At midnight, Zhang Daoran withdrew all the formations and said to Bai Yiyuan beside him: "Get into practice..."

The river is three miles away. In order to hone Bai Yiyuan, Zhang Daoran did not use his magical powers to dig a well here. However, this method was not possible to count on Bai Yiyuan to carry water and water the flowers, plants and trees in the Taoist temple.

Bai Yiyuan picks up some water every day, eats and drinks enough, waters flowers, plants and trees, and then opens up a small vegetable garden, which is obviously not enough.

"Squeak..."

Bai Yiyuan had already sat down cross-legged. He resisted a little when he heard Zhang Daoran's order.

In the yard, you can get close to nature, but in the room, the walls around you always feel more restrained.

"If you want to practice in the yard, just practice in the yard. It will rain soon..."

Zhang Daoran turned around and entered his room, no longer caring about Bai Yiyuan.

At this time, the sky is full of stars, so where will there be rain?

After all, Bai Yiyuan had just been spiritual and had a child of only five or six years old. He sat in the yard with some stubbornness, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and practiced.

“Wow…”

Before I started practicing, I felt the cool breeze.

"Click..."

A thunder that ran through the sky sounded in mid-air with a thunder and lightning.

"Squeak..."

Bai Yiyuan instinctively felt a little scared, covered his ears and ran into his room, hid behind the door, and looked outside. He saw that the starry sky was already covered with clouds at some point.

The sky was dark and I could hardly see my five fingers.

There was lightning and thunder in the air, and Bai Yiyuan quickly closed the door, but he was very curious. Although he didn't understand the formation, Zhang Daoran had set up the formation before. The Taoist temple was full of spring, and the breeze was blowing.

Outside the formation, the strong wind does not enter, the dust does not fall, and the rain does not fall naturally...

It's like a small world, isolated from the world.

For some reason, the rain began to fall...

“Wow…”

The heavy rain poured down, instantly moistening the earth and nourishing the flowers, plants and trees.

"It's too dry here. I'm counting on a source. I don't know when these flowers, plants and trees will be watered."

Therefore, Zhang Daoran knew that it would rain at midnight, so he removed the formation.

The heavy rain is hundreds of miles in a radius, and the villagers don’t need to ask for rain this time...

Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged in the room, and practiced every night for many years. It was a compulsory course. When he reached Zhang Daoran's level, his strength improved by a slightest bit, which was a great breakthrough.

The Taoist practice needs to be polished slowly, and the magic power in the body needs to be purified slowly. The realm needs to be constantly stable and progress in stability. Every day, practice, comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and peek at the way of heaven. Only by accumulating over time can we accumulate little and become a river...

......

"Midnight is coming soon..."

At this time, the three young people were in Zhangzhuang and Zhang Wenhua's home, and the three young people were also in Zhang Wenhua's home.

At this time, stars are everywhere in the sky, and it looks like a clear weather with cloudlessness and a clear sky.

Zhang Wenhua looked up at the sky and finally said dejectedly: "Sure enough, there are too few worships. That Taoist Master Daoxuan refuses to rain for us..."

Zhang Wenhua felt a little bitter. Their family, the entire village, has a radius of hundreds of miles, and it has not rained for a long time. Before the summer harvest, there had been more than a month of rain. Now the most suitable season for summer planting has passed. Seeing the severe drought in the world, even if they plant grain seeds, the seeds will not take root or sprout without water.

"If you delay any further, you will really have no food and drink..."

The government has a heavy tax revenue, and it is almost like planting two seasons of grain. The harvest of half of the season is their...

They rely on the weather for their meals. If they don’t rain, they can only wait...

I originally wanted to ask for rain from the Taoist practitioners, but in each of their villages, they offered a lot of sacrifices. In the end, the disciples of Qingyang Sect, the Immortal Sect of Qingyang Town failed to ask for rain...

"It must be because we disliked the small amount of worship... but in our village, this is the most wealth we can collect, and almost every family has been emptied... If you want more, it's really gone..."

Zhang Wenhua sighed dejectedly, but had no choice.

"Sixth Master..."

A young man standing in the yard suddenly said, "The wind is blowing... This kind of wind is judged well, so cool, this is the prelude to raining..."

The climate of the world is changing and unpredictable, but in summer, before it rains, especially before heavy rain, it is always accompanied by a cool wind.

"It's gathering... Master Liu, gathering..."

"KaKa..."

Suddenly, two lightning bolts in the air cut through the sky, almost connecting the world, and there was no end to see.

"Thunder!"

The young man danced and yelled excitedly, not afraid of waking up other people's houses.

"It's raining...it's really raining!"

“It’s raining!”

Zhang Wenhua also rushed into the yard, shouted excitedly, and knelt down on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Sanqingguan: "A real person and great master!"

It's really raining!

Zhang Daoran's language is really accurate!

As a monk who predicted the arrival of heavy rain, Zhang Daoran could take this opportunity to take away their money and pretend to ask for rain...

At that time, the villagers will not only know nothing, but will also praise his request for rain.

But Zhang Daoran didn't take any money at the beginning, and even did not hide the news that the rain would fall at midnight...

"This is the real monk!"

Zhang Wenhua shouted, it was finally difficult to keep quiet in the village, and many people got up one after another...

......

In Sunzhuang, Sun Kezhen's house.

Unlike Zhang Wenhua's family who is accompanied by young people, Sun Kezhen's family is the only one.

Looking at the hourglass in the house, Sun Kezhen sighed: "I used to think you were really a noble and noble god like Taoist Qingsong who was not as good as the world... Now it seems that there are too few offerings..."

Sun Kezhen was a little worried. He was not the village chief and there were many things, so he naturally could not make a choice.

Now the village is almost penniless and cannot produce a copper plate. How can I increase the offerings?

"Huh...the wind is so cool!"

The moment the hourglass was completely leaking, Sun Kezhen felt a cool breeze blowing on his face. In the hot summer, this cool breeze can definitely cool down for the villagers.

"Have you gathered in the clouds?"

Originally, the sky was full of stars, but now there is no star.

The whole sky seemed to have lost its light and could not see its five fingers.

"KaKa..."

In an instant, when the first thunder sounded, the lightning flashed, illuminating the sky.

“Wow…”

The heavy rain poured down, and in a flash, the yard was filled with water.

"It's really effective!"

Sun Kezhen was shocked and excited. He ran around in the rain, venting the depression caused by the drought.

"We must take incense to worship and go to the Sanqing Temple. We have misunderstood the Tao Xuan Zhenren!"

Sun Kezhen was ashamed: "We all judge the gentleman with the heart of a villain... What a moral cultivation of Taoist Zhenren, saying that there is rain, there is really rain, and there is no money left behind!"

......

The heavy rain woke up the sleeping villagers.

In various villages, it became lively at night in an instant.

There has been no rain for a long time. At this moment, it is raining heavily, and they really want to sing and dance...

......

It was raining heavily, and it was only when it was clear that the heavy rain slowly stopped.

The villagers did not sleep all night and walked out of the yard one by one to congratulate each other.

Heavy rain falls from the sky, for them, it is infinite vitality and endless wealth... relying on the sky to make a living, this is a gift!
Chapter completed!