In the Yunlan Wonderland, Mrs. Baoxiang taught the secret art of praying for wind and rain one by one, whether it was a psychic fox, a monster that became a spirit, or a fox that did not understand the human form, they were all taught. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the ability to comprehend some magical powers after teaching, it is not something that Mrs. Baoxiang can predict.

This time, it can be said that all the fox clans in the Yunlan Wonderland have been taught, and every fox clan has more or less comprehended the secret technique of praying for wind and rain, which has also made this kind of secret technique widely spread among the fox clans in the Yunlan Wonderland.

This teaching, explanation, is three days and three nights, and after the teaching is completed, Mrs. Baoxiang said, "Now, I have passed on the secret technique, as for how much you can comprehend, it depends on your respective talents. ”

"You all go down, comprehend the secret arts, and after comprehending, you can get the transformation rune from me, this rune can make you transform into a human form, and it can also hide your fox breath, and you can walk in the world like ordinary people. ”

With a wave of her hand, Mrs. Baoxiang ordered all the fox clans to leave.

After all the fox clans left, Mrs. Baoxiang also changed her body and turned into an old woman, her face was kind, and a purple mist rose under her feet, supporting her body, and flew towards the direction of Weicheng.

When she arrived at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, the old woman transformed by Mrs. Baoxiang dispersed the purple mist under her feet, carried a basket in her hand, and walked on the official road leading to Weicheng step by step.

On both sides of the official road, there were originally planted many willow branches, and at this time, these willow branches were drooping down their branches, and the leaves on them were all yellow, lacking the wisps of green full of vitality.

Looking into the distance, the crops in the field are also dying, as if they will die at any time, and in the fields that stretch for hundreds of miles, the ghosts are lined up, like a bottomless abyss, as if they want to devour all the vitality in the world.

"Such a great drought has been rare since ancient times, even if it is a legend, in ancient times, there was a great demon drought was born, thousands of miles of red land, but that's it, right?"

Looking at the dry and cracked land, the old woman transformed by Mrs. Baoxiang couldn't help but sigh, such a great drought is too cruel, I don't know how many living beings will die silently in such a natural disaster.

"However, although this is a great crisis, it is also a great opportunity for me, taking this opportunity to make it rainy, I will definitely be able to obtain immeasurable merit and collect infinite incense. ”

The old woman in the form of Mrs. Baoxiang walked in all directions, checking the situation around her.

At the same time, I kept inquiring about the situation in Weicheng, Tianhuafu, and the Great Zhou Dynasty, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were monks who came and went, and there were also disciples of Confucianism, Taoism, and Divine Religion, but I didn't know what kind of attitude they had towards this matter.

It is said that in such a great drought, these monks should have acted a long time ago.

Slowly, she also inquired clearly.

Ordinary gods, resident in the world, but there is no great supernatural power to call the wind and rain, these gods have a single supernatural power, do not control the wind and rain, and are powerless in the face of such a vast drought.

And some great gods have already opened up the Void Divine Domain, turned into their own Divine Kingdom, resided in the Divine Kingdom, guarded the Divine Kingdom, accepted the incense of many worlds, and had endless things to do, and could not always pay attention to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

What's more, many gods are not gods who rule the wind and rain, and they are helpless about it.

As for the monks walking in the Great Zhou Dynasty, most of them are monks who are under the Jindan realm, inducing qi into the body or in the innate realm, these monks came to the Great Zhou Dynasty to experience and exercise their Dao hearts, and their mana is not vast, and they can't comprehend the great magical power of calling for wind and rain at all, and they don't have such magical powers as the seventy-two, which can contain the magical power of borrowing wind and rain.

As for the disciples of Confucianism, Taoism, and Divine Religion, needless to say, their proposition has always been that they are silent and strange and chaotic, and although they practice, they do not believe in using such power to solve problems, and only seek self-preservation, and all evil will not invade, and there is a lack of such a method.

As for Yang Chen, the sage of the world, it was very coincidental that he had already retreated to the realm of Dantai, and was ready to cast the supreme Dantai so that he could enter the realm of Jindan.

Forming a golden pill, from now on, if you feed the calamity, the body is immortal, and the soul is immortal, and you can be regarded as stepping into the ranks of immortals.

"This is the will of God, and the fox clan of my Yunlan Immortal Realm is popular in the world. ”

After inquiring about the matter clearly, the old woman who had been transformed by Mrs. Baoxiang showed a hint of ecstasy on her face.

When she arrived in an inaccessible place, she changed her body, and Mrs. Baoxiang changed again, this time, she changed into a wandering Taoist priest.

I saw this Taoist priest, holding a banner that was long in his hand, swaying, hunting and hunting, and entered the gate of Weicheng County, only to see a list hanging in the door. An old man sat on a small stool next to Bang Wen in a daze.

Although there are many people coming and going, there are few people who stand on their feet and look at the list.

Mrs. Baoxiang took a step forward and said from the beginning:

Weicheng County order, for the rain thing. The county has been dry for a long time, the fields are abandoned, and there is no response to praying for rain. If there is a Quartet in the past, regardless of what kind of person, can say that the rain and relief of the people, the unveiling of the list comes, and the county will be treated as a teacher. On the day of the rain, the county will collect a thousand texts in the library, and immediately reward, never be disdainful. The one who must be revealed.

The fifty-sixth year of the Great Zhou Tiansheng.

Mrs. Baoxiang looked at it and arched her hand to the old man: "When will it not rain in your county?"

Seeing that he was good-looking, the old man hurriedly got up and agreed: "Since March this year, there has been no drop of water until now. There will be six months of drought!"

Mrs. Baoxiang said, "It's really pitiful, there has been no rain for such a long time, I don't know how many people have suffered, I have learned the Tao in the mountains since I was a child, and I know a little bit about the ability to call for wind and rain, but I want to unveil this list and solve the urgent needs of the people of Limin." ”

Saying that, he stepped forward immediately and unveiled the list, and someone had already seen Mrs. Baoxiang unveil the list, so they shouted, and took the Taoist priest transformed by Mrs. Baoxiang to the official mansion in Weicheng.

There is dust at the bottom of the river, and there are cracks in the fields. The trees are scorched, and the wells are muddy. The sun is scorching, and the sky is like angry eyes. Rolling yellow, the grass wants to hang its head and lie down. Bear the money for water, and several companies are competing for the first place. The welcome tea is mostly empty. It is like the Han edict to seal the sun, but it is like when the merchant animals do not pray, the travelers on the way are thirsty, and the dragon at the bottom of the well can't sleep.

There are also several Taoist temples in this county, and Confucianism and Taoism each set up Jiao to practice fasting, chanting and praying according to their own religious rituals.

The county decreed to go to the temple of Fude once a day in the morning, but nothing came true. The people came up with a slogan: Worship at dusk, worship the sun dry. Seek to beg for twilight, and seek not to flow a drop of water. The county magistrate had no idea, so he had to leave it to him.