I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven

When the time came to twelve o'clock at noon, Wang Chao put away his magical power again and found a slightly cool place to rest.

Firstly, Wang Chao's magical power had reached its limit.

Well, with the projection of magical power, the pressure and backlash brought by the cloud character seal to communicate the rules of heaven and earth will be borne by the cloud character seal.

However, this does not mean that it can be used without limit.

As time goes by, the pressure and backlash brought by the rules of heaven and earth will gradually increase, and will eventually reach the upper limit of the talisman, causing it to finally collapse and disintegrate.

It will even have a certain impact on the magical power itself, causing the rule symbols to be turbulent and the combination to be unstable.

Secondly, everyone has been walking for a whole morning, and it can be said that they are tired and hungry, and it is time to cook.

After lunch, Wang Chao and others did not set off immediately, but at the end of Weishi, when it was almost three o'clock in the morning, avoiding the hottest time of the day, everyone set off again and stopped in the evening.

It was not until the second watch that Wang Chao lay down to rest.

After walking for a whole day, even he felt a little tired.

He closed his eyes and entered the consciousness space.

A radiant magical light ball was glowing slightly in front of him.

After a slight pause, Wang Chao had an idea.

The magical light ball in front of him quickly rose up and reached the spiritual power. The edge of the consciousness space was glowing slightly.

It was as if there was suddenly a shining star in the sky, a magical star.

Looking at the magical star, Wang Chao couldn't help but smile.

Then, Wang Chao turned his eyes to the remaining spiritual power, and his mind moved.

"Hua La La"

The spiritual power above his head began to quickly gather in front of Wang Chao, and at the same time a little mind fell into it.

And this little mind contained all kinds of cognition and concepts about rainfall, water vapor transformation, etc.

In this drought, if possible, it is natural to evolve the magical power related to rainfall as soon as possible.

The magical power that Wang Chao is evolving now is the prayer for rain among the 72 earthly evil arts.

But in the end, all the spiritual power was consumed, and Wang Chao did not succeed in evolving it.

After sensing, Wang Chao roughly estimated that it had only filled one-third of the spiritual power, and it was still two-thirds away from the complete nurturing of the magical power.

Wang Chao could not help but look at the dozens of soul remnants on one side of the consciousness space.

Isn't spiritual power derived from soul power?

It can even be said that the soul is the condensation and evolution of spiritual power.

Naturally, the soul remnants can also be broken up again, refined and ground into basic spiritual power.

Even if Wang Chao did nothing, those soul remnants were constantly disintegrating and turning into spiritual power.

Now, a large area of ​​original spiritual power has gathered around those soul remnants.

In the blink of an eye, the vast spiritual power was controlled by Wang Chao to fly over.

When it came close and was covered by the soul force field, the remnants of consciousness contained in the original spiritual power were stripped out one after another, and according to their respective attributes, they were integrated into the divine power and strange air below.

And the pure spiritual power stripped of the remnants of consciousness rose slowly.

However, as soon as they floated up, they were already controlled by Wang Chao and integrated into the prototype of the magical power of praying for rain.

As time went by, all the original spirituality was separated and all integrated into the magical power of praying for rain, replenishing about one-tenth of the power.

Then, Wang Chao captured a remnant soul.

Take a closer look.

The remnant soul was dull and wooden, wearing the clothes of the Wu family guards. The part below the waist had disappeared, and there was a knife wound on the chest, oozing "blood".

And after the blood left the remnant soul, it immediately turned into streams of spiritual power.

The dull and wooden remnant soul gradually became illusory and transparent.

Well, it is confirmed to be an enemy, so let's decompose it.

Wang Chao waved his hand and pressed down, and an invisible and powerful force smashed down.

"Boom!"

The illusory and transparent remnant soul was instantly smashed into pieces, turning into pieces of soul fragments.

Next, the soul force field enveloped it, and powerful shock forces swept back and forth continuously, shaking it into powder bit by bit, turning it into the most basic spiritual power.

Then, the remnant of consciousness was stripped off, and waves of spiritual power were integrated into the rain-praying magic power, and the rain-praying magic power was nurtured and supplemented bit by bit.

However, those soul fragments were not so easy to be crushed into powder and transformed into original spiritual power.

When it was five o'clock in the morning, almost a night, Wang Chao did not completely grind it, and the rain-praying magic power was not nurtured and supplemented.

It's just that the spiritual power in it has reached nearly two-thirds.

Wang Chao estimated that as long as there was another remnant soul like this, the rain-praying magic power would be fully nurtured.

However, Wang Chao was not in a hurry.

At least now, they could still find some water.

They got up early and took advantage of the coolness before dawn. After filling their stomachs, they set out again.

In this way, they arrived at the source of the Wei River, Niaoshu Mountain, without any danger.

It can only be said that in this world, the government is no longer in charge.

A group of six or seven hundred people were so large that no one from the government discovered or checked them.

Well, the number of people increased by more than a hundred again.

These are some of the victims they met on the road. If there are willing to join them, Wang Chao and his team will accept them.

The only worry is that the food will last less time.

Looking at the rolling mountains in the distance and the dry riverbed of the Yu River in front, Wang Chao couldn't help but sigh.

He originally thought that there should be some water here, but the situation disappointed him.

The source of the Wei River, which is "three sources give birth to birds and mice, and one water brings eight dynasties", does not seem to escape the fate of drought.

Deep in the dense forest on the south side of Niaoshu Mountain, there are three springs in the shape of a finished product, namely, the Yibian Spring, the Yuyang Spring, and the Tuyun Spring. Next to the springs are the Yuwang Temple to commemorate Dayu's flood control, and the Weihe Dragon King Temple.

Of course, this is a place frequented by those literati and poets. Wang Chao and his men certainly could not go there, but entered the mountain along the Yu River on the north side.

After spending some time, Wang Chao and his men found a mountain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack in the depths of the forest, and they set up camp.

The most important thing is that there is a spring behind this mountain, which allows them to draw water for cooking.

However, the water from the spring seems to be weak, as if it will dry up at any time and will not flow out again.

However, they have no better place to go now, and can only stay here temporarily.

Even Wang Chao once went to Yuwang Temple and Pinzi Spring as a tourist, and found that the springs there were scarce.

He didn't know whether the Pinzi Spring at the source of the Wei River had dried up in the history of his previous life.

But now, it seems to be drying up.

At that time, there is no way for them to use it as a source of water.

However, he was not without gain. He finally found out what time it was today from the mouths of some people here.

Now is the Ming Dynasty, the emperor is Tianqi, now is the Dingmao year, the seventh year of Tianqi, July 12.

Tianqi seventh year.

When Wang Chao heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This is really a critical node.

It seems that in more than a month, the emperor Tianqi will die.

Chongzhen, who hastily ascended the throne, dealt with Wei Zhongxian and his followers neatly after more than three months of preparation, and began the 18-year Chongzhen Dynasty.

However, this Emperor Chongzhen was too unlucky. There were years of drought, peasant uprisings at home, and the Jiannu were eyeing covetously.

Then the court officials were corrupt and took bribes and did not do their work, but those who did their work were killed by these ministers and emperors one by one, and Chongzhen himself ended up hanging himself.

Wang Chao returned to the camp with a heavy heart, looking at the camp that had already taken shape, and his mind couldn't help but fly.

Thinking about the records of later history, what Jiading Three Massacres and Yangzhou Ten Days, Wang Chao's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

According to Wang Chao's original idea, he would constantly refine his soul, evolve his magical powers, strengthen himself, and eventually become a saint, or even break the shackles of this world and return to the world of his previous life.

As for gathering manpower, it was only for the sake of short-term safety. After he had passed the weak period in the early stage, he could naturally roam the world without any worries.

But now, he always felt that he should do something.

Moreover, the evolution and improvement of magical powers seemed to require the spiritual power generated by gathering people.

In any case, he seemed to have to gather a group of people and establish a force.

However, he was a little hesitant in his heart about what specific level he needed to achieve.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person.

Although he had imagined some grand plans, he was a little hesitant and looked ahead and behind when it really came.

In the end, Wang Chao simply gave up thinking about it and trained Wang Dahu and others first.

No matter what choice he made in the future, they would be his backing and confidence, and his core team.

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