Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 22 Praying for Rain in the Spirit Sea Realm
After Xu Zisu's long talk, the three of them finally showed a look of enlightenment.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this is indeed an excellent idea." Xiang Zizhan clapped his hands and said excitedly.

Zhang Dunqian also looked at Xu Zisu in surprise: "I didn't expect the young master to be proficient in rivers."

"Haha, it just happened to happen."

Xu Zisu smiled slightly. Standing on the shoulders of giants, he could naturally see far. No wonder those time travelers in the previous life were able to navigate a glorious life with the knowledge of the previous life. It was true.

Ugh!
Zhang Dunqian sighed secretly in his heart again, he has great talent, but he is just a monk.

"However, the young master is serious about praying for rain."

"Naturally."

"Can you please trouble me one more time and pray for rain in Jingshui County tomorrow? Of course, it will not waste my time in vain. After praying for rain, I will give you a thousand taels of silver as a gift."

Under Xiang Zizhan's expectant gaze, Xu Zisu nodded with a smile.
Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"On behalf of the officials and people of Jingshui County, I would like to thank the young master in advance."

"There is no need to be too polite to the donor. It's just that this silver coin is inconvenient for the young monk to carry. I would like to ask the donor to send this silver coin to my Jinshan Temple for temple repairs."

There is never a free lunch in the world. Even if he is a compassionate Buddhist, he will not do thankless things.

So the money still has to be collected.

"Don't worry, little master, this money will definitely be sent to Jinshan Temple."

He took five taels of silver from the incense box and gave back 1000 taels. The abbot probably wouldn't argue with him this time.

"Donor Zhang, I still have a private matter that I would like to ask about. I wonder if you can clarify it?"

"It's okay for me to tell you, young master. If I know, I will definitely tell you everything."

"I wonder if benefactor Zhang has heard of Shengjiang."

Shengjiang?

Zhang Dunqian couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled.

"Young Master must have never gone down the mountain before."

"Exactly, the young monk has been living in the temple before, and the furthest he has only been to Yonghuai County."

"That's it. Our Songjian Mansion is located on the east side of Dajin, and the Shengjiang River is a large river in the northwest of Dashan. Its water flow is endless and stretches for thousands of miles. It is shocking and indescribable." Zhang Dunqian's eyes flashed with reminiscence as he talked about it.

"How does it compare to Jingshui?"

"Haha, how can a firefly compete with the bright moon?"

"According to my opinion, the Shengjiang River is dozens or hundreds of times larger than the Jingshui River."

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Isn't this... the person who is riding the horse a dead calf?
He provoked such a mortal enemy for no reason.

Xu Zisu shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he would keep a lower profile in the future.

I just hope that I can delay it for a little longer, so that I can at least grow up.

"The little master asked what this is for?"

"It's nothing, it's just pure curiosity." Xu Zisu replied numbly.

As an old man who has lived for half his life, he could naturally see the complicated expression on Xu Zisu's face, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"I think the little master is too tired. Today, the old man is working on the Dongchunyang Tower, so I asked the little master to give me thin noodles."

"Then I would like to thank the benefactor."

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Midnight,

Jingshuiyi,
One night's stay for nothing,
Xu Zisu sat cross-legged on the bed, and the ten points of merit turned into pure mana and poured into his dantian, and the mana surged in his body.

The late Xiantian's cultivation level breaks through instantly,
The state of innate perfection,

But this doesn't seem to be the end. Two hours have passed, and the mana in the body has condensed in the dantian, slowly forming a sea of ​​mana in the dantian.

The spiritual sea realm was successfully broken through.

Xu Zisu smiled. Now he was considered a little master. At least he should be among the top five in Jinshan Temple.

Abbot Fa Yan is at the peak of his spiritual power and is only one step away from the Xuandan realm. He is no match. Even with the Vajra Dharma Body in his body, the result will be the same.

Master Mingzheng, the elder of the Sutra Pavilion, is also at the pinnacle of the spiritual sea realm, and Master Mingzheng, the first master of the Lecture Hall,
This is already the peak of the three spiritual seas.In addition to the old monk, the old monk was not originally a monk of Jinshan Temple. Although he has been staying at Jinshan Temple for more than ten years, it is undeniable that he is very powerful and may be one of the strongest people in Jinshan Temple.

Of course, this is just his guess.

Yin Shi,

The sky is still dark,

A drop of dark red blood appeared in Xu Zisu's hand. It was miscellaneous dragon blood. Although it was not pure, it was still a treasure.

Then smear this drop of dragon blood on his chest, a scorching force swept across his body,

As the Vajra Dharma body was operating, a layer of faint golden light appeared on the surface of the body, and then the halo became stronger and stronger.

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early morning,

The purple air comes from the east, the sun rises,
Xu Zisu opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and a roar of dragons and tigers came from his body, and then the blood flowed in his body, like waves of the sea, crashing on the shore.

It is indeed worthy of the dragon's blood. Although it has not made the Vajra Dharma body reach a breakthrough, it has made considerable progress.
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In Jingshui City,

The streets in front of the county government office were crowded with people. Not far from the government office, a wooden platform had been built for some time, and officials and citizens gathered together.

The leader was Xiang Zizhan, and beside him was the scholar Liu Wenhong.

It seems that after yesterday's incident, Liu Wenhong has completely integrated into the Jingshui county government team.

"The little master is here, get out of the way quickly."

"Hi, little master."

"Can the young master really pray for rain?"

"That's bullshit. Didn't you see that the little master ascended to heaven yesterday? The little master is the reincarnation of the Buddha. Asking for rain is not easy."

"Brother, my little master was flying into the sky yesterday, not ascending to the sky."

There was a scholar on the side who really couldn't bear to hear it, so he couldn't help but retort.

"Ah, yes, yes, everything you scholars say is right."

The scholar suddenly became angry and said, "You...you...are a reckless person and cannot be taught."

"Poor sour fermented bean curd can't be served on the table."

The scholar's mouth and tongue suddenly became dry with anger, and he couldn't say a word.

There is a kind of scholar who encounters a soldier and rushes for some reason.

Of course, these are just blips.

I saw Xu Zisu boarding the wooden platform. A table had been placed on the wooden platform. On the table were placed the Four Treasures of the Study, incense, candles, yellow paper, grains, fruits and vegetables and other things.

Place a plate of grains, fruits and vegetables on the left, right and middle of the table.

Then he flattened the paper, ground the pen, and began to write on the table.

【Jingshui Prayer for Rain】

When you're done writing, set it aside,
light the joss stick,

Then he lit the prayer for rain and bowed nine times.

The incense burns, and green smoke rises into the sky.

Xu Zisu looked up at the sky. The scorching sun showed no sign of rain.

Many officials and people also looked up to the sky.

Xiang Zizhan frowned and looked at the sun, then hesitantly looked at Xu Zisu who looked calm.

"Don't panic."

"Yes, teacher."

Xiang Zizhan took a deep breath and then smiled.

Half an hour passed quietly, and the sky was still clear and the sun was scorching.

Even Xu Zisu, who was standing on the wooden platform, couldn't help thinking inwardly that he had followed the instructions of praying for rain, so he shouldn't be unable to pray for rain, unless the rewards were fake, but is this really possible?

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(End of this chapter)