Descending From The Heavens: Maximum Level Talent

Ji Shu closed the stall and turned away.

His followers followed Ji Shu with a cart full of gold, silver and gifts.

Not long after they left.

Ao Jing flashed out from a corner, staring at Ji Shu's back for a while, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes unconsciously.

He snorted coldly, pinched a spell of invisibility, and then rose from the ground, turned into a real dragon in the air, rushed into the clouds, and flew straight to the direction of the Jing River with a dragon's tail.

Not long after.

Plop! With a splash of water, Ao Jing sank into the Jing River and flew towards the Jing River Dragon Palace.

Just arrived at the Dragon Palace not long ago.

Carrying a heavy tortoise shell, the turtle prime minister, who looked very honest and simple, came over and said respectfully: "Dragon King, the envoy of the heavenly court arrived not long ago."

"Oh?"

Ao Jing glanced sideways.

"Where are they?"

"Gone."

Prime Minister Turtle took out a scroll from his bosom and said, "This is the edict from the Heavenly Envoy. Please read it, Dragon King."

Ao Jing took it and unfolded it, and glanced at it casually. He didn't care much at first, but suddenly, he shuddered and looked at it carefully. His pupils became bigger and bigger. He took a breath and murmured:

"Yuan Shoucheng's arithmetic is so earth-shattering. The time, amount and frequency of rainfall are exactly the same as he said. What should I do?"

Ao Jing didn't expect that the Heavenly Court would suddenly issue an order to let him go to Chang'an City to make it rain.

And the rain situation is extremely consistent with what 'Yuan Shoucheng' said!

How could he not be surprised?

He once suspected that there was something fishy going on, but when he thought about how his visit was very sudden, and that the will of the Heavenly Court was almost the same as what Yuan Shoucheng had calculated, it proved that Yuan Shoucheng's arithmetic was indeed unparalleled, and that all this was indeed calculated by the other party, rather than someone telling Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Shoucheng reciting it.

Thinking about the time and place that Yuan Shoucheng had given the fisherman before, which was also extremely accurate, he had lost a lot of dragon sons and grandsons in the Jing River, and even a lot of golden carp with the potential to turn into dragons.

Ao Jing frowned, recognizing Yuan Shoucheng's ability.

But it was absolutely impossible for him to surrender and admit defeat like this.

"Yuan Shoucheng is just an ordinary man. Even if he has some skills and magic power, how can he fight against me, a genuine dragon god? If I can't kill him, how can I be the general manager of the Eight Rivers?!"

Ao Jing felt that he had a strong background, and he was the Dragon King appointed by the Heavenly Court, and he also had nine dragon sons who held important positions in various important places. It was unlikely that the Heavenly Court would punish him just because of some "rainy time" situations.

Thinking like this.

Ao Jing was determined in his heart and made up his mind immediately.

The next day.

He really changed the order, and the clouds were spread at Si time, thunder was heard at Wu time, rain fell at Wei time, and the rain stopped at Shen time. The rainfall was three feet and forty points, and it was changed by one hour, which was three inches and eight points.

After the rain stopped.

Ao Jing laughed loudly, flew to Chang'an with great satisfaction, found a secluded and deserted place, landed on the ground, turned into a human form, and then strode towards the place where "Yuan Shoucheng" usually told fortunes.

The fortune-telling stand was placed under a canopy, and ‘Yuan Shoucheng’ was sitting in the canopy, wearing a Taoist robe, looking clean and refreshing, without a single part of his body being wetted by the rain. It was obvious that he had been prepared. His followers standing beside him were also the same.

Ao Jing rushed forward and threw away ‘Yuan Shoucheng’s’ fortune-telling stand. Amid the angry shouts of ‘Yuan Shoucheng’s’ followers, he showed contempt and sneered:

“Master Taoist, your skills are just so-so. The rain today is completely different from what you said!”

This ‘Yuan Shoucheng’ was naturally transformed by Ji Shu.

He was now eager to complete the task and leave, and did not want to stay here any longer, because his Miaodao Divine Calculation Jue was clear, and in a few days, more gods would come to this place.

Which gods were they specifically?

The secrets of the heaven in Chang’an City were becoming more and more chaotic, and even if his Miaodao Divine Calculation Jue and Miaodao Concentration Method had reached the perfect state, they could not calculate it.

But he was determined not to stay in Chang'an City any longer. This place was currently a vortex. Perhaps he could only be safe after Master Xuanzang left Chang'an City and the Journey to the West truly began.

And now Master Xuanzang seemed to be coming too. By then, this place would surely be watched by all the gods and Buddhas. If that time came, it would be difficult to escape.

Therefore, facing Ao Jing's provocation, Ji Shu stared at him with deep eyes and said calmly:

"My small fortune-telling stall is worthless. You can smash it if you want. I just feel sorry for you. As the general manager of the Eight Rivers, the Dragon King of the Jing River, and the father of many dragon gods, you are now being punished by the Heavenly Court for changing the rain time and deducting the rainfall without permission!"

Ao Jing was surprised: "You can even calculate my steps?"

"Hehe..."

Ji Shu chuckled: "I can even calculate the specific situation of your rain, but I can't calculate your steps? You underestimate my ability, Yuan Shoucheng."

"You, you, you... So, you calculated that I was punished by the Heavenly Court?!"

Ao Jing trembled and asked in disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, go back to the Jing River and wait. In less than half a day, you will receive the imperial decree from the Heavenly Court when you want to. If that time really comes, it will be difficult for you to survive. You will definitely be caught by the gods and tied to the Dragon Slicing Platform. At that time, you will be cut into pieces and your dragon head will be cut off. Isn't it pitiful?"

Ji Shu's voice was as clear as water drops falling on the lake, not loud, but it exploded in Ao Jing's ears like thunder!

His eyes widened slightly, and he said calmly:

"You, did you really predict that I would go to the Dragon Slashing Platform?"

"If you don't believe it, you can wait and see."

Ji Shu smiled, looking very calm and peaceful; "It's only half a day anyway. I can sit here and wait with you."

"......!!"

Ao Jing's heart was filled with thousands of waves, he couldn't believe it; "As you said, I am the general manager of the Eight Rivers, and my dragon sons and grandsons are all over the world, in the heavens and Lingshan. The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court doesn't look at the monks' faces, but looks at the Buddha's face, how could he kill me? You must be talking nonsense! You are threatening me!"

Ji Shu was too lazy to say more, just smiled.

But this smile in Ao Jing's eyes was more terrifying than the death warrant of King Yama. He paced back and forth, thinking carefully for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more panic he became.

It turned out that he thought of a crucial point. His power was indeed spread all over the ten directions, but there was no one who could suppress this huge power. He himself was unscrupulously developing organizations and expanding his team, trying to make sure that he had spies everywhere in the world. Such actions must have violated the taboos of the Emperor of Heaven!