Ziwei Pavilion has a high terrain and is cool in the middle of summer. Now it is winter. Although the weather has been warm recently, gusts of wind have blew, and Gu Qingzhou's whole body seems to be soaked in ice water.

She was very cold, but she looked ahead and didn't move.

She thought of Si Xingpei in her heart.

This lightning rod was used directly without trying. If it fails, Si Xingpei will be so sad!

This wife has been raised for so long and has been chasing her for so long. She has spent countless efforts and has been struck to death by lightning before she has given him a stable home.

Gu Qingzhou felt that he must die of annoyance, and his lips were slightly raised and he couldn't help laughing.

When I think of Si Xingpei, I feel happy.

Yunxia Pavilion not far away is only a bridge from the Taoist temple and Ziwei Pavilion. Everyone raised their heads and looked at Gu Qingzhou for fear of missing her expression.

"Ms. Gu is smiling."

Everyone saw it.

Gu Qingzhou looked very happy, but everyone was puzzled.

Sister Ye Wu and Ye Shan were very nervous, and they were even more nervous at this moment. I don’t know why the teacher laughed.

Cai Changting was one step late and arrived at Sanqing Temple at this time.

He saw Gu Qingzhou at a glance.

Gu Qingzhou sat there, a strand of black hair was blown away by the wind, wandering beside her cheeks, setting off her slender neck.

She had a leisurely expression and a gentle smile, as if she was sitting in a quiet place in the hall.

Cai Changting narrowed his eyes slightly.

The wind is getting heavier and stronger.

"It's wind blowing?"

“There was windy on the top of the mountain.”

After waiting for three hours, Gu Qingzhou also sat for three hours.

When Yunxia Pavilion went down, the onlookers were impatient. Some kept shouting and asked when the punishment of heaven would be reduced; some were talking in groups of three or three, and their voices were not deliberately lowered.

There are countless vendors on the ground at the entrance of Sanqing Temple, carrying food and tea.

Someone is back and forth.

Only the people in Yunxia Pavilion were sitting on the chair without moving, waiting patiently.

Gu Qingzhou was not used to sitting cross-legged, and her feet became numb for a while, and then they were like needles. Now they were gradually numb, and she couldn't even feel her feet.

She has no metal on her body except clothes, and she doesn't know the time.

"A little hungry," she thought to herself.

When she was bored, she also looked around.

In the Taoist temple not far away, the Taoist priest was sitting quietly, muttering words, but the true man Xuan Chong actually jumped for so long.

His movements were like flowing clouds, beautiful and complex. Even after jumping for three hours, he did not feel slow or messy at all.

This physical strength alone is praised.

"This Taoist priest is really endurance." Gu Qingzhou praised in his heart.

Xuan Chong Zhenren is not only capable of endurance, but also good at observing astronomical phenomena. If he was in the prime of Tianping, he would definitely be worshipped in the Imperial Heaven and accepted worship by thousands of people.

But in today's chaotic times, he has to rely on cheating and cheating to make a living.

Gu Qingzhou suddenly felt no resentment.

Under this heaven, people are like ants. Who is not working hard to survive?

Gu Qingzhou shifted his gaze and continued to look down, then he saw Jin Qiantong.

He stood up from time to time, shaking his feet, and was already impatient.

When he looked at Gu Qingzhou, his eyes were sinister and cruel, like a snake spitting out a letter.

Gu Qingzhou could not see any respect from him, nor even a place worthy of forgiveness.

She slowly retracted her gaze and stopped looking at Jin Qiantong.

Not only Gu Qingzhou was observing, but the same was true for others.

During the prayer process, Xuan Chong Zhenren also saw Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou's silence made Xuan Chong's heart slightly move, and he felt a little regretful to her.

Mrs. Jin Qiantong, the son of Mrs. Jin, is really incompetent, and is a world of difference from Gu Qingzhou.

"This girl is amazing. If she can live well, she will have some achievements in the future and will not lose to Mrs. Jin." Xuan Chong thought.

Mrs. Jin is also a hero among girls. Unfortunately, she is always in the family business, but she neglects the education of her children, which leads to all the children of the Jin family being unkind.

As my mind was messy, the sky gradually dimmed, and the wind slowly stopped. A white light flashed among the clouds in the distance.

The white light was very bright, piercing through the sky, and the bustling mountain road suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was shocked.

"Oh, there's really lightning!"

"The gods, the real person Xuan Chong is a living god, and he can really invite the heavenly punishment."

The onlookers almost knelt down and kowtowed.

The temple was more than three hours long, and when the weather changed, lightning came.

Gu Qingzhou also sat upright.

She glanced at the thunder-striking needle next to her and thought to herself: "Si Xingpei, if I don't die this time, I will definitely not take any risks in the future. Without me, you will be pitiful."

She didn't know where Si Xingpei was pitiful, but she felt infinite sadness and unbearableness in her heart.

She was worried in her heart, but there was no expression on her face.

After lightning, a muffled thunder exploded in everyone's ears.

A commotion broke out at the foot of the mountain, and the sound was noisy, and Gu Qingzhou's eardrums were shaking.

She didn't know if it was the thunder too loud or the mountain was too noisy.

Zhenren Xuan Chong finally stopped and, like his other fellow Taoists, began to sit down and meditate, throwing away the sword dancing in his hand.

Just kidding, anyone who stands taller than others at this time is at risk of being struck by lightning.

When Xuan Chong Zhenren sat down, he began to recite something, his eyes resting leisurely on Ziwei Pavilion.

Gu Qingzhou on Ziwei Pavilion frowned slightly, his expression changed a little, but he was slowly retracting and he did not show any panic.

"There is really lightning."

This sentence broke out repeatedly in the crowd. Everyone saw the way of living gods with their own eyes. Who wouldn’t be surprised?

Except for this sentence, no other word has any meaning.

The people in the Jin family were full of excitement.

"Mom, why is Zhenren Xuan Chong so powerful?" The big grandmother of the Jin family asked Mrs. Jin.

They were also shocked.

Mrs. Jin believes in Zhenren Xuan Chong. She doesn’t know where the other party’s ability comes from, but only knows that he is very powerful.

"He is very skilled and not an ordinary person." Mrs. Jin said leisurely.

With this lightning and lightning, Gu Qingzhou will undoubtedly die today.

After a muffled thunder, the world returned to silence and everyone was waiting.

After waiting for a while, the weather has become more and more powerful.

The people from the Jin family never took the joy on their faces, and even if they tried hard to restrain themselves, they looked happy.

Jin Qiantong kept rubbing his palms, thinking that God was going to avenge his sister!

"Okay, I'll ask the right helper this time." Jin Qiantong said happily.

After waiting for so long, everyone was looking forward to the second lightning, one lightning split from far to near, and then on another mountain.

The trees on the mountain were vaguely affected.

After this lightning, some lightning gate was opened, and the lightning and thunder began to stop and greet the mountain without knowing how to stop.

A flash of lightning flashed with dazzling white light and exploded above everyone's heads.

Gu Qingzhou watched the lightning come towards her.

Her fingers were tightly squeezed, her back was tight, and her teeth were tightened.

Lightning almost hit her facade.

Then, lightning turned a strange turn and hit the shaking thin iron pipe.
To be continued...