Longevity

The setting sun slanted on the Xicheng courtyard of the green-clothed Waisi.

Ning Zhenzhen had eaten, and when he returned to the Sicheng courtyard, he found that Sima Xun, Huang Yufeng and Wang Qingshan were waiting in the courtyard.

They were bathed in the rays of the sun and were smiling at her.

Even if I can see her every day, every time I see her, I still marvel at her beauty.

It is a pleasure to come to Xicheng every day.

Ning Zhenzhen glanced at them lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Sicheng, have you heard?" Zhao Zhihua asked with a smile.

Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "It's inexplicable!"

"About the rain at King Kong Temple." Zhao Zhihua said with emotion: "This is absolutely not wrong. Many people saw that it was really raining."

"There are different signs from the sky. Some say that the Buddha of King Kong Temple blessed and rained down the rain, and some said that the abbot Master Fakuang cast the Buddha's mantra to rain the rain." Huang Yufeng said: "In general, the outsiders are talking crazy, and they can say anything. Now the King Kong Temple has been closed, and pilgrims are not allowed to enter, otherwise, the threshold will be trampled!"

Ning Zhenzhen's eyebrows moved slightly.

"It seems that you haven't heard of Sicheng yet." Zhao Zhihua smiled and said, "But Sicheng, you have a good relationship with Master Fakong. You should know the real news, right?"

Ning Zhenzhen hummed: "What does it have to do with us if it doesn't rain at King Kong Temple? You think you are too busy, don't you? Have you figured out what happened in Tianhe Alley?"

"This..." Everyone hesitated.

They really couldn't find out.

There is a wealthy businessman in Tianhe Alley. They suspect that it is Dayong's secret agent, but this kind of thing still needs to pay attention to evidence.

The status of the green-clothed foreign division in the imperial court is detached, but it is still within the imperial court system and cannot be run rampant, and must still act according to the rules.

This rich businessman is not without roots. If there is no sufficient evidence, the people behind him will never give up.

"Things are not over, and there is still this idleness!"

"This matter is no trivial matter, Sicheng." Zhao Zhihua giggled and said, "If it's really the rain from Master Fakong, then you must have knowledge."

"What's there to know about the rain, go with your own business!" Ning Zhenzhen waved his hand and entered his main hall.

Others discussed in the courtyard.

Zhao Zhihua found that Sima Xun was a little weird.

In the past, Sima Xun tried his best to perform in front of Ning Zhenzhen and was very active, but now he has no energy at all, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"This Master Fakong is said to have magical powers, so he was named the Dharma Master."

"What kind of magic is there?"

"I don't know."

"Could it be that this rainfall magical power, the Holy One needs him to help with rainfall to alleviate the disaster? Hehe..."

He laughed when he finished.

This is indeed a bit unreliable.

"It's not impossible..." Huang Yufeng said.

He personally experienced the Fakong Rejuvenation Mantra, and it was truly miraculous, a miracle that ordinary people could not imagine.

It's just a string of Buddha beads, and it has such miraculous power just because of the blessing of Master Fakung's mantra.

It may not be impossible for Master Fakong to use the supernatural power to rain.

"Old Huang, you are now fascinated by the life-saving grace of Master Fkong, and you feel that Master Fkong is omnipotent."

Huang Yufeng smiled.

Just like what they say.

They have never seen the magic of Master Fakung, so it is a blessing to not believe it, so there is no need to force it.

Because I replaced them with the same idea.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, and others can't always listen to everything.

Zhao Zhihua saw that Sima Xun had been silent all the time, and he was very worried, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Brother Sima, what's wrong?"

Sima Xun shook his head.

Zhao Zhihua said, "Are you having trouble with Si Cheng?"

He felt that was the only reason.

Sima Xun is usually a strong-willed, confident and even arrogant person, who will not be attacked by others.

Si Cheng was the only one who could hit him and make him dizzy.

"It's none of Sicheng's business." Sima Xun waved his hand: "Don't talk about me, since you guys are curious, why don't you go take a look?"

"I can't see it." Zhao Zhihua said disappointingly: "The King Kong Temple has already closed, alas... it's too lazy, it's earlier than our next value."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"It can't be a coincidence, because it's too accurate. There is no rain outside the walls of the King Kong Temple, but only within the walls. You must know that the King Kong Temple is not square!"

"If it is between the manifestation of King Kong Buddha and the supernatural power of Master Fakong, I am afraid I really have to choose the latter."

"Well, that makes sense."

"There is another possibility..." Someone said.

"what? What?"

"Is there any treasure?" The man's eyes were bright, and he said excitedly: "Treasures that can condense water vapor, such as water droplets and the like."

"Haha!" The crowd laughed.

This is just a legend, a fiction.

"Anyway, I think it's impossible for people to have such magical powers. Wouldn't it be a **** to walk through clouds and rain?"

"Old Jiang, what is divine ability?" Zhao Zhihua shook his head: "That is divine ability, understand?"

"Talking a lot, still not doing anything?!" Ning Zhenzhen's voice came from the main hall, making their ears numb.

Everyone scattered, each returning to his own room.

Ning Zhenzhen was in his own room, holding his chin in thought, faintly feeling that this must be caused by the Buddha mantra of Fakong.

It seems that my brother has learned a new mantra.

—

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

"I've seen Master Fakong!"

"Good morning, Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

…

In the early morning, the Suzaku Avenue was shrouded in mist, and the sun had not yet come out.

The fresh air is mixed with the mist, and mixed with various aromas, forming a unique firework smell in the morning.

The street was already lively, and people were eating breakfast in twos and threes.

Wherever Fakong passed, people saluted each other and looked solemn and respectful.

Fa Kong wore a purple-gold cassock and nodded slightly in return.

Lin Feiyang and Faning Zhou Yang followed him, half a body behind, so as not to block people's sight and make people disgusted.

When they arrived at Guanyun Tower, the guests still greeted each other.

When sitting on the seats, people stopped, and occasionally glanced over, revealing curiosity and inquiry.

"Wow—!" Lin Feiyang sighed in relief: "It finally stopped!"

Faning said with a smile: "Senior brother's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, especially this time it rains, everyone recognizes brother."

Lin Feiyang said: "This time they are more respectful, not as perfunctory as before."

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "These are all temporary, don't take it too seriously."

In fact, he was very happy.

It's just that he also knows that these people are not believers, and they can't provide him with the power of faith. They follow the trend for a while, and they quickly recover, so they don't pay much attention.

What really matters is the believers.

At this time, an old man with white eyebrows got up, hesitated for a while, came to Fa Kong, and made a tithing.

Fa Kong saw that his eyebrows were all white, his face was ruddy, his skin was delicate and wrinkle-free, like a baby, but his cultivation was only in the Tianyuan realm.

Apparently it was a kind of magic skill that he cultivated in health preservation, he smiled and said, "What's the matter with the benefactor?"

"Old man Zhu Xianzhi, dare to ask Master Fakong."

"I wish the donor please say."

"Is the heavy rain in the Kongo Temple previously caused by the master?"

"...Yes." Fa Kong nodded slowly.

"Could it be that the master has the magical power to rain?" Zhu Xianzhi said in surprise: "Can it rain like a dragon?"

"Buddha Dharma is boundless." Fakong Heshi bowed to the west and said slowly, "This cloud and rain mantra is just a kind of Buddhist mantra."

"Amitabha!" Zhu Xianzhi was amazed, and He Shi announced the Buddha's name, and praised: "Master is so magical, it is really my blessing!"

If it can rain Shenjing, then everything will be solved.

"I'm going to disappoint the benefactor," Fa Kong shook his head and said, "This spell cannot be relied upon, it's just a temporary convenience method, not to mention that the rain has a limited range, and there are too many restrictions to cast it, so it's difficult to cast it."

"So..." Zhu Xianzhi said regretfully, but smiled.

This cloud and rain mantra is a very difficult Buddha mantra to cast, and it is impossible to cast it casually.

But it is difficult to perform, not impossible to perform.

As long as you pay a certain price, it can still be performed.

Fakong smiled and took his seat again.

"Eat and eat." Lin Feiyang said loudly.

Zhu Xianzhi gave a tithe and returned to his seat.

People's discussions buzzed, and glances came one after another.

Fakong pretended not to see it and didn't care.

Even after saying this, the power of faith has not increased.

After all, people still believe what they see with their own eyes, not what they hear. In the final analysis, confidence is not enough.

But faith comes step by step.

Just like the embroidered ladies in Mingyue Embroidery Building, even if they had never seen themselves, Cheng Jia and the others were praised over and over again, and other embroidered ladies were also affected and had faith in themselves.

Faith, as he understands it according to the theory of past lives, is brainwashing.

When you are in despair, it is a time of psychological breakdown. At this time, it is easy to pull it out, and it is easiest to take advantage of the emptiness to enter, so as to penetrate into its heart and make it believe in it.

But in normal times, it is not so easy to go deep into his heart.

People around were talking in low voices.

I was just guessing before, and I was extremely curious.

Now that Fakong has admitted that he cast the mantra during the heavy rain, people are more and more curious to see what kind of mantra can do this.

Rainfall is a matter of gods, and it is actually controlled by mortals. Thinking about it, it feels miraculous and unbelievable.

Even if they heard that Fa Kong has supernatural powers, people are not so surprised and shocked compared to this cloud and rain spell.

—

Fakong and his party had breakfast, and when they returned to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, they found a long line of pilgrims in the distance.

This time, the team lined up directly on Suzaku Avenue, 100 meters away, like a long dragon, which was spectacular.

Lin Feiyang immediately smiled.

Fanin shook his head.

Zhou Yang praised: "Master, many pilgrims come to see you, Master?"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "I didn't come to see me, I came to see the rain. Unfortunately, there is no rain today."

With more than one hundred beliefs at a time, one can perform more than one hundred magical powers, which consumes a lot of money.

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

…

The excluded pilgrims saluted, and the people on the side of the road also saluted.

Fa Kong has been close, nodding to the left, then to the right, walking slowly.

Lin Feiyang followed with a smile ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and You Rongyan.

Faning and Zhou Yang left first, feeling uncomfortable following behind, as if taking advantage of others.

"Master, I will be like my uncle in the future." Zhou Yang left twenty steps away, turned his head to look back, and said longingly.

"It's not easy to do your uncle's step." Faning shook his head: "But as long as you practice well, there is always hope."

"Master, don't fool me." Zhou Yang said, "No matter how strong my martial arts are, I can't be like my uncle."

Fanin looked at him.

Zhou Yang said, "You can't do this in martial arts, you just need to learn the Buddhist mantra from your uncle."

"Your uncle's Buddhist mantra can't be learned." Fanning shook his head: "It's not that he doesn't teach it, it's that others can't learn it."

"I can learn!" Zhou Yang was confident.

Fanin smiled and didn't hit him.