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Chapter 61 [Incense Magic]

After four years, the white divine talisman in Chen Sheng's Yin Shen had already turned into a scarlet red color.

At this moment, when he was casting his magic, the whole talisman shone brightly and vibrated all over. The incense and vows stored in it were rapidly consumed and turned into invisible waves that spread rapidly to all directions of heaven and earth.

Thousands of people gathered around Chen Sheng, praying frantically for rain, but at this moment he heard more voices in the dark.

"God, please let it rain soon."

"The Great Sage Master said that the blind Heaven is dead, and now it is the Yellow Lord who rules the heavens.

God, if it rains again, this year's summer grain will be secure."

“There are six people in the family. We provide two meals a day for the strong laborers and one meal a day for the elderly, women and children. We can barely eat the leftover wheat from last year until the wheat harvest.

I hope there will be more rain this month, so that we can have enough food and pay off the debts we have accumulated over the years."

"Mom, I'm hungry. Can we cook a full meal after the grain is harvested at the end of May?"

……

The distracting thoughts from the massive amount of incense burning hit Chen Sheng's will like a tide, trying to assimilate him into a god whose soul was filled with only love and compassion for all living beings.

Crackling!

A flash of lightning flashed in Chen Sheng's soul, and the clear lightning that moved around was like water, instantly washing away the distracting thoughts of incense and fire that were like the invasion of foreign demons.

The next moment, his Yin Spirit had returned to its bright and clear state like the moon, and he roared.

"Hurry up and obey the command—

The gentle rain fell for three days, wetting my mulberry fields;
The earth veins are restored to the nine springs, saving the lives of our people."

The invisible fluctuations in the talisman quickly spread to the dark clouds rolling overhead.

The wind was blowing, the lightning was thundering.

The intense friction between the clouds generates electricity, and tree-like lightning forks meander out in the dark clouds, continuously driving the entire rainfall process to continue.

The magic power was used to pull billions of pounds of water vapor from the East China Sea across a distance of thousands of miles to Julu, breaking it up and condensing it into tiny water droplets.

Click!

As a thunderbolt tore through the sky, bean-sized raindrops finally poured down freely.

Wow!
Raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the farmer's straw hat, the withered wheat, and the dry earth... nourishing all things in the world equally.

At the moment the rain fell, Chen Sheng's perception was inseparably connected with the dark clouds above his head. Like an indifferent god, he cast his gaze from the clouds and looked down at the ground.

In the fields, villages, towns and cities within a radius of nearly a thousand miles in Julu County, which were shrouded in rain, one could see tiny human figures looking up at the sky.

"It's raining!"

"Huang Tian Bless!"

"Long live the Great and Good Teacher."

"Good days! The good days of full warehouses every year are all brought by the Taiping Dao."

"Bring peace to all eternity!"

……

Although the distance was extremely far, the voices of hundreds of thousands of people in Julu County all floated into Chen Sheng's heart at this moment.

Like a breeze rippling the surface of the water, it had just caused a few ripples in my heart when it was wiped out by the lightning.

Afterwards, the pure incense and vows transformed from gratitude were absorbed by the divine talisman and transformed into reserve divine power for the next advancement, which was stored deep in the divine talisman.

Then, a crimson light emanated from it, infecting, feeding, and nourishing the Yin spirit. This is how Shinto practice works: using the power of sentient beings' wishes to bless all living beings and gaining some of their faith as a reward in return.

It looks like a business of equal exchange.

The heavy rain lasted for two incense sticks.

By the time Chen Sheng had absorbed this greatest wave of faith, it was just when the clouds had cleared and the rain had stopped. Although some sporadic wish power still flowed into the divine talisman, he no longer needed to use all his strength to refine it.

The hot wind has turned cold, and the dry land within a thousand miles has been completely soaked. The rain has washed away the dust on the wheat, and the endless wheat fields are as green as jade.

There are water droplets hanging on the leaves, frogs croaking in the canal, and raindrops dripping from the eaves.

The sunlight broke through the clouds, and the bright sunshine hit the ground, forming golden beams of light, one of which happened to fall on Chen Sheng.

The seventy-eight zhang tall peach tree was full of vitality. Chen Sheng, sitting on it, was graceful and looked ethereal like a god.

Even his inconspicuous gray robe had a hint of fairy air.

Even the big man and the eunuch, two people who were used to seeing the world in Luoyang, were shocked by his demeanor at this moment, not to mention the farmers around him.

Thousands of people knelt in the mud and kowtowed, as if they were worshiping him as a living god.

……

After the sky cleared up for a while, Chen Sheng opened his eyes.

He returned to normal from his previous angelic appearance.

But if you look closely, you can still vaguely see the interweaving of thunder and fire in his pupils. That is the divine appearance that can hardly be suppressed when he is constantly refining incense.

Those with weak soul strength who look into his eyes will often have their minds polluted by the distracting thoughts in his Yin Spirit, and may also be harmed by the Five Elements Lightning.

This was not at all the power that a cultivator of the Wind Tribulation Realm could possess, but the incense and vows of hundreds of thousands of people had allowed him to experience in advance the distress of such a high-level cultivator.

So, Chen Sheng glanced at the crowd below, his gaze lingered briefly on two incompatible figures on the periphery, and then he closed his eyes again.

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of talismanic water condensed in the air, turning into crystal water droplets that sprinkled on the surrounding farmers.

With the nourishment of this water, people's long-standing rheumatism can be mostly cured, some minor typhoid fever and headaches will be cured in an instant, and those who are healthy will feel energetic and full of vitality.

For a moment, countless praises for Huang Tianhe and the Great Sage Master were heard under the peach tree.

"Fellow villagers, please go away."

Chen Sheng's voice was gentle, but it contained a divine power that could not be blocked, which made ordinary people unconsciously want to obey what he said.

So, thousands of people immediately stood up and dispersed in all directions, reluctant to leave and looking back every few steps.

Seeing this scene, Chen Sheng felt a little sorry.

According to his idea, after a large-scale miracle like praying for rain, it would be best to hold a grand celebration immediately and participate deeply in it and have fun with the believers.

In this way, the cohesion of believers can be strengthened through the sense of ritual, and the image of charity and friendliness can be maintained.

But since he began to absorb the power of faith on a large scale, it was easy for ordinary people to suffer serious psychological trauma if they approached him, so he was forced to keep his distance from the crowd.

In addition, the productivity of the small peasant era could not support too frequent celebrations, so this idea had to be abandoned.

After most of the people had dispersed, Chen Sheng stood up from where he was and walked down to the ground step by step as if he was stepping on a staircase in the void.

The moment his feet touched the ground, two people came up to him and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Cui Yi, the gatekeeper of Luoyang's Upper East Gate." "Miao Si, the Little Yellow Gatekeeper of the North Palace."

"We two, following the orders of Your Majesty, respectfully invite the Great and Good Master to move his immortal body to Luoyang for a permanent residence."

(End of this chapter)