The Tuiyun boy and Buwu Langjun didn't even agree.

"Just spread the clouds!"

Wukong said here, "When I point this stick, there will be lightning and thunder!"

The Thunder God and the Lightning Mother also said, "According to the will of the Great Sage!"

Wukong continued to say to the Dragon King of the Four Seas, "My fourth finger is going to rain!"

The dragon king said, "Yes! Yes!"

Wukong glanced around for the last time and said, "Finally, I point this fifth time, and the sun will clear up immediately! Don't violate it!"

Naturally, all the gods in the sky would not disobey, so they said without any hesitation.

After Wukong gave the instructions, he pressed down the cloud head, shook the hair on his body, and collected it.

The existences on this earth are basically all mortals with naked eyes, and they can't see what Wukong just did.

Therefore, Wukong arrived under the high platform, and he shouted, "You are done struggling, it's my turn!"

The Great Immortal Huli over there looked helpless, but he still followed the rules and made sense, so he just came down from the high platform.

Wukong even nuzzled his lips and asked him to find the king here.

Wukong Walker said to his master and junior brother, "He and I will go see the past of Che Chi and see what he has to say!"

After Wukong passed by, he could only hear the person in the past asking, "Immortal, what is the reason? I am all ears. I just ask you that the four tokens have sounded. Why has the wind and rain disappeared? What is the reason?" <

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Immortal Huli had no choice but to say, "I'm afraid the Dragon God is not at home today."

Although he lowered his head at the moment, he still noticed Wukong coming.

He now has some speculations and conjectures in his mind.

It's just that he can't tell the truth, because if he does, it will not only cost him his life.

He speculated and guessed that these monks who were going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures were related households and had a good relationship with the gods who made rain.

And how can he, a guy who follows formal procedures and doesn't dare to relax at all, win against the related households?

However, he can't say it clearly here, because if he says this, the heaven will lose face, and the gods and gods in the sky will lose face.

Even Laojun Sanqing doesn’t want to lose face.

If you don't get the upper hand, you won't be able to win two ounces, but if you get the upper limit, you won't be able to stop it with a thousand pieces of gold.

He thought for a moment and could only lower his head.

Wukong said, "Your Majesty! The Dragon Gods are all at home! It's just that the master's spells are not working! He can't be invited! Let me wait for the monk to show you!"

It takes countless times to build trust, but it only takes once to destroy trust.

The king said, "Go and wait for the conversation immediately. I will wait here for the wind and rain."

Wukong got permission from the king of Chechi Kingdom, and he quickly returned to the place where the altar was. He pulled his master Li Fu and said, "Master, please come to the stage!"

Li Fu said, "Disciple, you know how to be a teacher, but a teacher doesn't know how to pray for rain."

Zhu Bajie smiled and said, "Master! Master! Then you will be miserable! The king here is very cruel. If the rain hadn't fallen, I'm afraid he would have directly burned you, Master, with firewood!"
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Wukong Walker said here, "Idiot! Shut up!"

He said to his master, "Master! It doesn't matter if you don't know how to pray for rain. As long as you can recite sutras, that's all. Just wait for me to help you make it rain."

Li Fu came up to the stage and then sat down calmly. The only Buddhist scripture he still occasionally recites is the "Multiple Heart Sutra" passed down to him by Zen Master Wuchao.

He was reciting the "Duo Heart Sutra" and was about to enter samadhi.

Suddenly an official riding a flying horse shouted below, "You monk, why don't you sign a token? Don't burn amulets? Don't write a message?"

Wukong replied, "No! No need! I'll wait for the monk to pray for rain. I just need to sit quietly and pray."

The official went back doubtful.

Wukong heard his master reciting the "Many Heart Sutra" to the end. He took out the iron rod from his ear and shook it in the wind. The iron rod was about two feet long, about as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

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On his side, he pointed the stick directly into the sky.

I saw Granny Feng and Erlang Xun saw them, and quickly opened the sealed bag.
Chapter completed!