Even if monks have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, they cannot feed the entire world out of thin air.
It is said that this rainstorm was caused by the changes in heaven and earth, not by human beings, so even the immortals in the world cannot solve it, at least there is no way to stop the rain in the whole Kyushu.
"Master, Taoist Qingxuan asks you to go to the Moon Palace for a discussion."
"master?"
Du Can didn't get a reply for a long time, so he opened the door slightly. He would definitely not do this in the past, but in recent years, the master has become more and more sleepy.
It is said that practicing a kind of sleeping arhat technique can prolong life and calm the mind. This technique is not afraid of being disturbed, but afraid of no one to wake up.
As soon as the door opened a crack, a chaotic quarrel was heard in the air.
Inside the Great Leiyin Palace, the candlelight cast shadows of people against the door curtain; some were grinning, some were furious, some were sad, and some were calm.
Each one has the same face as the master.
…
The picture freezes.
Du Can looked at the motionless memories and still felt a sense of strangeness. He had no impression of it at all.
"I remember the flood, but I don't remember meeting the master. Wait, I've already informed the master."
Thoughts flew by quickly, driving the surrounding memories, moving forward or backward, and pictures flashed in the void. The memories that Du Can mobilized were different from Li Yi's, and he had no memory of meeting Du Shi in private.
It seemed that since that time, I had only met my master in public, which was a bit weird for the relationship between the master and the apprentice.
A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and resolves doubts.
Du Shi often taught Du Can, sometimes when he explained scriptures publicly, but more often he taught in private, one-on-one.
"Your memory has been tampered with."
Li Yi tapped the void lightly, and the memories that had been shattered into pieces were reassembled.
It is impossible to completely delete a person's memory, especially a monk's memory because it involves the three souls and six spirits. If too much is deleted, it will hurt the souls and spirits. The safest way is to tamper with it.
In modern terms, it is to forget. If you can forget, you can remember again.
Finally, the tampered memory came into everyone's sight. Du Shi was sitting cross-legged under a green lamp and an ancient Buddha. The candlelight shone on his body and his reflection formed three people.
One is greedy, one is angry, and one is stupid.
The corners of the picture were slightly distorted, and the surrounding space became chaotic and disorganized, affected by some unknown force.
"No more?"
"That's all. You probably fainted."
The picture flowed again, the rainstorm stopped, Du Shi returned to normal, and began to organize the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect to prepare for the famine in the coming year.
Because of this normality, no one noticed anything unusual about Du Shi's death. If a person dies at the right age and has not shown any abnormalities before, it is difficult for people to doubt it.
Li Yi's fingers trembled slightly, and the memory quickly passed through his fingertips. Those present were not ordinary people, and even the fastest memory could be seen.
The memories of the next three years are numerous and complex. Du Shi did not meditate and practice, but was almost always on the road to disaster relief.
Seeing this memory, Li Yi couldn't help but say, "Great disaster, flood and drought."
"Senior Immortal, what is a major disaster such as flood or drought?" Qiong Yu asked curiously.
Li Yi replied: "The Great Disaster of Flood and Drought is just as its name suggests. It was flooded first, then drought, affecting the entire Kyushu and even the Taikoku Sacred Mountain. There were heavy rains in the first three years, and floods occurred every month, washing away an unknown amount of fertile land. There were seven consecutive years of drought, but..."
There is a rule in the Nine Provinces: three years is a hardship and seven years is a disaster. There will be a small disaster every three years and a big disaster every seven years.
If the dynasty was at its peak, even a major disaster would not kill many people. In the Immortal Dao era, with the assistance of monks, many disasters were contained.
But the great disaster of flood and drought far exceeds all the disasters recorded. It is not as good as the flood of the river, but it is more durable. Li Changsheng once went to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea to consult the Dragon King, and finally concluded that he was powerless to change the world.
This is like a modern typhoon, which is difficult to stop with modern civilization.
Qiong Yu said: "It turns out that there were floods in the immortal era. We also had a flood in that time. The whole world was washed away, and many mortals took refuge in my house."
"Whenever the laws of heaven and earth change, it will bring about earth-shaking changes. Some people call it the catastrophe of heaven and earth. At first, it was just some natural disasters that affected ordinary creatures, but later even monks would be involved."
Li Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "I read some ancient books about the Heaven and Earth Calamity, and there were some guesses at that time, but the changes were too minor."
"It may be a precursor. One of my sisters said that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is not something that happens overnight. It takes a long time to brew."
Qiong Yu was not a very smart person, but as a pure spirit, she was well-informed. She could not remember such trivial matters, but she was definitely clear about the major events.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he could intuitively feel the changes in the world. It just so happened that Qiong Yu had experienced a small catastrophe.
The scale is roughly the same as the modern legend of Dayu controlling floods.
"There are twelve periods in a Yuan, and each period should be 1800 years. A Yuan is 129,600 years. I don't know if the sisters are serious. With the length of the Forgotten River, it can be at most two Yuans."
Li Yi raised his eyebrows, and more thoughts came to his mind. Thinking back to the things that he couldn't figure out before, it seemed that there was a clue.
It’s just like reincarnation. If he could go back to that time, with his current level of cultivation, he might be able to find some clues.
The great disasters of floods and droughts may be just a little breeze before the waves of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. After all, the changes in the laws at that time were relatively minor and did not really reach the level of earth-shaking.
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