"Where to go?"

Chu Chen smiled and said to the eager kid, "You want senior brother to go up and pray for rain?"

The little kid nodded repeatedly: "That's right, senior brother, doesn't our Lingshan sect have the magical power of [Bu Yu Duan Ni]..."

"You think too highly of senior brother."

Chu Chen shook his head.

He is indeed proficient in the magical power of making rain. Not only did he acquire the "Rain Dispersion" passed down in his master's "Dijin Ji", but he also learned the magical power "Turn the Sea to Make Rain" inherited from "Tianxin Zhengfa", even if it doesn't rain locally.

Under certain conditions, he can also summon and drive the divine dragon to spread the rain.

However, the situation is different now.

This drought is a calamity from heaven and earth, and ordinary magical powers will not work at all.

That is to say, Taihe Taoist, Qingzhu layman and other immortals with great magical powers and cultivation, relying on their profound Taoist cultivation, while fasting and praying for rain, praying for God's mercy, while intercepting a thread of heaven's secrets, trying to make rain despite the punishment of heaven.

Supernatural powers.

He went to the altar to display his magical power of making rain,

Either it's like Qi Xiuxin and Tongda Dharma Master, sinking into the sea without even a bubble popping up.

Or because of messing up the calamity, it will lead to divine punishment.

Chu Chen does not have the great magical powers of Taihe Taoist, Qingzhu layman and other seniors to protect him. When the divine punishment comes, he will suffer.

"Little devil, how about you give my senior brother a sign of bad luck? Let's see what happens when I go to the altar."

Chu Chen asked casually.

The little ghost nodded solemnly, his magic power surged in his body, and his little eyes fell on his senior brother without blinking.

"Senior brother, you'd better stop."

After about ten breaths, the little devil lowered his head, holding the corners of his robe with his little hands, without saying a word.

"Little devil, why didn't you say anything? What's the result?"

"Hehehe~ Good luck!"

"Haha~"

Chu Chen smiled, the little devil's good fortune is so terrifying.

As one person and one ghost talked, the rain praying festival on the outskirts of Wanquan County became more and more lively.

One after another, the monks with great supernatural powers from the Immortal Court went to the altar to pray for rain and performed the art of spreading rain. The noise was so great that it alarmed the living beings for dozens of miles around.

Not long after, at the rain praying dojo, not only thousands of people from around Wanquan County spontaneously came to offer sacrifices to the sky and pray for rain, but also casual cultivators from the county, demon tribes, and indigenous creatures also came to participate in the fasting ceremony.

Except for the evil heretics who are afraid of causing chaos in the world and spreading disasters, the eyes of the entire Wanquan County are focused on this.

For a time, around the empty rain praying dojo, there were crawling black crows, humans, monsters, stone monsters, wood spirits, mountain sprites and ghosts...

All the souls gathered together, there was no fight or fight, everyone knelt down and prayed silently and devoutly.

This scene is quite rare.

In the face of natural disasters, the intelligent and sensible sentient beings in Wanquan County put aside their past prejudices and struggles, and the whole picture appeared extremely harmonious.

The sound of chanting scriptures and praying for blessings resounded throughout the world.

Although the scene was lively, the result was not optimistic.

Taoist Taihe, layman Qingzhu and other six immortal monks with great supernatural powers went to the altar one after another to perform the art of praying for rain and spreading rain, but they all ended in failure.

At the end of the first day of praying for rain, not a drop of rain fell.

However, the people of Wanquan County and the creatures of all ethnic groups still did not leave. They gathered around the dojo, silently waiting for the senior masters who were proficient in the magical power of [praying for rain] to adjust their breath, restore their magical power, and continue to pray for rain another day.

…

"Brother Chu, do you think praying for rain can come true? In my opinion, this matter is a bit uncertain. The drought has only started for a month, and the anger of the sky has not yet subsided. It is too early to pray for rain now. It will not be until at least three or four months after the drought breaks out.

Pray for rain again."

Wang Ping looked at the bustling dojo, shook his head, and felt quite emotional.

Before Chu Chen could reply, Lin Miaoyin on the side spoke:

"Senior Brother Wang, don't say such depressing words nonsense, be careful not to arouse public anger. Everyone knows this truth, but this natural disaster comes so quickly, and it takes only a few days to wipe out thousands of miles, whether it is our Dachang Dynasty or the local creatures in the eight southwest states.

, they can’t even withstand the losses of three to four months of drought.”

The young monk Yuantong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the southwest has always had abundant rain. If there is a sudden drought for a long time, all living beings will be devastated. Amitabha~ Now I can only trust the seniors."

When Chu Chen saw his friends discussing, he nodded repeatedly.

Over the years, Wang Ping, Lin Miaoyin, Yuantong and others have not only improved their Taoist cultivation, but also their vision has improved a lot, and their understanding of the current disaster situation is very sharp and accurate.

"Everyone, don't worry, praying for rain will succeed."

After saying that, Chu Chen stood up from his seat.

"Brother Chu, where are you going?"

"I'll go to the handsome tent and have a look."

Wang Ping, Lin Miaoyin and others did not doubt that he was there and nodded one after another.

At present, the small Wanquan County has become the focus of all parties in the eight southwest states. The rain-praying dojo has gathered countless Taoist masters and powerful people with great supernatural powers.

The sixth-grade immortal official has become a small role and cannot even enter the handsome tent.

Chu Chen, as the fifth-grade inspector of Wanquan and the head of the Taoist Academy, could go in and observe.

"Senior brother, why are you going to the commander's tent? Didn't you say you don't have enough skills?"

Chu Chen smiled and said nothing.

He can't help, but his apprentice Xiao Bailong Chu Baiqing must be able to help.

In fact, when he first met Taihe Taoist and Qingzhu layman, he should have reported the situation of his disciple Xiao Bailong to his superiors.

However, he did not do this.

Giving kindness is not an easy task. If you are kind and do good deeds, you will sometimes be wronged.

After all, the source of the drought was indeed his apprentice "Little White Dragon". He was so enthusiastic that others thought his apprentice Chu Baiqing was trying to "atone" for his sins, so they rushed to take action.

When the rain comes, apprentice Xiao Bailong may still be in trouble.

Chu Chen, who has lived in two lifetimes, has seen all kinds of weird things and seen many different kinds of people, and he understands the four words "people's hearts are unpredictable".

As a master, Chu Chen would naturally not let his apprentice do good deeds, ignore past grudges and retaliate with good deeds, while he himself would be wronged.

He had to consider his apprentice at all times, and he could take action, but he had to let the Heavenly Court and the local people think of his apprentice Xiao Bailong.

After Chu Chen entered the commander's tent, he found out after some inquiring.

After the Xianting Central Committee learned about the results of the first day of rain prayers in Wanquan County, it continued to send more powerful people with great magical powers who were good at praying for rain and spreading rain. They persevered and tried their best to capture Wanquan County.

Wanquan County is the place where the innate god "Little White Dragon" fell. If there is a little rain here, the drought will usher in a turning point.

Xianting attaches great importance to Wanquan County, and Chu Chen is not surprised at all.

After hearing the news, Chu Chen changed his mind again and still did not let his apprentice Xiao Bailong take action.

People's hearts are always complicated.

If something is obtained too easily, others will not appreciate it.

After several efforts, one failure after another, and letting the apprentice Xiao Bailong take action when he was in despair, the result was completely different from letting the apprentice take action right away.

In addition, right now, the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Rouge is in full swing, and it is actually not suitable for disciple Xiao Bailong to take action.

The best situation is that the Dachang Dynasty will pray for rain for a few more days in Xianting, which will consume the calamity of heaven and earth and weaken the calamity. Then he will let his apprentice Xiaobailong take action to make the final decision.

The next day, Immortal Court indeed sent two more powerful Immortal Court masters who were good at praying for rain.

Among them, Chu Chen also knew a powerful person from the Immortal Courtyard, who was Han Chen's senior fellow apprentice Chonglou Taoist.

On the second day of praying for rain, Taoist Taihe, Taoist Qingzhu, and Taoist Chonglou, eight powerful people from the Immortal Court who were in the realm of great supernatural powers, took turns to board the altar and cast clouds to spread rain.

That scene was quite astonishing.

There are strong winds, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, dragons soaring into the sky, frequent strange phenomena, and frequent signs of rainfall.

However, again, no rain fell at all.

The next few days of praying for rain will be like this.

Immortal Court kept sending more experts, and on the seventh day

, a total of fifteen monks with great supernatural powers who are good at praying for rain gathered together. Even Mr. Mingjing came to Wanquan County in person to preside over the rain praying ceremony.

However, it was a pity that the rain still failed to fall.

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Wanquan County, a handsome tent in the suburbs.
To be continued...