Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

This force slowly lifted his feet off the ground, as if a platform rose from the void to hold him up.

As he took one step after another, the platform holding him up became higher and higher. Every time he took a step, it rose a point, as if he was walking up the stairs layer by layer.

Later, he was already stepping ten meters into the void.

Lin Feiyang and Zhou Yang stood aside, looking at him in amazement.

In a trance, they felt as if there was a Dharma altar rising from the ground in front of them, a hundred meters high.

Although Fakong was only standing ten meters high, it felt like a hundred meters high to them, as if they were standing in the clouds and out of reach.

Old Monk Huiling suddenly turned over, lying on his side, blinking his little eyes, staring at Fakong in amazement.

Fakong had already surpassed the courtyard wall and saw the people coming and going on the Suzaku Avenue outside, noisy and bustling.

The people on the Suzaku Avenue also saw the strange appearance here, but they just thought that Fakong was performing Qinggong, and didn't pay too much attention to it, just glanced and passed by.

People knew that the outer courtyards of Feitian Temple and Vajra Temple were guarded by top martial arts masters, so they were not surprised.

Fakong stopped rising and continued to walk on the high platform. His figure began to blur and gradually turned into a shadow.

Then gradually, it seemed to turn into a purple-gold dragon, as if a purple-gold dragon was winding in the air.

Fakong suddenly stopped and showed his figure.

The halo in his mind suddenly lit up, and more than a hundred powers of faith surged out and fell on the Medicine Buddha statue.

Fakong looked down.

A Dharma altar was looming, transparent, as if it was made of crystals, and was slowly rising into the sky.

Fakong felt a little scared in his heart, and felt the danger. He swung gently, floated out of the range of the Dharma altar, and landed slowly.

As the Dharma altar floated up, it gradually emitted light. As it continued to rise, the light became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to turn into a sun rising above the sky.

When it rose to a height of a thousand meters, it suddenly collapsed and turned into a ball of white light that spread out.

Fakong stared at the white lights and watched them merge into the sky. The next moment, the sky began to change.

Dark clouds slowly appeared and began to gather, as if a huge black umbrella covered the sky above the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

All this seemed slow, but in fact it was completed in just a dozen breaths.

"Crack!"

Bean-sized raindrops fell, quickly becoming denser and faster, and in the blink of an eye, a heavy rain formed.

It was as if a huge basin was pouring directly down.

"Wow!"

Raindrops densely hit the roof, the lotus pond, and the blue bricks in the yard, bursting out white smoke.

The earth has been dry for too long.

"Brother, it's raining!" Faning ran over and cheered, his fat and strong body light and flexible.

Fakong was not touched by any raindrops, and the invisible force prevented the rain from touching him.

He had mysophobia and didn't want to get wet, even though he hadn't seen rain for a long time.

Zhou Yang excitedly ran into the rain, ignoring the force of the raindrops hitting him, and excitedly performed a set of small Arhat Fists in the heavy rain.

Lin Feiyang also cheered in the rain.

Old Monk Huiling jumped out of the bell tower of the Sutra Library, fell into the rain, raised his head and drank two mouthfuls, laughing.

Fakong saw with his heart that only the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple was raining, and other places were clean, without a drop of rain.

This was when he was casting the Cloud-Roaming Rain Spell, fearing that he would consume too much faith power, so he only locked the range to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

He also saw the stunned people on Suzaku Avenue.

He shook his head and didn't care.

What is lacking now is believers, without believers there is no merit.

Although watching a rain will not make them have faith, it can be regarded as planting a seed, lurking in their hearts, slowly growing and sprouting, and when the time comes, they will have faith.

"Monk, what kind of Buddhist mantra is this?"

Lin Feiyang shook his body, and with a "bang" all the rain was shaken off. His body became dry again, and white mist rose from his hair, which was drying up quickly.

"The Mantra of Moving Clouds and Spreading Rain." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang exclaimed: "It's amazing that there is even such a Buddhist mantra!"

He jumped up and saw the stunned people outside in the air, and then looked at the scope of the heavy rain.

"It's a pity that it can only rain in our temple. If the whole capital of Shenjing is wet, it will be amazing." Lin Feiyang laughed and said: "We won't have to worry about pilgrims!"

Although he had obtained the secret book, he was very upset by the expression and behavior of the old monk Huiling, as if he was opportunistic and not fair.

If there was a chance to really surpass the number of pilgrims in the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple, he would never let it go, and he never gave up this effort.

The heavy rain was still pouring down, as if the sky was leaking. In the blink of an eye, the ground was already filled with water, soaking Zhou Yang's ankles.

"Pilgrims..." Fakong looked up at the dark clouds: "I'm afraid there will be no shortage of pilgrims after today. People are always curious."

"Then do you want to publicize that you can cast the spell of moving clouds and rain?" Lin Feiyang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Fakong shook his head.

Lin Feiyang was puzzled.

Fakong said: "Neither admit nor deny."

In the final analysis, it was still not enough faith power. This small area consumed 100 faith powers.

He only had 20,000 faith powers left. If he used it all up in one go, it would only increase the range by 200 times.

That's not much.

What's more, he didn't dare to conclude that it was calculated this way. What if the faith power needed to increase exponentially as the range increased?

Rather than bringing rain to Shenjing, his most important thing is to give rain to the victims, fulfill their wishes, and gain merit.

"Hehe..." Lin Feiyang raised his head and looked at the sky, with no intention of stopping for a while: "How long can it rain?"

"It's only half an hour." Fakong said.

"Such a heavy rain, half an hour is enough." Lin Feiyang said: "Fa Ning, can you water all your vegetables?"

"Brother, it would be better if the rain was lighter." Fan Ning said, "This kind of heavy rain is not as good for the crops as light rain."

"Hey, you are quite demanding." Lin Feiyang smiled.

Fa Kong nodded thoughtfully.

He was appreciating the feeling and details of the previous use, to see if he could adjust the size and duration of the rain.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, why is it so? Just a light drizzle.

The first time I used it, I used too much force, which is why it rained so heavily.

The next time I use it, it won't be so violent.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it too weird?"

"Go and see!"

"It finally rained, but why is it raining only there and not here?"

"It's the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, go and have a look!"

People on Suzaku Avenue were so curious that they rushed to the door of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and knocked on the door knocker.

Yuan Sheng opened the door and stared at them coldly.

They were startled by Yuan Sheng's cold face and cold eyes. Seeing that Yuan Sheng was not wet even though he was not holding an umbrella or wearing a raincoat, they knew he was a martial arts master.

"Master, we want to go to the temple to offer incense, is it possible?"

"It's raining too much, so we'd better wait." Yuan Sheng said coldly.

"master……"

Yuan Sheng said coldly: "It's autumn now. If you get caught in the rain, don't blame our outer hospital if you get sick when you go back."

"Don't complain, don't complain." People shouted one after another.

"...Then come in." Yuan Sheng opened the door.

People immediately poured in and immediately entered the pouring rain.

"Haha, it's finally raining!"

"It's raining, it's raining!"

"The sky has eyes!"

…

People were soaked in the rain, but they raised their heads and tried to open their eyes, looking at the raindrops in the sky and laughing.

This drought has lasted for too long.

If Prince Xin hadn't acted recklessly, the price of food and vegetables in Shenjing City would have skyrocketed, and ordinary people like them would have been in bad luck.

They long for a heavy rain.

Now it finally rains.

But when they were urged by Yuan Sheng, they hurried into the main hall to burn a stick of incense and then left, entering a clear and dry world again.

Looking back at the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple where the rain continued to pour, I felt it was so amazing, like a dream.

He looked down at his wet clothes and hair. They were all in a mess, but they had excited smiles on their faces.

"What's so mysterious about the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple? Why did it suddenly rain and only rain here?"

"Is it the Buddha from Vajra Temple who protects them?"

"The Buddha appeared?"

"It's very possible!"

There were many opinions, one by one, and within a short time, the gate of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple was already lined with pilgrims.

Even those who were about to go to Feitian Temple turned around and queued up. One by one, they went in with their bodies dry and came out with their clothes wet, but with excited expressions on their faces, as if they had experienced some rare experience.

They were indeed experiencing a long-lost experience.

They had not experienced the feeling of being soaked in the rain for a long time, which made them excited and gave birth to strong expectations.

Guanyun Tower

Even though the food at Guanyunlou was staggeringly expensive, the table was still full of guests and lively.

People are talking about this weird heavy rain.

"It's really weird rain. Have you guys gone to take a shower?"

"I thought it was still too weird, so I didn't join in the fun."

"Haha, I went to take a shower. It was really chilling, but it was also so refreshing! It's been a long time since I felt so refreshed!"

"If you want to feel refreshed, just go take a shower."

"It's different, it's really different. How can being showered in the rain be compared with taking a bath? I suggest you take a shower!"

"Let's talk about it later." There are always people who act cautiously.

The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court, especially those of them who are rich.

"Some people say that this rain was caused by the Buddhist mantra cast by Master Fakong, the abbot of this temple!"

"Isn't it possible?"

"It's really impossible!"

"How can it be possible that human beings can reach such different aspects of heaven and earth?"

"This Master Fakong is the Great Dharma Master bestowed by the Holy Emperor. He is a master with supernatural powers."

"Master Fakong is very young, isn't he?"

"You think, he is the Dharma Master at a young age. How can it be possible if he is an ordinary eminent monk?"

"Well..."

"Is the Holy Spirit's vision not as strong as ours?"

"Shh!"

There were so many discussions in Guanyun Tower, Wangjiang Tower, and even Miaochun Tower.

People all over Shenjing are talking about this inexplicable heavy rain, as well as the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple and Master Fa Kong.

All this was within Fakong's expectation. He ignored the commotion outside and just stared at the sky.

He was calculating the relationship between the power of faith and the amount of precipitation, so as to calculate how much area he could cover with his cloud-making rain spell, and how much rain could fall within this area.

Generally speaking, this cloud-making rain spell is more powerful than I imagined. It is like a lever, leveraging a huge force through a fulcrum.

An hour later, the pilgrims outside saw that the rain had stopped. Although they were disappointed, they were still curious to come in and have a look.

The queue lasted until the evening, when the branch courtyard closed.

At this time, the reputation of Kongoji Temple and Master Fakong had spread throughout the capital.

Most people were skeptical, so they all wanted to come to Kongoji Branch Court to take a look.

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