I am the only real fairy in the world

Chapter 195 Filial piety touches the sacred

At midnight, dark clouds covered the sky.

In the yard of Zhang Jiazu's house, everyone was dumbfounded.

Although Liu Daochang, Pan Daochang, Master Shixue and others knew that Fang Zhenren had great supernatural powers and boundless magic power, they really didn't expect that Zhenren not only expected Zhang Taigong to emerge tonight, but also arrived at the time of midnight!
At this moment, people from both Hanzhong, Buddhism, and Taoism were terrified, and only then did they realize that there is no one worthy of fame, and Fang Zhenren is worthy of being the only saint living in this world.

"The real person is really amazing!"

"Speaking of Zishi is Zishi!"

"I heard that in ancient times there were real people who held the heaven and the earth and grasped Yin and Yang. I don't know if Master Fang can hold the heaven and the earth. Today I have seen it with my own eyes!"

"As expected of a true immortal."

"The World Honored One is unparalleled in the Great Law."

The monks and Taoists whispered, and their words couldn't stop their admiration for the real person who could judge life and death.

The Zhang family reacted quite differently.

Those who really cared about Zhang Taigong ran into the house crying and screaming.

There are also some people who recalled that "Fang Zhenren is a charlatan who wants to cheat money" before, and his eyes were horrified.

Only then did this small group of people know that Master Fang rules the heaven and earth as rumored, resembles the sun and the moon, distinguishes the stars, obeys yin and yang, distinguishes the four seasons, and is omnipotent.

The sanctity that can tell the difference between life and death, don't you know what they say?
This group of people who said that Fang Yi is a "warlock of the rivers and lakes" felt sorry for them, for fear of attracting divine punishment.

"Fang Zhenren forgives the crime."

"I didn't mean to speak ill of you."

"As the saying goes, those who don't know are innocent, Master Fang, don't blame me."

This group of people didn't care at all whether Zhang Taigong became immortal, they just stood there and begged for divine forgiveness. One can imagine how unfilial they were.

Perhaps God has a feeling and is saddened by Zhang Taigong's death.

Boom, boom.

A dull thunder sounded.

The rain was pouring, and the sky was crying.

Just when the parties reacted differently.

Zhang Mengji seems to have made a firm decision.

He took a deep breath, didn't even take an umbrella, rushed directly into the heavy rain, and then drove quickly towards the city.

……

Another place, in the hotel.

Many foreign tourists have stayed here at different times.

For example, the people sent by the eminent monk Long Tuo in Thailand.

Another example is the palace secretary and others of a certain shrine in Mie in the small days.

And Korean Protestants.

Upstairs in the luxury suite.

The grandson of the eminent monk Longtuo Chalun Chaina was communicating with a young man.

"Have you heard anything?"

"I heard that Mr. Fang, the reincarnation of the World Honored One, stayed at the Jingyi Hotel. Today, many local Taoists and Buddhists visited him, but they found nothing."

"Didn't you preach like you did last time?"

"No, but I heard a gossip that Mr. Fang is expected to pass away tonight, a famous local religious senior."

"Oh, keep looking for news."

Another suite not far away.

The secretary of the small day is also listening to the report.

"Ito-kun, I heard people say that Fang Dashen calculated the exact time of death of the local Taoist senior, and now the grandson of that Taoist senior is kneeling downstairs at the Jingyi Hotel and begging Fang Dashen to save him."

"How can a dead person come back to life? But Fang Dashen is really good at calculating the exact time of death."

Compare the room where the people sent by the monk Longtuo and the palace secretary Xiaori lived.

The people sent by Pastor Lee, a Protestant church in Korea, live in much poorer places.

Just an ordinary standard room.

And they didn't hear too much news.

"Mr. Fang didn't preach like last time?"

"No, he drove away all the Taoist monks, Smecta."

"It seems that the possibility of him being a liar is not small. It is estimated that he was approached by monks and priests this time without being prepared, so he is unwilling to preach like last time."

……

In the Jingyi Hotel suite.

Fang Yi had known about Zhang Taigong's ascension for a long time.

At the same time, he also knew that Zhang Mengji was kneeling downstairs begging himself to save others.

But Fang Yi didn't go down, and even closed his eyes and kept searching the Hanzhong with his spiritual sense, looking for something that summoned him.

Previously, he used his magical sense to know Zhang Taigong's status in the Han, Zhong, Buddhist and Taoist circles, just like the ancient "Wulin leader".

If he really saved him, he would definitely gain the support of the vast majority of people in the Hanzhong Buddhist and Taoist circles.

"It's not the time yet."

Fang Yi has his own plans.

If you go to revive people now, maybe others will think that Zhang Taigong didn't really die at all, but just fell into a state of suspended animation, and then he was awakened by himself "by luck".

Another one, wouldn't it be outrageous for him to be a real person who is dignified and take the initiative to find someone to resurrect him?

It is better to have a "brilliant reason" to save people.

For example, "Filial piety touches the sky".

Now this "wonderful reason" happens to be kneeling downstairs and begging.

Fang Yi naturally had to wait for the right time to save people.

"I hope Zhang Mengji won't let me down."

To be honest, he was really afraid that Zhang Mengji would kneel down for a while and run away, and there would be no reason to save people then.

……

Time passes day by day.

On the first day, it rained heavily, and Zhang Mengji knelt downstairs and drenched in the rain all night.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and Zhang Mengji, who was kneeling, almost passed out from heatstroke several times.

On the third day, the typhoon storm hit, and the Hanzhong Meteorological Observatory issued a blue warning signal. Zhang Mengji, who hadn't got a drop of water, was almost blown down by the strong wind several times.

But he knelt on the spot all the time, kowtowing piously for help.

Many people from both Buddhism and Taoism learned about this incident, and they were all moved by his filial piety and couldn't help sighing with emotion.

It's just useless to sigh with emotion.

Because today is the day for Mr. Zhang's funeral.

People from Buddhism and Taoism knew that Fang Zhenren was determined not to save others.

Zhang Mengji also looked desperate.

What surprised the outside world the most was that Zhang Mengji knelt down downstairs in the hotel for three days, but no one from the Zhang family came to stop him.

The reason is that the Zhang family is caught in a struggle for power, everyone is fighting for benefits, who cares about Zhang Mengji?
However, in such a situation.

Just when Zhang Mengji was desperate and unable to hold on.

A golden light suddenly illuminated above his head, blocking all the torrential rain and wind.

Immediately, the extraordinary and holy Fang Zhenren appeared suspended in the air, and sighed: "Fool, why bother?"

Zhang Mengji, who was originally desperate, never expected that Fang Zhenren would show up at the last moment.

He was so excited that tears and rain mixed together on his face, he kowtowed again, and said in a slightly crying tone: "The real man is merciful, Mengji begs you to save my grandpa, as long as the real man is willing to help, I am willing to give everything , in the future, be a cow or a horse to repay a real person."

"It's rare for you to be so filial."

Fang Zhenren seemed to be moved, "Forget it, today I will make an exception and violate the law of heaven once, and follow me to save your grandfather."

Zhang Mengji was overjoyed, and hit his forehead hard against the concrete floor, making a bang, "Thank you for your kindness, I will never forget it."

As he spoke, he hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm going to drive right now... ouch, hiss."

Kneeling for too long.

Zhang Mengji fell down just as he was about to stand up.

Fang Zhenren didn't know when a gourd appeared in his hand.

I saw him pour out a pill from the gourd, "Take this pill."

Zhang Mengji didn't know what kind of medicine it was, but he didn't dare to ask, so he just took it and swallowed it in one gulp.

In the next second, he was surprised to find that apart from being unbearably hungry, his legs had returned to their original state.

Before Zhang Mengji could be surprised, he felt himself flying.

At this time, Zhang Mengji saw an auspicious cloud under Fang Zhenren's feet, supporting the two of them to take off!

……

In the courtyard of the Zhang Family's Ancestral House.

The direct descendants of the Zhang family were arguing angrily a quarter of an hour ago, wanting to get more benefits.

But at the moment when it was time for the funeral, everyone changed their countenance, showing sad expressions, pretending to show to outsiders.

A large group of Zhang Taigong's disciples, relatives and friends have long known what happened.

But this is family affairs, they definitely can't intervene, so they all bowed their heads in silence, secretly scolding this group of people for being unfilial.

The eldest grandson, Zhang Qishu, is currently the oldest living male in the Zhang family.

He presided over the situation with a blank expression, and asked someone to carry out the crystal coffin, and was about to carry it to the car.

Monks and Taoists stood on both sides.

Behind Zhang Qishu was a large group of crying family members.

Counting relatives and friends, there were nearly a thousand people at the scene by visual estimation.

Because Zhang Taigong's status in Hanzhong, Buddhism and Taoism is so high, even the media came to shoot.

However, at this moment, Liu Daochang suddenly noticed a white cloud blooming with auspicious light in the sky, and it was coming towards the yard at high speed.

Liu Daochang pointed to the sky and said, "Everyone, look!"

Zhang Qishu, who was carrying the coffin, heard someone yelling and frowned. He wanted to scold him, but when he saw that it was Daoist Liu, a famous local Taoist leader, he forcibly stopped his displeasure.

The other members of the Zhang family were also very upset.

Not to mention dozens of immediate family members of the Zhang family, even Daoist Pan, Master Shixue and other Buddhists and Taoists seemed speechless, thinking what time is this, why are you still yelling here?

I think so, but there are still many people instinctively looking in the direction Liu Daochang pointed.

Then many people were stunned.

I saw auspicious light shining in the sky, and a white cloud stood in the sky instantly.

The most shocking thing is that, even though it is stormy at the moment, there is no wind or rain at all in the area covered by this auspicious white cloud.

Daoist Pan saw it, and immediately said happily: "A real person! It's a real person!"

Master Shi Xue also hurriedly said: "Everyone, the World Honored One has come to give Zhang Taigong a funeral, everyone, follow me to welcome the World Honored One quickly."

All the monks and Taoists knelt down regardless of the muddy rain on the ground.

On the contrary, the Zhang family was in trouble.

Especially the few people who carried the coffin.

They can't put Zhang Taigong's crystal coffin in the muddy water, can they?
Just as the Zhang family hesitated, Xiangyun slowly landed.

Everyone saw Zhang Mengji standing respectfully behind a young man with his hands behind his back on Xiangyun.

"Welcome to the real holy driver."

"Welcome the World Honored One to come to this place!"

The monks and priests shouted in unison.

Fang Zhenren just said indifferently: "Today I am here for Mr. Zhang, everyone, there is no need to be polite."

Everyone thought he was here to see Grandpa Zhang off for the last time, and they all stood up after saluting.

On the contrary, the Zhang family was very entangled. They didn't know whether to continue with the funeral, or to stop and entertain Fang Zhenren, who could tell the difference between life and death.

Fang Zhenren didn't care what they thought, walked straight to the people who carried the coffin, and said softly: "Put down the coffin, I will summon the soul of Mr. Zhang."

what?
You summon the soul of Mr. Zhang?
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, and they didn't quite understand what it meant.

Especially the Zhang family, all of them stared wide-eyed, as if wondering if they heard it wrong.

Liu Daochang, Master Shixue and others also seemed a little puzzled at first, but then they thought of something.

Daoist Liu showed joy in an instant, and hurriedly said loudly: "Brother Qi Shu, hurry up and get someone to put down the coffin, the real person is going to use the supreme method to save Grandpa Zhang!"

　Don't get stuck with the plot, there will be a chapter a little later, and this will be forced to finish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)