The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 134: The Eternal Yin Spirit Can Also Become a Saint

In the fifth year of Zhenguan, Liang Yue was twenty-three years old.

Beyond the sky, there is a world in the clouds.

The soul sits cross-legged in the center, breathing in and out the essence of the clouds.

As the last pill of Cloud God Golden Crystal Pill was swallowed, clouds filled the surroundings, covering his body and merging into it.

In the darkness of night, three inches around the Night Wandering God’s body, clouds turned into strange seal characters, some shaped like clouds and some like raindrops.

Mysterious and profound, gathering and dispersing invisibly.

Liang Yue opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in them.

“After three years of eating clouds, they finally turned into cloud-shaped rain patterns.” Liang Yue let out a long breath.

The cloud-seal rain pattern is the symbol of entry into the Qi-gathering visualization method, representing that one has initially mastered the visualization method and has developed the ability to create clouds and rain.

The soul returns to the body.

In the backyard of the mansion, Liang Yue stood up, spread out his right palm, input true energy, and a wisp of mist flowed between his fingers, and the mist formed white clouds.

His divine sense sensed the surrounding area of seventy feet, seizing the water vapor in the air, and the clouds grew larger and larger.

In the courtyard, dark clouds hung low and water vapor condensed.

Wow...

Heavy rain came from the sky, covering half of the pond. Xuanwu was soaked and didn't know what to do. He stared at his master with wide eyes in confusion.

"You continue, the master will test his magical powers." Liang Yue threw a pill over.

Xuanwu opened his mouth and ate it, then fell asleep to digest the pill.

For more than two hundred years, Xuanwu has not taken action once, but with Xuanwu guarding the mausoleum, one feels safe in the heart.

Liang Yue gathered the clouds back and covered his body in all directions. With a thought, the white clouds turned into morning glow and then changed into other colors. After several attempts, he finally converged with the surrounding environment.

With the help of clouds to cover his body, he flew to the cloud car in the sky.

Walking on the clouds, Liang Yue was like a god in mythology riding on the clouds and mist, traveling around.

Outside the city, the sun was scorching and it hadn't rained for more than half a month, with signs of a small drought.

"Oh, God, why doesn't it rain yet?" sighed the old man.

I guess I'll have to tighten my belt this year, and maybe even have to borrow money.

The eldest and second child had another child this year, and they couldn’t raise them, so they had to give them away.

There is a land temple at the entrance of the village, and the village chief leads the villagers to worship the gods.

"The gods brought rain, the dry land turned into fields, the crops were plentiful, and the people lived in peace and health..."

The old man who also served as the priest performed a strange dance, muttering to himself, and was extremely pious.

There are generally no professional wizards in rural areas. Usually, they are respected elders in the village. Their spells will be passed down to future generations, but they do not make a living by performing rituals.

He usually works on the farm and only comes out when the village needs a sacrifice.

Muramasa was worried. The sacrifices continued for three days, but there was still no sign of rain.

The offerings have changed from fruits, vegetables, chickens and ducks to suckling pigs today. Does that mean we have to kill sheep and cows?
Liang Yue looked down and saw the creatures running around all day long, and the bad weather made them exhausted. He couldn't help but feel pity for them.

"Never mind, give it a try."

Liang Yue sat cross-legged on the clouds, releasing his spiritual thoughts and sensing the clouds in all directions.

With the amplification of the cloud car and its proximity to the clouds, it is easy to gather clouds.

The clouds are getting thicker.

Liang Yue did not cast the spell directly, but used his true Qi to pry the existing clouds and use smaller force to create heavy rain with a wider coverage.

As time goes by, the sky becomes blue and white clouds appear, and the clouds gather deeper and deeper.

A market somewhere in Chang'an city.

Fortune tellers set up stalls and told fortunes for passers-by, some telling about marriage, some telling about future.

A young man in fancy clothes walked up to the stall.

The fortune teller had an immortal look. He stroked his beard and smiled faintly. He raised his head and asked, "What do you want to tell me, sir?"

When the fortune teller saw this person, he sighed inwardly that he had a good face and was at least the descendant of a nobleman. He should say more good things about him.

"I want to calculate when it will rain."

"Pray for rain." The fortune teller frowned and thought, "No rain today, and no rain in the next ten days."

"What about ten days later?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

The young man seemed unconvinced and asked with interest, "What if it rains?"

"I guarantee it with my head!" The fortune teller was sure.

When swallows fly low and snakes cross the river, when ants move like mountains, water tanks sweat and toads croak, it will soon rain heavily.

If you remember the four formulas, you can basically guess the answer. Combined with the seasons and solar terms, the success rate is 90%.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was covered with dense clouds.

Wow….

A drizzle began to fall from the sky.

At this moment, people inside and outside the city cheered.

It’s finally raining!
Among these people, only one person seemed unhappy.

The fortune teller's face changed drastically, and he broke several strands of his beard. He said in a trembling voice, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Haha, you lost."

The young man laughed heartily, saying that today's rain came at the right time.

The fortune teller was about to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The young man waved his hand and said, "I'll spare your life this time. Remember, behave yourself and don't spread rumors to confuse the public."

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go back." said the servant behind the young man.

After saying that, the young man nodded and led his people away.

"Your Majesty? Could it be?" The fortune teller widened his eyes. There was only one person in the world who was called His Majesty... "He is truly an wise ruler. The Tang Dynasty will prosper." The Tang Dynasty had been founded for more than ten years. Although it had unified the country, most people did not feel anything about it. It was estimated that it was not much different from the previous Northern Dynasties. The fortune teller also thought so.

Now it seems that perhaps this heroic leader can create a different prosperous era.

After a long time, the fortune teller calmed down. What really shocked him was the heavy rain that appeared out of nowhere.

Common people believe that rain is sent by the Dragon King, but fortune tellers know that the so-called rain is nothing more than water vapor rising and condensing into clouds. When the water vapor condenses to a certain degree, it will turn into raindrops and fall.

There is nothing special about predicting rain.

But it would be terrible if it rained out of nowhere.

"Could it be that the immortal saint has descended to the world?"

The least superstitious people in the world are often those quacks who pretend to be gods and play tricks on others.

Now they have also become superstitious, which means that things have really happened that they cannot explain.

In the middle of the night, the fortune teller came outside the city.

At this time, the sky has cleared up, the sky is blue and cloudless, and the earth is nourished by the rain and full of vitality.

A rain saved the drought.

Everyone thought it was just a timely rain, but to the fortune teller, this rain was unusual.

He looked into the void. Under the blue sky, there was only a faint cloud.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a figure in the clouds.

Dressed in white robes, he sometimes transforms into a white crane, sometimes into a human, with his facial features blurred, like a dragon with only the head visible but not the tail.

In a flash, the white clouds drifted away, like a mythical god driving a car.

The fortune teller seemed to have his feet burned by something. He jumped up all of a sudden, his face flushed, and shouted excitedly: "Gods, gods! There really are gods!!"

The shouting was so loud that the villagers couldn't sleep, and they only behaved themselves after being beaten up by angry villagers.

Above the clouds, Liang Yue showed a smile with a hint of evil humor.

It's fun to show up occasionally and scare mortals.

Back to the topic, Liang Yue was comprehending his supernatural powers.

It has almost no killing power, but it can be considered a god that influences celestial phenomena.

It can be seen how rare the gods are in the Dharma-Ending Age.

It also further proves that this path is feasible and that the little hairy god can also become a celestial god.

In addition to clouds and rain, there are also wind and thunder.

The road ahead is long and arduous. I will collect more exotic flowers and plants in the future and try to finish my work in this life.

"Even the spirits of the Yin who have endured countless disasters can become saints."

I returned home and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Tongtian Medical Clinic.

In the future, the clinic opened early and was packed with patients.

"Everyone, please be patient, the miracle doctor will be here soon!"

A twelve-year-old boy, sweating profusely, was calming down the anxious crowd, his right leg wrapped in thick bandages.

This person was Li Chengqian, and this time he was really sick.

The reason is the physical conflict caused by blood.

Before the Li family activates their bloodline abilities, they often have problems with their physical bodies. Li Yuan had a headache, Li Shimin almost died from a serious illness when he was a child, and Li Yuanji was not in a clear mind and killed innocent people indiscriminately.

Li Chengqian had problems with the meridians in his right leg.

He fell ill three days ago and has been recuperating at Tongtian Medical Clinic since then.

"The miracle doctor is here!"

Seeing the arrival of the miracle doctor, everyone suddenly quieted down.

Soon, all the patients disappeared.

Li Chengqian said helplessly: "Sir, it's too noisy here. I can't rest quietly. Why don't we move to your house? If you don't like the noise, I can ask the guards to leave."

Liang Yue thought about it and said, "That's fine."

After that, Li Chengqian lived in the Wuyou mansion in the east of the city.

Western Regions.

"kill!!!"

The Tang cavalry fought with the foreign soldiers.

Li Jing personally went to the battlefield, and he seemed to be in an empty space, with no one able to stop him.

That's exactly the feeling.

The battlefield is heroic and unrestrained.

Compared to the illusory immortality, Li Jing, who was sixty years old at the time, preferred fighting on the battlefield.

The body seemed to have returned to its youth, with endless energy and tirelessness, fighting for three days and three nights.

In a short while, you will be able to reverse aging and enter the realm of great innateness.

puff!
With one sword, he cut off the foreign general's head, and blood spurted nine feet away.

The Tang army trampled upon the palaces of small countries in the Western Regions, destroying their countries and the foreign aid of the Hu soldiers.

Summer of the fifth year of Zhenguan.

The Khitan tribe surrendered.

In the secret room of the palace, there is a strange fragrance.

The box contains ten snow lotuses and a round agate bead.

"This must be the Spiritual Orb, the most precious treasure of the Liusha Nation."

……

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)