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This temple has a huge space, and Yang Chen often puts some things into it.

When there is a need, the mind can get things out of the temple at the stroke of a moment.

At this time, Yang Chen was about to rescue the people, so he took out a table, a yellow cloth, and a long banner from the temple in a conspicuous place.

The table was set up and a yellow cloth was spread, and then Marven stood aside with a long banner in his hand.

The long banner waved in the wind, making the sound of hunting, and there were several large words on it.

Pudu sentient beings!

On the long flag, the embroidered characters are the four big characters of Pudu sentient beings, each of which is the size of a fist and the color is bright, like blood.

Pudu sentient beings!

He took out a chair from the temple again, Yang Chen sat on it, and Liang Shanbo stood beside him, like a Taoist child.

After Yang Chen sat down, he closed his eyes and said nothing, and a ball of brilliance appeared above his head, this group of brilliance, dazzling, bright, full of compassion.

Radiant and shining into the void, many demons and monsters felt this power from afar and did not dare to approach.

This is the cloud of great compassion and light that Yang Chen realized after casting the Dantai.

The three of them are all cultivators, so naturally they will not tell others that they and others are here to do good deeds and help.

If it's easy to get, just wait and see.

There were many ordinary people nearby, some of whom were burning paper money on the side of the road, facing the heavens and the earth, chanting words and praying.

Pray that the wind and rain will fall from heaven and earth, the paper money will be burned, the incense will be filled, and a puff of green smoke will go straight to the sky with the faith of the people.

There are not a few such people, they cultivate the land, rely on the sky for food, the wind and rain are good, the grain is abundant, and if there is no wind and no rain, the grain will not be harvested.

For example, if there is a great drought today, thousands of miles of red land, many people have almost reached the point of not having enough to eat, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and blue wisps.

Pray for the heavens and the earth, ask for the silence of the earth, ask for the ghosts and gods of the Quartet, and the endless elves, all of them are silent, there are no gods, and no ghosts will pity the people.

In addition to praying to the heavens and the earth, many people also came to the dojos of the gods in various parts of Fuzhou to offer incense and pray for blessings, but there was no response.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was also opening warehouses to release grain, the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty was wide and there were troops to support, so there was not much surplus grain, and they did not dare to release grain on a large scale.

Many people are almost hungry, and the bark and grass roots have to be eaten, and some children from poor families who have a lot of food, their hungry eyes are glazed, and they keep their heads down all the time, hoping to find food from the ground.

Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo looked at the ordinary people who were kowtowing to heaven and earth on the ground, praying for blessings, and their hearts were sour, no one has the ability to really solve such a situation.

Above Yang Chen's head, the clouds of great compassion and light shone in all directions, and although ordinary people could not see this piece of light, they could feel the true meaning of compassion from Yang Chen's body.

A peasant came over, looked at the three people who were setting up stalls here, and persuaded, "Little fairy, what kind of stall are you setting up here, if there is a big drought today, you can't make a living, you can't take care of food, someone will come there to take care of your business." ”

"I think you should go somewhere else to do business, here, you just sit for three days and three nights, and no one will take care of your business. ”

Yang Chen said with a smile, "Hehe, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, I came here, someone came to take care of my business, it was fate, no one took care of my business, it was fate." ”

"For example, you and I, the vast world, the endless sea of people, you and I meet here, and when we speak, it is destined to be a great fate. ”

"Since there is fate, I will give you a creation, I don't know what you want?"

The old man smiled, "You little immortal, it's really interesting, the words you say are similar to some of the words of our sages in Weicheng. ”

"In this way, you are also a capable person, but what you say is crazy, you are not a real immortal, what ability can you send me to create?"

After Yang Chen heard this, he was not angry, but still had a smile on his face, very calm, "Old man, if you don't believe it, even if you open your mouth, whether you can do it or not is my ability." ”

The old man smiled, "You little immortal, have you never suffered hardships, I don't know what to do, how dare you speak wildly at this time." ”

"If I ask you to get some food for the people, or call for wind and rain to moisten the earth, will you be able to do it?"

Yang Chen said, "I haven't tried, how do you know I can't do it?"

"Don't you want food?"

"Look here!"

Yang Chen pointed to the side of the table, and saw that next to the table, a large vat appeared, which was filled with white rice.

The old man was dumbfounded, his fingers trembling, and he pointed to this big vat, "Rice, white rice, a lot of white rice." ”

I walked over, touched it with my hand, sniffed it with my nose, was infinitely intoxicated, and my heart shook, "How did you do that?"

"It's just a pity, it's too little, how many people can be fed with this rice?"

Suddenly seeing a jar of rice, the old man's mood was excited, these rice, if he let him eat it himself, can definitely last for a long time.

But in the old man's heart, there are also other people, thinking of this, the rice can't actually support a few people, and the hope in his heart is instantly dimmed.

Yang Chen said, "Old man, this big tank is not an ordinary tank, this tank is called a rice tank, and the rice in it, no matter how many people come to take it, it will not be clean." ”

"However, everyone can only take out fifty catties at a time, and if you have more, you can't take it out, if you don't believe it, just find someone to take rice from the jar. ”

The old man's eyes widened, and he felt a little incredible, "Really? Is it really a treasure? Is it really inexhaustible?"

"If there is such a treasure, why should the people of the world worry about having no food to eat?"

"It's just that now a grain of gold and a piece of rice, this white rice, is that pile of yellow, orange and orange gold, we are all ordinary people, even if we are sold, we can't get the money to buy rice. ”

Looking at a large vat of white rice, the old man sighed for a long time, and the ordinary people had almost sold all the valuable things in their homes, and they had no food or money to spare.

With a large vat of rice appearing here, the people who were originally wandering around and kowtowing around the neighborhood slowly surrounded them.

"As I said, when you come here, since you meet, it is fate, although everyone takes the rice from the vat, but each person can only take 50 catties at most, if you take more, you will lose the white rice you have taken. ”