At a glance, the refugees all over the ground were a mass of darkness, with thin bodies, sallow faces, and chapped lips without a trace of blood. They were looking in the direction of the altar, full of piety.
On the altar, Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, then stood up from the futon and looked around.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Ming. The King of Qi, Tang Mingzhao, the gentry, and the common people all opened their eyes wide, wanting to know whether they had prayed for rain this time.
Among the crowd, there were also many gentry who sneered and wanted to see his joke. For them, no rain was unavailable. When these refugees left, all their land would belong to these squires.
"National Master, what's going on?" The moment Su Ming stood up, Qi King Li Nian hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Your Highness, please be patient and wait and see!" Su Ming stepped forward and appeared in the sky in a flash.
"The wind is coming!"
Suddenly, the light dimmed, and wisps of clouds gathered, covering the sun in the blink of an eye. Soon, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and then the wind roared loudly.
Howling, in the blink of an eye, strong winds blew across the sky across Qingzhou, blowing away the heat of the scorching sun. As the wind gradually picked up, the eyes of the victims on the ground burst into eager joy. Is it going to rain?
When the officials and gentry next to the altar saw this scene, their expressions remained unchanged and they didn't know what they were thinking. However, King Qi Li Nian on the altar was overjoyed. It was finally going to rain and Qingzhou was saved!
The clouds continued to gather, and Su Ming continued to integrate the water vapor he brought from the East China Sea into the clouds and dispersed them to various places. As the clouds became thicker and thicker, the air gradually became moist.
"Thunder comes!"
The black clouds kept rolling, gathering more and more, covering the entire sky, and then the clouds continued to rub against each other.
"Crack!"
A dazzling white light flashed across a hundred miles, electric snakes danced wildly, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the expectant faces of the people.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder echoed in everyone's ears. Almost instantly, the people of Qingzhou ran out of their homes in unison. On the streets of Lidao, the victims outside the city also got up from the ground and looked at the sky.
The loud thunder fell in their ears, and instead of frightening them, it was like the most beautiful sound in the world.
"Wow!"
Immediately afterwards, there was another rumble of thunder, and the clouds became thicker and thicker, covering the entire Qingzhou sky.
The next moment, the sky seemed to open a floodgate, and heavy rain poured down. The sound of wind mixed with the sound of rain, and the thunder gradually stopped.
"Crash!"
Big raindrops fell on people, hurting their faces, but no one ran away. Everyone looked up to the sky, feeling the cold rain. The entire Qingzhou was enveloped by a heavy rain.
The people of Qingzhou have been looking forward to this rain for a long time!
Tick tock, the raindrops fell on Li Nian. He stretched out his palms, feeling the power of the falling raindrops, and suddenly laughed. His gray hair was soaked by the rain. The people under the altar were already in a mess, cheering continuously.
Even some officials were filled with joy and cried excitedly. In the past seven months, they had suffered a lot. After all, not all officials were colluding with the gentry to embezzle disaster relief money and food.
At this moment, almost everyone was immersed in joy.
Throughout Qingzhou, with a radius of thousands of miles, people in other places also cheered, "It's raining, it's raining!"
"It was the Imperial Master who saved us."
"Little old man, thank you, Master National Master."
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All the hopes of the people turned into full of joy. As long as it rained, they would have hope. They gritted their teeth and endured it. Tomorrow spring, with the help of the government, they would be able to grow food and live and work in peace and contentment again.
After laughing up to the sky, Li Nian slowly left the altar and came below. The waiter on the side wanted to hand over an umbrella, but he refused.
He came to the officials in Qingzhou and glanced at their faces one by one. "Everyone, the Imperial Preceptor has lived up to everyone's expectations and prayed for heavy rain for Qingzhou to save the people of Qingzhou. I will definitely ask for merit for the Imperial Preceptor in front of my father." , what do you think?"
"The merits of the national teacher are immeasurable, and I second the proposal." At this moment, both officials who wanted it to rain and officials who didn't want it to rain had to agree to Li Nian's proposal.
In any case, with this rain, the drought in Qingzhou will temporarily ease, and the pressure on the government will be reduced a lot. The national master Pudu Cihang is the biggest contributor.
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Thousands of miles high in the sky, Su Ming carried it with one hand, a faint smile on his face, and his eyes full of joy.
As the rain continued to fall, the words Pudu Cihang spread quickly. Even before the rain, the Qingzhou government had already spread the news that the national master Pudu Cihang wanted to pray for rain.
Not only Ning'an Prefecture, but other prefectures and counties have also built altars to pray for rain. Now, after successfully praying for rain, the four words Pudu Cihang are truly deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and the thoughts of tens of millions of people. Continuously converging on him.
The luck value on the panel is also rising, changing with every breath. In the blink of an eye, it has reached 300,000. In his sea of consciousness, golden relics are also condensing. This is the power of faith. of crystallization.
It can be said that the luck gained from this rain alone is worth his two years of work.
It's a pity that such an opportunity to show mercy is extremely rare. If the court can't solve it, it won't be his turn to do it.
Now, he can go through the tribulation of the soul with peace of mind.
"Certainly!"
As the last piece of the puzzle was completed, Su Ming felt relieved. Then he threw the Bodhi beads and placed them around the golden bowl. Suddenly, nine beads formed a magic circle to protect the golden bowl.
Then, Su Ming engraved the seal, and every three days there would be a rain covering the entire Qingzhou.
Moreover, he made adjustments according to the different conditions in various places, so that the land will not be short of water or cause floods. It will not stop until the water source in the golden bowl is exhausted.
He estimated that it would take almost a month to use up the water he brought from the East China Sea.
In one month, Su Ming will officially pass through the heavenly tribulation and enter the realm of the soul.
After leaving the golden bowl here, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared, returning to the altar in Ning'an City.
Seeing him appear, Qi King Li Nian, who was under the altar, bowed to Su Ming and bowed to Su Ming, regardless of how wet he was. "Thank you, Master, for relieving Qingzhou's worries."
Following this shout of thanks, other officials and the surrounding people also shouted.
"Thank you, Imperial Master."
The loud voice resounded through the sky, drowning out the sound of the rain. Su Ming nodded, showing a kind and warm smile, "Everyone, please stand up. This poor monk is just trying his best and does not deserve such a great gift. Get up quickly." After speaking, he raised his palm slightly, and an invisible force lifted up everyone who was kneeling on the ground.
