Boom! The thunder shook the sky and resounded through the sky. "It's raining! It's really raining!" Zhu Yuanzhang was ecstatic, "It's really raining!" Regardless of the force of the rain, he rushed into the rain and was soaked instantly. "Haha, God bless my Ming Dynasty, God bless me Ming Dynasty!" He looked up to the sky and shouted in the rain. Seeing the emperor's behavior, the ministers had no choice but to follow him and ran into the rain one after another, all of them drowned. "A miracle! It's a miracle!" Zhu Bai, King of Xiang, bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Master Tian is indeed an immortal. Rain comes when he says it." Everyone came back to their senses with shock on their faces. This is too amazing. ... The roof of the Qintian Prison. Zhu Shizhen slowly stopped his momentum and stood facing the wind, but the rain did not touch him at all. Not far away, Zhu Xiongying was stunned. He had just witnessed his ancestor's feat of making wind and rain. "Ancestor is really an immortal!" He exclaimed in his heart.