Cao Zijing immediately told the matter one by one.

Lu Gong quickly understood that in order to pray for rain in the past three years, the imperial court would hold a rain prayer meeting on every major festival.

At that time, whether it is a cultivator or a ghost, god and spirit, they can take this opportunity to show their skills.

The main purpose of the rain prayer meeting is to solve the disaster near the capital, and the Si Tian Jian will preside over it together with the chief officials of the six departments of the three provinces, and even invite the immortal masters of the three mountains to come and watch the ceremony.

The winners of the rain prayer conference can get the rewards jointly provided by the three provinces and six departments, and if the ghosts and gods are weird, they can even get the opportunity to be registered by Si Tianjian and become a god with a golden body.

Of course, for the gods, the biggest benefit is not only rewards and promotions, but the most important thing is to show their strength in front of millions of Kyoto people, and once successful, the next incense will be unpredictable.

"Let's just say that at the rain prayer meeting on the winter solstice last year, there was a mountain god who was named the god of the mountain by Si Tianjian on the spot because he begged for a light rain, and now half a year has passed, the incense has not been broken, and the golden body has been completed!" Cao Zijing's face was full of anticipation.

When Si Tianjian heard the news, the first thing he thought of was the heavy rain that Lu Gong begged for when he was fighting with Huang He and them in Tianshui County.

"That's a lot of money. If you can come to Kyoto for such a scene, I am afraid that in the history books of the entire Chinese Dynasty in the future, your name of Lu Gong will be left behind. Cao Zijing said, already very excited.

If Lu Wei succeeds, then he Cao Zijing will also have a long face!

"I almost couldn't resist signing you up!" Cao Zijing said, but found that Lu Gong had been silent, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "What's wrong?" Are there any difficulties? ”

Lu Gong actually wanted to say, it was too much of a coincidence!

Qinglu just finished saying that he asked him to use up the two drops of water.

"Good! Not in my name, though! Lu Gong said directly.

"Why?" Cao Zijing was a little puzzled, such a good opportunity to make a name for himself, shouldn't he grasp it?

"We can participate in the rain prayer meeting, but we must take this opportunity to solve the problem of the victims of Yunyan Mountain."

Listening to Lu Gong's serious voice, Cao Zijing was taken aback. "How to fix it?"

This is something that even the Prime Minister has tried his best to do but can't do anything about it.

Can it be solved by praying for rain?

Lu Gong was already floating. "You wait for me here, I'll bring a god over."

Cao Zijing didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he could only stay in front of the Land Temple as he said.

Lu Gong went to Yunyan Mountain again, and this time he landed directly on the dead tree.

"Great God, why are you back again?" The ragged mountain god was still bubbling black.

"Senior Mountain God, there is something I want to bother you with!" Lu Gongdao.

The mountain god nodded: "If the little god is within his power, he will do his best." ”

"I want to take my seniors to the rain prayer meeting of the Dragon Boat Festival!"

As soon as Lu Gong's voice fell, he found that the mountain god had run back into his body, and he refused to come out no matter how much he screamed.

"God, just spare me. I'm in this state now, let alone praying for rain, even if I pull it out, I can't see anyone! Please also ask the great god to be smart! The voice of the mountain god wept mournfully.

"No, this must be done by seniors, otherwise it won't be able to achieve the effect I want. I also ask the mountain god seniors to help me for the victims of this mountain! Lu Gong was earnest.

The victims of Yunyan Mountain are a huge problem that cannot be solved by one person.

What Lu Gong wanted was to take advantage of this opportunity to attract the attention of the people of the whole city, and to solve it with the help of the people of Kyoto and the government.

Although he also knew that this solution was risky, he was still confident. The only problem is that using this mountain temple as a springboard can make this thing twice as effective with half the effort.

"The little god really doesn't have this ability!" The mountain god is already on the verge of collapse.

Prayer for rain? That's where the great gods and demons show off their muscles, and no one even wants a low-level god like him to wave his flag and shout.

Lu Gong knew that it would be difficult for him to convince him, so he simply didn't say a word and directly launched the spirit detention technique.

The next moment, the mountain god had already been directly flown out of his body and floated in front of Lu Gong, he was terrified to the extreme, but found that he couldn't even struggle.

"Next, whatever I say, you must do it, otherwise you will ......" As he spoke, Zhao Changlong held the Xuantie Sword and landed beside Lu Gong.

Sure enough, it worked.

After the mountain god was frightened, his head was soon like pounding garlic. "The great god spares his life, and the old decay obeys his orders!"

Lu Gong's heart moved, and the soul of the mountain god had already entered the dark space!

When he saw several Taoist priests in the corner and Ma Qingyuan in the air, the mountain god's face changed drastically, and his waist straightened.

He could clearly feel that the pure Taoist aura of these people in front of him was not an immortal he could afford to provoke.

However, when he looked up and saw the bright moon above his head, he suddenly snapped, knelt down suddenly, and kept kowtowing.

At this moment, the moonlight fell on his body, and the plague aura on his body gradually dispersed.

Lu Gong was also shocked and inexplicable, the effect of this copper plate had exceeded his imagination many times.

But he couldn't care about so much, and when he returned to Kyoto Street, Cao Zijing was already bored and squatted on the ground to draw circles.

Lu Gong directly released the mountain god.

When the mountain god saw the black clothes, he was even more frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed and saluted. "The little god has seen the judge."

He was even more sure that this box had been sent by Heaven to torture him.

"You want him to take your place?" Cao Zijing looked at the plague qi on the mountain god's body that had not completely dissipated, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Yes! The problem of the victims is also the problem of the entire Yunyan Mountain, and it needs more people's attention and help to solve it. "Lu Gong is categorical.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Cao Zijing absolutely did not believe it.

"Okay, let's talk about it!" Lu Gong didn't bother to explain anything.

Cao Zijing nodded: "Since you have decided, I have nothing to say." Then go your way. We need to go to the Si Tian Prison......"

On the highest floor of the Si Tianjian Tower, a one-legged old man in a Taoist robe looked at the streets of Kyoto with a smile on his face.

The changing wind and clouds soaked his eyes.

Next to him, Chu Feng held his hands behind his back and stared down with curiosity on his face. "Master, what do you say Uncle Lu is going to do?"

The old man in the Taoist robe shook his head with a smile: "It's unpredictable to be a teacher." I think that his mind is now on the victims of Yunyan Mountain, and this heart is quite similar to when your ancestor was young. ”

At the mention of Shizu, Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Master, is the ancestor still young?"

Master Jian Zheng instantly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and with an "oops" sound, he blamed himself: "The disciple is vain, of course the master is always young. ”

Chu Feng smiled: "Master, did you say that the master could hear you?" ”

"Of course! My filial piety can be seen from the sun and the moon! The Lord raised his hand, and he almost swore an oath.

Chu Feng held back his laughter vigorously.

"Go ahead, don't let your uncle be wronged. That's your forte! Seeing that a box below had fallen at the door of Si Tianjian, Lord Jian Zheng hurriedly ordered.