Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 317
Two months of severe drought were immediately relieved by a four-hour continuous drizzle.

After all, it was driven by magical power. More than twenty wells in the county that were almost dry were half full, and lakes and creeks began to gurgling and connected to each other.

Not only that, but there is also the scene of dead trees blooming into spring.

Needless to say, there are old trees and dead grass.

Green seedlings sprouted again in the ridges of the fields, children were playing with bare feet in the water, and the army of loaches that crawled out for air were caught red-handed.

If it doesn't rain, there will be no crops to eat, especially chickens, ducks, fish and pigs. Now that it has finally rained, it would be even more gratifying if there is meat to eat.

"Taoist Master, it's rained enough! It's rained enough! If it rains too much, it will destroy the seedlings and it will not be beautiful."

Magistrate Lu spoke.

At this moment, he was completely wet from the rain inside and out, but he looked extremely happy, but he still did not forget his reason and reminded Meng Fan that he could use his magical powers.

As expected of the Dragon God...

Such a severe drought can be solved with just one rain. How great would it be if we could only serve the people wholeheartedly?

He must be tempted to die, and soon he will be sacrificed in the temple of the five internal organs of the poor Taoist.

His thoughts suddenly changed, Meng Fan slapped the magic tablet again, and in an instant, thunder and wind subsided, the rain dispersed and the clouds closed. The people of Hecheng were filled with joy, and an old man praised him and came to worship him as a god.

However, I couldn't kneel down no matter what.

Taoists only bow to heaven and earth, parents, and teachers. Even if they see the king, they don't have to kowtow. Therefore, Meng Fan doesn't like others to kneel to him.

"The Taoist Master has great merits. He not only prays for rain, but also for clear weather, there will be no clouds for thousands of miles in an instant..."

After listening to the county magistrate's compliment, Meng Fan was not arrogant. While cleaning up the altar, he communicated with Deng Tianjun and the Huaishui Dragon God.

The former made it clear that if you want to pray for rain in the future, you can directly open the altar and send a message to him. There is no need to ask Puhua Tianzun anymore. Lei Zu has already issued a decree. From now on, he will have wind and rain, and the four departments will obey orders at any time.

The latter was clearly a sinister and lustful person, but now he pretended to be extremely hospitable and invited Meng Fan to the Water Mansion. He said that he had neglected his duties and would punish himself with three cups of wine.

In this regard, he must have verbally agreed to stabilize this guy first to ensure that there would be no mistakes in the later plans, and then said that he would go to Beijing to meet the saint and preach. After the matter was resolved, he would go to Shuifu to have a look.

Hearing this, the Dragon God of Huaishui did not doubt that he was there. He recognized this bad luck and flew towards Shuifu Mansion while thinking about how many gifts he should give in order to overcome this problem.

Four-clawed dragon?

Looking at the giant beast flying in the clouds and mist, Meng Fan secretly frowned. Such an old dragon might be able to attack a real dragon, but he soon let go. The higher the cultivation level, the better the meat quality, and the more various magical effects it will have.

As for how to prepare it?

His eyes turned to Magistrate Lu below.

Nowadays, some subordinates have set up a shed to make hot soup for the elderly to warm themselves up. It would not be beautiful if they got cold due to the rain.

"There is no need to say thank you. It is the duty of a Taoist to protect a place's peace."

"Besides, the people and officials are all sincere. Even if they are not poor, they can still move God. It is not my fault alone."

With a flick of his sleeves and robes, Meng Fan put all the magic weapons into the cave space. He flew down from the high platform and spoke first, blocking what the county magistrate wanted to say and calming the people so that they would not be polite.

Tao is the state religion.

In the past, the emperor presided over the Zen ceremony and led the ceremonial guard through Guyang County. He went to Laojun Temple to pay homage and was honored as Emperor Xuanyuan.

Since you are a member of the Taoist sect, when you encounter such injustices, you should take action to rescue them both emotionally and rationally.

Just like that, the matter calmed down a bit.

Meng Fan was invited to stay here for one night and distribute the sacrifices offered to the gods to the people.

In ancient times, the person who sacrificed the meat for sacrifices was the Dazai.

It stands to reason that the county priest should preside over the ceremony for local sacrifices, but Taoist Meng was a great benefactor to the whole county, so this honor fell to him without any dispute.

Of course, this is not the same concept as stealing tributes and eating them. It is an upright thing that conforms to Chinese etiquette. In the ancient pre-Qin Dynasty, the emperor of Zhou often rewarded the princes with meat, which was called giving meat to the princes.

In this way, meat has been given as a gift in all dynasties. Whenever the emperor finished offering sacrifices to his ancestors and gods, he would distribute the meat as a reward, which could be regarded as a symbol of favor and recognition for his courtiers.

It is similar to how gods enjoy their essence and ordinary people eat their taste.

Every grain of grain and every piece of meat is hard-earned and must not be wasted.

"May I ask Mr. Mingfu, how many people in the county died because of this?"

"Alas, there were three babies and twelve old men. Later, I sent out the entire county's carriages and horses to transport all the weak and sick people to neighboring counties for recuperation."

"The fault of this matter lies with the Dragon God of Huaishui. We absolutely cannot let it go like this."

The two of them each held a bowl of broth, sat on the ground, and conspired in a corner of the wilderness.

The county magistrate asked: "What is the Taoist master's plan?"

"The poor Taoist was ordered by his master to go to Beijing to meet the saint. The Ming government only needs to write a memorial to explain the situation..."

The situation is not complicated.

After a few words, Magistrate Lu immediately said that he would write and ink immediately to denounce the evil deeds of the Huaishui Dragon God.

At the same time, Meng Fan also invited the City God out.

Not long ago, this fellow Taoist proved his innocence. Although the new temple is gone, the people will not hate him. They hold small sacrifices during festivals and offer incense sticks when they go out.

"As it should be."

After responding, the City God also began to write at his desk. After all, the truth he said when he communicated with the county magistrate before the rain really offended the Dragon God of Huai River to death.

Now that Meng Fan intends to take the lead and use the general trend of humanity to eradicate them, it is a great thing!
After receiving two memorials, Meng Fan was satisfied and decided to leave overnight without stopping at any time and go directly to the imperial capital Chang'an.

Before leaving, he took off a dharma tablet from his waist and hung it on the beam of the main hall of the Chenghuang Temple.

[Guardian Heavenly Lord Wang Lingguan]

In order to prevent the Huaishui Dragon God from noticing something and retaliating, which would lead to tragedy, Meng Fan first left a magic tablet here, and then took it back when he came back to slay the dragon after receiving the imperial edict.

It contains a trace of Wang Lingguan's magic power, which can communicate with the true deity in the heaven. Whoever dares to massacre the people will die. You must know that this is the general in front of the Jade Emperor, who is responsible for the duty of inspection in heaven and earth. He has three eyes that can observe the world's affairs. It is said that the whip wakes up the world.

In this way, Meng Fan drank the broth in one gulp, controlled the aura of the earth's veins, and continued to walk towards the northwest by a method that was close to shrinking to an inch.

……

Starry night.

Three days later, Zhongnan Mountain lay in front of us.

Taiyi is near the sky, connected to the mountains and the sea.

Baiyun turned around, looking at nothing.

The peaks change in the demarcation field, and the overcast is clear.

If you want to live with others, ask the woodcutter across the water.

Wang Wei, who wrote this poem, has not yet been born. Meng Fan is walking in the famous mountains with deep valleys and deep clouds. When he breathes, there is spiritual energy flowing in his mouth and nose.

A Taoist blessed place.

Like Maoshan, there have been masters practicing here since the ancient Qin Dynasty, but it has not become the ancestral court of the Quanzhen line now, because this line has not yet risen, and it will have to wait until the Jin and Yuan dynasties before it can be known as the authentic Taoism school in the world. Number.

Therefore, the people who practice here are either high-ranking officials who like to enjoy the scenery, or casual hermits who combine the strengths of various families. Occasionally, a few spiritual fields with rich spiritual energy come into view.

(End of this chapter)