But where is Li Changzhou?

"Where are the people?"

The space between heaven and earth suddenly became white.

Then there was a boom and explosion, as if the gods grabbed a handful of thunder from the thunder pool and threw it into the world.

Everyone's blood surged, and the earth trembled.

"Cloud, there is a cloud, Your Majesty, the cloud is here!" the eunuch who had spoken before shouted loudly.

Emperor Jiajing then raised his head.

Endless clouds gathered from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the sky above the capital, which was clear and clear, was already covered with clouds.

But it’s been a long time since it snowed.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the clouds are enough, it's time to snow!" Shao Yuanjie stood on the altar, his voice rising to the sky.

The clouds were rolling, the thunder was deafening, and the world was flickering in and out of light, but there was only light thunder and no snow.

After confirming that no one could see him, Li Changzhou first summoned Yang Qinglan to his side - the "bond summoning" took a long time. Just in case, he didn't call Li Qianxia.

"Don't talk about anything else, let's make it snow first." Before Yang Qinglan could speak, Li Changzhou said immediately.

As he spoke, his vision began to wander.

Her long green silk hair flows like a waterfall, her plump tube top is embroidered with blue auspicious clouds, slightly revealing her snow-like collarbones, and she has a white gauze skirt and a white ribbon hanging from her waist, fluttering like a butterfly in the wind.

She stood on top of the clouds, like a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens.

"Snowing?" Yang Qinglan said, sensing the surroundings and mobilizing the energy of the five elements.

"It looks great!" Li Changzhou couldn't help but applaud, "We will make a set exactly the same when we go back. By the way, your "threading of needles and threads" can be done, right?"

Yang Qinglan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't say anything else yet." Then she said nothing else.

After a while, she stopped and said, "No, there are four forces that have welded the surrounding water to death."

"Four forces?" Li Changzhou immediately suspected Shao Yuanjie and his helpers under the cloud.

"You can't do it either?" he asked.

After half a month of training, combined with the Five Elements Qi Knife taught by Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan's strength has also improved a lot. In terms of combat power, it is at least 980, which is close to the limit of human immortals.

If you are not close to the limit, you will not enter the dungeon on the 1st.

Yang Qinglan shook her head gently: "Each of these four forces is almost the same as me."

"So many masters." Li Changzhou couldn't help but ponder.

I'm afraid these people are all here to compete for the qualifications to become immortals. There are four of them at once, and there are more who have not taken action.

"What is your mission? I am 'overcoming the tribulation and becoming an immortal'." Li Changzhou briefly explained his mission.

"Me too. Don't talk about this for now, aren't you going to have snow?" Yang Qinglan cared more about his affairs than Li Changzhou himself.

At this time, Shao Yuanjie's voice urging it to snow came from under the clouds.

"You can't get off, can't you? Let's run away quickly." That means there is no luggage, otherwise Li Changzhou would have already packed up his belongings.

Ruyi hit him on the head, and Yang Qinglan said: "I can't do it alone, but we are two people, yin and yang are one, plus my understanding of nature and "Fairy Ruyi", we can take advantage of those four people."

Take back control of the water vapor."

"Oh, you mean-"

Before Li Changzhou finished speaking, Yang Qinglan grabbed Ruyi's collar with his right hand and pulled him over.

In a ball of colorful light, the two people merged into one.

The clouds that were originally ringing with muffled thunder suddenly danced with dozens of lightning bolts, like cracks in the sky or like fiery trees and silver flowers.

The lightning disappeared and the sky and the earth darkened. Even though they were mentally prepared, everyone was still shaken to the core by the explosion of thunder that followed.

But they all insisted on looking up.

"The clouds are dark! Dark!"

The dark white clouds gradually become darker in color.

On the altar of Chongwu, no, all the ordinary people in the capital who knew something about the weather knew that this was a sign that it was going to snow.

Shao Yuanjie and other Taoist priests, as well as overt and covert practitioners, even sensed the huge water vapor of the Five Elements in the darkening clouds.

Did the Dragon King allow it to rain?

Is that kid from the Dragon King?

The thunder faded away, and everyone held their breath and waited quietly. Under the spotlight, white snowflakes and feathers swayed down from the sky softly and gracefully.

"It's snowing! Your Majesty, it's snowing!" The eunuch shouted first.

"It's snowing, it's snowing!" More people cheered in a vented manner.

"God will give us auspicious snow in the Ming Dynasty!"

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth turned completely white in an instant.

The snow should have fallen a long time ago, but the four dragon kings were holding it down for an unknown length of time. Then it suddenly started to fall, making people turn gray in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing." The eunuch whispered in a congratulatory tone and put the cloak he had held in his hand at some point on Jiajing's body.

Emperor Jiajing stretched out his hand, snowflakes fell on his hand, and every bit of snow light had a slightly cool breath.

"well!"

At this time, all the civil and military officials, concubines, wives and daughters, Taoist priests, imperial guards, eunuchs and maidens were all kneeling together under the altar.

"I congratulate your Majesty!"

The sound shook the world.

Above the clouds, the giant python of chaos collapsed and shrank. Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan stood side by side, their clothes fluttering, like a couple of gods.

Looking at Emperor Jiajing who was worshiped by everyone below and even a great master like Shao Yuanjie had to kneel down and worship him, Li Changzhou sighed: "Only by absorbing this kind of magnanimity can a person become an immortal."

He suddenly remembered another thing: "How do foreigners become immortals?"

"I don't know." Yang Qinglan replied, "But I know that at this time, the world's population was about 400 million people, and about a quarter were under the rule of Jiajing. Even if foreigners could become immortals, their chances would not be higher than ours."

Li Changzhou smiled and said: "Maybe some foreigners will come to the Ming Dynasty to snatch him and become an immortal."

"Like a Persian beauty?" Yang Qinglan looked at him.
Chapter completed!