kill the immortal

Chapter 82, Chapter 81

The drought in Xuantang is still going on.

The Empress Dowager had issued a decree, but no one could ask for rain for Xuan Tang.

What the people below can do is nothing more than suggesting some ways to pray to the heavens, or let the queen of heaven issue an edict to sin against herself.

It is naturally impossible for Tianhou to do such a thing, but when everyone was helpless, a rumor suddenly spread in Luoyang City.

In a small town in Cangzhou, it rained heavily for three days and three nights!
The imperial court immediately sent people to Cangzhou to investigate the situation, but the result was that the local people met an "immortal" who cast his magic power and brought heavy rain to the local area.

This kind of news made the imperial court lose its action in an instant.

Can monks make it rain?

But they are obviously demons!
All the ministers and officials were thinking about what the Empress would think.

Xuantang has been in drought for so long, and the people have suffered for so long, so much need a rain!
Compared with this, it may not matter whether monks or not.

Some people also think that the monk can be captured and forced to cast spells to make rain fall in various places in Xuantang.

In the past few days, rumors and rumors continued in Luoyang City from the court hall to the workshop.

Finally, someone couldn't help showing up and asked Tianhou to find that monk. The people of Xuantang and the community of Xuantang were the most important.

Someone set a precedent, and a steady stream of petitioners followed.

Of course, there are people who hold different or even opposite opinions.

Cultivators are demons!Why does the country bow to the evil spirits?

Xuanming Hall, Early Dynasty.

"I have something to announce!"

"What's the matter with Pei Qing?"

Pei Shihe bowed to the Queen of Heaven, then looked at the officials behind him, and said in a loud voice: "My Tang Dynasty has been suffering for a long time, and the people are suffering unspeakably. I heard that there are people in the countryside who seek immortals and ask questions. They have the power to call wind and rain. Dharma, can solve my crisis in Xuantang, and bring a rain of rain to my country and society."

As soon as Pei Shihe finished speaking, someone retorted loudly: "Ancestor's law! It is strictly forbidden to practice this evil technique in Xuantang territory! Such ghosts and creatures should be killed when they see them! How can we let them harm the country!"

"Follow the matter urgently, besides, not all these monks are evil spirits. Those who call the wind and rain in Cangzhou presumably have good intentions and are willing to help the common people." Someone stood beside Pei Shihe to defend.

"The common people, I have my court to save them, how can I get such evil spirits!"

"Then do you have a solution to this severe drought?"

In Xuanming Hall, two groups of people started arguing there, the noise was noisy for a while, and gradually intensified. Fortunately, they were all civil servants, so they would not fight.

The Queen of Heaven sat firmly on her throne, looking at the scene below the steps with a calm expression.

She glanced at Yu Jingtang, and saw that he was resting on the ground with his eyes closed.

"How unbecoming!" Pei Shihe shouted angrily, causing the hall to fall silent.

He then offered his hand to the Queen of Heaven: "Queen of Heaven, please consider the plight of the people and send your grace."

"Yu Jingtang." Tianhou said.

"The minister is here."

"What do you think?"

Yu Jingtang bowed and saluted, and then said: "Pei Xiang's heart is for the common people, and the minister's heart is respectful, and Pei Xiang's meaning is the minister's heart."

Pei Shihe frowned when he heard this.

"Pei Xiang!" Someone couldn't help shouting, as if trying to persuade him to reconsider.

Yu Jingtang said slowly: "Thousands of years ago, Tang Zu made the law to protect the people of Xuan Tang from being harmed by ghosts and ghosts. Now we are also seeking for the survival of the people. Thinking about Tang Zu's spirit in heaven, I will feel relieved. "

Yu Jingtang and Pei Shihe agreed, and those who opposed it in the court could not say anything more.

Those who are astute can see that the Queen of Heaven has already had this intention and is just waiting for Yu Jingtang and Pei Shihe to come out to sing.

"Since that's the case, let's call that monk to the capital of God."

As a show of respect, the Queen of Heaven sent a decree to ask Jiang Ting, the general of Huaihua, to lead an army to Cangzhou to find traces of the immortal.

There was a wind sparrow, and the journey back and forth was not slow. After searching in Cangzhou for a few days, Jiang Ting finally found the "immortal" and brought him back to the capital of God.

The "immortal" has come to the capital of God!

This news instantly spread to every corner of the streets and alleys of Luoyang City. The people of Luoyang are all very concerned about it, wondering what this fairy looks like, can it really make it rain?
Similarly, the officials of Luoyang City are also very concerned about this. As officials of the imperial court, there are quite a few who care about the people's livelihood. If it really rains, they will naturally think it is a good thing.

On October [-]th, the Great Dynasty.

Today, the Queen of Heaven wanted to summon the "immortal" in person, all the officials got up early, put on their court clothes, and went outside the Xuanming Hall of the Imperial Palace to wait.

"Yu Xiang."

Pei Shihe smiled and came to Yu Jingtang's side to say hello.

"Pei Xiang is in a good mood." Yu Jingtang said.

Pei Shihe said with emotion: "After today, the people of Xuantang will be saved."

What he said was righteous, and he looked like he was concerned about the country and the people.

Yu Jingtang cupped his hands and said, "It is admirable that Prime Minister Pei dared to risk the world's taboo for the sake of the people of Xuantang!"

Pei Shihe waved his hand and said, "I made a strong statement. I didn't do anything. I just said something that many people wanted to say."

An Yan came with Tianhou and sat in his seat as the official historian.

The officials also sat down at their respective positions, with Yu Jingtang as the leader and Pei Shihe as the second seat.

On the side of the military officer, Wen Ying is the head, and Jiang Ting is the second.

The Shanhu ceremony was over, and the Queen of Heaven directly declared the monk to enter the hall.

All the officials straightened their necks and looked out of the hall. In fact, they had only seen a group of monks not long ago, but they were people from outside the pass, and now the monks who were going to enter the hall were monks from Xuantang.

Although he was not allowed to exist before, he is needed to save the people of the country after he can.

After waiting for a long time, a figure slowly walked into the hall.

It was a woman!

Wearing an exquisite black Taoist robe, with black hair simply tied in a bun, his appearance is dignified and graceful, and his temperament is beyond dust, like a fairy in the sky relegated to the mortal world.

An Yan recognized her, and knew it was her.

Soaring!

Like Master Xuanyi, she was born in Xuanzhen Sect, she is the junior sister of Master Xuanyi, and her master is the Taoist mother of Zhenzong.

Different from when we met before, Fuyao's extraordinary demeanor now should be to bluff these mortals.

An Yan glanced around the hall and found that many people looked straight at this female crown.

"Fuyao, I have met the Queen of Heaven!" Fuyao followed the family etiquette and bowed slightly to the Queen of Heaven on the throne.

"Yeah." Tianhou replied flatly, and then got straight to the point
"Do you have the ability to call the wind and call the rain?"

"It's a trivial trick, it's hard to get into the holy eyes." Fuyao said modestly.

"That being the case, can you help me get rid of the drought in Xuantang?" The Queen then asked.

Fuyao responded immediately: "Pindao has just come down from the mountain, and he heard that the people are suffering, and he really can't bear it. To help the world and save the people is the wish of the poor Taoist in his life."

"Can you let me wait and see this technique of summoning wind and rain?"

Fuyao turned around and looked outside the hall, and said softly: "This city of gods must have suffered a long drought."

(End of this chapter)