Guo Zhen of the Danding Sect was an alchemist worshiped by the imperial court. On weekdays, he not only made various Taoist pills for the palace nobles, but also prayed for blessings, calculated salary, and eliminated disasters. If there was a drought in a certain place,
And asked for rain.
Such things are not something ordinary cultivators can do.
It must be someone with real abilities.
Guo Zhen was able to stay in the court and his skills were certainly good. The fire in the capital disturbed the officials, who specially ordered Guo Jing to pray for rain and put an end to the fire.
And the way he performs on stage and the magic of making wind and rain are indeed very effective.
It's just that every time the spell is about to be completed, I don't know why the magic effect is cast, and it happens several times.
This made Guo Zhen on the altar a little angry.
"What kind of evil demon destroyed Pindao's magic? When the fire spread and countless people in the capital were killed and injured, how could such a major spiritual practice that accumulated merit be stopped?" Guo Zhen opened his third eye with a sword in hand and directed the light towards the fire.
Look in the direction you came from.
I hope I can detect some evil aura.
But although he saw some ghosts and gods, those ghosts and gods were just waiting for opportunities to steal incense and did not hinder the ability of the rain.
Continuing to investigate, he also saw traces of the Fire Spirit God, but the Fire Spirit God was only born in response to the fire and could not stop the rain.
"Master Guo Zhen, if this heavy rain doesn't come again, half of the southern part of the city will be burned down." Li Xiuyuan suddenly said.
"Pindao naturally knows. Why do you need to say more? Who are you? How dare you appear near Pindao's altar." Guo Zhen was suddenly surprised when he saw Li Xiuyuan.
But then he felt a dazzling and stinging pain in his third eye, and he was instantly forced to close his third eye and put away the spell.
But just now he glanced inadvertently, and he seemed to see this person's purple aura covering his head, reflecting clear light, and there were golden and black lights undulating on the left and right, as if representing the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, making people feel trembling and fearful.
"This kind of luck can even cover the third eye. The only person in the world who has such luck is the human saint who appeared in the capital a few days ago." Guo Zhen's face changed slightly. He had also been in the capital before.
Pay attention to the movements in the capital in the Taoist temple.
Some time ago, he could see the vision of a clear light shining in the south of the city, illuminating the sky. The day before yesterday, there were thunders and purple air next to the canal. A god of thunder appeared to kill evil spirits, and divine power was manifested to suppress ghosts.
Anyone who is not blind would be aware of such a big movement.
"It turns out to be Mr. Li, the governor of Yangzhou. The poor Taoist Guo Zhen paid homage to Mr. Li." Guo Zhen immediately put away his expression and hurriedly bowed his hands respectfully to show his respect for this person.
Li Xiuyuan said: "Master Guo, why should I be so polite? I came here just because I saw thunder coming from here and heavy rain was about to fall. I didn't expect that it was Master Guo who was casting a spell to pray for rain. But the rain was about to fall, so why couldn't I pray for it?"
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"Master Li is unaware of something. It's not that he is a poor man who doesn't try his best, but that his magic has lost its effectiveness. I don't know what kind of evil spirit is blocking it. The heavy rain never falls. If there is a heavy rain, the evil spirit must be killed." Guo
Really speak.
Li Xiuyuan pondered: "If this is the case, does the real person know what evil spirits are preventing the heavy rain from falling?"
Guo Zhenren also thought for a while and said: "Pindao's rain is to help the world and save the people. This is a great event with immeasurable merit. A real great evil spirit will not be able to deal with such a great meritorious thing. Pindao feels that maybe this
The fire coincided with God's will, so the heavy rain never fell, and Pindao's spell casting was also affected by it.
Because of God’s will, it just failed to work.”
"Is it God's will again?" Li Xiuyuan said with a smile; "If it is God's will, why did I see many red-robed ghosts and gods in the south of the city before, holding flags to direct the fire? They controlled the fire and let the fire spread. This should not be God's will."
"That is the incarnation of the Fire Spirit God, but those ghosts and gods did not stop the rain, Pindao can be sure." Guo Zhen said.
Li Xiuyuan came up at this moment and said, "In that case, why don't you try asking for rain?"
Guo Zhen's expression changed slightly: "Mr. Li asked for rain?"
"Of course, I know a little about the magic of praying for rain. Let's see if my prayer for rain will be blocked. If so, I will believe that this is God's will and not man-made." Li Xiuyuan said.
"I am really ashamed of my poor ability. In this case, I have to ask Mr. Li to come on stage to pray for rain." Guo Zhen replied.
He had no choice but to place his hope in this human saint.
I hope that his reputation can calm the evil spirits and let the heavy rain fall, otherwise my identity as an alchemist may come to an end.
Guo Zhen walked down the altar with some anxiety in his heart. He glanced at the walls of the imperial city.
At this moment, on the wall of the imperial city.
Accompanied by the current officials, the current queen, several princes, and ministers, they watched Guo Zhen, the real person not far away, come on stage to pray for rain.
The Zhao Guan family originally thought that praying for rain would not be difficult for Guo Zhen, because similar things had happened before and they all went very smoothly.
"What's going on? It was fine just now, but the wind has picked up, the clouds have cleared, the thunder has sounded, and there is a tendency of heavy rain. Why did the wind stop and the clouds disperse in the blink of an eye?" said an official accompanying him.
Looking at the strange scene in the sky and seeing the dark clouds dispersed and the heavy rain not falling, I suddenly became anxious and endured it.
kept asking.
"Guan Jia, you see Guo Zhen's prayer for rain has failed. He has given up and walked down from the altar."
With the help of the eunuch, Zhao Guanjia looked at the city wall, his swollen pale face showed anger at this moment: "How can this be unreasonable? Isn't he capable of making wind and rain? Why can't he even ask for a heavy rain when there is a big fire in the capital today? Come on.
Man, call Guo Zhen here. I want to cure his inability to pray for rain.
The sin of profit."
"National Preceptor, where is the Imperial Preceptor? Send someone to tell the Imperial Preceptor that I will ask him to take Guo Zhen's place and go up on the stage to pray for rain. If it rains heavily, I will give you a lot of rewards."
The eunuch who immediately delivered the order trotted down the imperial city and went to deliver the order.
But at this moment, one of the accompanying officials suddenly said: "Officials, look, someone has stepped onto the altar in place of Guo Zhen."
"Is he the Imperial Master?" Zhao Guanjia asked.
"No, the Imperial Master is still sitting in the carriage."
"That must be Guo Zhen's disciple. He prayed for rain but it was not good and wanted his disciple to replace him." Zhao Guanjia said.
"Officials, that man is not a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, but rather a scholar. For some unknown reason, the imperial guards on the side did not stop him," said the accompanying official.
Zhao Guanjia said: "Since they are irrelevant people, then kick them out. Don't ruin the important event of praying for rain. These scholars are really hateful. I'm afraid they will spread the idea of Zi Buyu's strange power and chaos."
I'm tired of hearing this."
He waved his hand and looked a little impatient.
But when the eunuch went to deliver the order again, Li Xiuyuan was already on the altar.
When he passed by Guo Zhen, Guo Zhen did not move his lips and whispered in ventriloquism: "Li Shengren, be careful. I suspect that this fire has something to do with the imperial master. How can there be such a Taoist in the whole capital?"
There are not many people who can move clouds and give rain. What they do is God’s will, but they are just used to deceive others.
It’s just a one-sided statement.”
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, his heart trembled.
But Guo Zhen said no more, and just left the altar with a ashamed look on his face.
It was as if nothing happened just now.
Imperial Master?
Li Xiuyuan had doubts before. Such a fire was definitely not caused by ordinary evil spirits, and he still couldn't figure out the purpose of such a fire.
Because no matter how evil the thousand-year-old demon is, it is impossible for him to murder human lives so brazenly.
But no matter who started the fire, heavy rain must be called to quell it.
Li Xiuyuan walked up to the altar at this moment. He didn't say much, he just took a copper bowl from the side and stretched out his hand.
A stream of clear water gurgled out and immediately filled the copper bowl.
He picked up the bowl of water and immediately poured it out.
The clear water did not fall to the ground, but flew up to the sky and disappeared in the sky.
"Your Majesty has an order to drive that irrelevant scholar off the altar. Don't let him hinder the important event of praying for rain." At this time, a eunuch ran over panting and delivered the oral instructions.
The Imperial Guards under the altar were stunned for a moment, then a commander of the Imperial Guards clasped his fists and responded to the order. He immediately led a team of troops up to the altar and went to drive the scholar away.
But when the commander of the forbidden army just stepped onto the altar.
In an instant, there was a strong wind all around, and dark clouds were rolling in the sky. It felt like a storm was coming, and with the sound of thunder, it seemed that a heavy rain was about to fall.
The commander was immediately stunned. He saw that Mr. Li on the altar was not disrupting the important event of praying for rain. On the contrary, he was casting a spell to pray for rain.
It was just that the emperor's order was difficult, so he still had to bite the bullet and lead the people up.
Li Xiuyuan frowned and looked at the sky. He had already used the rain calling technique, but he was not sure whether the heavy rain would fall.
But if his spells are useless, then all the rain spells in the capital will probably be useless.