The so-called relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to draft the water, Yuanchang Mansion attaches great importance to the spring planting every year, and will specially invite the monks to pray for rain every year.

Of course, they invited either monks who knew magic, or ordinary monks.

Generally, as long as it is not a catastrophic year, there will be no monks who know magic to interfere with the wind and rain at will.

After all, for a cultivator, every intervention day is a change of life against the sky.

Such behavior will inevitably encounter feedback from the Heavenly Dao.

As for whether it is positive feedback or reverse feedback, it is difficult to say.

There has been no drought in the Jiangnan region in the past ten years, and the monks and Taoists who have the ability will not run to ask for rain when they are full......

Today is another ritual to pray for spring rain, and everyone is looking forward to a good spring rain to moisten the fields.

Of course, even if you don't have it, you can live your life, after all, relying on Jiehai Lake, there is no shortage of water.

There are no temples in the city and there are monks in the two places of the temple.

The monks had already set up an altar by the Jiehai Lake last night, and prepared their own rain prayer utensils.

Early this morning, a large number of people with umbrellas gathered by Jiehai Lake.

Needless to say, these are all for the fun.

In the eyes of the people, those monks and Taoists who pray for rain have real skills, and since people come to ask for rain, then they bring umbrellas to naturally deserve respect.

The people gathered in large numbers, and suddenly there were clouds in the sky, and it looked like it was about to rain.

When the people below saw this, they immediately felt a little disappointed.

Before this rain is asked, is it going to fall?

But those monks and Taoists were relieved when they saw this.

They didn't have much confidence that they could just ask for rain, but now they are happy to see that it is going to rain.

But the strange thing is that after a long time, there were still only clouds on this day, and not a drop of rain fell.

And in the perspective that the people can't see, above the clouds, there are two people confronting each other.

These two are none other than the two brothers Jiang Yingmin and Jiang Yingquan.

Jiang Yingquan was wearing a scribe's robe, and asked with a calm smile:

"Brother, are you ready for this gambling rain?"

"You're so confident, you're sure you can win?"

"Anyway, I have nothing to lose, even if I lose, I just leave."

Jiang Yingquan said very easily, as if he didn't care much.

But Jiang Yingmin knew that whenever his younger brother showed that he didn't care, it meant that he cared very much.

At this time, the monks and Taoists who saw that it had not rained for a long time below also began to think.

They all felt that in this situation, it would definitely rain today, and in that case, it was better to seize the opportunity and take the lead in asking for rain.

When the time comes, when it rains, won't the credit be considered your own?

Coincidentally, both sides thought so, and everyone wanted to ask for rain first.

The presiding officer of the Incompetent Temple and the contemplator who should not be contemplating immediately began to debate the scriptures.

When the people saw the two of them sitting on a high platform, they all felt that these two were masters of the Tao.

But if someone comes close and listens, they will know that this is not the case.

Sitting still, the treasure solemnly presided over the recitation:

"You damn bullnose, go back to your ravine and graze.

Dare to grab the opportunity with the poor monk, beware of drowning in a puddle on the way back. ”

The sanctimonious viewer on the other side was not to be outdone:

"Dead bald donkey, you have to fight with the poor road for everything, why don't you fight to die!

If you dare to stay here today, you will die in a brothel in a while, and your reputation will stink as your mouth! ”

"The poor monk just goes to the brothel, and he also wants your mother to accompany him."

"Poor Dao still wants your daughter to warm the bed!"

"You dead Taoist priest who doesn't respect the Dao Law can't die a good death!"

"You unruly thief bald donkey, not only will you not die well, but you will die wearing a green hat!"

The two of you scolded me very ugly, but they both maintained an elegant style.

Seeing this, the onlookers all thought that the debate between the two masters was at a fierce moment, and they couldn't help but hold their breath to watch.

These two quarreled on stage for a long time, and they did not "argue" to win each other.

As soon as the two of them combined, they decided to follow the old rules and decide the winner with a fist.

When the people below saw the two people getting up, they immediately boiled, and someone shouted:

"This is the killer weapon of the two masters' debate, it seems to be called the righteous mudra, and the victory or defeat depends on this hand!"

On the high platform, after the two of them made several consecutive hands, the Taoist priest won the fist.

"Hahaha~~ Dead bald donkey, rotten bald donkey, a thief bald donkey with a green hat, grandpa, I won, hahaha~~"

The host on the other side looked a little ugly, but he still said:

"Hmph, it's just a little bit of an opportunity, it won't rain for a while, when you cry, I'll let your mother pick up your tears when the time comes!"

"Dead bald donkey, you wait, sooner or later I will kill you!"

"Hmph, you live through today!"

After the two scolded each other a few more words, they both stood up very politely, saluted each other, smiled on their faces, and slowly walked off the high platform.

The people below gathered around and asked the two about the results of their debate.

The smile on the face of the viewer did not decrease, and he said slowly:

"The incompetent master has a profound Dharma, and the poor way is just a fluke to win half a sentence, which makes you laugh."

The host also said with a smile: "You shouldn't be too humble to look at the Lord, the Lord's Taoism is mysterious, and the poor monks are ashamed of themselves." ”

After complimenting each other a few words, the two smiled and said a few words to the people.

Seeing this, the people revered the two masters, believing that they were both masters.

After that, the host waited with the monks and let the Taoist priests ascend the high platform one by one, and the atmosphere between the two sides seemed very peaceful.

The Lord should not sit in the middle, surrounded by a circle of Taoist priests, who began to chant and pray for rain together.

While the Taoist priests were praying for rain, Jiang Yingmin waved his sleeves in the sky, and a strong wind blew down, and raindrops were about to fall.

At this time, Jiang Yingquan on the opposite side waved his hand to eliminate Jiang Yingmin's wind and rain, and the sky was only cloudy, not wind and rain.

Jiang Yingmin applied the law to rain again, and Jiang Yingquan stopped it again.

After the two sides defused each other for a few moves, they directly began to attack each other, and a fight broke out on the clouds.

As they fought, rumbling thunder was immediately heard below.

But strangely, there was no rain or lightning, only a separate thunderclap, which was very strange.

The people didn't know the truth, they just thought it was caused by the magic of the Taoist priests, and they all exclaimed.

When those monks saw this, their faces were not very good-looking, and they were afraid that the Taoist priests would let the rain fall this time.

In that case, there will be no chance for them to play.

It's just that after a long time, I only heard thunder, and I didn't see a drop of rain falling.

When everyone saw this, they all felt a little impatient.

"I haven't moved for so long, can I do it?"

Some people are already whispering questions, and although the voice is not loud, many people still hear it.

And the two above fought each other and failed to distinguish the winner.

The brothers have a father, and their skills are very similar, and no one can help anyone.

At this time, the incompetent host coughed lightly and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoists, chanting the scriptures for so long has already attracted immortals, and you must be lacking.

I'll take care of the rest! ”

When the Lord on the stage heard this, his face twitched slightly, and then he stood up and said with a smile:

"The matter of inviting God does cost mana, since the incompetent master is willing to work on the next thing, then the poor road is also lazy."

As he spoke, he smiled and asked the Taoist priests to step down, and he himself stepped down with a very temperament.

Seeing this, the people nodded again and again, quite satisfied with their performance.

The incompetent host brought the monks to the stage, and they also did their own work and began to chant the scriptures.

As they chanted, the form on the clouds changed immediately.

Originally, Jiang Yingmin was always looking for an opportunity to rain, and Jiang Yingquan was looking for an opportunity to stop it, but now it is the other way around.

Jiang Yingquan cast two spells in a row, but they were all interrupted.

Seeing this, he sneered and said:

"It seems that you can't tell the winner with your father's skills alone, I think we should use some other skills!"

As he spoke, a thick evil aura suddenly surged out of his body, and the whole person looked a little gloomy.

"Evil? You even use evil energy? ”

Jiang Yingmin was first surprised, and then relieved,

"Also, you only care about the result, not the means."

As he spoke, Jiang Yingmin's incense power began to surge.

This time, the incense wish power and the evil qi came into contact, and a huge energy fluctuation was immediately generated, and a violent flash appeared.

In the eyes of the people below, there is no doubt that this is lightning.

At this time, there is both thunder and lightning.

The people were immediately looking forward to it, and they wanted to wait for the rain to fall.

It's just that after looking forward to it for a long time, there is thunder and lightning, and there is still not a drop of rain falling.

This is undoubtedly disappointing.

In the air, after fighting for a long time, the two brothers, who still had no winners or losers, continued to compete.

The more Jiang Yingquan used evil energy, the more evil and violent his eyes became, and there was a faint sign that he was about to fall into the evil path.

But he doesn't care about it himself, as long as he can defeat his opponent and become the king of water, who dares to say that he is an evil way?

As long as it is the winner, it must be the right way!

Seeing Jiang Yingquan's changes, Jiang Yingmin frowned slightly:

"Ah Quan, you are getting more and more extreme!

If you continue like this, sooner or later you will fall into evil ways, or even into demons. ”

When Jiang Yingquan heard this, he just sneered:

"You enjoy the convenience of the eight-hundred-mile boundary sea lake, and you can walk your fair and righteous path safely.

I can't do it, I'm just a lost dog, and I can only live in shame in the realm of my son and son-in-law.

You won't understand the feeling of having no connections, no strength, no connections.

And I want to get back what is rightfully mine, and I should pay some price for it! ”

didn't care about the erosion of the evil qi on himself, Jiang Yingquan kept urging the evil qi as a help.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingmin could only increase the use of incense, wanting to suppress Jiang Yingquan's evil spirit.

But this did not work, but only led to a more fierce confrontation.

As a good and conscientious brother, seeing that his younger brother was unwilling to wake up, Jiang Yingmin decided-

Or just kill it to save trouble.

A spear with the power of wind and thunder appeared in his hand and attacked.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingquan turned over and took out a yin iron whip and fought against it.

The two of them fought on the clouds, and what they saw below was that the electric light was as bright as day, and it looked extremely dazzling.

The monks and Taoists below also noticed that the situation was a bit unusual, and they couldn't get off the stage for a while.

He should not look at the monks on the stage, and when he saw the suspicious appearance of the people around him, he moved his mind and took the Taoist priests to the stage, and said to the people:

"Pray for rain this time, there is an evil god passing by and interfering, we need to help Lei Gong get rid of the evil god!"

When the people saw where the monks and Taoists were all sitting and chanting the scriptures, coupled with the heavenly scene, they immediately believed the words of the Lord and looked at them with some nervousness.

The brothers who fought above did not distinguish between winners and losers.

Jiang Yingmin saw that the monks and Taoists below were on stage at the same time, and he knew that today's gamble on asking for rain was a draw.

Originally, he had the intention to stop, but Jiang Yingquan was affected by the evil qi at this time, and he had become a little thirsty for killing.

Besides, Jiang Yingquan was also angry with this brother, and at this time, he just used the influence of evil qi to release all his dissatisfaction, and he was ruthless.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingmin was also a little angry.

This kind of younger brother, if he is not killed, will he still keep it for the New Year?

The spear in his hand was thunderous, and he was fully focused on the battle.

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