Xiaoyaoshanjun

Chapter 110 Yu Lei Zi

Qitian Mansion

The carriage stopped near a quiet Taoist temple. Tian Buli got out of the carriage and saw many cars parked on the road nearby.

There were many sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road. The sycamore trees, which were more than ten or twenty meters high, provided large shades on both sides. It seemed that at least a hundred carriages were parked on this quiet street that looked like a parking lot.

There were also people dressed like rickshaw drivers standing on the street, or gathering together to gamble and play dice.

Tian Buli walked towards the Taoist temple, which was three or four meters above the ground. To go up, one had to go up the steps at the main entrance.

There are no houses nearby, and besides the chirping of cicadas and birds, the other sounds that can be heard everywhere are the wind and the rustling of leaves.

Tian Buli walked towards the main entrance, where many old ladies, sisters-in-law, and aristocratic women dressed as young wives were standing.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!" Tian Buli knew that it was impossible to reason with a woman, so he yelled at her so loudly that the women crowded nearby suddenly jumped up in shock!
His voice is powerful and often produces sound waves when he shouts loudly.

Especially after practicing Thunder Domineering, combined with the technique of gathering water and transforming it into Qi, it becomes one and the power is doubled.

The sound can shake the leaves within one or two meters, and can also make the hairs on a person's face and skin shiver.

Lan He, who was following behind him, was also shocked. He didn't expect that Tian Buli was so powerful.

Standing nearby were the mothers, wives, sisters, and other relatives of officials from the Qi Tian Prefecture.

Each of them is someone that County Magistrate Chen cannot afford to offend. Even the coachman waiting for people outside is someone that County Magistrate Chen has to treat politely.

After being coldly scolded by a stranger, these women subconsciously made way.

Tian Buli’s name is Buli, it’s just a name.

After a path was cleared ahead, Tian Buli strode forward without even glancing at the old ladies and young wives around him.

He quickly entered the tall Taoist gate, and when Lan He was about to follow him up, he was stopped by a hand.

"Lan He, who is that person? Why is he so fierce?"

Lan He looked back and found that it was Miss Mi Lingzhu, the granddaughter of Prince Mi's mansion.

Not only Mi Lingzhu was here, but the lady and old lady of the palace were also here.

Lan He did not dare to be presumptuous, and answered from the second step: "That man is Tian Buli, his master is the master of Liuyun Peak in Yanxia Mountain, this time he entered the Taoist sect to meet the Taoist priest of Yanxia Mountain."

After hearing this, Mi Lingzhu quickly said, "Is it Tian Buli who killed eight warriors? Look at the real murderer! I heard that your sister married him?"

Lan He said, "Yes, I was just about to take him in to find the master. Is the master in there?"

Mi Lingzhu showed a very unhappy look, "Uncle is inside, but we can't go in. He said that he is not welcoming guests for the time being."

Lan He wanted to leave but couldn't, so he could only stand back and ask, "There are so many people around here, why are they all standing here?"

Mi Lingzhu's mother, a woman wearing beautiful yellow clothes, looked helpless.

"They said they were praying for rain today, and the offerings have already been placed inside. I thought I would light some incense and ask for some of the used offerings after the ritual is done."

Lan He quickly looked at the sky. The weather was just right at that moment. The sun was not too strong, but there was no sign of rain either.

Mi Lingzhu said, "Don't look at it. It may not be accurate today! I also want to go back, but my mother insisted on waiting."

Before Mi Lingzhu's mother could say anything, the old lady scolded her, "The gods are being worshipped inside. How can you be so disrespectful? If the gods in heaven look at us while enjoying the incense and offerings, it will be a blessing for us. Just wait patiently! Don't make me angry!"

The old lady is a believer and waits here every year.

She doesn't grab the first incense during the Chinese New Year, but the last incense used in annual activities such as praying for rain.

The ones who officially burn incense are the Taoist priests who are sighing about the ritual. However, burning incense cannot communicate with heaven, and instead it violates the rules.

Only after others have finished their rituals could she light another stick of incense after others had done so, and then take some offerings to take away.

After hearing this, Lan He secretly thought that this was not good. The tribute could not be moved until nightfall, and these people had to wait here until nightfall.

The old lady had nothing to do, so she quickly asked, "How is Mr. Tian's cultivation? What Taoist magic do you know?"

Scholars are nothing in front of the old lady, and even officials have to be respectful to her.

Tian Buli can also be considered a scholar, but who cares who she is.

Mi Lingzhu said quickly: "I heard that he is good at martial arts, strong, and ruthless. He killed eight people last time!"

The old lady showed displeasure, "What kind of skill is killing people?"

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After Tian Buli entered the Taoist temple, he did not look at the courtyards on the left or right, but walked straight towards the higher place.

The Taoist temple was built in the city, occupying a small area and a small space, with only three floors in total.

When Tian Buli got halfway there, he saw a group of people cleaning the altar, so he walked over.

Qi Daozon was also nearby, and upon seeing this he strode over.

Before Qi Dao Zong and Tian Buli got close, he saw a young Taoist stopping Tian Buli.

"I just heard someone shouting outside the door, but was it you who shouted?"

Tian Buli saw that the man looked handsome, about 20 or 30 years old, and was wearing a blue Taoist robe, so he said politely, "That's right. There was a group of women outside blocking the way, so I asked them to make way."

The man said sternly: "Then do you know that this is a quiet place in the Taoist sect?!"

"Shuangming, don't be rude." An old Taoist came over.

Tian Buli looked at the old Taoist priest holding a floating handle and wearing a yellow Bagua Taoist robe, and quickly and politely saluted, "Greetings, Taoist priest!"

The old Taoist looked at Tian Buli and said with a smile, "I heard that Daoist Liuyun accepted a young disciple when he was away last year. It seems that it is you. I am the master of Thunder Peak in Yanxia Mountain, Daoist Yu Lei. You can just call me Uncle Master."

Seeing that this person acknowledged his identity as a disciple of Yanxia Mountain, Tian Buli quickly and politely said, "Disciple Tian Buli, hello to my uncle!"

Yu Leizi stroked his beard and nodded, "Yes, you have good aptitude. Many years ago, I had no intention of accepting disciples, so I taught you an external martial art to select disciples."

Tian Buli knew that it was Lei Ba Gong.

Yu Leizi smiled and said, "In addition to the skills I taught you, the princess's master in the sect, Taoist Jingshui, also taught her the Spring Water Skills."

"Your master did not pass down those superficial skills. I didn't expect you to learn the methods of the Thunder and Water Peaks and become her disciple. Now the energy of Thunder, Water, Cloud and Mist is in harmony with each other, which is a blessing for our Yanxia Mountain."

"You are all my disciples of Yanxia Mountain, and you are all members of the Dao Sect. From now on, I will not ask you to live and die together, or share happiness and happiness together, but fellow disciples also have fellow disciples' friendships, so don't confront each other, and don't be incompatible."

Tian Buli developed respect for the old Taoist priest and said respectfully, "Yes, Uncle Master!"

Yu Leizi smiled and said, "I heard you say that the highest virtue is like water. Do you want to practice the way of water?"

Tian Buli said quickly: "No, I'm seeking the way to immortality!"

Yu Leizi heard many people say this, "I can't teach you that. I didn't even ask for it myself."

Tian Buli said embarrassedly: "Uncle Master, you are too modest. Uncle Master, you have the spirit of an immortal. One day you will be able to ascend to the immortal world and live forever!"

Yu Leizi stroked his beard and smiled, "What a pity, you have a strong murderous nature, but you also know how to restrain yourself. It would be great if you could learn my thunder technique."

Of course, Tian Buli couldn't betray his master. Whether it was good or bad, it was very difficult to change his master's decision. Yu Leizi didn't force it. "There are four sects in Yanxia Mountain: Thunder, Water, Wind, and Cloud. All four sects know some rain-making techniques. I won't teach you anything. You can just be a Taoist boy with a few fellow disciples and see my Taoist magic."

"Yes! Thank you, uncle master!" Tian Buli thanked him quickly.

Yu Leizi looked at a young Taoist boy who was sweeping the floor nearby, "Mingkong, come here."

The young Taoist boy stood up, turned around and saw this side, then quickly walked over with a broom.

This was a female Taoist child, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. She had her hair tied in a knot like a man, but both her face and the two knots in front of her body were obviously that of a woman, and there were no male characteristics on her throat.

"Master!" Mingkong bowed respectfully.

Yu Leizi said: "Take him to clean the altar and explain the rules to him. Don't mess things up."

The female Taoist child quickly obeyed the order, "Yes! Master!"

Tian Buli followed the woman out and no longer disturbed Yu Leizi from preparing to pray for rain.

"Senior Sister, my name is Tian Buli. What should I do now?"

Mingkong said quickly: "I just joined this year, which means I am later than you. You can just call me Junior Sister."

"Okay, junior sister!" Tian Buli acknowledged his junior sister with a smile.

Mingkong took the broom and walked to the place where he had just swept the floor. "This place has not been used for more than a year. There is mostly dust and leaves on the ground. You pick up the leaves on the ground with a basket, and I will sweep the dirt."

"Okay." Tian Buli did not despise the humble job. He bent down and started picking up the rotten leaves covered in mud.

Seeing him squatting down to work, Mingkong began to introduce what happened this time.

"The instruments for praying for rain were all brought down from the mountain. Usually, they are kept by the brothers who came up front. The brothers all know how to draw talismans. When praying for rain, dozens of yellow talismans are used."

"After cleaning, we will start chanting. Do you know the Taoist scriptures?"

Tian Buli said quickly: "No."

Mingkong said happily, "I don't think you know how to do that. We can just sit at the back. The master and brothers will take care of the rain-praying. Remember not to make trouble and don't get up in the middle of the process."

"If you act disrespectfully when praying for rain, it will be a serious sin and will affect future prayers for rain. At that time, I will definitely expel you from my sect."

Mingkong educated his senior brother strictly, but also told him what he knew.

Tian Buli listened carefully and worked seriously.

If you enter the Taoist sect normally, you will still have to do the necessary menial work.

Without hard work like making fire, fetching water, cooking and washing clothes, how can you easily find the great way?

Soon, the ground was cleaned and gradually dried after being exposed to the sun for more than ten minutes.

There has been plenty of rain this year, so there is no need to pray for rain. However, in addition to agricultural irrigation, we must also ensure that no troublesome things such as floods occur during the flood season.

After it rains early, there will be less rain later. Raining while the weather is hot can ensure that it won’t rain during the days when the wheat is ripe.

Rain during the wheat ripening period will affect the yield and harvest, and is also not conducive to storage.

Good weather and good harvests not only help with watering the fields, but also ensure that it rains when it should, and does not rain when it should not, so that people can control the weather.

The tributes have been placed and the venue has been cleaned. Another senior brother checked the number of each magical instrument and flag, and after confirming that everything was correct, he went to pay a visit to Yu Lei Zi.

Soon, Yu Leizi, holding a whisk, led a group of Taoists into the altar.

Tian Buli changed into a Taoist robe and walked at the end with Weiming.

Qi Dao Zong, the prince and other officials and dignitaries stood on a distant pavilion and watched.

The women did not come in, they were all waiting at the foot of the mountain.

The Holy Emperor's parents had passed away long ago, and there was no honorable Empress Dowager or Buddha in the Tianyue Dynasty. The Holy Emperor never worshipped his parents and ancestors, so that was the case among the people.

Taoists also have their own dignity. People like Yu Lei Zi are true masters.

It's not a monkey show, why are so many people watching?
Soon Yu Lei Zi came on stage to perform a ritual. He was the only one on the stage while the other Taoists were sitting around the square altar reciting Taoist scriptures and thunder rituals.

Tian Buli didn't know how to recite the sutra, as this sutra belonged to the inner sect of Yanxia Mountain, but he just listened quietly.

Yellow flags were flying nearby, and Yu Lei Zi was chanting the names of several gods in charge.

The gods who control wind, rain, thunder and lightning are Taoist gods, not Buddhist gods, so ordinary monks cannot pray for rain even if they know Buddhism.

Yu Lei Zi burned the talisman paper, held the wooden sword in one hand and raised the whisk to the sky in the other.

The old Taoist's robe rustled in the wind like a cloak, and his beard also flew up.

Tian Buli did not feel the wind, but when he looked up, he saw dark clouds approaching from the horizon, followed by gusts of gentle breeze.

The sky became gloomy, and in an instant it was covered with thunderclouds.

The roar came as ordered, and amid the rumbling thunder, raindrops as big as beans fell on the ground nearby.

The brothers in front of Tian Buli stopped chanting and just sat quietly in the rain waiting.

Tian Buli raised his head and glanced at Yu Leizi.

Yu Leizi stood quietly on the altar, motionless, and made a gesture of thanks.

The command flags on the altar rustled, white smoke rose slowly from the incense burner, the rain in the sky deliberately avoided the altar, and bright light came down from the thick dark clouds and shone there.

Tian Buli quickly lowered his head and waited quietly for the ritual to end.

About half an hour later, the wind and rain stopped.

The clouds and rain dispersed, the sun in the sky began to shine again, and it became hotter.

Yu Leizi turned around and walked down from the altar.

His clothes were still dry, and there was not a single drop of water on his hair and beard. On the contrary, the disciples around him were all soaked.

The officials from Qi Tianfu quickly went over to express their gratitude.

Tian Buli was thinking about where to change clothes when Yu Leizi looked over here.

"Weiming, you have a cold body and are often sick. You have been caught in the rain. Take the offerings from the altar and share them with your brothers and sisters to drive away the coldness in your body."

Wei Ming said quickly: "Yes! Disciple thanks the master!"

Many dignitaries nearby also wanted to eat the tribute, but they didn't expect that this time the Taoist priest would share it himself.

The prince quickly asked, "Master, why is this time different from the past? I remember that in previous years, the tributes were only moved at night."

Yu Leizi smiled and said, "Each place has its own rules. In fact, we can leave after the rain stops. The heavenly officials are busy going to other places to make it rain, so why would they stay here for long?"

The prince looked at the Taoists who had gone up to divide the tribute. The tribute was not much, just five plates of food, and the dozen or so Taoists finished them all in just two bites each.

(End of this chapter)