Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 56 Qian Yuan Yong Jiu
Chen Beimo's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked with a smile: "I wonder how you would like me to make a move?"

“This Qian Yuan Jiu Yi Plate can connect heaven and earth and turn clouds and rain into seasons, but it requires a pure Kan water Qi.

After all, water is the source of life, and all the laws of the world cannot be separated from the word water." Linghu Chu said with a smile.

"Since this is a major event that will benefit the people, I am willing to try my best.

However, I, the Kanshui, must burn incense to inform the gods of their will. I wonder where in the city there is a temple dedicated to the water god? Can I burn incense and pray?" Chen Beimo asked seriously.

"Water God Temple?"

Everyone was stunned. They had never heard of it!

However, Sun Zheng, the head of the Sun family, suddenly remembered and said, "During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Emperor Zhao once canonized hundreds of gods, and one of them was the Great Emperor Xiayuan Shuiguan.

But this deity never appeared in the world, and gradually faded into obscurity."

As soon as these words came out, Prefect Fu understood. He laughed and said, "I see. There is an abandoned temple in the east of the city. I will immediately send people to clean it up and set up the statue. We can burn incense and pray in three or two days at the latest."

Linghu Chu also nodded and said, "I still need some time to gather my energy and practice, so let's set it at noon on the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month. Fellow Daoist Chen, come directly to the altar in the city."

"Okay, thank you all for your help." Chen Beimo bowed with a smile.

Linghu Chu brushed his sleeves and put away the magic weapon, and said with a smile: "If I hadn't stopped the words in the house just now, I'm afraid the wind and snow would have crushed the house. Everyone, please remember that disaster comes from the mouth. These words involve the real person, and once they are spoken, they carry the power of heaven and earth."

"We know." Several people nodded quickly and promised not to reveal a single detail.

Chen Beimo returned home contentedly. He was not afraid that the prefect would ask anything of him, but he was afraid that he would ask nothing of him.

Only when you seek can you gain benefits, gain benefits and benefit yourself.

The carriage slowly returned to the side door of his house, and three or five beggars gathered in front of the door.

Dabao turned around helplessly, looked at his young master, and said: "Young master, look at this..."

Chen Beimo walked down from the carriage, and Xiaobao opened the door and greeted him with a smile.

As he walked past the group of beggars kneeling in front of the door, Chen Beimo walked through without changing his expression.

Returning to the main courtyard, he took off his cloak, brushed off the snow on it, and it felt cold to the touch.

Silver charcoal was burning in the room, making it so warm that it didn't feel like winter.

Soon, three bells rang outside the door and Lao Wu knocked on the door.

"Master, I am here. What can I do for you?"

"Come in." Chen Beimo picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Lao Wu opened the door, and the strong wind outside blew a flake of snow into the room, bringing a cool feeling.

As he looked up, he saw the young master holding a teacup with his slender fingers, sipping the tea, and then said, "Take out all the rice and wheat in the cellar, leaving only ten days' worth of food. Cook the rest into rice porridge or hot soup, and open the porridge at the side door to help the people."

"What? Young Master! Our family bought hundreds of taels of grain, oil, rice and flour at the beginning of winter, filling up the two large cellars." Old Wu was a little shocked and said, "Besides, it's not a question of money now, but the snowstorm is so severe that I'm afraid that even if I have money, I won't have food!"

Chen Beimo put down the fine tea set made of blue smoke porcelain and said calmly, "This disaster will be resolved in ten days at most. By then, the city will naturally return to normal.

Three days later, a water official temple in the east of the city will be opened to burn incense. You will take a thousand taels of silver notes from the treasury and ask people to prepare porridge and give alms in the temple, and spread the word that this water official is the great god who controls the disasters of the world and controls the water laws of the five lakes and four regions. "

"This..." Old Wu was stunned. A thousand taels of silver notes, that's thousands of taels, and they just gave it away like that? How many families in the city could afford to spend thousands of taels of silver at once?
"Did you hear it clearly?" Chen Beimo lowered his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Lao Wu's heart trembled, and he knelt on the ground and said, "I will do it immediately!"

"Go." Chen Beimo stood up and carried him into the room.

Only then did Lao Wu dare to raise his head and look out of the house. The moment he closed the door, he glanced at the young master's back again and felt that there was an invisible aura that made him dare not act rashly.

After Lao Wu left, Chen Beimo went up to the attic. A three-story attic was built in the main courtyard, where he lived alone.

The second floor will contain some gold, silver, treasures and the like, all kept in secret boxes.

On the third floor, there is the gourd containing the elixir of salvation and the magic sword for repelling water.

In addition, there are some small items used in spiritual practice, such as Dharma bells.

There is a bamboo frame against the wall, filled with soft white cotton. Beichen is sleeping inside, hibernating.

He picked up the Water-Repelling Sword. This sword was no longer an ordinary object, but a weapon used by practitioners that was listed as a magical weapon.

Originally it was a bloody and evil sword, but he used the Kanshui Divine Thunder to exorcise evil and eliminate evil spirits, and now it has become a rare water-based killing weapon.

You must be on guard against others. After all, the other party knows the origin of your Taoism, so it is better to be careful.

On a cold and snowy day, the front door of Yushuiyuan was closed, but the side door was wide open.

The servants and maids in the mansion set up a big pot in front of the door to cook rice and porridge. The raging fire and dry wood burned even more vigorously in the wind. A group of beggars who had heard the news gathered in front of the big pot. Even if they were wearing thin clothes on this snowy day, they would not feel cold as long as they saw the steaming rice porridge in the big pot.

By the time the porridge in the big pot was boiling hot and a faint rice aroma was wafting in the air, a long line had formed in front of the side door, and beggars from the neighborhood had all arrived.

After all, the two streets behind Xishui Street are the real slums of Yunzhou City. Many houses have collapsed. They are already poor, and naturally cannot afford the current prices of rice and flour.

Lao Wu was watching the situation from inside the door to prevent the group from causing a commotion and causing casualties.

Dabao stood in front of the pot and shouted, "Today our young master is so kindhearted that he allows us to provide porridge for three days, considering that everyone is hungry and thirsty!

Each person gets a bowl of rice porridge. If you don’t have a bowl, use our small bowl. If you bring your own bowl, take more! ”

Everyone responded with gratitude, saying that Master Chen was a kind man. They glanced at the bowls on the table and saw that they were indeed pitifully small. One bowl was not enough for them to drink in one go. So they took out their own bowls and basins, each of which was ridiculously large.

Da Wang stood beside Lao Wu and said indignantly: "These ungrateful guys, they got a real bargain."

Lao Wu sighed and said, “If I had met a kind-hearted person like Young Master, my poor wife and daughter would not have starved to death.

Among these people, as long as there is one who has received the young master's kindness and keeps it in mind, he or she will remember the young master's kindness when they become successful in the future.

Those landlords and gentry are much more powerful than officials, and it's not just because of money.

"When there are natural disasters or man-made disasters, the common people have to rely on these gentry for help. How can the government have so much energy? After all, it is much better to use this money for disaster relief than to throw it into the red-light district."

That night, Master Chen, a wealthy family in Xishui Street, gave out porridge to the people at a side door. The news spread to the 12 streets of Xifang and even to the East City. Many poor families were grateful to this young wealthy family for being a kind-hearted man.

I don't know when, people started calling him Mr. Chen the Good Man.

Deep in the night I know the snow is heavy, from time to time I hear the sound of bamboo being broken.

In a pottery kiln worker's home, Zhang Datou was sleeping comfortably on a kang. He came from the north so he was used to using a kang in the house. The weather now made his family sleep comfortably. He snored loudly, and his wife beside him tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep despite the noise, but she didn't dare to wake her husband. She could only turn over with her back to him, cover her ears, and hold her eight or nine-year-old son in her arms.

His son kept his eyes wide open at night. He couldn't go out during the day and couldn't fall asleep after sleeping for a long time.

The little child opened his eyes and looked at the white snow outside the window through the paper-covered window.

At three o'clock in the morning, the little boy was about to fall asleep when he suddenly saw a ray of light coming into the house through the crack in the window and then slowly falling on his father.

The child's sleepiness disappeared instantly, his eyes opened wide, he rubbed his eyes but found no white light.

Zhang Datou, who was sleeping, shuddered. He vaguely saw a big river with countless fish and shrimps jumping out of the water tirelessly.

He was so delighted that he hurriedly jumped in to catch the fish.

But the next moment, a whirlpool arose in the river, and a divine man emerged in the mist. He was a priest wearing a divine robe and a divine mask.

Zhang Datou was so frightened that his body went limp and he bowed down, saying, "Greetings to the gods! Greetings to the gods!"

"I am the Water Official Emperor. Now you are shaping my divine body. Please carve it according to my current body shape."

Two giant pythons, one green and one black, appeared in front of the god, standing on the left and right. The green python had a human head and a snake body, while the black python had bright pupils and an imposing aura.

Zhang Datou couldn't stop shaking, and said hurriedly: "I will do my best to shape a divine body for the immortal!"

Before he could say anything, he saw countless fish and shrimps jumping out of the water and surrounding him.

The next moment, he felt suffocated and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a bright light. His wife had already gotten up and opened the bright door and window.

Two officials came over and said in a hurry, "Zhang Datou! Where is the statue that the official asked you to make? Why don't you get started quickly? The work is due tomorrow!"

The scene from his dream popped up in Zhang Da's mind. He shuddered and quickly put on his clothes and said in a hurry, "Hey, officer, I'm coming!"

……

In Yushui Garden, Chen Beimo opened his eyes. Last night, he deliberately entered the dream of the big head and gave his statue a shape.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to build a temple in Yunzhou City. The problem facing the prefect just gave him an excuse, so he naturally had to make good use of it.

As long as the temple is built, there is no need to worry about it not being effective.

During his practice these days, he often had to adjust his breathing and Dharma Qi due to the changes in the cold Qi, and he also had to transform the cold Qi into water Qi, which was quite troublesome.

It seems that the most peaceful state of Yunzhou City is the most suitable environment for cultivation.

Standing in the attic, Chen Beimo could glimpse the poor people at the side door queuing up for porridge, and he couldn't help but sigh.

For the wealthy families, this heavy snow is like a silver spoon caisson, a pink fragrant plum garden, and thousands of jade tiles.

For ordinary people, it was a night of heavy snow and frost that killed people, and a night of cold ice that took people's lives.

He reached out his hand to take the snowflakes, which melted as soon as they touched his palm, and said, "It's better to stop early."

At noon on the twenty-second day of the twelfth lunar month, all the dignitaries gathered at the altars in the city, looking at the man standing on the stage amidst the snow.

Linghu Chu was wearing a dark green robe and holding a small golden round plate in his palm. White snow fell between his black beard and the hot air from his mouth turned into mist.

"Why hasn't Fellow Daoist Chen come yet?"

Prefect Fu took two steps forward and said, "Mr. Chen said that he would go to the Zushi Temple first to burn some incense and pray."

"It has to be done quickly. If we miss the right time, the effectiveness will be three points weaker." Linghu Chu sighed.

"Could it be..."

The people below were muttering to each other, and it was obvious that they were not in a good mood to have a group of dignitaries standing in the cold and snowy weather.

Prefect Fu frowned, glanced at everyone behind him, and said, "Inspector Linghu said that he wants to borrow your noble energy.

If not, how could ordinary people have the good fortune to witness the wonders of immortality?"

Everyone shut up.

Zhang Yunsheng from the Wuxing Marquis's Mansion was also standing in the heavy snow and cold wind, wrapped in a cloak made of black fox fur, and looking at the direction he was coming from. In his heart, this great benefactor of his family was a man of real ability.

But no one has ever seen what this real ability is.

In the heavy snow, a clear bell sounded suddenly. Everyone looked up and saw a young man wearing a jade crown and a cloak walking on the long street in the heavy snow. As he walked, the sound of wind chimes rang, whistling along with the north wind.

"Mr. Chen, you're finally here." Prefect Fu stepped forward and greeted him with a smile, "But what delayed you?"

"No problem. It's just that the Water God Temple is open today, and hundreds of residents are coming to burn incense. I asked them to hang wind bells on the corners of their roofs to pray for the Water God's blessing."

Chen Beimo smiled and took off his cloak. Dabao took his coat in the cold wind and looked at his young master with some heartache.

Prefect Fu was also stunned, because in this snowy weather, the young man in front of him was only wearing a sacrificial robe. Although he looked very handsome, he was too thin.

Chen Beimo picked up the magic sword with one hand, moved his body, and leaped onto the platform, with bells ringing and tassels shaking.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, let's begin."

Linghu Chu nodded and said, "I will activate this magic weapon later, and you will use the Kanshui Faqi to guide the nine hexagrams until the Qianyuan image appears, and the rising qi becomes clouds and the collecting qi becomes water. Fellow Daoist Chen needs to take the risk of taking this sky-high cold qi into his stomach, or transforming it.

"

Chen Beimo nodded solemnly, "I'll do my best!"

Linghu Chu also said: "We are just doing our best and leaving the rest to fate."

He shouted loudly: "Everyone, let's begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Linghu Chu suddenly shook the round plate in his palm, which rose to a height of ten feet, emitting a faint dark yellow light, which was extremely eye-catching.

Linghu Chu made hand gestures with both hands, stepped on the square acupoints, and chanted: "Qian Yuan Nine Uses, then you can see the Heavenly Law! Open!"

Then the disc emitted a circle of dark yellow and thick light, which enveloped the entire altar and even spread to the feet of the dignitaries, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.

Seeing that the formation had been opened, Chen Beimo raised his hands, pinched his fingers to form a Kan, and a soft blue light rose from his palms and merged into the Qianyuan Formation.

The spells in Linghu Chu's hands kept changing, and after the disc rotated nine times, he suddenly shouted: "Great is Qian Yuan, the source of all things, and the ruler of the heavens.

The clouds are moving and the rain is flowing, and the goods are flowing. "

(Twenty-second day of the twelfth lunar month)
(End of this chapter)