"Pills? Heh......"

Yan Ling listened to Yan Song's words with a little trepidation, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not long ago, Yan Song went straight to Chen Guogong's mansion, found Yan Ling in the backyard, and told him what he had seen and heard in the palace.

In his opinion, there is another cultivator in the world, which will pose a threat to the ancestor, especially since the other party is already by the emperor's side.

How can one mountain accommodate two tigers?

Yan Ling, who knew what was going on, did not panic at all.

The matter of alchemy and taking medicine, in fact, has been started since the first emperor, and it has not been interrupted for thousands of years.

Everything in the world is constantly developing, and so is alchemy.

At the beginning, Fang Shi Alchemy did add some heavy metals and other things to it, turning the emperor's stomach into a large chemical reaction pool, and the results were self-evident.

However, the emperor ate to death, needless to say, the wealth and nobility did not fish, but died miserably one by one, and the scholars were not fools, so from generation to generation, seeing that their predecessors did not end well, they naturally did not dare to give the emperor any more messy things.

Besides, the alchemy has come out, and the emperor must ask the monks to try it first! They don't want to die themselves?

Therefore, now Tao Zhongwen's elixirs don't have so many highly toxic things, they are basically some edible, and in order to feel the effect for the emperor, either some ingredients with certain hallucinogenic effects are added to them, or, just like this time-

"The so-called Qi Replenishing Pill, according to my estimate, is just a prescription for a big tonic, which will give Your Majesty a feeling of instant improvement. Witch doctor witch doctor, witch does not leave the doctor, then Tao Zhongwen does not have half of the immortal Dao skills, but he knows the way of medicine, but it is true, that is, he relies on this to bluff you. ”

Yan Ling sneered, not paying attention to it at all.

He had already seen Tao Zhongwen with the Qi Observation Technique, the red luck and official luck were prosperous, but there was no other difference from others, any aura mana or the like, not at all.

And Yan Song, also because he just knew that his immortal ancestor was alive not long ago, it was inevitable to think more about things, and he was shocked by Tao Zhongwen for a while, and now he was reminded by Yan Ling, and he also came back to his senses.

"I see." He muttered to himself: "Then his ability to call the wind and rain must be fake." ”

As he spoke, an expression of chagrin suddenly appeared on his face:

"If I had known, I would have exposed this person to Your Majesty earlier."

"Now Your Majesty is extremely blessed with that person, many national events, he actually has to go through divination and report to the Emperor of Heaven before he will continue to make decisions, this is simply a way to bring disaster to the country! What is asking for heaven, what is requested, I'm afraid it's not the Tao Dao man himself! ”

"It's hateful to toy us between applause."

"Now that the momentum has been achieved, Your Majesty is even more obsessed, but there is no way to say it."

"It doesn't matter." The corners of Yan Ling's mouth hooked up with a smile:

"Your proposal to me before is very interesting, I thought about it, instead of letting His Majesty pursue some ethereal gods, and end up being manipulated by these Taoist priests, it is better to let him believe in something that should be believed......

"Isn't Tao Zhongwen able to pray for rain? Hey...... When the time comes, I will let the emperor see his true face. ”

"Zu, are you going to ......?" Yan Song's eyes widened, as if he had guessed something.

Yan Ling smiled lightly:

"Why do you think, since Jiajing ascended the throne, why has there been no major disasters in Ningbo, and the wind and rain have always been smooth?"

……

It didn't take long to wait, and in the spring of the following year, the Gyeonggi area fell into a severe drought again.

It did not rain for a long time, which directly delayed spring ploughing and seriously affected the livelihood of the people.

Emperor Jiajing decisively invited his killer feature - "Shenxiao Baoguo Honglie Propaganda Zhenfa Tongzhen Loyalty and Filial Piety Bingyi Zhenren", the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and Tao Zhongwen of Shaobao.

Since Shao Yuanjie's death, the matter of praying for rain has always been held by Tao Zhongwen, he is not up to expectations, several times begging for rain and snow are great success, plus his "alchemy" is also really clever, and he also used pills to cure the prince's illness, and even made De Jiajing fierce on the royal bed, such a variety of clever means, so that De Jiajing is convinced of his statement that his cultivation is successful.

This time, it was naturally up to him.

However, Tao Zhongwen repeatedly delayed, saying today that it was not an auspicious day for the zodiac, and tomorrow he said that the Dragon King Tengyun was elsewhere and could not rain in Beijing, so he never made a move.

It dragged on for half a month before he finally gave a reply:

Tomorrow, pray for rain at the altar!

The altar was naturally built in the suburbs a long time ago, and as soon as the news of Tao Zhongwen's request for rain spread, the entire Gyeonggi suddenly boiled.

Tao Zhongwen's first few requests for rain all ended in success, and the people had already worshiped him as a "living immortal", and he had a high reputation among the people, and no one doubted that he would fail.

As soon as they heard that he asked for rain, they immediately rushed to the outskirts of Jingshi, wanting to see the immortal magic.

"You also went to see Tao Zhenren casting spells and asking for rain? Go together, go together! ”

"This is a living immortal in the world, before he ascends, he may be beneficial."

"Let's go! There is rain, there is salvation! ”

The people were elated, both the excitement of the rain and the anticipation of the immortal magic.

In a short time, the side of the altar on the outskirts was already crowded with people, if it weren't for the emperor and ministers inside, and the forbidden army desperately stopped the people, they were afraid that they would not rush to the altar to see what was strange about it.

The hour had come, Tao Zhongwen was dressed in a Taoist robe, stepped on the red carpet, and walked slowly towards the altar.

As he stepped down step by step, the surrounding voices became quieter, and when he began to ascend the altar, tens of thousands of people around him were silent, looking at this Taoist in unison.

Tao Zhongwen stood at the top of the altar and looked down.

At this time, he only felt endless pride, and a kind of world power was in his hands.

What about the princes and generals, the first ministers, and even the emperor?

It's not that you obey his words and words, and worship him like a god!

Perhaps, after a long life, he will be able to sit in the temple and enjoy people's offerings as he has been compared with the long-rumored Yan Ling of the people!

His heart was stirring with turbulent waves.

Because he was able to carry out the so-called "calling for wind and rain", he scoffed at Yan Ling's various miracles, such as the most widely circulated calling hurricane.

It's just a trick to deceive people.

In that case, he can, why can't I?

Thinking in his heart, he kept on his hands, and he was ready for the final preparations for the sacrifice.

He didn't forget to glance at the sky, look at the clouds, and finally make sure that he began the sacrifice.

The sacrifice lasted for a long time, more than half an hour, during which Tao Zhongwen had been making strange movements, muttering inaudible spells in his mouth, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

And with Tao Zhongwen's spellcasting, that day, it really slowly darkened, causing the people below to exclaim:

"Dark clouds, dark clouds!"

"It's really going to rain!"

Emperor Jiajing also stood up excitedly and clenched his fists, such a scene is really tired of watching!

Every time Shao Yuanjie and Tao Zhongwen cast a spell, it was an affirmation of his inner belief in cultivating immortals, letting him know that he had not taken the wrong path, and that there was really a way to achieve enlightenment in the world!

And when the dark clouds gradually covered the sky, Tao Zhongwen's sacrifice was finally coming to an end.

After he finished the last movement, he threw the yellow talisman in his hand into the sky, and shouted loudly:

"The rain is coming!"

(End of chapter)