Longevity

Fakong slowly closed his eyes.

Watch with your eyes.

Looking at the crowd's discussion, I feel the changes in people's hearts and the cold world.

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

The old man in Jinpao turned his head and stared at him: "She's surnamed Sheng, can you shut your stinky mouth!"

"presumptuous!"

"Let your mother go!"

"Old man, don't be so rude..." A grandson of Sheng Bingwen couldn't stand it any longer and said.

The old man in Jinpao glared at him: "If you have a bad mouth with the surname Sheng, don't be presumptuous? Young man, it's the rules of your scholars, right?"

"This…"

"Let this old man shut up, otherwise don't blame me for giving him a big ear scratch!"

…

"Young master, it's a pity." Li Zhu shook his head with a look of regret: "It looks pretty good, why did it fail."

Li Ying stared at Fa Kong.

As a master of the Divine Origin Realm, of course she doesn't care about the distance, and can clearly see Fa Kong's expression.

Originally, I thought that Pharaoh had failed.

Because there is no power fluctuation in the surrounding void, everything has returned to its original state, as if it had never changed.

However, when the Lotus Temple was formed, a powerful force gradually condensed, and the vast and majestic force made her feel her own humbleness and insignificance.

It can be seen that Fa Kong's expression is so calm, but it is not like it.

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

Did you miss it this time?

Zhou Tianhuai shook his head and said, "It does take a little luck to mobilize such an amazing power of heaven and earth, and failure is equally astonishing."

He felt the amazing power from before, which made him not dare to underestimate Fa Kong.

The same is true of the outstanding young man, staring at the sky solemnly, looking at Fa Kong from time to time, his eyes flashing with strange light.

—

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

"Alas..., come with the joy, go away with the disappointment."

"Let's just say, it's so easy to ask for rain. I thought this master was different, but the result is still the same!"

"I don't believe in any master anymore, let alone beg for rain!"

"I shouldn't join in the fun!"

"Disappointing! Disappointing!"

"Go back! Go back!"

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

…

Another gust of wind blew, Fa Kong stood quietly, and the purple gold cassock fluttered.

—

marching camp

Chu Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the high platform of the altar in the distance, his sword brows furrowed and his face solemn.

Yue Minghui stood aside, not daring to let out the air.

No matter how slow he was, he could feel that Chu Xiang was in a bad mood and would break out at any time, and he would be unlucky if he said more.

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Victims Camp

All the disaster victims gathered together, closed their eyes and murmured the Rejuvenation Mantra.

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

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

They were very moved by Fakong's previous statement.

Casting this cloud and rain spell was to fulfill their wishes, which made them extremely grateful and even more convinced of Dharma Kong.

At this time, seeing that Fakong failed to cast the spell and failed to ask for rain, he did not complain in his heart, but wanted to encourage him.

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

The only way to encourage one is to recite and hold the Rejuvenation Mantra.

No matter how small their chanting voices were, tens of thousands of people would chanting and chanting together, and the murmurs gathered together to form a mighty voice that spread all over the place.

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 the corner of Fakong's mouth.

Purple gold cassock fluttering.

The surrounding leaves began to rustle.

"got windy!"

"Hey, why is the wind suddenly blowing!"

"It's really weird!"

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

"It doesn't matter if the wind blows, take it slow and don't be in a hurry."

"Could it be the Buddha mantra just now?"

"It's very possible!"

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

"It's not necessarily a failure. Master Fakong hasn't spoken yet."

"He has nothing to say, sorry to say!"

"Woo-!"

The wind picked up slowly.

The breeze turned into a gust of wind, the branches were shaken violently, the clothes of the people were rattled and their hair fluttered.

"It's not right, the wind is a little evil!"

"Is it because of the cloud and rain spell?"

"…possible."

"Look at the sky!"

"Hey, a cloud is coming!"

People looked up one after another and saw that the originally blue sky had already had a cloud of dark clouds floating over.

I don't know when the dark clouds floated over. With the gust of 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 this cloud, the rain won't be too small!" This is what the experienced old man said in a serious way.

"Hey, is it really going to rain?"

"Let's take a look first, there are cases where there are only clouds and no rain."

"Boom..." There was rolling thunder from the horizon.

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

Under the long drought, the rain is the rain.

They have been looking forward to this rain for too long, and the drought for too long.

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

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

The little children cheered.

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

—

"Old man Sheng, what do you say?" The brocade-robed old man squinted at Sheng Bingwen: "The trick? This is the trick?!"

Sheng Bingwen's face was solemn, and he looked at the dark clouds in the sky with his beard, his face full of confusion and confusion.

He couldn't understand that there was such a strange art in this world.

Man is just a humble pebble between heaven and earth, how can it be possible to make clouds and rain?

This is the power of God!

"Hey..." Li Zhu shook his head and sighed: "I really underestimate this monk, it can really rain!"

Zhou Tianhuai nodded solemnly.

He had never believed it before.

Sincerity is the spirit, as long as you say that everyone's heart is not sincere, then you will put all the blame on others.

"Clap clap clap..."

Bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell, smashing on the body, on the leaves, on the ground, and on the bright armor of the armored soldiers.

"It's raining!"

"It's really raining!"

"what-!"

"Heaven's eyes open!"

"What heaven, it is Master Fakong's supernatural powers!"

"That's right, it's Master Fakong's supernatural powers, he can really walk clouds and rain!"

"Amitabha!" Fakong's voice sounded slowly.

He opened his eyes.

Everyone felt that he was looking at them, making contact with their own eyes, and seeing the warm and peaceful eyes of Fakong.

Fakong's voice seemed to be resounding everywhere in the world, resounding in everyone's ears: "Let's go back first while the rain is not big, this rain will last a day and a night."

Fa Kong's voice rang again: "...Those who are familiar with the Buddhist rejuvenation mantra can hold this mantra, and those who are not familiar with the rejuvenation mantra, go home as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, his hands formed a seal and cast a rejuvenation spell.

It is a pity that among the tens of thousands of people, there is not a single person who is familiar with the rejuvenation mantra, and there is no one who holds the mantra.

Fakong cast the rejuvenation spell on the disaster victims' camp and shook his head secretly.

The momentum of the Buddhist mantra is slightly visible.

"Farewell to the poor monk!" He saluted and disappeared on the platform in a flash.

People followed him everywhere, no matter how powerful Qinggong was, it was impossible for him to disappear at once, there was always a track.

It's a pity that Fa Kong disappeared completely out of thin air.

"Hehe, lord, it was a success!" Yue Minghui laughed and said, "Congratulations, lord!"

Chu Xiang's face was relieved.

Yue Minghui said with a smile: "Master Fakong is worthy of being a Master Fakong. He has vast supernatural powers, and he can really walk 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 Grand Master's chair softly, his whole body limp, more tired than fighting the Grand Master for three days and three nights.

In front of tens of thousands of people, if he really wants to fail, the reputation of Master Fakong will be completely ruined.

Now it has finally succeeded, it is really Amitabha!

—

"Master, shall we go?"

"Um."

"Young Master, do we want to go to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple to see this monk?" Zhou Tianhuai whispered.

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

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

Li Zhu was puzzled.

But looking at Li Ying's solemn expression, she didn't mean to explain at all, she could only hold back the question in her stomach and wait for a chance to ask it later.

—

No raindrops fell around the outstanding youth, and he was blocked from his body by an invisible force.

He walked leisurely among the crowd, did not return to the East City Gate, but continued to walk eastward, walking for more than 30 miles, came to a towering giant peak, and floated up.

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

He stepped on the pine needles on his toes and fluttered up, and directly climbed to the top of the peak. Several huge palaces were in the shape of a plum petal.

The palace in the center has three characters "Qin Tianjian" written on it.

He entered the hall.

The hall was empty, a table was placed in the center, and a middle-aged and handsome middle-aged man sat cross-legged behind the table.

He held an elbow in one hand, a jasper wine glass in the other, and took a sip of wine with each elbow. His mouth was glistening with oil, and he ate boldly and generously.

"Master." The handsome young man clasped his fists and saluted.

Jun Yi, the middle-aged man, didn't care, burying his head and eating, and spit out a sentence: "Is it an eye-opener?"

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

He has a wonderful eye that penetrates the sky and the earth. He can see through the false, and the real thing. What he sees in his eyes is far clearer and more real than what ordinary people see.

He can see things that no one can see.

But even so, I still couldn't see how the Cloud-and-Rain Mantra worked, 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 much he urged Dong Tian to pierce the earth, he couldn't see clearly.

"We have another **** monk..." The middle-aged Junyi shook his head and continued to dig his elbows.

"Master, is this **** monk out, is the phase of heaven and earth more chaotic?"

"It's neither messy nor not messy. In short, I can't see him clearly." The middle-aged Junyi shook his head and said, "Just ignore it."

"He won't take the opportunity to stir up the storm and disrupt the world, right?"

"For the time being, won't you ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then don't get rid of him for the time being?"

"You think... boy, we are just observing, not intervening. This is a taboo, remember!"

"Yes." The handsome young man clasped his fists: "That disciple retire."

"Go, go, go for a walk in the red dust, don't practice qigong all day long, and make yourself stupid."

"Yes."

—

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

This time the rain was not as urgent as that time, and it did not form a downpour. It would rain little by little day and night, enough to nourish everything.

He couldn't wait to start taking stock of the harvest.

His face changed slightly.

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