Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 267 The Wind Rises, Clouds Appear, Thunder and Rain is Summoned
"The drought is actually quite severe."

"It's thanks to advanced technology that we have various methods to reduce the losses caused by drought. If this had happened in ancient times, it would have been recorded as a major famine."

"In fact, there are localized droughts and floods every year, but overall grain production remains stable and even increases."

"But for the ordinary people who are affected by the disaster and whose production is reduced, they still suffer losses."

"Since we have the ability, let's give them a bumper harvest."

"May every year from now on be a year of great harvest!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Inside the Taoist Studies Institute, several elderly Taoist priests gathered in the pavilion in the courtyard, looking at a drought map while chatting casually, and laughing heartily at the exciting parts.

"The southern part of Hebei Province, the western part of Shandong Province, and most of Henan Province, combined do not exceed 200,000 square kilometers."

"Let's divide the area into zones and also determine the order in which the rainfall occurred."

"I'm going to southern Hebei Province."

"I'm going to western Shandong Province."

"I go……"

Just then, they received a telepathic message from Daoist Yanling in their minds: "Why didn't you call me?"

Master Yansong awkwardly stroked his beard. "You're at Baishi Mansion, which is far away and you have a heavy mission, so I didn't call you."

"Bai Shi Mansion has long been stable, what's the big deal if I leave for two days?" Daoist Yanling transmitted his voice.

Master Yansong chuckled and didn't deny it, "There are too many monks and not enough porridge, I'll call you next time."

"Next time what next time!" Daoist Yanling retorted. "Next time is the earliest it will be next year, and we don't even know if there will be one. We can't expect a drought to break out, can we? You didn't call me when you had such a good opportunity. Are you even my junior brother?"

Master Yansong sighed helplessly, "Fine, fine, you come here, you come here!"

Daoist Yanling didn't stand on ceremony at all, "I'm going to find the sect leader!"

The old Taoist priests in the research hall laughed heartily, then continued to assign areas to their respective groups. "Alright, alright, call everyone who can fly. This way, everyone can put their knowledge to use and give back to their hometown."

Therefore, Daoist Yansong, Daoist Yihong, Daoist Mingyu, Daoist Jingfeng, Daoist Yanling, Daoist Qingyuan, and Daoist Shenhao, who had just broken through to the next realm, a total of seven people, undertook this mission.

Although others had some complaints, since flying wasn't necessary to perform the rain-summoning spell, their cultivation levels were inferior, and they didn't really need that many people to summon wind and rain this time. So they stayed in the other world to continue exorcising demons and accumulating evil energy.

……

"One person's rainfall area is approximately 30,000 square kilometers."

"It's roughly a circle with a radius of 100 kilometers."

"It's not a combat spell. It simply spreads the magic power along the clouds to gather clouds and bring rain. It should be able to extend to two hundred miles away."

Master Qingyuan shook his head, "I was almost there, I couldn't have made it two hundred li."

Master Shenhao laughed and said, "I'll have a little more, so we can share."

Master Qingyuan and Master Shenhao had only recently broken through to the Dao. However, Master Qingyuan entered the Dao through martial arts, while Master Shenhao practiced the method of meditation and contemplation. Moreover, he cultivated multiple methods, resulting in a vast sea of ​​consciousness and a refined divine sense, which was even comparable to several top-tier Daoists.

"In that case..."

"Then let's go!"

Several old Taoist priests stepped out of the pavilion, took to the air, concealed themselves mid-air, and flew straight north. Inside the guardhouse, two guards saw the seven old Taoist priests take to the air and that they disappeared just as they left the courtyard.

"flew away?"

"Invisibility?"

"This world is getting more and more fantastical!"

"Captain, do you think we have a chance?"

"How's your practice of that book going?" The security captain glanced at his colleague.

The young, crew-cut security guard scratched his head. "Master Mingyu gave me a general explanation of the 'Supreme Noon Breathing Method' and the 'Eight Pieces of True Qi Harmony,' but I still didn't quite understand them, let alone develop a sense of Qi."

"Keep practicing!" the security captain snorted, then returned to his seat, took out a copy of "The Treatise on the Response of the Supreme Being" from his drawer, and started to feel sleepy after only glancing at it twice.

"Shouldn't we inform our superiors?" the crew-cut security guard asked.

"No need." The security captain tried hard to keep his eyes open and waved his hand, saying, "They'll know when it rains in the drought-stricken areas."

The seven old Taoist priests who had just flown out first flew together over the Central Plains, and then separated according to the drought area map.

Since it wasn't some secret operation and there was no need for simultaneous actions, the old Taoist who arrived at the destination first simply floated in mid-air, spread his divine sense, and used the technique of condensing cloud energy.

Master Yansong had the highest cultivation level. He was neither the abbot of the Daluo Temple in Changping Prefecture nor the Daluo Temple in Baishi Prefecture. He spent his days traveling around the mountains, subduing demons and monsters. His footprints had long since extended beyond the two prefectures, reaching as far as Qianshan Prefecture in the west and even Pingjiang Prefecture.

At this moment, he was in the southern part of Henan Province, the driest region. Looking around, he could see rolling hills, vast farmlands, numerous cities and villages, as well as highways and high-speed railways that stretched in all directions.

It was summer, and the hills and farmland were lush and green. Cars were bustling on the roads, and high-speed trains were speeding by, creating a modern and harmonious scene.

"Whoosh!"

Not far away, an airplane streaked across the sky and flew past Daoist Yansong. He could also see a small child leaning against the window, looking down with great curiosity.

However, since Daoist Yansong was using invisibility techniques to conceal himself, he naturally wouldn't be discovered.

Watching the plane disappear into the distance, Daoist Yansong looked around again. He saw that there were still some white clouds in the sky, but because there was too little moisture and no wind, there was no possibility of rain.

The lack of water vapor does not mean the absence of water vapor. Under such circumstances, natural rainfall is impossible, and artificial rainfall is also impossible. However, the magic of creating wind and clouds and summoning thunder and rain can gather this water vapor.

Master Yansong floated in mid-air, his hands forming a mudra, chanting a mantra: "Believe in the four seasons, benefit the power and truth. Turn rebellion into compliance, achieve truth and drive away the wind."

He cultivated the "Secret Method of Taiyi Fire Palace" and refined Taiyi wind and fire. Naturally, he was skilled in wind techniques. With just a movement of his true qi, a wisp of breeze would rise in the world. With a gentle breeze, it would stir up water vapor, which would begin to condense according to certain rules.

At this very moment, in the fields below, workers are still busy, braving the scorching sun to either irrigate or spray fertilizer under the shade.

But as I was busy, I suddenly noticed that the sunlight had dimmed a bit.

They looked up instinctively and found that a thin layer of dark clouds had appeared in the sky, and that the clouds were getting thicker and lower at a visible speed.

"Is it going to rain?" a young agricultural student asked curiously. "Didn't the weather forecast say it would be sunny?"

"That's not right! Looking at the sky, it shouldn't rain!" The experienced farmer was puzzled.

"Anyway, it's good that it's raining!" Many people were overjoyed.

Meanwhile, across Henan, Shandong, and Hebei provinces, clusters of dark clouds began to gather, mostly concentrated over large tracts of farmland.

Inside the weather bureau, the staff stared at the bizarre weather map on the screen, then at the unknown person who had come specifically to check on the situation. They remained silent, but their eyes flickered wildly.

(End of this chapter)