No matter how powerful Zhang Ling was, she could not have expected such a loophole in her well-prepared and infallible plan. In particular, she never thought that there was a white light in the main hall Dharma array, which never dispersed or gathered. This was part of the Zhenyuan and soul that did not completely enter Deng Jiao's body!

This is the so-called "a hundred secrets and a sparse".

While Zhang Ling was busy preparing his last mace, Li Yundong and the students of Tiannan university had changed four waves of people. After the last batch of students came to Longhu Mountain and tossed for a few days, the time had entered Qingming integrity.

The ancients have a poem: it rains one after another during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi Province was originally a place with plenty of rain. At the Qingming Festival, it was almost endless rain all day, and the air humidity increased sharply. Even practitioners felt that there was a layer of water slurry hanging all over their body, which was very uncomfortable.

Practitioners are most afraid of moisture entering the body. In such a season, they are very reluctant to practice. If they want to survive the thunder disaster, it is just a dream.

Li Yundong made a fuss in Longhu Mountain and forcibly delayed the practice steps of all the members of Zhengyi sect. It really made the Zhengyi sect miserable. They were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood. If it weren't for their sake that they couldn't beat Li invincible, I'm afraid they would have broken Li Yundong to pieces.

As the saying goes, breaking people's wealth is like killing their parents. Businessmen pursue profits and practitioners pursue growing power. Li Yundong's practice is really insidious and vicious. Zhengyi teaches everyone to be angry. Looking at the students of Tiannan University, their eyes are green. If their eyes can kill, they are afraid that the students of Tiannan university would have died hundreds of times.

No matter how painful the nightmare is, it will come to an end. When the Tomb Sweeping Day comes, Li Yundong is finally ready to stop. He looks at his Zhengyi Taoist priests with an angry face in front of him, smiles and says a sentence that makes them almost jump off the cliff collectively: "see you next year!"

Zhang Liufang worshipped Li Yundong so much that she almost fainted. She exclaimed, "what? Will you come back next year?"

Li Yundong looked around and saw that there were no other people around. He smiled and said, "of course, if the asters are not saved one day, I will not give up one day. If she is not saved one year, I will bring people to Longhu Mountain to burn incense and worship God at this time of year."

Zhang Liufang patted his forehead and groaned bitterly: "God... You can kill me now!"

Zou Ping showed her anger and shouted, "Li Yundong, don't push an inch, you..."

Li Yundong didn't wait for her to finish, so he interrupted her and said, "ladies and gentlemen, I'm leaving."

Zou Ping was so angry that she was about to speak, but she saw Li Yundong turn around and leave. The Taoists of Zhengyi sect were angry and said, "Taoist brothers, will Li Yundong come again next year? What can I do? Will you let people practice? Will you let people live?"