Chapter 138 The Formula of Thunder

The sound of the bell spread throughout the Upper Fox Hall, and the echo rippled for a long time, and each sound hit the tip of the heart, solemn and solemn. All the foxes stood up and looked over the altar.

Yue Linghu personally held a bowl of manna, walked to the Qingzhu altar, knelt down devoutly, raised the water bowl above his head, and lowered his head devoutly. In the turquoise emerald water bowl, it is full of nectar from Fengji Mountain, which gives blessings, which means that the wind and rain are smooth. Yue Linghu put the water bowl on the altar, and carefully put the white porcelain plate into the water. A crystal drop of water in the bowl sprinkled into the sky, and a colorful overpass was slowly set up.

The scorching sun broke through the sky in the sky and shone on the green bamboo altar. The green bamboo altar was immediately stained with a layer of golden brilliance, which seemed more sacred. The clouds in the air seemed to be called by the moon spirit fox, transforming into auspicious patterns, like full ears of grain, like the fruit of a bumper harvest.

After the Nuo fox presented the green willow branch, the mouth of the moon spirit fox had already said a spell. The thunder in the distance, like thousands of horses, roaring and galloped towards the green bamboo altar. The green willow branches fell into the water bowl, and the nectar immediately changed its color and became as dark as night. The moon fox threw the willow branches into the air. With the flying of the green willow branches, the ink nectar was like a black dragon, winding to the highest point of the green bamboo altar, and tilting to welcome the arrival of thunder.

Tianlei was radicalized by Ganlu, and with its momentum of thousands of troops and horses, it fell on the Qingzhu altar one by one. Yue Linghu began to read the fox sacrificial text. The sacrificial text was so bright, like a poem praising heaven and earth; it was so sad, as if to tell the sad situation because it could not harvest.

The sweet dew dragon, if teasing the thunder, sometimes climbing to the top of the green bamboo altar, sometimes flying between the green bamboos, like a naughty little snake, teasing the clumsy thunder. Tianlei also seemed to communicate with human nature, but it sounded among the green bamboos on the altar, allowing the naughty nectar dragon to swim, but did not touch the nectar dragon.

In the distant sky, a thunderbolt finally came on the stage, accompanied by black clouds, cold wind, and his most tacit partner - lightning.

With a gust of cold wind, the dark clouds were sent over by the wind. When they arrived at the top of the Qingzhu altar, lightning jumped out of the clouds, waved the ice-like cables wantonly, running freely in the air, soaring, bright light and shadows, which appeared in the clouds and hurriedly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Wait for the lightning to open the final prelude of the thunder, and the thunder will come to the final stage. When the moon spirit fox's sacrificial text read the thunder, the thunder sounded like a hungry eagle vulture and rushed to the sweet dew dragon. If Tianlei and Ganlu Xiaolong were just swimming on the altar just now, the sound of thunder is really rushing to Ganlu Xiaolong, and the speed is so fast that it seems that it has never been found.

The thundering thundering eagle with sharp claws flew by and left his mark. Under the control of the moonling fox, the nectar dragon quickly dodged between the green bamboo altars, as if a flying eagle would take his life if he didn't pay attention.

The sacrificial text was about to end soon. The Yueling Fox, who presided over the Xiaoman blessing meeting for the first time, did not relax. While controlling the nectar dragon with spells, he read the sacrificial text. Unexpectedly, the green bamboo altar was hit by the thunder, and several bamboos that had been spelled by the moon spirit fox were broken one after another, and the altar was about to fall.