"Master, how many people are needed?"

"The more, the better." Fakong said: "You don't have to come and tell me, just have a strong desire in your heart."

"The more, the better..." the pilgrims chewed the meaning.

Fakong and Xu Zhijian walked side by side. After walking a few steps, Xu Zhijian took three steps back and stepped out of the way to avoid receiving the gift from everyone.

These gifts are all for Fakong and are not something he should enjoy.

While they were still eating at Wangjiang Tower, the surroundings began to boil, and the diners asked Fa Kong for rain.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, saying that his willpower was insufficient.

The willingness is actually enough, but he still pretends that it is not enough.

Pressing hard can not only develop followers, but also gain more credibility.

If you wish first and then believe, if you can stimulate more people's wish, it will be easier to gain trust and believers.

The more believers there are, the more merits you will gain by casting the Cloud and Rain spell once.

The usual merits are continuous, but compared to a grand ceremony, or a rain praying ceremony or a blessing ceremony, it is just a drop of water on the lake.

Xu Zhijian looked at Fa Kong.

Fakong smiled and said: "Walking clouds and spreading rain is a Buddhist great wish mantra, which can only be performed with the help of the wishes of all living beings."

Xu Zhijian shook his head and sighed: "It's beyond imagination, are you going to show it?"

Fakong nodded slowly.

This is a rare opportunity to gain great merit.

The last time it was used, it was just to increase the number of believers.

This time is a good opportunity to harvest merit, and it can also increase the number of believers, and the effect is excellent.

"At this time..." Xu Zhijian was worried: "There won't be any trouble, right?"

He feels that the current situation is not very good.

Don't forget the Southern Supervision Department.

Wouldn't it be better to be in the limelight at this time to attract the attention of the Southern Supervision Department?

Fakong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "No matter what, I must use it."

"I will ask people to help." Xu Zhijian said: "You can also mobilize some experts to come to Beijing."

"That's right." Fakong nodded slowly.

This time, more first-class members from the Vajra Temple can come to increase the intimidation and make Prince Duan have some scruples.

Things are moving very fast.

In the evening, more and more people came to ask Fa Kong to cast the cloud-making rain spell, and they surrounded the entire outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

If it weren't for the presence of the Infantry Division's Yamen, I'm afraid none of the pilgrims in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple would be able to enter the temple gate.

Yuan Deng stood at the door and repeated a sentence loudly: "Dear donors, the abbot is not in the temple. He has returned to Daxueshan Vajra Temple and will be back in two or three days."

Everyone became even more anxious after hearing this, and asked him to send messages one after another, asking Master Fakong to come back as soon as possible to pray for rain. Everyone was longing for a heavy rain.

If it doesn't rain, all the vegetables will die.

If it doesn't rain, the well will dry up.

If it doesn't rain, even the animals in the mountains will die of thirst.

Everything in the world needs a heavy rain now.

But now, all hope lies with Master Fakong.

Yuan Deng could only nod his head in agreement, and replied that he would definitely send a message to the abbot.

However, the abbot is also in a dilemma. He does not have enough vow power and cannot cast the cloud-making rain spell, so he still has to rely on everyone. If the vow power is enough, the abbot will naturally return.

After everyone dispersed, they all told the people around them about the incident.
Chapter completed!