Han Yu looked suspicious: "Lu Chunyang, Xiang'er, don't be deceived by him!" Thinking that the Daoist wanted to send his good nephew to cultivate, he was full of displeasure, "The old man asked someone to check this Lu Dao some time ago, three drunk Yueyang Lou, private play white peony, Dingzhou sells fake ink, Xunyang sells combs, all of them are tricks to coax people, just him, will pray for rain?"

Ren Qinglian laughed secretly, if Lu Dongbin heard this, he would not be able to recur from the internal injuries that he was angry, and shook his head: "The matter has come to this, you can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Uncle Zu just remember, raising your hands is the wind, and closing your hands is rain!"

Han Yu was helpless, so he had to step up to the altar with his support.

......

On the other side, Lu Dongbin went to the Nantian Gate early, explained his intention, met the Jade Emperor, and prepared the matter of praying for rain at Han Yu's South Altar.

The Jade Emperor naturally knew about the Eight Immortals in the Cave, and Lao Jun's face still had to be given, even if he sent an order to the Dragon King of the Four Seas, Yushi, Feng Bo and others to go with Lu Dongbin to help.

......

All the colorful objects on the altar were ready, and the two Taoist boys stood at the table, listening to Han Yue's rituals.

"Xiang'er, look at ......" Looking at this posture, Han Yu's whole person was a little confused.

Ren Qinglian stepped forward and said with a smile, "Uncle Ancestor just casts spells!" As she spoke, she blinked, turned her head and instructed the two Dao boys: "Lay down the table according to five directions, two on each side, stack the table high, put a tile urn on top, and also put a tile urn below, fill the urn with water, and cover the reed mat on it......"

Several Taoist priests from Louguandao stood aside and sneered, "We have been learning the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Fa since we were children, and we can't ask for a little rain and snow, he is so pretending, and he doesn't see the book talisman to chant mantras, the sun is scorching, we have to find a Dapeng Golden-winged Bird to cover the sun, otherwise even if we are immortals, we can't rain at noon!"

Ren Qinglian glanced at these Taoist priests, the peers were enemies, to say that when he first came to this world, Louguan Dao was in the limelight, but with their Taoist master Qi Hui soaring into an immortal, and the female martial emperor Yang Buddha suppressed the Tao, the leaderless Louguan Dao began to decline rapidly, and to this day, that is, there is no big cat, and there are only two or three kittens. Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled and said, "A few of you, retreat to the altar and kneel in all directions, waiting for the Dragon King to come and send the rain." ”

"You ......" One of the young Taoist priests was furious, holding a talisman in his hand and was about to fight with Ren Qinglian, but was stopped by the rest of the Taoist priests, before leaving, Ren Qinglian vaguely heard these people scolding: "The villain has a will." He didn't pay attention to it anymore, sat quietly, and waited for news from Lu Dongbin.

Under the altar, as time passed, not only the Taoist priests who were observing the Dao began to doubt Han Yu's ability, but also those ordinary people and the palace attendants who came to watch, also began to doubt: "How can there be rain like this, when the sun is so bright, the jade is clear, and the wind is not gusting......

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, I saw clouds and mist in the air, fluttering in one breath, the southeast clouds were long, the branches were shears and shook their heads, the northwest was foggy, and the dust was blowing on the face.

"The wind is blowing!" Everyone was horrified in their hearts, looking at Han Yu who was raised in the hand of the altar general, and their eyes were wide open.

A moment later, as Han Yu's hands closed slightly, thunder and lightning flashed across the already cloudy air.

Rainstorm is coming!

Countless people cheered, and those palace attendants were also busy returning to the palace one by one.

Han Yu seemed to feel the joy of the people from the bottom of his heart, and for the first time he had a new understanding of the Dao.

Ren Qinglian smiled on the side: "Xing, the people are suffering; In fact, what the people need is really very little, very little......"

Han Yu opened his mouth, folded his hands, and poured down.

Ren Qinglian didn't know when she had a big oil umbrella in her hand, holding it for Han Yu, looking at the Tang Palace in the rain and fog, and sighed: "Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitate." Sad Qin and Han Dynasty meridians, the palace has made soil ...... Uncle, this Datang is hopeless!"

Han Yu trembled, how could he not see this, welcoming the Buddha's bones and erecting an altar, the once very promising emperor of Zhongxing, after all, was still drifting away......

"Uncle, otherwise, you go to cultivate, you see, this method can also save the common people. ”

"Monasticism...... The old man is getting old......"

"Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambition is thousands of miles......;

"You kid doesn't study well, what do you say. ”

Ren Qinglian smiled embarrassedly, she had read too many books and had gone a different way, but when she saw Han Yu's attitude, she knew that at least now, it seemed that this uncle had actually stopped resisting the cultivation path, and immediately smiled again: "Uncle don't worry, I'll help you get ready......"

Han Yu wanted to ask, there were already palace attendants who came to deliver the decree.

The uncle and nephew soon came to the palace, and before they entered the palace, Ren Qinglian heard a burst of praise-

"Thanks to the blessings of the saints and the inspiration of heaven and earth, this rain and dew have come ......"

"Sycophant!" Ren Qinglian muttered, and had already entered the main hall.

Although Han Yu was very disappointed in this emperor, he still bowed down respectfully, and after a long time, he reacted, Han Xiangzi still stood next to him stupidly, as if no one was there, he hurriedly tugged for a while, and whispered: "Xiang'er, when you see the saint, why don't you salute......"

Ren Qinglian took a step forward, looked at the minister who had just slapped his ass, and sneered: "My lord seems to have forgotten, which one prayed for this rain!"

Han Yu knew that something was wrong, the minister was famous for his small belly and chicken intestines on weekdays, and sure enough, he squinted at Ren Qinglian who came forward, and said coldly: "Bold, didn't your uncle teach you that the Jinluan Palace should be a monarch and a minister!"

"So you know me and my uncle? In that case, do you remember which one prayed for this rain?" Ren Qinglian grinned, still not saluting.

"Since he is the emperor's virtue, all the surnames are pious, and they can feel the heavy rain falling from the sky!" said the minister, looking towards the emperor.

Ren Qinglian sneered: "This rain is obviously sent by my uncle calling the Dragon King, how can it become someone else's credit!"

"What a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, where is the Dragon King?" the minister laughed.

Ren Qinglian snapped her fingers and pointed to the outside of the hall, "It's in the sky outside, don't believe it, you adults can come and see with me!"

Seeing that he did not shout or kneel, Xianzong stood upright on the Jinluan Hall and spoke wildly, his eyes were blank, and he finally couldn't help but say angrily: "Presumptuous! Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; I am the lord of the world, from the ministers of the Qing Dynasty to the Cangli Qianchi, and everyone who sees me bows and kneels. Thou art only a child, born and raised in the king's land, how dare you be so rude!"

Ren Qinglian said indifferently: "I don't seek to be known and famous, why do you want to pay respects? Okay, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas have appeared, don't you want to meet them!" As he spoke, he walked up to Han Yu, pulled the old man up from the ground, and walked out of the main hall.

The civil and military ministers in the hall looked sluggish, and it took a long time to hear the emperor tremble and roar: "Come on, come on! Catch that kid back for me, I want to ......."

Halfway through that, there was already a dragon roar outside, and the whole palace was noisy.

The ministers were curious, and when the emperor saw that no one paid attention to his words, he ran off the dragon chair in a rage, and strode out of the Jinluan Palace, and the whole person froze there.

The ministers followed, their eyes glazed one by one, looking at the four dragon kings circling and flying in the air, and there were countless shrimp spirits and turtles on both sides.

"Has Lord Han really become an immortal......

There is a Tao that a person has attained the Tao of the chicken dog to ascend to heaven, and many ministers who have a good relationship with Han Yu on weekdays have a move in their hearts, and they are thinking about whether to ask an old friend for a few pills and add some longevity or something.

Ren Qinglian pulled Han Yu's sleeve and said with a smile: "Emperor Qin and Han Wu tried their best, and they couldn't see the immortals, and the uncle summoned the Dragon King of the Four Seas to show his saints today, which can be regarded as the grace of the monarch and the ministers......

"Yes, living in the dust to learn the Tao, the fire gives birth to lotus; Lu Dongbin, who appeared beside the two of them at some point, followed.

Han Yu had already learned from Ren Qinglian that he would be taught Dao cultivation by this pure yang real person, but he was still a little unable to pull his face, noncommittal, and looked at several dragon kings and shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the sky with some shock.

Lu Dongbin originally wanted to squeeze this old Confucian, but seeing Ren Qinglian on the side, it was not easy to do too much, and said: "Moreover, Dongsheng Shenzhou Confucianism is prosperous, and when the time comes, you can also go to Jixia School Palace to see ......."

"Jixia School Palace?" Han Yu was finally moved, Jixia School Palace had no inheritance in Nanbu Continent, but it is said that in Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is still a Confucian lineage that has been handed down.

Lu Dongbin laughed: "Yes, Dongsheng Shenzhou Confucianism's current Longshou Shulou Longsu is an old friend of the poor road, when the time comes, I can help you introduce you......"

Ren Qinglian knew that Han Yue was moving, and when she saw those civil and military officials approaching, she said to Lu Dongbin: "Okay, this matter will be discussed later, we should leave!"

After speaking, he saw Lu Dongbin's back slashing immortal sword out of its sheath, turning into a huge broadsword, carrying the three of them, submerged into the void, and disappeared with those dragon kings.

"Han Qing, he ...... Sure enough, he became an immortal!" Xianzong finally reacted, and at the same time, the news of Lord Han Yu's ascension also spread among the Tang Dynasty.

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