Lingxian Zhenjun

"Om mani padme hum..."

"... Om Mani Padme Hum... Om Mani Padme Hum..."

The Buddhist mantras gather together to form a buzzing sound of the Buddha, as if there is a great wish and the power of the Buddha to bear the heavy rain.

Whoa whoa whoa!
The rain became more violent, pouring down like an opening in the sky, constantly beating on this piece of Buddha's light, but the stretching four directions of the world, rivers and rivers were all immersed in this heavy rain at this moment.

The pervasive water vapor inhaled the mouths and noses of the people who moved out of the village, and the people who walked along the official road wore coir raincoats and ran quickly under the leadership of the government servants. The waves of the river in the distance were turbulent and turbulent. Countless waves.

In the rumbling thunder, there were also angry sounds from the nearby mountains.

Someone yelled, "Get out of the way!"

The mountain a mile away was washed away by the heavy rain in the sight of countless horrors. The rain washed away the soil and slid down with countless loose stones and huge rocks like landslides and ground cracks, directly engulfing a mountain village below.

"Don't worry, the people in the village over there have already evacuated before it rained!"

The officials shouted loudly in the rain to calm the people in dozens of villages here, and then urged them to hurry up and brave the rain to go to the resettlement site.

The fat Taoist pursed his lips and nodded, then ran away quickly.

"Fairy! Help us!"

The child's delicate fingers pointed to the direction, and the crying woman wiped her tears, then stared blankly, and only whispered when the child asked again.

The rays of light fell on the bottom of people's eyes and gradually turned into gold, as if driving away the chill and moisture from everyone's bodies. The dark crowd couldn't suppress their emotions, and they stood up one after another, exclaiming, and some people who believed in God knelt down Landed on the ground, and worshiped this flying light devoutly.

"Master! Master!"

When I went outside, I saw the monks of Wanfo Temple supporting the golden plate with all their strength, and the old monk from Zhenhai above who was in meditation and blooming Buddha's light. The monks were soaked in the rain, trembling slightly, and their five sense organs were all crowded together. pressure.

The moment the Zhenhai old monk stood up and held his palms towards the sky, the golden disk spun and shot out a huge beam of light, which immediately turned into an umbrella cover.

Standing in front of the crowd, Han Youniang looked at the golden light rising into the sky in astonishment. She is a cultivator, so she naturally felt that the light shining was the light of Buddha.

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"Can you stand it?"

"Ha ha……"

Wet air can't make a bonfire. They gathered in a pile to warm each other. They were panicked, but they couldn't calm down. They asked the woman surnamed Han when the rain would stop.

"You wait for the gods to be optimistic!"

"Om mani padme hum..."

After hearing this, Chen Yuan subconsciously looked at the wooden building over there, and vaguely saw the figure of an old woman standing between the fence and the eaves pillars, looking at her. Chen Yuan nodded to her, and then rushed to the building without hesitation. Entrance.

Chen Yuan nodded lightly, and said something to comfort Lao Sun, telling him not to worry, "I'll go outside and have a look, you and Taoist Feihe will take good care of this place, let everyone not worry, everything must be stable !"

A dull and low smile squeezed out from between his lips, and the old monk in Zhenhai's laughter continued to spread and rise under the golden canopy.

Above the gold plate, the old monk from Zhenhai did not answer.

Afterwards, the eunuchs and maids were escorted back to the bedroom by a group of palace guards.

The Buddha's light spread over, and Chen Yuan used spells to break away the rain, riding the wind all over her body, with her toes hanging on the ground water, causing a circle of ripples to fly away.

In a mansion in a corner of Jianye City, Chen Qingzhi pushed open the door, lit a stick of incense amidst the sound of rain, inserted it into the incense burner in front of the shrine, and knelt on the futon with his wife and concubine, kowtowing three times.

"My people!"

"I am not sure as well."

"Zhenjun, my master said, don't worry, go and look outside, she is here."

Instead, the moment Chen Yuan approached, she opened her eyes suddenly, golden light shone from the bottom of her pupils, and her beard and beard fluttered, as if glaring at a King Kong, "Drink!" roared angrily.

The fat Taoist came back from other positions in the Zhuxian formation, "Old Taoist Qingxu said it will take some time."

"Mom, what is that?!"

……

As soon as the person left, Chen Yuan's indifferent expression suddenly tightened. In fact, he was more anxious than anyone else, especially the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple outside. This was to resist the heavy rain with the strength of a single temple.

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

They didn't dare to speed up. If they were a little careless, the battle might be ruined, and even if the gods were trapped, they might break free.

"Zhenhai!"

"Bafang Jialan, Sifang Arhat."

At this moment, a female disciple of Tianshi Dao came from the wooden building over there.

"Zhenjun, I hope this rainstorm will end soon!"

Unable to get a hopeful answer, the people sheltering from the rain looked at the sky in panic as the never-before-seen heavy rain fell like a waterfall.

In the phantom, a group of cultivators, listening to the sound of the rain outside and feeling the ever-increasing ambition of Buddhism, gritted their teeth one by one and tried their best to arrange the Zhuxian formation.

The same thing happened almost as well. The people who migrated were forced by the heavy rain and had to stop. With the help of a woman in Tsing Yi, they used tree branches to temporarily build a shed to shelter from the rain.

He suddenly yelled, and danced wildly with his arms dragging his wide sleeves. The huge canopy turned, revealing the outlines of Buddha statues, and the air around him faintly resounded with overlapping Buddhist voices chanting.

"It's light..."

'The eminent monk of that Buddhist temple practices here? '

Chen Yuan approached quickly, and shot out the life-saving spells learned from "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan" one by one, and fell on the monks, but was blocked by the Buddha's light.

The gold plate suddenly lifted into the air and broke away from the monks. The monks changed their formation again and stretched their arms inwards to touch the same door. As the gold plate rose, all the monks clasped their palms together and made a neat sound of 'bang'.

The heavy rain hit the glazed tiles in the palace, and the burly emperor looked at the intertwined bead curtains under the eaves, and his heart was bleeding.

Then, there was a light shining on his face, feeling the warmth of the morning sun. The shivering old man raised his face and opened his eyes wide. In the arms of the crying woman, the child who was staring blankly at the eaves of the shed intertwined with the beaded curtains blinked. Blinking his eyes, he tilted his head to look at the shining light.

Boom! !
The thunder rolled over the top of the temple, and the eardrums of people buzzed with laughter.

She retreated to the back of the crowd, and while no one was paying attention, she cast a spell to hide her figure, and hurried over there.

"Hehe...hahaha..."

Liang Guo in the south.

As soon as I got outside, the sound of heavy rain became clear, and it rang violently in my ears.

"Om mani padme hum..."

……

Chen Yuan stopped in her tracks and looked aside, a woman in Tsing Yi was also falling from the rain. She saw Chen Yuan and asked, "What happened?"

The tone is no longer what it used to be.

However, what answered her was the countless voices of the Buddha and the light wheels of the countless Buddha statues displayed on the umbrella cover, all raising their palms to the falling rainstorm.