Empress Wu Zetian!

Meng Fan was inexplicable, and secretly removed the [Empress] prefix, no matter how legendary she was, in this world, she would swear to defend Li Tang Jiangshan and keep the inheritance of the Daomen undiminished.

"After the heavens, the trail can ask for sweet rain, help the people, and save the miserable."

"You can also fly to the sky and the earth, drive the thunder law, everywhere you go, the demon king bows his head, the ghosts and gods worship, the land and mountains and rivers, and the guards send them to welcome."

"You can fast and start playing, and summon the heavenly generals."

"His merits are complete, he ascends to immortality, the star official descends, and the gate of heaven opens by itself."

Because of the majesty of the supreme, he could not look at the saint at will, so Meng Fan lowered his gaze and used the most peaceful language to talk about subverting the cognition of the monarchs and ministers in the palace.

Absurd......

A courtier from Confucianism frowned, and sighed secretly in his heart: Now there is already a leftist disciple Ming Chongyan, who confuses the public and shakes the country, but I didn't expect another little Taoist priest to come.

"Oh, can you do it?"

Wu Zetian sat up straight, motioned to the palace people to lift the curtain, revealing a beautiful and bright face.

Almost at the same time, Meng Fan raised his head confidently and replied, "I don't know how the queen wants to act?" ”

Immediately after, the heart was touched.

In the midst of the drapering, Emperor Li Zhi hung down and was old, his hair was gray, and although his body was full of dragon energy, it was impossible to hide the sense of decay.

And the queen of heaven, who is four years older than him, is still bright, like a thirty-year-old woman, her youth is still there, and there is an aggressive heroic atmosphere between her eyebrows.

To tell the truth, the palace maids who are in charge of serving next to her, Shao Ling is enjoying it, and she still has to be ashamed of herself in front of her, and she can't admit it.

But Meng Fan thought about the original history, and the people of the time described it like this: Although the Spring and Autumn Period is high, it is good at painting itself, although it does not feel its decline left and right, Bingxu, and it is reborn with teeth.

At the age of nearly seventy, he can still grow his teeth again, not to mention this world with the existence of immortals and Buddhas and strong aura?

Wu Zetian's elbow was on his bow, his hand was on his chin, and he said with a smile: "The heat in Chang'an is unbearable, although there is hidden ice in the palace to relieve the heat, the palace still feels bored, why don't you rain a rain?" ”

"Yes."

Meng Fan retracted his thoughts, bowed his hand to the queen who stretched his eyebrows, and then looked at the emperor on the side, and said respectfully:

"How much rain does Your Majesty think is appropriate?"

It's a small hint.

Even in this kind of matter, Wu Zetian, who is also known as the second saint with the emperor, can call the shots, but he still does not forget to ask Li Zhi to tell him how much rain he should ask for.

Not far away, Ming Chongyan was shocked, almost losing his sense of proportion, and stood up from his seat.

The Maoshan inheritance has always been recognized, and he has heard of the unconventional grandmaster, which is indeed extraordinary, but Chang'an is the imperial capital, a place where the general trend of humanity gathers, and countless spells will fail, and his disciples are so young......

How could there be such a means!

"Xiaodao chief, there is no joke in front of you."

"Can you really ask for wind and rain?"

Li Zhiluo's inward-looking eyes were uncertain, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

"The poor don't dare to bully the king."

Meng Fan is neither humble nor arrogant, he has Lei Zu to protect him, called Tiantian Ying, called the earth spirit, and can directly give orders to Deng Tianjun.

"Chang'an has not rained for seven days, it is a small drought, and the water is three inches and thirty-six points, how about it?"

The hall was silent.

Your Majesty is so harsh, what do you mean?

There are ministers who secretly speculate.

In fact, since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the amount of rain has been the same as snowfall, which is calculated by special utensils, including skin inches, more than inches, several inches, and rulers, close rulers, and surplus feet.

Unexpectedly, Meng Fan just smiled slightly and responded:

"This matter is easy, when will Your Majesty set up clouds, when will there be thunder, when will it rain, and when will it rain."

The ministers in the palace were bound by etiquette and did not dare to make a loud noise, but they also discussed it in a low voice.

The young man is arrogant, or is there really a Tao in his body?

The crown prince Li Xian, who was originally holding the attitude of watching the drama and drinking alone to dispel the depression in his heart, couldn't help but show curiosity on his face, and seriously looked at the Taoist with a clear voice in front of him.

Meng Fan had a smooth journey, traveled to the heavens, traveled extensively, and had a relationship with the Netherworld, up to the Dantian Demon Academy, the ancestor was either a heavenly master in the upper realm, or an assistant to the Emperor Dongyue, and not long ago he intersected with Deng Tianjun of the Thunder Department, plus the Taoist law was successful, and he had a graceful bearing of calm and leisure.

"Now that the sun has just passed, the clouds have not yet been spread, the thunder has not been thundered at three o'clock, it has rained at the beginning of the day, and the rain has been enough at the end of the day, and the water has been three inches and thirty-six points."

"Commandment."

Li Zhi was invisible, Meng Fan was not in a hurry, and completed the right performance of the monarch and the minister between questions and answers.

"Swing and watch."

After a short time, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs sat outside with his car, and the corridor was separated.

At the beginning of the day, also known as the sun falling, the sun sets, the sun sets from the middle sky, slightly west.

"Sage, the mandala is full of colors, you can ask the Taoist to go up to the altar to pray for rain." There is a soldier flying newspaper.

"Chief, please."

Wu Zetian smiled and looked exceptionally kind.

And Meng Fan didn't say much, responded with a slight bow, and put on the shelf of the Big Dipper Seven Yuan real people, so as not to be looked down upon, and then flew directly onto the three-zhang high platform in front of everyone's eyes, shocking the civil and military officials.

Asking for rain is also divided into occasions.

In the past, in the county, in order to alleviate the drought and nourish the hearts of the people, everything was simple and practical.

Nowadays, Chang'an is not dry, but it is just in the hot summer, so he begged for rain just to practice and prove that he is not a left-handed liar who is grandstanding.

Since it is a show operation, Meng Daochang must be as fancy as possible to make the scene bigger.

At this moment, there are 28 flags on the left and right sides of the altar, and a table is placed on the top, and there is an incense burner on the table, and the incense smoke in the furnace is misty.

There are two candlesticks on both sides, the wind and candles on the platform are brilliant, and there is a gold medal by the hearth, and the name of Lei Zu is engraved on the card: Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun.

There are five large vats at the bottom, all of which are filled with a full tank of water, and there are willow branches floating on the water, each holding an iron card, and the book on the card is the word Thunder Dusi.

In addition, there are five large piles on the left and right, and on the piles are written the names of the five barbarian thunder messengers.

Ming Chongyan's heart was shocked.

How did you get in touch with Lei Zu?

The next moment, even more frightened came.

Meng Fan cleared his heart and pinched the recipe to recite, even those who didn't know this sacred name before, when they heard his extremely solemn voice containing Dao power, they also restrained their minds and didn't dare to think nonsense.

"The heart's conversion ceremony, the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Mansion, the supreme Yuqing King. The shape is full of ten directions, and the nine phoenixes are spoken. Above the thirty-six days, read the treasure book and the book of Kaoqiong; 1,500 eons ago, the position is true, and the power is great. Holding the golden light in his hand, he proclaimed the Jade Shu Treasure Sutra; If it does not turn into dust, it is as fast as wind and fire. ”

"Purify your mind and make a great wish."

"Subdue the demons with wisdom."

"The General Division's Five Thunder Luck Hearts and Three Realms."

"Father of the group, Master of All Souls."

"The great sage is merciful, and the emperor is the way."

"Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun!"

After the ceremony, outside the imperial city, everything was as usual, and everyone in the palace only felt that the void was thundering, shaking the nine heavens and moving the nine places, and shocking the four seas and turning over the four places.

The clouds above their heads instantly condensed, directly covering the sun, and at the same time, Feng Po and Xun Erlang exerted their mana with all their might, and the cool breeze was blowing, and the millions of people in the city felt that the whole person was happy.