"Simple." Li Changzhou finally felt confident, "Does Prince Zheng know how the storm came about?"

"I don't know."

"I once listened to the Dharma under the Gushe Fairy Seat, and heard her say - when the weather is yang, it becomes wind; when the earth's qi condenses, it becomes rain; when the yin and yang qi collide, it becomes thunder; the yang qi becomes thunder;

Victory, it spreads out and becomes rain and dew; Yin Qi wins, and it condenses and becomes frost and snow."

Li Qianxia pursed her lips tightly and rolled her eyes.

Soon, these ancient people in front of her caught her attention. They were wearing cotton-like clothes and actually had a knife on their waist. Their hair was very oily - phew, she finally tolerated her laughter.

She continued to listen to her brother's nonsense.

"... All things are yin and yang, but they are all changes, and the five elements are in harmony. As long as I change the five elements and balance the yin and yang, the storm will naturally stop."

"What?!" All the soldiers gasped.

Zhuge Liang's borrowing of the east wind in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is exaggerated enough, but this sorcerer from outside the country who has never heard of it dares to say that the wind will dissipate and the rain will disperse!

"Seriously?" Zheng Chenggong stretched forward and couldn't help but ask.

"Can I still lie to you?" Li Changzhou stood up with a smile, "I'd rather do it. Prince Zheng, please come with me."

He, Yang Qinglan, and Li Qianxia walked outside, and everyone quickly got up to follow them.

"Master Guo, be careful." Wu Hao walked to Zheng Chenggong and advised him in a low voice.

"It's okay!" Zheng Chenggong held the knife on his waist and strode forward.

As soon as we got out of the cabin, the heavy rain came down like a blanket, which made our face sting, and the storm made us unable to stand still.

Penghu was swaying with wind and rain, and the rain was so thick that it was difficult to see even the people around him.

Zheng Chenggong’s original plan was to connect all the warships with iron cables and brave the wind, rain and fog to march to the treasure island!

Now, a Penglai Immortal who calls himself the Dharma King of the East China Sea suddenly appears, and he dares to say that he can make the clouds disperse and the rain disappear.

"Where are those people?" Zheng Chenggong suddenly heard the shout of Hudu Shi Yang Ying.

He looked around, and sure enough he couldn't see the shadow of the three people.

"Oops!" Yang Chaodong shouted, protecting Zheng Chenggong, "Protect Mr. Guo, the other party may be an assassin!"

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Everyone drew their sabers and held fire blunderbuss in their left hands. They surrounded Zheng Chenggong in the center, with tense expressions and sharp eyes.

The storm blew the cotton armor flying.

I don't know if it was sweat or rainwater that flowed into my eyes, making them sore and painful.

Boom!

Suddenly there was lightning in the sky, and the world turned blue and purple

"Come in!" In the thunderstorm, it was unclear who was roaring, and it sounded like a mosquito moan.

Everyone protected Zheng Chenggong and moved to the cabin step by step.

Zheng Chenggong was pushed away by his men. He raised his head, facing the heavy rain, and looked at the dark sky.

Boom!

There was another thunderbolt that destroyed the heaven and earth, and the sound of the thunderstorm seemed to burst through people's eardrums.

In the bright thunder light, Zheng Chenggong suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge figure, winding like a dragon.

Like a shower being turned off, the rain stopped in an instant, the storm slowed down rapidly, and the fog disappeared as if it merged into the void, revealing the boundless blue sky.

"Whoever draws his sword will startle the frost and snow, and a dragon will fly away in the light. Anyone in the world can be called a giant, but among the immortals, I am the true dragon."

Li Changzhou put his hands on his back, his long sleeves fluttering, and slowly walked down from the void.

Tick-tock...tick-tock...The rain dripped from everyone's armor, and there was no sound.

The spring sunshine shines on the earth, and there are already stragglers in the storm. It blows gently from the sea, the mist is like smoke, and Penghu is peaceful and comfortable.

The violent storm just now seemed like a dream.

Li Changzhou landed on the deck, smiling and looking at Zheng Chenggong and others who were stunned and had not yet recovered.

His current strength is terrifyingly powerful, but he has no ability to change his situation.

The moment he walked out of the cabin, his yin and yang merged into one with Yang Qinglan, turning into a giant python of chaos. As for how to control the wind and rain, that was Yang Qinglan's business.

That's right, Li Changzhou had no idea what he had done just now, it was like riding a Ferris wheel.

He is a reckless man, with the power of "hate the sky without control, hate the earth without rings", and his martial arts talent is as high as Mount Everest, but if he is given a small wind or a light rain, it is better to hope that the iron trees will bloom and the mountains will have no tombs.

, heaven and earth unite, winter thunder trembles, summer rain and snow.

‘The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you.’ This comes from Han Yuefu’s “Shangxie”, not “Huanzhugege” - Miss Yang’s original words correcting Li Qianxia.

Zheng Chenggong squeezed away his subordinates, stepped forward quickly, and clasped his fists at Li Changzhou.

"Master Immortal, please save the Ming Dynasty from water and fire, and drive out the slaves!"

......Um?

Aren't you going to take back the treasure island?

Li Qianxia, ​​who stood side by side with Yang Qinglan on the bow of the boat, shook his head and sighed: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Don't get me wrong, she was just gloating.

"No." Li Changzhou refused on the spot.

"Why?" Zheng Chenggong raised his head and asked in an almost demanding tone, "The Immortal Master has the power to reach heaven and earth, and he also has the heart to help me. Why don't you want to save the Ming Dynasty?!"

"My dharma title is 'The Dharma King of the East China Sea', which is not the 'Dharma King of the World'. I cannot go to land."

"Do immortals also have power?"

"No, it's just that the Ming Dynasty must have thought that immortals are not the masters of the world." Li Changzhou laughed, looking aloof.

He ignored the disappointment on Zheng Chenggong's face and continued:

"'Ignore or listen, hold the spirit in silence, and the body will straighten itself. It must be quiet and clear, without laboring your body, without shaking your essence, you can live forever." I am here to help you out of the island. I have already seen the Fairy Gushe

The kindness that led me to the path of cultivating immortality back then should not be lost to Long Wangshu."

Zheng Gongcheng's men finally came to their senses and approached in shock and fear.

Li Changzhou's expression was indifferent, but his eyes carefully observed these people.

No one can tell whether there will be players mixed in.

The white card was pretty good at this time. It was probably following the trend of history and helping Zheng Chenggong regain the treasure island. If it was a black card, it would most likely be a dirty trick.

This time he changed the situation - the operator was Yang Qinglan, also to scare these people.

Everyone avoided his sight, and no one could see anything wrong for a moment.

Zheng Chenggong begged again and again, but Li Changzhou said nothing, and finally the rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty had to be abandoned.

Everyone returned to the cabin, and Zheng Chenggong hurriedly asked: "Master Immortal, what are my chances of winning the battle with the Dutch this time to regain the treasure island?"

"The Netherlands is only as big as a palm. When a dark cloud comes over the country, it rains all over the country. The people are cruel, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil. But these people also have their strengths.

"The Dutch relied on their shipbuilding technology in Europe and were domineering. They were known as the 'sea coachmen'. They were not afraid of hardships and dangers. They went through countless hardships and came to the East from Europe tens of thousands of miles away and made a fortune.

"The strength of a ship and its gunfire are nothing. Your ship is barely enough. As long as Prince Zheng has their heart of not being afraid of sacrifice and facing difficulties, the Dutch can be wiped out with a wave of their hands and the treasure island can be obtained at their fingertips."

"As for natural disasters, leave them all to me."
Chapter completed!