Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

Chapter 102

Zhang Sanfeng Thanks: I am not as far away as Master Daoji
Faced with such a trickle, everyone present fell silent.
In fact, for the common people, the most important thing is the land.
If there is drought and no rain, the land will not yield.
If there is no harvest, they will naturally starve to death.
However.
If it’s just a trickle like this to water the land, it would be too inefficient.
There was a lot of discussion.
“This water is too small. If you take this water to catch it, wouldn’t you be too tired to fill it up?”
“Oh, the weather is really too difficult.”
“How can people live in this world today?”
The gray-robed scholar thought for a while.
He always felt that what Master Daoji said was reasonable.
No matter how big or small it is, it always gets done.
It’s like working hard, even if you rescue the land that is one finger wide and one finger long, it is still rescued.
Instead of doing nothing.
He turned around and said, “Folks, what Master Daoji said is correct, we need to do it ourselves to fight drought and save the fields.”
“If we blindly only know how to seek the Buddha, and see the water flow as too small, if we are indifferent, who else will come to help us?”
“Folks, we 023 can only save the fields with our own hands.”
“Hurry up, go to the village and bring the buckets and basins to catch the water and save the ground.”
All the people also went back to get pots and ladles.
Soon, men, women, and even children were being used.
He really came here to catch the water.
“Get the water.”
“Hurry up and get the water.”
“Get water over there.”
Soon, a bucket was placed under the current.
I saw that after catching it for a while, the water that was originally falling drop by drop turned into a stream of water as thick as a finger, and finally turned into a small stream of water.
“Look, the water flow is getting bigger!”
Everyone was surprised.
“It’s true.”
“It’s really getting bigger and bigger.”
“This is wonderful, God bless!”
“It’s saved!”
Soon, everyone received water.
One by one, they used it to water the fields.
There was joy on everyone’s face.
Everyone started watering and working.
Seeing this scene, the gray-robed Confucian scholar also said: “Everyone remember to water more, in order to have a good harvest.”
“it is good!”
All the people responded and worked hard to water the water.
From afar, Li Xiuyuan waved his cattail fan after seeing this scene.
Rumble!
Above the sky, dark clouds gathered.
Between the flashes of thunder, there was a shower of rain falling on the dry land.
“It’s raining! It’s raining!”
“It’s really raining!”
“Master Daoji is really a Living Buddha!”
“Bodhisattva bless you, thank you Living Buddha.”
Everyone was very happy, especially Shopkeeper Qian, who even knelt down.
It’s just that Gu Shi’s complexion was a little ugly, and everyone clapped their hands one after another.
…
Zhengfo Temple.
Li Xiuyuan shook his cattail fan and walked towards Zhengfo Temple.
Wearing worn-out shoes, he walked on the dirt road one step to the left and one step to the right.
There are dense forests on both sides, and the calls of various unknown birds can be heard in the woods.
On the dirt road, you can also see the trails of some ants walking, forming a line.
Li Xiuyuan shook left and then again, still holding the wine gourd in his hand.
There was a mouthful of folk songs.
“Walking around, wandering around, doing nothing but spending time in spring and autumn…”
“How can I go across the state and across the state like me with bare hands and a single ladle.”
“How can you be as chic as I am, how can you be as swaying as I am?”
“Happy all day long, no one cares about me, no troubles or worries…”
Soon, he came to the gate of Zhengfo Temple.
People haven’t arrived yet.
The little girl’s crisp voice came from afar.
“Daoji is here!”
And beside the little girl, stood a man with a strong face.
This man is of medium body, neither tall nor thin.
But it gave them a sense of immortality.
With a long white beard, long drooping eyebrows on both sides, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he is a very friendly person at first glance.
He was still wearing a taoist robe, with Tai Chi pictures painted on the cuffs and on the back. In his hand, he also held a whisk.
This person is none other than Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang of Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Sanfeng has lived for hundreds of years, and he has long stopped asking about foreign affairs.
The reason why I came to Zhengfo Temple at this time is precisely to thank Master Daoji for his kindness.
As for this kindness, it is naturally the various epiphanies obtained by Zhang Sanfeng watching the battle.
It was the battle between Guandama and Wang Laoguai.
Watch the battle of Bodhidharma again, and then watch the battle between Daoji and Immortals.
He is already very talented, but after watching these three battles, he has learned a lot.
Strength has greatly improved.
This made him ready to come to give a testimonial to Master Daoji.
The little girl put her arms around her knees and said angrily, “Monk Daoji, this old man said he wanted to see you, but he didn’t know where he came from.”
After seeing Li Xiuyuan, Zhang Sanfeng bowed his hands and said, “Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, thank you Master Daoji.”
After Zhang Sanfeng reported his family name, the little girl reacted just in case, she was extremely surprised and said, “You are Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School?”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: “The old way is right.”
Li Xiuyuan looked at Zhang Sanfeng casually, his eyes were calm and natural, and there was no change in his eyes because the other party was the founder of the Wudang School.
He said: “I already know about you, and it is your fate to be able to make a difference in the war.”
The little girl heard the words, but she was a little confused, and she didn’t know where she was.Say something.
Qizhu and �� and others were also sighed when they saw this scene.
Zhang Sanfeng is worthy of being the founder of the Wudang School. After a big battle, one can learn a lot.
Zhang Sanfeng said with a sigh in his heart: “The world always talks about how powerful I am, Zhang Sanfeng, and how I am the patriarch of the Wudang faction, mysterious and unpredictable, and as famous as the Bodhidharma of Shaolin Temple.”
“Actually, after seeing Patriarch Bodhidharma’s battle, I realized that I and Patriarch Bodhidharma are still very big, and the gap between Master Daoji and Daoji is not to mention.”
“only……”
His eyes hesitated.
In the end, he reminded: “Master Daoji suppressed the immortals in the Zhengfo Temple, I am afraid that the immortals in the sky will be dissatisfied.”
The little girl said with some puzzlement: “Isn’t the immortal in the sky already proven that he can’t beat Master Daoji?”
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, “It’s not that simple.”
“Like the world, there are ranks, powers, and emperors.”
“These immortals who descended to earth are actually only the lowest immortals in the sky, so they covet the luck of the world, and those big men who are high in the sky will not care…”
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