In Chang'an City, many people were looking forward to it.

They knew that His Majesty would hold the Longmen Immortal Meeting today to pray for rain for Chang'an, and the people who participated in the Immortal Meeting were all from the major avenues, including Li Daoxuan and Li Zhenren!

Early in the morning, there are many people worshipping ancestors or gods and Buddhas, hoping that the Longmen Immortal Association can really ask for rain.

They have been suffering from the drought in Chang'an for several months, the crops have died because of the drought, the children's lips have long been chapped, and the heat is approaching, and many elderly people have not survived.

If it weren't for His Majesty's order to reduce Chang'an's taxes, and requisition water sources from all over the country and distribute them for free, I'm afraid Chang'an City would have become an empty city long ago, or a dead city full of corpses!

And just as they prayed sincerely and looked forward to it, a vast voice like a god and Buddha echoed throughout Chang'an City.

"If Buddhism is not established as the state religion, Chang'an will have a five-hundred-year drought, and the land of the Tang Dynasty will also fall into endless natural disasters!"

"If you don't make Buddhism the state religion......"

"If you don't stand ......"

This statement is like the thunder sound of the western sky, which is fascinating, and makes many people frightened, and some people even can't help but kneel down, really thinking that the ancient Buddha is condemning the world.

500 years of drought!

Infinite natural disasters!

These words are too appalling, and they undoubtedly add fuel to the fire for the people in Chang'an City, who were already worried, and some people wept bitterly, only to feel as if the sky was falling apart and there was no hope for life.

Some people also said that His Majesty was holding the Longmen Immortal Meeting, and Li Zhenren would definitely ask for heavy rain, but when he looked up at the sky, he saw that the scorching sun was still there, or even hotter, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and his confidence was insufficient.

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In the palace, the rich dragon qi suddenly became much thinner, and the mournful roar of the dragon could be faintly heard.

The strength of the dragon qi is related to the national strength and the people's heart, at this moment, the people of Chang'an are panicked, and there are more and more people who question Li Shimin, and the dragon qi is naturally sluggish.

Li Shimin held the wine bottle tightly, gritted his teeth, his eyes were like a sword, and he stared at Maha.

At this moment, he even suspected that the great drought in Chang'an City was inseparable from Maha, because between the other party's words, it seemed that no one could ask for heavy rain, unless Buddhism was established as the state religion.

First, he used witchcraft to cause a great drought in Chang'an, and then shirked it to the change of Xuanwumen, which caused turmoil in the hearts of the people and rumors, and finally Maha forced himself to make him a national teacher and a Buddhist sect as the state religion......

In this way, the biggest beneficiary in the end became Maha, who not only became the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, but also preached Buddhism as he wished, and even slowly hollowed himself out and took over the power of the Tang Dynasty!

No, isn't he worried that he will give up his life and fight to the death?

Li Shimin can conquer the world, and the southern expedition is invincible, so he is naturally extremely smart, and he quickly came up with the only flaw in the other party's plan, that is, his character.

Li Shimin is a person who dares to take risks and dare to fight for his life, otherwise he would not have resolutely carried out the Xuanwumen Change, and when he was fighting in the past, he would not have frequently gone to the front line as a scout.

Since he saw the other party's conspiracy, he did not lack the courage to sacrifice his life, because he knew that blindly compromising was like boiling a frog in warm water, which could only be slowly eaten away.

Suddenly, Li Shimin remembered what Li Yuanji had done before, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and everything seemed to form a perfect closed loop.

The Moro Sect guessed that he might fight desperately to break the net, so he used Li Yuanji as a pawn and tried to replace him quietly.

Then Maha entered the capital in a high-profile manner, and by begging for rain, he naturally gained popularity and became a national teacher, so that he could subtly grasp the Li Tang regime and make the nascent Tang Dynasty a puppet!

In this way, it can really be said that God does not know the ghost, and even if someone notices it later, it will be too late.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Shimin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he was extremely happy now, fortunately, Taichong was born, and in just a few days, he found out the missing eye, killed the King of Qi, and destroyed the plan of the Moro Sect.

After Li Yuanji's death, the Moro sect did not stop the plan, and Maha still entered Beijing, wanting to use the people's will to force him to comply, and gamble.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since I ascended the throne, I have respected Taoism, repaired Taoist temples, and made friends with people from outside the party.

Li Shimin looked at those Taoists, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

At this moment, even if you kill Maha, it will be useless, and you must ask for a heavy rain as soon as possible, so that the people of Chang'an know that what Maha said just now is just alarmist.

Only in this way can the people's hearts be stable!

He didn't ask Li Daoxuan, because now Li Daoxuan's state is very special, and he has been "put on the body" by that lady, Li Shimin doesn't know what kind of attitude that lady has towards him, and whether he is willing to help him like Taichong.

Therefore, he can only speak and tempt first.

Xuandu Guan taught Dongyangzi to often receive the emperor's favor, although he was not sure, he was the first to stand up and said, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to give it a try!" ”

He walked to the high platform, on which the altar, glutinous rice, yellow charms, incense candles and other things had already been arranged to supply the needs of the rain.

Dong Yangzi held a peachwood sword in his hand, wore his hair and stepped on the gang, and there were words in his mouth.

After a while, he pointed at his wooden sword, sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice, and said, "The wind rises!" ”

Call!

A gust of wind blew, slightly damp, and blew the flags around it.

Li Shimin's eyes lit up, and sure enough, as Li Chunfeng said, today's purple microstar is dark, and the influence of dragon qi on the Dao Law is the lowest, and Dongyangzi seems to really have the hope of summoning rain.

He had already asked Dong Yangzi to try to ask for rain, but at that time, let alone rain, he didn't even ask for a wisp of wind.

However, when Li Shimin looked at Maha, he found that the other party's expression was calm and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

"Cloud Gathering!"

On the high platform, Dong Yangzi swung his wooden sword again, held it high to the sky, and danced wildly with white hair.

Clouds began to converge, and the sky seemed to get a little darker.

"Haha, it's cloudy, it's really cloudy!"

"Dongyangzi is really worthy of being the master of the Xuandu Temple, and the Tao is really profound!"

"That bald donkey just said that there was a five-hundred-year drought in Chang'an City, hehe, if I were him, I would find a crack in the ground at this moment!"

Maha sat quietly, most of his mind was focused on Li Daoxuan, or the lady in Tsing Yi, and he didn't look at the cave Yangzi, like dust.

At this point, some people began to notice that something was wrong.

"No, look at it, Dong Yangzi's real face is so bad!"

I saw that on the high platform, Dong Yangzi's face was pale, there was hardly a trace of blood, his lips were blue, and the hand holding the peachwood sword trembled slightly, as if he was under tremendous pressure every moment.

"Thunder...... Come! ”

He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the essence blood on the peachwood sword, desperately trying to complete the spell, but there was no thunder at all between heaven and earth, and there was no trace of thunder, but there was a sound of wood breaking.

Syllable!

The peachwood sword in his hand was broken in two, Dong Yangzi spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell off the high platform, his breath was sluggish, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The clouds and damp wind that had been summoned before disappeared in an instant.