Martial Arts: Starting with Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Bad

If Jiang Che can really do this, then he can completely prove his identity.

After all, it is impossible for a warrior to do this. Even those as powerful as the legendary land immortals do not have such means to reach the sky.

The Moon Goddess did not say anything, but just looked out the window towards the square of Zhaixing Tower.

It was almost the afternoon, and quite a few people had gathered around the square.

Officials from all walks of life, ordinary people, all kinds of people, and various schools of thought.

Ying Zheng deliberately spread the rumor, and many people gathered to pray for rain.

This also indirectly puts pressure on Jiang Che. Jiang Che made a big promise that if he couldn't really pray for heavy rain under the watchful eyes of the public, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor.

Xianyang Palace, Zhangtai Palace.

"Your Majesty, it is already 3:00 pm, we can move to the Zhaixing Tower..."

Zhao Gao walked into the hall, glanced at Jiang Che who looked calm and composed, and respectfully reminded him.

"In that case, please come with me to the Zhaixing Tower."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and looked at Jiang Che.

"please…"

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After leaving Xianyang Palace, Jiang Che took Jingwei with him and went to Zhaixing Tower with Ying Zheng.

The emperor's six carriages, six of the finest Ferghana horses, pulled Ying Zheng's carriage towards the Zhaixing Tower.

Accompanying him were Zhao Gao, Zhang Han, Meng Tian and other masters, as well as thousands of imperial guards.

Jiang Che was arranged by Ying Zheng to sit in one of the four carriages.

"Jingwei, give me a massage..."

Jiang Che lazily lay on Jingwei's round thighs and spoke lazily.

Jingwei was born in Luowang, and his duty is to obey orders.

Now that Zhao Gao had given the other person to him, Jiang Che didn't need to be polite to this cold beauty.

Now that he is Jingwei's new master, he has the right to give her "four zero seven" orders.

Jingwei said nothing, stretched out her slender jade hand and gently pressed Jiang Che's temple.

It was Jingwei’s first time giving someone a massage, so his movements were a little clumsy, but he soon got used to it.

Jingwei has learned all these things such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, massage and acupressure since childhood. A qualified killer is more than just brute force.

Jiang Che closed his eyes lazily, sniffing the virgin fragrance on Jingwei's body, and buried his head in the cold beauty's lower abdomen.

The hot breath sprayed, and Jingwei's expression changed slightly, but he still continued his job silently.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of the square of Zhaixing Tower.

"Sir, we have arrived at the Star Picking Tower..."

Jiang Che opened his eyes again when he heard the guards calling him from outside the carriage.

"Just wait for me in the carriage. I'll be back soon."

Jiang Che stretched and walked out of the carriage.

Jingwei's long legs paused for a moment when he was about to move. He just responded softly and sat down again.

She didn't know why Jiang Che asked her to wait in the carriage. She just needed to obey Jiang Che's orders unconditionally.

"Sir, I have already ordered the preparations for the altar. Now it's up to you."

Ying Zheng said in a calm voice, looking forward to the boy's next performance.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Leave it to me."

Jiang Che smiled calmly, full of confidence, and did not explain too much.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, he slowly stepped onto the bluestone steps and headed towards the altar in the middle of the square.

This rain-praying event caused a lot of sensation, and almost all the spies from various schools of thought hidden in Xianyang City came.

Farmers, Yin-Yangists, Taoists, Taoists, Confucians, Legalists...

In the inn opposite the Zhaixing Tower, a woman with white hair, wearing a Taoist robe and an indifferent expression stared at Jiang Che in the Zhaixing Tower Square without blinking.

"Controlling clouds and rain, does this great magical power recorded in Taoist scriptures really exist..."

The white-haired woman murmured to herself, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"Sister Wan'er, look! Brother Che is here!"

In a corner where the crowd gathered, Huang Rong kept shaking Wanwan's arms and spoke in an excited tone.

Ever since Jiang Che showed up, Little Huang Rong had locked her eyes on him without moving them away for even a moment, as if the man in white was the only thing in her eyes.

Although she had never seen Jiang Che display his magical power to control the clouds and rain, Huang Rong believed that Jiang Che could definitely do it.

"I saw it. Little girl, you miss your brother Che so much after only not seeing him for half a day?"

Wanwan stretched out her green jade fingers and poked Huang Rong's little head, speaking jokingly.

"Hey, of course."

"If possible, I don't want to be separated from Brother Che for a long time."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, her red lips raised, and she expressed her true thoughts without any reservation.

"Master, could it be possible that you really know this legendary rain-praying technique?"

Looking at Jiang Che, who was calm and composed, Duanmu Rong frowned slightly and muttered to herself hesitantly.

Jiang Che acted too calmly, as if what he was going to do was just a small matter, which made her suspicious.

"Who knows, maybe Mr. Jiang can really pray for the nectar of Daqin..."

"After all, he is always so mysterious..."

Yan Lingji spoke lazily, with her arms folded across her chest, looking at Jiang Che with interest, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

.........

Accompanied by constant discussions from people around.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jiang Che slowly came to the altar that had been prepared in advance.

Looking at the incense, candles, various offerings, and yellow talismans and cinnabar pens placed on the altar, Jiang Che did not waste any time.

After picking up the cinnabar pen, he started to draw the thundercloud spell, strong wind spell, dark rain spell and so on.

Jiang Che's movements were smooth and flowing, and his writing was as smooth as a flying swan.

It only took a few moments to draw the talisman needed for praying for rain.

Jiang Che waved his hand and directly cast the Thunder Cloud Spell and the Strong Wind Spell into the air, and began to chant something.

"The great Thunder God of Taoism, thunderbolts in the sky, the Lightning Goddess exerts her might, in the middle of the sun in the south sky, I pray for sweet rain, and offer three sacrifices to thank the gods."

"The great Thunder God of Taoism, thunderbolts in the sky, the Lightning Goddess exerts her might, in the middle of the sun in the south sky, I pray for sweet rain, and offer three sacrifices to thank the gods."

The yellow talisman spontaneously combusted in the air without wind, and the talisman ashes scattered all over the sky.

Jiang Che used his own great magic power and the Maoshan rain-making formula to directly communicate with the heaven, earth and nature.

All of a sudden!

The situation has changed!

The originally bright sunny and cloudless sky suddenly changed. Dark clouds blocked the sunlight, thunderclouds rolled in, strong winds howled, and a storm was about to come.

"Boom!"

Bursts of thunder continued to come from the thunderclouds, echoing through the sky and lingering for a long time.

"This……"

"Sir, it really did bring heavy rain!"

Seeing the sudden change in the celestial phenomenon, Ying Zheng's face became extremely excited, and his body began to tremble due to excessive excitement.

Looking at the weather conditions, we know that heavy rain will come soon, and with the thunderclouds so dense, the rain will probably be quite heavy.

If this heavy rain irrigates the entire territory of Daqin, it can completely solve the drought problem in Daqin that has lasted for two consecutive months!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed and he said loudly.

"May I ask if there is a way to make this heavy rain spread to the entire Daqin?"

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, all the civil and military officials who were still whispering around him fell silent.

Everyone looked at Jiang Che, wanting to see how he would answer.

Being able to change the celestial phenomena of the entire Xianyang city is already an incredible thing.

The territory of Daqin stretches for thousands of miles. It is simply unbelievable to think that the entire Daqin will be blessed by the rain.

If Jiang Che can really do this, then what is the difference between him and the legendary immortal?

"It's impossible."

Jiang Che smiled faintly and naturally understood Ying Zheng's plan.

Well, I have been practicing Taoism for so long, I might as well seek some benefits for the people of Dawn.

After saying this, Jiang Che didn't think any more and continued to draw various talismans in front of the altar.

This time, not only the strong wind spell and the thundercloud spell are needed, but also the expansion spell that can expand the range of rainfall.

The territory of Daqin is vast, and it is indeed difficult to bring heavy rain to the entire Daqin.

Fortunately, after swallowing the Yin-Yang Qingming Fruit last time, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, otherwise he would have been stretched.

A cultivator in the Jindan realm has a spiritual consciousness that covers an area of ​​ten miles in radius. He can move mountains and fill the sea, and fly with a sword. Although it is a bit difficult to do so with the help of supreme secret techniques, it is not impossible.

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Jiang Che waved his hand, and dozens of talismans disappeared into the void and ignited without wind.

Jiang Che used the power of the golden elixir to communicate with the heaven, earth and nature, and began to control the thunderclouds in Xianyang City to expand continuously and move in all directions.

Under the confused gazes of everyone, the thunderclouds quickly left Xianyang City and headed quickly towards the barren mountains and swamps surrounding Xianyang City.

"fall!"

Jiang Che roared loudly, and the sky filled with rolling thunderclouds suddenly became windy.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down, covering the entire city of Xianyang.

"Oh my god, it's actually raining?"

"This Mr. Jiang is truly a god, so terrifying!"

"What's the difference between this busy method and the legendary immortals?"

"I thought I was laughing at my arrogance, but it turns out I am the clown myself."

"With you here, my Great Qin will never have to worry about anything!"

"This... this is truly amazing..."

With deafening thunder constantly ringing in his ears, Ying Zheng let the heavy rain pour down on his whole body, talking to himself.

He just mentioned it casually, and Ying Zheng didn't expect Jiang Che to actually do it.

Zhao Gao, who was standing by, silently took out the umbrella he had prepared in advance and shielded Ying Zheng from the heavy rain.

Looking at Jiang Che who was calm and composed in front of the square, as if he had done something insignificant, Zhao Gao's eyes became more fearful and his scalp went numb!

"Such a person must not be made an enemy..."

As his mind raced, Zhao Gao already had an idea in his mind.

Even if we cannot win over a terrifying existence like Jiang Che, we must never make him our enemy!

Thinking of his previous intention to test the other party, Zhao Gao felt terrified.

Fortunately, he held back and didn't attack. For a being like this, it would be unnecessary to slap himself to death...

Zhang Han, standing by, also looked at the figure in white clothes as white as snow, standing proudly in the world, with a face full of admiration.