Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fa Kong slowly closed his eyes.

Watch with the mind’s eye.

Watching the crowd's discussion, I felt the changing people's hearts and the changing world.

"Hey!" Sheng Bingwen shook his head: "Look, I said this is a trick, a deception. Hey, hey, hey, it's extremely ridiculous!"

The old man in brocade robes turned around and glared at him: "Sheng, can you shut your stinky mouth?"

"presumptuous!"

"Let your mother have her way!"

"Old man, don't be so rude..." One of Sheng Bingwen's grandsons couldn't stand it anymore and said.

The old man in brocade robes glared at him: "You have a bad mouth named Sheng, why don't you stop being presumptuous? Young man, it's the rule for you scholars to help with affairs or not with relatives, right?"

"this……"

"Tell this old man to shut up his bad mouth, otherwise don't blame me for giving him a big ear-scratching!"

…

"Young Master, it's a pity." Li Zhu shook his big head with a look of regret on his face: "It looked good, why did it fail?"

Li Ying stared at Fakong closely.

As a Shenyuan realm master, she certainly wouldn't care about this small distance and could see Fakong's expression clearly.

I originally thought that Fa Kong had failed.

Because there was no power fluctuation in the surrounding void, everything returned to its original state, as if there had never been any strange changes.

But when the Lotus Altar was formed previously, powerful power gradually gathered, and the vast and majestic power made her feel her own insignificance.

But Fang Kong's expression was so calm, but it didn't look like that.

She felt that she had grasped Fakong's temperament, which was steady and steady, and she would not act easily if she was not sure.

Did he really miss this time?

Zhou Tianhuai shook his head and said: "To mobilize such astonishing power of heaven and earth, you really need a bit of luck. Failure is equally astonishing."

He felt the amazing power from before, which made him dare not underestimate Fakong.

The same thing happened to the outstanding young man, who stared solemnly at the sky, looking at Fa Kong from time to time, his eyes flashing with strange light.

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"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to see."

"Alas... I came here in good spirits and left in disgrace."

"Let's just say it, it's not so easy to pray for rain. I originally thought that this master was different, but the result is still the same!"

"I no longer believe in any master, let alone praying for rain!"

"I shouldn't join in the fun!"

"It's a spoiler! It's a spoiler!"

"Go back! Go back!"

Many people wanted to leave, but because there were too many people and too crowded, they couldn't leave for a while. They could only see the crowd starting to squirm and gradually start to move.

…

Another gust of wind blew, and Dakong stood quietly, his purple and gold cassocks fluttering.

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marching camp

Chu Xiang stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at the high altar in the distance, his eyebrows furrowed and his face solemn.

Yue Minghui stood aside, not daring to express his anger.

No matter how dull he was, he could still tell that Chu Xiang was in a bad mood and would explode at any time. If he said one more word, he would be in trouble.

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Disaster victims camp

All the victims gathered together, closed their eyes and murmured the rejuvenation mantra. This was a Buddhist mantra that they were already familiar with.

Recite this mantra every day when you have nothing to do.

After each recitation, your body will feel more comfortable, lighter, and stronger.

They were extremely moved by Fakong's previous statement.

The purpose of casting this cloud-making rain spell was to fulfill their wishes, which made them extremely grateful and even more confident in Fakong.

At this time, when I saw that Fakong failed to cast a spell and asked for rain, I didn't complain in my heart, but wanted to encourage him.

It doesn’t matter if you fail this time, you will definitely succeed next time!

The only way to encourage is to recite the Rejuvenation Mantra.

No matter how quiet they recite, tens of thousands of people recite it together, and the murmurs gather together to form a mighty sound that spreads in all directions.

The expressions of several people in the crowd changed slightly. They did not expect Fakong to have such an amazing influence among the victims.

A smile appeared on Fakong's lips.

Purple and gold cassocks flutter.

The surrounding leaves began to sway.

"The wind is blowing!"

"Hey, why did the wind suddenly pick up!"

"What a weird thing!"

"It's time to go back, go home!"

"It doesn't matter if the wind blows. Just walk slowly and don't rush."

"Could it be the Buddha's mantra just now?"

"It's very possible!"

"Hey, you can really think that failure is failure and you still don't admit it!"

"It may not be a failure. Master Fakong hasn't spoken yet."

"He has nothing to say and is embarrassed to say it!"

"Ugh——!"

The wind slowly picked up.

The breeze turned into a strong wind, the branches were shaken violently, people's clothes rustled, and their hair flew.

"Something's wrong, the wind is a bit evil!"

"Is it caused by the cloud-causing rain spell?"

"...it's possible."

"Look to the sky!"

"Hey, there are clouds coming!"

People looked up one after another and saw dark clouds floating over the originally blue sky.

I don’t know when the dark clouds came over. With the howling wind, the dark clouds gathered together and became thicker and thicker, as if they were about to fall at any time.

"It's going to rain!"

"It's going to rain heavily!"

"Well, look at the clouds, the rain won't be too light!" This is what an experienced old man said matter-of-factly.

"Hey, is it really going to rain?"

"Let's take a look first. There are situations where there are just clouds but no rain."

"Rumble..." Thunder roared from the sky.

People in Shenjing City also came out of their houses one after another, looking at the sky with expressions of surprise on their faces.

After a long drought, rain is a blessing.

They have been looking forward to this rain for too long, suffering from drought for a long time.

"It's going to rain, put away your clothes!" someone shouted.

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain——!"

The children cheered.

The adults ignored them, and everyone looked up at the sky with joy on their faces.

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"Old Sheng, what do you say?" The old man in brocade robe glanced at Sheng Bingwen: "Imperial trick? This is an artificial trick?!"

Sheng Bingwen's face was solemn, stroking his beard and looking at the dark clouds in the sky, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

He couldn't understand that there was such a strange skill in the world.

Man is just a humble stone between heaven and earth, how can he make clouds and rain?

This is the power of gods!

"Alas..." Li Zhu shook his head and sighed: "I really underestimated this monk, he can actually make it rain!"

Zhou Tianhuai nodded solemnly.

He actually didn't believe it before.

Sincerity is the key to success. Just say that everyone's heart is not sincere enough, and then all the mistakes will be put on others.

"Pah pah pah..."

The big raindrops suddenly fell, hitting the body, the leaves, the ground, and the armor of the soldiers.

"It's raining!"

"It's really raining!"

"Ah——!"

"The heavens are open--!"

"What heaven? It's Master Fakong's great magical power!"

"Yes, it's Master Fakong's great magical power, he can really make clouds and rain!"

"Amitabha!" Fakong's voice sounded slowly.

He opened his eyes.

Everyone felt that he was looking at them, and when their eyes met, they saw Fakong's gentle and peaceful eyes.

Fakong's voice seemed to resound through every corner of the world, and in everyone's ears: "While the rain is not heavy, let's go back first. This rain will last for a day and a night."

Fakong's voice rang again: "...Those who know the Buddhist Rejuvenation Mantra can chant it. Those who don't know the Rejuvenation Mantra should go home as soon as possible."

After he said that, he formed seals with his hands and cast the Rejuvenation Mantra.

Unfortunately, among tens of thousands of people, not a single one knew the Rejuvenation Mantra, and no one chanted the mantra.

Fakong cast the Rejuvenation Mantra on the disaster victims' camp and shook his head secretly.

The power of the Buddhist mantra was barely visible.

"I'm leaving!" He clasped his hands together and disappeared from the high platform in a flash.

People were chasing him everywhere. No matter how powerful his Qinggong was, he couldn't disappear all of a sudden. There was always a track.

Unfortunately, Fakong seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, completely disappearing.

"Haha, Your Majesty, it worked!" Yue Minghui laughed and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Chu Xiang's face was relieved.

Yue Minghui smiled and said, "Master Fakong is worthy of being Master Fakong. He has great magical powers and can really control the clouds and rain. It's amazing!"

"Evacuate the crowd as soon as possible. Don't be careless!"

"Yes!" Yue Minghui turned around and strode away.

Chu Xiang sat back in the armchair, limp all over, more tired than fighting with the great master for three days and three nights.

In front of tens of thousands of people, if he really failed, Master Fakong's reputation would be completely ruined.

Now he finally succeeded, it's really Amitabha!

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"Young Master, shall we go?"

"Yes."

"Young Master, should we go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple to see this divine monk?" Zhou Tianhuai whispered.

"...Forget it." Li Ying shook her head: "Stay away from him, it's too weird."

"Yes!" Zhou Tianhuai agreed in a deep voice.

Li Zhu was puzzled.

But seeing Li Ying's heavy expression, there was no intention to explain, so he could only hold the question in his stomach and wait for an opportunity to ask later.

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No raindrops fell around the outstanding young man, who was blocked by an invisible force.

He walked leisurely among the crowd, and did not return to the East Gate, but continued to walk eastward, walked more than thirty miles, came to a towering peak, and floated up.

Even here, the raindrops were still dense, crackling on the pine needles, washing the pine needles a little greener.

He floated up on the tiptoes of the pine needles and climbed directly to the top of the peak. Several huge palaces were in the shape of a plum petal.

The three characters "Qintianjian" were written on the palace in the middle.

He entered the hall.

The hall was empty, with a table in the middle, and a handsome middle-aged man sitting cross-legged behind the table.

He held an elbow in one hand and a jade wine glass in the other, taking a sip of elbow and wine, with a greasy mouth, eating in a heroic and generous manner.

"Master." The handsome young man saluted with a fist.

The handsome middle-aged man ate without paying attention, and said softly: "Is it eye-opening?"

"... Eye-opening." The handsome young man nodded slowly.

He had practiced the wonderful eyes that could see through the sky and the earth, which could see through illusions and the truth. What he saw was much clearer and more real than what ordinary people saw.

He could see things that others could not see.

But even so, he still could not see clearly how the spell of moving clouds and raining was working, how to drive the dark clouds over, and how to make the rain spread over dozens of miles.

Where did the majestic and vast power come from? No matter how he activated the wonderful eyes that could see through the sky and the earth, he could not see it clearly.

"We have another great monk in Daqian..." The handsome middle-aged man shook his head and continued to gnaw his elbow.

"Master, with the appearance of this divine monk, has the world become more chaotic?"

"It's neither chaotic nor not chaotic. Anyway, I can't see him clearly." The handsome middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Just ignore him."

"Will he take advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble and disrupt the world?"

"For now, I don't think so."

"Then let's not get rid of him for now?"

"Your idea...boy, we are just observing, not intervening. This is a taboo, remember it!"

"Yes." The handsome young man clasped his fists: "Then I will leave."

"Go, go, go out more in the world, don't practice all day and night, and make yourself stupid."

"Yes."

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Fakong appeared in his yard, looked up at the dark sky and the raindrops falling rapidly.

This time the rain was not as urgent as the last time, and it did not form a heavy rain. It would rain little by little for a day and a night, enough to nourish all things.

He couldn't wait to count the harvest.

His face changed slightly.

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