Fayun Temple is one of the largest temples in Shaanxi, dedicated to the Buddha's relics, has a very high status in Buddhism, the Qing Dynasty because of the resistance of Taoism in the late Ming Dynasty, destroyed a large number of Taoist temples and slaughtered thousands of Taoist priests, but Buddhism is more obedient so it was not suppressed - and the lama also belongs to Buddhism - but was respected, this temple covers an area of thousands of acres, a large hall is splendid.

Lingyun Daoist took his apprentice Xiao Jiu and stood at the door of Fayun Temple.

This Zhengtai was shocked, although he was just standing outside the temple, seeing the magnificent hall inside the door, the huge bluestone practice ground, and the gilded pagoda standing in the square, the tripod-shaped incense burner and the letter incense inserted in one of the arms, which was completely beyond the imagination of the Taoist children who only had two people in this whole Taoist temple, and even the three clear statues were made of wood, and the dilapidated and mottled small places came out.

"Master, we all stood from morning until it was almost dark, why didn't they let us in."

There was a "grunt" sound from Xiao Jiu's stomach.

"Hungry?"

Daoist Lingyun unwrapped the package on his body, took out a piece of hard cake from it, broke a fist-sized piece and handed it to the apprentice: "Eat it." ”

"Master, I'm not hungry, you eat."

"Eat."

Ling Yun saw that the apprentice began to bite the hard cake hard, a smile appeared on his face, and he pinched the crumbs that fell in his hand when he broke the hard cake in the palm of his hand and put it in his mouth, these cakes were ground together with wheat bran and cornmeal, which were very rough, and the lack of water, the crumbs that he swallowed were extremely difficult to scrape his throat, but he cherished what he ate, and most of the food he brought down the mountain was scattered on the victims, and now there was not much bread left.

Swallowing the crumbs of the hard cake, Daoist Lingyun looked at the magnificent Fayun Temple, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

In the morning, he handed out the post as the "Qingyun Guan Lord", but the other party has not paid attention to it until now, obviously he does not want to see himself, and the masters in the temple must also know his intention this time - in order to fight the drought, only the treasure of the Buddha's relics can be used, and the treasure of the temple is estimated to be reluctant to take out the Fayun Temple.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Xiao Jiu's throat was choked by the cake crumbs, and he coughed violently.

His throat was dry, and he wanted to drink water, but Xiao Jiu suddenly felt something dripping on his face.

Is it rain?

It's raining!

Xiao Jiu looked up in surprise, and sure enough, the dark clouds covered the evening sky, and the raindrops kept falling, Lingyun Daoist looked up in surprise, it was actually raining! He curled his fingers and shook his head with a sigh, this rain, the amount of rain is not large, it will only last for one night, it is not of much use to the drought in the entire Guanzhong, and it can't even be alleviated.

Because of this little rain, it is estimated that it will evaporate in one day tomorrow.

However, now that it rains, it is equivalent to saving the lives of many victims in a desperate situation, so Lingyun Daoist is full of gratitude for Fayun Temple's actions, since the masters in the temple have compassion, maybe it can be said that they can use the Buddha's finger relics.

The mood improved a lot, Lingyun Dao Chang saw Xiao Jiu's expression of sticking out his tongue and greedily sucking the raindrops, smiled and pinched a trick with his hand, and immediately a small whirlwind surged around, absorbing a large amount of raindrops into a stream of water and rushing into the apprentice's mouth.

At this time, there was a sound of gongs and drums in the distance, a team was returning to Fayun Temple, a fat monk walked in the forefront, grabbing a roast chicken in his right hand, holding an elbow in his left hand, eating with a mouth full of oil, and a few small novices next to him flattered with flattery:

"It is worthy of Uncle Puzhen, and he can successfully pray for rain under this great drought, which is really profound."

"Uncle Puzhen's rain has countless people, and it can be said that he is a living Bodhisattva."

"What bodhisattva? Uncle Puzhen will become a Buddha in the future, and those of us will also go to the Western Heaven to be bliss and be arhats to accompany Uncle Puzhen. ”

"Hahaha......"

Pu Zhen smiled when he heard this, but he still scolded in his mouth: "A group of little clever ghosts, praying for rain relies on the eight Heavenly Dragon Treasure Flags, which one depends on me?" And the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, which I can be? In the future, if I can practice to the realm of an arhat, I will be satisfied to be an arhat. ”

Hearing the sound of speaking, Lingyun Dao Chang sighed slightly, talking about the Buddha and Bodhisattva so casually, there was almost no trace of awe in his heart, has the current Fayun Temple become like this?

Suppressing the sigh in his heart, the Taoist priest tidied up his clothes, stood on the side of the road, and when the team approached, he stepped forward and said, "Poor Dao Qingyun Guan Lord, Lingyun has seen Master Puzhen. ”

Puzhen earned more than 1,000 taels on this trip, happy in his heart, he ate a lot when he came back on the road, he didn't expect to meet people on the mountain, he was still a Taoist priest, his face changed a few times, he handed his elbow and roast chicken to the little novice next to him, and put his hands together and said: "Poor monk Puzhen, just returned from praying for rain, that...... The consumption of the ritual is relatively large, so I will eat some meat to make up for it. ”

"We Buddhists don't say that we don't eat meat, we just don't eat spicy things." He explained.

Lingyun Dao Chang hurriedly said, "Poor Dao knows. ”

"Master Puzhen can pray for rain, which is also a merit, but I wonder if the master can completely save the people of Guanzhong?"

"This ......"

Pu Zhen's face became ugly: "You are here for the Buddha's finger bone relics, right?" The poor monk advises you to leave quickly, this matter is impossible, the Buddha refers to the relics since Tang Taizong first edict to welcome the Buddha's bones, to Wu Zetian, Tang Suzong...... Only the Tang Dynasty welcomed the Buddha bones 6 times, and the Qing Dynasty was already a symbol of Buddhism in the Central Plains. ”

"If it is damaged, how can we explain to the Buddha when we go to the Western Heavenly Bliss?"

Daoist Lingyun persuaded again: "The Buddha is an enlightened being, compassionate, and uses relics to save the people, even if he knows, how can he blame?" The lives and deaths of millions of people in Guanzhong are just a thought of your temple. ”

"Humph!"

Pu Zhen said unhappily: "You say that Fayun Temple doesn't care about the lives of the people? We are outsiders who originally only asked about the worldly things, and we don't have to worry about the drought, maybe in winter, we will automatically fall asleep again in half a year, and you Taoist priests like to use righteousness to persecute and sell fame, but we don't know how much slander and infamy Buddhism has borne in order to develop forbearance. ”

"Let's go, Fayun Temple has been closed since 7 days ago, and I won't see anyone anymore."

He grabbed the roast chicken and elbow from the hand of the little novice beside him, threw the bone on the ground after a few large bites, and left angrily, and soon, the door of the temple "clanged" shut.

Xiao Jiu looked at the shiny chicken bones and pig bones on the ground, smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but lick his mouth, and it took a lot of effort to look away: "Master, what should we do?" ”

"Let's leave, it seems that Fayun Temple will not use the Buddha's finger bones to fight the drought, and it is useless to wait any longer."

Daoist Lingyun was about to leave, when suddenly a voice came: "I said Chief, since the other party is unwilling to take it out, why don't we take advantage of the night to sneak in and kill him?" ”

A black-robed man walked out of the woods.

Ling Yun looked at the other party with some surprise: "Fayun Temple is a big temple in Shaanxi, and it is also the place where the Buddha's relics are located, and there are many masters in the temple, especially the abbot and other senior monks of the Cizi generation, each of whom has profound magic power, and if you want to go in and steal, I am afraid that you will be killed...... Who are you? ”

"That's right."

Yan Luo put down his hat and revealed his face inside: "The name or something is just a more illusory thing, you can be a warm-hearted person, I am running for the great drought in this level." ”

"You can call me Mr. Qin."

Seeing the appearance of ordinary people under the hat, blue, white and black hair, Lingyun Dao Chang was taken aback, he opened a pair of Taoist spiritual eyes and peeked in surprise: "You are not flesh and blood!" ”

"The body of mercury is similar to the Vajra incorruptible body of Buddhism, but I can maintain it normally."

"On the way, I heard a master say that this drought was caused by the drought of ancient evil creatures, and there are Buddha finger relics in Fayun Temple that can suppress demons, so come and take a look."

There is no demonic aura in Yanluo's mercury body, and there is no murderous aura in people, Lingyun Daoist let down his guard and said: "The Buddha refers to the relics as the treasure of Buddhism, and Fayun Temple refuses to take it out and has no choice." ”

"Alas...... The relics have great restraint against demons and monsters and zombies, but it's a pity that ......"

When Yan Luo heard this, he jumped up again to observe the monks inside from the wall of the temple, and he came up with the idea of using a sniper rifle to kill a few "masters" to take away the corpses and burn the relics, and then he suddenly had an idea: "Lingyun Daoist, I said, let's secretly set a fire at night and burn down the Fayun Temple, can we pick up a bunch of relics from the ashes and ruins?" ”

Lingyun Daoist: "......"

There are many masters in Fayun Temple, not to mention setting fire to the temple, even if you summon a meteorite to drop it, it may not be able to destroy the temple.

Yan Luo, the incarnation of Qin Shi Huang, the Heavenly Demon Qin used to fight was scrapped, and the Broken Army Wai Dan was not in his hand, so if he really wanted to mess around, maybe the mercury in his body would be beaten out, so he went down the mountain with Lingyun Dao Chang, and talked about drought on the way.

"I've figured out where the drought is, but unfortunately the land in that area has turned into magma, and I can't get close to it."

"Oh......"

The magma can be seen as a combination of the earth element and the fire element, and the four elemental spirit bodies of Yanluo don't care, and Qin Shi Huang's mercury body will probably be burned and evaporated when it enters the magma.

"Is the Drought Sleeping?"

"Yes, this ancient murderous creature was suppressed by the dynasty's luck before, and now that the dragon vein of the Qing court is broken, the luck will dissipate and it will wake up slowly, but it will not be so fast...... However, it is estimated that it will be soon, or in a few days, once the drought fish completely wakes up, it will leave the sleeping valley and hunt everywhere in the land of Guanzhong, and the drought will also affect a larger range with its movement, creating monstrous sins. ”

"Since it's sleeping, why don't we take advantage of it sleeping to get up and down and kill that zombie?"

Yan Luo used a sword condensed with a little mercury in his hand and made a "slashing" motion.

"Mr. Qin, in mythology, although the drought fish is not as powerful as Chi You, it is also an ancient murderous thing, and Chi You is a corpse of five dragon horses! The body of a zombie is originally stronger than a human, and the bronze corpse, iron corpse, and Xuanjia corpse are all like steel and iron bones! The body of the drought fish is so strong, it is estimated that the poor road will not be able to cut the skin with a sword! What's more, it is also emitting extreme heat in its sleep, how to kill it? ”

Yan Luo asked, "Then how can we kill the Drought Fish?" ”

Lingyun Daoist frowned, thought for a while and said: "According to the poor Dao, there are only two ways, the first is a treasure similar to the Buddha's finger relics, which has great destructive power to zombies and demons, and the Buddha's finger relics should be able to be eliminated by inserting them in the body of the drought, and the second is thunder!" Thunder punishes evil spirits, and when a thunder strikes down, even zombies who have cultivated to the Flying Yaksha will be split into charcoal. ”

"It's just that the drought is the apex of the zombies, and ordinary thunder and lightning will definitely not be able to kill it, and neither can the Taoist palm thunder god Xiao Tian Thunder, unless it is a continuous ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunder, or a nine-day thunder punishment."

"That's it!"

The doppelganger fell silent, and the body in the dungeon on the other side went to find Tesla and Einstein.

Woden Crevert Tower, a small storage battery, and an electrical energy receiving device have all been studied, and the two are learning the knowledge given by Yanluo in the underground palace.

In fact, Yan Luo gave the two of them a formula.

Einstein was given "E=mc^2", which is the mass-energy conversion equation.

What was given to Tesla was "λ=h/p", which is the formula of matter waves, a formula calculated by the French physicist de Brogre in 1923, any matter has both particle and wave properties, or in other words, any matter can be regarded as a wave, including man himself. Man is not only a matter of being, but also a wave in a sense.

To put it simply, the electron is not only a particle, but also a wave. The formula expresses the relationship between wavelength and energy and can be applied to any macroscopic object and microscopic particle.

Compared with the mass-energy equation, not many people know about the mass-energy equation, but this is ranked 8th in the "Ten Greatest Formulas in the World" in the British "Physical World" selection, and De Broglie also won the 1929 Nobel Prize in Physics, and Einstein's mass-energy equation ranked fifth among the ten greatest formulas.

The volatility of electrons! Tesla, as a master of electromagnetism and a magician of electricity, was immediately ecstatic when he got this formula.

Of course, Einstein, the great magician of the fire system, was also ecstatic when he got the mass-energy conversion equation, and the two were full of admiration for Yanluo, who came up with two formulas.

"Tesla, how's the matter wave formula being studied?"

Yan Luo walked into a room, the floor was littered with scrap paper full of data, and Tesla and Einstein were struggling to calculate something.

"Something!"

Tesla said excitedly: "Relying on the matter wave formula, you can develop a new light spell from the electric spell!" I had some inspiration to create a high-energy particle beam that burned everything by superimposing electrons, and I was going to name it: Death Light, and once successful, I am afraid it will be a legendary light spell! ”

"I've also been inspired by the mass-energy conversion equation, and I'm developing a fire and explosion magic, and if successful, I'm afraid it can reach the legendary level, creating a super explosive fireball similar to a miniature solar explosion."

Einstein's eyes seemed to be burning with a frenzy, and he was inspired by the mass-energy equation.