I have a book of ghosts and gods

"Heaven... it's bloody!"

"It's bleeding!"

"How is this going?!"

"Praying for rain today must have violated God's will and offended God, God is furious!"

"God! How unfair!"

"Is it God's will to let our common people suffer from disasters and suffer, and die!"

"The sky has no eyes! The sky has no eyes!"

Inside and outside Chang'an, countless people knew that today was the day when His Majesty the Emperor prayed for rain, and they all left their homes one after another, looking up and looking forward to it.

It's just that the heavy rain was not expected, but a little blood rain was expected.

From the initial shock and fear, it gradually became sad and angry.

Not only did no one scold the emperor for being immoral and immoral, tossing around and offending the heavens, they cursed the heavens instead.

There was a moment of outrage.

Although it is unavoidable that some people will doubt that it is because of Jiang Zhou's incompetence, incompetence and morality, that he offended the heavens, but it is only a minority.

It's not because of how tolerant the people are, or how much trust they have in Jiang Zhou.

Just because they believed in Emperor Tang and Li Shimin.

In the high shed beside the altar.

Li Shimin and his ministers walked out of the shed, looking at the blood rain all over the sky, their expressions were ugly, and they were uncertain.

"what happened?"

An old minister murmured: "It is rumored that in the ancient times, there were three Miao tribes that would be extinct. It rained blood in the sky, ice in summer, and springs in the ground. The green dragon was born in the temple, and it came out day and night, and it didn't come out during the day..."

"The three seedlings have died since then, and the luck of the human race has also declined since then..."

Among the officials, most of them are well-educated people.

Most people know what he said.

There are four crimes committed by the ancient human race, and Sanmiao is one of them.

Since the disaster of the three seedlings, the human race has suffered endlessly.

First, there were courtiers who slandered the Gonggong family, causing Sanmiao to rebel.

Then there was the Gonggong family who broke the circle, and then there was Gun who stole the soil.

All kinds of crimes have caused continuous disasters for the human race, and their luck has been cut off. Although there is a great Yu Dingding in the future, it is hard to return to heaven.

The prosperity of the ancient human race gradually weakened, until it fell apart and was controlled by the sky.

Seeing the rain and blood from the sky now, how can those who know the inside story not be surprised?How can you not be afraid?

And no one thinks that the rain of blood was caused because the boats on the altar failed to pray for rain.

He doesn't have it yet.

"Report!"

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly saw a Jinwu guard approaching suddenly, knelt in front of the driver, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty! Something strange happened in the city!"

Li Shimin's eyes widened: "What's the matter!"

Jin Wuwei said anxiously: "There are 110 squares in the city, and all the road ditches, floor drains, open channels, and seepage wells are full of dirty blood."

"Eight rivers and five canals, full of filth and blood, the filth soars to the sky, and everyone in it will fall!"

The expression of Junchen and others changed drastically upon hearing this.

In Chang'an City, there is a huge underground project for sewage and flood discharge.

Every lifang and every street is equipped with road ditches, floor drains, open channels, seepage wells, etc., which are connected to the underground drains on the ground.

Then it flows into Qingming Canal, Longshou Canal, Yong'an Canal, Huang Canal, and Cao Canal. The ditches connect all places and connect eight major rivers such as Jing, Wei, Feng and Ba around Chang'an.

This is called the eight waters around Chang'an.

Like eight water dragons, supporting the capital, they are the fundamental water veins of Chang'an.

Regardless of water, fire, drought or flood, Chang'an City can be guaranteed to be safe and sound.

The place of Chang'an was able to survive such a catastrophe until now, thanks to the contribution of these eight water veins.

Although due to the great drought, the rivers and rivers were also soaked by the Jie Qi, but with the power of the Tang court, they were still able to deal with one or two, and it was not completely useless.

But now something like this happens...

Someone already showed a look of despair: "Is it true that the sky is going to kill me..."

"Why is this so?!"

"Humph!"

When the monarchs and ministers were terrified, such as Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and other founding fathers of the Tang Dynasty, their complexions suddenly turned pale, and with a muffled grunt, all seven orifices overflowed with blood, the stench was incomparable.

Even Qin Qiong, Yuchi and other generals who had reached the realm of human gods, who were guarding Li Shimin's left and right sides, were suddenly shocked, and their complexions paled.

"not good!"

Changsun Wuji exclaimed: "Lingyan Pavilion!"

Li Shimin and the rest of the founding fathers also reacted, all of them looked ugly.

These people are all ranked above Lingyan Pavilion.

Lingyan Pavilion is connected with the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty and the fate of humanity, and if there is a slight change, they will naturally feel it.

This is clearly someone targeting Datang, suppressing the luck of humanity, suppressing Lingyan Pavilion!

Li Shimin looked up at the sky, the hatred in his eyes almost condensed into substance, and it came out.

"Too much deception...too much deception...you really want to deceive my human race to this point!"

He only thought that this rain of blood was done by the "heaven" high above, and also the great Tianzun who ruled the three realms high above.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not the one..."

Several monks hurried up to the shed at this time.

One of them, a long-bearded Taoist with immortal demeanor, hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Shengxuan!"

Li Shimin looked slightly happy.

This long-bearded Taoist is none other than Da Tang Guoshi, Master Shengxuan.

Master Shengxuan said: "The calamity of the ancient three seedlings was actually caused by the demon king of Shura, Luohu. That demon flooded the world with a sea of ​​blood from the netherworld, polluting the fate of humanity, and the world is full of disasters to this day."

"Although the water in the sea of ​​blood is extremely filthy, it does not touch cause and effect, does not enter the sky, and only the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld can suppress Lingyan Pavilion, which is the fate of my Tang Dynasty."

Another old monk, Hui Yun, the abbot of Ciyun Temple, said in a deep voice, "Blood floods the world and pollutes the world. What a heinous crime?"

What he meant was that even if the Lord of the Three Realms could bear such boundless karma, he would definitely not do it.

Too expensive and not worth it at all.

Only a place that does not touch karma, such as the Nether Blood Sea, dares to commit such heinous karma.

"Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood?"

Everyone was shocked, and some people who knew some secrets said: "Isn't it rumored that the demon has already been rescued from the sea of ​​​​blood of the bitter god, suppressed, and it will never come out?"

Master Shengxuan said: "That's right, if the demon reappears, those people in the Nine Layers of Heaven will definitely not sit back and watch, so it is definitely not this demon, and now the blood sea is in the hands of that blood lake great god,"

"This god once instigated a blood corpse in the blood lake to save Ku Tianzun, but now it is included in one of the ten palaces of the underworld, and is controlled by the king of the wheel."

Everyone was shocked.

"What does the real person mean, today's vision is caused by the Great God of Blood Lake? My Tang Dynasty has never had any grievances with Nether, and it has nothing to do with this Great God of Blood Lake. Why did he want to create such a calamity and create such evil karma?!"

A Taoist stared angrily at Hui Yun and other eminent monks of the Western religion: "The Ten Palaces of Yin Division are under the control of the Western religion. Now, you disciples of the Western religion, do you still want to pretend that you don't know?"

When several eminent monks were questioned, they all looked bitter.

Based on their knowledge, they can all guess that the only one who can create today's vision is the Nether Blood Sea.

Now the Blood Lake God is in charge of the Blood Lake Prison, and the Blood Sea is also under his rule.

This great god is under the jurisdiction of the runner hall, one of the ten halls.

In any case, Buddhism cannot escape the responsibility.

"Report!"

When several eminent Buddhist monks were being questioned by the crowd, a Jinwu guard suddenly came to report:
"Your Majesty, Zhechong Mansion from all over the country reported that there is no bloody rain and blood in the place, only Chang'an, and there is this vision!"

When everyone heard it, they were overjoyed.

If it is just Chang'an, although it is still a catastrophe, compared to the whole world being polluted by blood, it is already a great blessing among misfortunes.

Think about it too.

Blood stained the world?

Even the Jade Emperor, the Lord of the Three Realms, might not have dared to commit such evil deeds.

What about others?

"wrong."

"Only Chang'an..."

Among the ministers of the Tang Dynasty, there is no shortage of people with great wisdom and foresight.

Hearing this news, but in a blink of an eye, someone reacted.

"Your Majesty, this is to suppress Lingyan Pavilion! To break the barrier of our Great Tang's national destiny!"

"The thieves must be planning something in the dark!"

If it is only in Chang'an, although the country's destiny is restricted, it will definitely not last for too long.

The thief's purpose can only be to temporarily cut off the protection of Datang's human destiny.

Without this barrier, although Datang could not be slaughtered by others, it was enough to be in chaos for a while.

Not to mention anything else, as long as Lingyan Pavilion is suppressed for a while, "a lot can be done".

As soon as this remark came out, everyone including Li Shimin's expressions changed.

"Boom!"

Caoqu, one of the five canals in Chang'an City, is not far from here. From west to east, it passes through Zhuque Street and traverses the east and west cities.

At this time, the Caoqu not far away suddenly set off a huge wave.

A water column rose into the sky, over a hundred feet high.

A strange shape, covered in blue scales, rushed out of it like a dragon.

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar, the monster dragon rushed towards the altar in no time.

Sure enough!

"Visionous Dragon King!"

Some people recognized that this strange dragon was the poisonous dragon king who fought with the water ape in the Huaihe River not long ago and escaped after being injured!
Li Shimin ordered angrily: "Guard Jiang Qing! Fight and kill this monster with me!"

A young general in white robe and silver armor flew up, stabbing the monster dragon with his spear like lightning.

He is not a young general, but Qiao Luocheng, one of Li Shimin's master generals.

This general was already dead, but with the help of Lingyan Pavilion, his true spirit was reborn.

In the body of a heroic spirit, he condenses the will of martial arts, shatters the void, and turns the void into reality. It is comparable to the thoughts of the Yang God, but he has escaped from the shackles of Lingyan Pavilion.

Only then can you not be suppressed.

But Lingyan Pavilion was polluted, which also angered him.

The spear was shot, and he didn't hold back at all.

The Poison Dragon King is the Great Western Monster, but it is not easy to get along with.

With a flick of the long tail, Luo Cheng was sent flying abruptly.

When Luo Cheng made a comeback, it was already too late.

The Poisonous Dragon King has already flown over the altar.

Thousands of elite Tang troops were waiting in formation, but they couldn't stop the monster dragon. With a roar, the crowd scattered.

"Bold beast!"

There are [-] people standing on this altar, but none of them are easy to get.

If the rest of the people didn't care about Jiang Zhou's life or death, they wouldn't do anything for him.

But Wang Shanxi and others couldn't allow Jiang Zhou to have an accident under their noses.

Wang Shan'e, Zhang Heming, Ge Zhichuan, and a few people in command, including monks, monks, Taoists and laymen, all shouted angrily and shot.

After being blocked by these people for a moment, Luo Cheng finally arrived.

Several people fought together with the monster dragon.

Jiang Zhou on the altar took a look, then looked away.

Ever since it rained dirty blood and visions appeared frequently, he knew that his premonition was correct.

Today's affairs really couldn't be so smooth.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't use the Dragon Thunder Order at the beginning, just in case.

This premonition came from the "Shofu" in Earth Sha's supernatural power.

The so-called Shefu is a magical power of predicting and knowing.

However, it is different from divination secrets such as the Divine Palm Scripture that he has mastered.

This supernatural power is purely based on a little spiritual induction.

In fact, it is guesswork.

In his words, the palm nerve is an active skill, and this shot is a passive skill.

In terms of details, it may not be as good as the God's Palm, but it is better than keen.

But if you have a plan, you must have a feeling.

He didn't have much worry about the strange dragon in front of him.

Instead, he was worried about this sudden rain of blood.

He also heard the conversation between the monarch and his ministers in the shed.

The other party made such a big noise with great fanfare, could it be that these monsters took the opportunity to attack and kill him?
Not to mention the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the Tang Dynasty, the various religions and sects are not made of mud.

They are all gathered here today, and if he can make him burp so easily, he will admit it.

Not to mention this strange dragon, if there are ten or eight more, they may not be able to touch a single hair of him.

It was as if his thoughts had been answered.

The strange dragon was fighting with several people endlessly, and heard strange roars and strange moans one after another.

There were horrifying demonic auras rising into the sky from several directions.

The mountains collapsed and the sky tilted and the earth shook.

The expressions of Li Shimin and other Tang monarchs and ministers changed drastically.

People rose into the sky one after another and went to all sides.

Even Qin Qiong and Yuchi, who have always been guarding Li Shimin, are no exception.

One of them suddenly burst into a monstrous wave, over a thousand feet high, rolling like thunder, and overwhelmed them.

Before the huge waves, Chang'an City was as insignificant as dust.

At the head of the huge waves, there was a giant ape with a demonic aura, roaring up to the sky.

"The Great Sage Water Ape!"

"Xuanming True Water!"

"Isn't it subdued by Western Bodhisattvas!?"

"Xuanming True Water! It must be the demon god of the North Sea!"

"evil creature!"

The princes and ministers of the Tang Dynasty, and the real people from all religions, all changed their expressions.

The Water Ape Great Sage is not easy to get, and he spent a lot of money before, but he failed to get the samadhi. If the Western Bodhisattva did not come, I am afraid that he would have to pay a lot of casualties.

This demon ape was originally a giant monster in the water, but now with the Xuanming real water, it is even more powerful and unstoppable.

What surprised Li Shimin the most was that Lingyan Pavilion was suppressed and could not protect Chang'an City at all.

Even if the shocking waves can't hurt them, the people of Chang'an can't escape the disaster.

At this time, the human god Qin Qiong had already pulled out his double mace, met the water ape, and hit him in one place.

But the Xuanming True Water was powerless to stop it, coming towards Chang'an under pressure.

"Beihai! I will slaughter Beihai in the future!"

Li Shimin was furious, swore an oath, and immediately ordered: "Masters, control the water!"

The civil servants beside him are not powerless.

The brilliance of literature and dao is not only enjoyed by Daji.

It's just that Lingyan Pavilion is under restraint, if you want to suppress the flood, you may have to pay a big price.

However, before the court minister could move, Jiang Zhou had already taken out something from the altar.

It was a drop of water the size of a finger.

With a wave of his hand, the water droplets were thrown out.

In the horror of everyone's eyes, this drop of water, the size of a finger, turned into a huge wave in an instant, pouring down from the sky.

In an instant, it was as if a celestial river poured down from the nine heavens, rushing towards the thousand-foot huge waves brought by the water ape, with an endless stream.

Although the huge wave was potentially shocking, but under this Milky Way, it seemed to be insignificant.

What is even more astonishing is that the huge waves are washed by the Milky Way, and they all become one color, and they are engulfed to reverse the waves.

Before they approached Chang'an, they returned with a rumble.

That is Xuanming True Water, a drop of water can pierce a stone, and it is not an exaggeration to use it on Xuanming True Water.

"Tianyi Zhenshui!"

At this time and this place, it really is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Soon someone recognized the origin of Jiang Zhou's drop of water.

The essence of pure yin, the essence of many waters, has many changes, one number is the source, and one drop can transform rivers, lakes and seas.

Not only that, this is between heaven and earth, the mother of all waters.

Even Xuanming True Water must be assimilated by it.

"Hahahaha!"

Li Shimin laughed loudly: "Jiang Qing has a good trick!"

Overjoyed, he quickly ordered people to go to divert water to control the water.

As long as the flood does not rush into Chang'an, it is not difficult to quell the flood with the power of the Tang Dynasty.

Jiang Zhou exhaled lightly.

two...

What other means?
Jiang Zhou's eyes changed, he hesitated for a moment, took out the Qiankun wishful bag, and opened the mouth of the bag.

Looking at the Komako curled up inside, it also allowed him to see the situation outside.

"Hahahaha! Little thief! You have a day too!"

It seemed to understand the situation in front of it at a glance, and immediately became gleeful.

Jiang Zhou's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Komako, if you still don't want to hand over Hutian today, I can only kill you."

"You have also seen that today's situation, I am afraid that it is doomed. Since I am going to die, you naturally want to accompany me..."