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    This force made his feet slowly leave the ground, as if a platform rose from the void to support him.

    As he took one step after another, the platform supporting him became higher and higher. Every step he took, he gained a point, as if he was going up the steps step by step.

    In the end, he had already stepped ten meters away in the void.

    Lin Feiyang and Zhou Yang stood aside, looking at him in surprise.

    In a trance, they felt as if there was an altar rising from the ground in front of them, with a height of 100 meters.

    Although Fakong only stood at a height of ten meters, it gave them the feeling that it was a hundred meters high, as if they had already stood on the clouds and were as far away as they could reach.

    The old monk Huiling suddenly turned over, lay on his side, blinked his small eyes, and stared at Fakong in surprise.

    Fakong has already surpassed the courtyard wall, and saw people coming and going on the Suzaku Avenue outside, and there was a lot of noise.

    And the people on Suzaku Avenue also saw the strange appearance here, but thought that Fakong was performing lightness kung fu, so they didn't pay much attention to it, and passed by with a glance.

    People know that both the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple and the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple are guarded by top martial arts masters, so it is not surprising.

    Fakong stopped rising and continued to walk on this high platform. His figure began to become blurred and gradually turned into a shadow.

    Gradually, it seemed to become a purple-gold dragon, as if a purple-gold dragon was meandering in the sky.

    Fakong suddenly stopped and appeared.

    The light wheel in my mind suddenly brightened, and the power of more than a hundred beliefs surged out and sprinkled on the Medicine Buddha statue.

    Fakong looked down.

    A dharma altar is looming and transparent, as if it is made of crystals, and it is slowly rising to the sky.

    Fakong's heart trembled slightly, feeling the danger, he swung lightly, exited the range of the altar, and landed leisurely.

    As the altar rises, it gradually emits light. As it keeps rising, the light becomes brighter and brighter, as if it is about to turn into a sun and rise above the sky.

    When it rose to a height of a thousand meters, it suddenly disintegrated, turning into a ball of white light and spreading away.

    Fakong stared at these white lights, watching them merge into the sky, and the next moment, the sky began to change.

    Dark clouds slowly appeared and began to gather, as if a huge black umbrella covered the sky above the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.

    All this seems to be slow, but in fact it only takes a dozen breaths to complete.

    "Crack!"

    The bean-sized raindrops fell, and quickly became denser and more urgent, forming a torrential rain in the blink of an eye.

    It seems that there is a huge basin pouring down directly.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª!"

    The raindrops fell heavily on the roof, in the lotus pond, and on the green bricks in the yard, bursting out clouds of white smoke.

    The earth has been dry for too long.

    "Brother, it's raining!" Fanning ran over and cheered happily, his fat and strong body was light and flexible.

    Fakong didn't get a drop of rain on his body, and the invisible force isolated the rain from getting on his body.

    He has a cleanliness freak and doesn't want to get in the rain, even though it hasn't rained for a long time.

    Zhou Yang ran into the rain excitedly, regardless of the force of the raindrops hitting his body, excitedly punched a set of Little Arhat Fist in the heavy rain.

    Lin Feiyang also cheered in the rain.

    The old monk Huiling jumped out of the bell tower of the Sutra Pavilion, fell into the rain, raised his head and took two sips, laughing loudly.

    Fakong saw with his eyes that only the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple was rained, and the other places were clean without a drop of rain.

    This is because he was afraid of consuming too much power of faith when he cast the Xingyunbuyu spell, so he only locked the scope in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

    He also saw the stunned people on Suzaku Avenue.

    He shook his head and didn't care.

    What is lacking now are believers, without believers, there is no merit.

    Although seeing a rain will not make them have faith, it can be regarded as planting a seed, lurking in the heart, slowly growing and sprouting, and when the time comes, faith will be born.

    "Monk, what kind of Buddha mantra is this?"

    Lin Feiyang shook his body, and "bang" all the rainwater was shaken away, his body became dry again, and his hair curled up with white air, and it was drying rapidly.

    "Xingyunbuyu curse." Fakong said.

    Lin Feiyang exclaimed: "It's a god enough, it even has this kind of Buddha mantra!"

    He jumped up, saw the stunned people outside in the air, and looked at the scope of the heavy rain.

    "It's a pity that it can only rain on our temple. It would be terrible if the entire capital of Shenjing was soaked.? Apparition?  "

    "Probably!"

    There were different opinions, one passed on to the other, after a while, the outer gate of King Kong Temple was already full of pilgrims.

    ? Even those who were going to Feitian Temple turned around and lined up one after another. One by one, they went in dry and came out with wet clothes, but they looked excited, as if they had experienced some rare experience.

    They really experienced a long-lost experience.

    It has been a long time since I experienced the feeling of being in the rain, which made them excited and gave birth to strong expectations¡ª¡ª

    Guanyun Building

    ? Even though the dishes in Guanyunlou are staggeringly expensive, it is still full of guests and very lively.

    People are talking about this strange heavy rain.

    "It's really weird rain, have you guys gone to take a shower?"

    "I still think it's too weird, so I didn't join in the fun."

    "Haha, I went to take a shower. It was really cool, but it was really refreshing! It's been a long time since I felt so refreshing!"

    "If you want to refresh yourself, just take a shower."

    "It's different, it's really different. How can showering be compared to taking a shower? I suggest you guys take a shower!"

    "Let's talk about it." There are always people who act cautiously.

    The son of a daughter can't sit still, especially the rich ones like them.

    "Some people say that this rain is the result of Master Fakong, the abbot of this temple, casting a Buddhist mantra!"

    "impossible?"

    "It's really impossible!"

    "How can such a difference between heaven and earth be achieved by manpower?"

    "This Master Fakong is the Great Master of Freedom bestowed by the Holy One, and he is a master with supernatural powers."

    "Is this Fakong master very young?"

    "You think, if you are a Dharma master at a young age, how can it be possible if you are an ordinary eminent monk?"

    "Well¡­¡­"

    "Could it be that His Majesty's vision is not as strong as ours?"

    "Hush¡ª!"

    There are so many discussions in Guanyun Tower, Wangjiang Tower, and even Miaochun Tower are discussing.

    ?People in the entire Shenjing were talking about this inexplicable heavy rain, as well as the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple and Master Fakong.

    All of this was within Fakong's expectation. He ignored the commotion outside and just stared at the sky.

    He is calculating the relationship between the power of faith and the amount of precipitation, so as to calculate how much area he can cover when he casts the spell of spreading clouds and rain, and how much rain can fall within this range.

    Generally speaking, this cloud cloth rain spell is more powerful than I imagined, much like a lever, through a fulcrum to pry a huge force.

    After an hour, the pilgrims outside saw the rain stopped. Although they were disappointed, they still wanted to come in curiously.

    The line continued until the evening, when the other courtyard closed.

    At this time, the reputation of King Kong Temple and Master Fakong had completely spread throughout Shenjing.

    Most people are dubious, so they all want to come to the King Kong Temple to have a look.

    ps: The update is complete, everyone, can the goal of 4,000 votes be achieved?
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