After two months of severe drought, a four-hour continuous drizzle immediately alleviated.

After all, it was driven by the magic power, and the more than 20 wells in the county that were almost dry were directly half full, and the lakes and streams also began to gurgle and connect with each other.

Not only that, but there is also the scene of dead wood in spring.

Old trees, dead grass, needless to mention.

Green seedlings have regrown in the ridges, children are playing barefoot in the water, and the army of loaches that crawled out to breathe was caught.

If it doesn't rain, there are no crops to eat, and chickens, ducks, fish, and pigs are even more so, and now that it's finally raining, if there is meat to eat, it will be even more gratifying.

"Dao Chief, it's raining! It's raining! No matter how much it is, it will spoil the seedlings, and it will not be beautiful."

Lu Xianling spoke.

At this moment, he was completely wet with rain inside and out, but he looked extremely happy, but he still didn't forget to be rational and reminded Meng Fan that he could take away his supernatural powers.

It is worthy of the dragon god......

Such a great drought can be relieved by a rain, how good would it be if we were dedicated to the people?

If you have to be tempted to die, it will not be long before you will sacrifice to the temple of the five internal organs of the poor road.

The thought turned sharply, Meng Fan slapped the magic card again, only to see that in an instant, the thunder collected the wind, the rain dispersed and the clouds collected, and the people of the city were full of joy, and the old man praised him while worshipping him as a god.

However, I couldn't kneel.

Taoists only bow to heaven and earth, parents, and teachers, even if they see the king, they don't have to bow, so Meng Fan doesn't like others to kneel to him.

"The merits of the Taoist are immeasurable, not only to seek rain spirits, but if it is sunny, there will be no clouds in an instant......

Listening to the compliments of the county order, Meng Fan was not arrogant, and while cleaning up the altar, he communicated with Deng Tianjun and Huaishui Dragon God.

The former clearly said that if he wants to pray for rain in the future, he will directly open the altar and send him a message, and there is no need to ask Puhua Tianzun again, Lei Zu has already issued a will, and in the future, he will have the wind and the rain, and the four departments will obey the order at any time.

The latter clearly distinguishes Yin and Yin evil, but now he pretends to be extremely hospitable, and invites Meng Fan to Shuifu, saying that he is derelict in his duties and wants to punish himself with three cups.

In this regard, he must have verbally agreed, first stabilized this guy, to ensure that there were no mistakes in the later plan, and then said that he would enter Beijing to face the saint and preach, and when the matter was resolved, he would go to Shuifu to see it.

When the Huaishui Dragon God heard this, he did not doubt him, recognized this bad luck, and flew towards Shuifu while thinking about how many gifts to give in order to uncover this article.

Four-clawed dragon?

Looking at the giant beast flying in the clouds, Meng Fan secretly frowned, such a Taoist old Jiao, I am afraid that he can attack the real dragon, but he immediately let go, the higher the cultivation, the better the meat quality, and the more various divine effects.

As for how to concoct it?

His eyes were on the Lu County Order below.

Now, some officials have set up a shed to warm up the old man's body, if it is because of the wind chill in this rain, it is not beautiful.

"There is no need to say thanks, it is the duty of Taoists to protect the safety of one party."

"Besides, the people and the officials are all sincere, even if there is no poor way, they can move the heavens, and it is not my work alone."

After flicking his robe and putting all the magic weapons into the cave space, Meng Fan flew down from the high platform and spoke first, blocking what the county order wanted to say, and also appeasing the people, so that they should not be polite.

Tao is the state religion.

In the past, the emperor presided over the ceremony of sealing Zen, led the guard of honor through Guyang County, and specially went to the Laojun Temple to meet him, and posthumously honored as: Emperor Taishang Xuanyuan.

Since he is a member of the Daomen, when he encounters such injustices, he should come to the rescue.

And just like that, the matter calmed down a little.

Meng Fan was invited to stay here for one night and distribute the sacrifices offered to the gods to the people.

The one who divides the sacrificial meat in ancient times is Dazai.

It stands to reason that the local sacrifice was presided over by the county honor, but Meng Daochang had a great favor to the whole county, and this honor fell on his head without dispute.

Of course, this is not the same concept as stealing tribute and eating, it is an upright thing that conforms to Chinese etiquette-

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In ancient times, Zhou Tianzi often rewarded the princes with flesh, called Ci Gan.

In this way, all dynasties and dynasties have given the meat to the girch, and every time the emperor sacrifices to the ancestors and gods, he will reward the meat, which can be regarded as a symbol of favor and recognition to the courtiers.

It is similar to the gods enjoying their essence and the mundane eating their taste.

Every grain of grain and every piece of meat is hard-won and must not be wasted.

"Dare to ask Ming Fujun, how many people in the county have died because of this?"

"Alas, three babies and twelve old men, I later sent out the whole county's chariots and horses, and transported all the frail and sick people to the neighboring county to recuperate."

"The sin of this matter lies with the Huaishui Dragon God, and it must not be let go just like that."

With a bowl of broth in their hands, they sat on the ground, plotting in a corner of the wilderness.

The prefectural commander asked, "What is the Taoist going to do?"

"Poor Dao was ordered by the master to enter the capital to face the saint, and the Ming Mansion only needed to write a recital to clarify the situation......

The situation is not complicated.

After a few words, Lu Xian Ling immediately said that he would pick up his pen and ink and denounce the evil deeds of the Huaishui Dragon God.

At the same time, Meng Fan also invited the city emperor.

Not long ago, this Taoist friend also proved his innocence, although the new temple is gone, but the people will not hate her, every year to celebrate a small festival, go out to walk will also come to the pillar incense.

"As it should be."

After answering the sound, the city emperor also began to write, after all, the big truth when he communicated with the county order before the real rain, but completely offended the Huaishui Dragon God to death.

Now Meng Fan intends to take the lead and eradicate it with the help of the general trend of humanity, which is simply a great thing!

After getting two twists and turns, Meng Fan was satisfied and decided to leave overnight, no longer making any stops halfway, and went directly to the imperial capital Chang'an.

Before leaving, he took a Dharma card from his waist and hung it on the beam of the main hall of the Chenghuang Temple.

【Guardian Heavenly Venerable King Lingguan】

In order to prevent the Huaishui Dragon God from sensing something and taking revenge, resulting in a tragedy, Meng Fan first left a magic card here, and then took it back when he received the holy decree and came back to kill the dragon.

It contains a trace of mana of the king Lingguan, who can communicate with the heavenly deity, whoever dares to slaughter the people, who will die, you know, this is the Jade Emperor's imperial general, specializing in the heavens and the earth, and has three eyes to see the world's affairs, and a whip to wake up the world.

In this way, Meng Fan drank the broth in one gulp, harnessed the breath of the earth's veins, and continued to walk towards the northwest by means of approaching the shrinkage of the ground.

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Starry Night.

Three days later, the end of the South Mountain is in front of you.

Taiyi is close to the sky, and even the mountains are connected to the sea.

The white clouds look back, and the blue mist enters to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshines are different.

If you want to stay with someone, ask the woodcutter across the water.

At present, Wang Wei, who wrote this poem, has not yet been born, and Meng Fan walks in the famous mountains with deep valleys and clouds, and between his breaths, there is aura swimming in his mouth and nose.

A Taoist blessed land.

Like Maoshan, there have been masters who practiced here since the ancient pre-Qin period, but now it has not become the ancestral court of the Quanzhen lineage, because this vein has not yet risen, and it will not be known as the authentic Xuanmen in the world until the Jin Yuan era.

Therefore, the people who cultivate here are either high-ranking officials and nobles who love to enjoy the scenery, or they are scattered hermits who gather the strengths of various families, and occasionally there are a few spiritual fields with strong spirit come into view.