Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1030 - 518: Immortality? (Part 2)

He deeply understood that only through a genuine exhibition could he convince these islanders.

"If you can't find any flaws in the Daoist Techniques I display, will you believe whatever I say in the future?" Lin Beichen smiled as he challenged the islanders below the stage.

"Of course, as long as you can truly exhibit the Daoist sect's wonders, all of us islanders will become followers of the Huaxia Daoist Skill." The voice of the islanders was full of expectation and curiosity.

Standing on the stage, Lin Beichen's lips curled into a slight smile, brimming with confidence.

What he wanted was precisely this trust and expectation from the islanders.

He glanced at Xia Luyao and the others beside him, who were eagerly anticipating his performance.

Galsa stood to the side, both curious and expectant, while harboring a tinge of indignation at the islanders' previous skepticism.

He firmly believed that his master's display would surely open the eyes of these islanders and allow him to regain their trust and respect.

Lin Beichen calmly took a white porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out some vermilion powder on the stage, and then picked up a bamboo stick, beginning to draw patterns on the powder.

The islanders below the stage began to murmur, feeling puzzled by Lin Beichen's actions, with some even starting to suspect that he was merely putting on an act.

However, Lin Beichen remained unaffected, focusing intently as he drew the complex Acquired Eight Trigrams Diagram on the ground.

Xia Luyao and others watched Lin Beichen's actions, though they didn't know exactly what he intended to do, they were aware that something astonishing was about to happen.

At that moment, a gale suddenly arose in the sky, turning the originally hot weather refreshingly cool instantaneously.

Soon, a mass of dark clouds gathered in the sky, shrouding the entire plaza in darkness.

The islanders were panic-stricken as they witnessed the change in the sky, unable to believe their eyes.

Could this sudden change in the weather really be caused by Lin Beichen's Daoist Techniques?

"What's happening? How did it suddenly become overcast?"

"The weather forecast clearly said today would be a sunny day, so where did these clouds come from?"

The islanders spoke in fear and curiosity, their gazes focused intently on Lin Beichen on the stage, expecting him to provide an explanation.

But Lin Beichen merely stood there quietly, smiling as he watched the changes in the sky as if everything was under his control.

"Looking at these oppressive clouds, the electric flash, and thunderous sound, could it really be the work of that Huaxia person?"

"Who knows, but this scene is indeed quite eerie, with dark clouds only in this plaza."

The islanders whispered to each other, bewildered and amazed by the sudden weather change.

They glanced up at the sky, with an indescribable feeling rising within, as if everything had some mysterious connection with the Huaxia man on the stage.

Just then, a loud "crack" sound shattered the sky, a bolt of lightning illuminated the dim plaza, followed by deafening thunder rolling across.

In an instant, torrential rain poured down, drenching everyone.

However, miraculously, those on stage remained dry, as a protective shield, like an invisible giant umbrella, shielded them from the rain.

This scene left Galsa, Barney, and the others stupefied, as if witnessing a magical miracle.

The islanders were flustered in the heavy rain, discussing the sudden downpour frantically.

They initially wanted to scatter and go home but found themselves seemingly trapped in the plaza, unable to leave no matter which way they walked.

Santa looked at the confused islanders and couldn't help asking, "Why can't they get out? Isn't this plaza rather large?"

Barney smiled bitterly, replying, "Who knows, maybe they are trapped by some mysterious force."

At this moment, Lin Beichen calmly said, "Don't worry, they'll understand soon enough."

Sure enough, shortly after, the islanders found themselves in an inexplicable predicament akin to being trapped in a ghostly maze.

They walked continuously, yet consistently failed to leave the plaza's bounds.

This filled them with terror, feeling as if they were being manipulated by some mysterious force.

Even more bizarre things happened. Although the clouds remained dense, the heavy rain gradually turned into a drizzle and finally stopped.

However, once the rain stopped, the surrounding temperature abruptly dropped as if entering the midst of winter.

"What's going on? Why is it so cold?"

"Oh my god, what's that falling from the sky? Is it snow?"

The islanders exclaimed in surprise, staring at the slowly drifting snowflakes in the sky, each of them astounded.

In this tropical region, snowfall was like a miracle!

Yet, the snowflakes were real, landing on them and bringing a chilling sensation.

Galsa and the others were astounded too, looking at Lin Beichen as if witnessing a god-like presence.

Galsa couldn't help asking, "Master, did you do this? How did you do it?"

Lin Beichen glanced back at him, speaking faintly, "What do you think?"

Galsa immediately understood, realizing it was all Lin Beichen's handiwork.

He gazed at his master, his eyes filled with admiration and curiosity.

He knew that the master he followed not only had profound strength but also the power to manipulate the weather!

At this moment, Xia Luyao couldn't help but exclaim in praise, "It's truly miraculous! I never imagined you could change the weather!"

Her gaze was filled with admiration and respect for Lin Beichen, as if she were witnessing a truly extraordinary person standing in front of her.

"You all understand now, don't you? That Eight Trigrams Diagram isn't just random doodling. Galsa, your master has incredible skills." Xia Luyao told Galsa with a proud tone, smiling brightly.

Galsa suddenly realized, nodding repeatedly, "So that's it, Master's wife is truly well-informed and knowledgeable."

His admiration for Lin Beichen grew even more, thinking: Master is truly remarkable, being able to control the weather with just a simple diagram.

Xia Luyao couldn't help but feel a bit helpless upon hearing the term "master's wife."

She glared at Galsa, feigning anger, turning her head away.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen laughed and reached out, gently ruffling Xia Luyao's hair, "Don't bother with him, he's just speaking without thinking."

Xia Luyao looked up, glaring at him, her lips curling slightly as she pretended to be haughty, but in her heart, she was a bit pleased.

At this moment, Flying Eagle approached, looking at the shivering islanders below the stage, couldn't help but say to Lin Beichen, "Daoist Lin, you see, these islanders are freezing, should we stop the snow?"

Lin Beichen glanced at the islanders, dressed in summer clothes, indeed, they must be really cold now.

So he walked to the Eight Trigrams Diagram, waved his hand, and the diagram that had withstood wind and rain instantly reverted to a pile of cinnabar powder.

With his action, the falling snowflakes stopped.

The clouds in the sky began to disperse, and sunlight once again spread across the plaza, driving away the cold.

Watching all these changes, the islanders were astonished, seemingly experiencing a dreamlike science fiction movie.

"My god, I never thought I would see snow on our island in my lifetime!"

"This is just too strange, we're in the tropics, how could it snow?"

"Exactly, just now there was rain, then snow, I thought I was dreaming!"

The islanders buzzed with discussions, collectively casting their gaze towards Lin Beichen on the stage.

Galsa proudly said to them, "So, do you now believe in my master's greatness?"

The islanders suddenly realized that all those bizarre weather changes were orchestrated by this Huaxia man.

Before, they never believed in the existence of these Huaxia Daoist Skills or Superpower Spiritual Power, but today's events utterly shattered their understanding.

Lin Beichen quietly observed the astonished faces below the stage, mechanical prompt sounds persistently echoing in his ears, indicating that his Faith Value was continuously rising.

He rubbed his ears, thinking: this Faith Value sure is coming in fiercely.