his destiny?

The so-called destiny is illusory. But this time, everyone saw it.
Chapter completed!