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Chapter 150 There are three feet under the snow, all the people kneel down to worship, it is the fairy family Linchen! [Two in one, please subscribe]

When he heard that an expert came from Chang'an, who could ask for rain and snow for the court, the gate official was startled and hurriedly asked.

"It's next to the stone bridge not far from here."

"It's just that the Taoist said that if you want to ask for rain, you have to ask Master Han to lead a hundred officials to worship each step and invite him to the altar."

Wang Fu pointed to the stone bridge not far away, and replied.

"This Taoist is too arrogant!"

Hearing this, he slandered the door official, a little bit aggrieved.

These days, Master Han led hundreds of officials and people to pray for rain at the South Altar. He saw how hard it was.

But remember that this prayer for rain and snow has something to do with Jiangshan Sheji.

Even with Master Han's life at stake, the door officer did not dare to be sloppy, so he had to let him go, saying:
"Master Han, you and your masters are at the east gate."

"It's time for Mr. Lao Cha."

Wang Fu and the gatekeeper bowed their hands and walked in.

……

South Altar, East Gate.

It is said that Han Yu, Liu Yuxi, Liu Zongyuan and other Qingliu ministers gathered in one place, each of them looked like simple court clothes, slightly bowed, standing under the scorching sun, looking at the rows of gods and immortals in front of them, chanting words in their mouths, praying non-stop.

"Master Han, there is an old man outside the door, his name is Wang Fu, and he recommends a person who can get rain and snow."

Suddenly, a banner official came over in a hurry, knelt down and reported to Han Yu and others.

"Invite him in!"

Hearing this, Han Yu was overjoyed and ordered.

This Han Yu is now in his fifties, his temples are slightly white, his appearance is bright, he is plump and wimpy.

"Everyone, take a break too."

After finishing speaking, Han Yu turned around and spoke to Liu Yuxi, Liu Zongyuan and others.

"It can be regarded as an expert who revealed the list. If you continue to ask for it, I'm afraid we will suffer first before the rain falls..."

Liu Zongyuan straightened up, feeling extremely sore, he complained while beating his shoulder.

"Brother Zihou, it doesn't hurt to suffer a little while working for the Holy One."

Liu Yuxi's back was already wet with sweat, but he was optimistic in his heart. Hearing Liu Zongyuan's words, he smiled and enlightened him.

"I'm afraid the hardship is not worth it!"

"There is also a mage enshrined in the Qintianjian. Recently, the Holy Majesty has believed in Buddhism, and the government has gradually collapsed. Now there is a severe drought. Why don't you ask those people to pray for rain? Instead, let me wait here..."

Liu Zongyuan sighed.

For the next sentence, he suddenly lowered his voice and said to the two of them.

"Zi Hou, don't say too much!"

Hearing this, Han Yu's tone suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Liu Zongyuan could only shake his head and said nothing more.

Not long after, the banner officer brought Wang Fu over.

"Grassman Wang Fu, I pay my respects to all the masters!"

As soon as Wang Fu came here, he saw the minister who was not angry and arrogant, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Don't be too polite."

Han Yu nodded slightly and said.

"Why don't you see that expert coming?"

Not long after, Han Yu looked back and saw that no one was following, he immediately frowned and asked the flag officer.

"Master Han, the priest is still on the side of the stone bridge not far away."

Wang Fuqian smiled.

"Then ask him to come over."

Han Yu said.

"he……"

Wang Fu looked troubled.

"Wang Fu, you might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Seeing his hesitation, Han Yu smiled kindly.

Regarding this, Wang Fu felt that he was not as nervous as before. He paused and said:

"To tell you the truth, Master Han, the Taoist leader said, Master Han must lead all the officials to go, worship him step by step, and invite him to the altar."

The voice fell.

The faces of all the people present changed, and after looking at each other for a while, they said unhappily:

"This?"

"What is the origin of that way, dare to say such a big talk!"

"Let Han Shilang lead all the officials, and pay respects step by step, go invite him!"

"I don't think it's a Taoist fairy. It's probably a first-class magic stick. You're fooling me here!"

"Han Shilang, why don't you send someone to beat him with a [-]-stick stick, and then chase him for an ultimatum and return him to his original place of residence!"

"..."

Right now, the officials are getting bored, obviously they have no good temper towards Han Xiangzi.

"Brother Tui, what do you think of this matter?"

Liu Yuxi was not too angry when he heard Wang Fu's words. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked Han Yu's opinion.

"What do you think of Liu Shangshu?"

Han Yu didn't rush to answer, but asked instead.

"From my point of view, since the Taoist priest dared to say such big words, he must have some abilities. Since we followed the order of the Holy One and came to the South Altar to pray for rain, it was for the sake of the people. It is not a good idea to invite him now. It's breaking the rules."

Liu Yuxi pondered.

"Where's brother Zihou?"

Han Yu asked Liu Zongyuan again.

"Brother Mengde is right. The officials are here. Forgive the Taoist who dare not fool you. If you neglect Youdao Xianzhen and delay the time to pray for rain, you will be in debt to the emperor and to the common people."

Liu Zongyuan said without hesitation.

"This official also has this intention."

"Wang Fu, lead the way and lead me there, and ask the Taoist priest to go up to the altar to pray for rain."

Hearing this, Han Yu laughed out loud, and gave Wang Fu instructions.

"The grass people follow the order."

Wang Fu hurriedly replied.

Soon, Han Yu ordered the officials to tidy up their clothes and go with him to invite the Taoist priest to the altar.

Regarding this, although some ministers were dissatisfied, Han Yu obeyed the imperial decree after all, and even he set an example. It would be unreasonable to refuse.

After all, if this matter gets to the palace in the future, the emperor will inevitably be convicted of dishonesty in praying for rain.

In desperation, the officials had no choice but to do so, and followed Han Yu and the other three out of the east gate, bowed step by step, and walked towards the stone bridge.

Such a movement naturally attracted the attention of the people in Nantan and Zuofang City.

"Master, what is this for?"

"Shouldn't one kowtow to the gods in the sky to pray for rain?"

"Why go straight outside to worship?"

"I heard that a person came from the stone bridge, saying that raising one's hands is wind, and closing one's hands is snow. Only when Master Han led all the officials came, would he go to the South Altar to pray for rain!"

"Such a big show, if it really asks for rain and snow, it will be Chang'an's luck."

"If praying for rain is not good, I'm afraid I will die!"

"Come on, everyone, go to Shiqiao to watch the excitement!"

"..."

Seeing this situation, everyone discussed and was in an uproar.

This matter was once passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and within a short time, the people in the Nantan neighborhoods all knew about it.

And this kind of rumor quickly spread in Chang'an City...

At that time, the side of the stone bridge was already full of people.

On the other hand, Han Xiangzi still sat in a corner without changing his face.

It wasn't until the figures of Han Yu and other officials approached in front of him that there was a wave in his eyes.

Looking at Han Yu, whose temples were growing gradually and his figure was slightly hunched, Han Xiangzi sighed softly in his heart:
"I haven't seen you for a few years. Unexpectedly, my uncle is getting older, and I don't know how my uncle has been doing in the past few years..."

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi's mood suddenly became heavy.

But soon, he was relieved.

Here, Han Yu, Liu Zongyuan, and Liu Yuxi led all the officials to bow out of the east gate step by step, and after about a stick of incense, they quickly walked to the stone bridge.

As Wang Fu said, there is a Taoist here.

only……

What Han Yu and the others didn't expect was that the Taoist looked very ordinary, without the appearance of the heavens and the latitudes, but also the posture of a fairy.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that it is quite different from the Imaginary Youdao Immortal.

Can such a person really ask for rain and snow?

All of a sudden, the officials were suspicious.

But that's the end of it, there's no other way.

I have to take one step at a time.

Not long after, Han Yu bowed step by step and came to Han Xiangzi.

"Listed as an adult, I am a poor Taoist."

Seeing this, Han Xiangzi stood up, looked at the crowd, and bowed his head.

Not long after, Han Yu lowered his head and leaned over to ask:
"Master Immortal, I wait for all the officials to come here step by step, and I also hope that Master Immortal will pity the suffering of all living beings and the drought, and go to the altar to pray for rain."

"It doesn't matter, since your lord has come here step by step to ask the poor to come to the altar, I will naturally go up."

Han Xiangzi smiled lightly.

After the words fell, all the officials felt more at ease.

Then Han Yu asked:

"I don't know, when will the Taoist chief ask for rain and snow?"

"When the poor Taoist goes to the altar today, he will be able to ask for rain and snow."

Han Xiangzi said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Han Yu relaxed, and hurriedly said:

"Today, all 24 kinds of prayer items are available in Xuanmen. I don't know which ones I want?"

"Nothing else is needed."

Han Xiangzi shook his head and said.

Say it.

The officials were stunned for a moment, and looked at Han Xiangzi in disbelief.

In the past, when the Taoists of Qin Tianjian asked for rain, at least they had to ask for some sacrificial offerings. Killing cattle and cooking sheep was a due ritual.

In addition, things such as tokens, instruments, incense tables, golden bells... must also be prepared properly.

Right now, this Taoist is fine and doesn't need anything, so how can he pray for rain?

After thinking about it, many people already felt that this Taoist was a fake.

Even if it is not a fake, it is still a person who plays tricks.

"Then...then in the words of the Taoist priest."

Han Xiangzi's words also caught Han Yu's attention.

He froze on the spot, and spoke after a while.

After finishing speaking, he made way out and signaled Han Xiangzi to go first.

Regarding this, Han Xiangzi didn't say anything, and went all the way to the sacrificial field at the South Altar.

As soon as he ascended the altar, Han Xiangzi noticed the gazes from all around.

Those eyes came from the officials, from the people surrounding here, or from the soldiers guarding here.

Among them, there are those who wait and see, those who laugh, and those who disdain...

Of course, there are also some hopefuls.

"Brother Tui, do you think this priest can really get rain and snow?"

Liu Zongyuan frowned when he saw Han Xiangzi standing on the South Altar with nothing on his body.

"The great blessing of the Holy One, the inspiration of the heaven and the earth, and the good fortune of the people, if you think about it, you can get rain and snow."

Han Yu spoke carefully.

For some reason, he found that the Daoist Dongxiao in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Between the eyebrows, it seems to be somewhat similar to his nephew Xiangzi?
But if you take a closer look at the entire outline, you find that it doesn't look like anything.

He and Xiangzi haven't seen each other for many years.

Now, I don't know if it's dead or alive?

"Brother Tui, look!"

"The Taoist raised his hand!"

Just when Han Yu was thinking about Han Xiangzi, Liu Yuxi suddenly had to talk to him.

Say it.

Han Yu looked over, and sure enough, he saw that the Taoist raised his hand and waved his Taoist robe casually.

However, the imagined scene of strong winds did not appear.

Seeing this, the ministers couldn't help but sneered and said:
"This Taoist is used to talking big. Raising one's hands is wind, and closing one's hands is snow."

"Whoever recommended this Taoist before, stand up and plead guilty!"

"Han Shilang, it's a farce, we were tricked by this Taoist priest!"

"..."

Here.

Seeing Han Xiangzi raising his hand, Wang Fu couldn't help but panic in his heart.

"come!"

"Where are the left and right imperial guards, take down this Taoist priest who deceives the crowd!"

A minister couldn't stand it anymore, and ordered the soldiers behind him.

As soon as these words came out, a group of soldiers immediately stepped forward with weapons, making a gesture to surround Han Xiangzi and arrest him.

It's just that the pair of soldiers just walked out.

boom!
In the middle of the sky, suddenly there was a loud thunderbolt, like a golden stone exploding.

The next moment, above the void of the Southern Altar, clouds and mist swept over, swishing and blowing.

Scissors scissored the branches all around and shook his head, the dust under his feet hit his face.

However, within a short time, there was a strong wind and red clouds at the South Altar.

In less than an instant, it directly spread throughout Chang'an City.

Even, it includes this huge land of Gyeonggi!
"This……?!"

"Is it really windy?"

"Since ancient times, red clouds have been spread and the wind has swirled, just now it looks like it is snowing. I didn't expect that the red clouds will cover the bright red sun in just a moment. This priest really possesses magical powers!"

"..."

Seeing this, everyone in Nantan was taken aback, their faces changed drastically, and they looked at Han Xiangzi in disbelief.

Who would have thought that this Taoist could really raise his hand like the wind!
It's like this, it's even more powerful than talking about Tianxian!
At that time, the minister who wanted to take down Han Xiangzi before saw the strong wind and the coolness, he couldn't help but froze in place, feeling the burning pain on his face, and he was extremely ashamed.

At the same time, he was extremely anxious.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so anxious. Now that I have offended the Xian family, I will suffer a great crime in the future.

"Brother Tui, I'll be saved!"

"Look at this posture, this Taoist really has the ability to call wind and rain!"

"It's likely that the stars descended from the sky, or the fairy family came to the world. If not, how could there be such a skill?"

When the strong wind picked up, Liu Zongyuan and Liu Yuxi called out to Han Yu almost at the same time.

At this moment, Han Yu was too shocked to speak.

He stood there blankly, as if frightened, but also as if he was stunned, with a very complicated look on his face.

"Two, are there really immortal gods in this world?"

After a while, Han Yu suddenly asked a question.

"Most likely, if not, how could the Taoist in front of me have such thaumaturgy?"

Liu Yuxi thought about it.

"It's not His Majesty's blessing, all living beings are good luck?"

Han Yu doubted, said.

"Let's wait and see how the Taoist priest works together." Liu Zongyuan sighed.

the other side.

On the South Altar, Han Xiangzi raised his Taoist robe again. Under the urging of his magic power, the world in this direction was whirlwind, and everyone swayed left and right, almost unable to stand still.

It can be said that the sea is turning silver and the waves are wide, and the mountains are rolling and the stones are sinking.

It's also like the horse neighing long way, the orchid house falling with embroidery needles, it's hard to look back on the road, and it's impossible to hang the curtains.

In this way, in the past quarter of an hour, Han Xiangzi suddenly felt clouds form under his feet, and he flew up into the sky.

Came under the sky of Chang'an.

Seeing this scene, the people of Chang'an all looked horrified, knelt down hastily, and called out immortals.

Even at the South Altar, some ministers couldn't keep their former dignity, their legs trembled, and they were about to kneel down.

Soaring in the daytime, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, such a situation is really a fairy!

Thinking of this, some ministers didn't dare to neglect any more, and kowtowed directly.

Especially the adult who scolded Han Xiangzi before, knocked the fastest, and was caught off guard, his forehead was swollen.

"Brother Tui, don't be stunned, pay homage to the Xian family!"

At this moment, Liu Zongyuan and Liu Yuxi also knelt down.

Seeing that Han Yu was still standing on the field like a chicken out of the crowd, he quickly pulled him back and made him kneel down.

Han Xiangzi had no intention of knowing this.

He circulated his mana, and when he put his hands together, billows of rain and snow gushed out of the Taoist robe and fell downward.

The rain and snow fell, fluttering like goose feathers, and catkins were long.

Not long after, the world was covered in silver and white.

Jade grinds slush, white jade towers, broken and cut ice.

……

"Father, mother, come out quickly, it's raining and snowing!"

"Our family is saved!"

Outside Chang'an City.

That Wan Xiaochun stood on the hillside, looking at the pear blossoms between the sky and the earth, shouted excitedly.

The next moment, an elderly couple walked out with each other's support. Looking at the scene of heavy snow and rain, they smiled.

At that time, Na Zhen'er was already running around in the fields with her companions.

……

Strange to say, the rain and snow only fell for half a day, but it was as if it had been raining for a few days.

Pile mountains and seas, fill wells and fill rivers, make up rivers and fill lakes.

Before I knew it, most of the drought had disappeared.

It was not until evening that Han Xiangzi stopped the spell, held down the cloud head, and landed on the South Altar.

"Xianjia, why don't you continue playing?"

Someone dared to ask.

"Snow is three feet and three inches, enough."

Han Xiangzi laughed.

After the words fell, Han Yu and others hurriedly asked someone to take a ruler to measure.

And look at the high place and insert it, there is not much;

Looking at the low place and inserting it, there is not much.

They are all three feet and three inches!

At this moment, everyone was convinced!

After Han Yu slowed down for a while, he hurried forward, his attitude was much more respectful than before, and said:

"Immortal Elder, you have rained and snowed for the Tang Dynasty, and relieved the suffering of the Li people and the disease of drought, please accept the worship of Han!"

After the words fell, the officials also reacted, and bowed to Han Xiangzi one after another.

Seeing this, Han Xiangzi smiled and didn't say much.

Instead, he walked down the South Altar on his own.

In the blink of an eye, he was almost out of the east gate.

Looking at this posture, how could the ministers not know that Han Xiangzi was leaving.

Involuntarily, he hurriedly left a message:

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Now, the immortal head has made such great achievements, you should follow me to meet His Majesty in order to receive a reward."

"Pindao has already said that as long as Master Han leads all the officials here, he will give me a reputation to pass on his name. For the rest, the glory and wealth are nothing but floating clouds!"

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi let out a long laugh, and as he walked away, his figure became fainter, and soon disappeared.

"This……"

"Brother Tui, how should I deliver the order when I go back?"

"..."

Seeing that Han Xiangzi had left, Liu Zongyuan couldn't help being stunned.

"Now that the rain and snow have fallen, I think the drought in Gyeonggi will be resolved soon."

"The immortal chief doesn't want to enter the palace to face the saint, so we can't force him."

Han Yu sighed and said, he was preoccupied

Because, he had seen a jade flute hanging from the waist of the fairy elder earlier.

Regarding Yin Xiao Yayue's words, Han Yu remembered that Xiangzi used to love this way in the past.

Speaking of which, they are really destined.

It's a pity that his nephew can't be the immortal in front of him!

From Han Yu's point of view, even though Han Xiangzi left Chang'an for these years and really learned Taoism abroad, how could he acquire such supernatural powers in such a short period of time?
Don't you see that the real Luofu, who was highly valued by the Holy One, was also a Jiazi in learning Taoism, so he was valued by the royal family.

As for Han Xiangzi, he has only been away from home for less than ten years.

"That's the only way to do it right now. Speaking of which, today is really an eye-opener for the old man."

"I'm afraid that within a day, the whole of Chang'an will discuss this matter!"

Hearing this, Liu Yuxi nodded helplessly, looking at the silver-covered space between heaven and earth, he suddenly felt a little more emotional.

Han Xiangzi left.

Han Yu and the others also returned to the palace to hand in their order.

However, after a night of fermenting at the South Altar, it became more and more lively.

Many people said that they saw immortals in Nantan.

So everyone went to the South Altar one after another to pray for blessings.

Especially at the stone bridge, it was overcrowded.

Because there were too many people on the bridge, the county magistrate of Chang'an had to send yamen to maintain order.

But even so, it was hard to stop the enthusiasm of the people.

It is worth mentioning that Wang Fu, the old man who first came into contact with Han Xiangzi, became famous tonight.

At first, Han Yu and others were in a hurry to enter the palace, but they forgot about him.

When he turned around, he was hurriedly led to the palace.

The sage said that he was meritorious in recommending him, so he was granted the title of Marquis of a Thousand Households and rewarded him with ten thousand taels of silver.

This unprecedented good fortune came so incredible that Wang Fu only felt that he was living in a dream.

He didn't react until after he thanked the Lord Long En and everyone congratulated him.

A few days later, Wang Fu lived in a new mansion in Chang'an.

On the first day he moved into the mansion, he hung up the portrait of Han Xiangzi.

Now that he has obtained such wealth and honor, Wang Fu is very clear in his heart that everything is bestowed by the Taoist priest of Dongxiao.

No, to be precise, it's Immortal Dongxiao!

If there is no Dongxiao Immortal, he is still just a merchant.

When can I go to the palace hall!
For this reason, Wang Fu became Han Xiangzi's good faith!

When Han Xiangzi became an immortal in the future, this Wang Fu also received a blessing, and lived to an octogenarian age before dying.

After death, he became a shrine god.

Of course, this is something for later.

……

It is said that Han Xiangzi left the Nantan, so he used the invisibility technique, broke through the sky and left, and stayed in Chang'an Taoist temple for one night.

After having a place to live, Han Xiangzi couldn't wait to go back to the house, sat on a futon, and immediately immersed himself in the nine-color lotus in his soul.

This time, Han Xiangzi received rain and snow in Gyeonggi, which was a great merit and good deed for him.

Thanks to this, the lotus seed in his soul immediately absorbed the power of thousands of good thoughts, and suddenly became round and plump.

In Han Xiangzi's view, if it is absorbed completely, it will definitely fall off again.

At that time, maybe some treasures can be transformed.

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi looked forward to it.

You know, the lotus seeds produced by Han Xiangzi's nine-color lotus last time were a little more varied.

In the past, the lotus seeds produced were all white and translucent, like precious jade.

However, it is different now, with more gold doped into it, once absorbing the power of the wish, the surface of the lotus seeds can be described as radiant and auspicious.

With such signs, Han Xiangzi could not guess that the treasures produced by the lotus seeds in the future will undoubtedly be even more powerful.

It's a pity that the lotus seeds are absorbed slowly.

According to Han Xiangzi's estimate, every three to five days, I'm afraid it will fall off even if it is difficult.

However, Han Xiangzi was not in a hurry.

He has time.

And when he was leaving, Master also said that his brother Lu Dongbin is now in Chang'an.

I don't know if his senior brother Lu Dongbin would see him praying for rain at the South Altar with such fanfare?
Or, will those practitioners in Chang'an see it?
……

(End of this chapter)