MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 555 【Fang Chang's experience】

  Chapter 555 [Fang Chang's experience]

  Out of justice, Fang Chang reminded:

   "I have also read these methods of praying for rain from the letter, but I feel that they are not effective."

  Hearing this comment, Feng Tong frowned, and then relaxed it. He sighed: "No matter what, we still have to try."

  Fang Chang nodded, didn't say anything more, but turned around to rest. Feng Tong called two servants to accompany him to serve, and then he took the letter and turned around to report to the nearby state government office.

  ...

  The event of praying for rain came quickly.

  Because the heavy rain is already very urgent in the state city at this time, both the officials and the people have shown extreme enthusiasm after hearing that there is a new rain prayer ceremony available.

  Affected by this atmosphere, Feng Tong and their well-organized practitioners also seized the time.

  When the top and bottom work together, things move very fast.

  After Feng Tong reported the matter, a large number of manpower and materials were mobilized immediately. It only took half a day to prepare the venue and materials for the ceremony.

  Chang Fang rested in the management facility for half a day, and then he was invited to watch the new rain praying ceremony.

  In the past half a day, Feng Tong and several companions had already become familiar with the rituals, procedures, techniques, spells and other steps mentioned in the letter. When the scheduled time came, Feng Tong and his two companions, wearing robes, stepping on gang steps, and holding seven-star swords, went up to the rain-praying platform under the watchful eyes of many officials and common people.

   "Duh!"

  Feng Tong shouted, and then he swung his sword, burned amulets, and chanted mantras meticulously according to the rituals mentioned in the letter.

  Fang Chang had already read the contents of the letter, and he knew in his heart that the ceremony of praying for rain that Feng Tong was conducting was effective. Sure enough, just a moment later, several dark clouds gathered. Along with the dark clouds came a cool breeze and a few thunder and lightning.

  When the people saw this scene, they were overjoyed. Some covered their faces and wept bitterly, some jumped and shouted, and some knelt on the ground, facing the sky with open arms. Even the chief officials in the state who have always cultivated their spirits showed uncontrollable smiles.

   After a while, the wind gradually died down, and at the same time, raindrops began to fall.

  After the raindrops fell on their skin, the common people could hardly restrain their emotions. They didn't hide from the rain, but just stood in the rain.

   It's a pity that this scene only lasted for two quarters of an hour.

   Overall, the rain just now was not heavy, and even the rain can be considered sparse.

  As the rain gradually diminished, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the excited faces of the people became gloomy again. Everyone was so excited that they couldn't bear the ups and downs. Many people showed signs of collapse.

  The saddest thing is that after seeing hope, you stop before it.

   Fortunately, there is more than one way of praying for rain in the letter.

  Feng Tong stood on the altar, and according to the letter, tried all the methods one after another, and the time came to noon of the next day. Many onlookers watched it from the beginning to the end with longing, unwilling to leave.

   But generally speaking, the effect of praying for rain this time is lacklustre.

   Exactly as Fang Chang expected, only two or three of these rain praying ceremonies have any effect.

  And the two or three rainfalls together only exceeded the level of wet land. The seedlings in the field may get a half-month respite, but if they still fail to find a complete solution during this process, this year's harvest will still inevitably fail.

  At the end, the chief official of the state asked Feng Tong who had stepped down:

   "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, I don't know if this ceremony...can be held a few more times?"

"It's not possible." Because the effect of praying for rain is not very good, and the continuous practice is very exhausting, and Fengtong's complexion is not good. All these rain-prayer ceremonies have an interval ranging from three to six months, and holding the ceremony forcibly during this period will not have any effect, and it will only waste manpower and material resources."

   Zhizhou sighed:

   "Okay, the next thing depends on a few gentlemen. I'll go back to sleep first, and then continue to seek some relief from the higher-ups... During this time, everyone has worked hard."

  ...

  After the matter was over, several people left here directly to go back. Naturally, a large number of people will clean up the venue and high platform used for the ceremony.

  Back in the building, seal with Fang Chang and say:

   "I don't know what sir thinks about today's ceremony, is there any need for improvement?"

  Fang Chang shook his head and said:

"Your mind is pure and you are very proficient in studying the process, so after the whole ceremony, the effect has already been brought into play to the point of 120%. Even if someone from the northwest comes in person, it will not be better. The reason for the effect Not good, but because of the weather, there is too little water vapor around, even less than in the northwest.”

  Feng Tong smiled wryly:

   "It seems that this is the reason. With such a large area in the state, water can be created out of thin air. No one can do it. We can only rely on the surrounding water vapor."

   "It's a pity, it's God's will, so there is nothing to do."

Then Feng Tong turned to Fang Chang and continued: "Sir, if there is no urgent matter, you can stay here for a while. If my brother has a new method, I hope you can watch it from the sidelines. If you have any shortcomings, please let me know." Feel free to teach me."

  Feng Tong also had the mentality of cuddling grass and hitting rabbits.

  This Mr. Fang has a high level of cultivation, so he may be able to help. Anyway, there is no shortage of rooms here, and the dining hall does not lack a pair of chopsticks. And each cultivator will have all kinds of strange abilities, if it can be used in some direction, it will definitely be of great value.

   For this, Fang Chang has nothing to do.

  But he dodged out first, and jumped onto the top of the city gate, the height of the city wall.

  Standing on the top of the city gate, Fang Chang looked at the terrain in Zhouli, and felt that it was still not enough. Compared with this short city gate tower, the area of ​​this state is too large to have a complete picture.

  So Fang Chang jumped off from the top of the city gate. Right at the city gate, he stepped up to the top of the cloud and rose to a high altitude to look down on the land.

  The state is in a drought, there are no clouds rich in water vapor to obstruct the line of sight, and the terrain below is unobstructed.

  Fang Chang saw that there was a big river a hundred miles to the south of Zhoucheng. The river is fairly wide, but the farmland on both sides of the river still doesn't look like the original color from a distance. .

  Suddenly, Fang Chang's heart moved, and he was about to go over to take a look at the situation.

   It happened that he was on the cloud, and he was too lazy to rush to the ground.

  So Fang Chang drove Yuntou and flew towards the direction of the big river. It only took more than ten breaths, and he crossed the short distance of a hundred miles and came to the river.

  When he got here, he knew it in his heart.

  Due to the impact of the drought, the river surface is much lower than the river bank, far less than the water level in previous years. Therefore, the original ditches and even the waterwheels cannot be used, and even the big families are unable to update the facilities to ensure some harvests.

  The seedlings on both sides of the river bank occasionally grow strong in small pieces, which is also the poor result that the people have spent a lot of effort to irrigate with buckets.

  (end of this chapter)