"It's okay, I can't hurt Xiaobai." Sun Wukong shook his head, without any worries on his face.

"She doesn't even know where Xiaobai is, and the target is actually not Xiaobai, she just wants to make the rain come." Zhu Tianpeng also nodded.

Sure enough, this sword with a rainbow pierced into the hole and exploded without stagnation. The red ripples spread in all directions, as if they wanted to shake the black clouds and let the rain start to fall.

However, the black clouds seemed to be spiritual. While the red light burst out, they also disappeared at an extremely fast speed. The dark clouds in the sky were eroded by a large hole in the blink of an eye. The aftermath of the red light burst out of the peach wood sword also reached its limit, and there was still no trace of rain falling from the sky.

"The monsters are at work." Cultivation's face turned pale slightly. With the peach wood sword and dozens of feet of talisman paper, the rain was still not allowed to come. Moreover, this spell casting had almost consumed the spiritual power in her body. Without the peach wood sword and talisman paper, she could not do anything. She could only watch the dark clouds slowly disappear, the blue sky reappeared, and the hot sun burned the earth again.

"Is this a failure?"

"No way? Master Xiu has always answered his requests for rain, so how could he fail?"

All the ministers looked in disbelief. The result was completely beyond their expectations. I really couldn't figure out that it was about to rain, but now it stopped again, and the dark clouds have dissipated. This rain prayer may have ended in failure.

"Master, I failed." The little king's face could not hide his surprise. Over the years, the three national masters were like his masters. They could be said to be omnipotent and extremely powerful, but I didn't expect that this time I failed to pray for rain. This seemed to be the first time in his impression.

"Master, is it really right for us to do this?" Sha Wanjing looked at Tang Sanzang and asked hesitantly.

Tang Sanzang looked at the people who could not hide their shock and loss on his face, and was silent for a while, shook his head, "Maybe right, maybe it's wrong, but we can only do this now."

In a blink of an eye, all the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, the world was bright and cloudless, indicating that Xiu Li's request for rain ended in failure.

"The Buddha has appeared, the Buddha has appeared!" Hong Miao looked at the dispersed dark clouds, and his face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy. When the dark clouds were just overwhelmed, he was already full of despair. Now he suddenly opened the clouds and mist to see the blue sky. Xiu Li failed to seek rain, and the situation changed. Even if Tang Sanzang and the others failed to seek rain, the second game was just a draw, and there was still a little chance and hope.

"What a pity, Amitabha." Hong Ji closed his hands and sighed softly. If the rain came down, the people of Chechi Country would be lucky. Unexpectedly, they would not be able to fall in the end. If the drought continues, many people will suffer.

Xiu Li took a deep breath. Although she didn't know what the real reason for the failure to pray for the rain this time, all this is no longer important now. She can only ask for rain once a day. These dark clouds dissipate and it is impossible to gather in a short time. If she doesn't succeed today, maybe she can't ask for a second time in half a month. This is what really worried her. I wonder if the crops can be taken away.

"Your Majesty, this time I failed to pray for rain." Xiu Li slowly walked down from the altar and said to the little king on the imperial chariot, with a look of self-blame on his face.

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work in Master Xiuli." The little king shook his head and comforted him. There was no sign of blame on his face. It was just a failure to pray for rain. Although it was a bit unexpected, it did not affect the status of the three masters in his heart.

The ministers also woke up from their surprise. Although they were a little strange in their hearts, their general idea was similar to the little king. They asked for rain to God for rain. Every time they succeeded, they had already become accustomed to it. However, it did not seem useless to fail once. Instead, they let everyone know that it was not easy to ask for rain. They felt that the importance of the national teacher to Chechi Kingdom over the years.

"Okay, it's your turn next." The little king turned to Tang Sanzang and others. Although he felt that these monks from the Tang Dynasty might not beg for rain, he was still somewhat looking forward to it. This rain is very important to Chechi Kingdom. If it cannot rain in the past half month, many places may have famine this year.

Xiu Li also looked at Tang Sanzang. She failed to ask for rain. Now she can only see if these foreign monks can rain. The winner is second. If they can really ask for rain, it would be okay to let them win in this second game.

"Okay, this is the first disciple of the monk." Tang Sanzang nodded and responded. This rain naturally needs to be returned to the people of Chechi Country, saving people and causing harm. Such things cannot be done.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see if the masters who came from the Tang Dynasty really have the ability to ask for rain." The little king nodded and said to Sun Wukong who walked out.

Sun Wukong walked towards the altar, and everyone's eyes fell on her. The tiger-skin skirt and vest looked very unique. His straight and slender legs were a little white in the sun. The black thing on his nose also attracted everyone's attention and looked blocking his eyes, but the steps were not bad at all. They all guessed that it might be a special jewelry from the Tang Dynasty. Although they didn't know what to do, they still looked quite handsome.

"So handsome." Yang Feiyu looked at Sun Wukong and couldn't help but whisper, "Better handsome than a man, and so white."

"Yes, my legs are so long, so beautiful." Lu Tianyu nodded as well.

"I hope she can really ask for the rain." Xiu Li looked at Sun Wukong's back and looked at Lu Tianyu and Yang Feiyu next to her and said, "And, why are you both so strange about the focus?"

"How could the monk ask for rain? So there is almost no suspense about this matter." Lu Tianyu shook his head and said.

"Ahem, Sister Xiuli, it's okay. Even if we didn't ask for rain today, we will set up the altar again in three days to ask for rain. The three of us will do it together. Even if we can't ask for heavy rain, at least we will solve this urgent problem first. It should be able to minimize the impact of drought." Yang Feiyu coughed twice and said to Xiuli.

"Well, that's all." Xiu Li nodded, expecting a little bit, but what Lu Tianyu said was also true. Otherwise, Che Chiguo would not have been able to wait for them to come to save the scene. After today's competition, he could only prepare to hold another large-scale rain worship ceremony in three days.

Everyone watched Sun Wukong climbing to the platform, with nothing in their hands, and they suddenly lost expectations.
Chapter completed!