Xiao Hanhan had just finished her cultivation when she sent such news, making Lin Yi feel very depressed.
He had already destroyed the Tianyin Temple. Now, those who entered Xiqiao Mountain were basically Taoist believers. If the Shaolin Temple was to be rebuilt, how many believers could there be?
It was no exaggeration to say that many people in the Buddha Market did not have a good impression of Buddhism even if they did not believe in Taoism.
Because they were very close to Xiqiao Mountain and knew more things, their favorable impression of Buddhism plummeted.
So why did the Shaolin Temple come here to rebuild the Tianyin Temple?
Could it be to disgust people?
Moreover, he even opened an altar to pray for rain. What did he mean?
"Most of the province is in a state of drought, and the Buddha Market is also deeply affected. Therefore, if we open an altar to pray for rain, we can restore a lot of our reputation.”
Lin Yi understood. Food was the most important thing to the people. Without water, the impact would be too great.
There were a lot of industries, and there were all kinds of troubles in life. It was difficult to even mop the floor and cook.
If he were to buy water, it would not be a problem for the price of a ton of water to soar by dozens of times during a drought.
Who could withstand it?
Ordinary people would definitely not be able to hold on!
Therefore, if the Shaolin Monastery's prayer for rain was successful, it could really save them a lot of losses. It might even change the views of the people in the Buddha Market.
"Not good. They should be preparing already, right?”
"Yes, the altar has been set up and will start praying for rain today. A large number of people have gathered to watch.”
"Let's go and take a look."
Lin Yi made a prompt decision. Xiao Hanhan hid in his body and quickly headed to the former site of the Heavenly Music Temple.
The original site had been flattened and all the construction waste had been transported away. There were construction teams busy.
Outside the construction site, a high platform was built. It was covered with bright yellow silk and decorated with various magic tools. It looked extremely luxurious.
Below the high platform were a large number of people who were watching.
"They seem to be from Shaolin Temple. They want to rebuild the Heavenly Music Temple. I wonder if they will succeed in praying for rain this time.”
"What are these impure bald donkeys doing here?”
"Uh…you can't put it that way. If it succeeds, it'll be a good thing for us, right? I've spent a few hundred on water these past few days. My monthly salary is only 4,000!”
"That seems to be the case…"
"Has no one gone to the Taiyi Daoist Temple to beg for help? Maybe Master Lin knew how to pray for rain?”
The people discussed animatedly. On the high platform, an old white-browed monk was smiling and radiating the light of Buddha.
Behind him were 18 martial monks, all of them putting their palms together.
Soon, it was time.
The white-browed old monk chanted the name of Buddha, and the scene fell silent.
"Our Buddha is merciful and feels the suffering of the world. Under the decree of our Buddha, we have come to the Buddha Market to open an altar to pray for rain and be responsible for the people.”
It came out of his mouth, but many people liked it.
Soon, a few Buddhist believers came forward and knelt in front of the high platform. They loudly announced the merits of the white-browed old monk, saying that he was a person with real abilities and could indeed pray for rain.
This made many people believe it. After all, they were just a few old men and women. They wouldn't go so far as to deceive people, right?
"They even invited extras."
Lin Yi muttered. He also noticed that some people were holding live broadcast equipment.
The equipment was very complete. It was obvious that it was prepared by Shaolin Temple.
They were doing a live broadcast!
"Master, do you need me to stop him?”
Xiao Hanhan's voice sounded, and Lin Yi shook his head slightly.
There was no need to. If he showed up now, he could kill the white-browed old monk, but it would definitely cause the people to dislike him. There was no need at all.
There were really too many ways to stop it!
While the two were talking, the white-browed old monk had already started praying for rain.
As he recited the scriptures, his body was bathed in golden Buddhist light.
Not long after, a loud rumble sounded in the sky, shocking the people present to look up.
Then, another loud bang sounded.
This was thunder!
Can you really pray for rain?
The crowd exploded. The white-browed old monk was quite capable!
However…
With the continuous thunder, the sky was clear, and there was not a single dark cloud to be seen. It was puzzling.
The white-browed old monk recited the scripture faster and faster. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his lips were trembling.
Anxious, he was anxious!
"My Buddha's pardon order, hurry up and rain!”
The white-browed old monk couldn't help but jump up and curse. Why isn't it raining?
Not even a cloud could be seen!
"Master, this is?"
Xiao Hanhan was a little confused, but Lin Yi smiled and said in a low voice,"If you learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry well, you won't be afraid of anywhere.”
How was rain formed?
The basic process of rain formation was that the water vapor in the air would condense into small water droplets or small ice crystals when it was cold at high altitudes. The small water droplets or small ice crystals would collide and merge with each other, becoming larger and larger. When the air could not hold it anymore, it would fall. When the low altitude temperature was higher than 0 ° C, it was rain.
Clouds formed by liquid water droplets were called water-formed clouds.
In layman's terms, if there was rain, there had to be rain clouds.
Xiao Hanhan was even more confused. This was the reason why you used the Landmine Technique?
What happened to math, physics, and chemistry?
The white-browed old monk was indeed capable. He was indeed not weak in praying for rain with his divine power.
However, Lin Yi didn't care about martial arts ethics. He used the land mine of the Five Thunder Technique.
Landmines, in charge of praying for rain and sunshine, control the earth.
After a series of operations, there was only thunder but no rain.
As time ticked by, a full two hours passed!
The crowd was furious!
Are you f * cking playing around here?
What was going on with the thunder but no rain?
If you like noise so much, go to the bar and listen to the DJ.
Do we think that the sound system of the square dance every day isn't strong enough, so we came here to listen to the thunder and torture our eardrums in all directions?
"It's been so long. Could it be that the sound system played a recording?”
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